Button's Manehatten Minute

Leave to the Arcades

Button Mash shook his head, his body beginning to shake uncontrollably. He knew his mom wanted him to get out of his comfort zone, to experience new things, but he just couldn’t do it anymore. This wasn’t him. He was a good colt, and this type of stuff revolted him.

He stood up on unsteady legs, before stepping out of the alley. He didn’t look to any of the ponies around him, instead deciding to keep his eyes straight to the ground. His fingers went into his pocket, his mind travelling to the arcade he’d considered going to before. It would help him calm down, if nothing else, so he would be better prepared to go face his mom.

And then he felt even worse when he got there. Apparently, even if he hadn’t decided to go to the red light district, he might have gotten there with only about ten or fifteen minutes left before it closed. Then again, that still would have been better than what he was left now.

With a sigh, Button turned to walk away, before hearing a small bit of shuffling. Looking behind him, he could see a small bundle of cloth beside the door. It moved a bit again, and he bit into his lip, thinking that it could be another pony, but that it could just as easily be some sort of dog or something waiting to bite him, especially with his luck tonight.

Investigate the bundle.

Head on back to the hotel.