A Lightning Storm

Night Flash:

The two were really going at it, they were unmistakably drunk, they had been laughing at random for a few minutes then they were on top of each other making out, I wasn't staring, I had just been right next to them at the bar and happened to hear everything.

"You know them?" the bartender asked, cleaning a mug

"Nah, I guess I was just lucky enough to sit down next to 'em" I said, sarcastically

"Their bill would have been huge, but they did play tonight, so I said it was on the house... That was a mistake" He said chuckling

I didn't say anything, just laughed back.

"Why are you here?" he asked after a few minutes, "don't see many Alicorns in Ponyville"

"Well, I'm supposed to be looking after him" I said, Pointing at the drunk Mirage, "Celestia doesn't trust him to be alone"

"I wonder why" the bartender said, looking over at the two, who were finally getting up, lips still locked.

"I'm gonna follow 'em" I said, paying my bill

"See ya around" he said,

Mirage and Vinyl were swaying back and forth as they walked out, finally breaking apart I had known Vinyl's name only because I had been watching over Mirage since he was a colt and he had become friends with Vinyl before he had gotten his cutie mark, they had an unbreakable friendship, always sticking up for each other, partying together, one time Vinyl had broken something of Celestia's during a "secret" party at the castle and took the blame for it. They had hugged, danced together, they had slept in the same bed numerous times, I had to watch over them when they did things like that, to make sure that things didn't get out of hoof, but this time things went farther out of hoof than ever before, he was old enough for alcohol, sex and everything else but had never done anything like that, unless you count tonight.

We had only met once, at a Nightmare Night in Canterlot when he played the same song that he played tonight with Vinyl, It had been quick but clearly awkward for me, I was never supposed to tell him about me watching over him,

"Hey Mr. Alicorn!" he yelled over the music,

"huh?" I asked, not knowing it was him talking to me

"Why aren't you dancing?" he asked, "Do you not like the music"

I had turned and noticed it was him, I started fumbling over my words,

"Oh!, uh... it's not the music... it's um... I'm not that great of a dancer" I said, facehoofing afterwards for my stupidity

"Oh come on! your immortal, you've had to have learned some moves in time" he said,

"I may be immortal, but haven't danced since... my wedding" I said, turning around

"Oh?" he said, "Your married?"

I faced him again feeling the pain building up inside,

"Not anymore" I said, my voice cracking at the end from tears ready to build,

his permanent smile faded, and he gasped

"I'm sorry I didn't mean-"

"It's fine" I said, cutting him off

"just try to have fun" he said, trying to cheer me up

he finally went back to the stage with Vinyl and turned the bass up, completely drowning out the crowds cheers,

My wife, Blossom Cheer had passed a few years ago, she had grown old and I had barely changed, I had come home early one day from work and found her in bed, already gone. It was my fault, I should have been there for her, not at work, she had wanted me to stay that day and I didn't, I cared more for myself than her, I promised to be with this kid until the end, I had known his mother and his father, I had protected him when Blackblood had tried to kill him and turn him into a Vampony, all without him knowing, I was his shadow.

I was following them down the road, watching Vinyl leaning up against him and kissing him every few seconds, him returning the favor by nuzzling and kissing her back, the eventually got to a house and went inside, I had no intention of following them inside so I just returned to the hotel in Ponyville.

I sat down on the firm couch, hovering a quill and scroll towards me, I had wrote down the events of tonight and was ready to send it, the letter told of the club, him getting drunk, Vinyl with him, them walking home, everything. Celestia would want to know about this, but, I couldn't help but feel... guilty, I men how would you like to report on someones personal life?

Nothing Happened Tonight I thought as I bunched up the paper.