The Mane Circle

“Oh, oh! I know!” Pinkie Pie said jumping up and down energetically with a broad grin on her face, an exaggerated sigh could be heard beside her, but was blissfully ignored by the bouncing pink mass of hyperactive energy next to the other mares. “How about we try some cube licking and funny juice drinking?” the earth pony bounced to a nearby plant and pulled out a bottle of Jägermarester and a box labeled ‘Salt’, turning around and gleefully looking at her friends. Twilight hesitated for a moment before asking.

“Uh... do you mean, and are you suggesting that was drink alcohol and lick salt cubes?” the librarian smiled awkwardly and inspected her friend cautiously as the pink mare seemed to be more unstable than normally.

Pinkie nodded in 42 kmh and tossed the box up on the conveniently placed table before standing on her hind legs, holding up both of the two bottles.

“Come on girls!” Pinkie said, “It’s about time you loosen up some. We’re all of legal age here!” The group of friends seemed to contemplate this option, all but Dash, who seemed perplexed, looking back and forth between the bottles.

“Um... actually Pinkie, Twilight and Da-” Fluttershy’s barely audible complaint was shortly cut off by a cheer of ‘LET¨S PAR-TAY’ from the bubbly earth pony, and before the timid pegasus had had time to finish her sentence, she found herself holding a drink with a salt cube hung on a tiny plateau designed for shot glasses.

“But, Pinkie... I have nev-” suddenly, but in twenty minutes later, the caretaker found herself trying to steady herself against the stairs, mumbling something about how she ended up there.

Out of nowhere, the party pony came pushing in a large punch bowl with a noticeable heater at the bottom. Applejack, in the middle of sucking the juices out of a cube shook her head and turned towards the slightly swaying fellow earth pony.

“Uh... mind telling me what in tarnation ya’ll gonna use tha’ for?” Pinkie giggled in response and stuck out her tongue playfully.

“You silly filly, this is a punch bowl for heated drinks. We’re going to do what it’s meant for: Drink something warm.” the orange mare tilted her head and looked around, trying to spot what exactly they were going to fill it with.

“Uh, sugarcube? What didja have planned to fill that with? We ain’t got no more juice left.” The pink pony lowered her eyelids sensually and smiled deviously.

“Oh, we got plenty of juice dear AJ, we are going to fill it with our juices...” Pinkie seductively waggled her eyebrows, licking her lips.Rarity’s eyes shot wide open and the glass she was levitating next to her fell to the ground, softly avoiding breaking thanks to Gummy intervening. (granted, he moved there four minutes ago, but it’s the thought that counts.) The glass bounced harmlessly off of his soft skin, rolling across the floor. Fluttershy’s tail shot straight into the air, accompanied with a heavy flush, overlapping her tipsy blush.

Onwards!