Throughout Equestrian Years

After quite a while of just walking, their eyes circled. Fortunately, they found a tavern, that tavern had a sign on the side of the building, naming the inn as Agaveria La Punta. Finally, the two entered the inn as multiple stallions sang Hebrew texts until they all focused their attention on the pairs. The group gulped, and they proceed to the bar where a large, red-furred stallion greeted the two.

“What can I get for you two today?”

Celestia asked politely, “can we have a glass of wine, please?”

Suddenly, everyone started to laugh loads of times, Luna stared at everyone. Somehow, the rough, big one wasn’t laughing anyhow.

“We don’t sell alcoholic wine here because we only serve alcoholic cider here, my name is Big Macintosh if you didn’t know.”

“Well, my sister and I would like two bottles of alcoholic cider, please,” Celestia asked.

“Coming right up!” Big Macintosh said as he never hesitated to pour the pair of drinks.

Big Mac kindly handed over the cider to them, “here you go!”

Luna drank the mug filled with peach-colored bubbles that were gurgling at a noticeable rate. Celestia hesitated to jug the mug, but she did it for the sake of her sister. They felt a bit of a wheeze in their stomach as if their body is allowing down at an alarming rate. Celestia and Luna got up from the stool, and they struggled to trot.

They chuckled, “The moon is made from cheese!”

They both groaned and fell to the floor as they saw just pitch-black.