在和甜贝尔、小萍花和飞板璐一起回家的路上，莉月一直很安静。甜贝尔看到莉月仍然在为之前其他学生对她的仙人掌棒的反应而苦恼。她想与其说出来这事，不如谈点别的事。就气愤地说道：“你们能相信之前剪剪说我是胆小鬼吗？”
“好吧，你是真的不喜欢那些危险的冒险行动，”飞板璐指出道。
“也不是噩梦之夜节日的忠实粉丝，”小萍花也补充了一句。甜贝儿不敢相信她的朋友都没有站在她的一边来说话！
“我知道你很勇敢。”莉月说道，“你们都来我家逛一逛吧。”
甜贝尔不得不承认莉月家的房子确实有点吓马。位于马蹄山高处，被藤蔓覆盖，几乎融化在周围的树上。进去后地板吱吱作响，百叶窗在风中嘎嘎作响，甜贝尔可以发誓墙上的那些小马画像是她不看它的时候在看着她的。尽管如此，朋友们还是都聚在一起，不管这房子有多恐怖。当小马们要走近前门时，莉月的黯然婶婶（Aunt Eclipse）从她们前面的树篱里跳了出来，把她们吓了一大跳。婶婶的眼睛透露出了狂野的目光，她那缠结紊乱的灰色鬃毛在地上铺满了四面八方的地方。
莉月问道：“黯然婶婶...你这是在干什么呢？”甜贝儿不禁感觉她很担心这个问题的回答会是什么。
“亲爱的，我只是在拜访我的星纹蜘蛛伙伴们。” 他们在满月的时候会编织出这么有趣的蛛网，你不觉得吗？“黯然婶婶举起一只蹄子，上面爬满了蜘蛛。童子军们的眼睛不禁睁得很大，尽管这样她们也是礼貌地点头，从阿姨身边默默走过，来到了前门。
“抱歉。”莉月低声说道：“婶婶她...是有点独特。”
“那词形容得可真恰当。”飞板璐也低语道。
莉月把其它小马领进了房子里，但她们还没上楼梯，就有一个声音叫道：“莉月！你可总算回家了。”莉月的母亲：卢米娜萱（Lumi Nation）从隔壁的房间里走了出来，但她注意到童子军们的时候停了下来。甜贝儿感觉莉月母亲看到她们后不太高兴，莉月母亲又补充了一句：“你还带来了一些...朋友。”声音里没有带有一些欢迎的语气。
莉月说道：“她们在学校上课的时候帮助了我。”
卢米娜萱说道：“这不是很好吗？”但这句话在甜贝儿这看来意思似乎恰恰相反。“好吧，时间别花太久，你还要去学习呢。你父亲还指望你在温室里帮忙。在今晚之前时间已经不多了。”
莉月说道：“是，妈妈，”边说边已经慢跑上了楼，童子军们紧随其后。
飞板璐奇怪地问道：“今晚之前是什么意思？”
甜贝儿也很想了解也好奇地问道：“温室里会有什么呢？”
小萍花也很好奇地问：“你要学的是什么？”但莉月摇了摇头。
“先上楼。”当他们在莉月的房间里并安全地关上房门时，童子军们得到了些答复。莉月解释说：“我爸爸有各种各样的植物来做实验，但需要我晚上去帮他。“至于学习……”她指着桌上堆满灰尘的厚厚的魔法书。甜贝尔认为它们很适合放在暮暮的图书馆里。“我的家人都热衷于魔法研究。”
飞板璐半信半疑地问道：“在你常规作业的基础上？”
莉月点了点头。她叹了口气说：“我想仙人掌棒并不是我们这唯一奇怪的东西。”
小萍花说道：“仙人掌棒真的很棒！如果其它同学们尝试的话，她们也会这么认为的。”
飞板璐说：“他们只需要像我们一样了解你。”
莉月说道：“但要怎么做啊？你看到其他小马是怎么看我了吗？他们永远不会原谅我引来博格尔的事情，更不用说和我说话了。
甜贝儿忽然振作了起来，她想到了个主意！叫道：“生日派对！”
莉月扬起了她的眉毛说道：“呃……今天不是我的生日，”
甜贝儿兴奋地说：“不是你的。是小薇的！”“所有小马都被邀请了！如果你去了的话，你可以跟全班同学玩游戏，若玩得很开心打成一片的话--”
飞板璐插道：“她们会意识到其实你跟我们是差不多的。”
小萍花说道：“真是个好主意，甜贝儿！”童子军们互相高击了下蹄子。莉月忽然皱了个眉头，用魔法猛地把门给拉开了。
莉月的姐姐珀月（Ambermoon）正站在门口。
莉月质问道：你在监视我们吗？”
珀月被抓包的时候看上去很惊讶，但她很快就用傲慢的表情掩盖了这一点。
她冷笑地说道：“你又在偷我的东西！”
莉月愤怒地说道：“我没有！”
珀月问道：“所以是有马不停地从我房间拿走东西？”
“别搞那么戏剧化。”莉月转了下眼睛。“那是我当午餐的一根甘蔗！”
“那我的蹄油、我的龙鳞书和我的鬃毛刷呢？” 珀月把每件物品都列了出来，好像这是有史以来最值钱的宝藏一样。
“我是借过来的！”莉月叫道。
“我看是偷过来的吧。”珀月纠正道。
莉月回击道：“那也总比你监视我们要好。珀月瞪着她妹妹。
她换了话题说道：“你今晚哪儿也去不了。”“妈妈是不会让你去参加一个小马镇的派对的。”
“我不会问妈妈的。”莉月边说边从她姐姐身边小跑进了走廊，童子军们急急忙忙地跟在后面，但甜贝尔回头一看，珀月正眯着眼睛看着他们走。显然，莉月和她姐姐相处得不太好。
莉月领着她的朋友们朝外面的温室走去，温室是小屋后面的一座小建筑，是用烟绿色的玻璃建成的。甜贝尔认为它看起来像是蹲在草坪上的一只巨大甲壳虫闪亮的外壳。当他们都走进去的时候，甜贝尔可以看到建筑从上到下都是植物。其中一些是她从小马童子军那认识的危险植物，这些植物中还有…牙齿吗？甜贝尔不禁蜷缩在飞板璐和小萍花附近。
莉月的父亲，蓝月（Bule Moon），现在正在温室的后面。他戴着护目镜、穿着实验室的外套。他抬头一看就看到了他的女儿和童子军们。他笑了——看起来笑得有点过头。
他有些奇怪地笑着说：“你好啊，各位小马们！ 我能帮你们什么呢？”
莉月匆忙地说：“我的朋友邀请我参加一个派对，但我真的很想去，” “就在今天晚上，请你答应！”
蓝月问：“今天晚上是吗？”甜贝尔认出了他脸上的神情。这跟每当瑞瑞正要拒绝事情时候的表情一模一样。幸运的是，甜贝尔知道该怎么做。她给蓝月秀出她最大、最明亮的双眸。
她尖叫道：“拜托？”飞板璐和小萍花也像甜贝儿一样秀出了他们充满希望的面孔。这对蓝月来说太过了。
“好吧……”他终于同意了。莉月这时对她的朋友们笑了，但当蓝月补充一句“但只有你带上珀月的话才可以去”时，她的脸又僵住了。
这时珀月边走进温室边说道：“别担心，老爸。我会密切关注她的。”甜贝尔不确定，但她感觉珀月并不只会这么做。
ps. 莉月一家因为书里没有给插图，只能通过文字来认识她们。（顺便再插一个小莉月的美照）
英文版：
Lilymoon was quiet as Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo walked her home. Sweetie Belle could see that Lilymoon was still bothered by how the other students had reacted to her cactus bars. She thought rather than bringing it up, it would be better to talk about something else. “Can you believe Snips said I’m a scaredy-pony?” she asked indignantly.
“Well, you don’t really like dangerous adventures,” Scootaloo pointed out.
“And yet not a big fan of Nightmare Night,” Apple Bloom added. Sweetie Belle couldn’t believe her friends weren’t talking her side!
“I know you’re brave,” Lilymoon said. “You’re coming to my house to hang out.”
Sweetie Belle had to admit that Lilymoon’s house was more than a little spooky. High on Horseshoe hill, it was covered in vines, practically melting into the trees around it. The floors creaked, the shutters rattled in the wind, and Sweetie Belle could swear the portraits of the ponies on the walls were watching her when she wasn’t looking. Still, friends stuck together, no matter how creepy their houses were. As the ponies approached the front door, Lilymoon’s ancient aunt popped out of the front hedge, startling them all. Her eyes were wild, and her tangled gray mane stuck out in every direction.
“Auntie Eclipse…what are you doing?” Lilymoon asked. Sweetie Belle thought she sounded worried about what the answer would be.
“Visiting my star spider friends, dear. They weave such interesting webs during the full moon, don’t you think?” Auntie Eclipse held up a hoof with spider crawling all over it. The Crusaders’ eyes went wide, but they nodded politely and edged past Auntie to the front door.
“Sorry,” Lilymoon whispered. “Auntie is… different.”
“That’s one word for it,” Scootaloo murmured. Lilymoon led the others into her house, but before they could reach the stairs, a voice called.
“Lilymoon! You’re finally home.” Lilymoon’s mother, Lumi Nation, walked in from the next room. She stopped when she noticed the other ponies. Sweetie Belle didn’t think she was very happy to see them. “And you’ve brought…friends,” Lumi added with no sound of welcome in her voice.
“They’re helping me get caught up at school,” Lilymoon said.
“Isn’t that nice?” Lumi Nation said, but to Sweetie Belle, it sounded like she thought just the opposite. “Well, don’t be too long. You have studying to do. And your father is counting on your help in the greenhouse. There isn’t much time before tonight.”
“Yes, mother,” Lilymoon said, already cantering up the stairs. The others followed close on her hooves.
“What’s tonight? Scootaloo asked.
“And what’s in the greenhouse?” Sweetie Belle wanted to know.
“And what are you studyin’?” Apple Bloom wondered. But Lilymoon shook her head.
“Upstairs,” she said. Once they were safety in Lilymoon’s room with the door closed, the Crusader got some answer. “My dad has all kinds of plant experiments you can do only at night,” Lilymoon explained. “And as for studying…” She gestured to a dusty stack of thick magical books piled up on her desk. Sweetie Belle thought they’d fit right in at Twilight’s library. “My family is big on magical research.”
“On top of your regular homework?” Scootaloo asked in disbelief.
Lilymoon nodded. “Guess cactus bars aren’t the only weird thing about us,” she said with a sigh.
“They were good! And the resta the class woulda realized that if they’d tired’em,” Apple Bloom said.
“They just need to get to know you like we do,” Scootaloo said.
“How? Have you seen how those other ponies look at me? They’ll never forgive me for that bogle, much less talk to me,” Lilymoon said.
Sweetie Belle perked up. She had an idea! “A birthday party!” she announced.
“Uh…it’s not my birthday,” Lilymoon said, raising an eyebrow.
“Not yours. Zipporwhill’s!” Sweetie Belle said excitedly, and everypony is welcome! If you come, the whole class will see you playing gamed and having fun—”
“And realize you’re just like us!” Scootaloo chimed in.
“Good thinkin’, Sweetie Belle!” Apple Bloom said. The Cursaders high-hooved one another in victory. Lilymoon frowned and flung the door open with her magic.
Her sister, Ambermoon, stood in the doorway!
“Were you spying on us?” Lilymoon asked. Ambermoon looked surprised to be caught but quickly covered it up with a haughty expression.
“You were stealing from me again!” Ambermoon sneered.
“I was not!” Lilymoon said, outraged.
“So somepony else keeps taking things from my room?” Ambermoon asked.
“Don’t be so dramatic.” Lilymoon rolled her eyes. “It was one candy cane for my lunch!”
“And my hoof polish and my book on dragon scales and my manebrush?” Ambermoon listed each item as if it were the most valuable treasure ever.
“I was borrowing!” Lilymoon exclaimed.
“Stealing,” Ambermoon corrected.
“Better than spying,” Lilymoon shot back. Ambermoon glared at her sister.
“You’re not going anywhere tonight,” she said, changing the subject. “Mother will never let you go to a Ponyville party.”
“I’m not asking mother,” Lilymoon said, trotting past her sister into the hallway. The Crusaders hurried to follow, but Sweetie Belle looked back to see that Ambermoon was watching them go with narrowed eyes. Apparently, Lilymoon and her sister didn’t get along very well.
Lilymoon led her friends outside to the greenhouse, a small building behind the cottage made of smoky green glass. Sweetie Belle thought it looked like the shiny shell of an enormous beetle squatting on the lawn. As they all stepped inside, Sweetie Belle could see the building was filled from top to bottom with plants. Some of them she recognized from Filly Guides as dangerous. And did some of them have…teeth? Sweetie Belle huddled closer to Scootaloo and Apple Bloom.
Lilymoon’s father, Bule Moon, was at the back of the greenhouse. He wore goggles and a lab coat. He looked up and saw his daughter and the Crusaders. He smiled—a little too widely.
“Well, hello there!” he said through his strange grin. “What can I help you young ponies with?”
“My friends invited me to a party, and I really want to go,” Lilymoon said in a rush. “It’s tonight. Please say yes!”
“Tonight?” Bule Moon asked. Sweetie Belle recognized the book on his face. It was the same look Rarity had whenever she was about to say no to something. Fortunately, Sweetie Belle knew what to do. She gave Blue Moon her biggest, shiniest eyes.
“Pleeeaaase?” she squeaked. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom added their hopeful faces to Sweetie Belle’s. It was too much for Blue Moon.
“All right…” he finally agreed. Lilymoon grinned to her friends. But her face froze when he added, “But only if you take Ambermoon with you.”
“Don’t worry, father. I’ll keep a close eye on her,” Ambermoon said, stepping into the greenhouse. Sweetie Belle couldn’t be sure, but she thought that sounded like a treat.
“好吧，你是真的不喜欢那些危险的冒险行动，”飞板璐指出道。
“也不是噩梦之夜节日的忠实粉丝，”小萍花也补充了一句。甜贝儿不敢相信她的朋友都没有站在她的一边来说话！
“我知道你很勇敢。”莉月说道，“你们都来我家逛一逛吧。”
甜贝尔不得不承认莉月家的房子确实有点吓马。位于马蹄山高处，被藤蔓覆盖，几乎融化在周围的树上。进去后地板吱吱作响，百叶窗在风中嘎嘎作响，甜贝尔可以发誓墙上的那些小马画像是她不看它的时候在看着她的。尽管如此，朋友们还是都聚在一起，不管这房子有多恐怖。当小马们要走近前门时，莉月的黯然婶婶（Aunt Eclipse）从她们前面的树篱里跳了出来，把她们吓了一大跳。婶婶的眼睛透露出了狂野的目光，她那缠结紊乱的灰色鬃毛在地上铺满了四面八方的地方。
莉月问道：“黯然婶婶...你这是在干什么呢？”甜贝儿不禁感觉她很担心这个问题的回答会是什么。
“亲爱的，我只是在拜访我的星纹蜘蛛伙伴们。” 他们在满月的时候会编织出这么有趣的蛛网，你不觉得吗？“黯然婶婶举起一只蹄子，上面爬满了蜘蛛。童子军们的眼睛不禁睁得很大，尽管这样她们也是礼貌地点头，从阿姨身边默默走过，来到了前门。
“抱歉。”莉月低声说道：“婶婶她...是有点独特。”
“那词形容得可真恰当。”飞板璐也低语道。
莉月把其它小马领进了房子里，但她们还没上楼梯，就有一个声音叫道：“莉月！你可总算回家了。”莉月的母亲：卢米娜萱（Lumi Nation）从隔壁的房间里走了出来，但她注意到童子军们的时候停了下来。甜贝儿感觉莉月母亲看到她们后不太高兴，莉月母亲又补充了一句：“你还带来了一些...朋友。”声音里没有带有一些欢迎的语气。
莉月说道：“她们在学校上课的时候帮助了我。”
卢米娜萱说道：“这不是很好吗？”但这句话在甜贝儿这看来意思似乎恰恰相反。“好吧，时间别花太久，你还要去学习呢。你父亲还指望你在温室里帮忙。在今晚之前时间已经不多了。”
莉月说道：“是，妈妈，”边说边已经慢跑上了楼，童子军们紧随其后。
飞板璐奇怪地问道：“今晚之前是什么意思？”
甜贝儿也很想了解也好奇地问道：“温室里会有什么呢？”
小萍花也很好奇地问：“你要学的是什么？”但莉月摇了摇头。
“先上楼。”当他们在莉月的房间里并安全地关上房门时，童子军们得到了些答复。莉月解释说：“我爸爸有各种各样的植物来做实验，但需要我晚上去帮他。“至于学习……”她指着桌上堆满灰尘的厚厚的魔法书。甜贝尔认为它们很适合放在暮暮的图书馆里。“我的家人都热衷于魔法研究。”
飞板璐半信半疑地问道：“在你常规作业的基础上？”
莉月点了点头。她叹了口气说：“我想仙人掌棒并不是我们这唯一奇怪的东西。”
小萍花说道：“仙人掌棒真的很棒！如果其它同学们尝试的话，她们也会这么认为的。”
飞板璐说：“他们只需要像我们一样了解你。”
莉月说道：“但要怎么做啊？你看到其他小马是怎么看我了吗？他们永远不会原谅我引来博格尔的事情，更不用说和我说话了。
甜贝儿忽然振作了起来，她想到了个主意！叫道：“生日派对！”
莉月扬起了她的眉毛说道：“呃……今天不是我的生日，”
甜贝儿兴奋地说：“不是你的。是小薇的！”“所有小马都被邀请了！如果你去了的话，你可以跟全班同学玩游戏，若玩得很开心打成一片的话--”
飞板璐插道：“她们会意识到其实你跟我们是差不多的。”
小萍花说道：“真是个好主意，甜贝儿！”童子军们互相高击了下蹄子。莉月忽然皱了个眉头，用魔法猛地把门给拉开了。
莉月的姐姐珀月（Ambermoon）正站在门口。
莉月质问道：你在监视我们吗？”
珀月被抓包的时候看上去很惊讶，但她很快就用傲慢的表情掩盖了这一点。
她冷笑地说道：“你又在偷我的东西！”
莉月愤怒地说道：“我没有！”
珀月问道：“所以是有马不停地从我房间拿走东西？”
“别搞那么戏剧化。”莉月转了下眼睛。“那是我当午餐的一根甘蔗！”
“那我的蹄油、我的龙鳞书和我的鬃毛刷呢？” 珀月把每件物品都列了出来，好像这是有史以来最值钱的宝藏一样。
“我是借过来的！”莉月叫道。
“我看是偷过来的吧。”珀月纠正道。
莉月回击道：“那也总比你监视我们要好。珀月瞪着她妹妹。
她换了话题说道：“你今晚哪儿也去不了。”“妈妈是不会让你去参加一个小马镇的派对的。”
“我不会问妈妈的。”莉月边说边从她姐姐身边小跑进了走廊，童子军们急急忙忙地跟在后面，但甜贝尔回头一看，珀月正眯着眼睛看着他们走。显然，莉月和她姐姐相处得不太好。
莉月领着她的朋友们朝外面的温室走去，温室是小屋后面的一座小建筑，是用烟绿色的玻璃建成的。甜贝尔认为它看起来像是蹲在草坪上的一只巨大甲壳虫闪亮的外壳。当他们都走进去的时候，甜贝尔可以看到建筑从上到下都是植物。其中一些是她从小马童子军那认识的危险植物，这些植物中还有…牙齿吗？甜贝尔不禁蜷缩在飞板璐和小萍花附近。
莉月的父亲，蓝月（Bule Moon），现在正在温室的后面。他戴着护目镜、穿着实验室的外套。他抬头一看就看到了他的女儿和童子军们。他笑了——看起来笑得有点过头。
他有些奇怪地笑着说：“你好啊，各位小马们！ 我能帮你们什么呢？”
莉月匆忙地说：“我的朋友邀请我参加一个派对，但我真的很想去，” “就在今天晚上，请你答应！”
蓝月问：“今天晚上是吗？”甜贝尔认出了他脸上的神情。这跟每当瑞瑞正要拒绝事情时候的表情一模一样。幸运的是，甜贝尔知道该怎么做。她给蓝月秀出她最大、最明亮的双眸。
她尖叫道：“拜托？”飞板璐和小萍花也像甜贝儿一样秀出了他们充满希望的面孔。这对蓝月来说太过了。
“好吧……”他终于同意了。莉月这时对她的朋友们笑了，但当蓝月补充一句“但只有你带上珀月的话才可以去”时，她的脸又僵住了。
这时珀月边走进温室边说道：“别担心，老爸。我会密切关注她的。”甜贝尔不确定，但她感觉珀月并不只会这么做。
ps. 莉月一家因为书里没有给插图，只能通过文字来认识她们。（顺便再插一个小莉月的美照）
英文版：
Lilymoon was quiet as Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo walked her home. Sweetie Belle could see that Lilymoon was still bothered by how the other students had reacted to her cactus bars. She thought rather than bringing it up, it would be better to talk about something else. “Can you believe Snips said I’m a scaredy-pony?” she asked indignantly.
“Well, you don’t really like dangerous adventures,” Scootaloo pointed out.
“And yet not a big fan of Nightmare Night,” Apple Bloom added. Sweetie Belle couldn’t believe her friends weren’t talking her side!
“I know you’re brave,” Lilymoon said. “You’re coming to my house to hang out.”
Sweetie Belle had to admit that Lilymoon’s house was more than a little spooky. High on Horseshoe hill, it was covered in vines, practically melting into the trees around it. The floors creaked, the shutters rattled in the wind, and Sweetie Belle could swear the portraits of the ponies on the walls were watching her when she wasn’t looking. Still, friends stuck together, no matter how creepy their houses were. As the ponies approached the front door, Lilymoon’s ancient aunt popped out of the front hedge, startling them all. Her eyes were wild, and her tangled gray mane stuck out in every direction.
“Auntie Eclipse…what are you doing?” Lilymoon asked. Sweetie Belle thought she sounded worried about what the answer would be.
“Visiting my star spider friends, dear. They weave such interesting webs during the full moon, don’t you think?” Auntie Eclipse held up a hoof with spider crawling all over it. The Crusaders’ eyes went wide, but they nodded politely and edged past Auntie to the front door.
“Sorry,” Lilymoon whispered. “Auntie is… different.”
“That’s one word for it,” Scootaloo murmured. Lilymoon led the others into her house, but before they could reach the stairs, a voice called.
“Lilymoon! You’re finally home.” Lilymoon’s mother, Lumi Nation, walked in from the next room. She stopped when she noticed the other ponies. Sweetie Belle didn’t think she was very happy to see them. “And you’ve brought…friends,” Lumi added with no sound of welcome in her voice.
“They’re helping me get caught up at school,” Lilymoon said.
“Isn’t that nice?” Lumi Nation said, but to Sweetie Belle, it sounded like she thought just the opposite. “Well, don’t be too long. You have studying to do. And your father is counting on your help in the greenhouse. There isn’t much time before tonight.”
“Yes, mother,” Lilymoon said, already cantering up the stairs. The others followed close on her hooves.
“What’s tonight? Scootaloo asked.
“And what’s in the greenhouse?” Sweetie Belle wanted to know.
“And what are you studyin’?” Apple Bloom wondered. But Lilymoon shook her head.
“Upstairs,” she said. Once they were safety in Lilymoon’s room with the door closed, the Crusader got some answer. “My dad has all kinds of plant experiments you can do only at night,” Lilymoon explained. “And as for studying…” She gestured to a dusty stack of thick magical books piled up on her desk. Sweetie Belle thought they’d fit right in at Twilight’s library. “My family is big on magical research.”
“On top of your regular homework?” Scootaloo asked in disbelief.
Lilymoon nodded. “Guess cactus bars aren’t the only weird thing about us,” she said with a sigh.
“They were good! And the resta the class woulda realized that if they’d tired’em,” Apple Bloom said.
“They just need to get to know you like we do,” Scootaloo said.
“How? Have you seen how those other ponies look at me? They’ll never forgive me for that bogle, much less talk to me,” Lilymoon said.
Sweetie Belle perked up. She had an idea! “A birthday party!” she announced.
“Uh…it’s not my birthday,” Lilymoon said, raising an eyebrow.
“Not yours. Zipporwhill’s!” Sweetie Belle said excitedly, and everypony is welcome! If you come, the whole class will see you playing gamed and having fun—”
“And realize you’re just like us!” Scootaloo chimed in.
“Good thinkin’, Sweetie Belle!” Apple Bloom said. The Cursaders high-hooved one another in victory. Lilymoon frowned and flung the door open with her magic.
Her sister, Ambermoon, stood in the doorway!
“Were you spying on us?” Lilymoon asked. Ambermoon looked surprised to be caught but quickly covered it up with a haughty expression.
“You were stealing from me again!” Ambermoon sneered.
“I was not!” Lilymoon said, outraged.
“So somepony else keeps taking things from my room?” Ambermoon asked.
“Don’t be so dramatic.” Lilymoon rolled her eyes. “It was one candy cane for my lunch!”
“And my hoof polish and my book on dragon scales and my manebrush?” Ambermoon listed each item as if it were the most valuable treasure ever.
“I was borrowing!” Lilymoon exclaimed.
“Stealing,” Ambermoon corrected.
“Better than spying,” Lilymoon shot back. Ambermoon glared at her sister.
“You’re not going anywhere tonight,” she said, changing the subject. “Mother will never let you go to a Ponyville party.”
“I’m not asking mother,” Lilymoon said, trotting past her sister into the hallway. The Crusaders hurried to follow, but Sweetie Belle looked back to see that Ambermoon was watching them go with narrowed eyes. Apparently, Lilymoon and her sister didn’t get along very well.
Lilymoon led her friends outside to the greenhouse, a small building behind the cottage made of smoky green glass. Sweetie Belle thought it looked like the shiny shell of an enormous beetle squatting on the lawn. As they all stepped inside, Sweetie Belle could see the building was filled from top to bottom with plants. Some of them she recognized from Filly Guides as dangerous. And did some of them have…teeth? Sweetie Belle huddled closer to Scootaloo and Apple Bloom.
Lilymoon’s father, Bule Moon, was at the back of the greenhouse. He wore goggles and a lab coat. He looked up and saw his daughter and the Crusaders. He smiled—a little too widely.
“Well, hello there!” he said through his strange grin. “What can I help you young ponies with?”
“My friends invited me to a party, and I really want to go,” Lilymoon said in a rush. “It’s tonight. Please say yes!”
“Tonight?” Bule Moon asked. Sweetie Belle recognized the book on his face. It was the same look Rarity had whenever she was about to say no to something. Fortunately, Sweetie Belle knew what to do. She gave Blue Moon her biggest, shiniest eyes.
“Pleeeaaase?” she squeaked. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom added their hopeful faces to Sweetie Belle’s. It was too much for Blue Moon.
“All right…” he finally agreed. Lilymoon grinned to her friends. But her face froze when he added, “But only if you take Ambermoon with you.”
“Don’t worry, father. I’ll keep a close eye on her,” Ambermoon said, stepping into the greenhouse. Sweetie Belle couldn’t be sure, but she thought that sounded like a treat.