>Sensing a negative consensus on this side of the crowd, the Stallions move away to find some other ponies to convince.
>The rest of the crowd in that area moves on.
>The party is left in the peripheral of the commotion.
>Suddenly, they hear a squeaky voice.
"There they are!"
>It's Sweetie Belle.
>She runs up with her friends in tow, catching her breath.
"We're all in big trouble..."
>Next applebloom speaks up with tears in her eyes:
"We know what we did was wrong, and we're really sorry. We just really wanted to get our cutie marks"
>Scootaloo chips in.
"And we heard there is gold in the west, we're going to get gold mining cutie marks!"
>Sweetie bell clarifies.
"But we need chaperones to supervise us on the train and our sisters are mad at us..."
>Scootaloo picks it back up.
"And it's kind of your fault we are in trouble"
>Sweetie Belle finishes.
"Would you please come with us? We will pay for all of the tickets"
>They look up at the party like dogs begging for food at the dinner table.