A Night to Remember

My walk home was more than perfect. Everywhere I went; people would wave, smile, and just be all around friendly to me like they never had before. I even got to me meet a couple of kids who wanted me to play street hockey because one of their friends didn't show up. I obliged and saw their faces lighten up with joy, I got to play the first quarter of the game til their friend showed up and was wondering why I was there. I threw the kid his hockey stick and said I was just filling in for him until he got here. I thanked the boys for letting me play and waved goodbye as I decided to take the long way home.

When I got back to my campus, I noticed some people gathered around the front, and went to see what was happening. I tapped a guy I knew from my psych class and he looked over at me. "Hey man, what's going on?" I questioned him.

"Holy shit!" she screamed when he turned to me. "HEY! JAKE" He yelled through to a line up of people that apparently went straight through to the halls and to the dorms inside. "Aw, fuck it." He said as he grabbed the person in front of him by the shoulder and asked him to pass down to the front that I was here. He looked at my dumbfounded and slack-jawed expression and laughed. "Heh heh, Wait til you see what's happening inside." He told me as I could hear someone shouting to 'move the fuck out of the way before he grabbed a beer bottle and shoved it up their ass'. Yup...that's Jake, wasted at...11am. Real fucking classy Jake, I thought to myself.

He got through the crowd of people where he saw me and jumped at me, arms wide open. “Ooo…m..y…Go..d.” I struggled to speak as I received the largest bro-hug in my life. “LET…g..o, air..ne..eded!” He let go and smiled like he didn’t even care I couldn’t breathe (in truth he probably didn’t) then started walking back through all the people, yelling at me to follow him.

I caught up to him after having a barrage of random people and a few I met in class telling me they wish me well and that this is MY night to fuck shit up. College, you never cease to amaze. “Jake, what the hell is all this?” I asked him as we stumbled through people and finally got into the halls.

“It’s your going away party, DUH!” He said to me as he grabbed a beer from my neighbor's hand and tossed it into my grasp. When Jake took the guys beer, he said “Oh, fuck off! The only reason you’re here is for this guy anyways, stop bitching and go get another.” The guy just nodded in my direction and walked to get more beer. Well shit, I’m a big deal now, huh? What about this morning when you called me a twat…

“Jake, it’s; 11:20am, I’m not going to start drinking.” I said to him hysterically.
“Bullshit, you’re not. I got eight kegs of beer and drove for an hour to get a crate of absinthe. You sir, are getting sloshed tonight.” He ended by lifting the beer to my mouth and making me chug it.

“Oh, screw it. Might as well!” I told him as I pushed his hand away and grabbed another from a passer by, taking out my keys and shot-gunning this one.

“Yeaaaah! Now there’s the drinker I know!” He slammed his beer down and we went further into the halls. That’s when I noticed not only the campus and halls were packed with people, but the entirety of the dorms. I tried to look into every dorm on my floor and, “Holy fuck.” I said aloud as I noticed EVERY single dorm room was absolutely packed with people. “You seriously did this, just to say bye?” I asked him.

“Well no shit I did. Dude, you told me you’re going to another world. They may not even have meat…” He gasped loudly as she shook me. “THEY MIGHT NOT HAVE BEER!!!” And this is why you’re my friend, I thought as I threw his hands off me.

“My god, you could be right!” I faked horror as I took his beer and chugged the thing back. “All the more reason I’m going to drink you under the table tonight.” I smirked when I saw the competition spike through his eyes.

You see, anytime we went out to get drunk as hell, we made a bet about who could drink more. Ever since that first party when we made that random ass bet, we continued to do it, almost like a ritual. “FUCK THAT!” He shouted as he began to run to the nearest keg, which just so happen to be in my room. WAIT a minute.

I ran up to him and slapped his back as he was trying to drink a beer and made him shoot it out of his mouth. “How the hell did you get in here?”

“What, your room?” I nodded. “Door was wide open when I got here. Brought in the kegs and case of absinthe then started banging on everyone’s doors telling em to come get plastered.” He finished and starting drinking his beer again.

Oh…shit I did leave it open… didn’t think It would matter. But soooomeone decided to throw me a damn beer bust. “Oh ya, I left the door wide open when I came to the office. Didn’t think it mattered since all I needed was my bed.”

“That’s still all ya need mate. Just, not til I get you nice and drunk.”

“Yeah, I kind of concluded that.” I said to him as I pushed his beer to his mouth just as he did to me, hearing him gulping it down. This is going to be a fun few hours, and it outa be, last day on Earth mother fucker!

Ok. So, maybe drinking twelve beers and having three shots of absinthe at 12pm wasn’t the best decision of my life, but fuck it. At this point I’m having a grand ol' time. I don’t know how Jake got a dj system set up in my damn room, considering there’s only about twenty feet of free space with my couches and desks, but he did. The room is packed full of people drinking, laughing, and enjoying everyone’s company. I think this is a first, where every person in my college actually got along. Oh alcohol, how lovely you are.

I looked at the clock dangling on my wall, from who ever thought it was funny to through a damn sandwich at it an- “FUCK!” I screamed loud enough to make the room stop and stare at me in confusion. The music stopped in my room and people asked “what’s the matter?” “Uhhh…I spilled?” they just looked at me strangely and someone yelled “SO DID I! IT’S ALL OVER THE COUCH. NOW TURN THE MUSIC BACK ON.” And everyone went back to what ever it was they were doing.

I got up from my armchair and wandered the crowd to try and find Jake. When I found him I was sad to say, not surprised. There, lying on the floor with cups surrounding his body was the drunk himself. I kicked him a couple times and he stirred awake.

“Yo dipshit, you passed out. I win.” I said in a slightly mocking tone.

“I haven’t shtopped drinking yet, shho you… don’t win… shiiit.” His voice slurred and was being muffled by the cups of beer around his face. Haha, looks like someone made a pyramid on his face.

“Yeah, well, I’m leaving now so I win anyways.” I said as I kicked his leg to prove my point as he couldn’t get up.

“Not til…you’re where…I am.” He spoke trying to stand up, his brain clearly not being able to formulate a coherent sentence without stopping.

“Too bad, because I promised Luna I was going to be there about 5 hours ago. I have to leave Jake, she's probably already pissed of at me for staying this late. I spent as much time here as I could.”

That’s when the bastard tackled me and yelled for someone to grab my feet while he and my friend Tom picked me up at the midsection of my body and arms. “Jake. You silly bastard! Put me down!” I shouted as they brought me towards the second keg placed in my room.

Oh god. Oh god no! They flipped me upside down and shoved the nozzle in my mouth where they held it shut. Then he got Adam, an old drinking buddy of mine to start pumping the keg. I tried to pull away and spit the nozzle out, I really did. But about halfway through, I smacked their arms and held myself up with Tom’s help holding my legs.

“222! 223! 224! 225!” I gathered a crowd around the keg and they started counting as I just kept drinking as much as I could fit in my gullet. “556! 557! 558! 559! 560!!!” They all cheered as I finally let go of the keg and Tom flipped me on my legs where I immediately began to sway.

“Now, THAT was something.” Jake said as he chuckled whole-heartedly. “That’s the longest you’ve been able to do that! I think last month it was only 215. Good job!” He said with nothing but pride in his voice for me.

Too bad I couldn't understand a damn word of it. I started wobbling my way to the kitchen counter where someone was gracious enough to pour me yet another shot of the green ferry herself. I threw it back as soon as my fingers touched it. "Ahhh, that’s the burn." I said to the fine gentleman that gave me the shot, substituting as a bartender for the party I guess.

"Want another?" The nameless sir asked.

"Nahhhh. Man, don't think I could handle another just yet. Know anywhere that could be quiet enough to think around here?"

"Uh, well the party's pretty loud. But I think the third floor bathroom would probably be fine even WITH the shaking." He said with a slight laugh and a pointing finger to glasses on the table rattling.

"Sweet, thanks for the tip."

"No problem man. Think of it as a shitty going away gift." He smiled at me.

"Hahaha, I will." If he only knew that he was giving me the best possible gift anyone could at the time.

I dragged myself up the stairs, tripping a few times or hitting my foot on the edge of the stair and falling on my face. When I got to the third floor I looked around for the bathroom and found it, quickly locking the door behind me and laying my head on the counter. "Jesus, I can't believe I even made it up the steps." I explained to myself. "Whatever. Finally I was able to find somewhere silent." I sat down, head leaning on the wall and began my journey to the ethereal plane where I was sure Luna was waiting for me.

I opened my eyes feeling quite groggy. I'm drunk here too? Well shieeeet. I thought to myself as I tried to stand but fumbled with my feet as I did so. When I was standing straight up, I started walking in the direction of Luna's garden. As I got closer I could hear her talking to herself. It sounds like she's having an argument by herself, voicing both sides.

I entered the garden and saw her sprawled out on her stomach, staring diligently at the only dandelion I saw grow here. "Heyyyyyy, Luna." I said in my drunken stupor.

She bolted upright and glared at me. "You said 5 hours. You said in 5 hours you would come to us in Canterlot castle. You agreed to meet sist-.....Your drunk aren't you..."

“YESHHH! THERE IS BEER IN EQUESTRIA!” I shouted causing Luna to jump."But SHIT! How the hell did you figure that out beautiful?" I thought to myself....wait a tick…

"Such language towards us, Seth! And we 'figured it out' by taking a single glance at you. You've been swaying ever since you entered the garden." She told me with an annoyed look and puffed out cheeks.

"Sawwwry. My friend Jake threw me a party!" I spoke with an over-exaggerated tone of happiness. Ah liquor. Always a good friend.

"And this is why you kept us waiting for far longer than you promised?" She seemed hopeful for some reason.

"Of course Luna, I was on my way here an hour early when I saw a shit ton of people outside my campus. Turns out it was partyyyyyyy!" I said again as though she didn't hear me the first time.

"Good...W-we thought you were not coming at all. We came here thinking that maybe you wished to stay a while longer on your world and then come with us." She looked downtrodden. "We were terrified thou would never show again…”

“Oh Luna” I said as I made my way closer to her and kneeled while I pulled her into my embrace. “There is no possible way I will ever leave you. You ARE my life now.” I told her as I stoked her wonderful mane and lightly massaged her ears, a faint moan slipping past her lips. “I just need to be gone for a few more hours. This is one of the greatest moments of my life! I have the entire college drinking and laughing together because of me. I’ve had people I hadn’t seen in months come up to me and hug me and tell me they’re gunna miss my wise ass comments in psychology. It’s insane! I never felt so happy; Unless of course you count meeting you in there.” I said as I kissed her forehead and tried to stand up. I was forced back down by a pair of blue hooves as she pushed my chest down and took her, oh so familiar spot on my waist, kissing me with nothing but passion. Our tongues danced with one another as she pushed HARD into the kiss, only retreating when she tasted how much booze I really drank, letting her tongue flop out.

“Ewwwwww.” She whined. “How much have you consumed in the last few hours?!”

I laughed and said “keg stands are a bitch” Under my breath.

“What?”

“Nothing.” I said sheepishly. “Let’s just say a lot and leave it at that.” I really had no idea how much I had already drank.

“Well…alright. So are thou returning to our land with us now?” She said with a hopeful smile.

“I was actually wanting to spend a little more time with my friends, and see how much it takes for Jake to puke. Never seen him vomit from drinking…strange…” Annnnnnnnd her smile’s gone.

“Really? Watching someone puke is more important? I can understand you wanting to be with your friends and all, but really?” she said with a slightly disgusted look.

“Luna you don’t understand!” I said waving my arms about. “He drinks entire kegs to himself! The man is indestructible by the ravages of booze!” I spoke as I realized she was giving me a deadpan stare.

“Riiiiiiiiiiight. Well, as long as you actually remember to travel to our world and lock onto our signature properly, we have no problem letting you go back for a few hours. Just…Just don’t overdue it more than you already have.” She said this as she gave me a tiny peck on the cheek and vanished from the dreamscape.

“pfffffft, ahahahahahahahahahahaha like I’m not going to drink as much as possible.” I said to the lone dandelion I plucked and held to my face. “You don’t think that’s a bad idea, do you?” I asked the weed. The wind blew the dandelion up and down for a few seconds than stopped. I threw the nasty garden destroyer on the ground and yelled at it. “Like I need your criticizing opinion!” Then vanished back to my world.

Author's Note

Sorry if this chapter seems to be lacking in the spelling or grammar areas. Had to type this one out and publish it while it was fresh in my mind. My computers been failing me quite frequently: not saving, deleting paragraphs and the like.

(I think I'm getting the hang of writing!!)

Over confidence will surely be my downfall