The Pub of Chaos

Cleaning the bar, cleaning the bar, all I do is clean the bar.

While I delighted in some classic rock and watched the job well done, I decided to open a bottle of beer. I earned it.

There were not many customers in the morning, so Sunset and I were relatively relaxed. The only people who were at the bar at the time were Derpy and Berry Punch.

That changed when I saw a guy dressed in a rather peculiar way. He wore a poncho and a cowboy hat covering part of his face.

"Greetings stranger, may I help you?" I asked the newcomer.

"I want a beer please, I would like to share it with an old friend if possible." His voice was deep, giving him a mysterious aura, but surprisingly, I’d swear I heard that voice before.

"Wait a minute, it can’t be, Cheese, is that you?" The man looked up a bit and I could see that he was looking at me mockingly with his green eyes.

"It’s been a long time mate." Cheese took off his hat and put the poncho over his shoulder. I left the bar to give him a hug.

"Dude, what are you doing here?" I asked, happy to see him.

"What do you mean? Didn’t you receive my letter and the bottle of mezcal?" I really had no idea what he was talking about.

"Yes, I received the mezcal, I knew it was yours because your name was in the package, but there was no letter. Unless..." I turned my head to look at Derpy.

"Oh! Do you mean this letter? " Derpy asked, taking an envelope out of her wallet.

"Derpy..." I said facepalming.

"Ups... my bad." she said smiling innocently. If I'm honest, it's almost impossible to get angry with her.

"Derpy, girl, you have to focus more." Said Berry Punch taking a sip of her beer.

Cheese Sandwich was an old friend I met during my raids in Mexicolt. We became good friends because he was also from Canterlot, and in fact he went to study at the CHS just a year after I left. There in Mexicolt we enjoyed one party after another, almost all organized by him, and truth be told, they were always a success. After catching up, we talked about where is he living.

"I still have to find a room to rent." Said Cheese. That gave me an idea.

"Hey, why don’t you stay with me and Big Mac until you find something? I'm sure someone like you can help me cheer him up."

"You know what? I think I'll do that, are you sure you have enough space? " Cheese asked.

"Of course, in my room there's a folding bed that I keep for emergencies, it's yours if you accept it."

"Cool! Then I'll go to the hotel to take my stuff, I'll see you this afternoon so you can tell me where you live."

"Don’t worry, it’s quite easy to find, you'll see how you get used to the neighborhood soon."

After this, Cheese asked me for the account, but I told him no, that I invited. He left and I returned to my glasses of beer.

"I didn’t know you knew Cheese Sandwich." Said Sunset.

"Yes, it's a long story. But he is a great friend, one with whom every day is a party. In fact, it reminds me a little of Pinkie Pie." I said thinking aloud to what Sunset laughed averting his eyes. That gesture seemed strange to me, like someone who knows something and doesn’t say it.

"Oh my… a male version of Pinkie Pie in the city? And then they say I’m chaotic and random... " Said a strangely familiar voice.

"Discord? When did you came?" My brain was still trying to analyze why Discord was at the bar and I had not noticed how it came, but, again, we were talking about Discord, don’t expect logic when he’s around...

Throughout the morning Zephyr Breeze appeared wearing a work overall, I didn’t ask the reason of that suit and I served him a beer and for some reason he ask me for an ice cube. While Zephyr drank the beer, he was looking at the ice cube, it turns out he was calculating how long it took to melt...

How bad is boredom...

"47... 48... 49... Now!" He said raising his hands. "23 minutes with 49 seconds is what it takes to melt an ice." This guy never ceased to amaze me. Even Discord didn’t know whether to hit his forehead against the bar or laugh.

Fluttershy appeared in the pub asking Sunset for a cup of tea, but she came up to us suddenly when she saw her brother.

"What are you doing here, Zephyr?" She asked, surprised. "Look, I don’t know anything about the subject, but I think mechanic apprentices should be in the garage from time to time, right?"

"What's wrong? Can’t I come here to relax a little and eat a sandwich? You must regain strength if you want to work in this, who gets up a car when there is a puncture? The Zeph." Zephyr said speaking in the third person. No, please, with one Trixie we have enough.

Fluttershy simply sighed, but she noticed a detail when her brother took out some coins to pay for what he had drunk.

"Wait, let me see..." Fluttershy said taking her brother's hand. "Such clean hands you have. Zephyr, what do you do in the garage? Do you play the piano while the others change the oil?"

"What? Is it work at odds with hygiene? "He asked indignantly. "In addition, we work with gloves, people’s cars are a mess, you know what they do in the backseats, every precaution must be taken." Zephyr simply laughed while Fluttershy put on a look of disgust. "Well, I'm heading out to work, you know these people can’t do anything without me."

Zephyr was about to leave when he ran into Rainbow Dash, who had just entered.

"Well hello Zephyr, how are you? They already told me about the ruckus you made the other day in the garage. The boss was looking for you.” At Dash's words, Fluttershy and I approached to find out what was going on and I could see Zephyr making gestures to the rainbow-haired girl to shut up. "Judging his expression and the wrench he had in his hand, he didn’t seem to be happy."

Fluttershy stared at her brother and he just confessed.

"Okay, I've been fired." Fluttershy showed her indignation by covering her face. "But the boss is an exaggerated, I forgot to put the handbrake, the car went on reverse, with the bad luck that there were some gas cans... But hey, the firemen came hurry." With that, Dash and I couldn’t help but laugh. The only one who didn’t laugh was Fluttershy.

"Zephyr, seriously, I don’t know how you do it, but you don’t stand in the same job more than one day."

"I know sis, but with the shitty luck I have and how hard is to get a good job... you don’t know the things they ask for: languages, own vehicle, experience, waking up at 9:00 a.m."

"Seriously Zephyr, you need to focus." I said.

I closed to eat and I found Big Mac at home. We started eating at the kitchen counter.

"You alright friend?" I asked.

"Eeyup." Luckily Big Mac had already forgotten the whole problem of the waitress. It would be foolish for me to lose a friend for a girl who was not even his girlfriend.

"By the way, I think you know a guy named Cheese Sandwich, right? "

"Eeyup, he came to CHS shortly after you left. Why?" Big Mac asked.

"Let's say I know him well too... and he's back... and he's coming to live with us."

"Ok... wait, what?" Big Mac was surprised.

"Look, don’t worry, he's going to use the folding bed in my room," I said, trying to play down the issue. "It's temporary, until he finds somewhere else to settle down."

"I don’t know Bourbon... you know, three's a crowd," Big Mac said.

"Come on Mac, don’t worry, besides, I think having a lively and cheerful guy like Cheese will come in handy to get Sugar Belle out of your head." Big Mac looked like he was thinking about it and just nodded. "Well, I'm going back to the pub, there's a lot to organize before the concert."

I had managed to get the band of an acquaintance to come to the pub this night to play some music. I already wanted to hear a bit of live Rock n’ Roll.

Already in the pub, while serving certain customers who came and went, I noticed a young man about my age who was standing in front of the beer taps. The thing that surprised me was that he had been like this for at least fifteen minutes.

"Can I help you with anything?" I asked, drawing his attention.

"Yes." He did not say anything else.

"And how can I help you?" This conversation had just begun, and it was already surreal.

"I'm thinking about what to drink." He said.

"Oh, don’t you know what beer to drink? Do you need any advice? "I asked amicably.

"Technically, I know what beer to drink, but not the size..." Really dude?

"Well, you have half a pint, pint or a liter... it's not that complicated."

"Technically yes, it is; If I ask for a half pint, I may want another one, but if I take a pint, maybe I cannot drink two, and if I drink one liter, maybe I'll get tired of so much beer..." What? That didn’t make any sense.

"Uh... ok." I started walk away slowly, but before taking one more step the young man answered.

"I know, I'll take a pint of Guinneighs." Finally.

"Alright, a pint of stout." I said as I poured the beer into a glass. "So... have you come alone buddy?" I don’t know why I kept talking to him, the silence couldn’t be more uncomfortable than a conversation with this guy.

"No, I’m waiting for somebody."

"Friends?"

"Technically, my girlfriend and her sisters." What a plan... although I must admit that I was surprised that such a character had a girlfriend...

"Here's your beer mate." I said serving him the pint.

"Thank you. I'll be sitting there." And without further ado he went to a nearby table.

The guy was... peculiar, but not peculiar as Discord; No, this one was weird as fuck. Her aesthetic was rather simplistic, the kind that you expect from someone who doesn’t care too much about getting dressed in fashion, and her hairstyle was the typical bowl cut. Also, he was totally emotionless, he didn’t change his expression in all the time he was in front of me.

A few minutes later a girl came through the door.

"Hi." She said.

"Good morning, what do you need?" I asked.

"Whiskey on the rocks, please." She said.

"Of course, any preference?" I said.

"I’ll leave it to your choice."

Luckily, I didn’t have so much customers, that gave me time to take a look at my whiskeys. Finally, I chose one from Lyreland. In a glass I placed a good piece of ice and poured the whiskey.

Unceremoniously the girl turned the glass several times, picked up the ice and put it in her mouth and then put it back in the glass.

"The ice is not bad." She said.

"And... the whiskey?" I asked thinking that she was playing a joke on me.

"I eat the ice first."

"Eh... pardon?" This must be a joke... I bet that Sunset has put hidden cameras and hired these people to troll me.

"What do you think, Boulder?" Suddenly she took a boulder out of his pocket and dipped it a little in the whiskey. "It seems to be fine..."

At that time, I don’t know what was weirder, if that girl asking me Whiskey on the rocks and just tasted the ice, or the fact that she let a rock, a goddam rock, to taste the beverage... thank goodness my grandfather isn’t alive to see this nonsense...

"Hey, out of curiosity... that guy over there won’t be your boyfriend, right?" I asked pointing to the strange customer.

"Oh, there you are, Mudbriar." Well, at least now I could name the guy. "We have dated here with my sisters. I'm Maud Pie, by the way." After introducing herself, she took a sip and went to the table and greeted her boyfriend with a simple kiss on the lips.

Wait, she said Pie? No... sure I had heard wrong, or it was a big coincidence.

Another time later another girl appeared. Her hair was light gray, and her lime green eyes showed an expression of anger against everything and nothing at the same time. The girl wore tight jeans with a belt with spikes and a sleeveless shirt with a black vest, which gave an appearance of rudeness.

"And what in the hell are you looking at?" She told me in a bitter tone. That’s a fucking great starting…

"Welcome to Bourbon's where the bartender stares at the customers as they enter." I released a sarcasm to relax the atmosphere, but it didn’t seem to work.

"Are you going to keep telling bad jokes or can you serve me a drink?" She asked, approaching the bar.

"That depends on what drink you want and how bad you consider my jokes. Even though I understand you, if my jokes seemed to be taken from a shitty sitcom, I would also get drunk." I don’t know if it was my imagination, but I’d swear that the girl held back a laugh. The truth is that she was pretty when you look at her close.

"Can you please serve me a redneck margarita, or do I have to jump the bar and serve myself?"

"Alright." I went for a bottle of tequila and a can of Mt. Dew. After putting some ice, I served tequila and soda. "Here you got."

"Thanks, I need this so I can stand my sisters and now my older sister's boyfriend." She said suddenly, well, well...

"Are you Maud's sister? Because she's there with her boyfriend "

"Ah, I see... today we have to hang out with the happy couple.” She said with a sarcastic tone. "But I'm not jealous eh!" Oh my… escusatio non petita, accusatio manifesta.

"Easy there lady, I never said you were." I said, smirking. "Speaking of which, you didn’t introduce yourself."

"Wipe that smile, or I'll wipe it with a slap." Something in his sentence told me that this threat was not serious. Maybe the slight blush on his cheeks. "I'll go with them, and, by the way, the name is Limestone Pie."

Something told me that Limestone wasn’t mean girl, maybe there was some psychological explanation for her behavior, but at this moment I was a bartender, not a psychologist.

Another girl entered soon after. Unlike Limestone or Maud, she approached the bar in silence and with her head down, hiding her face with a lock of her hair. She was wearing a long gray sweater, a black long skirt and boots.

"Hello, do you want something?" I asked.

She replied with a simple "mmhmm." Why did I have the feeling that this was going to be more difficult than the other three times?

"Let me guess, you're Limestone and Maud's sister, right?" The girl responded in the same way. "And, what do you want to drink?"

She pointed to the Guinneighs tap. "A pint of Guinneighs?" She nodded.

While I was pouring the beer, I started to think about these encounters. It’s true that brothers and sisters tend to be different from each other, but this was kinda ridiculous. This girl was as if they had mixed Fluttershy with Big Macintosh, or worse, because at least Fluttershy can have a conversation and Big Mac too, though he is not exactly a walking dictionary.

"Here you got beautiful." I said, serving the glass of beer. The truth is that yes, that girl was adorable. She smiled at me and I could see her purple eyes. Well, only one of them actually, because the other one was covered with her hair. "Hey, could you at least tell me your name?"

She seemed to think about it, until finally, almost with a whisper, she said: "Marble Pie." And then she retired with her sisters and Mudbriar.

I saw the four of them sitting there talking. While I lost myself in my thoughts and my beer, then I heard the sound of the door. I couldn’t even imagine who it could be...

"Hi Bourbon!" Pinkie Pie said as cheerful as ever.

"Hey, Pinkie, how are you?" I asked.

"Great, I dated here with my sisters, have you seen them by any chance?" No, it couldn’t be…

"Pinkie... tell me those three girls are not your sisters." A part of me wanted it not to be true.

"Of course they are, you silly." Okay, what I was missing... "Hello girls!" Pinkie yelled at her sisters who reacted differently: Marble almost hid under the table, Limestone facepalmed and Maud greeted with her hand staring at Pinkie without even blinking. "Bourbon, prepare me a Lyrish Coffee please and bring it to the table, so I can introduce you as it should be."

"Oh, don’t worry Pinkie, you don’t have to. Besides we already know each other." Pinkie Pie ignored me, typical, and she went to greet her family.

Anyway, better prepare the drink to the pink whirlwind that I call ‘my friend’. Coffee, whiskey, milk, lots of cream, as Pinkie likes, and a little bit of cinnamon. After placing the cup on a plate, I went to that table full of crazies.

"Bourbon! Thank you very much. " Pinkie told me after pouring coffee. "Let me introduce you. My sisters: Maud Pie, Limestone Pie and my baby sister for a few seconds Marble Pie."

"Wait a minute, your baby sister for seconds? But that would mean you're twins..." And I thought that this couldn't be weirder.

"We are." Okay, now I was tottally lost. "Look."

In the blink of an eye, Pinkie fixed her hair just like Marble and I was dumbfounded. I didn’t ask how Pinkie had done that, and at this point nothing surprised me about her, but despite the color of their hair and theirs eyes, those girls were identic.

As soon as she did that, Pinkie's hair returned to its normal style.

"Technically Pinkie, we had already met the barman." I swear to all the gods I believe in and those who don’t, that if he says 'Technically' once again I put him in a cider barrel and throw him down the hill...

"Oh yeah, and Mudbriar, Maud's boyfriend," Pinkie said with some annoyance. It seemed that she didn’t hold Mudbriar in the highest regard either.

After a brief silence I went to get my beer and sat with them for a while. There were hardly any customers, so I had no problem.

"So... what do you do for a living?" I know that’s a pretty common topic, but I didn’t know what to ask.

"Good question, Maud has a Ph.D. in geology, and Mudbriar is dedicated to something that has to do with wood and so on." Pinkie said in response to them.

"Technically Pinkie, it's called Dendrology; and now I'm preparing my doctorate in Dendrochronology." Wow, that really surprised me.

"Wow, doctorate in Geology and Dendrology, quite impressive." I said. The truth is that yes it was impressive, get a PhD was not a minnow, especially in those fields of study.

"I have studied rocks all my life, now I’m focused on the study of minerals and gems." Maud said with her usual monotony.

"Sticks and rocks ... I'm sure there's a joke out there but I can’t find it." Only Pinkie apparently laughed at my comment. "And you two, what do you do?"

"We work in the family mine. Well Ma and Pa are still the owners, but I run the business, and Marble helps me with work." Limestone said, apparently proud of her achievements.

"You run a mine? Impressive." Certainly it was, from my own experience I know how difficult it is to run a, everyday business, but a mine is completely another issue.

"Do you know that Bourbon is a psychologist?" Said Pinkie suddenly and everyone looked at me with curiosity.

"And what are you doing working in a bar?" Limestone asked puzzled.

"Well, to begin with, because this pub is mine, and second, because I thought it would be more fun to put my career into practice this way." I explained.

"It doesn’t seem like a very conventional way to practice psychology." Maud said.

"And it’s not, but I have the theory that people tend to express themselves better to a bartender than to a psychologist as such. I prefer to work with stools than with divans." I don’t know how many times I have explained that. That would be my catchphrase in my business card.

"That... kinda make sense." Mudbriar said. "Technically, people open up more in familiar environments, and for many of them a pub or tavern is like a second home."

"Wow, you seem to have understood."

"Yes, your methods are unconventional, but so many times I think you chose this life because you really like beer and whiskey." Said a strangely familiar voice behind me.

"Discord! Where do you come from? "I asked, surprised to see the eccentric philosopher.

"My place, where else did you expect?" Ugh, that joke hurt.

"That joke was as funny as a volcanic catastrophe." Maud said.

"And your monotony could break glass, Maud. Anyway, Bourbon, serve me a beer when you can." Saying that, Discord went to the bar and sat on a stool.

"Well, it's been a pleasure; see you later." I said as I went back to the bar and Pinkie said goodbye waving her arm effusively.

Behind the bar, I opened another longneck and gave it to Discord. Sunset arrived after five minutes and stopped to greet Pinkie and her sisters. Then she came to the bar with me.

"Hey boss, have you met Pinkie's sisters and her brother-in-law?" He asked me.

"Yes, they’re… a peculiar family..."

"And you haven’t met their parents yet, do you think the Apple family is traditional? Well, Pinkie's parents truly are old fashioned." If that was true, I wonder what the opinion of them pink haired daughter’s lifestyle would be.

"The truth is that they have intrigued me so much. I know that Pinkie is affectionate by nature but, seeing how well she gets along with her sisters is incredible." I said.

"You're making an opinion as a psychologist, aren’t you?" Discord said after sipping his beer.

"No, I don’t! Well yes maybe a little... but I think I've come to understand them a lot in the time I've shared with them."

"Well, tell us." said Sunset Shimmer paying attention to me.

"Very well." I cleared my throat and began my explanation. "First, we have Maud, she is the oldest, and therefore was expected that headed the family business; however, she decided to follow her own path, and now she has a doctorate. Maud is expressionless and quite reluctant to show her emotions, quite the opposite of Pinkie, but still shows genuine affection both for her sisters, specially Pinkie, and for her boyfriend too."

I continued the explanation ...

"Limestone, on the other hand, I would say that she suffers from the classic syndrome of the middle child. A middle child always tends to take less attention from parents because it was taken by the eldest son and the youngest; maybe that's why Limestone seems so grumpy, and she's reluctant to contact with others and hides her emotions under a shell of rudeness; Being the next one in the line of succession, she takes care of the family business, maybe she didn’t want it, or maybe she wanted to do other things in life, but for one thing or another she couldn’t. And yet this was the opportunity she needed to show her parents and herself that she really was capable for something."

"As for Pinkie and Marble, the little twins, they're totally opposite. Pinkie is extroverted, vivacious and always seeks fun; Marble on the other hand, is withdrawn, shy and avoids people. But I can see the love that they have and that they really complement each other. The fact that Marble lets Pinkie speak for her demonstrates the degree of confidence she has in her twin sister."

"Bourbon, the twins are supposed to have more connection than other brothers, how do you explain that Pinkie gets along better with Maud than with Marble, or with Limestone if you ask me?" Asked Sunset Shimmer.

"Good question. It is very common in little brothers to feel a huge admiration for their elder brothers. And on the other way, older siblings tend to protect the little ones. You have already noticed that Pinkie has Maud on a pedestal, even avoiding all the strange things about her; and Maud, you can see that she has a certain weakness for her little sister."

"I think that makes sense..." Discord said lighting a cigarette.

The night arrived, and preparations began. After receiving the band, I found out who would be my sound technician.

"Vinyl!" I said when I saw the blue haired DJ and pointing my fingers to her.

"What's up Bourbon?" She said taking off her headphones but keeping her purple sunglasses.

Vinyl Scratch was a vivacious girl who used to go by her own without messing with anyone during high school. After she graduating, she devoted herself body and soul to her true vocation: being a DJ. Her stage name was DJ-Pon3 and although she was DJing dubstep even during high school, the truth is that more than once she had helped the Rainbooms, Sunset Shimmer and her friends’ band, as a sound technician. And now she was here, helping me with the concert.

Preparation of materials, sound test, and the show begins...

The group played classical rock songs that I loved, and it seemed that the audience too, because many preferred to dance instead of sitting at the bar or tables.

Sunset and I took turns between the tables and the bar to serve the customers, although I didn’t miss the opportunities to chat with people or even dance to the music, even though I wasn’t quite much of a dancer.

I admit that I was very motivated when they played Bad Moon Rising, I love that song, to the point where I went through the dance floor and I was dancing a bit with Pinkie. In that mood even Fluttershy was dancing, although it could be due to the fact of being next to Discord and several of her friends, so she felt more confident.

When I went back to the bar to continue serving customers, Pinkie accompanied me to chat.

"This party is great Bourbon!" She said euphorically.

"I'm glad you like it Pinkie, the truth is that everything is moving along nicely." I said while preparing a whiskey cola.

I went to the other end of the bar to serve the client, when I saw Cheese enter the door. This time he wore neither a poncho nor a hat, but a simple yellow shirt with the first buttons open. He grimaced with satisfaction at watching the general mood at the party.

"I see that in the end I taught you how to throw a real party." He said with a proud tone.

"Thanks Cheese 'modesty' Sandwich." I opened a beer to Cheese and told him that it ran at my own expense. He told me that he had finnally settled and left his things in the room. Suddenly something distracted him, and he didn’t listen to me...

"Excuse me, but there's something I have to do..." Without further ado Cheese went to the dance floor.

To my surprise he went to talk to Pinkie. Oh boy, that was something I didn’t want to miss for nothing.

While the band played the song Some Might Say, I was able to approach and hear something from the conversation...

"Excuse me miss, it seems that you’re having fun... " Cheese said making himself interesting.

"Yay, this is great!" Pinkie didn’t seem to know what was happening around her while dancing. "By the way, your voice sounds familiar to me..." Pinkie turned around and her eyes widened.

I swear, I had never seen Pinkie so quiet in all my life. It gave me goose bumps...

"Cheese?" She asked, so they already knew each other.

"Hi, Pinkie." Cheese smiled and couldn’t say anything else, because Pinkie gave him a hug hanging on his neck that gave me the impression that he was going to suffocate my colleague.

Those two began to chat and did not notice what was happening around them. I had several questions, but it didn't seem right to interrupt, so I simply went back to the bar and poured myself another drink.

With Jack and apple juice, I prepared a tasty Apple Jack. The band kept playing and I could feel the taste of whiskey and apple juice running down my throat. Whiskey has a curious effect on me; for some people it makes them forget, but for me it just makes me think about life and my past decisions; so I got lost into my memories to the point where I didn’t even notice who had arrived until they called me three times.

"Bourbon, do you hear us?" As I looked over to where the voice came from, I could see nothing more and nothing less than Big Mac with his two sisters. I stayed staring at them like an idiot a few seconds, but It didn’t take me long to get out of the bar and wave them properly.

"Bourbon!" Oh boy! I couldn’t believe how Applebloom had grown. She was just a 12 years old girl when I left... Now she was quite developed, so to speak, and she even wore a Stetson as if she imitated her older sister. She gave me a hug so hard that it almost took my breath away.

"My goodness, Applebloom... man, you have grown!" Seriously, when that curious and troublemaker girl, who didn’t stop messing with her friends had become this little woman?

"It seems that the one that doesn’t change at all is you, always with booze in hand..." Applejack said smiling. I responded to his gesture and laughing while I left my drink at the bar for a while.

"Well, that's me! I don’t like to go all thirsty." AJ and I laughed at my comment. At some point, Big Mac and Applebloom left to ask for something from Sunset, leaving me alone with Applejack. "How are you doing? Since I opened the pub, you have not spent much here."

"Yup, I'm sorry, I'm very busy with the farm chores these days." That’s Applejack, laborious and responsible. But I couldn't stop thinking that she wasn't telling me all the truth. Applejack never was a good liar.

"A little bird told me that you have a boyfriend." I really didn’t want to know, but I needed to make sure.

"Oh, yes... yes I do." That phrase felt like a pail of cold water, although I noticed a certain discomfort in her speech. Not to mention that she avoided eye contact when talking about the subject. "I'll go with Applebloom and Big Mac; by the way, Bourbon, thanks for helpin’ mah brother, he's havin’ a terrible time with his breakup with Sugar Belle."

"Yeah, you can say that again, but hey, that's what friends are for." The incident with Melon Mint suddenly came to my mind. But I decided not to think about it.

Applejack smiled at me and after taking her beer she went to her brother and her sister, leaving me melancholic and with the only company of my drink and the rest of the bottle of mezcal that I still kept.

"Boss, are you okay?" Sunset suddenly said, appearing next to me, where did she come from?

"Sunset! Yes I'm fine, don’t worry."

"I saw you talking with Applejack, and you have that long face... is there something wrong between you both?"

"Nope, nothing in particular, seriously, don’t worry." Sunset Shimmer's gaze told me that she didn’t believe me. Maybe it was my imagination but I saw her trying to touch my arm for some reason, but she stop suddenly. Thank goodness I had clients to attend to, so she freed me from that uncomfortable interrogation.

The concert was a success. When it was over, just few of us were at the bar, Sunset and her friends, Big Mac, Pinkie's sisters, Vinyl, Berry Punch, Derpy, Flash Sentry, Cheese Sandwich, Discord and me. Since we were not too many, I decided to invite everyone to a round.

What surprised me most was that Vinyl had decided to put on a few slower songs, and while it was playing Only You Maud and Mud Briar were dancing very close to the track. It seems that behind that layer of inexpressiveness and monotony they could still be romantic. Pinkie chatted cheerfully with Cheese, and I just drank with Derpy and Berry, and Big Mac joined us.

I have to say that at the end of the night everything was perfect.