A very confused stallion stopped when he smelled the sweets and heard the festivities. He racked his mind, trying to no avail to think if there was a holiday on this particular day. When nothing came to mind, he shrugged to himself and began trotting forward again, though slower and in a more observant fashion this time, with his blue-grey eyes trying to peek around the edge of the trees which lined the road. When the town came into view from around the last few trees near said road, he took note of the banner and raised an eyebrow at the idea of a random holiday. Still, the young ones seemed to be having fun, and if all was well and good here, then he thought to make a distraction of the whole matter and slip in and out of town quietly. Thus the green Earth Pony trotted over the bridge and towards the town, eager to take a load off his hooves.