Redemption: original

If there ever was a time where Sombra was out of his element then sitting at a café in the center of ponyville with a enamored fashionista and a small green and purple dragon that was giving him the glare of death while every mare and her grandmother seemed to stare at him was definitely it. Sombra spotted three waitresses poking their heads out of the café's kitchen, which was starting to piss him off as no pony had come to take the group's orders after 15 minutes and he wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. He turned to face ensuring that they knew he could actually see them and watched as they quickly ducked back into the kitchen. It was very strange to have so many mares staring at him. Was the gender ratio always so skewed and he only just noticed now? 'Eh probably.' Sombra l ooked around and counted 15 pampered up mares staring at him. He wondered why they were all looking at him and blushing when he realized the only possible answer. Why hadn't he thought of it before? It was so obvious. It was his curved horn. He was practically a walking freak show to these mares. He sighed and tried to pay attention to the alabaster made in front of him.

"-but in the end Blueblood turned out to be a huge jerk." Rarity finished her story with a Humph.

"Facinating..." Sombra said halfheartedly.

Rarity realized what was going on "Where you even listening to me this whole time?" She looked offended in her very large hat that Sombra really wanted to throw, to see how far it would fly.

"Nope. Not at all. I've actually been focusing more on... Other things... Like why we have not been served yet, then on this Prince Blueblood You've been talking about." Sombra stared at her as a predated would look upon its prey.

Rarity completely lost her train of thought and blushed misinterpreting both his words and his eyes. 'He must have been distracted by me and just didn't want to hurt poor spikey-wikey.' She thought to herself. "Y-yeah... I wonder why nopony has come over yet..." Rarity spotted one of the waitress poking out of the kitchen, and waved her over.

The waitress timidly trotted to their table a blush of embarrassment on her face. "Hello. C-can I take your..." The poor made froze mid scentence as she was caught in Sombra's gaze, but after a few seconds recovered. "...your orders."

Rarity quickly answered with her typical calm demeanor knowing that Sombra would have no idea of what they served at the café. "Well darling, i would like a caramel latte, spike would like a vanilla frapachino and I think my friend Ebon here would like what I'm having." The waitress quickly nodded and ran back to the kitchen.

"I don't know Rarity I think Sombra is more of a liqued metal kind of stallion." Spike spoke with a hint of venom to his words. He knew what was going on and he did not like it one bit. Rarity gave him a good bump with her front hooves and shot him a warning look. However when she looked back up she found that not only had the waitress brought their drinks remarkably fast, but she had brought three other waitresses who were all crowding around a rather confused Sombra.

Rarity layed the young mares no attention and pushed Sombra's drink towards him. "Go ahead darling. Try it." Sombra slowly picked the mug up and took a sip.

"Ugh!... Its far far too sweet for my tastes." He placed it down quickly and spat what little he had sipped onto the ground. A pin drop could be heard across the little patio.

A mischievous idea to get some payback on Sombra came to Spike at that moment. "Get him a coffee as black as his heart!" As one of the waitresses ran off to fulfill the request Rarity shot the small dragon an angry look.

"There are two things wrong with your statement, little Drake." Sombra spoke with his deep resounding voice, recovering from the surgery drink. "The main of which being that she has no idea how black my heart is. But if you think I will enjoy it I might as well try it."

Rarity looked up at the grey Stallion in shock. "I don't know about that... Their are few ponys who could stomach such a drink." The waitress returned with a mug of the black drink and carefully gave it to Sombra. After eyeing the drink for a few seconds he slowly brought the mug to his mouth and tasted it. Sombra's eyes grew wide and slowly rolled back into his skull, a loud near sexual moan resounded from the stallion leaving all present in absolute shock.

The next second though Sombra chugged the entire mug and slammed it down into the table shattering it into a million pieces. "ANOTHER! I demand another mug of this glorious necter of the gods!"