Viva Los Pegasus

Chapters

The Manager
Young-Dragon-Kid
The DJ
The Janitor
Point
Hello Sunset

The Manager

I woke up to a loud thudding, quickly realizing I'd set my alarm to some obnoxious station, my own. "Son of bitch- shut up!" I shouted, throwing my arm out and brushing against something warm. "...Shit- come on- god-" I grumbled, trying to clear my eyes and find out what was keeping me from shutting off the obnoxious, comfort ruining noise.

"Just five more minutes...." A soft groan came from my side, followed by a blurry red mane. "Why's it so loud!?"

I grumbled angrily, pushing past the mare in my bed. "Well I'm trying to shut it off!" I found my alarm and started bashing it against my bedside table. "Come on...piece of crap is stuck!" I shouted, slamming it harder and harder, "Die you vapid machine, die!" I continued to bash the alarm, the mare next to me standing up and walking behind my table. I was able to give it a final bash before the music finally stopped. "Yes I--"

Just before I could celebrate my victory the mare walked back over to my bed and dangled the cord before my eyes. "...You're not very bright, are you?"

I grumbled and went to work looking for my glasses. "I'm never rational in the mornings, ya damn horse. Now get the hell out of my apartment!"

The mare let out a single hurt gasp, "I- wow, you really are a jerk!"

I shook my head, trying to wake up completely. "We both knew what this was. And...let me just say, I've had woman that were worse than you--"

"What the buck is that supposed to mean!?"

I scratched my head and fit my glasses to my head, "It means human pussy is just a bit more pleasing to my human dick, than...oh, I don't know, pony pussy."

The mare's jaw nearly hit the floor. "You're unbelievable."

"Am I?" I looked towards the door, "What were you expecting? Fucking breakfast and some coffee?"

The mare pranced around nervously, "Well something...like a kis--"

"Mare, I picked you up in some dive bar! Granted I seem to know how to pick 'em even on drugs, but Jesus, this isn't a freaking reception!" I stood up, my boxers missing but my tee shirt plastered to my chest, "Look, I can give you some coffee for the road...like, taxi fare or something...but you're not staying here."

The mare puffed out her cheeks, "Are all you humans jerks, or is--"

"Only the smart ones." I stated, scratching myself, "Now do you want the coffee or not?"

The mare flared her wings a bit, "I...can I use your shower?"

I let out a long sigh, "Just- you want some beer? I mean, I need a shower too but I'm not going in there half drunk...or half sober, it's hard to tell."

The mare glared at me, "You're gonna shower with me, and get drunk--"

"No, I'm going to get drunk, continue to drink in the shower, and you're invited." I started off towards the kitchen. It always amazed me how modern this place looked when compared to the rest of Equestria. Ponyville was effectivly a collection of hovels and Canterlot a bunch of stone slabs compared to Los Pegasus. This place was as modern as any human city I'd seen. In most aspects at least. No internet, but that stuff takes a lot of time to figure out I suppose.

I rubbed my head as the music continued to linger in my brain, the voices of japanese girls screaming in my head was awful. "Kusonippu....something something...bleh." I grumbled, fishing through my fridge. I pulled out a beer with a pair of panties around the neck, "...Hey, are you missing something!?"

The mare peeked out of my bedroom, "What do you--" She stopped dead when she spotted the white panties around my bottle, the exact hue as her coat. "I uh...yes...."

I pulled them off my bottle, holding them to my nose. "...Yep, that's mare pussy alright." I tossed them onto her head as I walked towards the bathroom, busting the cap off on the edge of my sink. "Now you coming or what?"

The mare slowly wandered after me, watching me as I turned the water on full blast. "So...we didn't--"

"Are you on the pill? Or...like, are you taken care of?" I asked, tossing my bottle back and stepping into the water. "Like...I'm not gonna have a little satyr bastard am I?"

The mare froze, "Wait...what!?"

I finished all I could drink and poured the rest down the drain. "It's been like two year...do you seriously not know?"

"Know what!?" She snapped, stepping onto the edge of the shower. "What!?"

I turned to the wall of my shower. "Fuckin sky hicks.... Like a year ago ponies started getting pregnant, and here's the punchline, from humans! So I'll ask again, are you gonna be--"

The mare started hyperventilating, "I- I can't be- no no no I'm not even in hea--"

"Don't matter." I muttered, "God only knows why." I relieved myself down the drain and hung my wet shirt over the spigot. "You go ahead and shower, I'll go find the meds I keep for this kind of crap." I stepped free, letting my long hair drip against the floor as the mare stepped in and curled up on the floor.

"No...painkillers, ye- oh damn...." I remembered how screwed up I'd gotten last night and set the bottle down, "Asses.... No, no, ah." I found a small bottle with a blue ring around the cap. "Hey you listening?"

"What!?" The mare snapped, jumping upright, "You ruined my lif--"

I reached in and turned off the shower. "Bitch, aren't pegasi supposed to be really picky about who they sleep with!? What happened to that?" I popped a pill into my hand, "Here, take this and you should be fine."

The mare just looked at my hand, "You know...we don't just- we-- I can't go back to Cloudsdale like this, I can't go preg--"

"I've heard it before!" I snapped, "I'm a pegasus, you can't just leave me. I'm a pegasus, that one night stand was like a wedding ring. I'm a pegasus, you're not allowed to just pretend it didn't mean anything. I swear, you birds get so clingy after it! I mean, earth ponies don't give a flying fuck who they go with, and unicorns...met some kinky bitches, but you bird ponies just get so freaking attached over nothing!"

"It wasn't--"

"See there ya go!" I pointed at her, throwing the bottle of pills into my sink. "We met in a bar, we both got, hammered, and now here we are. Now take that pill. You might feel a little sick but it'll stop a pregnac--"

The mare's eyes shot wide as I tried to speak, prompting her to devour the small pill. "There, it's over!?"

I looked at her with a dull and tired expression. "Should be...go check with a doctor if not."

The mare started huffing and puffing like an apprehensive dog. "But- I- I--"

I stared at her. "Look...you want like, you want a hug or something?"

The mare shot her gaze down to her hooves. "Can- can I have a kiss?"

"Um...no, you won't leave if I do that. Now you can have a towel and a hug, but you really gotta get out of here." I looked out into my bedroom, staring at my clock. "Yeah...I gotta get to work, so you really need to go--"

"Can't I stay!?"

"Last time I let someone stay in my apartment without me I got robbed! So no." I grabbed a towel from a rack above my toilet. "Now...you gonna come out of there?"

The mare flared out her wings, "What if I don't!?"

I folded the towel over my arms. "Well then I call the cops and...well, you'd get arrested, and I'd end up fucking a mare with a little police hat." I chuckled softly to myself, "Why are all the cops so adorable? ...I wanna wear her hat." I mumbled to myself, remembering a particular officer. Naive little thing but I'd seen her take down a stallion twice her size and kick a griffon in the jaw.

The mare just glared at me. "...Can I sta--"

"Alright, no hug then, bitch!" I threw my towel down, "Get out!"

The mare backed against the wall. "Make me!"

"Bitch I don't make people do anything!" I walked over to the phone in my kitchen, standing next to the island that stood in the center of my large box of a kitchen. Nine, Nine, Nine. I finished up with the button and stood waiting for someone to pick up.

Eventually a sharp click came through, "...Los Pegasus Police--"

"Brass, hi. Yeah I got another crazy one refusing to leave."

The stallion on the other end of the phone let out a long huff. "Mr. Acco we can't--"

"Look, are you gonna send Star down to sort this out or do I need to throw her out a window myself?"

"...Insufferable. You know this wouldn't happen if you didn't--"

"If I didn't bring random pegasi home, I know. But it's my job to do stupid things, it's your job to clean them up when I do! Now send that tight little cop over, and another to get the psycho out of my shower!"

Brass sounded rather angry on the other end of the line. "Fine...but if this happens again I'm just going to--"

"Bitch if this happens again we're gonna do the same thing as before! Tell ya what, every five or so I'll buy you a bottle of whiskey, okay?" Brass hung up. "...Guess that's a yes." I hurried over to my front door, I stood by it until a loud knocking set me off.

I threw the door open, watching as a trio of ponies rushed inside. One went straight back towards my bedroom, the two others stepped before me. "Jesus, that's a hell of a response time!"

My coworker was amongst the two, a beige unicorn with deep bags under his eyes, "Acco...we need to--"

I held my hand to him. "This can wait, I need to fuck the adorable police." I turned to the tiny earth mare, her navy coat matching her hat. "Star Light, how are ya?"

The police mare just looked me over, cracking a wide smile as she did. "Hi George."

I reached down, hugging the adorable officer, "Hi there sweetheart, got time?"

Star stepped back, looking towards my bathroom, "Um...not really, sorry."

"Aww, maybe later?" I asked, standing up, my rod doing the exact same. "Dinner?"

Star looked down, tracing a circle with the tip of her hoof, "I can't...The Roost is coming and everypony is on duty."

"Don't bucking touch me!" the red maned mare screamed, her wings tied to her side with the other cop behind her, "I swear to Hurricane I'll buck you in the head--"

Star walked over to the mare, putting her hoof on the red mare's head and pressing her jaw flat against the ground. "Sorry George...duty calls."

I brought my fists together like a schoolgirl, "Tsssss, let me know when you have time," I hissed, trying not to sound creepy. "Oh god I wanna bang her."

My coworker just glared at me, as the trouble was pulled out of my apartment. "...DJ, we need to talk, Roost is coming and--"

"Alright...second time I've heard that today. You gonna tell me what it is?"

My coworker just stared at me, starting to blush, "You wanna put that away first?"

I looked down, chuckling softly and putting my hands behind my head, "Woooo, ooooo, ooo." I gave a few hip thrusts, causing my half stiff member to slap my thighs lewdly, "It's not my fault, he saw something he liked."

"Sure...look, I can't talk to you like this, so can you--"

"Roost, what is it?" I asked, cupping myself and covering my groin with my hands.

My coworker just shook his head, "...You don't know? How long have you been living here again?"

"Like three years dude. So you gonna--"

He looked back to the door, "Well, you know pegasi, right."

"Clingy ponies that think anyone they have sex with will love them forever. Soul mate something something."

"Right. Well...every five years they hold a year long festival...and uh...go crazy."

I pulled my glasses down my nose, "...Define crazy."

My coworker glared at me, "Your kind of crazy. Drugs, sex, public indecency--"

"What, like mardi gras? You ever been to the US?"

My coworker cringed, staring at the floor. "Unfortunately--"

"You get laid?"

He just closed his eyes, muzzle pointed to his hooves, "Like I said, unfortunately. Anyways...it's gonna be a mess in about a week, ponies going to be going crazy, so we need to hire another janitor."

I shrugged, "Then do it."

"...I have to check with you, it's your club...."

I walked to his side, letting my limp rod fall against his back, "Tenor, you run this place for me. I trust you to make the business decisions."

Tenor tried to step away, forcing me to hold him in place. "That's great...but can you not put your--"

"Shhh, just enjoy the bonding moment...." things grew amazingly quiet as I stood there, resting my cock against his back. "Viva Los Pegasus. The only place I could get away with the crazy shit I pull."

"That's really awesome for you, but can you not put your dick on my back!?"

"...Where else is it going to go!? I could drape it over your muzzle if you want!"

"I'm not gay you know--"

"Neither am I, but you're in my house, I'm naked, this was an inevitability." I let him go, stepping back, "Just let me love you man...physically if you want."

"...I'm going now--"

"Hey before you go. Hire a hot janitor, like...I don't want another fifty year old, especially during pony gras!"

Tenor let out a long sigh and turned to the door. "Is there a single time you don't think about your penis?"

"When I'm worried about my asshole."

Young-Dragon-Kid

I walked unsteadily through the halls of my apartment building. My last night's stands joining me as we walked towards the elevator. Two mares, a human girl and some half pony half dragon guy who helped me tag team them. I lead the group towards the elevator, jamming the main floor button like mad and resting against the wall.

The lift-ful of pussy was rather awkwardly quiet. "...So, half and half, you got a job?" I asked the hybrid child. "Cause...we're gonna need extra security for the...what is it? A year?"

The quadrupedal claw kid took a step back, "I uh...sure? I mean, you'd actually hire me?"

I scratched my head, still slightly fucked up from the previous night. "Yeah...why not? Do people like...get on your case about the whole, my mom fucked a dragon, thing?"

The colt got a little flustered, "Actually my mom is a drag--"

"Dude...it really doesn't matter. I had my hand in places that should probably make me want to cut it off, if I can deal with that, I can deal with some pony with a freaky tail and claw hoof things."

The older colt looked down at his hooves, tightening up his fingers. "They're not really hooves...everyone just--"

"Kid, I don't care. You're in Los Pegasus, you do whatever the fuck you want, ain't no one gonna stop you unless you start raping or murdering." I leaned back against the wall and looked at the ceiling. "Fuck...this god damn elevator...." I looked down at the dragonborne, "Shouldn't you have wings? Coulda' flown us down by now."

"I just--"

"Shut up." I grumbled, "Kid...I'm still coming down so just agree with me."

"...But that--"

"And don't expect me to make sense. Just find some pony named Tenor and tell him I said you can work security." I ran my hand over my face, pushing back my hair, "You get to push ponies around and touch gross ass people that get in fights. How fun!"

The dragonkid looked around, trying to catch the rather embarrassed girls' attention. "So, I have a job, from getting in a orgy?"

I pulled my glasses on, trying to hide my bloodshot eyes. "Networking kid, life is all about networking. And luck, and stupidity, and apparently ponies, but I think that last thing is tertiary." I scratched the side of my head, letting my wrist press against my temple, "Whatever, tertiary, means."

The rest of the ride down was quiet. The girls not wanting to talk and the dragonkids brimming with excitement over his new job. Little did he know working security in my club would probably be one of the worst jobs of his life, but why ruin his fun. Hybrids like him were rare, having one on staff would be fun until he quit.

The elevator popped open to Tenor, standing angrily and tapping his hooves. "DJ, what in Tartarus?"

"Tenor! We got security man, this fucker." I kicked the dragonkid out of the elevator. "How goes the mop hunt?"

Tenor took a step back, "Mop hu- the janitor you mean?"

"Yeah, mop slaves. We got enough?" I asked, giving and over-exaggerated step out of the elevator.

Tenor rolled his eyes, "Mop slaves, lovely. Here, applicants." He pulled a bunch of papers from his jacket pocket, "We only need one or two, I'd say two--"

"Holy shit, Shimmer...why the fuck is this fabulous bitch trying to be a janitor?" I pointed to the first file, some mare named Sunset Shimmer. "Fuck that noise, hire her, we need more hot bitches covered in semen!"

Tenor cringed, cocking his head slightly and giving me a worried look, "George...how high are you right now?"

I started snickering, "I'm like a five...maybe a se- six- no...sex worked." I tossed the files back at him, "Anyways, hire that one and this fucker, and someone else. Like I said, I love you...physically, and that means I trust you. So sort this stuff out and let me make the money."

Tenor looked down at the files, then to the dragonkid. "...What happened to him?"

The dragonkid took a nervous step back, "He uh--"

"I snorted half an eightball off a mare's ass crack! I'm fucking flying still." I yelled, throwing my hands out and mockingly gliding around the apartment entry. A stallion in a hoodie stopped and stared at me. "...Fucker, I will rape your face you don't stop staring. Fucking undressing me with your eyes--"

"George!" Tenor snapped, crushing my foot with his hoof. "Do you need me to call someone?!"

I took a few steps back. "...Dude, that hurt bro. Fine, I'll go get this shit sorted out be a doc. ...You get my orders?"

Tenor rubbed his face with his hoof, dragging it down his muzzle. "Something about pills and condoms...."

I nodded. "Not for me bro, for the club. I read up on this Roost thing, shit is gonna be wild."

"...So what, you want machin--"

"Dude." I ducked down, putting my hand on his head. "I might be a psycho...but we gotta think about the kids. We can't let half of Equestria get knocked up just because ponies wanna try and have fun. I mean young-dragon-kid here is gonna be saving mares from getting raped in the bathrooms...I'll be keeping an eye on the stupid youths and trying to make sure no on dies. The janitors are gonna keep everyone from getting si-- dude...we should send day one profits to the clinic man...."

Tenor cocked an eyebrow, "That's...uncharacteristically good of you. What happened?"

I started laughing as I grabbed his horn, "I got fucking high as shit. Everything seems like a great idea right now."

"Wait so are you serious about the mon--"

"Fuck yes I'm serious about the money. Have you seen the ticket sales since this Roost thing started winding up? It's not even started yet and we're booked solid for a month! And...last time I got chlamydia they helped me out...so yeah, donate the fuck out of them."

Tenor smiled lazily, "That's great...now really, who is this?" he nodded his head towards young-dragon-kid.

I stared at YDK, staring at him. "...He's...Young-Dragon-Kid, YDK, Yuduk...."

"My name's Scal--"

"Yuduk...." I stated, standing up. "Codename Yuduk. And that's not just because I think your real name probably sucks. People find out you threw them out of a club you usually get some shit. Granted you're not exactly going to be hard to find, but still." I looked around the entryway, "...So...I'm gonna go get my systems flushed. Dragonface, you wanna come?"

Yuduk looked at me, "I don't--" he stopped dead, his light grey coat turning a bit green, "Okay--yeah, that sounds like a good--" He was cut off as some beige mess spewed from his mouth, splattering against the tile floor of the apartment lobby. "Oh dear Luna--"

"Holy shit...fucker ate my watch." I laughed, watching as a cheap broken watch floated by, "I thought I'd jammed it inside one of the girls...how the fuck did you get it!?"

"Holy crap, do I need to call an ambulance?!" Tenor snapped, watching the puking dragonkid spit out a bright red mess.

I started shaking my head, "We were drinking these stupid red drinks...like, ninety percent food coloring, he's fine."

"Aaaauaugh!" Yuduk yelled, finishing up, "Dear bucking Luna's ghost!"

"See...fine.... Now someone should probably clean this up." I started off towards the door, "Come on Dragonface," I held the door open, revealing the bright sunny beach of Los Pegasus. Every species dressed up in bikinis and clubbing attire. "Fucking Viva Los Pegasus!" I shouted, stumbling down the concrete street towards the clinic. "Fucking love this place!"

Little by little we made our way through the slightly empty streets. The Roost wasn't on yet, it seemed like the calm before the storm. Soon enough this place would be full of every type of person, from club mares, beach ponies, slutty human bitches in undersized bikinis, griffon thugs, and above all else, sex, drugs and clubbing.

The tall buildings that lined the waterfront would burn forever, the beach would witness untold stories, rape, sex, drug abuse, assault, love, hate, everything one could expect from the young and reckless. And we were nothing if not young and reckless, and maybe a little fucked up.

"Young-Dragon-Kid...shit is gonna be crazy. Like...wild as fuck!" I kicked my leg out, throwing my arms up in a cheer as I walked towards the clinic. "But always remember...fuck the adorable police...and thank the doctors. And I mean fuck them as in go down on them...because those fuckers are gonna have a rough time soon enough."

Y-D-K nodded, "Uh...wait...so- like if they're on duty?"

I slowly turned my head to face them, "Dude...don't be stupid. You flirt when they're on duty, you eat pussy when they're not, and if you're lucky you get to dip yourself after that." I turned back to the path, "Man...now I'm horny and hungry.... We should go get chicken or something...."

Y-D-K stumbled hazily around me, "Aren't we- to the doctror?"

"...Oh yeah. But I don't think he's gonna wanna bang.... Eh fuck it, the nurse is hot." I took a hard left and turned back away from the boardwalk. The early morning sun not yet lighting up the beach and the last few of the night dwellers heading in.

Never a more diverse place, never a more family friendly place when not going mad. "Man...you know when all this is done...I wanna go out east...settle down in the suburbs...have a wife instead of a girlfriend...and maybe stop with the drugs...."

Y-D-K just stared at me, head cocked and right eye only half open, "What...dude...what?"

"...Eh, maybe when I'm old. I mean...DJPON-3 is still going...and she's like...twenty seven." I scratched my head, "But she's like...got a kid...and a husband.... I kinda want that ya know?" I rubbed my eyes and readjusted my glasses, "Oh well, good pussy ain't gonna go to waste while I'm around!"

The DJ

I leaned back in a chair at the clinic, letting the doctors go to work cleaning out my system. "...Yo, doc, how long this gonna take?" I asked, staring at the IV in my arm. "Like, I got stuff to do man."

The doctor flipped through a bunch of papers. "You know how long this is going to take. Just like every other time." he paced around, levitating a few letters before his eyes, "Wait...this is from you, why are you sending the clinic letters?" he asked, horn fizzling slightly. The slightly old looking unicorn was still rather fiery, but his orange coat couldn't hide everything, he had trouble keeping his magic up for too long.

I scratched my head. "I think I- oh yeah, money." I started snickering, "That was dumb. Like I'm gonna lose a bunch of profit because of that."

The doctor walked up to me, "What does that even mean?"

I stopped laughing and leaned back in my chair, "I told my manager to donate door opening profits to the clinic. I figured you're gonna have your ha- hooves full with- is it a hoof-ful or a hornful with you?"

The doctor's magic fizzled, sending the bushel of letters to the cold laminate floor. "What? I- you're donating to this place? Not to the Rift Sickness Fund, not to Cancer Research, not to anything worthwhile, but to some crappy free clinic?"

I felt my face tighten up, squinting at the doctor I leaned in towards him. "Dude...free clinics save lives, bitch. Besides, you're gonna need the help when this Roost thing sta--"

"There's a hospital down the street! You could have sent it--"

"Are you seriously yelling at me for donating money!?" I asked, nearly jumping from my seat. "Bro, you gotta calm your shit!"

The doctor took a few steps back and stuck his hoof out, "I am calm...but donating- how much?"

I counted with my fingers, "Uh...like...twenty five grand yo. I turned up the ticket prices to fifty bits for the first night and I still sold out at like five hundred!"

The doctor nearly dropped his papers again, "You're joking...don't you need that to stay in business!?"

"Pfff, that's just day one. I'm booked solid for a month, and that's just cause I didn't want people booking me solid for the season." I looked up at the IV bag, watching the hydrating fluid drain out. "Hey...so am I done yet? I feel pretty good."

The doctor just looked down at the floor. "You know, I came here to help people-" He walked over and pulled the IV from my arm, "-but it seems like all I do is help you and a bunch of addicts."

I stared at him as he slapped a plaster to my arm. "Dude, you save my life."

The doctor looked up at me, he looked tired. "You know what I meant. But I suppose I should have expected this since gambling was legalized." he trotted around the dull clinic room. "Now please...try to stay out of trouble."

I rubbed my arm. "I make no promises, but I do love you so I'll try. I mean...first thing I'm gonna do when this thing kicks off is stick myself, nuts and all, through a glory hole, so...safe as can be considering."

The doctor just sighed, "George...for the love of Celestia take care of yourself."

I ducked down, hugging the dour doctor, "Dude...that's why you're around." I ran my hand down his mane, the trimmed hair a bit dry to the touch. "You should be the one taking care of yourself, we are the young and reckless, you're supposed to be the wise one." I gave him a final pat and looked towards the door. "Young-Dragon-Kid, come on!" I pushed the door open, goose stepping out and slamming my trainers against the ground. My jeans felt rather nice now that I could actually feel them and my collared jacket was good at keeping my skin from burning.

Yuduk stepped out of another room, trotting in place and tapping his claws on the ground. "Oh man that felt good!"

I nodded, pulling my glasses back on. "Re-hydration and a bit of a purge feels real nice. Now come on, we gotta get to the club!" I charged out of the clinic, back into the warm late winter morning. The streets were slowly filling up as the usual townies and hipsters filled the streets, shops opening up and everything getting underway.

I regretted not bringing my headphones as the constant click clack of hooves and the rolling of horse drawn carts and carriages grated on my nerves. "Jesus, Yuduk...what the hell man!?"

Yuduk hurried next to me, "What?"

"Bro, you don't even- nothing...the noise is rough on my ears." I ducked my head down, tucking my hands into my pockets, "It's like, tappy, really tappy and loud."

Y-D-K just stared at me, "Are you okay?"

I spotted my club in the crisscross of streets that lined the area just off the beach. It was an old two story hotel I gutted and turned into a rather awesome club. It cost nearly everything I had but after a year of rough sailing I was into a decent groove and pulling enough to live out my new lifestyle.

I hurried over, nearly running towards the front gate. The small courtyard before the hotel was rather barren. The once youthful fountain now drained and painted with my own personal brand of graffiti. I felt at home in this place though, the cartoonish sprites and neon colors that were painted onto the dull beige walls of the hotel made everything feel personal.

I hurried up to the main door, heading past it and into the hall. The massive room was a bit empty, but atop a large pile of metal scaffolding sat my machines. The room was lined with speakers and the hallways to the rooms were painted in tribal looking neon paint. I had decided to use the rooms as private areas people could rent out and rest in.

But I had something I needed to do before the Roost. So, leaving Y-D-K behind, I hurried up to my booth and flipped on the microphone. "One two, one two three. Everyone come on down to the main hall, I got something to say."

Little by little a trickle of extremely multicultural workers started pouring into the room. Griffons in bartending uniforms, ponies and humans in security outfits and a few younger people in janitor uniforms. Then there was Tenor, and some of the financial staff. A few other dancers and performers trickled in, some looking as strung out as possible, but nothing a quick trip to the docs couldn't fix.

"Alright everyone, everypony, every bird and every soul, everyone know what's coming up!? I might be new to this Roost thing, but I can assure ya'll that shit is gonna be crazy!" I set the microphone down, raising my voice to address everyone in person. "So let's buckle down, sort out our shit. Take the week off and show up on Sunday ready to roll! If anyone fucks up, if anyone decides they're too good to show up, you're going to be fired on the fucking spot! Now let's make this shit amazing!"

My employees gave an assortment of responses. Some lack luster cheers and some rather excited ones. I didn't hold their fatigue against them, working here took a certain pep and after a week or so it got hard to keep up. But amongst the sea of rather lack luster people a mare with a bright blue mane, a blonde man and a pair of tiny blue headed babies stood still in the middle of the room. "Holy shit- DJ!" I yelped, climbing down from my perch and rushing over, nearly tripping as I hit the floor.

I stumbled over, leaning back before the couple. "DJPON-3, sup sister!?"

The neon mare threw her hoof out, "Nothing much, came to check out how things were going, visit some people."

"And you decided to visit me!? I had no idea I was that popular." I leaned my hips back, bowing slightly. "Well welcome, you want a--" I looked up to the man cradling what were obviously her kids, "Uh, guess not."

The DJ looked back at the man, her children squirming about like mad. "Yeah...had to cut myself off from that stuff."

I frowned as hard as I could without seeming rude, "Well that sucks. But then why are you here, I mean if you're not here to party I don't know how much I can really do for you."

The DJ just shook her head, "I'm just making sure the trade isn't dead yet. I'm visiting a bunch of clubs, you just happened to be first."

I scratched my chin, pulling up my yellow tinted glasses, "Oh, well that's pretty cool I guess. Do you still--"

"You bet your flank I still spin!" She snapped, nearly knocking my kneecap out with her hoof, "I'm not boring yet!"

"Vinyl...they really don't want to be held anymore...." The blonde grumbled, setting the budding toddlers down and holding each one's hand.

The DJ spun around, "Gray if you want to go I know how to get home. I mean heck, this was my freaking town!"

The apparent, Gray, man just stood there, the half pony kids pulling his arms in opposite directions. "You're trying to leave them with me? You're insane."

I watched the couple argue, it quickly becoming apparent just how much the DJ had changed in just a few years. "So...like...." I scratched the back of my head, "I really--"

The man snapped his head up, staring at me, "She wants to perform." he stated, pulling his kids back to his sides. "Perestan'!" he shouted at the blue haired duo, causing the two satyrs to stop and calm down.

The DJ spun around, "Ne krychatʹ na nykh!"

I just stared as they started shouting at each other in angry sounding Ruskie talk. "Uh...okay...." I spotted one of the kids staring at me, his eyes a bright magenta like his mom's. "...Hey dude."

The barely walking kid pulled back, holding his dad's hand and hiding behind him. The parents continued to bicker, slowly growing calmer and calmer as things seemed to get a bit hot between them. "I swear to Celestia you keep complaining you're gonna get another one."

"Keep bluffing and it's going to be another year--"

"Ne spokushay mene." The DJ cooed, stepping onto the man's toes.

The man stared at her, "...Vinyl, calm down."

"Fine...we'll--"

"Momma...I wanna go home." the tiny little satyr boy mumbled, staring at me from behind his dad's leg.

I scratched my head, "Yeah, I think it's probably better you don't have kids here. Even when we're closed it's not exactly a good environment." I looked off to the side, "Man...I hate when I say smart things...it makes me look dumb all the other times."

The DJ and her husband just stared at me. "Uh--"

The man started off towards the exit, "I'll take them back to your parents." The man pulled his kids up by their arms, dangling them for a moment before leading them off.

The DJ stared at the mostly human trio, her tail flicking anxiously. "That fucker...." she grumbled, stretching her back leg.

I let out a rough cough, "So...you wanted to perform?"

The DJ spun around, "Huh-- oh, heck yeah! I figure I could make some decent money, do something awesome. And I haven't missed a Roost since I turned sixteen!"

I nodded slowly, "I'll figure something out...maybe in a month I can promote it as a big show- but you've got those two...how old are they even?"

The DJ looked towards the door, not bothering to turn her body, "One and two, maybe another in a few months...." She looked up at me, smiling behind her glasses, "I really thought I'd hate being a mom, but they look just like me and it makes me feel all warm on the inside!"

I felt myself flinch, keeping myself from stepping back I threw my hips back and balanced on my heels. "Uh huh.... I- So like, why'd you settle down? Cause...like, even if you've had kids...you're still so hot...like...so h--"

She started laughing, "You know, I said the same thing to another DJ when I lived here. You wanna know what he told me?"

I rubbed my stomach, a hollow feeling welling up as we delved into a topic I wasn't exactly comfortable with. "Uh...sure."

She smiled, nodding her head once, "He said, we're actors, musicians, we're living art. We paint ourselves bright colors and act like wild animals, of course you're attracted to me. You'd be gay if you weren't. It's what we are, it's why we're good at what we do. And if you're lucky enough to be good with a beat you'll outpace just about any would be clubber out there!" DJ let out a small huff, "But...he quit a little bit after that. I think he got sick, or had a baby, or had a sick baby. I could still look him up I guess...I don't know."

I frowned hard at the rather sour subject, "So like...what, we're just- none of this matters? It's all just gonna end like some boring farm deal?"

Vinyl Scratch looked at me, cocking her head and letting her glasses fall down her muzzle, "Dude, what? I'm just saying why ponies think I'm hot. I mean...I'm hot, I know. But point is, this is what we are, but it's not what we always have to be. And at some point we all have to quit."

I felt a near painful emptiness in my gut. "But you want to--"

"I never said I was ready to quit yet! Maybe I can't party, no more Neki Powder or hemp, but I can still spin." She stood proud, "I can still lay down fucking tasty beats!"

I rubbed my arm, "Sure.... Well I'll be sure to let you know when I have an opening." I turned towards the booth at the far end of the room. "I'm gonna go...lay down."

The DJ followed me as I lumbered towards my equipment, "Whoa, I know that look. You gonna quit?"

I stopped at the scaffolding up, letting my hand rest on the metal and turning to face her. "I'm like, getting old. I'm twenty-two and I just- how long did you keep it up for?"

Vinyl rubbed her chin with her hoof, "Thirteen to twenty-five with the drugs, sex was twenty-six...still working on it though, so you got time."

I frowned and started climbing up. "Not enough though. Eh...live in the moment I suppose. Viva Los Pegasus."

The Janitor

I held my griffon's ass, slamming her back into the bathroom stall and letting her talons rip into my jacket. "Gaaaah- you fucking bitch, *take it!***" I screamed, slamming my hips forward and causing the griffon's head to go slack against my shoulder, her legs flailing limply as I slammed her into the restroom wall.

"Ooooooh by The Feather, harder!" the black griffon shouted, wrapping her legs around my waist and digging her talons into my back. "Fuck me!"

I buried my face in her fuzzy shoulder, resting my forehead against the bathroom stall and slamming my sweaty meat into the griffon's tight pussy, sliding the thick flesh stick in and out of the juicy griffon cunt. "I swear to god if you don't stop clawing me- I'm gonna pump my load into your ass!"

Things grew a bit sticky as I pounded the half cat half bird into the side of the bathroom stall. I kept my hands squeezing her tight furry ass, slamming my cock into her drooling snatch and filling her needy little hole. The constant squeeze and slimy pull of her tight cock pit was amazing, surrounding my cock in heat before squeezing me, begging my alien rod for sticky cum. But same with ponies, griffons seemed to be a swinger's nightmare, and got knocked up from other equestrian races, humans taking up a slot for about three years now.

I let out a long groan as I dug deep and lifted her up the side of the stall. "It's going up your ass...." I whispered, spreading her cheeks and pinning her against the wall, "You'd better say something now if you don't want it in your ass." I hissed, pulling back and letting myself flop in the breeze, my pussy stained meat slathered in fem jizz and twitching, begging to shoot its white hot load into a squishy little griffon skank. "It's going in."

The griffon was lost in space, talons wrapped around my head as I pressed my tip against her ass. "Go slow...go nice and slow...." She cooed, flinching slightly as I pressed myself against her tight spread pucker. She kicked her legs out, slamming into the opposite wall as I slid my cocktip past her spread ring. "Ah- ahhh- fu-fuck!" She growled, scratching the back of my head and pulling me into her shoulder. "Ooooh, it hurts...go slower...."

I let out a sharp huff and tried to slow down. "Shhh, this is as slow as I can go--" I felt her tight puck wink around the ring of my head, causing me to start the lead up. "Fuck- fuck me--" I felt the warm tingle start to gather around my tip, the pent up stress causing a severe ache before shooting slowly down my cock and causing my balls to empty into the griffon's tight little ass.

I let out a long groan, shooting a sticky nugget into the griffon's asshole. "Oooh--fuck, oh baby that's good...oh baby...." I inched my fingers closer towards her stuffed pucker, squeezing her fat ass before plunging my index fingers into her ass. The griffon was purring softly as I pulled her asshole open and pumped blissful shots of pure cummy goodness into her pink fuck hole. I gave a few final prods, ramming my cum deep and plunging it out. "Ooooh--man...that's sloppy."

I pulled my cock head out, sandwiching my cock between my groin and the griffon's stomach. I kept the griffon suspended, digging my fingers into her warm gape and fishing my cum out, letting it drip from her ass and onto the bathroom floor. "Ooooooo...it's warm." the griffon cooed, forcing me to nuzzle her head. "It's so sticky...."

I chuckled softly, my fingers stained with cum and sweat. "Hot and gooey, dripping...oozing out of your abused love tunnel...or something like that...." I set the griffon down, letting her ass press against the base of the toilet, sandwiching her between the wall and the toilet. "It's been fun...drop by the club again." I tucked my tiger away, letting the blissful calm overtake me and my tuckered out cock. I let out a cool sigh as I left stall, spent and happy after my little tumble with griffondom. Unfortunately the battle wasn't without casualties.

"Jesus Christ super star...you fucking wrecked my jacket!" I shouted, nearly bursting out laughing as I took the shredded jacket off. I looked at the massive cuts in the back, shredded cotton speaking volumes of a bear attack over a slamming in the bathroom. "Oh man that's great, you want a jacket?" I called out, the griffon sitting on the toilet with the door open. "Hey...you- oh that's gross." I mumbled, snickering softly as the griffon dripped into the toilet. "I'll leave this here." I folded up my jacket and started off towards the exit.

I threw the door open, finding Tenor slamming his hoof into the opposite bathroom. "George, come on the janitor's here! ...George!?"

"Yo, why you knocking?" I asked, gently poking his flank with my shoe. "Sup?"

"Gah- buck!" Tenor snapped around, his tired gaze now wide awake but still plagued by dark black bags. "George...why- did you just come out of the mares'!?"

I looked back to the little skirted pony stenciled onto the door. "Uh...cause banging someone on a piss trough is just rude."

Tenor stared at me, his expression crossed between utter contempt and annoyance. "I'm sure- just...I mean really? Who was it this time!?"

I scratched my head. "Some griffon chick- that's a...a girl griffon...I'm not a pedo--"

"Shut up!" Tenor snapped, turning around and leading me towards the offices buried in the back of the club. "I swear...you ping around between psychotic to sane and kind to uber sexual to...just about anything!"

"Bitch, I'm one enigmatic mother unf!" I punctuated my words with a hip thrust. "Now where's the moppy?"

Tenor let out an extremely long groan. "George, Acco, DJ, stop! Just stop fucking everything, stop fucking the Equestrian language, stop fucking the English language, stop fucking anything with a vagina, stop fucking anything without a vagina, just stop!"

I stared at him. "Dude...you're basically asking me to stop moving...the fuck bro?"

Tenor just glared at me. "Look...say hello to the janitor, tell her what you need, and don't sexually harass her!"

I shrugged and walked past him. "She's in my office right? She's gonna get sexually harasses by the furniture in there...."

Tenor cocked his head. "What does that even mean!?"

I started snickering like a fool. "I duct-taped vibrators to the underside of the weedy little chairs I have for my guests."

"...Equestrian Pie?"

"...American Pie...."

We ended up just staring at one another, Tenor letting out a rough cough. "I uh...Janitor's in your office.... I'm gonna go check the books."

I nodded nervously. "Uh yeah...this shit is getting awkward."

"You make it awkward...."

I ducked down, grabbing Tenor's horn. "Baby...I'll make everything awkward with you."

Tenor pulled free. "...George...are you gay? Like you really--"

"Fucker, so long as I'm the one giving I don't give a shit if you've got a cock or...some weird fucked up shit, so long as you've got a tight hole I'll fuck it."

Tenor let out a tired groan. "So you're just a pervert...."

"Tenor...I would never actually fuck you." I wrapped my arms around his head. "We're too good a friends to ruin it with sex. But I will put my penis on you...but not in a sexual way...in an ownership thing."

Tenor jabbed me in the shoulder with his horn. "You're like a brother to me! And just to let you know, I cock slap my brothers!" he jeered, mocking me. "You do rea--"

I shook my head and started walking off. "Janitor time, I'll run a train on you later, K?" I hurried down the hall, taking a hard left and spotting my office. The door was painted in sharp stripes, neon colors marking this as mine. I threw the door open spotting a red and orange mare sitting, waiting for me. "Aeiou, fair mop jock--" I stopped dead as I spotted her face. "Um...holy carp on a barby...you're...holy crap your face is- uh...." I hurried around my desk, the mare looking as worn out and tired as possible. "Um...so...you're the janitor?"

The mare levitated a stack of papers out and over to me. "Yes...."

I took the file, giving it a quick look. "...Sunset Shimmer.... That's...." I set the files down and ran my hand through my hair. "You make my penis so soft...but you're like...so fucking hot...." I took a deep breath and wiped off my face. "I have never been this intimidated by a vagina in my life...."

Sunset just stared at me, hopelessly, hollow. "I'm just here to work...."

It felt like someone had just stabbed me in the chest. "Uh...sure.... Well you're hired...but uhh, I gotta ask...it says you lived in Canterlot...why the hell are you coming down here to work as a mop maid?"

The mare shifted uneasily in her seat. "I've been everywhere...I just need to be in a place where no one knows me...."

I let out a soft cough, growing extremely defensive over the dour mare. "Well...why not Manehattan?"

She started slowly shaking her head. "Friends of.... I just can't, I can't run into them again, I just need to disappear and let go...I mean...this isn't the worst thing I've done."

I slammed my head into my desk, slamming forehead first onto the side of a pencil. "Ooooh my god! Can I hug you? I really just- like we can be friends, I promise I'll be nice and shit, but god damn I just wanna hug you...."

The mare shook her head. "I'm not looking for friends...but...thanks I guess." She hopped off the chair and started wandering off. "If there's not uniform I'll just get to work...."

I felt terrible all of the sudden, like she'd reached into my chest and grabbed my heart and tied my arteries in a knot. "Uh...sure...it's just a hat so you'll be fine.... Locker room is down the hall...just find an empty one." I leaned back in my chair, forced to watch the gloomy mare, bright body made dim by her attitude, walk away. "...Shit...shit man that's." I rubbed my head. I didn't know what it was about her, but she reminded me of myself.

The way she walked, the way she limped about, I was like that when I got to Equestria. A petulant runaway, left to find his place in a new world, and that's all I could see in her. She was beautiful, but the amount of regret that was radiating off her was amazing. "...Fuck...I shouldn't have hired you...." I mumbled, rubbing my face. "You shouldn't be cleaning up shit and piss...."

I took a deep breath, "Fu-uu-uck," I groaned, half laughing, "why the fuck do I even care about this bitch? ...She's just some pony...not even a human...." I spun my chair around, "Fuck...damn.... I need a drink."

Point

It was time, waiting just beyond the sunset lit glass of my club stood throngs of ponies, humans, griffons, every being possible was gearing up to make the first night of The Roost special. "Alright every-bod-ay, you ready!?" I scanned my club, spotting everyone getting into positions. A feathery arm shot out from the bar, a bright white thumbs up from my bartender, a sharp toothed smile from my newest bouncer and a nod from my right hand let me know.

"Ladies and gentlemen, colts, mares...whatever you are, welcome to the show!" I pointed over my equipment, "Yuduk, VIP in first, Codi, get them to the rooms!" I started pushing the levels up, watching my staff open up the door, the policemare I knew was standing in one of the dancer's cages, ready to hop down and dispense hot justice like some falling angel of death and rape. I pulled my headphones on, smiling like a lunatic as the doors swung open, a rush of bikini clad mares, half cut stallions and an amazing bustle of ponies tried to force their way inside. "Holy shit...it comes."

Ponies slowly filtered in, almost all of them half drunk or acting half drunk as the music kicked up for the first time in a week. "Welcome everyone, I'm your Host DJ Geo, enjoy yourself, get stuck in and have fun!" I turned up the music, letting my body buzz with the heavy beats my speakers were flooding the room with. My bottled water started to hop as I blasted the public with amazingly loud rushes of sonic cum. I took a second to muse on the dirty alignment of my brain. "Oh brain...you nasty."

And as a gaggle of mares ran past the dance floor and over to the bar a single unicorn flung something up at me with her magic. "Hey...that's...great." I looked at the bikini bottoms laying across my electronics. "Fucking...I don't- oh fuck it." I grabbed the mess and tossed them back at the mare. "Trust me, keep those on or you're gonna get an STD from all the bumpin and grindin!"

The mare looked up at me, half drunk mind clicking into place for a moment before darting back and picking up the bright red bikini bit. She gave a little wave and went back to her giggling group of mares, all already annoying my bartender as he shook up a few drinks, an angry expression plastered over his feathery face.

I chuckled slightly as the groups of normal buyers started flooding in, pushing the group of mares towards the private rooms. I couldn't help but follow the mare that had thrown her drawers at me, feeling a bit paternal over the group. But almost as soon as they were gone a scuffle at the front door caught my attention. Some coked up stallion was fighting with my doorman, YDK slowly converging and joining the fray.

I ignored it and went back to setting up good music for my guests. Watching the crowd form around a single human, standing out like a sore thumb amongst the much shorter crowd. The lady was rocking out, obviously on something and absolutely loving the feeling of ponies bumping up against her. I reached down under my booth, grabbing a small radio receiver and hailing the cop. "Hey...Star, keep an eye on the lady at the center, she's wobbling like mad, might have to pull her from the crowd."

The cop fumbled with her radio. "Sure, I see her. She's like an inflatable pony...flailing around."

I slammed the reciver down, turning to watch as ponies were getting painted up with glowing body paint and glowsticks started to light up the darkening crowd. "God damn you Star, I can't focus with a boner...." I scanned the crowd, watching ponies ascend into dance cages as the music cause the crowd to surge and throb in time with the beat.

I felt like god as the first set ended, the smell of booze and sweat overpowering as the crowd got into full swing. I'd always wished I had some mask or helmet or something, something to cut the smell, but deeper down, I could feel myself getting into it. It was animalistic, hopping up and down to the beat, letting the rhythm dictate my movements as ponies bounced like the waves at a wading pool. I could see Tenor bobbing his head in the corner, the police mare busting heads and helping my bouncers deal with the filth.

I usually made it a point to let small time offenders off, and that was no exception today, but I could see needles coming out, sex in corners of the room, drinks spilled and vomit preparing to coat the wall. And while even I was an open minded freak, there were limits to what my sober mind would allow, and I was extremely sober. Opening night was the biggest night, and maybe I gave in and let the levels move me more after a line, but I needed to be coherent.

I wasn't about to let someone get raped or murdered the first night in, and not just because I was an utter saint. Having someone die in here, or get raped in the bathroom would be a hell of a blacklist to my entire club. After the first night shit might get a little grim, but this was their ideal time, fresh and new, ready to tear up the scene, and I was going to make it happen.

But as my set ended, it was time to tag out for a quick break. "Alright everybody, gonna take a quick break, let my good friend DJ SM take over for a bit until I'm back. Remember rule one kiddies, have fun." The crowd didn't seem too distracted from my tag out with a stallion in a bucket-hat. DJ SM was a good kinda guy, new to the concept, but taking it up like a fish to water. "...Why fish don't into milk...?" I asked myself, walking into the staff tunnel and popping out in the hallway towards the restrooms. "I mean...it's like water, but white...bullshit."

I walked with a peculiar stride, bobbing slightly and swinging my arms in time with the music SM was playing. He had a way different style than me, more house, less nightcore, which meant the entire energy changed from hyper and spazztic to a bit more dozy but with the latent energy building up for the next peak in the music.

It seemed like it worked though, ponies mindlessly chatting and running around, giggling or laughing the whole while I walked towards the piss trough. But along the way I spotted something the broke my heart. A stallion puking on a wall, swirls of bright green spewing from his mouth as The Janitor stood there, leaned against the same wall, mop handle laying against her head as she waited to clean up.

I walked past it, really needing to take a piss, but as I knew I would, I turned around. I hurried back to the mare, the stallion having fallen over and landed on its side, bile flowing from his mouth. I circled around, leaning over the stallion as Sunset started to mop up the putrid mess. "...Hey...." I mumbled, waving my hand at the mare. "So...this what you were expecting?"

Sunset didn't look up at me, "It's better than shoveling cow shit...marginally."

My heart started to ache as she grew more distant the closer I tried to get. "Yeah...I've been there. Shit I did back when I was living on the beach, rough, am I right?"

"Hmmm." She mumbled, sullenly cleaning up after the KO'd stallion. "Are you going to stand there, or what's going on?"

I rubbed the back of my head, sliding my hand under my beanie. "I uh...I was gonna ask, where you staying tonight? I mean I know you just moved here, so I didn't know if you had a place--"

"I'll figure it out." Sunset threw the mop into her bucket and picked it up. "Don't try to worry about me, I'm fine."

I reached out towards her as she walked off, "But I- I just...I- ...Fuck." I turned, pressing my back against the wall and slamming my fist into it. "Damn you...you bitch...talk to me, let me help you!" I shouted, Sunset already disappeared down the halls. "You're beautiful...now please, let me see inside that head...please, please be as pretty on the inside. Let me in." I mumbled, rubbing my chest, my heart twisted up like mad. "You bitch...stop doing this to me and let me help you."

Things seemed a bit grey after being snubbed, the music more noise than a beat. It felt like I'd taken a punch to the stomach, ripping out a chunk of my heart as she tore away. I had no idea why I cared about this mare so much, or why I should, but seeing a dove sitting in a pile of shit would be disturbing to anyone I supposed. Beauty and poise was meant to be praised, not to be made to clean up bile in the side of a dimly lit hallway.

I drudged on, a bit disheartened at the dismissal. But nature was still calling, and like a pretty mare's mouth I was looking forward to spraying down the tin metal sheet of the urinal wall. I hurried down the hall, waylayed a few times by passing mares and stallions chasing after the mares. I almost considered pissing in the hall, quickly realizing that would only make The Janitor's job that much harder.

I powered through, throwing myself into the restroom and slamming into the side wall with my shoulder, already half out and ready to get rid of the tension. I leaned my head back as I gave up, freshly treated it wasn't burning and I didn't have any sores, I was in perfect shape and this was by far one of the most satisfying pisses I'd ever taken. The constant drum against the urinal wall, the sound of other people walking in, stallions leaning against the forward wall and joining my urinary display.

I loved the crowds, even in such a dirty place, being surrounded with life was always my goal. And even as I finished up I spotted a stallion sliding a bit into the condom machine, my planning already making me feel like a hero in my head. But my bliss didn't last long. As soon as I left the room, back into the hall, I spotted her again.

She was waiting at the head of a line for the mare's room. I looked at the door, closed up tight. "Hey, what's going on?" I asked, looking towards the door. "That doors not even supposed to be locked."

Sunset looked up at me. "Oh...well I don't have the key."

I grimaced at her. "Hey...can we like, tomorrow, or later tonight, can we like talk? Like, without sex, drugs, whatever you think I do, can we just talk?"

Sunset shook her head. "I have to get to bed...I run a cart on the beach right after this."

"Right...after this," I pointed to the ground. "We end at four, you do realize--"

"I get two hours of sleep, that's enough." Sunset stated, the line behind her growing larger. "Like I said--"

"How about you and I talk, see if I can't work something out for you to get some actual sleep?" I pointed to her hat, "I- look...I like you, I don't know why, and you- I don't like the way you make me feel, sad. I mean, you're hot, I should want to fuck you, but I see you...all I see is something broken."

"How nice."

"It is nice! Because you know what, I don't give up when things break, I've jammed a screwdriver into a microwave until it worked again! Now please...let me help--" I was cut off by a loud crack from the restroom door. "Okay...what the fuck!?" I turned to the door. "Sunset, we're gonna work something out, just let me-" I pressed my head against the door, listening as a loud scuffle rattled around the inside. "Oh...well, someone is about to get fucked in the ass." I reached back towards Sunset, "Mop, I need that fucking mop!" I shouted, digging for my keys with my free hand.

I found my hands full and swung to the door. I knew what was going on inside, and got ready to crack some skulls as I pushed the door open. "Knock knock motherfucker!" I shouted, storming past the U shaped entrance and spotting the disturbance. A mare was laying on the ground, another mare panting at the downed one's asshole. Needless to say it wasn't what I was expecting, but the severity was none the less high. "Fucking bitch!"

I tore after the standing mare, swinging the mop underhand and snapping the mop head across her own and sending her into the door to the stalls. I threw the broken mop down, grabbing the downed mare and scooping her up. "Holy shit, you okay!?"

The mare was barely awake, eyes swimming around her head as I carried her out. "I don't...where is what?"

I reached the door, a huge crowd had formed up around the mare's bathroom. "Hey, hey, hey, someone call the cops, and the paramedics!" I found myself face to face with Sunset, "Hey, take care of this!" I set the drugged up mare on the ground, pushing past the crowd and running down the hall.

I stopped on the way, spotting a stallion in a coat talking with some young mares. "Oi, you!" I ran up, pointing at them but not stopping. "Cut that shit out, I see it again you're going down!"

The mares ran off, leaving the stallion to sulk back into the shadows. Melting into the crowds of couples of all sorts half fucking in the hall. The smell of sex, the sounds of mares giving up and attaching to the closest thing with a mouth, mare or stallion. Stallions trying to get laid, or joining in the pansexual display, it was all part of what I fostered, but drugging up somebody was just past the tipping point. I would have busted the stallion in the coat if I had the time, but rape took precedent, same as murder took precedent over that. I would stop it all if I could, but I was only one person, one body amongst the clouded judgment of many.

The worst part, as the police started to shuffle through the crowd, splitting into two streams and confirming my suspicions, this was only half the problem. I was watching a quarter of the club, Tenor was manning the cameras, and security would be overwhelmed already. I had a spark on an idea as I lead the law back to the bathrooms.

I tipped them off to the obvious drug dealer along the way, unsure of the new laws but sure enough that he would have something that pushed the boundaries. It all felt very surreal, the music making everything rather magical as I moved through the bright flashing club, glowing bodies painted up like mad, beats causing my body to throb.

By the time I reached the scene again I was out of breath, standing against the wall as ponies in blue sorted out the trauma. Come morning I would have to write up a statement, help clean up and try to move past whatever else would happen today. I was sure this wouldn't be the only instance, nor the worst thing to happen tonight, but I did my part.

Sunset walked up to me, sitting with her flank to the wall. "...Rape?"

I took a deep breath and sat down. "Yeah, attempted or date rape, not for me to decide." I turned to Sunset. "...I need security...you think you can crack some heads?"

Sunset took a deep breath. "I broke a stone statue with a sledgehammer...."

I stared at her, "...Can I like...hug you?"

"No."

I glared at her. "I hope you realize it's now my life goal to get you into bed...."

Sunset turned to me with an annoyed glare. "Is that a threat?"

I shook my head, "It's a promise, maybe not soon, maybe not in a way I'd like, but I'm going to see you smile." I took a deep breath. "So do you have a place to sleep tonight?"

Sunset huffed angrily. "No, and I'm not going to--"

"You can use my bed...I'll sleep on the couch or something." I pushed off the ground, "And quit whatever cart thing you were doing, I'll pay double if you can clean up and keep an eye on things."

Sunset stood up, "Sure...but I"m not going to--"

"I'm not going to let you leave this place without me. I've slept on the beach, on benches, it's not a good feeling. So just...please, let me help you."

Sunset stared at me, the music making her gaze all the more intense. "I don't need your help, I don't want your help, and I--"

"Please." I ducked down, "Please...just...if nothing else, take the damn key for the night." I fished my apartment key out and picked up her hoof, jamming them together and turning away. "There's nothing you could steal that I couldn't replace...just please, please don't give up, you're better than that."

Sunset walked past me, "You don't know anything about me, so stop pretending I'm worth anything." She dropped the keys, "I'll watch this place, but we're not friends, this is work...now, please, leave me alone."

The beat stopped, my heart cracked, colors faded and I stood square in the hall, a sea of ponies rushing to and fro around me. "Let me in."

Hello Sunset

I felt something shove my back. "Hey...hey, wake up." The voice was barely above a whisper. It felt like someone was licking my ear.

"Fuck my ass!" I shouted, waking up to a splitting headache centered right in my dome. I started to groan wildly as I woke up. "Who the fuck--" I stopped myself as I opened my eyes. Sunset, bright blue eyes and all, was staring right down at me. "Whaba? Oh...hi there beautiful." I felt myself start to laugh as I stared up at the beautiful mare. "Where am I?" I looked around, finding nothing but my modern apartment surrounding me. "Whoa shit...did you stay the night?"

Sunset bapped me with a hoof. "You invited me over. I slept in your bed, you slept on the couch. Remember?"

I laughed gently. "No...not really. I remember banging that griffon, but everything since-- oh right! The rape deal." I scratched my head, enjoying the slight length of my hair. "We didn't have sex, did we?"

Sunset frowned hard, an indignant, annoyed frown. "No."

I felt a weight lift from my chest. "Oh thank god." I laid my head back and pressed the back of my hand against my burning forehead. "That would have been terrible."

Sunset watched me in my over dramatic display. "Really? I thought you were--"

"Trust me. I'd love to lay you down, lick you clean, but it has to mean something." I sat upright, balancing myself on my couch. The world slowly fell into place, my magazines and porn strewn over my living room pit. "I can have any girl. I mean look at me, ponies, griffons, woman, they eat this up! But damn, you just burn me so bad, it makes me so fucking mad when you turn me down!" I held my arms out. "I mean, I should have fired you for being such a bitch. But I just can't...." I brought my arms back to my chest. "Something about you, you're so quiet, but you've got a lot to say. You're so cruel, but I can see the nice mare behind it." I turned my legs off the side of my couch to face her dead on. "If I get to take you out, if I get to crack that shell, it's gonna be worth every swear and struggle." I reached out to her. "This-" I brushed her mane with my fingertips, "-this is something I'm willing to take a hit for. This is something I want to hurt me. It'll make it all the better if I pull it off."

Sunset's face went through a series of complex and severe changes. Utter rage sat in her eyes, melting away to something mournful, then back to something mean. "You don't even know what I did! You barely know who I am--"

"I'd love to know more!" I shouted back, willing to fight her for her own beauty. "Listen sweetheart...I don't know you that well, and maybe that's why I want to know you better. But I get--"

"Don't fucking psychoanalyze me!" she screamed, stomping a hoof and sending a sharp crack through my wood floor. "You don't know me, George, you don't know me at all. And I don't want you to--"

I jumped upright, frowning softly at the hurtful mare. "Why not? What am I going to say?" I walked past her, up the steps from my den towards my kitchen. "You could tell me you've killed, and I couldn't say a word about how terrible it is, because I've done fucking worse!" I slid my hand over my fine counters and grabbed an empty vodka bottle along the way to my sink. "You think you're the only one who's done some fucked up shit?" I started to laugh as I filled up my bottle. "Sunset, you can punish yourself all you want. You can turn me down all you want. But so help me god, if I crack that shell, you're never going to lose me."

Sunset's hooves clopped softly behind me. "So what you're saying is I should never tell you anything?" Her voice was cold, but earnest in her question.

I leaned back against the counter and took an ultra pleasing drink of water. The cool rush eased my sticky throat and washed away the taste of sex and booze. "That's all up to you." I set the bottle down and let the cold sensation travel into my stomach. "I- urh. I want to know you better, and I get wanting to hide what you did, but we all have to move on some day." I looked towards my window, the sky full of life, the far off beach brimming with sex, alcohol, and ponies trying to stave off adulthood with one last hurrah. "I mean look at me. I was a fucking homeless runaway. So was Tenor-" I picked up the bottle again and took a deep drink, "point is, we can all change from what we were, at any point in time."

Sunset stared at me, slowly starting to shake her head. "What happened? You weren't--"

"Sobriety." I dumped the bottle into the sink, letting it burble as I cleared my throat. "I get all philosophical when I'm not fucked up, right?" I wiped off my upper lip and snorted loudly. "Now I told you my secret, we gonna trade or you just gonna hold that as blackmail material?"

Sunset stared at me, starting to show just how tall she was. I straightened out and started measuring myself. "Are...like...up to my che--"

"Yes. I'm tall." Sunset huffed softly and turned to the window. "I was a magic student.... Under Celestia...." She turned to the door. "Now there's a package of condoms in your shower...can you go get them out?"

I stared in awe at the strong mare. "Whoa...and you're trying to be a janito--"

"Can you get them out or should I just go shower on the beach?" Sunset asked, keeping her head low and refusing to make eye contact. "Well--"

"I'll go get them." I pulled my hair back out of my face. "Actually...were you gonna shower?"

"We're not going to shower--"

"I'll put on swim trunks or something." I stuffed my hands in my pockets. "I just want to be around you...that's all--"

"Why!?" Sunset snapped around, eyes watery. "What about me is good? Why would anypony want to be aroun--"

I dropped to my knees and slid towards her. I caught her in my shoulder, wrapping my arms around her and taking a deep, rib lifting breath. "Shhh." I held her tight as I breathed in, and slowly released her as I exhaled. "You can go ahead. I won't bug you." I sat there, resting on my shins as Sunset pulled back, teary and apprehensive. "...What? I'm not moving. I fucking broke my knees doing that slide, so I'm kinda stuck here."

Sunset backed away from me, ending with a hoof in the air. "You're an idiot...."

"I know. I've come to terms with this some time ago." I leaned back slightly. "Oh man...that really fucking hurt." I fell onto all fours and started laughing as the pain in my knees started to amplify tenfold. "Oh Jesus, I've got two sets tomorrow!"

Sunset lowered her head and mumbled something. "Idiot." She walked up to me and pointed a horn at me. "Stand up...." I felt two sets of raw force push my shoulders up. I nearly lost my balance as she forced me upright. "Go get those stupid things out of the shower and let me--"

"No, I get it." I walked past her, hobbling slightly as I passed. "And sweetheart, thanks for sharing." I prickled my fingernails against her flank, causing her to let out a tiny gasp. Her backside raised up like a cat as I left. "Wow, don't get so into it. I was just playing."

"Shut up! Dear Celestia, you're such a prick!" Sunset's voice hammered on as I slipped out of the massive segmented room and into the small hall between my rooms and my bathroom.

I could hear my radio screaming at me, spitting out europop like a drunk weeboo. "Hey, were you gonna shower or have a bath?" I walked into the dark slate grey room, finding a few open condoms littering the floor. "Oh god...I don't remember these."

Sunset poked her head into the room. "Bath? You have a bath?"

"Yeah I- I uh- what the fuck is wrong with my eye?" My left eye started burning like mad. My right only half as pained. "What the fuck--" I blinked a few more times, feeling something start to catch against my eyelid. "Ow...ow...ow." I reached up, pinching the debris with my fingernails. "Oh shit... I pulled the lens off and immediately stopped the burning. "There go my fucking contacts! God damn it!" I pulled my right eye open, starting to feel the same horrid, eye watering, burn. "Fucking hate these things!"

Sunset walked up to my side. "Are you alright?"

I nodded, grimacing as I pulled my ruined contacts out. "I need to get my eyes fucking fixed is all." I reached down beside my shower. A small panel buried in the wall between my shower and my toilet lit up. "Shower is a neat little thing. Equine genius man." I pressed a few buttons, turning to watch my glass box of a shower lose its floor. The drain bearing floor slid away, opening up to a deep pit bath. "Cool right?"

Sunset just stared at the now converted bath. "You live...in a penthouse--"

"Had to do a lot to get here." I put my hands in my pockets again. "Lots of dirty tactics and lies, lots of music and hope, but hey, it worked out." I turned to the door. "Just be careful. The door likes to get stuck." The bath was still contained in the same block room as my shower, and a glass door kept water from spraying out. "I'll uh...did you want some breakfast or something? We don't have to head in until late so I uh.... I'll just go.... Yeah, something small." I hurried out, leaving Sunset staring daggers at my bath.

"Hey!" Sunset popped her head out of the bathroom, catching me in my walk to my room. "... Thanks." She held onto the doorway, staring at me. "You're not... terrible."

I felt a warm sensation settle around my heart. "Well, coming from miss, I want to be a janitor, I'll take that as high praise." I looked out my hall window, the city under me bumping as the sun started pulling back the long shadows cast from the east. "Today is gonna be a good day...I can tell."