The Sunset At The Door

Thump.

"FUCK ME!!"

Applejack gave me a quizzical look as I slammed another empty mug down on the bar. "You alright there, Sugarcube? Is there anything I can get you?"

"Another beer, please?" My eyes were red, as was my face. I had drank enough, but I still felt like I needed more. "I could use another one."

"Eh, how about a water there? I mean, not even I drink that much." I shot a glare at Rainbow Dash, and she quickly recoiled. "I'm just saying. Too much, and you're gonna get sick."

"Oh what do I care?" I exclaimed as I threw up my hands. "Everything has already went to shit!"

"What happened between you two anyways? Earlier today, everythin' was fine with you and Sunset."

"Ugh...." I really didn't feel like talking about it, but needed to get it out of my system anyways. "Give me another beer, and I'll tell you."

". . ."

"C'mon. Just one more. That's all I need."

"You don't need anymore, that's the problem." Applejack took my mug away, shaking her head. "You need a water."

"Ugh.. fine. I'll take a water then."

"Gladly." She walked away, carrying the empty glass with her. She came back with glass of water. "Here ya go, Sugarcube."

"Thanks," I grabbed the cup, and took a sip.

"So, are you gonna tell us, or?" Dash asked.

"Well, took sum things up, Sunset is pissed with me." I retrieved a red and white box out of the pocket of my leather jacket. Pulling out a cigarette, I put it in my mouth and lit it with my Zippo.

"What fer?"

I sighed again. "I'm not sure, but I think it has to do with her feeling like a whore?"

"A whore? Sunset? No way."

"I guess?" I took a drag off the cigarette.

"How? I mean, I don't see why she would feel like that." Dash pondered for a second. "Unless...."

She gave me a huge smirk. Applejack saw this, and immediately put two and two together. "Dash..."

"What? What am I missing here?" Unlike the young blonde standing behind the bar, I was completely clueless.

"Unless," Dash paused impressively. "You already had Sunset." I had to think for a couple seconds. What could she possibly...

Then it hit me. My face instantly went red, some of it was embarrassment, but most of it was anger. Fuming, I looked the blue girl straight in the eye. Her rose eyes shrank to pinpricks when she saw the look on my face. "Dash, you got five seconds to take that back. Or so help me God..."

"What? They way you make it sound like, you did accomplish getting her in bed." My face went redder, and if one looked just the right way, they could see small streams of smoke and steam escaping my ears. "Okay, okay! I take it back! Jeez!"

Dash's apology still wasn't enough to satisfy me. "Dash. I've had enough with you and your crudeness."

"Oh come on. You can't tell me you've never wanted her in your bed... OW!!!" Applejack punched Dash's shoulder hard.

"That's quite enough, sugarcube. Don't you think you've added enough damage to Michael's pride?"

"Well he's had to think about her like that. I mean, come on! He's a human being!" My arm took a swing at Dash this time, but in my drunken state, I somewhat missed. Instead of hitting her right shoulder, I faltered, and hit her right eye. Both girls went silent immediately. Panting, it took me a few seconds to process what I had just done.

"Oh God... Oh Dash.. I'm... I'm so sorry.. I.. I didn't mean to.." Rainbow stopped me right there. One hand covering her eye, she tried to swing at me with her left, but the cowgirl stopped her mid-punch.

"Dash," she said accusingly, "Don't. Just. Don't." The jock glared at me, then at her.

"And how come?! He punched me!"

"It was an accident! I swear!" I tried defending myself. "It wouldn't have happen if you would of just shut your big mouth."

"I agree with Michael. It wouldn't have happen if you didn't." Applejack tutted. "Besides, Michael is drunk. He can't really control himself."

"Exactly." I crossed my arms as I made my point. "Wait a second." Both girls looked at me. "I resent that! I can control myself!!!"

Applejack gave a light chuckle. "Not so much. Just look what you did to Dash." I looked at said girl, and I cringed when I saw the damage.

Dash then looked at me, and started laughing herself. "Heh. That was actually a somewhat impressive punch you threw there."

I was bewildered. "Really?"

"Yeah." She smirked, but quickly recoiled. "Ow. It really hurts."

"Hehehe... serves you right. Though I am sorry for it. I really didn't mean for it to hit your eye."

"Oh don't worry about it. Here, as an apology," She slapped some money down on the bar. "A round for the two of us. What do you say AJ?"

"Uh.. I can't drink while I'm on the job RD. You know that."

"I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about Michael."

"No. No more alcohol for him."

"Oh come on AJ. It's just one more beer."

"E'nope."

"It's fine Dash," I patted her shoulder. "Applejack's right, I shouldn't have anymore to drink."

"But..."

"Tell you what, you can buy me a drink next time. What do you say?"

"Ugh. Fine. Next time."

"Alright. Now, anyone want to give me a ride home? I don't want to walk home like this."

"You're scared, aren't you?" I looked at Dash, expecting a grin, but instead, she looked serious.

"Kinda. I don't wanna be yelled again." I tried not meeting her eyes. "I kinda want some back up, you know, just in case?"

"Yeah, I get ya. After that little show today, I don't blame you." She gave me a knowing look. "C'mon, I'll take you home." Dash got off her bar-stool, and started staggering to the door.

I questioned her. "Uh... Dash? You sure you can drive? I mean, your kinda drunk."

"Pfft... Don't worry about me."

"Actually Dash, I'm worried about you. Not that you would crash, likely. But you could get pulled over."

She looked back at me, and had to think of it.

"I can shut down the bar early, and drive you two home."

"Mmmmm... Nah. We'll walk."

"Okay, but what about your car?"

"Hey AJ? Mind if I leave my car here for the night? I'll pick it up in the morning."

"Alright Sugarcube. You just be safe."

"Will do. Will do."

"See you later, Applejack!" I waved.

"See ya."