Author's Note

Okay so I'm going to clarify something, Orgran's appearance isn't like Honeydew, he is a gruff, armored and badass looking Dwarf with a Warhammer, Double-headed axe, smaller axe, thick metal gauntlets and his ale mug, his beard is silken smooth because he takes good care of and even braids it, the color of said beard being red, as that is where his title 'Orgran the Red' originates. think this for at least partial reference, this isn't his canon appearance, this image is just the closest I have, I will mention the appearance of female Dwarves in my little version of this race if they show up, but as for now, here you go.

Chapter 2: BEER FOR ALL THE SADS... *sob*

Now at the tavern is where I meet a stunning unicorn mare.. though with that hairdo, I felt the need to question her sanity… she had the makin’s of Twilight Snapple in that hairdo. “Hey,” I said to her. “You look like you’ve gone through some shit, name’s Orgran, Orgran the Red.” I reach my hand out to her, and she shakes it with her hoof, then replies..
“Starburst Cog.. mad scientist, iffin’ ya believe the tabloids.. then again… half the time they're right about that little bit.” She downed a whole mug of what looked to be hard cider promptly upon finishing that sentence. “More!” The bartender promptly fills her mug, as if her being here was common. I slam my mug on the counter.
“Pour me the strongest shit you got, and don’t water it down, one thing about dwarves is you never dilute their beer if you want to keep your head on the rest of your body.” the bartender complies with my request, and pulls out a keg of hard cider that smells so fermented it could likely be used as arson accelerant, then fills my mug to the top. And so I take a drink, then in surprise, I look back to the keg.
Then the mug.
Then the keg again.
I then proceed to lid and holster my mug and grab the keg off him. “Bah! This isn’t that strong!” I proceed to down the whole keg in front of the bartender and Starburst… and some more of her hairs pop out of place with a sound akin to breaking tiny springs..
“I can't wait to run some tests..” she definitely sounds less sane, now..
Yet I respond with a hearty laugh all the same. “You won’t get much from me! I didn’t get this kind of strength naturally! Liver power like this only comes from intense training! And… several hundred or so healing remedies whenever your liver breaks down.” she just stares at me, now… then hands me a scroll.
“Meet me at my lab in a bit. I might just have a job for you.” she said, before leaving, and I pick up the scroll to read, and inside, it details a contract, and several legal disclaimers, many of which are quite outlandish, but then again, this is Equestria.. and a mad scientist gave me this thing.. anything can happen.. apparently even… Testicular swelling, resulting in Testicular detonation and permanent infertility and erectile dysfunction…

Of course my initial reaction was very logical. “FUCK THAT!”

… then an unfortunate thought came, I have no job, no bits, and I’m an angry drunken Dwarf that kills things… uuuugh! I’m gonna have to take the job!

Angrily I head to where her lab would be, looking over the contract again as I do… and it's all mainly legal bullshit, but the worrying thing that catches my eye is the part that basically allows her to use me as a test subject if I sign… I grumble even more angrily, deciding to up my pace to reach her lab, mumbling in my head, I am not going to chop her head off, I am NOT going to chop her head off.

Once there, she opens the door, and exclaims “Ah, good! You're here!! I thought you'd pass up such an opportunity!” The way she responded burned me up angrily. No! I thought. I will at least have some dignity! I mentally proclaim as I ball up the contract and push into her muzzle.

“Take ya damn contract and choke on it, Orgran ain’t going to let someone use ‘im like a labrat.” she goes wide-eyed, then looks at the contract.. then facehoofs, before passing me a new scroll
“Terribly sorry… I must've had my test subject contracts on hoof. Here's the contact I Meant to give you.” She said, sounding genuinely apologetic. Curious, I decide to read this one… and find it to be a contract for a lab partner, though with a few things about blood tests and such… though much less disturbing and less invasive than the test subject contract. And after a few thoughts I ask her something.

“If you’re going to be taking some blood… could you do me a favour?”
her ears perked up adorably “Hm?” She asked,
“I… I need to be honest, I’m the only one of my kind here.”
“what is it you need?” she asked, unsure.
“I want to see if you can… make more of my kind?”
she sighs. “Cloning isn't really my field, Buut.. I'll try. Do be aware, however, that the results may be.. Disastrous.” she warned.
“I just don’t want to be alone, do you realize I am a male Dwarf who is stuck in a female dominant realm with not one of his own to be cozy with, I may be drunk 24/7, which reminds me…” I take a swig from my mug. “Ahh... But it doesn’t mean I want to start making dwarven centaurs if you catch my meaning!” she blushes intensely, FULLY understanding my meaning, there. “So you’ll do it?”
“Yeah.. I'll try, at least..”

“Thanks lass, now, what’s first on the agenda,” I sign the contract. “Partner?” she hops up and down giddily.

Accursed Cuteness! This place is gonna give me diabetes!