I sling drink

Vlad old friend...you remember me right, we went through immigrations together? Doen't matter, I heard you run a bar or something, I'll be in town tonight and I thought we could catch up. I'll pay for everything if you agree to show up. Let me know soon man.

-Jack / Brass

"Little one....come, look at this," She quickly trotted over, "Here read this,"

She scanned the letter, "Oh neat, I didn't know you had other friends," I glared down at her.

"I do not even know this name, just says Jack.....I know no one named Jack,"

"Well....he sounds like he just wants to catch up,"

"Catch up what? I do not know this man....."

She looked back over the paper, "Says he'll pay....."

".....perhaps I give it though....Ginger can run bar that night,"

"Well if you're going I'm going," She said putting a hoof to her chest.

"....you would do that anyways," I walked past, glancing back seeing her frozen in position.

"You really know how to bring me down....."

"Hey there he is, the Russian!" A pair of men stood outside my bar, first in line ahead of several angry looking nightguards, "Man you open late!" I pushed past him and unlocked the bar.

"Sure.....find booth....I meet you once I have things set up," Short and loud.....only words I would use to describe him.

I hurried to the bar and quickly poured my regulars drinks, "Thanks Vlad, Luna keep you,"

"And you as well," I waved as the guard found a seat, "Where the hell is Ginger," Not five minutes after that though did she come running in.

"Sorry I know I'm late!" She skitted around the corner, "How's everything,"

"Good....you run bar tonight, I must entertain potential money pit...." I grabbed a few bottles off the rack and hurried over the the only other humans in the room, "Come little one," Nightshade perked up and joined me, "....who is Jack?" The loud one raised his hand. "You said you would pay...."

"uh...sure, how much,"

"One hundred bits for two full bottles," I said standing at the table.

"JESUS......augh fine...." He threw a small bag on the table....."Corey...you....you gonna pitch in?"

"Ha no....you invited me,"

"God dammit....Vinyl?"

"No way dude, I never pay for drinks,"

"Why did I invite you two....." He dug another small bag out and tossed it next to the other, "There....can we get drunk yet?"

"Is fine with me....." I slammed the drinks on the tables, "Let me get....five glasses," I went to the bar and quickly deposited the bits and grabbed the glasses.

When I arrived the loud one was talking with nightshade, "So....what are you?"

"She's a batpony you dumbass..." The other retaliated. I like this one.

"Hey don't call me a dumbass because I don't know....Why would I know that!?"

"You went through this place during immigration, you have to have seen them,"

"Well maybe if I was with one I might know more!"

"Vinyl's not a bat you....stupid," I gave a quick laugh and started passing around the glasses before taking a seat, "Thanks....name's Corey," He stuck his hand out, I quickly met him.

"Vladamir...this is Nightshade,"

"Oh right...and this is Vinyl Scratch,"

"Hey," The previously unseen white pony waved a hoof, "How's it hanging,"

"....I do not get it..."

"....how's it going?"

"Oh....is good," I quickly poured myself a drink, "And yourself?"

"Kicking, free drinks are always a good time,"

".....what?"

"Guys this guy is a strait up Russian...honestly I don't even know how you're speaking English right now," Jack said already slightly drunk.

"Was requirement..."

"Liar.....there isn't a damn thing required to get here......" He said accidentally spilling his drink, "Crap...I'ma find a towel or summthin,"

".....your friend.....is he special," Corey choked on his drink.

"Uh...I dont think so....just stupid sometimes.....so you really from Russia?"

"Yeah! From Nov-gor-od" Nightshade managed to pop in.

"Oh, I have family over there....not Russia but Estonia,"

"Oh? Is shit hole like Russia?"

"Ha...ha...ha.....kinda...." He quickly downed another drink, "I'm glad I only ever got postcards....so...you two dating," I pointed at me and Nightshade with the glass still in hand.

"....we-"

"Yes!" She pressed into me, "Yes. We. Are."

"Ha...I could tell, I have the same kinda problem...but I think yours might be a bit easier to placate," Vinyl bopped his arm with a hoof, "Ow- see,"

"Gotta keep an eye on you...."

"When would I ever cheat on you?"

"Oh when you go to Canterlot for "Business" likely story,"

Corey turned back to me, "See...she saw me load crates of horseshoes onto the train and still doesn't believe me,"

"Horseshoes?" I asked taking a drink.

"Yeah I make horseshoes down in Ponyville...like those," He pointed once more at Nightshade.

"Huh?" She asked not realizing why he was pointing at her, "What?"

"Size....five....solid steel with padded insole,"

Nightshade looked stunned. "How...how do you know my hoofsize!?"

"Did you not listen....he said he makes horseshoes..." Jack wandered back still drunk, "I heard him and I can barely....hear!"

"Hey...mind yourself....I will throw you out," I said rising slightly from the booth.

"No you wount- we're the besht of friendsh-"

"How do you know each other?" Vinyl asked trying to cut off the rambling drunk.

"I met this...commie...in Immigrations, everyone thought he was sooooo cool cause he sounds all funny..." He was losing control of his voice, it started turning gravely and low.

"Enough! We drink," I filled my glass and raised it up, "Hurry sooka"

"Heck yeah," Vinyl was the first to join in.

"I'll drink...to drinking," Corey added his glass.

"Vlad....I can't reach...." I looked back seeing Nightshade struggle to reach her hoof out to ours.

"Climb on table....." She did and finally joined us.

"Y-y- yeah! Drinking!" Nightshade yelled over the clinking of the glasses. The other two giggled and I just shook my head.

"Eh whasever-" Jack sloppily threw his hand up smashing his fingers between the glasses, "Ow....." We broke off at once and downed the drink.

"To not being single..." Corey shouted leaning towards Jack.

"Oh shu up you pony loving weirdos...." He slammed another drink, "Man I knew this place was bad....only the liquors worth it-"

"I do not care what you think, you pay..."

"You wanna bet? I bet I can out drink you to earn these!"

"Ha I-"

"I'll take that bet!" Nightshade shouted leaning forward.

"No little one-"

"Vlad I can do this!" She leaned on me once more before flinging off and grabbing a bottle. The rest of us watched as the two traded drinks.

"Ok...fine....keep the money.....I can feel my liver dying....." Jack cried almost falling off the table.

"Whoooooooooooooo, you jusht got shcooled little filly!" She threw a glass on the floor, "WHooooooooooooooOOooo!"

"Why you break glass!?" I yelled getting up to get a broom, "Sooka....I need more employee...."

"Ha! Here I got it," Corey pushed his way out of the booth and went behind the bar to grab a broom, "Worth it to see Jack get beaten by a little filly,"

"Whosh you callin little!?"

"Awww, she's an ornery drunk..." Vinyl laughed finally taking another drink, "I remember being like that,"

"Is only twenty two....barely grown..." I said taking a seat.

"I was her age when I started too, that was....about four or five years ago,"

"....Corey...what is age?"

"Uh....twenty eight," She said finally showing a bit of drunkenness.

"....fuck....I am old....."

"You don't look that old,"

"I am thirty four...almost thirty five....time....is gone so quick...."

"Vlaad....it's ok...I'll make you feel better," Nightshade managed to croak out before falling onto me and almost passing out, "Actually you make me feel good....I can't move so good right now....."

I could hear Vinyl laughing, "I deal with this every night...." I carefully propped her on the table.

"Alright...I'd better get going...Dragging this drunk ass back to the hotel is gonna take a while," he walked over to me, "Been fun Vlad," We shook hands, "Nightshade.....uh...yeah," He was about to give her a shake when she almost fell of the table. He quickly got around and hoisted the drunk man onto his back.

"Huh....are strong...."

"It's all the metal working....alright well keep in touch man," The trio quickly made their way outside.

"Well....was pleasant, come little one," I picked her up like a football.

"Vlad....rub my tummy and call me a bad pony..." I could hear several snickers from surrounding tables once she said it.

"...Kristos...Ginger, I leave, Take small bonus from till for night,"

"Sure....be sure to remember and call her a bad pony!" She jeered as I walked back towards home.

"Vlad....I don't really wanna be a bad pony....."

"...this is why I keep the alcohol locked away you know....."