The Sweetie Belle Saga

Sweetie Belle was walking from her house to the Pinkberry Strip Club, when she saw Pinkie Pie walking out with a disturbed look on her face. "Sweetie Belle, I'm gonna give you a fair warning. There are NO pink berries in hat building." she said as she walked back to the Sugarcube Corner, twitching every so often.

Sweetie Belle went inside and checked the dance list. She wasn't going to perform today. How sad... She was looking forward to it too... Instead, she would be serving drinks today. Sweetie Belle went to the drink station and found that she would be working with Trixie of all ponies. Oh well...

"The great and powerful Trixie thinks you did well last night, especially for your first time." Trixie said. "Great...* The dumb bitch still speaks in third pony..."* Sweetie Belle thought as she got to the counter. Sweetie Belle stood behind the counter, next to Trixie. "So, you're stuck back here today too, huh?" Sweetie Belle said, somewhat gruffly. "I know it sucks back here, but at least this job pays well." Trixie said with a bored expression on her face.

A stallion in a hat came up to the counter. "one apple vodka, please." The stallion's voice was familiar. "Braeburn? What are you doing here?" Sweetie Belle. "Therapy hasn't been workin' Sweetie. I decided to just drink the memories of that damned elevator away." Braeburn said as he handed Trixie thirty-seven bits.

Trixie gave Braeburn a shot glass and poured some vodka and applejuice into it. Braeburn slowly drank it, trying to make it last as long as possible. When he finished, he set the glass down and walked away. About fifteen minutes later, Luna showed up at the counter. "Hi Sweetie Belle. How are you doing?" Luna asked. "Oh, I'm okay." Sweetie Belle replied. She turned to Trixie and asked for some moonshine. "I'm terribly sorry, Luna. That has been illegal in Ponyville for three hundred and fifty years." Trixie said.

Luna was taken aback. "What! How Dare Tia take my favorite drink from me!" The moon princess stormed out and headed to the royal castle to have a chat with her sister. It was not until four-thirty when somepony else showed up for a drink. It was Flash Sentry. He asked for a shot of whiskey.

"Yesterday, for Twilight Sparkle's birthday. I splashed out and bought her an expensive coat made of skunk fur. Guess what she said." without giving them time to guess he took a sip of his whiskey and continued. "She said she couldn't believe anything so nice could come from such an ugly, smelly creature." He gulped down the rest of his whiskey. "That bitch..." he said as he gave Trixie sixty-three bits, shakily got off the stool, and stumbled away, tripping a couple times on his way out.

About an hour later it was time to go home. Trixie and Sweetie Belle split their profits, getting fifty bits each. "Well, today was uneventful..." Sweetie Belle thought as she got to the Carousel Boutique. She got in bed and thought "Maybe tomorrow will be better."