It was another, semi-normal day in Ponyland. Firefly was flying around with Fluey on her back, doing the Double Inside Out Loop.

"How does your uncle feel about you doing the loop?" she asked.

"It's cool with him," Fluey replied. "Actually, if my mom knew I was doing the loop, she'd flip out more than you do."

Firefly laughed, and indeed, flipped. Down on the ground, Mike was picking apples with Applejack, and tossing them into a basket.

"It's just you and Fluey today, huh?" Applejack asked.

"Yep," Mike replied. "It's Saturday, and Fluey's usually up for Ponyland. Jerry's got that show of his to do, and Micky, Davy, and Peter were busy today."

Applejack nodded. Mike threw an apple down to her, but she wasn't paying attention, and it accidentally hit her in the head.

BONK!

"Ouch!" she shouted.

"Sorry," Mike said. "What are you lookin' at?"

"Nothing, really," Applejack said. "I'm just wondering where Peter is. I haven't seen him up here lately. On the weekdays, it's usually all of you Monkees, and Jerry, except for Peter lately, and then come Saturday, you guys bring Fluey up here. And Megan, Danny, and Molly are here all the time, too. Is he busy or something?"

"No, he's just spendin' time with his girlfriend."

"Girlfriend? I didn't know he had a girlfriend!"

"Yeah. Her name's Valerie and she is a groove."

Applejack nodded, and she and Mike continued to pick apples.

At the moment, Peter was at his girlfriend's house. Her name was Valerie Cartwright. They were sitting out on her balcony, drinking tea and eating cookies, just enjoying the beautiful day.

"It's a nice day, isn't it?" Peter asked, smiling his World's Greatest Smile.

"Yes it is," Valerie said. "I'm glad we're spending more time together. I haven't seen you much lately. What have you been doing?"

"Oh . . . . . stuff."

Peter picked up his tea cup, and took a long sip, hoping he wouldn't have to answer. Unfortunately, that would last very long. Surprise happened to be flying by, looking for Peter. Like the other little ponies, she had no idea Peter had a girlfriend. And Valerie knew nothing about the little ponies, either. Unlike Megan, who told Danny and Molly about Ponyland, Peter was intent on keeping this a secret.

In any case, Peter saw Surprise, and nearly had a heart attack. His eyes nearly popped out of his sockets, and he promptly dropped the tea cup, and it fell to the floor, smashing to pieces. He also fell out of his chair.

CRASH!

"ACK!" he screamed, once he hit the ground.

"Peter, are you all right?" Valerie asked, immediately standing up. She put her tea cup down and ran over.

"I'm fine, I'm fine," Peter said, scrambling to his feet. "Nothing to worry about."

"That was some crash. Are you sure you're all right?"

"Yeah, great, no problemo whatsoever. Heh, heh. Uhh . . . . listen, I really have to go. I'll see you later, okay?"

"Okay, sure, Peter."

"Great, bye!"

And with that, Peter dashed out of the house. Valerie watched him go, and shrugged. She wasn't going to worry about it now.

Peter rendezvoused with Surprise out in the alley behind the apartment building. He climbed onto her back, and sighed.

"Don't ever do that to me again!" he shouted. "I nearly broke my neck!"

"So how was I to know you were here?" Surprise asked. "We've flown by here a million times before and never saw you here. Who was the girl?"

"That was Valerie," Peter said. "She's my girlfriend."

"Oooohhhh. Peter Tork, you sly dog, you!"

"Stop it, Surprise."

"Okay, I'm sorry. So why didn't you introduce us?"

"Because I haven't told her about you guys yet."

"And why not?"

"There's a reason. I just . . . . . don't want to tell you."

Surprise shrugged (well, shrugged as best as a pony could shrug), and flew to Ponyland. Once she landed, Fluey and Masquerade walked over to them.

"Well, howdy there, stranger," Fluey said.

"Very funny," Peter replied.

"Where have you been this past week?" Masquerade asked. "We barely see you around here anymore."

"I was with my girlfriend, who doesn't know anything about the little ponies," Peter replied.

"Why don't you tell her?" Fluey asked, shrugging. "Val's cool. She'll dig the ponies."

"Yeah, but her mother won't," Peter said. "Mrs. Cartwright isn't too thrilled with me as a boyfriend for Valerie. You know the family is rich, and I'm part of an out of work rock band. If I tell Valerie about the ponies, she'll tell her mother, and then her mother will have me committed!"

Peter did have a point about that, and Fluey and the little ponies knew it. A lot of people over the rainbow just didn't seem to grasp the fact that little multi colored ponies with wings and horns (especially ones that could talk) really existed, even in a parallel universe.

"Besides," Peter said. "She'd never believe me."

"That's true," Fluey said. "I've told the stories to my friends and they all think we're all cracked."

"So I guess I nearly blew it, huh?" Surprise asked.

"Yeah, you sure did," Peter said. "But that's okay. Let's not think about that now."

The others agreed and started towards the Estate for a little fun. By the time Peter got back home for the night, the phone rang. The minute he picked it up, he wished he hadn't.

"Where have you been?!" Valerie cried. "I've been trying to call you all day!"

"I was out," Peter said.

"Obviously. Out where, might I ask?"

"With Mike and Fluey. You know, we were just . . . . . doing stuff."

"Guy stuf?"

"Well . . . . ."

"So what kind of guy stuff did you do today?"

"Well, we just sort of went riding."

That wasn't a total lie. Peter was with Mike and Fluey, and riding was involved. He just didn't mention where he was riding, and what he was riding.

"You've been spending a lot of time with Mike and Fluey," Valerie said.

"Well, Mike is one of my best friends, and Fluey is my nephew," Peter pointed out. "And you've been busy, too. You work for your dad at his bank. Neither of us can be in two places at once."

"I guess you're right. Well, I don't have to work tomorrow. Want to hang out?"

"No, I can't. I've got something planned. But we can do dinner tomorrow night. How's that sound?"

"We'll go to the café in town. Say at seven? I'll meet you there."

"Sounds perfect to me."

Peter hung up the phone and sighed. The next morning, The Monkees, Fluey, and Jerry were in Ponyland, and all the little ponies were running around like crazy, preparing for something or another. Truly was walking about, practically barking orders.

"Is the stage ready?" she asked. "Where are the balloons? Don't skimp on the decorations!"

"What's going on?" Jerry asked.

"Truly's got a fashion show going," Gusty said. "It starts at five on the dot, and everything has to be ready by then."

"It didn't help much that she happened to mention it just today!" Sparkler shouted, in Truly's direction.

"Hmph!" Truly shouted. She ignored Sparkler, and began barking orders again.

"Guys, I'm glad you and the others are here, I need someone with hands!" she shouted.

"What do you want us for?" Micky asked.

"Micky, I need you take pictures," Truly said. "Not one of the little ponies here can work a camera!"

"Okay," Micky said.

"The rest of you can enjoy the show," Truly said.

"Okay, but I gotta get out of here by seven," Peter replied.

Truly practically threw a camera to Micky, ignored Peter, and began to continue setting things up. Once everything was ready, Truly strutted out on stage wearing a gold dress, and glasses. Micky snapped a few pictures.

"So who else is modeling?" he asked.

"No one but Truly," Gusty said. "This is a one pony fashion show."

Peter got a grim look on his face, sat and watched the show, anyway. He figured that Truly couldn't take too long. How many outfits could she have possibly owned, anyway?

About forty-five, and Truly took forever getting out of one, and into another, and then she took even longer on the runway, posing for pictures. She had about five poses per outfit, and took about ten minutes getting changed into one.

"You love me!" she gushed to the audience. "You really love me!"

"Oh brother," Gusty groaned.

Finally, Truly was finished, and she walked over towards Micky.

"I can't wait to see what develops!" she shouted.

"We'll have to do the developing later," Mike said. "There is absolutely no way we're droppin' this off at the drug store. That could cause some trouble."

"Oh, of course, of course," Truly said. "Now then, how about a little after fashion show party?"

"Sounds good to me!" Applejack shouted, and she raced into the Estate.

"Come on, Peter," Truly said, giving him a little nudge. "Even the audience has to eat!"

"But . . . ." Peter started.

"No buts! I insist!" Truly shouted.

Peter sighed, and gave in. By the time he got back down over the rainbow, it was already ten thirty, and he knew he had messed up big time. The café where he was supposed to meet Valerie had closed, so he went up to her house, and rang the bell. She was less than pleased to see him so late.

"Where were you?!" she demanded. "I waited at the café for over three hours and you never even showed up!"

"I'm sorry," Peter said. "I lost track of the time. Truly wanted Micky to take some photos for this fashion show she was doing and she wanted the rest of us to watch and . . . . ."

"Who's Truly?!"

"Oops!"

Peter blushed scarlet. He hadn't meant to let that slip. Valerie was practically shooting daggers at him. She had her arms folded tightly across her chest, waiting for an explanation.

"Truly?" Peter asked, practically squeaking. "Well, ahhh, she's . . . . . she's . . . ."

"Another woman!" Valerie shouted. "Is that where you were yesterday, too? I never believed it when you said you were always out with the Monkees, but I never thought that you could be a two timer, Peter Tork!"

"Valerie, listen, Truly's not . . . . . I mean she's . . . . well . . . . ."

"As far as I'm concerned, Peter, you can just go spend all your time with this Truly person, because I never want to see your lying, two timing face again, you rat!"

And with that, Valerie slammed the door. Peter sighed, and went back to the Pad. The minute he got inside, he burst into tears.

"Hey, what happened, Big Peter?" Micky asked.

"Valerie," Peter said. "She . . . . well, I mentioned Truly, and she thought she was another woman, and she said she never wanted to see my lying, two timing face again, and she called me a rat!"

"Ooh, harsh," Fluey commented.

"You're gonna 'ave to tell 'er about Ponyland, if that's the case, Petah," Davy said.

"But Davy!" Peter shouted. "She'll never believe it!"

"Take 'er those photos of Truly. She'll 'ave to believe you when she sees them."

Peter sighed, and went to bed. There was no way out of this one, if he ever wanted to be on speaking terms with Valerie again, that is. So the next day, Micky had developed the pictures from Truly's fashion show. Peter looked over them and sighed.

"I seriously doubt she'll believe me," he said.

"You'll never know unless you go over there," Micky said.

Peter nodded, and was off. Once he got to Valerie's door, he rang the bell. Once she opened it, she gave him a Look.

"Oh it's you," she said.

"Yeah, it's me," Peter said. "Listen about last night, I want to explain something. Truly happens to be a friend of mine who's fashion conscious and she wanted to have a fashion show and she wanted Micky to take the pictures, and the rest of us to watch. There is no romantic interest in between us at all. As a matter of fact, I have a picture of Truly with me right here."

Peter whipped out the pictures, and gave them to Valerie. She gave Peter a glare, and flipped through the photos. As a matter of fact, the more photos she flipped through, the more confused she looked.

"These are just pictures of a pony wearing clothes," she said.

"That's right," Peter said. "Truly is a pony. She lives in Dream Valley which is over the rainbow."

"A pony who lives . . . . ."

"I've been going to Ponyland for weeks now, and I never told you because I didn't think you'd believe me. But it's true. Truly is a pony."

Valerie went through the pictures again. She began looking at some of the things that Micky had caught in the background of the photos. Things like the other little ponies.

"What's that?" she asked.

"That's a Pegasus," Peter said, looking at the picture. "But I can't tell which one."

"And this one?"

"That's Glory. She's a unicorn. And this here? This is Gingerbread, and she's a Twinkle Eye pony."

"I see," Valerie nodded. "So where do they all live again?"

"Dream Valley. In Ponyland, at the Paradise Estate."

"Do I get to meet them?"

"Do you want to meet them?"

"Well, I figure if you're going to see them all the time, why can't I, too?"

"Yeah, okay. But not today. I thought today we could go try to café bit again. That is if you're up to it."

"Sure. Then you can tell me about these pony friends of yours."

Peter nodded, and he and Valerie started out the door, out of house, and down the street to the café. While they were there, Peter told Valerie about how he and the Monkees met the ponies, how Jerry became involved with them, and how Fluey met them as well. Valerie was riveted.

"This is incredible," she said.

"Wait'll you meet them," Peter said.

After lunch, Peter brought Valerie to the Pad, and who should just be arriving but Lofty and Locket.

"Hi!" they cheered.

"Eek!" Valerie screamed, and she jumped behind Peter.

"It's okay, Valerie," Peter said. "It's just Lofty and Locket. Two of the ponies I told you about."

"Hi Peter!" Lofty shouted. "Want to come to Ponyland?"

"Okay!" Peter shouted. "Want to come, Valerie? You can ride Lofty, and I'll ride Locket."

"I . . . . I . . . . I don't know . . . . I mean, I've ridden horses before, but never . . . . flying horses!"

"It's okay," Lofty said. "Hop on! Flying is easy!"

Valerie took a deep breath, and climbed onto Lofty's back. Peter smiled, and climbed onto Locket.

"See, Valerie?" he asked. "There's nothing to be scared of. Just be thankful you're not on Firefly, because she does this Double Inside Out Loop trick that's really dangerous."

"What?!"

If Lofty hadn't taken off, Valerie would have climbed off her back in a flash. Valerie let out a frightened scream, and clutched Lofty's mane with every ounce of strength she had. She had her eyes squeezed shut, and she was leaning into Lofty's neck.

"I can't look!" she shouted.

"Hey, looks like you two are a perfect match," Lofty teased.

"Lofty!" Locket scolded.

"No, it's okay, Locket," Peter said. "Everyone knows I'm a big scaredy cat. But Valerie usually isn't. She's just not used to riding Pegasus ponies."

"I can tell," Lofty said. The flight was a bit painful for her, since Valerie was pulling on her mane so tightly, but Valerie didn't realize it, and Lofty knew she was just scared.

After awhile, Lofty and Locket landed in Ponyland. Peter and Valerie climbed off. Valerie looked around and stared at the place in awe.

"Oh Peter!" she shouted, as she looked at all the green hills and trees, colorful flowers, and the bright blue sky.

"Welcome to Ponyland, Valerie," Peter replied. "This is our home away from home."

"It's beautiful!" Valerie shouted.

"If you think Dream Valley's nice, wait'll you see the Mushromp and Flutter Valley," Lofty replied.

Valerie couldn't get over how green everything was. And how blue the sky was. Usually, in Los Angeles, there was a ton of smog covering the sky, so it was hard to see exactly a beautiful blue sky like this. The Pegasus ponies were frolicking among the clouds, laughing, and chasing each other.

"Coming through!" Firefly shouted, and she made one of her not-so-perfect landings, slamming right into Valerie and Peter, knocking them both off their feet.

"Ow!" Peter shouted.

"Firefly!" Lofty and Locket shouted in unison.

"See, that's what I was telling you about," Peter said, helping Valerie to her feet. "Firefly, this is my girlfriend, Valerie. Valerie, this is my friend, Firefly."

"Hiya," Firefly said. "Sorry about the landing."

"Oh, that's all right," Valerie said, brushing herself off. "No harm done."

"Come on," Lofty said, nudging Valerie. "We'll give you a grand tour of Dream Valley and Paradise Estate."

Valerie nodded, and followed Peter and the three Pegasus ponies around the area. They showed Valerie all the rooms, where she met Cupcake in the kitchen, Wind Whistler in the library, and Brandy the dog in the bedroom.

After the grand tour of the Estate, Lofty, Locket, Firefly, and Peter showed Valerie the pond where she met the Sea Ponies. The final stop on the tour was the nursery. The baby ponies were all playing, jumping around, chasing each other, that sort of thing. They all stopped when they saw Valerie standing there.

"We get new friend?" Baby Tiddly Winks asked.

"Yep," Lofty said. "This is Peter's girlfriend, Valerie. Valerie, these are the baby ponies."

"Oh look at all of you!" Valerie shouted, kneeling down. "They're all so cute!"

Right away, the baby ponies knew that they were going to like Valerie. They all came running over to her.

"Can we play with her, Peter?" Baby Moondancer asked.

"Pwetty pwease?" Baby Shady asked.

Valerie laughed. Of course she was going to play with the baby ponies! She thought they were all too cute! The baby ponies liked Valerie as well. They all ran around playing tag, and then they played a game of catch. The baby ponies were running and frolicking, having a great time, when they suddenly started to feel tired.

"I think it's time for a nap," Valerie said. She was met by a chorus of very loud groans.

"We don't wanna take a nap!" Baby Surprise shouted.

"I know," Valerie said. "But look at all of you. You're all tired. I think it's time you all took a nap."

All the baby ponies muttered to themselves, but walked into the nursery and climbed into their beds. Valerie turned off all the lights, pulled down the shades, and sang them a little lullaby.

"Sweet dreams," she said.

Valerie left the nursery, and went back to the Estate to find Peter. He was sitting on Locket's back, and Lofty was next to them.

"I was just about to look for you," Peter said. "We're ready to leave."

"Okay," Valerie said, and she climbed on Lofty's back, still a little nervously.

"Don't worry," Lofty said. "You'll get used to it."

Valerie nodded, and Locket and Lofty took off. They returned to Valerie's balcony, and let Valerie off.

"That was really nice, Peter," she said. "I can't wait to do it again."

"Any time you want to go to Ponyland, just give me a call," Peter said. "And the ponies will be glad to have you, right guys?"

"Sure!" Lofty shouted.

"You bet," Locket said. "Bye, Valerie!"

"See you later!" Lofty shouted, and the two Pegasus flew to the Pad to drop Peter off.

When they got to the Pad, Micky, Davy, and Fluey were waiting for him.

"Well?" Micky asked.

"Did Valerie like Ponyland?" Fluey asked.

"She loved it," Peter said, smiling. "She can't wait to go back."

"Great!" Davy shouted.

Peter smiled, and waved to Lofty and Locket, as they flew back to Ponyland. Then he went back inside the Pad to get some rest. It had been a long day, but as far as Peter was concerned, it was a great day.

The End