Today started as usual, shower, breakfast, and now I was going downstairs smoking a cigarette.

At the main hall I met Sunset Shimmer who seemed to be waiting for someone.

"Good morning, Sunset, who are you waiting for?" I asked her.

“I’m waiting for Twilight, Bourbon; she and Timber are coming back from vacation today.” She said.

"Ah, great, I can't wait to see them." I said.

"See who?" Asked Discord, who appeared out of nowhere for a change accompanied by Ponos.

“Twilight, she’s returning from vacation today." Sunset answered again.

"Let's see how it goes, vacations usually wreak havoc on couples, I know that very well." Discord said.

"You? How do you know about that?" Ponos asked his father.

“I was on my honeymoon; don't you think that's enough?” Ponos simply reacted with a scowl.

At that moment we saw Twilight carrying two suitcases and, for some reason, looked quite upset.

"Could you help with this, it's heavy." Twilight said to Timber Spruce.

"I was paying for the taxi, if you don't mind." He replied. “Why did you take two suitcases if you have spent most of your time in a bathing suit?”

"How things went in the Caribbean lovebirds?" Sunset asked to break the tension.

"Great, just great, with Timber you have a good time anywhere, that’s for sure." Twilight said with marked sarcasm.

"No, wait, now it's my fault, since I was the one who chose the destiny..." Now it was Timber's turn to be sarcastic.

"No, I chose it because you never choose anything." Twilight said.

“Really? I wanted to go to my cousins apartment in Foalida, but she wanted to go to the Caribbean.”

"But it’s a beautiful place to go, isn't it?" Ponos asked confused.

"Which place? The hotel and little else because the rest it’s virgin forest.” Said Timber.

"Timber, people go to rest and sunbathe." Twilight said putting her hands on her head. "He didn't want to do anything, no windsurfing, no diving... nothing."

“And the mosquitoes…holy shit the mosquitoes; They didn't bite you, they raped you." Timber said showing us the bite marks on his arm.

"He slept more times hugging the bug spray than me." Twilight complained, while I imagined that comical scene.

"Damn, they could train them or help you carry the bags."

"But hey, he spent all day drunk drinking mojitos at karaoke." Twilight was clearly pissed.

"What? We had to amortize the all-inclusive."

"Look, just forget it, let's go home and forget this little trip as soon as possible." Twilight said grabbing the bags and heading to the elevator.

"Sure, don't miss it, the conversations end when she says." Timber grabbed another couple of bags and followed Twilight to the elevator.

"Ok, you’ll show us the photos of the trip one of these days." I said finishing my cigarette, with a less serious tone than I intended. "Come on Sunset, let's open the pub."

"You see son, in the end we all end up the same." Discord said to Ponos.

"Really dad, your optimism with people disarms me."

In the pub I was serving some breakfasts and beers and suddenly I was gifted with Rarity’s company.

“Good morning, Bourbon. Could you get me an Earl Gray tea with a splash of milk, please.” She asked.

"Of course. Shall I serve it to you at the bar or at a table?” I asked for.

"At the bar, so you keep me company while I wait."

"Are you meeting someone?"

“Yes, my mother and her cousin. It turns out that her daughter is getting married, and I am designing the fabulous dress for the bride.” She explained to me. "Besides, I'll be going as a guest."

"Well, that's great, wedding dresses cost an arm and a leg, and even more if they are handmade by a great professional like you." I said praising Rarity's professionalism.

"Thank you darling." She said dedicating me a smile.

As I poured tea, I noticed that she was carrying a novel.

"Wow, I didn't know you liked Shadow Spade’s novels." I said picking up the book and looking at the cover.

"I love them, the way she describes the outfits, the mystery...there's a lot of glamour in noir novels."

"I love those kinds of stories, detectives, mobsters, spies, Prohibition... Sometimes I wish the pub had that style, even if it was for a day." At that moment I had a revelation. "That's it! I could do a Noir style theme party, no, better Diesel Punk style, or Atom Punk. Years 40-50ish.”

“That's a great idea darling, this pub would look divine with some Pulp themed decorations.” Rarity said happy for my idea.

"And you could make outfits for this party and promote them in your boutique."

"Are you serious?" Rarity asked with her eyes shining like sapphires.

"Of course, we just have to plan that well."

At that moment two women entered the pub, a plump one with her hair tied up in a high purple bun and another lady with gray, brown hair, and an air of superiority.

"Hello Rarity." Said the lady with the bun.

“Hello mother, hello Bitter Beans. Bourbon, these are my mother Cookie Crumbles and her cousin Bitter Beans.”

"Nice to meet you ladies." I said.

"Oh Rarity, I haven't seen you since you were fourteen, you had a pimpled face, and now look at you, crow's feet and all." Holy fuck that woman, she has no filter.

"Yes, you, on the other hand, are still the same… the same old witch." Rarity said that last while whispering to me.

"You are the famous Bourbon, nice to meet you at last." Said Cookie Crumbles. "Rarity and Sweetie Belle talk a lot about you."

"Everything bad I imagine." I said jokingly.

“You are the owner of the pub, aren't you? Look, I wanted to propose something to you, the place where we were going to celebrate my daughter's wedding has canceled our reservation and we had thought about renting your pub, not that a Lyrish joint is the most suitable place for a wedding, but what are we going to do with the little time we have.”

“Depending on who you ask, at Gallopway Bay is the biggest trend.” I didn't want to mess with that bitch, but I can't stand my pub being messed with.

“Yes, it will be a riot of glamour.” Said Sunset who jumped into the conversation after picking up some glasses.

"With that apron and she talk about glamour." Wow, even Sunset doesn't seem to be immune to insults.

"Well Rarity, your mother is going to pick up the dress this afternoon, I already told her it's a shame you're going alone, but what are we going to do, anyway, give Harry my regards."

Suddenly Rarity looked at her strangely, but before she could say anything, Cookie Crumbles took her out of the pub arguing that she was in a hurry. When the lady left, Rarity turned to her mother.

"Mother, did she say regards to Harry?" Rarity asked.

"No, she said regards to Hondo, yes, it's just that she hasn't seen your father for a long time, too." Rarity's mother answered nervously.

"Mom, I heard perfectly, can you explain to me what is going on?"

"Okay, okay, you'll see sweetheart, I told her you have a boyfriend."

"What?" Rarity's eyes snapped open.

"It was her fault, she started saying it was a shame you were going to be the only one going alone, that she had to move heaven and earth not to sit you at the children's table."

"The children's table?" I asked surprised. "That’s the nightmare of singles, I tell you."

“In the end, I don't know how, I told her that you're dating with Harry Runt, a brown-haired boy, with light eyes, of Scoltch origin and from Fillydelphia. But don't worry, I told her he's not going to the wedding because he's on call, he's a doctor…”

"Ah, well, I feel calmer knowing that he’s on call, I thought he wouldn't go because it's imaginary." Rarity said with a sarcastic shrug.

"Well Rarity, if you think about it, it's perfect for you." Sunset said getting into the conversation. "You're always saying your perfect man doesn't exist." We all laughed at that comment.

"Darling, I have to go pick up some things for your father, see you here later."

Cookie Crumbles left, leaving Rarity still confused by the whole situation.

That same morning Flash, Cheese Sandwich and Soarin arrived.

"Any luck finding an apartment?" I asked for.

“Well, no, the last one Rich had around here was sold. So, we are left with nothing.” Said Soarin.

"Don't be discouraged, surely when you least expect it you will have the solution."

Suddenly Zephyr entered the pub.

"Bourbon, round of drinks for everyone, I'm on!" What Zephyr said left us all surprised.

"Zephyr, are you sick?" Flash asked.

"No, I'm celebrating." He said.

"Oh, and what we celebrate?" Cheese asked excited about a possible party.

“An aunt of mine has died.” He said smiling as he sat down on a stool. The rest of us looked at him as if he had suddenly sprouted a second head.

“Gee, you really look depressed.” I said sarcastically.

“It’s not that, it turns out that she has left me her flat in inheritance. Now I am the owner.” Zephyr looked clearly pleased.

"Seriously, when I think about Zephyr, I realize that it's better to be lucky than smart." Flash commented.

"Flash, don't be rude, you're now in front of your new landlord."

"I’m sorry, what?" The blue-haired boy asked in astonishment.

“Soarin and you are still looking for a renting room, since I already have one, what better way to pay the rent to me than to a stranger?” Zephyr said.

"Do I need to answer?" Flash replied.

"Flash, don't be like that, besides, we're not here to get demanding." Said Soarin.

"Hell yeah, come this afternoon and we'll get organized."

I ended up putting a round on everyone as seeing Zephyr buying them drinks was a milestone in history. After toasting, a new client entered, a man with his son, whom I knew quite well thanks to Pinkie.

"Mr. Cake, welcome, hello Pound Cake, how are y’all doing?” I asked for.

"Good morning, Bourbon, can we get a latte and apple juice?" Mr. Cake asked.

"Coming right up."

Carrot Cake, was the owner of a local bakery that he ran with his wife, he was a thin, red-haired man with freckles, they had two children: Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake, twins a few minutes apart and who were currently about 13 years old; Pound Cake was a brown-haired boy with messy hair and brown eyes, and his sister Pumpkin was redheaded with blue eyes, reminding me of my cousin Cairéad, except that Cairéad was more chubby.

Suddenly Mr. Cake's cell phone rang, and he said he had to go, he took his coffee almost in one sip, and left, leaving Pound Cake here since the boy wanted to stay a while longer.

"Well, Pound Cake, how's school?" I asked to bring up something.

"Bored, my father pressures me about grades since my sister is doing better, but I don't complain." The boy answered.

As we chatted, Sunset's phone rang.

"Boss, can I take a couple of hours off?" she asked.

"Is there any problem?" I asked.

"Twilight wants to tell us all something, I guess it must be important."

"Come on, go, I can handle myself." I said.

Sunset left and I stayed with the guys chatting and almost as Sunset left, Timber walked in.

He greeted us all, but he seemed very grumpy. If my instincts weren't wrong, it had something to do with Twilight and their relationship since they got back from their trip.

"Bourbon, get me a pint of ale, please." Timber said.

"You look stressed Timber." Flash said.

“Me stressed? No way, now I’ll start clapping my hands with joy.” He said sarcastically.

"Timber, are you okay?" I asked as I served him the pint.

Timber began pacing like a caged lion, huffing, and puffing.

“I can't take it anymore, guys, I can't take any more. Twilight and I are very different. Women fall in love with us and then they want to change us.” Timber said.

"What's wrong, Twilight hooked up with someone else?" Zephyr asked.

"Change personality, not boyfriend, you idiot." I answered.

"Well, I'm so happy with Pinkie, I think we'll move in together soon." Cheese said but added one more thing. "Although…"

"What's the matter?" I asked for.

“Pinkie’s very good at cakes, pies and other sweets. But the rest of the dishes… she cooked me a stew the other day that could be declared as weapon of mass destruction.” He said making a face of disgust remembering the dish in question.

"Yeah, Pinkie has always been weird about cooking things that aren’t sweets." Pound Cake said getting into the conversation.

"Yeah, look, the things you don't like about your girlfriend at first are even funny, but you'll see when she makes you that stew after four years." Timber said.

"Eww, I don't know if I would survive." Cheese said.

“I am blown. This is a very serious crisis…”

What we didn't know is that several meters above us a similar conversation was taking place...

At Sunset’s apartment, Twilight paced back and forth with all of her friends looking at her expectantly.

“Do you know how many times we’d made love in 15 days of idyllic and paradisiacal vacations in the Caribbean?” Twilight asked, to which the girls fell silent. "One." The girls made an expression as if they were stung by something. “And he did it with his clothes on so the mosquitoes wouldn't bite him. Poor thing, if you could see him sweat…”

"Darling, it's not that big of a deal either." Rarity said. "When I was dating with my second boyfriend, we spent six months without doing it."

"But did you break up with him?"

"Of course, he forgot about our anniversary." Answered the fashionista.

"Twilight, the problem is that you spend many hours together, vacations are the worst time for the couple, it is proven that most divorces occur right after holidays." Sunset added.

“It’s that Timber is like a grandpa… an immature grandpa. It is a very rare thing.” Twilight said adjusting her glasses. "He didn't want to do scuba diving because he had to take a course in the pool..."

Meanwhile our conversation continued in the pub.

"She wanted me to make a fool of myself in the pool dressed as a frogman." We all laughed imagining that scene. “No, to hell with that, dignity above all else.”

"Man, if after these years dating you are like this, I see the answer very clearly." Flash said.

"What you want is for Twilight to be free so you can try and hook up with her." Zephyr said.

"Hey, if she gets free, I could try it." Pound Cake said.

"Boy, wait until you hit the growth spurt." I said before the kid's occurrence.

"No, I think he’s right, the best thing is to leave her, I have to tell her, although it pisses me off, because she’s very in love with me, I'm going to break her heart." Timber said with a sad face, although I looked away thinking that maybe he wasn’t entirely correct.

And upstairs...

"Tell him you prefer your own company right now, it's like you don't break up, but you break up." Rainbow Dash said. "That way you get out of troubles, it always works for me."

“How is she going to tell him that?” Applejack said. "Just because guys are throwaway for you doesn't mean Twilight is going to break up with him over the slightest crisis."

“No, you're right, it's for the best, I have to break up with Timber. Poor thing, he loves me so much! It's going to be hard for him…” Twilight said worriedly.

Rarity and her mother were at a table chatting quietly as they each had a cup of tea. Although Rarity looked somewhat annoyed...

"Dear, I know that what I did was not right, but put yourself in my shoes." Cookie Crumbles said taking a sip of her tea. “You don't know what it's like to put up with my friends with the wedding photos of their daughters and their GRANDCHILDREN.” She said emphasizing the last word. "And always asking 'and what about your daughter?'"

"Yeah, I wish you had a daughter like your friend Pearl, who has a boyfriend and a baby, of course she's also a gambler and drug addict, but hey, at least she has a boyfriend." Rarity replied with a sarcasm that even I would have a hard time getting over.

“Okay, I shouldn’t have to do that. As soon as I see Bitter Beans, I tell her the truth.” And as if by magic, the aforementioned entered through the door. Rarity made a sign to her mother, who got nervous. "Well, when I see her, or maybe tomorrow or the next day."

Rarity looked frustrated as her mother's cousin took a seat at the same table as them.

"Hello girls, I came to finalize the details of the wedding." She said.

"Speaking of the wedding, I had to tell you something about Harry." Cookie Crumbles said.

"Don't tell me he's coming." She said more surprised than excited. "I would love to finally meet a boyfriend of Rarity, which at this point we did not expect you to find anyone given your personality."

Rarity had a disjointed expression, as if an unpleasant image had suddenly come to her mind.

"Well, that's why your daughter is getting married as she has no personality." Rarity said with a smile faker than a leather coin.

"Well, I'll call the caterers to reserve a cutlery for unforeseen events and surprises, can there be a bigger surprise than Rarity with a boyfriend?" Maybe it was my impression, but Rarity's white skin began to take on a reddish hue.

"The point is that Harry..." Cookie Crumbles couldn't finish her sentence as she was interrupted by Rarity.

“He is a very generous man; he is going to give the bride and groom a batch of typical Prance products.” Rarity said.

"What a nice boy, and my daughter saying that your boyfriend was a lie." Bitter Beans answered.

Even at the bar, Discord, Sunset, and I were able to pick up most of the conversation incredulously. Lies have the inconvenience of having very short legs and she didn't know at what point all this would break Rarity and her mother.

"Do you hear that?" Discord asked. “It is the sound of the gears of chaos moving the machinery.” Discord smiled and took a sip of his beer.

At that moment he was not aware, but Discord was absolutely right, even more so when that same night, elsewhere, certain accumulated tensions were going to explode in the worst way.

Twilight and Timber half bought an apartment a few months ago so they could live together. However, living together wears the couple out a lot and they discovered it in the worst way. Apparently, their vacations together had left them with more consequences than mosquito bites and tan from the beach.

They were both getting ready to go to sleep, but the silence was so awkward you could cut the tension with a knife.

"Are you feeling alright?" Twilight asked as she put on her pajamas. "You've been very quiet all day."

"Me? Yes, I'm fine." Timber said putting on a shirt to sleep. "You good?"

"Me? Yes, of course." Twilight answered with an uncertain tone. “A little tired from the trip, but fine.”

"Is nothing wrong with you?" Timber asked.

"No." Twilight answered quickly and laconically. "And you?"

"No."

"Hey, if you want, we can talk." Twilight said dismissing it.

"About what?"

"I don’t know."

What started out as a stupid conversation escalated into a loud argument in the living room.

"So, I'm the one to blame for everything, I do everything wrong!" Timber yelled. “On the other hand, you are Miss Right.”

"I'm not saying that, Timber!" Twilight said also yelling. "But face it, you've become boring."

"Of course, because of you."

"ME?!"

“Yes, since we lived together you have wanted to turn me into someone I am not and based on wanting to turn me into someone else, you have turned me… but into someone other than the one you wanted! I don't know if I'm explaining myself…” At Timber's ramblings, Twilight simply sat with her head bowed and crossed her arms.

"No, but it doesn't matter..." Twilight said starting to sob. "All I wanted is for this to work, and if I've been hard with you it's because I didn't see you happy and I felt guilty, because coming to live together was my idea, and I always had the feeling that you came forced.”

As Twilight cried, Timber didn't know what to do or say.

"Well, come on, don't cry, please." He said putting a hand on her shoulder.

"I'm not crying. I emphasize my words in higher tones with occasional tears.” Twilight said sounding more technical than she should.

"That's the weirdest definition of crying I've ever heard." Timber answered.

"Look Timber, I don't know who's to blame, but what's clear is that we can't go on like this." Twilight said, wiping away her tears and getting up from her chair.

"What's the matter? Do you want to break up?" Timber asked.

"I didn’t say that." Twilight was quick to say. "Do you want to break up?"

“No, no, I asked first. If you want, we can break up."

“So, you want to break up.”

"No, we break up if you want to break up." Timber said.

"But why do I have to break up?" Twilight asked indignantly.

"I don't know, if I ask you if you want to break up and you ask the same question, it means that you want to break up."

“No, don't say you want to break up because I want to break up, because then we break up being me the one who broke it; It is you who wants to break up because you asked it first, and if I ask you if you want to break up, it’s not because I want to break up, it is because by asking you are making it very clear that what you want is to break up.” Twilight spoke so quickly that Timber just looked at her with an idiot face.

"I'm lost, do you want a beer?" Timber asked.

"Yes please." Twilight said as he went to the fridge for two cans.

"My throat is dry." Timber said.

“So does mine…”

While the discussion was going on I was in my living room drinking a beer and playing video games.

"How beautiful is love..." I said sarcastically.

Suddenly the doorbell rang, which surprised me.

"Is that the deliverer?" I said getting up from the couch on my way to the door.

When I opened the door, I was faced with Rainbow Dash.

“Dash, what are you doing here?” I asked her.

"I'm bored, do you want to go for a drink?" she asked.

"Dash, look at me, I'm in my pajamas and waiting for a pizza, I'm not going out."

"Oh, come on Bourbon! Big Mac is at Appleloosa and Scootaloo is out with her friends, I get bored at home." she protested.

"And the rest of your friends?" I asked for.

"Rarity's busy with some dress, Pinkie's with Cheese, Applejack's gone with Big Mac, and I don't know where Fluttershy and Sunset are."

“Well, then deal with it, find a movie on Hooflix or something, but I'm staying home tonight. Take care of yourself." I said and closed the door, although I couldn’t imagine that this would unleash something much worse.

The doorbell rang at Twilight's apartment. She went to answer the door while Timber sat on the couch with a can of beer on the coffee table and his head in his hands.

"Hey Twilight, do you want to go out for a drink?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"Rainbow Dash, I'm sorry, but this is not a good time." She said.

"We're in the middle of an argument!" Timber yelled from the couch.

"Don't keep thinking about it, we've already talked about it, break up with him and we'll have a drink, you'll have to start over again." Dash said tactlessly.

Hearing that, Timber Spruce jumped up from the couch like a spring while Twilight's eyes widened.

“So, you were going to break up with me.”

“Thank you very much, Dash, very timely.” Twilight said angrily.

"Well, just so you know, I was the one who was going to break up with you, in fact, my next sentence was 'I'm leaving you'." Timber replied.

"Honey, don't get defensive, I know it's very hard for you." Twilight said.

"Hard? I’m laughing my ass off!" Timber said raising his arms and exaggerating his tone. Proving that it affected him more than he recognized.

“Ah, so you’re laughing your ass off!” Twilight said starting to get angry.

“Yes, it’s hilarious, I don’t give a fuck.”

“Well, I’m splitting my sides. I’ll call Pinkie and throw a party. In fact, I'm going with Dash to celebrate." Twilight said going to a closet for a coat.

"What the hell, the three of us are going to celebrate." Timber said going to his room for clothes.

"Oh, you're going to celebrate the breakup together...?" Dash said, not believing what she was seeing. "Look, I think I prefer to go alone..."

And smiling awkwardly, Dash closed the door and left. Twilight tossed her coat to the ground in despair as Timber went back trying to put on some pants.

"Hey, not to bother, but who broke up? I say that because of the gossip in the pub.” He asked.

"Shit if I know, Timber…" Twilight answered.

“She has left you it’s crystal clear.” Said a familiar voice that could be heard from an open window.

"Discord, go to sleep!" Twilight yelled.

"How am I going to sleep with the ruckus you're making?" the philosopher shouted back.

My doorbell rang again just as I was about to bite into a piece of pizza. Frustrated and looking like a bulldog, I reopened.

"And now what?" I asked knowing who I would meet.

“Do you mind if I keep you company for a bit?” Dash asked with an innocent face.

"Come on in." I said pulling away and offering her a pass. "I hope you like Spartacus."

“The movie or the series?” Dash asked.

"The Series."

“Blood, intrigue and sex. How can I resist?” She said smirking.

We spent most of the night marathoning Spartacus, commenting on the show and talking a little about our lives over beers and popcorn.

"Ilitia turns me on a lot, but Lucrecia is very hot, Lucy Lawless is a total MILF." I said.

"Well look at Crixus, Manu Bennett is an Olympian god." Dash replied biting her lip.

"I'm not going to argue with you. I'm not gay, but damn, I wish I had those abs." I said unable to hide my admiration for the guy's body.

“Maybe if you exercised you would get in shape.” Dash said laughing and pinching my belly.

"You ask too much Dash." We both laughed at that.

"Bourbon, you're not that fat either, if you went to the gym, in a few months you'll get in shape, seriously."

“I haven't exercised regularly since I left Lyreland. But, I'll keep it in mind." I said.

In the end, Dash fell asleep on the couch, so I put a blanket over her and went to sleep. It was 4 in the morning, so I only got five hours of sleep.

Later, Rainbow Dash started to get up, yawned, rubbed her left eye and stretched.

"Good morning, Dash." I said holding a cup of tea.

"Morning, Bourbon, what am I doing here?" she asked.

“You fell asleep, and I didn’t want to wake you up. Coffee, tea, or cocoa? I asked offering her some breakfast.

“Coffee, black, please.”

Dash and I had breakfast and then I went to open the pub, she went home to shower and told me we'd meet there later.

That morning Rarity and Cookie Crumbles were accompanied by Rarity's father, Hondo Flanks, a smiling, brown haired guy with a well-groomed mustache.

"So, you both told Bitter Beans you're dating a handsome doctor guy from Fillydelphia, and she believed it." Hondo said to his daughter.

"Does it seem so unbelievable?" Rarity asked somewhat indignantly.

"But we've said he won't go because he's on call, Harry is such a hard working man." Cookie Crumbles said smiling.

"Well, if they ask us at the wedding, we should all have the same version." Rarity said. "Let's see, my boyfriend's name is Harry Runt and..."

"You met him at the jazz club, and he asked you to swing." Cookie said.

"Mother, we are not in the 20s, nobody asks you to dance a swing." Rarity said, although that made me remember the theme party we had talked about. "Besides, I can imagine meeting Harry in a more romantic place."

"I know." Hondo said. “You met at Las Pegasus, he was playing blackjack and he saw you ordering a whiskey on the rocks at the bar.”

"Hondo, that's how we met." Cookie said looking strangely at her husband.

"Don't tell me it wasn't romantic." Hondo said looking at his wife and smiling like a heartthrob.

"Look, let's be practical." Rarity said. "We met at a U2 concert, we've been dating for six months and what attracted me most about him was his sense of humor."

“He calls me In-Lawbut jokingly, 'what's up, in-law.' He says it to tease me, I pretend I'm angry, but deep down I love it." Cookie said.

"What about me? Doesn't the kid do anything with me?" Hondo asked wanting to fit in.

"You guys often go to the country club together and sometimes jokingly argue about which is better Bourbon or Scoltch Whiskey." Rarity said.

"Do you really need to ask that?" I said laughing.

Hondo laughed affectionately. "What a nice guy this Harry."

"And we haven't talked about money, because he must have money." Cookie said.

"Hey, don’t pick yourselves up, because at this rate we are going to create a mix between Brad Pitt and Elon Musk." Rarity said.

“What if we kill his mother?” Cookie asked earning a look of fear from everyone. “I mean, his mother is dead. What a bargain, no in-law to steal my grandchildren.” Cookie Crumbles thought giving free rein to her macabre imagination.

“Very well, without a mother-in-law who comes to eat on Sundays; deal, his mother is dead and buried.” Rarity said.

"Honey, this Harry is such a peach, it's a shame you didn't know him earlier." Rarity's mother said.

"Guys, don't lose your mind, don't forget that this Harry is imaginary." I said trying to get some sanity.

“Yes, also sooner or later we will have to say that we have broken up.” Rarity replied.

"You're right, we say that he was sent to work away and that he chose his job over you." Hondo said.

"Father, Harry would never do that to me." Rarity said very indignantly. It seems to me that even she is taking the pantomime too far.

When we closed for lunch, I decided to stop by Rarity's house to talk about the theme party and also give my opinion on the whole Harry thing.

I knocked on the door and Sweetie Belle opened it.

"Hello Bourbon, what's up?" I ask.

"Hello Sweetie, is your sister home?"

“Yes, she is there with our mother trying on a dress.” She said pointing with her thumb towards the living room.

There was Rarity with Cookie Crumbles adjusting the straps of a black dress.

“Hello Bourbon! How are you?" Cookie asked pleased to see me.

"Good afternoon, Cookie." I answered. "Rarity, can we talk for a moment?"

"I'm sorry darling, I'm very busy, and now in a while I have to go to the boutique to check that the bride's dress is ready."

At that moment the doorbell rang again, it was Hondo Flanks.

"Hello Dad." Sweetie Belle said.

"Hi sweetheart!" Hondo said giving his little daughter a kiss on the cheek.

He went to the living room where his eldest daughter and his wife were and took a photo from his shirt pocket.

"Look Cookie, our grandchildren: Saphire and Gold, aren’t they adorable?" He said smiling, just like Cookie.

“Father, you are aware that I don't have any children, right? Harry and I are just dating." Rarity said. "Besides, no one would believe they are your grandchildren."

"And why not? They do have the same rogue face as their pops." Hondo said tenderly looking at the photo.

“Because they are blond and have green eyes.” Rarity pointed out.

"And doesn't it say IKEA Catalog there?" I said looking at a detail of what I now knew was a clipping from a magazine.

"Well, it's a shame, look how nice they are there in their colorful room." Hondo said showing the image to his wife.

"So true." Cookie said smiling. “And what cute cushions, and for only $20.”

"Look guys, am I the only one who thinks you're taking this too far?" I said trying to put some sanity, but nobody paid attention to me.

The doorbell rang again and this time it was Rarity who opened the door.

"Hey, Bitter Beans, what are you doing here?" Rarity asked.

"You don't know who I've met." She said waiting for the rest to guess. "Harry."

“Harry? What harry?” Rarity asked.

“Who do you think? Harry, your boyfriend.” Bitter Beans replied leaving us all dumbfounded.

"What?" Rarity said.

"How?" Cookie Crumbles said.

"When?" Hondo said.

"Where?" I already asked out of curiosity.

"It's just that I went to the doctor, and I was treated by a boy named Harry Runt, and I asked him and he was from Fillydelphia." This was already starting to get sinister. It felt like we had gotten into an episode of The X-Files. “But when I asked him about Rarity, he told me that he knew several Rarities. Weird, right?"

"It's just... we've argued." Rarity said trying to get out of the way.

“Yeah, because… because…” Cookie Crumbles stammered as she surreptitiously grabbed Hondo's arm.

“Because he says Scoltch Whiskey is better than Bourbon. Every time the subject comes up, we’re on a ruckus.” Rarity's father said.

"Don't tell me more, I already know what's going on." Bitter Beans said leaving everyone expectant. “You have argued because he is not going to the wedding.”

"Exactly." Rarity said relieved that her pantomime hadn't been discovered. “Making me go alone, I was so excited to take him to the wedding.”

"Well, say no more, this afternoon I have an appointment with him, I'll tell him to make up and to accompany you to the wedding." Bitter Beans said happy to have reached a solution.

"No, you can't do that." Cookie Crumbles said.

"Why not?"

"Because you have to go pick up the dress, I'm going to be very busy at the boutique and I can't take it to you." Rarity said.

"Don’t worry, Harry's consultation catches me on the way." Things got complicated for Rarity and her parents.

"But even so I have to accompany you, imagine that you go alone and have an accident."

"Gosh, Rarity, between how anxious you are and the holsters you're pulling out, you're looking more like your mother every day." Bitter Beans said letting out another gratuitous attack. "Well, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Once Bitter Beans left Rarity's apartment, she was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

"Oh no! What am I going to do?" Rarity said throwing herself on the sofa as if she were passing out.

"Sweet gem, you have to distract her until your father and I come up with something." Cookie Crumbles said.

"Like what? I already knew this was going to be a disaster.” Rarity said on the verge of tears.

"Why don't you go talk to this Harry guy?" I said. “You go to his office; you explain what happened and maybe he will help you. What do y’all have to lose?”

"That's it, Cookie, let's go to that office and talk to Harry, what's the worst that could happen?" Hondo Flanks said.

"I don't know, let them think you're crazy." Rarity said.

“Come on Rares, I'll take you to the boutique, Big Mac left me the keys to his truck. Trust your parents a little, I'm sure they'll come up with something." I said hoping that everything would be alright, although the situation was so surreal that it seemed written by a madman.

Rarity's boutique was in the center of the city. I didn't understand a damn about fashion, even though my father was a button maker, but Rarity's store was very stylish with pretty clothes and other items; Almost all for women, but there were some items for men such as jackets, pants and some shirts that caught my attention, even thou that wasn’t really my style.

Despite being the owner and main designer in her business, Rarity also had two people working for her, a woman named Sassy Saddles, in her mid-thirties, and a young woman about our age named Coco Pommel. Coco was the one who was organizing the garments and collecting money at the checkout, while Sassy was advising different clients.

Rarity at this moment was distracting Bitter Beans and I accompanied them both.

“Would you like another coffee? Why don't you tell me another family story?" Rarity asked hoping to distract her relative.

"But Rarity, I've already had two coffees, and I've even told you about your great-uncle's hernia operation, plus at this rate I won't have time to go to Harry's consultation." Bitter Beans said.

"Well, if you can't go, that's okay too." Rarity said downplaying it.

Suddenly, Coco Pommel arrived with the dress safely stored in a bag.

"Finally, a little more and it goes out of style." Bitter Beans said.

"Sorry." Coco said in such a shy way that she could easily rival Fluttershy or Marble. "It's just that there is a very strange man trying on all the tight pants in the store and asking me if they look good on his ass."

“But wait, are you just going to leave before I check if the dress is okay?” Rarity took the dress out of its case and looked at it. "See, what I imagined, the seams of the straps are not okay, with this you walk a little and it comes loose."

"But Rarity, you made it yourself." Coco said innocently, earning a look of fury from Rarity.

"I see it well, and I think I have more experience in wedding dresses than you, at least I've been married." This lady was already pissing me off. If it were me, I would have thrown it out the window by now.

"Keep in mind that the dress has to endure a lot: walking, throwing the bouquet, the wedding dance... this at the first pull falls apart." Rarity tried to rip off the strap to no avail. "Or the second..." With a strong pull, he managed to break it. "You see? I knew I hadn't tried hard enough...I'm sorry you can't go see Harry."

"What a disappointment, now my daughter would have to come to try it on and fix it..."

"I'm sorry, darling, but if you can't… I wish I could do more to help you." Rarity said.

Bitter Beans looked at Rarity for a moment and changed her expression as if she had a brilliant idea.

“Wait, you and my daughter are the same size!” She said.

And just like that, I found myself in front of Rarity with my wedding dress on and Coco Pommel trying to fix the broken strap. Meanwhile I did my best to hold back my laughter.

"I don't want lectures, Bourbon." She said.

"No, calm down, but you should call your mother and think of a plan B."

Rarity picked up her cell phone and called Cookie Crumbles.

“Mother, Bitter Beans has escaped me, she's on her way to the consultation. Please do whatever it takes to keep her from talking to the doctor.” Rarity said.

"Come on Hondo, we have to leave quickly." Cookie was heard from the other end of the line.

“Damn it, next time you come up with a son-in-law he better be from Greenland.” Hondo said.

And if the situation wasn't bizarre enough, someone backed out of the changing rooms.

"Miss, I think I'll take this one, how does it look on my ass?" The aforementioned, who was wearing tight black pants and rubbing his butt, was none other than Discord.

He looked at us and we looked at him. I hated those kinds of awkward silences in which no one wanted to open their mouth for fear of saying something stupid.

Discord walked over to Rarity and whispered to her. "I don’t say about yours if you don't say about mine."

“Enough, I'm going to the pub…” I said, wanting to erase the image of Discord in tight pants from my head.

Harry Runt was a normal guy, a simple physician whose only concern was to attend to his patients and get home with a clear conscience of having fulfilled his duty, and if it was a weekend to have a few drinks with his friends to celebrate the weekend. Harry had a unique feature that caught the attention of the rest, although sitting in front of his study no one noticed.

However, he did not expect that this afternoon, while he was examining the files of any patient, two unknown people would enter his office like two dogs in a meat truck to make the strangest of propositions.

"Sorry to barge in like this, but this is an emergency." Hondo Flanks said without giving the doctor time to react.

"What kind of emergency?" Harry asked concerned.

"We need you to pretend you’re dating our daughter." Hondo said bluntly.

"Excuse me?" The doctor's face was quite a poem.

"I know it sounds weird, but you see, it turns out that we invented a boyfriend for our daughter and look what are the odds he has the same name as you, he's a doctor and he's from Fillydelphia." Cookie Crumbles said.

"What? No, look, I think you are confused. I am Dr. Runt, you are looking for Dr. Rump, from psychiatry.” He said as he picked up his phone.

"No, please wait." Hondo Flanks said snatching the phone from him. "You only have to pretend to be the boyfriend of our daughter Rarity before your next patient, I beg you as an imaginary father-in-law." He said with his arms open in supplication.

"Yeah, but I don't have a girlfriend, neither imaginary nor real." Harry answered.

"Well that’s weird, so handsome and a doctor, are you a confirmed bachelor?" Cookie Crumbles asked earning a strange look. "I mean, being alone, you'll know what it's like to be told that you're going to be single forever, I'm sure even your mother once pretended that you had a girlfriend in front of her friends."

“My mother passed away in an accident 5 years ago.” Harry said hanging his head remembering his trauma.

"Hondo, look, he's perfect." Cookie said with a touching tone. "If he has a house on the beach, I'll pass out right here."

"Look, I understand what you're going through... well, I really don't understand, and I still want to help you, but it's all very strange." Harry said still confused by the whole situation.

"Help us please, even if it's just to hit Bitter Beans in the face, that woman is the typical meddling witch, a bitter..." While Hondo released his string of insults, Cookie grabbed his arm because Bitter Beans was entering the office, for Luckily, she didn't get to hear what he said. “She is a lovely woman. Hi Bitter Beans, we were talking to Harry about how awesome you are.”

"And what are you doing here?" She asked surprised to see them.

"Nothing, we came to invite Harry to eat at our place on Sunday." Cookie Crumbles said.

"Wow, then he must love Rarity a lot." Bitter Beans said looking at the doctor.

Harry stood speechless with his hand over his mouth as he thought about how he had gotten himself into such a mess. "Uh...yeah sure." Harry said not quite knowing how to respond.

"Look at him, he loves her so much that he's dumbstruck." Hondo said trying to get out of the way.

"No, I say it because to want to suffer Cookie's cooking you must be crazy in love, or just crazy." Bitter Beans responded with her usual insults.

Meanwhile, in the pub I told Sunset about what had happened, and she was laughing incredulously. It was one thing to tell a lie to get out of trouble, and quite another thing is that instead of being caught lying, said lie turned out to be truer than expected.

I poured Rumble, Zephyr and Flash a couple of beers and Pound Cake arrived at the pub.

"Hello Bourbon." The boy answered.

"Hey Pound Cake, what are you doing here?" I asked surprised.

"It's just that I'm bored at home." Pound Cake said. "What were you talking about?"

"Oh, nothing, turns out Zephyr hooked up the other night and we had a laugh." I said.

"Why?" Pound Cake asked.

"Because she's ugly as fuck." Rumble said starting to laugh.

"Oh come on... she's not that ugly, the photo I showed you had bad lighting, but look at the one in profile." Zephyr pulled out her cell phone and we all ran to look.

"Child, don't look, you'll have nightmares later." I said.

We all stared at the aforementioned, without knowing what to think.

"Well, if you take off her braces she's not that ugly." Flash said.

"No, she doesn’t have a brace." Zephyr replied.

"Oh..." was the only thing the blue-haired man answered.

"Fuck, she's uglier than a cross-eyed man blowing up a balloon." It was the only thing that came to mind.

The door opened and the person we least expected to see appeared.

"Thunderlane!" Rumble yelled.

Indeed, his older brother had just entered the pub and accompanied by a stunning woman.

"Greetings friends." He said, hugging the girl.

“But what are you doing here? Weren't you in Poneland looking for your father?" Rumble asked.

“What have I lost in Poneland? I've been in Prance for a week, this is Monique." He said introducing the girl.

“Bonjour.” Said Monique.

"But what about all your anger at mom for the lie?"

"Well, mom has given me some money because she feels guilty, advantages of being an illegitimate child." Thunderlane said bluntly. "Can you do me a favor? Can you go home and get me some summer clothes? I'm taking Monique to the Canary Islands. We’ll wait for you here having a drink, let’s take a table cherrie.”

And Thunderlane went with the Prench girl to a table leaving us all looking like idiots.

"Bastard, and on top of that I have to act as a courier." Rumble left with a duffel bag given to him by his brother.

"Of course, that's the key, going abroad, that's where the action is." Zephyr said.

"Zephyr don't lie to yourself, you set foot in a foreign country and they extradite you the next day." Pound Cake said, the kid was blending in here too well.

At that moment Cookie Crumbles, Bitter Beans and a guy I didn't know, and who, by the way, I couldn't see well from the bar, arrived.

"Hey Bourbon, look, this is Harry, Rarity's boyfriend." So that's the Harry who, by some sinister coincidence, is just like the boyfriend they invented.

"A pleasure, Harry."

After serving the women and Harry going to one of the tables, Rarity appeared with the wedding dress in her hand.

"Darling, you look like Julia Roberts in Runaway Bride." Cookie said.

"Mother, I don't want jokes." Rarity said. "Why did you want to see me?"

"It's just that we have a surprise for you." Bitter Beans said. "We've talked to Harry, and we've convinced him to go to the wedding with you."

"What?" Rarity said scared.

"Yes, sweet gem, I wanted to warn you, but..." Cookie lowered her voice and surreptitiously pointed at Bitter Beans. “She stuck to me like a tick.”

"Come on, there you have him, go say hi while we pay Bourbon." Bitter Beans said pointing to the tables.

"Yeah, sure, sure..." Rarity said nervously, heading to a table where a guy was having a coffee.

"Hello, Harry." Rarity said.

Cookie Crumbles and I signaled to Rarity to let her know that she was wrong. We pointed to the real Harry, and she ran over to that table.

"Harry, right?" I ask.

"Hello, what was your name?" Harry asked.

"Oh, what a beautiful couple you make Rarity." Bitter Beans said approaching next to Cookie Crumbles.

"Rarity, I always forget." Harry's subconscious betrayed him. “… I always forget such a good couple we make."

“Well, I'm leaving because I have to buy some insoles, because blisters are like heavy relatives, they stick to you and there's no way to get rid of them. See you at the wedding.” And just like that, Bitter Beans left Rarity and Cookie with the doctor.

"Mother, before I kill you, can you explain to me what's going on?" Rarity asked.

"You see, this boy is Harry, we have explained to him what has happened, and he is willing to help us." Said his mother.

“It’s a pleasure, I'm Rarity, as you know. Look, you don't have to do this, I know my parents can be a little scary, but they're harmless." Rarity said nervously.

"The truth is that when they appeared in my office, I thought they had some kind of contagious stroke." Harry said remembering the scene from before. “But then they explained it to me better and I understand what you are going through.”

"Do you also have parents who interfere in your life?" Rarity asked.

"No, but I know what it's like to be single at thirty." He said, I know how you feel, bro. “And well, tomorrow I have nothing to do so I thought I can go to the wedding and have a good time. Unless it's also an imaginary wedding." He said laughing nervously.

"Yes!" Rarity said, although she realized that Harry misunderstood her. "No, I mean of course the wedding is for real."

"Well, let me make a call, and everything is settled." Harry said pulling out his cell phone.

Cookie Crumbles and Rarity got up excited.

"honey, this looks like the beginning of a romantic movie."

But then Harry stood up from his chair showing his true height. Its size was enough to reach Rarity to the height of her hips.

"Rarity, count me in for the wedding, see you tomorrow." And without further ado, the literally little doctor left.

Cookie and Rarity were speechless, until Rarity decided to open her mouth.

“Well, it really looks like the beginning of a movie… Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.” Rarity said angrily as her mother looked down.

Seeing that I could only laugh as he poured me a pint of Guinneighs.

The next day Sunset and I were preparing the pub for the wedding. It never occurred to me that my place could be used for these types of events, but if it worked, I could get a good pinch. Taking a sip from the long neck in his hand, Pound Cake entered the pub.

"Bourbon, do you have an empty box lying around?" the boy asked.

"I don't know, maybe in the storage room, why?"

"It's just that I'm helping Timber with the move, he offered me ten bucks." Answered.

"Okay, I'm going to see if I have any boxes." I said as I headed to the store.

Meanwhile, a few floors up in our building, Timber Spruce finished packing his things to leave his now broken home. He and Twilight agreed to sell the apartment and split the money.

I decided to go with Pound Cake to help Timber, and to see if the atmosphere was as heated as the night before.

"Well, I'm taking the essentials." He said while holding a box and carrying a backpack on his shoulder. "I'll be back for more things as soon as possible."

"If you want, I'll send it to your sister's place." Twilight said softly.

"Why to my sister's place?" Timber asked surprised.

"I don't know, I guess you're going back to Everfree, right?"

"You said that, I'm going to live alone, I already have a flat signed."

"Oh yeah? And where?" Twilight asked puzzled.

“I’m not telling you, then you will want to see me every day and you will never get over it.” Timber said playing tough and heading for the door.

"But you, cocky, brat, childish, arrogant and... everything." Twilight said losing her temper.

"Guys don't go on like this, you're going to hurt yourselves." Pound Cake said.

“He is right, that is not the way for a mature and cordial separation.” I answered.

"Can you tell Obi Wan and Anakin to leave us alone so we can say our goodbyes?" Twilight said.

"I’m afraid not, because you're going to start crying and it's going to be uncomfortable for both of us." Timber answered.

“Cry?” Twilight was walking into the rag, but then she backed away. “Timber. We've spent many years together; don't you think it's unfair to end like this? We have shared a lot, I have loved you very much… and we have lived precious moments, please do not spoil it.”

At that speech Timber's heart softened and his defenses lowered.

“I will always remember you and I will always be fond of you. Come on, let's end this well." Twilight finished.

"You're right, sorry, I'm going to miss you too." Timber said, for the first time being honest.

"AHA! Who's the one that's knackered now? Bye." Twilight said gloating.

"How twisted you women are." I said.

“You've gone too far, Twilight. You’ve gone so fricking far. But I had noticed!” Timber said with a false smile as he walked out the door.

"Yeah, sure..." I said under my breath.

Just before Twilight could close, Pound Cake stopped her.

"Hey, I already know that I'm 13 years old now, but I notice that the growth spurt is close, if by the time I’ve turned 18 and your boobs haven't fallen off, you're still single, call me."

"Hey you brat!" I yelled.

"I'll keep that in mind, bye."

And just like that, Twilight closed the door.

"Hey, Timber, if you already have an apartment, why haven't I seen a car or something that carries your stuff?" Pound Cake asked.

"Because I have nothing... I was thinking of going to live with Flash, Zephyr and Soarin for a while, until I could save a little." he replied.

"Really?" I asked without believing it. "It's not for nothing, but if you go in there when you leave, you're going to ask me for psychological help."

"Then what do I do?"

"Leave that to me." I said picking up the mobile and making a call. "Sunset, hey, one question, is the apartment right above yours still abandoned?" I waited for an answer. "Perfect. Timber, you already have a place.”

"What do you mean I already have a place?" Timber asked surprised.

Timber, Pound Cake, and I went upstairs to an abandoned apartment in our building. Timber's face was hard to read.

“But man, how long has this been abandoned?” He asked disbelievingly.

“I don't know, a few months since the tenant died. No one has claimed it so the neighborhood community has taken over it, so you can stay for a while at least.” I explained.

Timber went to look inside one of the rooms.

"Dude, what about the bathroom?" He asked.

“A pipe burst broke up, so the plumbers dismantled it, but you have water in the kitchen and if you want you can buy a toilet and whatever you need.” I said.

"No, look Bourbon, I appreciate the detail, but this is more than I can take." Timber said.

“Dude don't worry, you said you were penniless, here at least you have a place to leverage yourself. It's either this or go back to your sister." Pound Cake said.

"Or get along with Zephyr's nonsense... that’s up to you." I added.

"Okay, but you will give me a reasonable price for being your buddy, right?"

"Of course, we neighbors will meet and talk about it quietly." I said glad to have reached an agreement. "Well, I'm going to look for Rarity, we have a wedding to prepare."

At Rarity's place things weren't going as expected, when I knocked on the door Hondo Flanks opened it dressed in a cutaway.

"Hello Bourbon, come in, we're getting ready to leave, you know how these women are." Rarity's father said.

"Hondo! Come back here, I have to adjust your cufflinks!” Cookie Crumbles yelled from the living room.

Just as I was wondering where Rarity was, I saw her accompanied by Sweetie Belle. She was laughing at her older sister.

“Wait, I have another, do you know why your boyfriend needs a stool? To be able to look at your boobs.” Sweetie Belle couldn't stop laughing, and even Hondo and I had to hold in our laughter.

"Sweetie Belle, stop it!" Rarity said.

"Well, sister, calm down, don't smurf yourself." There I laughed like a madman, and Rarity murdered me with her eyes.

"Sorry, that was funny." I said.

"I feel like a horrible person, I never thought I'd say this, but I wish my date would stand me up." Rarity said and then turned to her mother. "How come you didn't tell me he was the Danny De Vito of Canterlot?"

"Darling, I'm sorry, I barely saw him standing up and I've always been terrible at measurements." Cookie Crumbles said.

"Don't take it so seriously." Hondo said as he tied his tie. "Maybe if you take off your heels..."

“Yes, and he puts them on.” Sweetie Belle said and we all laughed again.

The doorbell rang interrupting us all.

"I'm sure it's him..." Rarity said worriedly.

Cookie Crumbles went to look through the peephole. "They made a mistake; I can’t see nobody."

"Shit, it's him." Rarity said collapsing on the sofa like Drama Queen.

The doorbell rang again, and Cookie opened the door, revealing Harry in an elegant suit.

"I hope I wasn't late; I was afraid of being short of time."

At that comment Sweetie Belle was going to say something, but her mother covered her mouth in time.

"Short? No, don't worry, you're just in time, but I thought better of it, and you don't have to come with me to the wedding." Rarity said. "I'm sorry I made you come all this way, but I think it's not okay to lie to my family."

The excuse was so lame that Harry obviously didn't buy it.

"Yes, you're right, you shouldn't lie because you're terrible at it." The doctor said. "You don't want to go with me because I'm a little short."

"Short? Nonsense." Rarity was speechless. "I hadn't even noticed, actually I have relatives your height."

“Yes, because they are thirteen years old.” Sweetie Belle whispered in my ear.

“No, Harry, it's just that I think it's asking too much of you, they almost forced you to accept, and you don't have to. But if you feel like it, we can go to the wedding.” Rarity said.

"Of course, you don't lose anything." I said heading to the door. "Well, I'm going to make sure everything’s ready in the pub, see you later Hobbit, I mean Harry!"

I ran out and closed the door, feeling like an idiot, even though deep down I was laughing at my own comment.

“Hehehe, Hobbit…”

That night we had the wedding party in the pub, and I have to say that the work we put into getting it up and running was worth it. People were having a great time, eating, drinking, and the band they hired was doing pretty well.

However, the spotlight seemed to be elsewhere. Near the bar, several of the guests had surrounded Harry and he was telling a story of how he and Rarity met. Obviously, it was a lie, but even I was entertained by the anecdote.

"She looked at me, I looked at her and I got on the stool, and we had our first kiss." He said as he held Rarity's hand as she was asking to be swallowed up by the earth. "I'm a such a lucky guy."

“So do I…" Rarity said. "Wow, it's late, why don't we go."

Harry then heard a song the band was playing and got excited.

"Wait I love this song; I'm going to burn the track!" He said and left as fast as his short legs would allow.

"I’m killing myself tonight, and all because I didn’t want to come alone." Rarity said to her parents as she leaned on the bar and drank the champagne, I served her. "I almost preferred to be at the children's table, or even the widows' table."

"Well honey, you can always say that you and Harry aren't serious." Cookie Crumbles said.

"Yes, you can say he's your half boyfriend." I said laughing.

“At least the boy has a sense of humor, he told a great joke before. 'I'm the literal definition of down to earth.'” Hondo Flanks said with a laugh.

“Rarity don't get overwhelmed; at weddings everyone’s aware of the free drink and the bride herself. Do you think everyone is talking about you?” I said.

Then, out of nowhere, Bitter Beans appeared. "Rarity, everyone is talking about you."

Great, such a mouthful, Bourbon.

"We're not serious, he's my half boyfriend." Rarity said nervously.

"Then you should bow him down, Harry is the life of the party, everyone is saying he's lovely, he's a great catch, no pun intended." Bitter Beans said and then she go back to the dancing.

"You see? My son-in-law is a hell of a guy.” Hondo Flanks said.

“And you were afraid of making a fool of yourself, when do your parents have failed you?” Cookie Crumbles said.

“You’re right, the important thing is that I’m not the poor one who cannot find a boyfriend no more, now the family will have to stop pitying me.” Rarity said triumphantly picking up her glass of champagne.

However, what Rarity couldn't see, and I could, is that, on the other side of the pub, Harry was getting to know one of the female guests better. And judging by the intensity with which they kissed it seemed to me that I would have to watch the bathrooms to avoid certain types of behavior.

"Well, I think it's the right time for a whiskey..." I said going for a bottle.

Author's Note

Well, here it is, another chapter, hope y'all like it!