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Carrot Fields silently munched on a seasoned hay fry as he felt a bit embarrassed about what he had said; that is, until it was revealed to him that Dash didn’t understand what he really meant when he called her “bonnie”. He often forgot that the words he and his sister, Purple Haze, used were very localized, and not well understood by ponies in Equestria at large. In a small way, it gave him an advantage, such as right now, especially as Dash appeared to believe it meant something else. [colour=#ff8c00] “Weel “bonnie” in a way diz mean awesome, sae yeah!”[/colour] Carrot ate another fry and leave Dash’s assumption intact, but then he felt a twang of guilt, as "awesome" isn't what he meant, and leaving it at that just wasn't honest. He wasn’t sure why it was such a big deal to be completely truthful with a filly he basically just met, but in the back of his mind he knew somehow it was important to do so. [colour=#ff8c00]“Well… Ah mean, awesome is an interpretation, but back haem in Fet Loch, whit we mean by th' wuid is whit ye aw haur in Ponyville woods caa ‘beautiful’."[/colour] Carrot just smiled awkward as he quickly ate a stuffed Feathered Serpent Tortilla, trying to think of a way to move the conversation along before things got really awkward. In a flash he suddenly remembered, duh, they were at a convention! [colour=#ff8c00] “So ummm.. panels! waur thaur onie panels ye woods want tae attend? Ah am nae sure which ones tae gang tae myself, nae pure bein' a panel bloke. Actually Ah was hopin' fur autographs myself, loch frae Silverflash! Although ye ur a deid ringer fur 'er!”[/colour] [colour=#ff8c00] Keep talking like this Carrot and she is going to think you are some weird stallion with a crush on her or something.[/colour]

Well got the book, a couple interesting tidbits: The map that has been floating around for a few months now appears to be the official map, at least the book uses it. In the synopsis for Sisterhooves Social, they have a picture of Rarity's and Sweetie belle's parents that shows details not revealed in the episode; namely Rarity & Sweetie's father is a unicorn, and their mother's cutie mark is three chocolate chip cookies (one bitten), meaning she is likely a cook or a baker. Carrot Top is indeed called Golden Harvest, Bob Bon's ofical name is Sweetie Drops, and Colgate's is Minuette. Lyra though is not just Heartstrings, but Lyra Heartstrings. Dr. Whooves is officially listed as Dr. Hooves, so very close at least. Lotus (the spa pony) is Lotus Blossom (it does not mention her sister). Vinyl Scratch is listed as DJ-PON-3, of course that may be her stage name, and Octavia keeps the same name. The book has a picture of Derpy int he Cloudsdale section, she is sleeping, and her name is not given.

Also not doubt from the movie:

I am very sorry to see you go Scotchie, but I understand. I am however glad that you have made it through that dark time and found the sun again, I'll just miss joking about Eighties nostalgia and bad movies with you.

Flitter didn't pay close attention to the nuances of the speech the lavender pegasus was giving, as she figured anything important she needed to know would be told to her at the department level. Instead Flitter floated over to the posted listing that showed which pegasus was assigned to which department. It didn't really matter to her what department she was actually in, being equally inexperienced in all of them, but if she would know any of the others in the department she got assigned to. The gray-lavender mare verbally squeaked in joy half way through reading when she saw Cloudchaser's name printed for the Vaporization department. As if on cue, the tardy Cloudchaser came trotting up to her with blush inducing compliments in hoof. [colour=#cc99cc]"Awwww… thanks hon. Although I had to move my bow"[/colour]. Flitter brought her tail up along her side to show that she had tied her favorite bow to the end of it,[colour=#cc99cc] "it doesn't look as good down there, but oh well… Heh, if you want, I can tie it onto your tail instead! It be soooooo cute!" [/colour]Flitter just smirked, bows weren't Cloudchaser's style, so it was fun to occasionally "suggest" adding some to her mane or tail; truth was though Flitter was trying to be silly to deflect from her own nervousness at the general situation, and the pressure she felt. Of course Dash only added tot hat pressure when the rainbow maned pegasus popped up between the pair talking something about how the fate of Equestria was on their wings and the only thing between hungry little foals and starvation was them, at least that is how a suddenly worried Flitter took it. [colour=#cc99cc]"Oh come on… It isn't that bad! Is it?" [/colour] Surely Dash was just really exaggerating for effect and the worst thing that could really go wrong was a small rain delay, right? Yet again didn't that Sugar Apple say that Princess Luna would be in charge?? When did a weather factory need a princess to run things? The situation had to be serious! Still… Flitter just turned and looked at Cloudchaser with a quiver, [colour=#dda0dd]"it isn't that bad... Is it?"[/colour]

Silent nothing, I will openly admitted I pre-ordered from Amazon when I found out about it.

I believe it is soft covered, The size is 6.2 x 1 x 8.5 inches.

According to Amazon, the book is 256 pages long, so I am hoping it will discuss lore and maps extensively.

Also this scene alone makes the comic worth it:

So many covers...

Well according to the very link you provided at the end, both the name Cloudchaser and Stormwalker is just as correct for the character.

Flitter was excited, determined, and last but not least, nervous, complete with the stomach that no doubt held several butterflies. Unlike her marefriend, Cloudchaser, she wasn't a weather pony by trade, but a biologist! Well, more like a graduate student in biology, but soon to be a biologist! What was relevant at the moment though was despite not having real weather experience, Flitter had an opportunity to help at the weather factory in Cloudsdale as part of ad-hoc, emergency crew gathered to prepare the Spring rains; something that beemed her with pride as she saw the huge factory come into view behind the opening cumulus. As the light gray-lavendar mare came in for a landing, she sported dark and light lavender leg warmers, a matching scarf, and her favorite pair of goggles that she bought for last year's tornado. Comfortable. Fashionable. Practical! That was who Flitter was! She was sure of that fact, that is until she looked about and realized that he may have over-dressed just a wee bit. Worse, she heard who was no doubt the forepony, announce that she had to wear a uniform… Flitter made a blegh face as she put on the plain white coat and hat, at least she could keep the goggles and leg warmers on; not as fashionable but still doable; at least she wouldn't look any dorkier than anypony else, right? The lavender mare made an exaggerated salute once she had, [colour=#9999cc]"Flitter, reporting for her job, er, duty! Just tell me where to go!" [/colour] This was exciting, although, where was Cloudchaser?

[colour=#800080]Cheerilee[/colour] Cheerilee stood back up on all four, dark spots floating in front of her eyes, but more or less able to make out what was around her. She was used to such accidents - there wasn't a year that went by where there wasn't a few magical accidents in class caused by young unicorns just coming into their powers. Cheerilee smiled to Guiding Light as she rubbed her eyes, [colour=#800080]“that's alright, Guiding, I know you were just trying to help. You just need a little more practice, is all!” [/colour]The schoolmare rubbed his mane to show there were no ill feelings. How could their be? She adored all her students. Although there was still one concern, the present! Cheerilee looked at Ingrid with a worried expression,[colour=#800080] “oh, ummm ... it was a small rectangle, just big enough to fit a comp-, er um, a little bigger than an apple.”[/colour] Surely it was somewhere in the barn, she just had to look through the mess strewn about. It wasn't that bad ... Oh, who was she kidding? The barn looked like its own personal tornado had touched down. [colour=#FF8C00]Carrot Fields[/colour] Carrot Fields looked aghast as Pinkie mockingly attempted his Fet Loch accent. And badly, too! That wasn't very nice of her! [colour=#ff8c00]“Hey, now... Where Oi hie from, everypony talks loik -”[/colour] Carrot stopped short at the next statement,[colour=#ff8c00] “Oye! That's nae my fault! Oi just.. Just, well, Oi've nae connected wi' the roit mare yet! Oi'm sure Oi kin find... Did ye say dark cloud?”[/colour] Carrot shook his head, this is ridiculous, she was ridiculous! And cute, but that was beside the point. As shocked as he was at Pinkie's insinuations, Carrot was horrified what she did next with the chickens! [colour=#ff8c00]“Are ye crazy! What are ye doin' tae those poor hens!?” [/colour] Who lets this nut anywhere near animals?! He didn't have a choice! Carrot pushed back the coffee bag as far away from her as he could and grabbed the poor poultry from Pinkie's forehooves, shooing the traumatized pair back outside to their hutch. At least his sister wasn't in there. Purple would have completely flipped out at the travesty of cake making. He slammed the door and ran back. He needed a calm spot, something calming, something to distract him from the stressful stuff, just for a moment. Calm, relaxing, white dress, sleek mane, wow … Applejack's friends were so... Stunning! His eyes settled on Dash, trying to figure out what sugar was while in her beautiful dress. [colour=#ff8c00]“Wow, ye look gorgeous ...” Carrot Fields! You thinking about that now?! “Er, I mean... confused! Aye, th' sugar! Yeah, broon, it is actually supposed tae be broon. heh, its a special type ay sugar, it is fine, troost me! It will wark!”[/colour] Carrot stood there with a big, goofy grin, he certainly was no cook but he certainly didn't have much desire to leave the kitchen, he just wasn't really sure what to do next.

Foals typically found having to speak in front of class annoying, but Cheerilee always felt it was important that every student learned something every day, even if things didn't go as planned; and really, when did they ever? So it was no surprise the answers she got were as diverse as her class, ranging from boastful to disheartening to endearingly sweet, with a few strange responses that didn't quite make any sense mixed in for good measure. None though surprised her, not even the bizarre ones, in fact she actually expected it. One response from the class though did worry her, and that was little Reno's reply about "some ponies are just acting nice but in reality don't like you at all". There were only two ways to read into that statement, either he was being bullied, or he was being shunned, in either case it was a problem. Cheerlee wasn't going to inquire right then, it would only serve to put the poor foal on the spot and possible worsen his situation with his peers. Instead she made a mental note to find out what was wrong later, discretely. Still, all in all it was a good day despite all the insanity. [colour=#800080] "Well class it looks like we all learned a lot today and some of it was even on how orchards worked!” [/colour] Cheerilee laughed, “[colour=#800080] I am afraid though it is time to head back to the train station, we don't want to be late, since I am sure you all are eager to get back home for the weekend!" [/colour]The timing couldn't be better, after the events of today, she needed the time off, but there was one more reminder before they headed out, [colour=#800080]"Oh and don't forget, you all need to do your report on farms and have it ready by the next school day!"[/colour] So many collective groans, but learning didn't stop for weekends! As she observed the students gathering to file out, Cheerilee contemplated how to best thank Zecora for her help. She wanted to be culturally sensitive, but how? She knew so little about zebra customs, in fact the only real clue she had was that surprise kiss Zecora gave her earlier. It sure seemed a bit intimate but such friendly, close gestures must be normal for zebras. otherwise why would have Zecora done it? “Miss Zecora, if you like, you can travel back with us of course; I'll be happy to spot you a ticket, it is the least I can do for your help bringing in Reno and helping chaperon the class.” Cheerilee smiled brightly if not a little awkwardly as she approached the zebra mare, [colour=#800080]C'mon Cheerilee, this isn't difficult and it would show her you appreciate her in her own traditon, just do it. [/colour] With a blush, Cheerilee leaned forward and kissed Zecora on the cheek, [colour=#800080]“thank you”.[/colour] That just left their cordial host. Sure there was some awkward, and completely unexpected, moments involving Apple Bumpkin, but she meant well. Truth was Cheerilee was pretty flattered that somepony would come right out and tell her how they thought she was beautiful and all. Granted it was strange but the Apple mare's heart was in the right place. [colour=#800080]“Well Miss Bumpkin, thank you once again for hosting us, and I personally appreciate you being so understanding about the tree and all; hope we didn't cause your cousin too much stress.” [/colour] Cheerilee gave an awkward but sincere smile, [colour=#800080]“Hopefully we can arrange a trip to you farm again next year, and well... Perhaps you and I can get together sometime soon in Ponyville and chat about stuff over coffee, get to know each other better.”[/colour] There, that sounded both personal and professional, at least Cheerilee hoped it did. [colour=#800080]“Alright class, let's head out now, and don't forget to thank Miss Bumpkin on your way out! Let's head back to Ponyville!”[/colour]