Kill the lights

OONTS OONTS OONTS WUB WUB

The music pounded in my ears.

All I could see around me was laughing ponies shaking glowsticks rhythmically to the beat.

I joined them, stomping my hoof loudly and using my magic to control the multi-colored lights shaking above us. I glanced over to the leather couch that sat patiently in the corner of the room. A shadow slunk behind the furniture, and it seemed to be carrying what looked like a small knife. I gasped, but continued to dance. If I focused and kept my eye on the shifty shadow, I could get this stunt on my side.

Suddenly, a gleaming blur of silver shot towards me. I haughtily caught it in my teeth and spat it on the dance floor.

"Nice try, Brass Boom. This might be your most creative invite for a rap battle yet! Hit it, Tavi!" I shouted, motioning for the red stallion to come forward out of the shadows.

"Oh My bucking Celelstia, Vinyl. I'm going to murder you after this." She began to play quick beats on her cello that was sitting patiently next to her.

You do your best but it's not quite there. You kick your hoof and say it's just not there!

He cut me off. I could tell, his temper would be quick this time around. He licked his lips and began to chant.

I be stepping so fresh with the flair from Rarity

Scared of me? Shouldn't be, giggle at the ghostly

I'm about to toast these letters like Spike

Dragon spits legit flames to melt the mic right

I grinned devilishly and learned forward. We were forehead to forehead now, in a defensive stance.

Let me tell y'all now, I'm a Cutie Mark Crusader

You can't stop Vinyl, y'all Gildas, ya haters

Twitcha-twitch sense get tense and stand back

Work ethic on the track rivals Applejack's

Brass Boom gritted his his teeth and pushed forward.

Pegasus pony, I been so fly

Get hype like "YAY!" ...Fluttershy *"SWAG!"*

Derpy with the hooves I prove I got moves

You toothless as Gummy, in short, ya rap funny

We both repeated the previous raps growing louder with every word.

Our eyes locked in a heart-stopping glare. I did everything I could to trip him up.

Then it happened.

CRACK!

A small beer bottle had been brought across the back of my head. I immediately passed out. The ponies above me paid no attention. They just kept dancing.

Raving.

Having Fun.

Shaking Glowsticks.

Leaving me passed out on the floor.

No one noticed.

Not Brass Boom.

Nor the Bar tender.

Nor Octavia.

No one.

NO ONE.