Ponyville Bachelors' Club

Mac carried an unconscious Thunderlane on his back as he and Doc plodded back to the fight's loser's home. Thunderlane had held his own, leaving Snowflake with a black eye and a missing molar, but Thunderlane had a swollen face and several bruised ribs to show for it.

Now, the two were making sure that he got home ok so that he wouldn't have to be left in the care of Snowflake for much longer. No doubt the two would become stronger friends as a result of the fight with the way guys gained respect for each other, but right now, the meathead was still fuming.

They reached the front door, and Doc knocked. The door was opened by Cloudchaser, who, along with her sister Flitter, ushered them inside.

"What happened?" Flitter hissed so as to not wake Rumble.

Mac shrugged while Doc simply said, "Guy's night."

They laid him on the couch inside to receive a weak smile as he came to.

"Hey buddy," started Doc, looking down on his charcoal friend.

"I won didn't I?" he asked, prompting a chuckle from all present.

"Same time next week?" Thunderlane inquired.

"Yeah," answered Doc, "same time next week. We'll have to invite more next time. I don't think I have it in me to keep Snowflake from killing you again."

"Good," Thunderlane said as he rolled over, "I'm looking forward to it."

The two smiled, but were hastily ushered from the house by Cloudchaser so she could tend to Thunderlane.

The stallions stood on the front porch as the door shut in their faces. Then Doc looked to Mac as he began walking away.

"I'll see you next week."

"Until then. Take care of yourself. See ya."

And then, they plodded off to home, only to begin counting down the days until the next time that the Bachelors of Ponyville would meet.