Sandy Hills gave her a cheery smile. "That's it!" She scooped up the two stacks of bureaucracy manifest and shuffled them into neat stacks, then set one of them into her bags. No foal was going to prance around Ponyville without papers on their watch, no sir. "These will go to the town hall, and these are for you." She picked up the other pile and slid it into the cheap set of brown paper saddlebags Flowing Fields had retrieved from under the desk for Dash. "Keep those forms safe, okay?"