These are bonus epilogues to the story One Night Only. They will make absolutely no sense until you read that first!
Bonus Epilogue 1
A very strong hoof knocked on the door to the attic apartment of Sugarcube Corner. "Miss Pinkie Pie?"
"Yeeesssss?" Pinkie said as her head emerged from the heart-shaped opening to see two jet black colts with brown, wide-brimmed hats standing just outside.
"We're here to collect," said the pony with a cutie mark shaped like a shovel. "My colleague and I are authorized to use any means necessary to recoup the losses of our employer."
"What are you collecting? Did you order a cake? That's downstairs."
"No, Miss Pie," the other pony, the one with a cutie mark in the form of a two-by-four with a nail stuck in it, said, "as my colleague said, you are responsible for the losses of our employer in the form of forty thousand bits."
"I don't have forty thousand bits," said Pinkie.
"Well, that's a problem, right, Mister Club?" The colts were grinning. This was their favorite part of the job.
"Yes, Mister Spade. I do believe that Miss Pie owes our employer forty thousand bits, as stipulated in this contract." Mister Club pulled out a lengthy document and started showing it to the confused Pinkie Pie. "It says here that you, as the employer of Miss Derpy Hooves, are responsible for any collaterals incurred during her delivery. Your courier destroyed the Fillydelphia Opera House, which was worth exactly forty thousand bits."
"What? Oh! Did you say Fillydelphia? Excuse me!" Pinkie Pie grinned and disappeared into her apartment. The debt collectors heard some noise of digging and crashing. They smiled at each other. She's desperate now, they thought, and she'll scrounge up as much as she can. It won't be enough, but that's why this job is fun.
"There you go gentlecolts! Enjoy!" Pinkie Pie opened the door, tossed a scroll at Mister Club and slammed the door shut at superpony speed. All the visitors saw was a pink blur. Annoyed, they opened up and read the scroll
To whom it may concern,
Let it be known that Pinkie Pie, Spirit of Laughter, Savior of Equestria, has saved Fillydelphia from utter destruction by a plague of parasprites. By royal decree, Pinkie Pie shall not be held accountable for property damange in Fillydelphia---especially party-related damage, for the next three years.
Your most gentle ruler,
Bonus Epilogue 2
To: Fillydelphia Opera House Management
Re: Request for Lighting Equipment Refund
The Great and Powerful Trixie does not give refunds, especially when neighsayers such as yourself misuse the most magical and magnificent equipment that The Great and Powerful Trixie herself has enchanted personally. Now, begone!
Tremble in Awe!
The Great and Powerful Trixie
Chief Enchanting Officer
Trixie's Stagecraft Equipment and Artifacts
"So this is the next one the boss wanted us to track down, Mister Club?"
"Yes, Mister Spade. But I've heard that this Trixie lady once single-hoofedly defeated an Ursa Major at Hoofington."
"I thought it was in Stalliongrad."
"The point is, Mister Spade, I don't think we'll be getting a bit from this pony either."
"Well, Mister Club, I guess we'll have to graze wild grass for dinner again."
"Life sure is hard when your special talent is breaking leg."