Author's Note

Hey guys, sorry for not responding to all of your comments. I've been really busy over here these last few days. I have the weekend free and personal issues have been resolved so the next chapter might be up a little quicker than before. But don't hold your breath.

Also for this chapter, I took the time to re-read before publishing.(Because I never thought to do that before. ) so if you could tell me if it made a difference. I'd be grateful.

And finally I'd just like to say. that this story has gotten a lot more positive attention than I was ever expecting and for that I can only thank you.
You guys are awesome. Seriously. and I hope to keep you all entertained.

So here's the next chapter.

Chapter four: Fun Drunk.

“Aww come on!” Button roars as an enemy player fires a crossbow bolt into his back.

“Button you need to check the corners. Or they get the better of you.” You say as you stab the same player through the chest. You hear a similar cry of rage over the chat. You were playing as a Pegasi knight and Button was playing as a Minotaur warrior. It had been two weeks since you threw away all of your spare money and things were looking good. You were currently playing Love and Tolerate with Button, seeing as you were trying to help him and his mother get out of the rut they'd gotten themselves into.

“I am! They must be hacking.” You sigh.

“Follow me, we'll double team.” You suggest. Button gains a determined look.

“Get to the rainbow factory I have an idea.” He says. The two of you snake your way through the simulated buildings of Cloudsdale. Button equipping his bow. He takes out a few other players as you try and draw their fire. After a few minutes of Button mashing and curses directed your way through the game. You make it to the weather factory where Button takes out a device and plants it on an antenna.

“What's that going to do?” You ask, a little concerned.

“SONIC RAIN-BOMB!” One of the enemy players screams. Before you can register what's happening the entire screen fills up with spectra and Button's kill counter is glitching out. Button just sits there with a smug look on his face. You just stare at him shocked.

“Hidden Easter-egg. Took me ages to find it the first time.” He beams with pride and smugness.

“I think that's enough multi player for now.” You say trying to ignore all of the slander being directed at the two of you. Button is unfazed as he basks in his electronic victory.

“Wanna play some co-op?” He asks.

“Sure.” You say as Button loads up the game the cloven. A game about zombies infesting Equis and you trying to find a cure.

“So, hows school?” You ask, zoning out of the game to speak to him.

“It's okay, I guess. Miss Cheerilee wants us to write a report on our hobbies, but I don't know what to do it on.” He says, a little downtrodden.

“What about video games?” You suggest.

“That's not a hobby.” He argues.

“Sure it is. It's something you enjoy doing.” You counter. “besides, I bet Cheerilee wont mind. When it comes to these things, it's more about how you write, not what you write.” You smile down at him.

“I guess. Could you help me?” That caught you a little off guard.

“Shouldn't your mother help you?” He shakes his head.

“She doesn't like this sort of thing, like you do. You would probably be more help....Pleeease?” He whines.

“...Sure.” You say. It shouldn't be too hard to get this done. “When's it for?”

“After the weekend.” He says.

“Then we need to get started soon.” You state.

“Can we keep playing Anon?” You check the time, two o'clock.

“Sure. why not?” Throughout the game, you and Button, give advice, talk about everyday things things and even his cutie mark. He doesn't have one yet but he says he doesn't care much about that sort of thing. However one topic came up that you weren't expecting.

“Anon?” He speaks up. You let out a 'hrmm' as a sign that you are listening. “Are you and my mom special someponies?” If you had been drinking, it would have been all over Button's television. You had no idea where that came from.

“What makes you think that?” You ask with a cocked eyebrow.

“Well. You and mom are always hanging around and I thought you two might...” You lift your hand to stop him.

“No Button. Your mother and I are not together. I'm just being a good friend.” He returns to his game. An awkward silence plaguing the room. You try to break it.

“What about you Button. Do you have a special somepony?” His cheeks redden and hes gaze goes to the floor. “OH you doooo.” You tease.

“DO NOT!” He is quick to reply, another sign that he's lying.

“What's her name?” He refuses to answer, instead playing his game in silence. “You know. I'll just keep teasing until you tell me.” He continues to remain silent. “I won't tell anyone.” You smile as he shifts his eyes towards you for a fraction of a second.

“Promise?”

“Promise.” You repeat.

“Pinkie Promise?” You sigh. You knew what that meant.

“Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.” You smile.

“You didn't do the actions!” He says. You groan with frustration.

“Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.” You repeat word for word. this time doing the actions. He seems to be satisfied by this.

“Okay...” He gesture for you to come closer. You move but he gestures again, and again. Until you are just an inch away from him. “...There is this one filly at school, who I like. He says.” You nod for him to go on. “Her name is...Sweetie Belle.” He then flinches and scrunches up his face in preparation for your laughter. However it never comes. He opens one eye to see you looking back at the screen with your controller in hand.

“Aren't you going to say anything?” He asks, a little confused.

“Ummm...good for you?” He looks completely confused by this. You just look to him like he's acting weird. “What? You like a girl. Cool.”

“You just pestered me to tell you and you don't even care?!” You laugh.

“Oh Button. I will always care when there's something juicy to know.” you say with a sly grin. “So, What are you going to do about it?” His confusion could not raise any higher.

“Wha?” You laugh again.

“What are you going to do to...get the girl?”

“...Well...I...uh...Don't know?” He looks down. You can't help but feel bad for him.

“Aww, cheer up buddy.” You pat his shoulders comfortingly. It's amazing how well you gotten used to comforting ponies over the last few weeks. “I'm sure you could hang out with her tonight...that reminds me, what are you going as for nightmare night?” He smiles.

“Nink from Zelba.” He says. You can already picture The little green outfit he will be wearing.

“Sounds good. Try hanging out with this girl tonight. Might just work.” You can't help but notice that you shouldn't really be giving him advice on how to get girls. Seeing as how you have never had a marefriend.

“Okay, thanks Anon.” You were about to return to your game when the bedroom door opens and Loving Care's head pops in.

“Are you two okay?” She asks. Button was quick to nod his head frantically. Loving Care just cocking an eyebrow. “Remember Button you have homework for tomorrow.” She says.

“I'll do it later mom. Anons going to help me.” She furrows her brow.

“Re~eally?” She asks sceptically. Button just nods and Loving Care's gaze turns to you.

“You will?” You nod your head. She just smiles warmly at Button.

“Well I guess you can go have fun then. But you're doing it tomorrow.” She nods towards the TV. Button just jumps on the spot, cheering. Loving Care looks to you. “Anon. Can I speak to you?” You nod, leaving Button to his game and follow her down to the living area.

“What is it?” You ask, concerned.

“It's about tonight. I don't know if I should go.” You and Thunderlane were hosting a party at your place for your group of friends for nightmare night and you invited her when she told you that she had nothing planned. You were a little surprised by this little development. She was looking forward to it before.

“What? Why not?” She seemed interested at the time.

“...well...it's just...I don't think...I should go.” She says with a sheepish smile. You give her a stern glare.

“Give me a good reason why you shouldn't and I'll drop it.” She sighs looks to the floor.

“It's just, all of your friends will be there and I-I don't think I'll...” You could see what was going on now. She was nervous...and not for the first time.

“You'll be fine. You get along with Prench and Thunder don't you? Everyone else is just as nice. I promise.” She sits on the sofa.

“But you're all so young and what if I just seem old to them?” You groan with a palm covering your face.

“LC you're not old. I don't see a wrinkle of a gray hair on your body. You're only twenty six for Celestia's sake.” You tried not to sound harsh, but she was having a lot of personal issues lately and low self esteem was one of them. You were trying to help, you really were. But everyone has that one friend who you try to be nice to, but they're such a downer, always finding something wrong with their situation. Well...Loving Care was being like that and it was pissing you off. Yesterday she was complaining about still having baby weight. That was a conversation you'd soon like to forget. You were almost certain she was just fishing for complements and you couldn't do jack shit about it. Unless you wanted to drown in her tears.

She blushed from you comment. “But...what if they...” You give a sharp shush to shut her up.

“You're going to be fine. Now you're coming whether you like it or not.” You say irritatedly. She gives you a narrowed eyes glare while pouting. You would laugh if you weren't certain she'd actually ground you.

“Fine.” She says in a huff. Her attitude was of a child who had been told to clean their room.

“It wont be that bad.” You say, walking into the kitchen. “I mean why would it be. You're meeting new ponies not getting in a cage with a hungry Manticore.” You hear a chuckle coming from her in the other room.

“What's the difference?” You sigh.

“You wont die from being mauled.” You say happily. Loving Care joining you in the kitchen. You grab a glass and fill it up from the tap.

“Anon. What if the don't like me?” She asks, sounding as if she's about to cry...again.

“They will. They'll be as nice as they can. Besides, you're forgetting. Thunder and Prench will be there the entire time.” She sighs again.

“There's no arguing with you, is there?” You shake your head and gulp down your water.

“Nnope...anyway, I better go. I'll pick you up around eight.” She smiles at that.

“Everypony knows I'm coming...right?” She asks as you head to the door.

“They look forward to meeting you. I'll see you later.” You close the door and head into town. You had some things to grab and chores to do before tonight.

Your first stop was the cafe. You needed to pick up your paycheck from Coffee Grain. After that you were to head to Rarity's boutique to pick up the cloak for your costume. There you met with Rarity, the nice white unicorn who makes the clothes you wear. You collected your items and before you left, You also met for the first time her sister, Sweetie Belle. You couldn't help grinning like an idiot, knowing that Button has a crush on her. You left shortly afterward. Your final stop was to go to the market and pick up all of your supplies for your apartment. Food and beer being the subjects of interest. With everything done you head home.

It was around seven by the time you got back. Thunderlane was already in his weird, serial killer/mental patient, costume. He was sat at the TV like always, Playing a game you couldn't be bothered identifying.

“Hey man.” He speaks up, his gaze not leaving the TV.

“Hey.” You greet back. “Everything set for tonight?” He just nods.

“I got the candy in a basket over by the kitchen. I got some foods from sweet apple acres and I made sure everypony was coming. LC said she wasn't sure if she'd come, but everypony else is.” You take a seat by Thunder and pull out a beer.

“Everything set then?” He looks at you in mild annoyance.

“Apart from your costume. Yes. Everything is set.” You smile and sit back.

“LC is coming by the way. She's a little nervous about tonight so...yeah....” He smiles through his mask.

“I bet she's gonna be just clinging to you all night. Probably too nervous to speak to anyone.” He laughs. You were a little worried that, that be true. She only really knows you. She knows him and Prench but you were the only one she actually knew.

“I'll think of something.” You say. Relaxing into your seat. The clock was saying it was six. “Thunder? You know the party doesn't start for another two hours...right?” He smiles smugly at you, looking away from the TV.

“Better be prepared early.” He looks to the beer in your hand and his eyes widen. “Celestia's Tits! I forgot to get beer!” He exclaims loudly and dropping his controller and standing to his feet, charging over the couch and out the door. You barely got a word in before he came rushing back in, pulls his mask off, grabs his bit bag and bolts out the door, slamming it behind him.

Once everything is quiet you look to the beer you grabbed from the market and burst into hysterical laughter. You guess there's going to be plenty of beer tonight.

You pick up Thunder's controller and continue his game. Tonight was going to be interesting.

You walk through the streets of Ponyville adorning your costume. You were gaining a few awkward looks from some of the passers by. They looked more confused than anything, but they weren't your problem. Everyone was in costume by now, but you were getting a lot of attention. You were dressed as one of those old timey bird mask doctors from the plagues. You don't remember much about them from your time on earth, but you do remember roughly what they look like and that they freaked the shit out of you. That might explain the odd looks. You approach Loving Care's door and knock twice. There are hoofsteps approaching from the other side, the sliding of a latch and the creaking of the door. Button's face emerges from the side. His eyes wide, he's barely able to stutter a word.

“W-What A-Are you?” Okay, you knew your costume was a little freaky, but you didn't realize it was that freaky.

“Button. It's me...Anon.” You lift the mask up to show your face. How he didn't get that it was you from your general shape, you didn't know, but he seems fine now.

“Wow Anon. You're scary. What are you?” Button asks. All fear in his voice eradicated.

“I'm an old time doctor from my world.” He looks at your form curiously. eying the long dark cloak and the bird mask.

“That's what doctors wore in your world?” You shrug your shoulders while raising your arms in an 'I'm not sure' gesture.

“They used to, but that was a long, long time ago. They don't anymore.” He smiles.

“I'm going trick-or-treating tonight. All the foals will be going. Do you have any advice?” at first you didn't know what he was talking about, but your earlier conversations came rushing back. You didn't know what to say so you thought of every sappy romance book, film or game you've seen, read or played. You begin to list off everything you could think of. You kneel down to his level.

“Okay, I'm not sure how well this will work, but I have a few pointers.” You really shouldn't be giving advice in this subject. “Okay, first. Try to make her laugh. Don't make it your mission, just make her laugh every now and then. Second. Try not to spend all of your time with her. You'll just deter her and she'll get sick of you. Third. Try not to be romantic. I'm no expert, but I don't think girls actually like guys going up to them and being romantic. I think that's saved until you're actually in a relationship. But like I said, I'm no expert.” He just nods.

“Make her laugh, don't spend all of my time with her and don't be romantic. Got it.” before you can say anything else, he runs off into the streets. You really hope you didn't just fuck up his chances.

“AND BE YOURSELF!” You call after him. You hope he heard you. That was probably one of the more important ones.

”Okay!” You hear him call back. At least he heard you.

“OH! My goodness! Anon? You scared me.” That reminded you that You were still wearing your costume...Well...

“Sorry LC. I didn't mean to...” When you turn to greet her you lost all will to talk.

She was standing in the doorway, wearing a nurses uniform, with her coat combed and her hair brushed and tied up. The pink fabric clung to her every curve, greatly accenting her perfectly shaped body. She also wore knee high socks which clutched at her legs and drew attention to her rear. a nurse's cap adorned her head finishing the look. She looked so sexy, you were struggling to say anything. Unfortunately, she notices this and blushes.

“Umm...I hope it's not too much. I just thought that it was a party and...” You let out a breath and snap out of your stupor. It's a good thing your mask was on, or she would have seen your raging blush.

“It's fine LC. You'll fit right in.” You smile under your mask. You turn and walk away. You gesture for her to follow. She closes the door gallops to your side.

“So who's going to be going to this party?” She asks.

“Well let's see. We've got you, me, Prench and Thunderlane of course.” You say as she nods. “We also have, Cloud Chaser and her sister Flitter, Lyra and Bonbon, Bulk Biceps, Noteworthy, Frothy Top from the cafe, Derpy and Time Turner, And I believe Vinyl Scratch and is also coming.” She stops in her tracks. “You okay?” You ask, a few steps ahead of her.

“That's...a lot of ponies.” She says, barely above a whisper. You sigh, walk over to her, crouch down and place a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

“Loving Care.” You say calmly. “You have got nothing to worry about. Everyone is nice and so are you. I know you're going to fit right in.” She nods, still looking nervous. “Besides, I'll be there the whole night. You'll be fine.” She starts to walk again.

“Thank you Anon.” She sighs, looking to the floor. “I know this whole deal with me and Button hasn't been easy on you.” It was your turn to stop in your tracks.

“What?” Your tone is one of confusion. Why is she bringing this up now? She stops ahead of you and looks at her hooves.

“I know you were never burdened to help me... or even wanted to. I know that, at first at least, you hated coming to my home to see us, I know you viewed it as a chore to deal with me and I know how much I have irritated you over the past few weeks.-" She lifts her head to look at you, tears welling in her

"- and I know that, despite all of this, you still came, almost everyday, to help us and make sure we were okay.” She walks up to you. The tears in her eyes leaking down her face. She stands on her hind legs, her front ones supported by your shoulders. Her eyes looking right into yours “Thank you.” She moves in and wraps her hooves around your neck in a hug, her head resting on your shoulders. Stunned, you just stand there while this mare pours out her heart.

“I didn't deserve your help. I didn't deserve your generosity and I didn't even deserve your friendship. But I'm glad I stopped you from walking away at that cafe. I could never have gotten over everything that has happened without you. So Thank you Anon...Thank you so much.” Her grip tightens and you finally come back to earth and register what was happening. You carefully wrap you arms around her and return the hug. The two of you must have looked ridiculous in your costumes. You didn't know what to say. What could you say? All of your thought processes diverted into coming up with a reply to her thanks.

You were never good in emotional situations. You were never good at saying the right thing. mainly because you never had to. So you should be excused for saying this.

“What was I supposed to do? Just leave you there driving the other customers to depression?”

Once you heard the words leave your mouth, you cringed. Why the fuck did you just say that?! You tensed your body preparing for the wave of depression that was about to overcome her. You braced for crying or even...is she laughing?

“Heh heh. And I'm glad you did. Now come, we should get to the party.” You were stunned. She should of taken that the wrong way and spiraled down into a depression. But she just...laughed it off. She returned her hooves to the ground and walked off in your previous direction. You just shake it off and catch up to her.

Nothing is said for a good few minutes while you both walk in peace. You couldn't help but notice Loving Care has a bounce in her step that wasn't there before. She must have gotten what she wanted to off her chest.

“I don't think I've been to your house before.” She speaks up. You assume she's trying to break the silence.

“It's an apartment and no, I don't think you have.” You casually say.

“Okay then...Anon?” her tone stated that she wanted your complete attention. So you stop and look to her.

“Yes?” She looks to the floor shyly.

“I need to ask you for a favor...” She states, eyes glued to her hoof, that was currently drawing circles on the floor. “...I was thinking I...could...stop taking your money. I think I should go back to work.” You feel your brows furrow.

“I thought you said you needed to take care of Button?” her gaze returns to you.

“Yes, that would be the favor I was going to ask of you. Could you take care of Button after school on weekdays? It would only be for a couple of hours.” You were struggling to keep up with this. First she's not behaving like herself and now this.

“What about my job?” You ask. Her ears spay back across her head.

“I-I was thinking you could...change your shifts?” You furrow your eyebrows in confusion..

“Why can't you do that?” You say, a little peeved off.

“I tried that. If a lowered the time of my shifts then I'd have to work weekends. This way I only have to worry about Button for a few hours because he'll be in school.” You groan internally. You really shouldn't have to do this.

“Fine. I'll see what I can do.” She offers a smile, to which you roll your eyes.

"I'll pay you." You just smile and gesture down the road,

“Come on. We're almost there.” At least you would get to keep your money now.

“So then she says I don't know what you're talking about. Can you believe the nerve?!” Cloud Chaser says to Thunderlane. She was talking about some mare named Rainbow smash or something like that. You weren't really paying attention. Everyone had arrived and mingled for a good few hours now. It had gotten to the stage where you had to abandon your costume. It was freaky, but too impractical. Everyone was in costume. Prench was dressed as some form of vampire pony. Thunderlane was in his serial killer costume. Cloudchaser went as some form of bee. Flitter was a goth type thing. Lyra was a human, kinda creeps you out but anyway...Bonbon was a scarecrow. Bulk Biceps, a..tank?. Noteworthy, a cop. Frothy Top, an evil genius. Derpy, a...paper bag thing? Time turner just wore a brown suit, and Vinyl Scratch just wore a menacing cloak. Overall, everyone looked great.

Loving Care was fine for now. She was nervous at first, Metaphorically clinging to your side for a little bit. But she eventually came out of her metaphorical shell and mingled. You were glad to see she managed to brake the metaphorical ice and you were staring to get sick of using the word metaphorical already.

At the moment you couldn't stop to chat. you were too busy trying to loose Prench. She was after you for inviting Noteworthy, who had arrived late. You'd think she'd be grateful. However she was a little loose in the head and took it the wrong way.

“Anon where are you!?” She calls over the ponies. She'd been at this for a few minutes now and everyone had started to ignore her. Unfortunately your apartment only had four rooms including the main room, so you were a little short on hiding places. She found you hiding behind the curtains.

“There you are.” She say in a way not unlike a turret from portal. She grabs your shirt with her hooves, which she shouldn't be able to do, and drags you into the bathroom. She firmly places you on the toilet and pins you by the shoulders.

“Okay. You are going to listen and you are going to listen good!” She says in a harsh whisper. “I do not have a thing for Noteworthy, I do not intend to ask him out and I swear to Celestia, Luna, Cadence, Twilight, or any other princess, that if you ever imply otherwise I am going to personally, tie you up, slaver jam on your dick and leave you in the desert for the fire ants. Do. I make. Myself. Clear.” You smile. It was difficult to take this seriously when she's wearing that slutty vampire costume. You were going to laugh soon so you decide to defuse the situation.

“Prench. I invited Noteworthy because he is a good guy. I did not invite him so you two could do the nasty in the closet. Believe it or not, I don't always think of ways to torture you.” You twist your wrist out and push her off of you. “Now. I invited you to have fun, not threaten my manhood. So if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go before people think we are doing anything funny.” You leave the bathroom. Prench looking guilty as all hell. Ha! You can't believe she bought that.

When you come out, you take a seat on the couch next to Flitter and watch as Noteworthy and Bulk Biceps play Love and tolerate in a PvP game. Flitter and Bonbon are absentmindedly watching the violent video game, mesmerized by the simulated gore and explosions.

“Hey Anon.” Flitter says, not even looking your way. There's no way she could see you.

“How did you know it was me?” You ask. She just snorts.

“You're pretty hard to misidentify.” She lets out a cute giggle. You just smile at this golden opportunity.

“Yeah yeah. I get it. I'm different.” Flitter's Eyes widen at that.

“What?! No! I-I didn't mean it like that. I-I swear.” You laugh at her panic. She just looks to you confused. Flitter was probably the youngest here and that made her the easiest to fuck with.

“I think he's messing with you.” Bonbon speaks up. Flitter just huffs and pouts.

“That's not very nice Anon.” She says.

“Aww come on. It was only a joke.” Her lower lip trembles. “Oh fuck.” You place your hand on her shoulder. “Look. I'm sorry I didn't mean it. It was just a joke.” She looks into your eyes, her own brimming with tear.

“SYKE!” She bursts into her own laughter. “What goes around comes around!” Well maybe she's not quite so easy to fuck with.

“Touche Flitter. Touche.” You relax into your seat as Flitter calms down. “So how are you enjoying the party?” She just smiles.

“It's okay. Needs beer though.” You just smile.

“There's two crates of beer in the closet. Knock yourself out.” Her eyes light up and she flies to the closet faster than a stonner to a fridge.

“So Anon. What do you do for fun?” Bonbon asks, scooting closer to you. You cock an eyebrow. You just smile, raise your hand and a beer is placed in it.

“Thanks Flitter. -” you say as the mare goes around handing out cans. “- anyway. What do I do for fun? Let's see...When I'm not working, I'm at LC's place helping out. If not there, I'm here playing video games with Thunder. If not there, then I'm hanging out with you guys.” You gesture around the place. Bonbon just looks at you horrified.

“You must do other things? What's your favorite thing to do in all of Equestria?” You scratch your chin in thought, allowing a smug smile to cross your face.

“Well. When I really, really want to have fun I just fuck with Prench.” Her brows are furrowed and her lips, pursed.

“How do you do that.” Your smile widens to that of a crazy person.

“It's simple really. Hey Noteworthy?”

“Yeah.” The blue stallion calls back, eyes not leaving his the screen.

“Prench has a thing for you.” You say. Before anyone can react...

“YOU SON OF A BITCH!” You hear being shouted behind the sofa. You just calmly look to Bonbon.

“I have to go.” And with that you jolt out of the seat and bolt around the apartment. Prench following you closely.

“Come here you sack of dick cheese!” She yells behind you.

“No thanks. I'd like to keep my balls.” You make a full lap of the apartment, jumping over the sofa, barely avoiding kicking Bonbon in the face.

“No you don't. Otherwise you wouldn't be such an asshole!”

“Prench, I'm always an asshole.” You counter, running into your room, but before you can close the door Prench tackles you onto the bed, trying to wrestle you to the floor. You wrap your arms around her as she tries to gain dominance.

“I'm gonna kill you Anon! I'm gonna turn you into a bucking mare and leave you for Prince Blueblood!” Over her threat you can hear the sounds of everyone outside laughing their asses off. Your job here was done. Soon Prench squirms out of your grip and pins you below her. Her chest heaving, her eyes full of hate.

“Do it again. And I kill you.” Her tone and expression show that she's just joking, but you have no trouble believing that she would. She releases you and walks out of the room. She sits on the sofa and watches as the stallions continue their game. You sit up and find Loving Care by your door.

“Anon. Are you okay?” You just look at her and smile.

“Are you kidding? That was hilarious!” You break out into a light chuckle, leaving her confused.

“We're friends. We fuck with each other. She's going to get me back at some point during the night and everything will be fine.” You say. She just furrows her brow in confusion, switching between glancing at you and glancing at Prench, before walking off.

You return to the party to find that everything had died down. Everyone had returned to their social groups. You had to suppress a chuckle when you saw Prench with her forelegs crossed and a death glare pointed in your direction. Noteworthy sat beside her rubbing a sore spot on his leg, which she undoubtedly gave him. You, being the unbelievable asshole that you are, decided to sit next to her.

You take a seat beside her and lean back. “I hate you.” She just spits, staring at the TV screen.

“Oh come on Roasty. You know how you really feel. You're just too afraid to admit it.” She huffs.

“I. Don't. Like. Him. Like. That.” She says through clenched teeth. “No offense.” She says to Noteworthy, who just waves it off like nothing. “Why can't you believe that.” Her tone deflates to one of complete hurt. You can't help but feel bad...maybe you did take it too far.

“I'm sorry Prench. I just thought it was our thing to rip on each other. You know. You get me, I get you back, then it just goes into a never ending loop of pain and suffering between us.” You lightly punch her foreleg. "I'll stop. I promise." She just sighs dejectedly.

“You won't though will you?” She asks sadly. The rest of the party oblivious to your conversation. You sigh

“I will if it's bothering you.” You say flatly “But you know you're just going to try and get me back so we'll be even. Like always.” She just nods. Looking at her hooves.

“I'm really going to have to pull off a doosy to get you back for what you did.” You just nod.

“Well. Good luck with tha-Mrrph!” You can't move. You're too shocked. What. The. Fuck?!

Prench had launched herself at you, connected her lips with yours and shoved her tongue down your throat, pinning you between her and the sofa. Your eyes wide open in shock. Her's closed. Her tongue licks and runs over your teeth occasionally flicking your own tongue. You tried to force it out, but that just made her moan into your mouth. At this point you were lost in the moment as you felt yourself return it. Allowing your eyes to close. What the fuck? What the fuck? You could hear the sounds of the party die down as you both played tonsil tennis. The fuck!? With a sudden need for air, she breaks the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting her lips to yours. She's panting, her lidded eyes staring into your shocked ones. She licks her lips, gets up, swishes her tail under your chin.

“Now...we're even.” And with that she walks off towards the kitchen. Everyone just staring at you. Loving Care comes up and taps your knee.

“Anon? Are you okay?” she asks. You just stare at her, look her right in the eye and ask.

“I think I just got molested!!”

It has been twenty minutes since Prench's...episode. She hasn't spoken to you since and you were happy to keep it like that. You were a frenzy of mixed emotions and your mind was going a mile a minute. What the fuck does that mean? Does she like you? Or was she just trying to fuck with your head? Probably that one. She probably want's you to destroy yourself trying to figure it out. You needed to act like you're not bothered by it and she looses. So that's what you did. You reach for a beer can. Yes. beer will help you relax.

You went around everyone, talking, laughing and having fun. The night went by rather quickly...for you at least. You could only remember it in clustered moments. You sort of blacked out after you had your sixth beer the rest of the party went by like this.

“CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!” Everyone around you chanted as you and Bulk Biceps drank your lines of cans. The challenge was to drink eight cans in a row without stopping. The winner was declared winner for life.

"YEAH!!!" Your opponent screamed.

You were on your third. He was on his fifth. He was a machine when it came to drinking. You didn't know how he got through them so quickly. You make for your fourth. He's on his seventh.

How the hell did he...

“HUMAN RUN!” Lyra screams as she rides you piggyback style around the apartment. You run around as you make motorcycle noises. What the fuck was in those brownies?

You run through the kitchen around the sofa and straight into the coffee table, falling flat on your face. Cloud Chaser and Derpy Laughing at your failure. Lyra also joining in.

“Let's do that again!” She shouts. still laughing.

You don't think so.

“Okay so I want to know. How does a human Exercise?” You cock an eyebrow at Vinyl's question

“Why do you...*hic*...want to know that?” Her grin goes sly.

“I want to know if my favorite human friend can stay in shape.” She says with a touch to your arm. Had it not been for the alcohol, you might have declined. But by this point you probably had about seventeen beers in your system and you felt like a god. You just smile back.

“Oh...I don' know, maybe shum running, shwimming,*hic* shit-upsh, pushupsh-”

“That one!” She says. You smile.

“Wha?”

“Show me that one!” She is bouncing in place. You just flop onto the floor. Unable to catch yourself. You place your hands under your shoulders and push up.

“One!” You shout. You fall to the floor with a smack, replace your hands and push back up.

“Two.” Vinyl jumps onto your back and you fall straight to the floor.

“Come on! Three, Go!” You try to push up again, but with the alcohol and Vinyl sprawled across your back, you can't. She lays on your back, like you're the most comfortable thing in the world. “You're comfy.” Nailed it!

“Anon. I think Noteworthy and Vinyl are bucking each other on your bed.” Derpy calls out from across the apartment. Everyone laughing at the situation. You just reach over and write on the fridge pad saying to do list, in scrappy, drunken, handwriting: Clean sheets.

This rewards you with another chorus of laughter.

“Okay everypony! Who's for shots!” Thunderlane shouts, lifting a bottle of stalliongrad vodka.

“So then he's like! 'hey Frothy Top can you make me an espresso with a heart on the top please?' and the bastard just walks of towards her with the coffee! A chorus of 'aww's stretch through the apartment at Frothy Top's recalling of how you met Loving Care.

“Aww Anon. I didn't know you had a soft spot.” Flitter drawls rubbing your arms teasingly. You just give her a drunken glance.

“I-I'l...Haveyouknow. That I...can be very nice when I can be fucked.” You burst out into laughter. Loving Care just sighing.

“How much has he had?” She asks.

“Fuck knows!” You shout taking another swig of your beer.

“So Anon...” Prench comes up and sits next to you. “On a scale of one to berry punch, how drunk are you?” She smiles at her question. She almost bursts out into laughter when she notices you're actually thinking about it.

“Twelve.” You state. She just smiles slyly.

“So...Anon...is that enough for you to...Take off all of your clothes and parade around the apartment?” You just look at her shocked.

“Prench Roast! You should know better than to take advantage of an intoxicated person.” She just pouts.

“But it would be soooo cool.” She whines. You just look to her face.

“Okay. Lets do this.” She just laughs as you take off your shirt.

“Oh this. This is going to be good."

“Dude. I think Anon is wasted.” Noteworthy says to Thunderlane.

“No shit dude. What gave it away? The fact that he hasn't been seen without a beer in his hand at any point tonight? Or the fact that he's dancing around in his underwear.

“Come on buddy. Loosen up.” You say. Ruffling his mane.

“Anon. Here have this.” Cloud Chaser says handing you another Beer.

“Woo!” You open it and chug it down. Thunder gives Cloud Chaser a stern look.

“What? He's fun like this.” She just flies off.

And that all brings you to where you are now.

“We...may have overdone it.” Prench says.

“You think?!” Loving Care replies.

“Oh come on girls. It's not that bad.” Vinyl says dismissively.

“I don't think we should give him anymore beer.” Flitter says concerned.

You were currently barricaded into the corner, behind the upturned sofa. Bulk and Time Turner were at your sides, both equally as intoxicated as you. Sporting their pillows of choice. You were clothe-less, apart from your underwear. Everyone at the party was either passed out, hammered or enjoying the laughs.

“we offerrr this one....w-warning *hic* leave or be...annnihilated-d-d by the...the...The cuddles empire!” You shout over your makeshift barricade.

“Why is he acting like this?” Thunder asks.

“I don't know.” Flitter says.

“What!? You you kept giving him beer and you don't know why!?” Prench accuses.

“You were the one who decided to dare him into doing stupid shit!” Flitter replies.

“Well maybe he wouldn't be so compliant if he wasn't so-”

“ATTACK!” You hurl you pillow over the barricade and charge your enemies. They will know what happens when they defy the cuddles empire. You tackle Thunderlane to the floor, him squirming in your Grasp.

“Submit to the cuddles!” You yell.

“Anon. Fuck off!” You look over and see Bulk and Time Turner have also subdued a cuddle victim...Good.

“Okay! Okay! I submit to the cuddles.” Thunderlane shouts. You release him and stand to your feet.

“Good Thunderlane....Time to cuddle all of those who do not believe.” You turn and scoop up Loving Care who breaks out into Squeals of laughter.

“A-An- ah A-Anon! Put me...Ah ha ha ha!” You fall on the sofa. Loving Care landing on top of you. All of your energy depletes as you suddenly feel very tired. You lift up your beer only to have Loving Care put it back down.

“Okay now I know you've had enough.” She says sternly. You just sigh.

“Yeah. You're probably right.” You just sit back and relax.

“Do you want to go to bed?”

“No way. That things got Noteworthy's jizz all over it. Nah thanks. I'll sleep right here. Thank you very much.” You roll over onto your side and curl up into a ball. “Did you enjoy the party?” You ask.

“Yes, aside from constantly having to worry about your safety, it was fun.” She smiles down at you.

“Hey LC. Is he okay?” Prench asks.

“He'll be okay. Just needs some rest.” She replies. You sigh.

“Good. G'night Anon.” She says. “Before you go to sleep hows about you try an-”

“SUBMIT TO THE CUDDLES!” She is cut off from being tacked by Time Turner. You just laugh at her misfortune and nod off to sleep.

"g'night guys." You say, sleep taking you quickly

Fuck. You are going to hurt in the morning.