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Tommy Apple. Also known as "Big Mac" by his friends and family members. He is called this on account of his higher than average strength, and well toned body. Not to mention his Macintosh Apple Cutie Mark located on his chest, a part of his body very often seen by those around him given how hard he works on his family's farm, Sweet Apple Acres.

But he is not working this time. Oh no, not this time. Now, he is relaxing. Taking a little walk around town. Enjoying the view, seeing the sights and whatnot. His family members insisted that he take the day off and get some rest. In fact, they insisted to such a degree that he found His sister Melissa Apple doing his share of the chores when he woke up this morning.

Of course, he said nothing about it. He was happy after all. His family members had given him the day off. He was grateful to them. The last time he had a day off was almost three months ago. Of course, he was confused at first, and had given Granny Smith, or Meredith Apple, his signature silent question face, but all she said in response was, "Oh, just get out there already! We'll take care of every thing for ya here. Ya want a day off don't ya?"

After that he had made his way into the hustle and bustle of the town of ponyville. It had been a while since he had been out of the barn, so everything felt new and fresh, despite being the same old buildings he had always seen in his wonderful and beautiful hometown.

In fact, he himself felt refreshed and cleansed as he made his way through the crowds of the town.

He smiled, thinking of everything he could do now that he finally had time to himself. He could go out to eat, take a nap under a tree, or go hang out with Spike and Jacob, also known as "Discord" due to his tendency to make jokes about nearly everything and pull pranks on everyone.

He decided on the latter and went out to find them. He first went over to Twilight's to go and see Spike. He made his way down to the purple princess' crystal castle and knocked on the door.

"Just a moment!" came a voice on the other side of the door. He did as the voice commanded and patiently waited for its owner to come to the door.

It was only when he heard the sound of a lock coming undone that he perked up and stared at the door, waiting for Twilight to appear.

When she did, she was rather surprised to see who she did.

"Oh, hi, Big Mac! What brings you here this early? Don't you have chores to do over at Sweet Apple Acres?" She said with a smile. She never thought she'd see Big Mac of all people out and about here.

"Nope."

"Day off again?"

"Eyup."

Now, Big Mac didn't usually hang around Twilight and her friends, but given his sister's strong friendship with them, he thought he'd gotten to know them well enough through her. This was the only reason she knew of his rare breaks.

"Well, please come in. Are you here to see Spike?"

"Eyup."

After they were caught playing a board game by the girls, Big Mac, Spike, and Discord's little friendship was out in the open. So it was no surprise that Twilight knew.

Twilight smiled at him and called out for Spike. He soon came down the steps from the room they shared, all the while holding a can of "Liquid Horde" his favorite drink.

"Spike! What have I told you about drinking on the job?!" Twilight yelled at her assistant. "I swear! I give you one sip and you're like an addict."

"It's just coffee, Twilight. Calm down."

Spike was right. "Liquid Horde" was just harmless old coffee. With gem flavoring of course. Twilight however, disagreed.

"Just coffee? Just coffee? Don't you remember what happened last time you had even a sip of that stuff! In fact, look at you now!"

Spike had to admit, Twilight had a point The last time he had asked for a sip of her coffee, he set fire to his bed sheets. He was lucky it hadn't spread to further down the tree.

"Alright, alright. This is the last sip anyway." With that said, he chugged the last of it and threw it behind him without even looking. It landed in the trash can just as he turned to see twilight glaring at him.

"What?" he said sheepishly. "I can't help myself."

Twilight simply sighed. "What am I going to do with you?"

"What you always do. Ask for my help. I'm your number one assistant after all." Spike said, smiling.

Twilight smiled back at him. "Yes you are, Spike. Yes you are." she went over to him and kissed his forehead. All the while forgetting a certain someone who, at this point, had gotten very impatient.

"Ahem." came a voice just inside the door. Twilight jumped. She had almost forgotten!

"Oh, that's right!"

Spike was confused now. "Uh, what's right, Twi?"

"Spike, Big Mac's here to see you."

With that, Spike looked over to the door, and indeed she was right. Standing just inside the door with an impatient look on his face, no doubt from having to wait for their little spat to be over.

"Big Mac!" Spike shouted, happy to see one of his best friends had come for a visit. "You came!" He ran over to his friend and draped his arm around his shoulder. "Are you doing well?"

Big Mac smiled. "Eyup."

"Good. Good. So? What are we waiting for? You came to get me didn't you? So, let's go."

With that the two walked out the door. But not before Twilight yelled "Spike! Be careful!"

Big Mac laughed at his best friend's mother's/sister's/caretaker's over protectiveness, earning him a glare from Spike.

"Hey, Big Mac."

"Eyup."

"I heard there's a new club in town. And DJ-PON3 is gonna be there, spinning her records. You wanna go?"

This shocked Big Mac. He had never been to a club before. Like at all. But the prospect of a good time and some well deserved relaxation convinced him well enough.

"Eyup."

"Sweet." said Spike as he smiled at his friend.

Nighttime

Big Mac woke up with a smile on his face. He was excited for the night he was about to have. His family members were surprised to see that he was so happy when he returned to the barn. Melissa had been the first to talk to him when he got back.

"What's got you all high and proud today, Big Mac? Ya enjoyed yer day off?"

Big Mac only smiled in return.

"Eyup."

Melissa shook her head and decided to leave it at that, lest she ruin his day with her nosiness. She had to make sure Cecilia didn't bother him either.

Big Mac got up out of bed, made his way outside through the nigh cavernous building that was their barn, put on his clothes, along with his big brown scarf, and went outside.

Spike had been waiting outside for him to come. He knew they had made plans, but big mac never expected him to show up at the barn at this time of night. The dragon-kin boy, despite his species and rough exterior, was a coward.

They made their way through the darkness of ponyville, ey.es scanning for any sign of a party.

They soon found what they were looking for, as they began to hear faint sounds of music coming from a building that had never been there before. They were surprised they hadn't noticed it sooner, what with all the lights and sounds they could hear from it now as they got closer.

When they stepped inside their ears were further assaulted by the deafening sound that was coming from what they could now see was large set of speakers. And just above those was the girl whose music they had both come to hear. The famous DJ, the blue haired bombshell, the goddess of music herself, DJ-PON3.

"She's great isn't she? Her music is amazing."

Big Mac snapped out of his trance and regarded his friend. "Eyup."

But wait a moment. He may have said that, but now that he was out of his fun induced mini coma, he looked around and noticed just how uncomfortable he felt in such a crowded, lively, and altogether loud area.

"Nope!" He tried to turn away and walk off, but he was stopped by spike. As he tried to force his way through, a feat not so easily achieved, even far a guy as strong as him thanks to spike's dragon strength, he heard Spike say,

"What's wrong, man? I thought you wanted to come?"

"Nope!" was his only reply, but he understood it well enough. After all, he and Big Mac weren't just friends for show. He could already tell what he meant. 'I've changed my mind. I'm not comfortable here.'

Spike sighed and let him go, but before he could bolt in the other direction, he felt a hand touch his shoulder. He looked back to see spike with his eyes closed.

"Look, Mac. I know you're not one for this type of thing. Heck, neither am I. I work at a library under a princess for pete's sake. But...I know that if we just give it a chance, we might enjoy ourselves. Come on, For me?"

Big Mac considered this for a moment, then he sighed and smiled. "Eyup."

"Sweet! You never know. We might enjoy ourselves!"

The two friends made their way through the shuffling crowd until they found a spot where they had enough space to join the fun. Then they began to dance.

It was surprisingly fun. They both had a great time. They danced, got drunk, danced some more, talked to some people, etc.

But soon, it was time for them to go. And so they did, leaving all the hustle and bustle of night life behind for the day, and only bringing with them the memories they would carry of it all.

Little did they know, a pair of red eyes was watching them leave. A very specific one of them.