War

After a night's "rest" Twilight Sparkle got out of bed to make some coffee. Last nights party made it difficult to get across the floor, with thirty ponies passed out, most with penises drawn on thier foreheads. Spike had fallen asleep in the other room, with Rarity. Twilight made some coffee, and started drinking while looking out the window.

"One crazy party" she muttered, taking another sip. The next person awake was me, and I too got up for some coffee.

"Someone's awake." Twilight said, with a hint of sarcasm. "Yeah, That was an awesome party" I replied, sitting down next to her. My balls itched, so when she looked away, I scratched them. This was an average morning for me, finding myself waking up in the library.

"Uh, Twilight, you still have a little something on your face." I said, trying not to laugh at the small white stain on her fur. She looked into a mirror that was for some reason on the table and gasped.

"I-I can't believe it, with, you?!" She asked, And I started laughing at her over-reaction.

"Yeah." I managed to get out between laughs. Spike then walked into the room, looking pretty happy. I whispered to him to look at her face, and then he laughed.

"You?" he whispered back, and I nodded. Then me and him had a conversation about cheese for some reason.

Slowly, the rest of the mane six walked in. Except for Pinkie, who Sleep-cartwheeled in, sat down and woke up. Rarity you couldn't tell how much was on her, Pinkie was white from the waist down, and Dash had a new color in her mane.

"Looks like everyone had some fun last night." Spike said, pointing out everypony exceptionally Fluttershy. Spike made a few jokes on how white she looked, Saying she looked like a pink-maned Rarity. This offended Fluttershy, and she started crying, and apologizing for some reason. She probably had way too much to drink last night. After Spike called her "Sluttershy" I punched him in the arm, hard.

She was pretty white though, for the record.

"What in tarnation?" Applejack asked, looking at Fluttershy. The tears partially washed away the white. Since I felt bad for her, I helped her up the stairs to the shower. Apparently, Big mac is appropriatley named, according to Dash.

(Listen, The party is a somewhat essential part for this story, so just hang in there -Joe)