Aqua Marine trotted out of her apartment, carrying her suitcase, with her pet, Quack at her side. She took one last long look at the calle outside her apartment. Even though the sun was just beginning to rise, the busy Manehattan calle was already bustling with ponies on their way to work, and taxies. she took one last longing look at her bracelet her friend made her, and with Quack at her side, spread her wings and took off to the skies. Good-bye Manehattan, hello Ponyville.
