“How long has it been?” Questioned Twilight drowsily, well more like slightly dazed.

“ Almost 5 years...” Spike replied almost interrupting her.

Twilight put down her glass of whiskey on the table next to all her scattered books, and papers. Her library was a mess, everything was unkempt and dusty. Her mane was frizzled and everywhere like the time Spike accidentally spat a fireball at her. Her fur was no different but thank Celestia that she at least showers, but sometimes alcohol stained her coat, or mostly her breath. Spike tries to clean the library but it’s hard to clean it when you’re the only one doing it. Twilight’s action stopped him from monologuing in his head any longer. The mare sighed and rubbed her already dampened eyes. She looked at the calendar, then the clock which read; “ 11:29 pm “.

“ It’s almost the day…”

“So it seems like it.” The dragon answered with a somber tone.

They both shared a moment of silence, and with that carried an oppressing sinking feeling. Twilight wanted to say something else, something to change the subject but the lump in her throat, the buzz from the alcohol and the swirling thoughts in her head said otherwise. So she let the silence pass the time.

Twilight sank her head on the table, tear starting to well up but not ready to fall just yet. She used her magic to levitate a near-empty bottle of whiskey to her empty cup. Great, she was drinking just heavily as last year. Spike moved closer and making sure he stepped over the empty glass bottles of alcohol varying from simple beer to straight up vodka.

“Don’t think that you had enough -”

“Let me have this Spike,” Twilight demanded well… almost angrily but it was more like a hiss from a cat. Her tears were falling now, at first it was a gentle as a stream, but now was a raging river.

Spike flinched at Twilight’s uncharacteristic outburst that seemingly came out of nowhere but the dragon saw his friend’s tears. He needs to help his friend now, she needs to open up about the event that has her in this state. He has to help. Slowly regaining his composure Spike asked.

“Hey Twilight, I do have to wonder…”

Twilight turned her head to stare at Spike; tears still streaming down her face as he continued.

“What did happen on that day that-that… “ He trailed off.

The unicorn put a gentle hoof to the dragon’s lips, then quietly whispered.

“I will tell you in the morning, you deserve that but...” Her words were starting to slur.

“ The alcohol is starting to hit...”

Spike shook his head in disappointment. Knowing the mess that will occur later.

“Come on I’ll help you to bed. And in the morning I’ll get you some hangover medicine.”

“Thank you, Spike my friend.”

Spike smiled at her words. Even though she was kinda buzzed.

“No problem, my friend.”

And with that Spike helped her to bed, then preparing for the disaster that will happen later in the morning, before heading to bed himself.

Author's Note

Hope you guys enjoy reading this!