Cranky had been the first recipient—to be honest, victim—of her new resolution to welcome anyone.  She’d pulled out all the stops to assure the donkey he’d be welcome; that, too, had failed utterly.  He was wound up tighter than her parents, a thought which gave her chills.  While it had also worked out in the end, there had been the not-unrealistic fear that she would be the pony who drove him out of Ponyville, and such a thing simply could not be.  What kind of party pony scared off the new folks?