The rest of his day went by without anything exciting happening. The most he saw was the weather pony showing how much of a shitstorm Ponyville was in for with the coming storm. Jack went to bed later that night, still with a headache that made him beg for death.

The next morning was grey, a little darker than just a cloudy day, signifying that this storm would be indeed not forgotten for a while. The bottle of Scotch on his bed stand made his stomach churn. It'd be awhile before he could touch dark liquor again. Especially when most days he would come home and drink away his sorrows. He looked to the right of the Scotch and saw his alarm clock, 9:30 a.m.

'I think I'll try to go see Violet,' Jack thought as he got out of bed to take a shower.

Once Jack had completed his morning routine: shower, get dressed, eat; he looked over at the clock on his wall. The time was 10:40. Jack put down his spoon as he sat at his table next to the kitchen, recalling that Violet came back at near 11 yesterday morning to wake his ass up, and it looked like she had come back from a run. While Jack did run every once in a while, generally it was not wise to run when it's as dark as it is outside and the threat of rain ruining a good workout.

'Just gotta remember where she lived,' he thought as he put his cereal bowl in the sink and put on his shoes.

Jack had also remembered a tidbit of info from yesterday; there were 8 flights of stairs he had to try to not fall down. With this information in mind, he looked for the tallest apartment building he could. Lo and behold, he saw Violet walking through the door to get her mail. He was on the opposite side of the street from her building. He crossed the road and approached her.

"Hey, Violet. It's Jack."

She turned around with a bit of a startled expression and then quickly smiled. "Hey Jack," she said as she shook his hand. "How're you feeling today?

"Better, much better. And I've been thinking. I feel like I need to repay you for your hospitality for yesterday."

Violet brushed it off. "It's nothing, just one pony helping out a friend."

"I just have to return the favor. How about we go out to dinner tonight, on me?"

Violet blushed a little. "I don't know Jack, I mean, are you sure? You don't need to do this for me."

"I insist."

"Well, alright then," Violet said as she turned around and walked back into her building. "I'll meet you here at 6!" she said over her shoulder as she opened the door. Jack didn't feel the need to drink when he got home.

6 rolled around very fast for Jack. He decided to wear his usual suit when he worked at the office, just with a rose in the pocket he usually kept pens in. He arrived at the entrance to Violet's apartment building to see Violet standing in a lilac dress and her usually straight hair curled. She put on some red lipstick and dark purple eye shadow to make her eyes and face pop out. Jack was astonished.

"Wow, Violet. You look amazing."

Violet blushed and looked down bashfully. "Oh, stop. You don't mean that."

"Of course I do, Violet."

She just blushed harder and quickly changed the subject. "Where are we going to eat?"

"I thought we could go to the Gilded Horn, heard they had great spaghetti there."

"That sounds wonderful!"

As the two walked down the street, Jack couldn't help but notice how Violet's eyes shone in under the lights in town. Jack and Violet entered the Gilded Horn, and was met by a Prench unicorn.

"Good evening sir and madame. Do you have a reservation?"

"Table for two, 6:30," said Jack.

"Ah yes, Mr. Carver and Ms. Rain. Allow me to seat you."

The seats were dark mahogany with red velvet on the inside, it complimented the dark atmosphere of the restaurant very nicely. The table had a candle and two menus on it with some bread and ice water. The Prench host sat Jack and Violet at their seats.

"A waiter will be with you shortly to get your drinks."

Jack looked over the menu and saw many delectable things: fresh tossed salad, black bean burgers, and their famous spaghetti. He even saw meat on the menu for the griffon guests, and a couple years without it had stirred up some cravings for some beef for Jack.

Another Prench man walked over to the two. "What will madame have to drink?"

"I'll have a glass of Bubbly Rosé," said Violet.

"I'll have a glass of Cava."

"Very well, sir and madame. Your drinks will be served shortly." The waiter walked away.

"You know, Jack," Violet said, "You really didn't have to do this."

Jack just cocked his eyebrow. "Nonsense. Someone like you deserves a nice meal."

Violet smiled bashfully and blushed as she looked down at her menu. The waiter returned, with their wine in hand and a notepad in the other.

"Are sir and madame ready to order?" he asked.

"I'll have the spaghetti," Jack said.

"Ah! Excellent choice monsieur! The best spaghetti in Equestria!" He turned to Violet. "And for you madame?"

"I'll have the spaghetti, too."

"Excellent. Your food will be out shortly." The waiter walked away again.

As the two waited for their food, they idly chatted about each other's interests and hobbies. Jack learned that Violet loved reading during a thunderstorm and having intelligent conversations with her friends. Violet learned that Jack was also an avid reader and that he could beat almost anyone in an argument and see through people's lies. Jack and Violet almost didn't notice when the waiter had returned with their food because they became so engrossed with learning about each other. They both loved how their spaghetti tasted and finally understood why this restaurant was renowned for its spaghetti. Their wines were of the highest quality and made a wonderful pairing with their food. For desert, they both got some apple pie with a scoop of vanilla ice cream. After Jack paid the bill, which in his opinion, a slice of pie shouldn't have costed 9 bits, they both walked out, and thunder could be heard in the sky.

Jack and Violet slowly walked home, still talking about their interests and what they do for fun when rain started to fall. The rain soon picked up, becoming more fierce and the wind was making it rain almost sideways. Violet quickly pulled Jack by the hand underneath an awning that had a light shining over the door. Jack couldn't help but notice her eyes again and how they sparkled in the light.

"I had a wonderful time tonight, Jack. I really appreciate it."

Jack shrugged it off. "It was nothing."

Violet grabbed both of Jack's hands with hers. "No one's ever been this nice to me."

Jack shook his head. "That should be a crime for a mare like yourself to not be treated this way."

Violet blushed again. She then leaned up to Jack and kissed him softly on the cheek. "Thank you, Jack." This time it was Jack's turn to blush. Violet giggled as they left the safety of the awning and into the street. Jack went with Violet to her apartment building, the rain not bothering either of them. As she walked up the steps to the door, she looked back at him with her eyes yet again twinkling under the light, and winked at him.

After that night, Jack and Violet were madly in love. It took just six dates before they had sex. Their love making was wild and passionate; Jack's eight inch member plowing through Violet's pussy. Her entire body felt hot, and that heat came to a point, at her clit. Jack would take his fingers and stroke her love button, lightly squeezing it and making her toes curl with pleasure as she wrapped her legs around Jack's waist. Her pussy was clenching repeatedly on Jack's cock, her folds massaging his entire length as she neared her orgasm. Violet could feel Jack getting close too, his thrusts becoming erratic and with varying power that would always keep Violet on the cusp of her release. The tension in her pussy was melting into a ball of heat that further spurred Jack on.

"Violet!" exclaimed Jack, "I'm getting close!" He began to pull out.

Violet proceeded to lock her legs around his waist even tighter, her voice laced with a sultry undertone,

"Oh no you don't big boy, heat season isn't here yet so you're going to fill me up~"

Jack soon bottomed out in Violet and started groping her tits, tweaking her nipples and kneading her soft flesh. Violet cooed softly as she felt his warm seed flood her pussy as he played with her tits.

"Mmh, you're cumming so much~" she purred as the tension in her core snapped and her orgasm fell upon her. She gasped and her pussy clenched down on Jack's cock. Hard. This sudden stimulation forced Jack into a second orgasm, as he continued to empty inside her. 20 seconds had passed, and both of them had become spent for the night. Jack pulled out and laid next to Violet, hearing her coo softly as she felt his seed slosh around in her pussy. She snuggled up next to him, and locked licks with him, their tongues battling for dominance as her lush lips locked with his. She broke the kiss and looked at him.

"I love you jack."

Six months after that night, Jack had popped the question to Violet.

Jack got on one knee. "Violet Rain, you've made me one of the happiest men alive. Will you marry me?" He pulled out a box with a ring in it, a large violet stone in the middle.

Violet's eyes began to water. She stood him up and kissed him as she cried tears of joy. She broke the kiss and pulled him into a hug.

"Oh Jack! Of course I will!"

Author's Note

Yes, I know, very corny. When will the dark part come out to play you ask? Where's the gore? Where's the violence? All we're getting is a sappy love story between a lawyer and a bartender! Soon.