What Would You Do with a Drunken DJ?by ReapsChaptersThey DrinkThey TalkThey FuckThey DrinkRainbow Dash sighed as she made her way, by hoof, to the local pub. She'd just found herself in one of the worst down's in her life. She'd gotten used to handling rejection from mares before, especially since she wasn't the best at reading whether they even swung that way, but this one was pretty heavy. This time it wasn't just being rejected because the mare was straight, because she wasn't. This time wasn't because the mare was already taken, because she wasn't. This time wasn't even one of the mares she could convince herself wasn't her type afterwards. The pegasus grumbled to herself as she pushed open the door and walked in, hardly fazed by the thumping music inside. If anything, she was happy to hear it, because it gave her something else to focus on. She made her way to the bar and sat down with a huff, something that a unicorn a few seats over couldn't help but notice. As the bartender walked over, he couldn't help but recognize the cyan mare and approached her with a warm smile. "Well, if it isn't my favorite customer, Rainbow Dash?" At this, Rainbow could hardly help letting out a chuckle. "You know, even when I'm just ready to knock the next pony to cross me to the ground, you still manage to cheer me up, Muggs." The stallion smiled broadly now and adjusted his bow-tie slightly. "Well, maybe you should try givin' me a shot some time, eh?" He winked, not trying hard to hold back his laughter. Rainbow Dash didn't try at all, letting out a decent laugh before looking to Muggshot. "Hey, we've been over it, Muggs, I don't swing that way. Nice try though." Muggshot badly faked disappointment before shaking his head and smiling. "Can't blame a stallion for tryin'. But on to the reason you come here, besides to talk to me," He gave another good-natured smile, "what'll ya have?" Rainbow kept a hint of a smile, though most of her expression went blank. "I'll just have somethin' hard, Muggs." Muggshot raised his eyebrow, but nodded and fixed a glass for the mare, choosing to start with an easier 100-proof whiskey. He leaned in a little after placing the glass down in front of her. "Now, I know what that means, you wanna talk about what's wrong, Dashie?" Rainbow knocked back the shot and raised her brow to hearing her nickname, however, she quickly shrugged it off and sighed. "I, uh, I got turned down, again." Muggshot rolled his eyes and chanced a slight chuckle. "Oh, come on now, you're Rainbow Dash. Last I checked, that meant you were queen of the skies. Now why in Equestria would you be over here sulking over one mare saying 'no'?" "Because this one wasn't like the last ones, Muggs. This one stung, bad. It wasn't even that she was mean about it, Hay, it was partly because she wasn't mean about it." She sighed and Muggshot poured her another glass, this time a decent 120-proof. "Thanks. Anyways, I just, I guess I never thought it would hurt to get turned down by a mare that actually might date me. I mean usually she's either taken or straight, sometimes both." She groaned and knocked back the whole glass once more before sighing. "I don't know, dude. I guess it's just who she is that really got me this time. I mean, she's into mares, she's single, she's hot, and I know we get along." Muggshot raised an eyebrow at the pegasus's rambling about, obviously trying to avoid mentioning who it was. At her motion for another drink, he nodded and fixed another glass of 100-proof. After letting her once more gulp down the entire glass at once, as well as taking a moment to make sure she caught her breath from it, he cleared his throat. "Well, not that it's really any of my business, but you know it helps to talk about things straightforward, right? Now, I'm no psychologist, I'm just a bartender, but it sounds to me like a classic case of 'don't mention the name and it didn't happen' going on." Rainbow Dash laid her head on the bar, well, more lowered it to about three inches and let it drop the rest of the way, before sighing. "It was Flutters, okay? Fluttershy turned me down. She didn't even stutter or act like it was from being awkward." She sat back up a bit. "She just straight said 'No.' I mean, she barely even hesitated!" Muggshot frowned and reached out to give the mare a gentle, comforting pat on the shoulder, one that the pegasus was both too buzzed and too upset to let her pride shove away. Rainbow sighed and continued. "I don't know, I guess it's just that, that I thought she wouldn't say 'no,' ya know? I mean, I guess I thought she'd at least give me a chance or something." Muggshot opened his mouth to respond, but a light tap of glass against the bar called his attention. Rainbow Dash shrugged and he walked down to speak to the patron. Rainbow Dash simply sighed and rolled her glass around for a minute before she noticed Muggshot walking back over. She looked up only moments before she heard somepony sit down next to her. She let out a sigh and was about to speak up before Muggshot beat her to it. "Well, here ya go. Two shots, 180." At this, the pegasus looked over to see an electric blue, two-tone mane in in a mess, a pair of thick lens sunglasses sitting on a horn, and a coat almost whiter than Rarity's all right beside her. The DJ looked over with a slight smirk as Muggshot set down two shot glasses, one in front of each mare, and filled two shots of 180-proof vodka. Vinyl gave a nod to Muggshot before speaking up. "Thanks, man. Let's just hope I don't have ta down 'em both. I'm already pushing it." The mare let out a laugh halfway between drunken and jovial before nudging Rainbow and grabbing her glass. "Care to help me out, Dash?" Rainbow Dash raised her eyebrow, but some part of her that wasn't quite saying much when she came in decided she wasn't going to let this unicorn, this mare, have fun without her. As everything she was worried about before left her mind, she picked up a cocky smirk and gripped the shot glass in front of her. She looked the DJ dead in the eye with a renewed fire, a fire that was returned in full by the snowy mare. "Heck, yeah! Let's do this!" "There we go! Ready? One!" "Two!" The two smiled wide and looked to their glasses as they finished in unison. "Three!" With that, the two mares quickly knocked back the shots together, slamming their glasses down and shuddering a bit. The two looked to each other after a moment and smirked together before looking to Muggshot. "Let's go, Muggs, set up four more!" Muggshot chuckled and shook his head, but did as the two said, glad to see his patrons happy. He set down six more glasses and filled up each with the same spirit. The mares took a deep breath, grabbed the first glass and nodded to one another. "Three!" On that, the two took the first shot easily, quickly knocked the second back, shuddering a bit, but hurriedly moving to the third, and finally finishing the fourth. The mares panted moderately as they finished, trying to catch the breath they'd been holding. After a few moments to manage this, as well as for the alcohol they'd been taking in all night to finally hit them, they slowly sat up and looked to each other before taking on a drunken smirk between them. They laughed with one another for a time. Rainbow Dash cheered at the rush she still felt going through her, throwing her arms up in the air. Vinyl, still sober enough to notice an opportunity when it presented itself and drunk enough to take it, reached over, unabashedly groping at the pegasus's modest chest. This made Rainbow's already lightly reddened cheeks set ablaze. She looked down, but in her, more than slight, drunken stupor, she barely had any idea how to react, so of course, still riding on her recent confident high, she went with her typical reaction. Rainbow reached out and pulled Vinyl closer, earning a slight 'Eep!' from the DJ. With a cocky grin, she brought the unicorn to look her in the eye. "You coulda just asked, ya know?" Vinyl blushed, but quickly smiled, half-closing her eyes. "Okay then, wanna make out?" This visibly caught Rainbow off guard, but only for a moment, as within seconds, she leaned in, forcing her lips rather roughly and sloppily against Vinyl's. The DJ didn't quite expect such a quick and strong reaction, but to say she minded would have been an outright lie, and she almost immediately returned the kiss, both mares pulling each other closer. Muggshot blinked a few times, but sighed and chuckled as he cleaned up the now empty shot glasses. The mares continued their kiss for a time, but had to pull apart to breathe. "So, wanna take this to my place?" Rainbow Dash chuckled. "Well, it's not like we can take it to mine." The two shared a quick laugh before helping each other to their hooves. They headed towards the door, but turned around briefly as Vinyl spoke up. "Hey, Muggshot. Put it all on my tab. Whatever she got too. I'll get it paid end of the week." "Can do, Ms. Scratch. You take care of each other now! Don't wanna lose my best customers!" All three shared a good laugh before the mares made their way outside and towards Vinyl's house. After arriving, Vinyl fumbling with her keys until they could get in, and the two making their way to the bedroom, they both flopped onto the bed. Though they'd left the pub with all intent to continue where they'd left off, the walk over and the soft bed beneath them told them their plans wouldn't be happening, not tonight. They TalkThe morning came as it always does, with Celestia's sun rising in the sky. For two ponies in particular, it also came with a splitting headache and all the other lovely little things a hangover brings. The one solace for them being the others soft, warm body in their arms. After a few minutes, the white unicorn finally brings herself to get out of bed, much to the unhidden dislike of the cyan pegasus trying half-heartedly to keep the embrace. "No, five more hours," groaned Rainbow Dash. Vinyl couldn't help but chuckle a bit at the display. "Don't you mean five more minutes?" "No. In five minutes I'll still be hungover." The DJ allowed herself a soft laugh at that before leaning in and kissing Rainbow's forehead softly. "You're such a silly filly. We'll talk when ya wake up." Rainbow made a faint, blind attempt to reach for the unicorn, but didn't try for long before groaning and giving up. "Whatever." Vinyl smiled, and she knew full well that things would get a bit crazy as soon as the pegasus sobered up from her sleep. With that in mind, she quietly hurried to get a shower, trying her best to deal with the headache she'd grown rather familiar with lately as she made her way to her bathroom. "Just shower and get something to eat, Scratch. Dash is gonna flip her lid when she gets up." She sighed as she stepped into her bathroom and began undressing. After her refreshing shower, getting dressed, and settling in her kitchen with a cup of coffee, the DJ ticked her hand back and forth as she counted down. "And: Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three..." She stopped as she heard shuffling and a few 'thumps' from the direction of her bedroom. "Well, damn. Guess she and I've been apart for longer than I thought. Three seconds off." Within a few more seconds, a very unnerved Rainbow Dash stepped into the kitchen to see a smiling Vinyl Scratch with two cups of coffee sitting on the table she rested at. The pegasus took a moment before giving a slight chuckle and walking to the table. "Uh, heh, hey." Vinyl gave a knowing smile as the cyan mare took a seat and idly gripped the handle on her mug. "Morning. So, how's the hangover treatin' ya?" "Like its bitch," said the pegasus with more than a light groan. Vinyl managed a chuckle through her own lingering headache. "Yeah, I know how that feels. Coffee's cooled enough now, by the way." Rainbow smiled a bit and took a sip of her coffee, pleasantly surprised at the temperature. "So, uh, what all did we, ya know, do? Last night, I mean." "Oh, you know, fucked like crazy. I spanked you pretty bad too, like, literally, I'm surprised you don't remember, you were screaming like a freakin' banshee." The DJ spoke matter-of-factly, a slight smirk on her face as she half-closed her eyes. Rainbow Dash's cheeks lit up like fire, her eyes as wide as they'd ever been. "Wh-wh-what?! You're serious?! I... I, uh-" The pegasus was cut short by a loud laugh from Vinyl Scratch, one that almost sent the unicorn out of her chair. "Dashie, chill! I'm fuckin' with ya! What I do remember, we came in, fell on the bed, and flat passed out." After calming down, the unicorn gave a soft, slightly apologetic smile. Rainbow Dash, on the other hand, simply buried her face in her wing. "Fuck you, Scratch, seriously." "Well, you are my guest now, so, I suppose if you insist..." Rainbow pulled back, her cheeks as red as ever. "Wait, what?!" Vinyl simply shrugged and smiled. "What? It's called hospitality. An attractive mare is my guest, so if she wants me, who am I to say no, save for a bad host?" Rainbow Dash's blush didn't fade, but she decided it likely wouldn't soon, and turned to her coffee again. "Well, to chance bein' rude, Why'd you do that last night? Ya know, the whole shots deal. I mean, I know you love to drink, you probably handle your liquor way better than any unicorn I've ever met, but we don't usually talk, let alone get drunk together." The DJ sighed and took a decent sip of her coffee. "DJ's intuition, Dash. You were takin' something hard, real hard. I can't say I know what, though I'm sure Muggshot does. Let's see, though: You were slumped over first thing when you sat down, you walked, not only that, but you walked slow, so you weren't angry or jealous." "Judging off what Muggs acted like, I can only guess you asked for something vague, and considering you were just knocking it back, I'm gonna take a guess that you either got one shit break-up or you got turned down. Well, I would guess that, but you don't seem the type to take that to heart too much. Either way, care to tell me how close I am?" Rainbow Dash sat, staring blankly at the white unicorn, dumbfounded. "You... how did..." She sighed and finished up her coffee. "You're dead on." She turned to Vinyl. "Now how the fuck did you figure all that out?!" Vinyl shrugged and finished her cup up as well. "Told ya, DJ's intuition. My special talent may be music, but my job is pulling ponies up from the dumps. I have to know my audience, pick up on the little hints, like when they aren't feeling a song. They aren't gonna just up and shout it, usually. They will start slowing down though, not by a lot, but they'll look weighed down. Then there's the fact that if I watch them come in, I can sometimes tell what kind of songs are best to avoid. Upsetting a crowd is, like, career suicide for a DJ." Rainbow Dash nodded and looked to the mare. "So, what? Are you interested in me, or something?" Vinyl sighed and floated both cups to the sink to wash later. "Dash, I'm gonna stop you right there. Yes. I like you. I think you're attractive, Hay, I think you're rockin', but I'm not going to let you just push this out of the way. Yeah, sure, we could just get up, walk into my room, get out a few of my special toys, and fuck till the morning comes back around, but it won't do anything for your head." "What the Hay are you talkin' about Scratch? All I need is something to take this whole thing off my mind." "Yeah, you need that, and then you'll need it again, and again, and again, and the ways you'll do it will become more and more second nature, meaning it will take less concentration to do, and then it won't be enough and you'll do something stupid. You need to work this out. You need to talk to somepony." "And just what makes you a professional on this kind of thing?" Vinyl promptly pointed to her psychology and modern music degrees on the wall. "Five years minoring in psychology and three majoring in it. That, as well as being a professional DJ attuned to reading her crowd for years, and a good deal of personal experience." Rainbow opened her mouth to speak, but no words made it out. She stared for a moment before sighing. "So, let me guess: You're gonna try to make me talk this over, huh?" "Nope." The pegasus stared blankly again. "What? Wait, I thought you said I needed to talk to somepony." "Yep." "But you're not going to make me sit here and talk about it?" "No. You're free to walk out that door right now and take off back to your house. Just go on and shove this back and be back at the pub by week's end. What I am going to do is set this all straight: This is gonna suck, doesn't matter what you choose. What you can choose, though, is to sit here, talk it out, and get all the sucking out with somepony that isn't just the stallion serving you your next glass of 'Make me forget,' and it'll be over with, or you can walk out that door, hit the air as fast as possible, let the rush carry you away, bus through your days like you own the place, and lay in your bed every night, eventually having to cry your plot to sleep because you can forget this mare." The cyan mare blinked, taking a couple of seconds to soak in what was said. After she did, she spared a glance at the door, which immediately glowed in a blue aura and opened. She blinked again and looked to Vinyl, who was smiling softly. "Just helpin' ya out. Like I said, we can sit and talk it out, or you can head home and put this all as far behind you as your wings will let you for a time. Now just tell me if I should close the door or if you're headin' out." Through every word, the DJ's smile never faltered. Rainbow Dash looked between the mare and the open door, part of her desperate to leave, like she would any other time, but a surprisingly large part of her wanting to stay. After almost a full minute passed, the pegasus sighed and relaxed herself in the chair. "Close it, Scratch. I need to just get this off my chest." Vinyl's expression didn't change, she simply closed the door, then the blinds, and removed her shirt, leaving only her bra to cover her moderately large breasts, something that made Rainbow Dash's cheeks light up once more. Before she could speak, however, Vinyl beat her to it. "You said you're getting it off your chest, so we both are, literally." Rainbow Dash's blush would have been worse if it were possible. She looked at her shirt and to the now shirtless unicorn beside her. Vinyl shook her head, still smiling. "Trust me, Dash? It helps. Make it literal, physical even, and it's not near as hard to talk." With a sigh, the pegasus removed her shirt, leaving her modest breasts covered by a sports bra. Vinyl smiled and leaned back against her chair, motioning for the other mare to start. Rainbow Dash nodded and took a breath before leaning against the table and recounting the rather short encounter with Fluttershy the previous day. After she finished, Rainbow Dash rested her head in her hands and heaved another breath. She looked over to Vinyl to see her give a final nod. "Yeah, I guess I can see how that might sting pretty bad. How long have you been looking for a relationship, if I might ask?" Rainbow Dash shrugged. "I dunno, a few weeks. Maybe a month... or three." Vinyl silently stood and walked over, pulling the pegasus into a consoling hug. Rainbow Dash was surprised for a few moments, but once it passed, she eagerly pulled the unicorn into a tight embrace. The hug lasted only a few minutes before they both eased up and separated. Vinyl smiled softly. "How about I fix us some breakfast, and you just relax? Sound good to you?" Rainbow Dash smiled back and nodded. "Yeah, that sounds pretty cool, Scratch. You sure you don't mind?" "Now since when have I ever minded helping out a friend? After all, I spent, what, three years helping Tavi back on her hooves?" With that, the DJ smiled and got to work fixing up a breakfast for two. They FuckRainbow Dash and Vinyl Scratch stretched out after finishing their morning meal, both happy and full. After resting for a moment, Vinyl stood, floating the dishes to the sink and walking over herself to clean them up. It was about this time that Rainbow Dash noticed two things: Neither mare had bothered to put their shirt back on since the talk earlier, and Vinyl wasn't wearing the same jeans she had the night before, having changed into sweat pants after her shower. The pegasus couldn't help but bush at noticing, and quickly turned her attention anywhere else in the room she could think of. After Vinyl finished washing, she turned back around to see Rainbow Dash staring at a potted cactus near her doorway. "You okay, Dashie? I mean, I know things kinda hit the fan yesterday, but my cactus is not that interesting." The cyan mare blinked, then groaned. "Heh, sorry, Scratch, I guess I zoned out there for a... Wait, Dashie?" Vinyl shrugged and nodded. "Yeah, I mean, isn't that what Pinkie calls you?" Rainbow Dash blushed. "Uh, w-well, yeah, but she's Pinkie. She's, like, it's hard to explain." "Then don't. Just say it's Pinkie. Back to now: Since you've finally gotten everything said, I can point out how adorable you are when you blush." Vinyl chuckled and stuck her tongue out at the pegasus, whose only response was to blush worse. "Should've expected you of all ponies to show off." "H-hey! I'm not, ugh. Fuck you, Scratch." Without wasting a second to hesitate, Vinyl smirked and walked over, pulling Rainbow Dash in her chair to sit out from under the table and straddling her lap. "Well, I wasn't going to suggest we take it that far, yet, but I guess it's a good way to start the day off, huh?" Rainbow Dash's cheeks stayed red for a moment, but slowly began to fade as she felt her confidence coming out again. She wrapped her arms around Vinyl's waist, smirking at the unicorn now wearing a light blush on her cheeks. "I certainly can't disagree there, Scratchie. Isn't that what Octavia used to call you?" Vinyl's blush quickly filled her face. She let out a light whine and glared at Rainbow Dash. "Fine, I guess I deserved that one. Look, are we gonna get to my bedroom before Luna clocks in, or what?" "You expecting me to carry you in there, Scratch?" "Maybe. I can always carry you if you prefer, hon." Rainbow Dash blushed, opening her mouth to answer, but managing nothing coherent. Vinyl took that as her cue and smirked as she hopped up and lifted the pegasus, bridal style, without too much effort. No matter how much she seemed ready to, the cyan mare never protested, instead settling to cross her arms and blush as she was carried into the bedroom. Vinyl dumped Rainbow Dash onto the bed rather unceremoniously before lighting up her horn and pulling out a small bottle of scotch. The pegasus took rather quick notice. "Hey, what's that for?" "Hmm? Oh, this? I just hear I'm much better in bed when I'm buzzed. Actually, I hear I'm better at a lot of things buzzed, but that's not important. I just figured, since a few drinks got us here to begin with, may as well finish up with a few of 'em down, ya know?" "You're not makin' a lot of sense, Scratch." Vinyl sighed and sat down on the bed. "Look, the deal is, I actually do get real nervous a lot. Yeah, I'm a social freaking butterfly an' all, but I've got a bit of an anxiety problem. If I drink a bit, it helps, like, a lot. It's not a huge thing, but it's been enough to tank me a few times." The unicorn looked to Rainbow Dash, who looked oddly self-conscious, something Vinyl had grown to recognize from seeing it so often. She face-palmed and sighed. "Dash, I swear, it's nothing to do with what you think it is. I'm serious as Tartarus here: You are hot. That's kinda the problem. You're real awesome, and you have a great body, and I just feel like I'm gonna screw something up. Look at me, Dash." The cyan mare looked to Vinyl, though she still appeared a bit unconvinced. "This is just something I do, okay? This is not because I don't find you attractive enough to do anything with sober. This has everything to do with me and my weird anxiety issues. Okay?" Rainbow Dash looked down and thought for a moment before looking back to the DJ. "When did you find out about these anxiety problems, exactly? Like, how long have you had them? Or, like, when did you learn about them?" "I've had 'em since I was still a filly, but I didn't find out about any of it until I started working as a DJ. The first few weeks were kinda rough. It looked like it was gonna get real bad, like I was gonna have to just stick to albums and no live time if I was gonna mix at all." "Then, one night, I forgot I had a set, and I'd been feeling the week go down hill for me, so I got a little tipsy. Mind you, I wasn't drunk. I still had a mind enough to cast any spell I've ever learned and then some. Anyways, I get reminded that I've got a show that night and a pretty big turnout." "So, I got up, walked to my set, and got some weird feelin' off the crowd this time. For some reason they seemed kinda down. The real weird thing was that it seemed like I could just feel what I needed to throw on for 'em. I had a planned set, as always, but I decided to mix it up and start off with something else." "End of the night, I'd gone so far off my plan that I hadn't even touched a single track I had on it. I just went with the audience, and it was the best show I'd put on yet. I just kept on doing it, getting just a bit tipsy before a show, and it kept working." "After I started back for my psych degree, I found myself asking about how somethin' like that could work, and I found out that some ponies have some weird anxiety issues, and that even though things like alcohol can alleviate the tension, it was better to just get medicated." The DJ heaved a sigh and flopped back on the bed. Rainbow Dash remained quiet for a moment before getting up, something that made Vinyl cover her face and sigh. Before she could say anything, however, she heard the sound of glasses clinking onto a table and a bottle being opened. She sat up to see the pegasus pouring two glasses before picking up one herself. "Well, then let's knock some of the edge off, Scratch. I ain't gonna wait all day to get to this. Three months is long enough a wait." Vinyl was momentarily speechless, but she rather quickly composed herself and smiled, floating the other glass over and taking it in her hand. "Bottoms up!" The two mares smiled and quickly tipped back the full of their glasses. The two shivered a little, but the DJ poured herself one more glass, her tolerance worrying her about only one glass. She knocked it back as well, shaking her head quickly after swallowing, and set the bottle and glass down before smiling up to the mare before her. "So, no toys, I take it?" Rainbow smirked. "Hay no, just get out of those pants and we're in business." Vinyl smirked back and rolled onto her back, gripping the waist of her sweats and panties as she lifted her legs and pulling them off together with an almost practiced ease before tossing them to the side. Rainbow Dash was blushing slightly at the display, but recovered quickly, dropping her shorts and boy shorts before stepping out of them. The pegasus then crawled onto the bed between Vinyl's now lowered and spread legs, moving up her body until she leaned in for a kiss, pressing both of their bodies together. They pulled away and smiled to each other before removing each other's bras and getting to what they'd put off for much too long already.
They DrinkRainbow Dash sighed as she made her way, by hoof, to the local pub. She'd just found herself in one of the worst down's in her life. She'd gotten used to handling rejection from mares before, especially since she wasn't the best at reading whether they even swung that way, but this one was pretty heavy. This time it wasn't just being rejected because the mare was straight, because she wasn't. This time wasn't because the mare was already taken, because she wasn't. This time wasn't even one of the mares she could convince herself wasn't her type afterwards. The pegasus grumbled to herself as she pushed open the door and walked in, hardly fazed by the thumping music inside. If anything, she was happy to hear it, because it gave her something else to focus on. She made her way to the bar and sat down with a huff, something that a unicorn a few seats over couldn't help but notice. As the bartender walked over, he couldn't help but recognize the cyan mare and approached her with a warm smile. "Well, if it isn't my favorite customer, Rainbow Dash?" At this, Rainbow could hardly help letting out a chuckle. "You know, even when I'm just ready to knock the next pony to cross me to the ground, you still manage to cheer me up, Muggs." The stallion smiled broadly now and adjusted his bow-tie slightly. "Well, maybe you should try givin' me a shot some time, eh?" He winked, not trying hard to hold back his laughter. Rainbow Dash didn't try at all, letting out a decent laugh before looking to Muggshot. "Hey, we've been over it, Muggs, I don't swing that way. Nice try though." Muggshot badly faked disappointment before shaking his head and smiling. "Can't blame a stallion for tryin'. But on to the reason you come here, besides to talk to me," He gave another good-natured smile, "what'll ya have?" Rainbow kept a hint of a smile, though most of her expression went blank. "I'll just have somethin' hard, Muggs." Muggshot raised his eyebrow, but nodded and fixed a glass for the mare, choosing to start with an easier 100-proof whiskey. He leaned in a little after placing the glass down in front of her. "Now, I know what that means, you wanna talk about what's wrong, Dashie?" Rainbow knocked back the shot and raised her brow to hearing her nickname, however, she quickly shrugged it off and sighed. "I, uh, I got turned down, again." Muggshot rolled his eyes and chanced a slight chuckle. "Oh, come on now, you're Rainbow Dash. Last I checked, that meant you were queen of the skies. Now why in Equestria would you be over here sulking over one mare saying 'no'?" "Because this one wasn't like the last ones, Muggs. This one stung, bad. It wasn't even that she was mean about it, Hay, it was partly because she wasn't mean about it." She sighed and Muggshot poured her another glass, this time a decent 120-proof. "Thanks. Anyways, I just, I guess I never thought it would hurt to get turned down by a mare that actually might date me. I mean usually she's either taken or straight, sometimes both." She groaned and knocked back the whole glass once more before sighing. "I don't know, dude. I guess it's just who she is that really got me this time. I mean, she's into mares, she's single, she's hot, and I know we get along." Muggshot raised an eyebrow at the pegasus's rambling about, obviously trying to avoid mentioning who it was. At her motion for another drink, he nodded and fixed another glass of 100-proof. After letting her once more gulp down the entire glass at once, as well as taking a moment to make sure she caught her breath from it, he cleared his throat. "Well, not that it's really any of my business, but you know it helps to talk about things straightforward, right? Now, I'm no psychologist, I'm just a bartender, but it sounds to me like a classic case of 'don't mention the name and it didn't happen' going on." Rainbow Dash laid her head on the bar, well, more lowered it to about three inches and let it drop the rest of the way, before sighing. "It was Flutters, okay? Fluttershy turned me down. She didn't even stutter or act like it was from being awkward." She sat back up a bit. "She just straight said 'No.' I mean, she barely even hesitated!" Muggshot frowned and reached out to give the mare a gentle, comforting pat on the shoulder, one that the pegasus was both too buzzed and too upset to let her pride shove away. Rainbow sighed and continued. "I don't know, I guess it's just that, that I thought she wouldn't say 'no,' ya know? I mean, I guess I thought she'd at least give me a chance or something." Muggshot opened his mouth to respond, but a light tap of glass against the bar called his attention. Rainbow Dash shrugged and he walked down to speak to the patron. Rainbow Dash simply sighed and rolled her glass around for a minute before she noticed Muggshot walking back over. She looked up only moments before she heard somepony sit down next to her. She let out a sigh and was about to speak up before Muggshot beat her to it. "Well, here ya go. Two shots, 180." At this, the pegasus looked over to see an electric blue, two-tone mane in in a mess, a pair of thick lens sunglasses sitting on a horn, and a coat almost whiter than Rarity's all right beside her. The DJ looked over with a slight smirk as Muggshot set down two shot glasses, one in front of each mare, and filled two shots of 180-proof vodka. Vinyl gave a nod to Muggshot before speaking up. "Thanks, man. Let's just hope I don't have ta down 'em both. I'm already pushing it." The mare let out a laugh halfway between drunken and jovial before nudging Rainbow and grabbing her glass. "Care to help me out, Dash?" Rainbow Dash raised her eyebrow, but some part of her that wasn't quite saying much when she came in decided she wasn't going to let this unicorn, this mare, have fun without her. As everything she was worried about before left her mind, she picked up a cocky smirk and gripped the shot glass in front of her. She looked the DJ dead in the eye with a renewed fire, a fire that was returned in full by the snowy mare. "Heck, yeah! Let's do this!" "There we go! Ready? One!" "Two!" The two smiled wide and looked to their glasses as they finished in unison. "Three!" With that, the two mares quickly knocked back the shots together, slamming their glasses down and shuddering a bit. The two looked to each other after a moment and smirked together before looking to Muggshot. "Let's go, Muggs, set up four more!" Muggshot chuckled and shook his head, but did as the two said, glad to see his patrons happy. He set down six more glasses and filled up each with the same spirit. The mares took a deep breath, grabbed the first glass and nodded to one another. "Three!" On that, the two took the first shot easily, quickly knocked the second back, shuddering a bit, but hurriedly moving to the third, and finally finishing the fourth. The mares panted moderately as they finished, trying to catch the breath they'd been holding. After a few moments to manage this, as well as for the alcohol they'd been taking in all night to finally hit them, they slowly sat up and looked to each other before taking on a drunken smirk between them. They laughed with one another for a time. Rainbow Dash cheered at the rush she still felt going through her, throwing her arms up in the air. Vinyl, still sober enough to notice an opportunity when it presented itself and drunk enough to take it, reached over, unabashedly groping at the pegasus's modest chest. This made Rainbow's already lightly reddened cheeks set ablaze. She looked down, but in her, more than slight, drunken stupor, she barely had any idea how to react, so of course, still riding on her recent confident high, she went with her typical reaction. Rainbow reached out and pulled Vinyl closer, earning a slight 'Eep!' from the DJ. With a cocky grin, she brought the unicorn to look her in the eye. "You coulda just asked, ya know?" Vinyl blushed, but quickly smiled, half-closing her eyes. "Okay then, wanna make out?" This visibly caught Rainbow off guard, but only for a moment, as within seconds, she leaned in, forcing her lips rather roughly and sloppily against Vinyl's. The DJ didn't quite expect such a quick and strong reaction, but to say she minded would have been an outright lie, and she almost immediately returned the kiss, both mares pulling each other closer. Muggshot blinked a few times, but sighed and chuckled as he cleaned up the now empty shot glasses. The mares continued their kiss for a time, but had to pull apart to breathe. "So, wanna take this to my place?" Rainbow Dash chuckled. "Well, it's not like we can take it to mine." The two shared a quick laugh before helping each other to their hooves. They headed towards the door, but turned around briefly as Vinyl spoke up. "Hey, Muggshot. Put it all on my tab. Whatever she got too. I'll get it paid end of the week." "Can do, Ms. Scratch. You take care of each other now! Don't wanna lose my best customers!" All three shared a good laugh before the mares made their way outside and towards Vinyl's house. After arriving, Vinyl fumbling with her keys until they could get in, and the two making their way to the bedroom, they both flopped onto the bed. Though they'd left the pub with all intent to continue where they'd left off, the walk over and the soft bed beneath them told them their plans wouldn't be happening, not tonight.
They TalkThe morning came as it always does, with Celestia's sun rising in the sky. For two ponies in particular, it also came with a splitting headache and all the other lovely little things a hangover brings. The one solace for them being the others soft, warm body in their arms. After a few minutes, the white unicorn finally brings herself to get out of bed, much to the unhidden dislike of the cyan pegasus trying half-heartedly to keep the embrace. "No, five more hours," groaned Rainbow Dash. Vinyl couldn't help but chuckle a bit at the display. "Don't you mean five more minutes?" "No. In five minutes I'll still be hungover." The DJ allowed herself a soft laugh at that before leaning in and kissing Rainbow's forehead softly. "You're such a silly filly. We'll talk when ya wake up." Rainbow made a faint, blind attempt to reach for the unicorn, but didn't try for long before groaning and giving up. "Whatever." Vinyl smiled, and she knew full well that things would get a bit crazy as soon as the pegasus sobered up from her sleep. With that in mind, she quietly hurried to get a shower, trying her best to deal with the headache she'd grown rather familiar with lately as she made her way to her bathroom. "Just shower and get something to eat, Scratch. Dash is gonna flip her lid when she gets up." She sighed as she stepped into her bathroom and began undressing. After her refreshing shower, getting dressed, and settling in her kitchen with a cup of coffee, the DJ ticked her hand back and forth as she counted down. "And: Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three..." She stopped as she heard shuffling and a few 'thumps' from the direction of her bedroom. "Well, damn. Guess she and I've been apart for longer than I thought. Three seconds off." Within a few more seconds, a very unnerved Rainbow Dash stepped into the kitchen to see a smiling Vinyl Scratch with two cups of coffee sitting on the table she rested at. The pegasus took a moment before giving a slight chuckle and walking to the table. "Uh, heh, hey." Vinyl gave a knowing smile as the cyan mare took a seat and idly gripped the handle on her mug. "Morning. So, how's the hangover treatin' ya?" "Like its bitch," said the pegasus with more than a light groan. Vinyl managed a chuckle through her own lingering headache. "Yeah, I know how that feels. Coffee's cooled enough now, by the way." Rainbow smiled a bit and took a sip of her coffee, pleasantly surprised at the temperature. "So, uh, what all did we, ya know, do? Last night, I mean." "Oh, you know, fucked like crazy. I spanked you pretty bad too, like, literally, I'm surprised you don't remember, you were screaming like a freakin' banshee." The DJ spoke matter-of-factly, a slight smirk on her face as she half-closed her eyes. Rainbow Dash's cheeks lit up like fire, her eyes as wide as they'd ever been. "Wh-wh-what?! You're serious?! I... I, uh-" The pegasus was cut short by a loud laugh from Vinyl Scratch, one that almost sent the unicorn out of her chair. "Dashie, chill! I'm fuckin' with ya! What I do remember, we came in, fell on the bed, and flat passed out." After calming down, the unicorn gave a soft, slightly apologetic smile. Rainbow Dash, on the other hand, simply buried her face in her wing. "Fuck you, Scratch, seriously." "Well, you are my guest now, so, I suppose if you insist..." Rainbow pulled back, her cheeks as red as ever. "Wait, what?!" Vinyl simply shrugged and smiled. "What? It's called hospitality. An attractive mare is my guest, so if she wants me, who am I to say no, save for a bad host?" Rainbow Dash's blush didn't fade, but she decided it likely wouldn't soon, and turned to her coffee again. "Well, to chance bein' rude, Why'd you do that last night? Ya know, the whole shots deal. I mean, I know you love to drink, you probably handle your liquor way better than any unicorn I've ever met, but we don't usually talk, let alone get drunk together." The DJ sighed and took a decent sip of her coffee. "DJ's intuition, Dash. You were takin' something hard, real hard. I can't say I know what, though I'm sure Muggshot does. Let's see, though: You were slumped over first thing when you sat down, you walked, not only that, but you walked slow, so you weren't angry or jealous." "Judging off what Muggs acted like, I can only guess you asked for something vague, and considering you were just knocking it back, I'm gonna take a guess that you either got one shit break-up or you got turned down. Well, I would guess that, but you don't seem the type to take that to heart too much. Either way, care to tell me how close I am?" Rainbow Dash sat, staring blankly at the white unicorn, dumbfounded. "You... how did..." She sighed and finished up her coffee. "You're dead on." She turned to Vinyl. "Now how the fuck did you figure all that out?!" Vinyl shrugged and finished her cup up as well. "Told ya, DJ's intuition. My special talent may be music, but my job is pulling ponies up from the dumps. I have to know my audience, pick up on the little hints, like when they aren't feeling a song. They aren't gonna just up and shout it, usually. They will start slowing down though, not by a lot, but they'll look weighed down. Then there's the fact that if I watch them come in, I can sometimes tell what kind of songs are best to avoid. Upsetting a crowd is, like, career suicide for a DJ." Rainbow Dash nodded and looked to the mare. "So, what? Are you interested in me, or something?" Vinyl sighed and floated both cups to the sink to wash later. "Dash, I'm gonna stop you right there. Yes. I like you. I think you're attractive, Hay, I think you're rockin', but I'm not going to let you just push this out of the way. Yeah, sure, we could just get up, walk into my room, get out a few of my special toys, and fuck till the morning comes back around, but it won't do anything for your head." "What the Hay are you talkin' about Scratch? All I need is something to take this whole thing off my mind." "Yeah, you need that, and then you'll need it again, and again, and again, and the ways you'll do it will become more and more second nature, meaning it will take less concentration to do, and then it won't be enough and you'll do something stupid. You need to work this out. You need to talk to somepony." "And just what makes you a professional on this kind of thing?" Vinyl promptly pointed to her psychology and modern music degrees on the wall. "Five years minoring in psychology and three majoring in it. That, as well as being a professional DJ attuned to reading her crowd for years, and a good deal of personal experience." Rainbow opened her mouth to speak, but no words made it out. She stared for a moment before sighing. "So, let me guess: You're gonna try to make me talk this over, huh?" "Nope." The pegasus stared blankly again. "What? Wait, I thought you said I needed to talk to somepony." "Yep." "But you're not going to make me sit here and talk about it?" "No. You're free to walk out that door right now and take off back to your house. Just go on and shove this back and be back at the pub by week's end. What I am going to do is set this all straight: This is gonna suck, doesn't matter what you choose. What you can choose, though, is to sit here, talk it out, and get all the sucking out with somepony that isn't just the stallion serving you your next glass of 'Make me forget,' and it'll be over with, or you can walk out that door, hit the air as fast as possible, let the rush carry you away, bus through your days like you own the place, and lay in your bed every night, eventually having to cry your plot to sleep because you can forget this mare." The cyan mare blinked, taking a couple of seconds to soak in what was said. After she did, she spared a glance at the door, which immediately glowed in a blue aura and opened. She blinked again and looked to Vinyl, who was smiling softly. "Just helpin' ya out. Like I said, we can sit and talk it out, or you can head home and put this all as far behind you as your wings will let you for a time. Now just tell me if I should close the door or if you're headin' out." Through every word, the DJ's smile never faltered. Rainbow Dash looked between the mare and the open door, part of her desperate to leave, like she would any other time, but a surprisingly large part of her wanting to stay. After almost a full minute passed, the pegasus sighed and relaxed herself in the chair. "Close it, Scratch. I need to just get this off my chest." Vinyl's expression didn't change, she simply closed the door, then the blinds, and removed her shirt, leaving only her bra to cover her moderately large breasts, something that made Rainbow Dash's cheeks light up once more. Before she could speak, however, Vinyl beat her to it. "You said you're getting it off your chest, so we both are, literally." Rainbow Dash's blush would have been worse if it were possible. She looked at her shirt and to the now shirtless unicorn beside her. Vinyl shook her head, still smiling. "Trust me, Dash? It helps. Make it literal, physical even, and it's not near as hard to talk." With a sigh, the pegasus removed her shirt, leaving her modest breasts covered by a sports bra. Vinyl smiled and leaned back against her chair, motioning for the other mare to start. Rainbow Dash nodded and took a breath before leaning against the table and recounting the rather short encounter with Fluttershy the previous day. After she finished, Rainbow Dash rested her head in her hands and heaved another breath. She looked over to Vinyl to see her give a final nod. "Yeah, I guess I can see how that might sting pretty bad. How long have you been looking for a relationship, if I might ask?" Rainbow Dash shrugged. "I dunno, a few weeks. Maybe a month... or three." Vinyl silently stood and walked over, pulling the pegasus into a consoling hug. Rainbow Dash was surprised for a few moments, but once it passed, she eagerly pulled the unicorn into a tight embrace. The hug lasted only a few minutes before they both eased up and separated. Vinyl smiled softly. "How about I fix us some breakfast, and you just relax? Sound good to you?" Rainbow Dash smiled back and nodded. "Yeah, that sounds pretty cool, Scratch. You sure you don't mind?" "Now since when have I ever minded helping out a friend? After all, I spent, what, three years helping Tavi back on her hooves?" With that, the DJ smiled and got to work fixing up a breakfast for two.
They FuckRainbow Dash and Vinyl Scratch stretched out after finishing their morning meal, both happy and full. After resting for a moment, Vinyl stood, floating the dishes to the sink and walking over herself to clean them up. It was about this time that Rainbow Dash noticed two things: Neither mare had bothered to put their shirt back on since the talk earlier, and Vinyl wasn't wearing the same jeans she had the night before, having changed into sweat pants after her shower. The pegasus couldn't help but bush at noticing, and quickly turned her attention anywhere else in the room she could think of. After Vinyl finished washing, she turned back around to see Rainbow Dash staring at a potted cactus near her doorway. "You okay, Dashie? I mean, I know things kinda hit the fan yesterday, but my cactus is not that interesting." The cyan mare blinked, then groaned. "Heh, sorry, Scratch, I guess I zoned out there for a... Wait, Dashie?" Vinyl shrugged and nodded. "Yeah, I mean, isn't that what Pinkie calls you?" Rainbow Dash blushed. "Uh, w-well, yeah, but she's Pinkie. She's, like, it's hard to explain." "Then don't. Just say it's Pinkie. Back to now: Since you've finally gotten everything said, I can point out how adorable you are when you blush." Vinyl chuckled and stuck her tongue out at the pegasus, whose only response was to blush worse. "Should've expected you of all ponies to show off." "H-hey! I'm not, ugh. Fuck you, Scratch." Without wasting a second to hesitate, Vinyl smirked and walked over, pulling Rainbow Dash in her chair to sit out from under the table and straddling her lap. "Well, I wasn't going to suggest we take it that far, yet, but I guess it's a good way to start the day off, huh?" Rainbow Dash's cheeks stayed red for a moment, but slowly began to fade as she felt her confidence coming out again. She wrapped her arms around Vinyl's waist, smirking at the unicorn now wearing a light blush on her cheeks. "I certainly can't disagree there, Scratchie. Isn't that what Octavia used to call you?" Vinyl's blush quickly filled her face. She let out a light whine and glared at Rainbow Dash. "Fine, I guess I deserved that one. Look, are we gonna get to my bedroom before Luna clocks in, or what?" "You expecting me to carry you in there, Scratch?" "Maybe. I can always carry you if you prefer, hon." Rainbow Dash blushed, opening her mouth to answer, but managing nothing coherent. Vinyl took that as her cue and smirked as she hopped up and lifted the pegasus, bridal style, without too much effort. No matter how much she seemed ready to, the cyan mare never protested, instead settling to cross her arms and blush as she was carried into the bedroom. Vinyl dumped Rainbow Dash onto the bed rather unceremoniously before lighting up her horn and pulling out a small bottle of scotch. The pegasus took rather quick notice. "Hey, what's that for?" "Hmm? Oh, this? I just hear I'm much better in bed when I'm buzzed. Actually, I hear I'm better at a lot of things buzzed, but that's not important. I just figured, since a few drinks got us here to begin with, may as well finish up with a few of 'em down, ya know?" "You're not makin' a lot of sense, Scratch." Vinyl sighed and sat down on the bed. "Look, the deal is, I actually do get real nervous a lot. Yeah, I'm a social freaking butterfly an' all, but I've got a bit of an anxiety problem. If I drink a bit, it helps, like, a lot. It's not a huge thing, but it's been enough to tank me a few times." The unicorn looked to Rainbow Dash, who looked oddly self-conscious, something Vinyl had grown to recognize from seeing it so often. She face-palmed and sighed. "Dash, I swear, it's nothing to do with what you think it is. I'm serious as Tartarus here: You are hot. That's kinda the problem. You're real awesome, and you have a great body, and I just feel like I'm gonna screw something up. Look at me, Dash." The cyan mare looked to Vinyl, though she still appeared a bit unconvinced. "This is just something I do, okay? This is not because I don't find you attractive enough to do anything with sober. This has everything to do with me and my weird anxiety issues. Okay?" Rainbow Dash looked down and thought for a moment before looking back to the DJ. "When did you find out about these anxiety problems, exactly? Like, how long have you had them? Or, like, when did you learn about them?" "I've had 'em since I was still a filly, but I didn't find out about any of it until I started working as a DJ. The first few weeks were kinda rough. It looked like it was gonna get real bad, like I was gonna have to just stick to albums and no live time if I was gonna mix at all." "Then, one night, I forgot I had a set, and I'd been feeling the week go down hill for me, so I got a little tipsy. Mind you, I wasn't drunk. I still had a mind enough to cast any spell I've ever learned and then some. Anyways, I get reminded that I've got a show that night and a pretty big turnout." "So, I got up, walked to my set, and got some weird feelin' off the crowd this time. For some reason they seemed kinda down. The real weird thing was that it seemed like I could just feel what I needed to throw on for 'em. I had a planned set, as always, but I decided to mix it up and start off with something else." "End of the night, I'd gone so far off my plan that I hadn't even touched a single track I had on it. I just went with the audience, and it was the best show I'd put on yet. I just kept on doing it, getting just a bit tipsy before a show, and it kept working." "After I started back for my psych degree, I found myself asking about how somethin' like that could work, and I found out that some ponies have some weird anxiety issues, and that even though things like alcohol can alleviate the tension, it was better to just get medicated." The DJ heaved a sigh and flopped back on the bed. Rainbow Dash remained quiet for a moment before getting up, something that made Vinyl cover her face and sigh. Before she could say anything, however, she heard the sound of glasses clinking onto a table and a bottle being opened. She sat up to see the pegasus pouring two glasses before picking up one herself. "Well, then let's knock some of the edge off, Scratch. I ain't gonna wait all day to get to this. Three months is long enough a wait." Vinyl was momentarily speechless, but she rather quickly composed herself and smiled, floating the other glass over and taking it in her hand. "Bottoms up!" The two mares smiled and quickly tipped back the full of their glasses. The two shivered a little, but the DJ poured herself one more glass, her tolerance worrying her about only one glass. She knocked it back as well, shaking her head quickly after swallowing, and set the bottle and glass down before smiling up to the mare before her. "So, no toys, I take it?" Rainbow smirked. "Hay no, just get out of those pants and we're in business." Vinyl smirked back and rolled onto her back, gripping the waist of her sweats and panties as she lifted her legs and pulling them off together with an almost practiced ease before tossing them to the side. Rainbow Dash was blushing slightly at the display, but recovered quickly, dropping her shorts and boy shorts before stepping out of them. The pegasus then crawled onto the bed between Vinyl's now lowered and spread legs, moving up her body until she leaned in for a kiss, pressing both of their bodies together. They pulled away and smiled to each other before removing each other's bras and getting to what they'd put off for much too long already.
