The party was in full swing, and soon, Courier got cut off from the girls. The musician retired for the night, and a new one took his place, filling the air with an electronic kind of music that just sounded like noise to Courier's ears. Soon enough he marched up to the stage and picked the offending DJ up by the scruff of his neck and tossed him into the crowd.. Spying a Real electric guitar Courier's face broke into a grin, and decided to show these ponies some real music.

Courier Ignored the pain in his stump as he danced like a fool while singing and playing. everyone else seemed to instantly catch on and began clapping and dancing around. Courier was glad he'd taken lessons from his buddy in the kings as he began the next song.

Grinning like a fool, Courier threw his top hat into the crowd as they cheered, and slicked back his hair in his best impression of the king's signature 'do. "A-thank ya. Thank ya very much. " he said, Imitating their goofy voices. he was tired and sweaty as he walked off stage, to be met with the guy he'd thrown off. Thankfully, he held no grudges as he patted courier's back with a wide grin.

"Nice. Ya probly won't be makin' any waves here, but it was pretty good." he said. "now I'm gonna finish my set. Take it easy bro." Courier nodded

"Sorry 'bout that. Started gettin' a headache from all that wubwub stuff. Play on, Maestro" courier said, shaking the other stallion's hand.

The Strange music started again as courier made his way to around to the back of Sugarcube corner. He needed to adjust his Prosthetic, and would rather not face a barrage of questions tonight. When he was suitably out of sight, he leaned against a wall and made the adjustments, rubbing his stump to ease the rawness. Courier then noticed the unforgettable aroma of cigarette smoke, and followed it around the corner. He found himself face to face with a lanky yellow pony in a bakery uniform.

"Um, Ah, this is.....ah...Please don't tell my wife! Things are so stressful between the bakery, the kids, and Pinkie that I-" began the pony before Courier clamped his hand over the other pony's mouth.

"It's alright Pardner, my only question is this.... Do ya happen to have one I can bum offa ya?" courier asked, his eyes glinting at the thought of nicotine. The other pony visibly Relaxed.

"Sure do, here." he said as he pulled another pristine cigarette from his pack, before hiding it under his little hat. After courier lit up and took a long drag he extended his hand.

"Carrot Cake. What's your name stranger?" said the yellow pony. Courier smiled and shook.

"Courier Shield. Pleasure ta meet ya" Courier and Mr. Cake continued smoking in companionable silence, until Pinkie came around with her Coltfriend, a grey unicorn with black hair. he was followed by several girls, and they backed Pinkie into a corner. Pinkie had a nervous, forced smile. Courier instantly tensed up. He didn't lie it when folks ganged up on someone, but he wasn't gonna jump in swinging until he knew she was in trouble. The group of ponies all had sneers on their faces as the grey pony walked up to pinkie.

"Throwin' a party for another stallion eh? After I get told ya hugged him? I'm a bit hurt Pinkie...." said the grey buck with a sickening tone. Courier had only heard that kind of voice from Raiders and bandits before so he began stalking over with gritted teeth

"HEY! FUCKFACE! YEAH, YOU, THE GREY GUY! LEAVE HER BE!" shouted Courier as he drew closer. Mr. Cake, Not being a fighter, slipped away to get help. Just as Courier had asked him to. The grey stallion just looked over at him incredulously.

"Well, Well, Well, It's the new guy. I gotta wonder though...What are you gonna do if I don't 'leave her be'?" He asked in that nauseating tone, before turning and slapping Pinkie hard enough to put her on the ground. Courier charged past the surprised mares and got one good punch on the grey buck, before he felt himself being lifted into the air. A bluish magical aura surrounded him as he struggled fruitlessly.

"Fuckin' Coward! Lemme down! I'll show you! Cheater!" shouted courier as he floated helplessly. The Grey buck just rolled his eyes and threw Courier into a wall, hard enough to knock the breath out of him. The grey buck began approaching with a vile grin on his face, before being blindsided by a rubber chicken. Dazed, The grey buck looked at the newcomer, another tan stallion in a yellow shirt. He had puffy brown hair and was wearing a poncho. The new stallion began to speak, Somehow making his words and mouth seem out of sync

"Ha ha! It seems I have caught you off guard! Ha Ha! You will have no mercy from my...PARTY-FU! WHOAAAWWWWW" he said as he dropped into a low stance and began twirling the rubber chicken around. Before the grey Unicorn or his flunkies could react, he was facing a barrage of blows with strange and sometimes hilarious sound effects. Courier stood up, shrugged and tackled a floozy that was trying to flank the strange newcomer.

Suddenly Courier noticed another of the enemy Mares flying away covered in confetti. Pinkie had gotten a Cannon from somewhere and was using it to great effect. Applejack and Rarity ran round the corner with most of the rest of the town and joined in. within moments, The grey buck, His girls, and courier, the stranger, and Pinkie were sitting in a holding cell.

"Thanks for the save back there Pal, I mighta been done for if it hadn't been for you. I'm Courier shield." Courier said as he shook hands with the Stranger.

"Cheese Sandwich, Expert party planner and master of Party-fu. It's like zebra kung-fu but funnier" said the poofy haired man. Pinkie just sat in the corner, looking dejected. Her usually frizzy mane hung flat and lifeless. Courier had never liked seeing somebody down in the dumps, To the point that he carried teddy bears and toys he found just to give to kids who looked sad or lonely. Courier looked at cheese sandwich, noticing a small blush on the guy's face as he looked at Pinkie.

"Got a thing for her huh?" asked Courier quietly, Causing Cheese sandwich to jump.

"I uh...Uh...Yeah..." he answered. looking at the ground. Courier smiled and patted Cheese's back.

"Go on then. Make'er feel better. Ya can't be as bad as her ex over there." said courier, pointing his thumb at the unconscious unicorn with a rubber chicken impaled on his horn. Cheese smiled gratefully and walked over to pinkie pie. Courier wasn't going anywhere, his leg had been confiscated by the sheriff as a "potential weapon". The sheriff, A pudgy man with a police-hat cutie mark had leaned conspiratorially towards courier while Locking up the prosthetic.

"Personally, I think ya did the right thing, but fair trial and all that. When all this blows over, d'ya see yourself as a deputy lawman? I could use the help!" exclaimed the chubby lawman, who then listed off the many disasters that have plagued Ponyville. Ancient chaos gods, Nightmare moon, Giant Centaur villains etc. Courier listened politely and shook hands. As it turns out, The Sheriff also ran the only bar in town, since, nobody would break the law drunk if your only source of alcohol WAS the lawman. It was allowed since crime was rare in the hamlet, and mostly involved petty theft and the occasional fight.

Courier just lay back on the bench he sat on. Remembering getting slapped by both Applejack and Rarity, Applejack was angry cause he should have gotten help sooner, and Rarity was livid about the state of the suit she'd given him. All in all, it was one hell of a party.

Author's Note

Blarg. Tired as all hell. yup I shipped the bodacious Pinkie with Cheese sandwich. Not gonna put all the mares into Courier's herd, Unfair to the other stallions right? Anywho, I'd like the courier to end up on a strange adventure with Dr. Whooves and Derpy, But I want somebody who can write for those characters to help Pm Me if you'd like to assist. Flutters, Lyra, and Rarity arcs to come. Peace! ~Whiskey.