Author's Note

Warning: This is just sad and cringy.

Universe 4: Lonely P.O.C.

The night was calm. A light drizzle made by the morning weather team was still ongoing. For most ponies, they were snoozing in their bed. For one lone potion maker, he was taking shelter in the local tavern. The blue stallion scowled at the icecubes in his drink.

"I said no ice." He glanced at the barkeep.

"And I said you need to ease up on the drinks. So we both aren't happy." Berry Punch cleaned a glass in her hooves with a rag.

"I am fine! 'Hic' I can go Aaaaaaaaalllll night!" He gripped his drink and gulped it down, the ice falling onto the floor in the process. "Another one!"

"No. You have had enough. That was your last drink of the night. Pay up and go home Jesse." Berry frowned and took his glass.

"No! Another drink!" He slammed his hoof on the counter, making him wobble and try to get himself steady.

"Go home. You are not welcome here anymore. Pay and get out." Berry looked at her bouncer, a large stocky stallion by the name Iron gate. "Or he will buck you out."

"Fine! Take your damn bits!" He reached in his top hat and pulled out a bag of bits and just left it on the counter. "I don't need your crummy drinks to get drunk!" He bumped pass the bouncer and stumbled onto the street. "Whick way was my store?... Oh right. Left. Left is always right!" He smiled to himself and, with the grace of a fish on land, made his way down the street.

Berry shook her head in disapproval. "That stallion is a train wreck. All because he got rejected." Berry grabbed all 9 empty glasses that were from Jesse and went on business as usual.

The drunk stallion fumbled with his keys untill he got it right and stumbled into his potion shop.

"Don't need Berry's crapy drinks to make me 'hic' drunk." He went to his work station and got to 'work'.

(Foals. Don't drink and make potions.)

"A drop of dragon's blood, 3 dashes of poison joke powder, and a cup of rainbow juice. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand done!" He proudly held up the bottle like it was an Item in a video game. "Da da da dun!" He sat against the wall and took a swig. "Oh yeah... That's the 'hic' stuff."

(Potion name: The weekend Inibriator. Uses: A strong potion with the effects of alcohol. So strong it can leave you drunk for 3 days if you aren't used to drinking.)

He took one swig after another.

"Hi ho! I Don't need a mare to fill this hole in my chest! When I have this lovely drink! To make my chest go numb!" He sang as he waved the bottle around, spilling some of it's contents on the floor.

He took some more swigs.

"I bet she would have been a bitch anyway. It is always the ones you Don't expect. Bitches be crazy! Am I right?" He talked to his reflection on the bottle.

Swig.

"I don't even like animals..." He grumbled.

"Maybe I should try to date one of her freinds?... No. That is stupid. I am the most unattractive stallion in this f#*€ing town..."

Swig.

"Maybe I should jump off the gorge?... Naw. I am too chicken."

Swig.

The stallion cries into his hooves.

Swig Swig SWIG.

"Screw it. I am going to give her a piece of my mind!" He downed the last of his drink, which was almost empty anyway, and headed outside. He didn't make it 10 steps before he tripped and landed in a mud puddle. "Damn it... Now my coat is dir-..." He looked up to see Twilight standing in front of him with an umbrella held in her magic.

"I thought I would find you here. Berry told me and said you might be a danger to yourself and others. And judging that you smell like a brewery and can't walk tells my enough."

"Nope." He stood up and tried to walk away.

"Jesse."

"Nope. Nope. Nope." He continued on his way.

"Jesse..."

"No-"

"Jesse!" She grabbed him in her magic. He squirmed, trying to get free. "Listen to me. You need to stop this. It is not healthy. You are killing your liver and your brain."

"But it makes my heart feel better."

"What were you even going to do just now?" Twilight carried him through the rain.

"Non of your business." He fumbled to cross his forehooves.

"You were going to bug Fluttershy again weren't you?"

"I refuse to 'hic' comment. But yes. I was going to give her a piece of my mind. She broke my heart!"

"You bugged her for 3 months and it came to the point her kindness couldn't take it anymore. You are an annoying, self centered, plot hole. I only came because I am in charge of the Ponyville watch. You need to stop being a horrible pony and stallion up and stop drinking. This is your third warning, so I am taking you to the police station to set you straight." She sighed. "There finally said it."

"You'll never take me alive coper!" He thumped Twilight's horn causing her to hold her head in pain causing her magic to faultier, allowing Jesse to make a run for it.

"Ow! Jesse! Get back here! Just for that I am charging you with assault!" She rubbed her horn before chasing his muddy hoof prints through the outskirts of town. "Jesse?! Where did you go?" The prints went every which way, but she was able to find him at the edge of the gorge. "Jesse. You are drunk. Come peacefully and I won't add evading capture to the list.

Jesse backed up not realizing how close he was to the drop. "No. You guys don't understand. I loved her and she rejected me. I never had my eyes set on anyone else."

"It's over Jesse. Come over here or I will make you." Twilight's horn started to glow and this spooked Jesse into backing up more and slipping on loose rocks.

"Woah!" Before anything could register he was already halfway down the gorge.

Twilight ran towards the edge of the cliff to see if she could catch him, but by the time she was about to look over a loud crack echoed against the rocks. "Damn it... That's the 3rd one this year. I can't keep doing this." Just as she said that a portal appeared behind her and stepped out a blue stallion.

"Hello. I saw you are in need of a Jesse. May I-"

"Go! Get out of here. You are not welcome! And stay away from my friends!" She used her magic to shove the new Jesse back into the portal before closing it. "By Celestia's ass cheeks I hate interdimensional travel." She flew down the gorge to asses the damage and make sure the now dead stallion was properly disposed of.