((OOC, Magi and I are trying a little experiment since Glory and Magnum are one of those couples that don't shut up, Pink is me, Cream is him. Comic sans is on purpose. They're the type that think it's cute.)) Meanwhile, a few streets over, the demise of Rarity's calm and collected upper hoof shambled along carrying stacks of multicoloured packages, souvenirs from their vacation. [colour=#800080]"Oh goodness, Magnum, won't it be great to see our little gals again? I sure hope that Sweetiebelle an' Rarity had a wonderful time while we were outta town."[/colour], a pink unicorn blurted out while trying to balance a large stack on her back.[colour=#800080] "And I sure hope that Rarity loves these here sweaters we brought her back from Las Pegasus. The diamonds will just set off her eyes, won't they?"[/colour] The white, mustachio'ed stallion following her wasn't carrying anything, but not by choice. Their luggage had already been brought home. Well, most of it. All that was left was in the cart. As per usual he seemed quite excited about this visit. Why shouldn't he be? He'd get to hear about how much fun his little girls had while they were away! [colour=#800000]"I'm sure they had a great time, Butter Tart! Rarity will love them sweaters, they'll make 'er just as pretty as 'er mum!" [/colour]Always the charmer. It was so the mustache. [colour=#800000]"Maybe next time we'll take em' with us, eh? It's been too long since we had ourselves a family vacation! Just think! A whooole week with the fillies, just like when they were small"[/colour] [colour=#800080]"Oh you!"[/colour], Glory replied, nudging him tenderly with a hoof. A beribboned package falling from its precarious perch on her plump rump into the dusty street. [colour=#800080]"You know just how to make a an ol' mare feel young and purty again. Canya be a dear and pick that up, sugar lumps? Jus' plop it right back atop the pile there. I can't see it without turnin' 'round and droppin' the rest of 'em." [/colour] [colour=#800000]"Sure thing, dearest!"[/colour] not a moment spared, and the package was magicked back up to its previous spot. He never had any trouble feeding her compliments. He knew Glory was worried about her appearance, but Magnum was having none of it! He wasn't just blowin' smoke when he said she was as pretty as when he married her! [colour=#800000]"Y'sure you don't want me to take somma them, Honey Bunny? Don't want you strainin' yerself, now" [/colour]The last thing he wanted was for his wonderful wife to accidentally hurt her back, just before paying their daughters a no-doubt very appreciated visit! [colour=#800080]"Oh Snookums, but your bum knee, I don't mind, really I don't. An' they're justa buncha sweaters and scarves. Ain't no strain on these flanks!"[/colour] She looked up, surprised, at the front door of the Carousel Boutique. [colour=#800080] "Welp, I guess we're here!"[/colour] Busting in the door, shaking the packages off her back and into the glossy parquet of the shop entrance, she took a big breath and yelled. "[colour=#800080]Rarity! Sweetiebelle! Your Momsy and Popsy are back from VAAACCAAATION! And we've got PRESENTS!"[/colour]