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You Look Good in PinkPinkie Pie waited impatiently at the train station, squinting down the tracks. She hopped up and down, ran around in a circle, made a quick snowpony, then sat down and sighed. It seemed like the train would never come. She ran over to the pony in the ticket window. "What time did you say the train was coming again?" she asked.
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The grey pony rolled his eyes. "As I just said not thirty seconds ago," he replied. "The train should be here in two or three minutes. Have some patience, ma'am."
Pinkie Pie sighed, then went to sit on a bench and stared down the tracks, fiddling with her scarf. "Come on, come on," she whispered.
Suddenly, her ears pricked as she heard a very faint whistle. She let out a gasp and sat up. "I can hear it! I can hear it!"
Soon, she could see it as well. She bounced eagerly as it slid into the station, looking up and down the cars. "Where is he? Where is he?" she wondered aloud.
As if to answer her question, a golden stallion in a cowpony hat and vest stepped off the