Party of One is the twenty-fifth episode of My Little Engine: Friendship is Magic. It is a parody of the My Little Pony episode of the same name.


  • Rosie as Pinkie Pie
  • Mavis as Twilight Sparkle
  • Trevor as Gummy
  • Emily as Rarity
  • Marion as Applejack
  • Belle as Rainbow Dash
  • Molly as Fluttershy
  • Thomas as Spike
  • Caitlin as Mrs. Cake
  • Lady Hatt as Princess Celestia (mentioned)


[knock knock knock knock]
Mavis: Oh! Hi, Rosie...
This is your singing telegram
I hope it finds you well
You're invited to a party
'Cause we think you're really swell
Trevor's turning one year old
So help us celebrate
The cake will be delicious
The festivities first-rate
There will be games and dancing
Bob for apples, cut a rug [pop]
And when the party's over
We'll gather 'round for a group hug
[Slowing down]
No need to bring a gift
Being there will be enough
Birthdays mean having fun with friends
Not getting lots of stuff
[Breathing heavily]
It won't be the same without you
So we hope that you say yes
So, please, oh please R.S.V.P.
And come, and be our guest!
Rosie: [rasping voice] Next time, I think I'll just pass out written invitations.
theme song
Belle: Nice one! Now, let me show you how it's really done.
Rosie: Hey, girls!
Belle: Hey, Rosie!
Marion: Howdy!
Rosie: [squeal] Just wanted to tell you how happy I am that you could make it to Trevor's party.
Marion: Are you kiddin'? I wouldn't have missed it for the world.
Belle: Me neither. When Rosie throws a party, I am there! Ta-da!
Rosie: Aw! It's just a boring old apple. Don't worry, there are plenty of other surprises in there.
Belle: [spits] What kind of surprises?
Rosie: I can't tell you that, silly. Then it wouldn't be a surprise.
Marion: [laughs]
Emily: This punch is simply divine. Is this the same recipe you used for your "Spring Has Sprung" party?
Rosie: Nope! Something new.
Emily: [spits]
Rosie: It's Trevor's favorite.
Emily: [gulp]
Rosie: Ooh, this is my jam!
Emily: [spits]
Rosie: Having fun?
Mavis: A blast!
Molly: You always throw the best parties, Rosie.
Rosie: They're always the best parties 'cause my best friends are always there!
Mavis: Yah!
Molly: [yelp]
Rosie: C'mon, everyengine! Trevor wants to dance! Go, Trevor! It's your birthday! Go, Trevor! It's your birthday!
Marion: Hoo-wee! I am beat! I haven't danced that much since... Well, since your last party. Thanks again for the invite!
Belle: See ya later, birthday engine!
Emily: Bravo for hosting yet another delightful soiree.
Molly: It's been lovely.
Rosie: You sure you don't wanna stay? There's still some cake left.
Mavis: Uh, I think I'm gonna pass. Great party though. We should do this again soon.
Rosie: [gasp] We should do this again soon!
[knock knock knock knock]
Mavis: Oh! Hi, Ros-
Rosie: It's soon!
Mavis: Pardon me?
Rosie: You said we should have another party soon, and... it's soon! Here's your invitation!
Mavis: "You're invited to Trevor's 'after-birthday' party. This afternoon at 3 o'clock."
Rosie: All our bestest friends are invited, and there's gonna be dancing, and games, and cake, and ice-cream, and punch!
Mavis: This afternoon? As in, "this afternoon" this afternoon?
Rosie: Yes, indeedy!
Mavis: Oh, gosh. I wish I could make it, but I've gotten a bit behind in my studies. I've really gotta hit the books.
Rosie: I understand. Your studies come first. But don't worry, we'll be sure to save you some cake.
Mavis: Please do.
Rosie: Oh! And Mavis, you shouldn't hit the books. You should really just read them.
Mavis: I'll keep that in mind.
Marion: Huh? Oh, hi, Rosie! What brings you 'round these parts?
Rosie: Who's ready to shake their wheel-thang?! It's an invitation to Trevor's "after-birthday" party this afternoon. There's gonna be dancing, and games, and cake, and ice-cream, and punch!
Marion: This afternoon? A-as in, "this afternoon" this afternoon?
Rosie: That's funny. That's just what Mavis said, and the answer is, "Yes! It's this afternoon!"
Marion: Uh, well, I... I... uh... I don't think I can make it 'cause... uh... I have to... uh... uh, you know what? I... uh... pick apples! Yep, apples! 'Cause that's what we do! With the... apples. We, uh... pick 'em!
Marion: [gulp]
Rosie: Okey-dokey-lokey! A party is still a party, even if there are only three guests.
Marion: [sigh]
Thomas: [grunts] Anything else I can do for you, most beautiful one?
Emily: [sniff] [whimper] Hmm... perhaps you could take a bath. How do I put this delicately? You smell like a rotten apple core that's been wrapped in moldy hay and dipped in engine perspiration.
Thomas: [sigh]
Emily: Ooh! Love the new hat. Very modern. What's the occasion?
Rosie: Trevor's "after-birthday" party is this afternoon. I'm delivering the invitations.
Emily: The party is this afternoon? As in, "this afternoon" this afternoon?
Rosie: It's so strange. Everyengine keeps saying that.
Emily: Oh... do they?
Rosie: I know it's short notice, but we had such a great time at his birthday party, I thought we could have even more fun at his after-birthday party.
Emily: And I'm sure that we would, but I'm going to have to decline. I have to... wash my funnel!
Rosie: Don't be silly, your funnel doesn't look dirty.
Emily: It doesn't?
Rosie: Nope!
Emily: See? [gag] Dirty! I have to go!
Rosie: Huh... No Mavis, no Marion, no Emily. Oh well, a party is still a party even with only two guests.
Belle: This afternoon?
Molly: As in...?
Rosie: Yes! As in, "this afternoon" this afternoon!
Belle: Oh, man! We'd love to, but... we're... shed-sitting this afternoon.
Rosie: [sigh] Both of you?
Molly: It's... uh... a big shed.
Belle: Uh, look at the time! We'd really better get going.
Rosie: Wait! Maybe I could bring you some after-birthday cake and ice-cream. Who're you shed-sitting for?
Belle: Harry.
Rosie: Harry?
Belle: Yeah, I don't think you know him.
Rosie: That's strange. I know just about everyengine around here.
Molly: He's... a bear.
Rosie: A bear?
Belle: Yup! He's a bear all right, and he'll be pretty upset if we don't get over to his shed soon.
Rosie: Wait! There's a bear around here who lives in a shed?
Molly: It's, uh, really more of a cave.
Belle: But he's fixed up the place so much, it feels like a shed.
Molly: And, uh, he wants us to look after his shed... uh, cave... while he's, uh...
Belle: A-at the beach!
Rosie: He's vacationing at the beach?
Belle: Yup! He loves to...
Collect sea shells!
...Play beach volleyball!
...Collect volleyballs!
Play beach volleyball!
...Collect sea shells!
...Play sea shells!
Belle: Gotta go!
Rosie: Something strange is definitely going on around here, Trevor. Sure Belle and Molly had to shed-sit for that vacationing bear, but what are the chances all my other friends would have plans this afternoon too? Emily has to wash her funnel? Marion has to pick apples? Mavis is behind on her studies and has to hit the books? The more I think about it, the more those are starting to sound like... [gasp] excuses!
[door closes]
Rosie: That doesn't look like studying... or hitting!
Caitlin: Ooh! You must be here for...
Mavis: Shh! Is Rosie around?
Caitlin: Oh, I don't think so.
Mavis: Good. I don't wanna her to know anything about this.
Caitlin: Yes, of course. I'll be right back.
Rosie: But... we're friends. What wouldn't Mavis want me to know anything about? [gasp] She's coming back.
Caitlin: There you go.
Mavis: Thanks, and remember, not a word to Rosie. Hey! What's with the tin can? [yelp]
Rosie: Time to get to the bottom of things! [gasp] I think our cover's been blown! We'll need a new disguise.
[doorbell rings]
Emily: She didn't see you at the sweet shop, did she?
Mavis: I don't think so.
Emily: Oh, good. I'd hate for her to ruin everything.
Mavis: Me too.
Trevor: [sneeze]
Emily: Have you seen her?
Molly: Not since this morning.
Emily: Me neither. Can you believe she was planning on throwing an after-birthday party today?
Molly: I'm just glad I was able to come up with an excuse for why I couldn't be there.
Emily: Me too! This is obviously going to be so much better.
Molly: As long as we keep her from finding out about it, it will.
Emily: [whispering] See you later!
Molly: [gasp] [scream]
Rosie: I thought everyengine loved my parties.
Belle: Hi, Rosie! Uh-oh!
Rosie: Belle! Wait!
Belle: Phew...
Rosie: Where're you going?!
Belle: Ah!
Rosie: What's the real reason you didn't want to come to Trevor's party?!
Belle: [grunt]
Rosie: What's in those bags?!
Belle: Marion! We have a problem!
Marion: [gasp]
[bonk bonk bonk bonk bonk bonk]
Rosie: I know you're IN THERE!
Marion: Oh! Howdy, pardner!
Rosie: Mind if I... take a look inside the barn?
Marion: No! Uh, I mean, yes, I mean... you can't come in here!
Rosie: Belle just went in there.
Marion: Oh, well, she was just bringin' in some... supplies! Yup, supplies for the... renovation! Fixin' up the whole thing, top to bottom... uh, lots of construction goin' on in there right now.
Belle: [whispering] You heard her! Construction!
[engines mimicking noises of various construction tools]
Marion: Yup! Construction! That's my story, and I'm stickin' to it. [nervous laugh] [gulp]
Rosie: Okey... dokey... lokey.
Marion: [relieved sigh]
[rest of engines sigh in relief]
Rosie: Secrets and lies! It's all secrets and lies with those engines! They're up to something, Trevor! Something they don't want me to know about! Well, I'm gonna know about it! I'm gonna know about it big time! And I know just who's gonna tell me all about it. Tell me all about it big time!
Thomas: Wow! Nice spread!
Rosie: It's all yours, Thomas. All you have to do is talk.
Thomas: That's it? Oh, you got it. Okay... uh, beautiful weather we're having, eh? I love a sunny spring day, don't you? The birds chirpin' and the flowers bloomin'.
Rosie: No, no, no. Talk about our friends.
Thomas: Oh, okay. Let's see, there's Mavis. She's a quarry diesel. Good with magic. A real brainiac. And then you got Emily. Total knockout. Mavis seems to think I don't even have a chance with her, but... eh, what does she know? Let's see. There's... there's Molly, a yellow tender engine who's afraid of heights. Heh, what's up with that?
Rosie: Grr! No! You're not understanding me! I want you to confess!
Thomas: Confess?
Rosie: Confess!
Thomas: I'm the one who spilled juice all over Mavis' copy of "Magical Mysteries and Practical Potions"!
Rosie: And?
Thomas: And I'm the one who used up all the hot water on Sodor yesterday when I took a seven-hour bubble bath!
Rosie: Aaand?
Thomas: And sometimes... when no one's around... I do this: Lookin' good, Thomas! Lookin' real good!
Rosie: No! No! No! No!
Thomas: W-What do you wanna hear? Tell me what you want me to say, and I'll say it!
Rosie: Tell me that my friends are all lying to me and avoiding me because they don't like my parties and they don't want to be my friends anymore! [panting]
Thomas: Your friends are all lying to you and avoiding you 'cause they don't like your parties and they don't want to be your friends anymore!
Rosie: Aha! I knew it! [balloon deflating noise] Oh no, my friends don't like my parties and they don't want to be my friends anymore.
Thomas: Uh... so... [loud eating noises]
Rosie: [sigh]
Rosie: Thank you all so much for coming! It means so much to Trevor.
Rosie voicing a bucket of turnips: Could I have some more punch?
Rosie: Well, of course you can have some more punch, Mr. Turnip. [twang]
Rosie voicing a pile of rocks: This is one great pahty! You really outdone yourself!
Rosie: Why, thank you, Rocky.
Rosie voicing a clump of lint: I'm having a delightful time as well.
Rosie: I'm so glad, Sir Lintsalot. [ding]
Rosie voicing a bag of flour: Might I trouble you for anozer slice of cake?
Rosie: Anything for you, Madame le Flour.
Rosie [as Rocky]: I'm just glad none o' them engines showed up.
Rosie: Oh, they're not so bad.
[low string instrument whine]
Rocky: Not so bad? Puh-lease! They're a buncha losers!
Rosie: Oh, c'mon now. "Losers" might be a little strong, dont'cha think?
Sir Lintsalot: After the way they treated you? I say "losers" isn't strong enough.
Rosie: Well, it was pretty rude...
Madame le Flour: Pretty rude? It was downright deespicable!
Rosie: It was, wasn't it?
Mr. Turnip: If I were you, I wouldn't speak to them ever again.
Rosie: You know what? I'm not gonna speak to them ever again. And I'm not gonna invite them to another party as long as I live! They don't deserve to be invited to my parties. [plink] Not after the way they've been acting.
Madame le Flour: [clapping] Deeespicable!
Sir Lintsalot: Such losers!
Madame le Flour: Yes, zat's right.
Rosie [as Mr. Turnip]: Well done.
Rosie [as Sir Lintsalot]: Yeah!
Rosie [as Rocky]: You show 'em!
[knock knock knock]
Rosie: Who could that be?
Belle: Hey there, Rosie! Sorry I was in such a rush earlier. Had some place to be and couldn't slow down and say, "Hello." You know how it goes.
Rosie: I know how it goes, all right!
Belle: Yeah... so, why don't you come with me over to the farm?
Rosie: No thanks. I'm spending time with my real friends. Isn't that right, Madame le Flour?
Rosie [as Madame le Flour]: Oui! Zat iz correct, madame.
Belle: Uh... Rosie?
Rosie: Another slice of cake, Sir Lintsalot?
Rosie [as Sir Lintsalot]: I'd love one.
Belle: Aaallrighty. What do you say we get on out of Creepytown and head over to Marion's...
Rosie [as Mr. Turnip]: She's not going anywhere.
Rosie: I most certainly am not. I'm having a wonderful time right here.
Belle: You should really just come with me.
Rosie [as Rocky]: You heard the lady! She ain't goin' nowheres, chump!
Belle: Who you calling a chump, chump?! Ugh... That's it. Party's over. Come on, Rosie!
Rosie: No!
Belle: Rosie, let's go!
Rosie: I said no!
Belle: You... [grunts] have to... come with... me!
Rosie: No... I... Don't!
Belle: Oh, you wanna do this the hard way?! We'll do this the hard way!
Belle: [grunting] [panting] We're... here...
Mavis, Marion, Emily, and Molly: [in unison] Surprise!
Molly: I really thought she'd be more excited.
Rosie: Excited? Excited?! Why would I be excited to attend my own farewell party?!
Mavis: Farewell party?
Rosie: Yes! You don't like me anymore, so you decided to kick me out of the group and throw a great, big party to celebrate! A "Farewell to Rosie" party!
Marion: Why in the world would you think we didn't like you anymore, sugarcube?
Rosie: Why? Why? Why?! Because you've been lying to me and avoiding me all day, that's why!
Belle: Uh, yeah! Because we wanted your party to be a surprise.
Emily: We'd been planning this party for such a long time, we had to make excuses for why we couldn't attend Trevor's party so that we could get everything ready for yours.
Mavis: If this is a farewell party, why does the cake I picked up from Vicarstown say "Happy Birthday, Rosie"?
Rosie: [squeak] Because it's my birthday! Ooh, how could I have forgotten my own birthday?
[engines sigh in relief]
Rosie: And you like me so much you decided to throw me a surprise party!
Emily: That's what we've been trying to tell you, darling.
Rosie: You girls are the best friends ever! How could I have ever doubted you?
Mavis: It's okay, Rosie. It could have happened to any of us.
Belle: Uh-huh! It sure would.
Molly: Don't worry about it.
Belle: I'm just glad I haven't been replaced by a bucket of turnips.
Mavis: Huh?
Belle: You don't wanna know.
Marion: All right, girls! Enough of this gab. Let's party!
Mavis: Dear Lady Hatt,
I am writing to you from the most delightful party. I'm not only having a great time with my friends, but also was given the opportunity to learn a valuable lesson about friendship. Always expect the best from your friends, and never assume the worst. Rest assured that a good friend always has your best interests at heart.
Your faithful student,
Rosie: You girls wouldn't mind if we celebrated Trevor's after-birthday party too, would you? His party was cut short, and he's pretty upset about it.
Molly: Oh, definitely.
Emily: Aww, he was upset?
Marion: Uh-huh, sure!
Belle: For Trevor, yeah!
Mavis: Yeah, why not? Let's have a party for Trevor. [giggles]

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