Diamond Tiara of The Royal Guard

After finishing her story, Diamond Tiara took a long drink of her ale, draining half the bottle. She let out a sigh as she set the drink down.

"So, now I need a place to stay for a couple nights. Normally I would just go over to Silver Spoon's, but since she's out of town, that's not really an option."

The other five were silent for a moment, all looking at her as she took another long drink.

After several seconds passed, Spike grabbed a bottle, opened it, and passed it to Sweetie Belle.

"Wow," he said as he reached for another. "That seems kind of harsh. I mean, I can kind of- HEY!"

As he opened the bottle, a green aura wrapped around it and pulled it from Spike's claws. The ale then floated over to Sweetie Belle.

"You," she stated, pointing a hoof at Spike, "are not allowed to drink. Remember what you told me happened last time you tried alcohol."

Spike crossed his arms, and let out a huff. His eyes narrowed, but he looked away from Sweetie and the others.

"Yeah," he grumbled. "I remember."

"What happened?" Babs Seed asked.

"It made him burp a lot," Sweetie Belle explained. "Which doesn't sound so bad, I know. Except when he burped, he belched flame." She motioned around them with her hoof. "Considering that we're in a converted barn and there's still hay everywhere, I don't think we want random outbursts of fire around here."

"Right," Apple Bloom agreed with a nod. "No alcohol for Spike." She got back up. "I'll got to the house and get you some juice instead."

Spike huffed and grumbled as Apple Bloom left, but did not try to argue.

Scootaloo chugged the rest of her drink and set the empty bottle down with a belch of her own.

"Pass that over here," she called out to Sweetie Belle.

"Are you sure?" Sweetie asked as she floated the bottle over.

"If Diamond Tiara is going to be staying here for a while," the pegasus stated as she grabbed the bottle, "I'm going to need plenty of these to deal with it."

"So you're okay with her staying here?" Babs Seed asked, placing a hoof on Scootaloo's back.

Scootaloo sighed and set the bottle down.

"No. I'm not."

She turned to Diamond Tiara and glared.

"Let me make this completely clear to you." The pegasus pointed her hoof at the pink pony. "You and I are not okay. You put me -- put us -- through a lot of shit for years growing up. I think Apple Bloom has been a lot nicer to you than you deserve and hope you get what you bucking deserve."

She let out a snort as she grabbed the bottle, taking a sip.

"Doesn't mean I want you end up sleeping Luna knows where and possibly getting hurt," she finished.

"Aaaawwww," Sweetie Belle, Babs Seed, and Spike all said with a grin.

Babs pulled Scootaloo into a hug.

"Our little Scooty-booty is growing up."

"Babs!" Scootaloo yelped, her cheeks turning a bright red. "Don't call me that in front of other ponies."

The others all chucked, making the pegasus blush harder.

"I'm back," Apple Bloom announced as she came in, carrying a case of apple juice on her back. "What'd I miss?"

"Not much," Spike answered as he grabbed one of the juice bottles. "Just Scooty-booty over there saying that she could put up with Diamond Tiara staying here for a couple nights."

"I hate you all," Scootaloo grumbled, glaring at Spike while still being cuddled by Babs.

"You love us and you know it," Babs replied before giving Scootaloo a kiss on the head.

Scootaloo just let out a snort and sat there, pouting.

"Well I guess it's decided then," Apple Bloom said as she grabbed a bottle of ale for herself. "Diamond Tiara can stay and party with us tonight. Now, since we have some alcohol tonight, how about a drinking game?"

"What game?" Babs asked.

Apple Bloom let out a small hum and rubbed her chin.

"I was thinking... 'never have I ever.'"

Diamond Tiara raised an eyebrow curiously. She had tried alcohol before (having snuck some from her father's home office a couple times), but she had never played a game with it before.

"How do you play?" she asked.

"It's pretty simple," Apple Bloom explained. "We each go around, taking a turn. When it's your turn, you think of something you haven't done, then you say 'never have I ever,' and whatever you thought of. If any of the others here have done it, then they take a drink.

"For example, let's say it's my turn. I say 'never have I ever... tried to cut my own mane.' Since Sweetie Belle tried that -- "

"One time!"

" -- she would have to take a drink, as would any other ponies who did."

Spike held up a claw.

"Would spines count as mane in this example?"

Apple Bloom considered it a moment before answering.

"Well, your spines are kind of like our mane, and we do want to include you, so I would say so."

She paused eyes narrowing as she turned to look at Spike completely.

"Why do you ask. Have you tried to cut your spines or something?"

"Well sometimes it would be nice to have a different style," he responded.

Apple Bloom rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Whatever. Let's begin. I'll even go first."

She cleared her throat and thought a moment.

"Never have I ever... had someone dye my mane in my sleep."

Scootaloo snickered as Babs glared at her and took a drink.

"You would prank your own marefriend?" Sweetie asked, eyes wide.

"What did you do?" Spike asked.

"She was asleep and I was bored," Scootaloo stated, not looking in Babs' direction. "We had been talking about changing our manes, and I had wondered what she would look like with electric purple streaks."

Scootaloo shifted, tapping her hooves together.

"I, admittedly, may have used too much dye."

"My pillow was purple!" Babs huffed. "You were lucky the stuff washed out of my mane pretty quickly."

"Babs," Apple Bloom called out, "it's your turn."

"Okay. Never have I ever... been stuck to a tree because of the sap."

Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle each took a drink.

"That was an easy one," Babs said with a grin. "I guess it's your turn, Scoots."

"Okay," Scootaloo said. She looked around at the others a moment, then started to grin.

"Never have I ever sucked a cock," she announced.

Diamond Tiara, Sweetie Belle, and -- to Scootaloo's surprise -- Babs Seed all took a drink.

"What?" Scootaloo cried out, wings flaring out in shock as she stared at Babs. "When did this happen? How? Why haven't I heard about it before?"

"I don't like to talk about it," Babs responded. "As for when and how, it was back before I moved here when I still lived in Manehattan. There was this cute colt and all these fillies were talking about their coltfriends. I got curious, so we went out once. One thing led to another and I gave him a quick blowjob. That was as far as it went."

Scootaloo let out a sigh, her wings going limp at her side.

"Sorry," she mumbled. "I guess that since we were each other's first fillyfriend, and I never did anything with another pony before, I just thought you did too."

"Aww," Babs said as she hugged Scootaloo again. "That's so sweet of you."

"No," Scootaloo replied defensively. "No it's not. I... uhm... that is..."

She looked around, trying to get out of it.

"Tiara! It's your turn!"

Diamond Tiara grinned and shook her head.

"Okay," she chuckled as she looked around. "I even have the perfect one. Never have I ever accidentally started a fire."

She grinned as all the others took a drink.

"I guess that means it's Sweetie Belle's turn."

"Me?" Sweetie Belle asked. "Okay. Uhm..."

She rubbed her chin, thinking for a moment.

"Never have I ever... uhm... made out with a mare?"

Spike, Babs Seed, Scootaloo, and Diamond Tiara all took a drink.

"Diamond Tiara?" Apple Bloom asked. "You made out with another mare?"

"Yeah," Diamond Tiara responded. "When we were younger, Silver Spoon and I would practice how to kiss on each other. I thought you would have done the same thing considering how much you all hung out together."

Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, Babs Seed, and Scootaloo all looked at each other, considering. The thought of practicing kissing on each other had never actually occurred to any of them.

"I guess it's my turn then?" Spike asked, getting a nod. "Okay. Never have I ever... gotten a cutie mark..."

All five mares took a drink.

"That was lame," Scootaloo said after she finished hers. "How about we play something else?"

"You have something in mind?" Apple Bloom asked, raising an eyebrow.

Scootaloo grinned.

"As a matter of fact," she said, "yes I do." She grabbed an empty bottle, set it in the middle of the table, and gave it a spin.