“The mayor had called an assembly, and she’d said that there weren’t any monsters and everything was fine but some ponies had gotten hurt during the training exercise.  Oh, I should have known.  I should have come last night.  I’m so sorry.”  Bon Bon stuck her muzzle into her saddlebags.  “I made you some of your favorite candy yesterday,” she muttered around a bag.  “I knew if I made them you’d come back to eat them.”