The Pub of Chaos

Nothing like a coffee and a cigarette to start a Friday morning. Cheese Sandwich and I were the first to get up and he was dressing while I had breakfast quietly.

"Well, mate, I've been commissioned to organize a birthday party." Cheese said, grabbing his accordion. "See you at dinner time."

"Ok, have fun dude." I said as I took a puff on the cigar.

Soon Big Mac came out of his room. He was really shattered, like me after a night of whiskey and beer.

"Big Mac, are you okay?" I asked.

"Nope." He answered with a long face and sat on the sofa.

"Man, you can’t continue that way." I said as I sat beside him. "You have to get over it now."

"I just can’t understand... she's gettin' married." He said more to himself than to me. "Just, just why?"

"I don’t know buddy, but you shouldn't torture yourself like this. Mac, I know it's hard, and maybe, even though I'm a psychologist, I'm not the best person to tell you, but you have to forget her and move on. "

"Yeah, like you with mah sister, right?" That comment hurts... and Big Mac knew. "Sorry pal, it's just I’m..."

“It’s ok, don’t worry. C'mon, I'll invite you some beer or whatever in the pub and then you'll open the store."

After dressing and grooming a little we left the apartment, in the hallway we found Twilight, who seemed somewhat overwhelmed.

"Morning Twilight." I said.

"Oh, hi Bourbon, hi Big Mac." She said as she locked her apartment.

"Do you know if Sunset is ready?" I asked.

"Sunset left a while ago, she left with Rarity to go running. And I should also run too, I’m late and I’ve got to go to the library to return a book before heading out to the laboratory. See you!" And so, we just said goodbye and Twilight ran down the stairs.

While we were going down, I was trying to convince Big Mac how he should cope with the fact that his ex-girlfriend was going to marry someone else. I didn’t want to admit it, because I didn’t know Sugar Belle at all, but I hated her for what she was doing to my friend.

Our lobby was a large space, where elevators, mailboxes and several armchairs and sofas converged. There was also a place where the building janitor was supposed to be, but we didn't have anyone yet. There we find Sandalwood smoking a joint calmly.

"Sandalwood, you know that I don’t care, but the neighbors are going to beat your ass if they catch you smoking weed here," I said reproaching our hippie neighbor.

"Oh, Bourbon, man, don’t be like that." He answered.

Then Sunset and Rarity entered the lobby, sweating and fatigued by the exercise. They didn't even closed the front door.

"Damn ... I don’t have stamina for this." said Sunset panting and sitting on one of the sofas without noticing our presence.

"Come on darling, it's worth the effort to be fit as a fiddle." Rarity said, also weary. I was surprised that she was so calm knowing that she never liked being covered in sweat.

"I give up... I don’t even like sports." Said Sunset.

"Neither do I." said Rarity, collapsing beside her and discouraged. "But we cannot abandon now Sunset."

"You're right, once you turn thirty, the body tends to look like a teapot," said Sandalwood, who earned himself a murderous glare from Sunset and Rarity.

"You shut up hippie…" replied Sunset angrily. "Rarity, it's not worth it, besides, there are no decent men left; either they have married or become gay."

"Of course, there are darling, be a little optimistic."

"Wait, but is this all for hooking up with some guy?" I asked, withput knowing anything.

"This is not just about flirting Bourbon," said Sunset. "It's more to find someone worthwhile."

"Well, I'm single, you know?" Sandalwood said, puffing on his joint.

“You see Rarity? Let's face it, we've gone cool and unreachable, and now they're ignoring us." Sunset said, covering her face in frustration. It seemed to me that she was exaggerating. After all Sunset and Rarity were young and very atractive, men should be fighting for being with them.

"Don’t be negative darling, haven’t you read The Secret? We are like antennas and if we tune into the universe, the universe will provide." Rarity said. I honestly didn’t give credit I always considered The Secret as a pseudo-scientific bullshit.

"Cool..." Apparently Sandalwood liked the speech because he stared at the ecstatic nothingness. Or maybe it was the effects of cannabis...

"Are we appealing to weird magic now? Although we don’t lose anything by trying, I guess." Sunset said without taking it seriously. "Let's see, I want... a handsome man, with hair, intelligent, funny... eh... Oh universe, I want that man, send it to me! " Sunset shouted making a fuss.

At that moment a man with a goatee went through the open door, a beret covered his head, although we saw that his hair was tied back in a ponytail; On his neck he was wearing a scarf and carrying two suitcases.

Sunset and Rarity kept staring at him like idiots...

"Uh... excuse me, I'm looking for Bourbon Maverick," the man said.

"Yes, it's me, who are you?" I asked confused.

"My name is Bright Canvas; I have rented an apartment from Mr. Filthy Rich and he told me you would give me the keys." Right, Filthy Rich told me about a new tenant in a flat on his property.

"Oh my..." said Sunset.

"Of course, now I remember, I have them in my apartment, but don’t worry, we pick them up in a minute and then I'll take you there," I said. "Meanwhile I’ll introduce you to some neighbors. These are Rarity and Sunset."

"Hi." They both said smiling in a sweet voice and trying to put on a sexy pose.

"That one over there is Sandalwood." Sandalwood was not paying attention, he was massaging his temples as he recited 'I want a camper, universe listen to me'; I put an expression of bewilderment and decided to let it be. "Well, this is my roommate Big Macintosh." Big Mac just waved. "Hey, Big Mac, would you mind going back home and pick up the keys that I left on the kitchen countertop, they have a label that says 'Rich'."

"Eeyup." And without further delay Big Mac returned to our place.

"That’s marvelous, an artist in the building." Rarity said approaching Canvas

"I love art, I had a time as a street artist," said Sunset, also approaching.

"I like it more." Rarity replied.

"She likes it, but she doesn’t understand it." Sunset attacked Rarity.

"Maybe more than you. When could you show us your paintings?" It was clear that those two were trying to flirt with the newcomer...

"Well, I haven't gotten them out of the truck yet," Canvas explained.

"Much better, that gives me time to take a shower. Boss, today I'll go to the pub later." Said Sunset running to an elevator followed by Rarity.

"But..." I kept the word in my mouth. "You know I'll deduct it from your salary!" Canvas looked at me strangely. "She works at my pub; you could come one day to take a pint or two."

Meanwhile in the elevator ...

"Where are you going so fast? The universe sent him to me." Said Sunset to Rarity.

"You wish, I've been asking for a man like him since I bought the book."

As Rarity lived closer, she got off the elevator earlier. Sunset waited a little and ran to her apartment, not without first taking out her mobile phone and making a call.

"Hello? Who is it?" Asked a feminine and youthful voice.

"Sweetie Belle? I'm Sunset Shimmer, do you know what your sister’s doing?" Sunset asked as she turned on the shower tap.

"Well, she's taking a shower right now," Sweetie Belle replied.

"Shit, she goes two steps ahead... Hey, do you want to earn one hundred dollars?"

"Sure, of course."

"You have to prevent your sister from having a shower; break the boiler or something." Sunset asked.

"Sunset, are you asking me to sabotage my own sister...? Not for that price, what about one hundred and fifty." Sweetie Belle bargained.

"Done, do something, but fast!"

Sunset hung up leaving Sweetie Belle surprised.

"Wow, if I get to know, I would have asked her for two hundred. Anyway..."

Sweetie Belle went to the kitchen, where the boiler was. There the girl looked at what she could do to sabotage her sister's shower. Without really knowing what she was doing, she simply grabbed a cable and pulled.

Sweetie Belle ran to the living room and grabbed a book to dissimulate. Suddenly a scream came from the bathroom.

"Sweetie Belle! what's going on!? There's no hot water." Rarity yelled getting out of the bathroom with a towel tied to her body and with shampoo draining from her head.

"Oh... maybe it's a problem with the boiler." Sweetie Belle said dissembling.

"Damn, what a bad luck, this is the. Worst. Possible. Thing..." Rarity said going to the kitchen to see what the problem was, not realizing that the problem was closer than she thought.

“And there goes the drama queen again…” Mumbled Sweetie Belle returning to her book.

After Big Mac brought me the keys, we accompanied Canvas to his new apartment. We decided to go by the elevator.

"One more thing, is the soundproofing good? Because sometimes we have had problems with neighbors and such..." The painter asked.

"Yes, yes, don’t worry about that, the walls are this thick." I said showing my hands a long distance so that he could get an idea of how thick they were; although if I was honest, I had no idea.

"Yeah dude, it's like a bunker." Said Sandalwood who also come with us in the elevator.

"Also, in this building we are very calm. I don’t usually cross with the neighbors."

The elevator doors opened, and I cursed myself for being such a loudmouth. On leaving, a retinue of several neighbors was waiting for us, including: Cranky Doodle and his wife Matilda, Lyra and Bon Bon, Pinkie Pie, and even Discord. What the fuck was he doing here?

The neighbors began to overwhelm Canvas with questions, which many of them did not make sense...

"Guys, silence!" I shouted trying to put order. "This is Bright Canvas, Filthy Rich's new tenant; He asked me to give him the keys to the apartment. And he is a painter. An artist."

"So, an artist, huh?" Bon Bon commented looking at him suspiciously.

"That's amazing! We'll have to make him a welcome party!" Said Pinkie, who else.

"Canvas, are you in there?" Said a female voice coming out of the elevator.

"Here! Please, clear the way." Canvas said, while the woman, whose most notable aesthetic feature was a pair of glasses with the purple glass covering her face, was coming towards him to kiss her on the cheek."

"Oh, you artists are so naughty, you just arrived, and you've already brought a hooker." Said Discord.

"She's my wife." Said Canvas looking at Discord reprovingly.

"And... she’s very pretty." Discord replied laconically.

"Married? Well that changes many things." Said Matilda.

"Definitely..." Cranky added sarcastically.

"I'm Photo Finish, it's a pleasure to meet you." Well of course she looked familiar to me, besides that unmistakable accent. Photo Finish was in Canterlot High with the rest of us and, even then, she was a great photographer. She hadn’t changed her style at all, so I assumed that she was doing the same thing; Besides, being married to an artist was something that did not miss anything considering that they belonged to the same world, more or less.

"Well, it's been a pleasure, we'll see each other," Canvas said, opening the door.

"If you need anything, I live in the upper floor." I said, and they closed their door.

"Well, they look nice," Said Lyra after they closed the door and left with Bon Bon.

"Hey Discord, would you mind explaining me what are you doing here?" I asked, surprised.

"Oh, I didn’t tell you, right?" He replied strangely happy. "It turns out that the painter is not going to be your only new neighbor."

"No, please don’t tell me..." I answered wide-eyed as I feared he would confirm what I suspected.

"Yes, I’ve moved to your building."

I hit my hand against my face. What I lacked, I no longer only had to put up with Discord in the pub, but also living in my building.

I went to work, and Discord accompanied me.

A few hours passed and what surprised me most was that Sunset had not arrived yet.

"Where the hell did this girl get?" I protested. "Discord, please do a good deed and watch the pub for me, I'm going to look for that crazy bacon-haired girl."

I never suspected what was going to happen next.

Sunset Shimmer was in front of Canvas’ door with a seductive pose and wearing an orange dress. The painter opened and was surprised to see the fiery haired girl standing there.

"Hi, do you remember me? I’m the girl from the hall, well, I actually live upstairs, but as we met down..." Sunset laughed nervously. "Rarity is the one who lives below..."

"Yeah, look, I haven’t had time to unpack my paintings yet." Canvas excused himself.

"No, I'm not interested..." Sunset stopped realizing that she was screwing up. "I mean, I'm interested, but I thought to myself: this guy has talent, so why don’t you make me an artistic portrait? Because I always wanted to be a muse, do you have a muse?" She said that last question with a tone of voice that could melt the chocolate.

"Well, now I'm doing a series of nudes you know? And..."

"Oh, I’ll do whatever for art, do we start now?" Without warning, Sunset went into the apartment and Canvas followed her accepting that bizarre situation.

Sunset stood in what was supposed to be the living room, still unfurnished due to the move.

"Well, take off your clothes and cover yourself a little with that silk sheet." Canvas said, pointing to a yellow silk sheet. "I'll be right back."

Sunset smiled as she took off her shoes and her dress. Deep inside she wished that Canvas was looking at her so he could admire her body, however, the painter was in the kitchen preparing something. Sunset was excited that he could be preparing a drink or whatever.

Without further ado, she removed her bra and panties and put on the sheet as a toga. She tried to cover herself as little as possible, but to the extent that she didn't seem desperate and still maintain that aura of femme fatal that she knew turned men crazy.

Canvas arrived with a tray on which was a hamburger, some fries and a cup of soda with a lid and a straw.

"Okay, sit here and hold the tray with your left hand."

"No problem, I'm used to carrying trays," said Sunset laughing.

The painter placed a canvas on his easel and watched Sunset as he tried to focus on it.

"Okay, now take the hamburger with your right hand, lift it up and look at it wishing to take a bite." Sunset did as he ordered, although her expression showed confusion. "Perfect, and now the hardest part, don't move."

While Canvas was painting, Sunset noticed how the mustard dripped and stained her arm. A part of her realized the fault in her plan. If she couldn’t move, and couldn’t talk, how was she going to flirt with the painter?

"This is the first time I got naked after five minutes of meeting a man," she said, trying to make conversation. "Well no, the second..." Said Sunset with an expression of regret. "But that doesn’t count because I was so drunk hahaha. It was in an end-of-course trip, so crazy..." Sunset lowered his arm a little tired.

"Careful, don’t lower your arm please," Canvas said.

"Sorry, I'm tired, hey, can at least let go of the hamburger? I’m getting dirty with the mustard." Said Sunset feeling the mustard running down her arm.

"No, that gives strength to the picture, I'm doing a series about the Capital Sins, and you're Gluttony." Canvas explained.

"Oh, and couldn’t I be Lust? I think it fits better on me..." Sunset said with a seductive look.

"You have such beautiful skin and hair, you know that?" Canvas said, admiring the Sunset’s beauty for the first time.

"Oh, thank you... thank goodness." She said that last thing almost whispering. "Hey, why don’t you release the brushes for a while and take a break?"

Suddenly the door opened, and a woman started talking.

"Honey, I'm home now." Sunset went pale at those words. "Mein gosh everything is frigging expensive in that supermarket..." Photo Finish suddenly shut up seeing Sunset half-naked in the middle of the living room with Canvas painting her. "Who. Is. This? Here we go again?" Photo Finish was visibly angry.

"Honey, please don’t start again, huh?"

"No, I don’t start nothing, I'm just asking you why is this slut naked in my living room?"

"I'm Gluttony..." Said Sunset Shimmer trying to look innocent.

"She's a neighbor, she asked me to paint her," Canvas said, beginning to raise his tone of voice looking at his wife.

"You used to paint only me; I was your muse!" She shouted.

"Yeah, but I wasn’t selling a fucking picture!" Canvas yelled, letting go of the brush.

"Because you have no fucking idea how to paint, I HATE YOU!" She shouted, throwing some temperas at his head.

"Don’t throw things at me, hysterical!"

"Paint landscapes like normal people!"

"That's old! I’m a conceptual artist!"

Sunset wanted the earth to swallow her. Among screams and things flying, the girl with flaming hair grabbed her clothes and tried to sneak away.

"You're a schwein who paints tits and hamburgers!" Photo yelled Finish yanked his gaze back to Sunset. "And you, stop right there! Don’t you see that the painting is not finished?"

Sunset did not know what to answer to get out of there. "I have to go to work, my boss is waiting for me, he's a psychologist you know? If you have problems, you can talk to him." That was a serious mistake by Sunset.

"Problems she says." Photo Finish laughed and grabbed Sunset's hair. "We are very happy, you understand?"

"Leave her alone!" Canvas tried to intervene grabbing his wife.

"Give me back my sheet!"

"I wash it, I wash it and I'll give it back to you." Sunset slunk away and ran to the door while the argument went on.

"Get of me, Hurensohn! I hate you!"

As I was going upstairs, I kept wondering why Sunset had not gone to work. When I got to the floor of the newcomers, I started to hear screams and swearing, some of them in German...

Suddenly, from Canvas’ place, Sunset came out dressed only in a yellow sheet.

"What the..." I couldn’t find the words, Sunset just smiled nervously and prepared to go upstairs, probably to her home. "Sunset, what the hell are you doing naked?"

"Nothing, asking for salt." She said, trying not to lose the sheet.

"You know, if you usually ask for salt like this, remember that I live in front of you." I said smirking to annoy her.

"Boss, you're a pervert!" She shouted angrily leaving.

"Well, get dress and go down to the pub, you'll tell me later what the hell is going on..." I cried without understanding anything yet.

A while later, Sunset came to the pub and found Discord, Rainbow Dash and me chatting quietly. After I asked her the reason for the scene I encountered before, she told us the story.

When it was over, the three of us began to laugh as if there were no tomorrow, while Sunset inflated her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger.

"Hahahaha, oh Sunset, I wish I was there with my camera." Rainbow Dash was laughing her ass off.

"It's not funny, Dash." She said.

"You're wrong, it is really funny." Said Discord, still laughing.

"If it's any consolation, you’ve got a pretty rump." I said, to which I earned a look of hatred from Sunset.

We continued to laugh a little about poor Sunset’s misfortune until it was time to eat. As we were the only ones in the pub, I closed, and we left home.

"Anyway, I'm going to Rarity's place, see you later." Said Sunset, leaving.

I immediately spotted Lyra running towards us.

"Lyra, what's wrong?" I asked.

"The new neighbors, they’re screaming like crazy." She said.

We followed Lyra to our building and arrived at the floor where the newcomers lived. There were several neighbors and yes, they were screaming, insulting eachother and throwing things.

"Arschloch! You’ve ruined my life!" Shouted Photo Finish.

"Stop throwing me fruit! I'm sick tired of you! CRAZY! " Canvas responded.

"Then, break up with me, break up with me if you’ve got balls," she yelled. "Verflucht arschloch, versager! "

"Don’t speak to me in German, I don’t understand you!"

"That's because you're a hick."

Holly crap, I had seen conjugal disputes and fights, but this was another level.

"What a mess." I said.

"With things like this, I'm glad to be single," Sandalwood said.

"Bourbon, who the hell did you bring us in here?" Bon Bon asked me.

"I didn’t bring anyone, is Filthy Rich’s flat." I defended myself.

"Well, something must be done, this is a building of quiet and normal people," said Matilda.

"Yes, especially normal..." Cranky said sarcastically.

The argue went on and it seemed to go long.

"Well, let's give them a break, moving is a very stressful time, even more for couples." I tried to explain.

"The psychologist's explanation is fine, but what fault do we have?" Discord asked.

"Silence, it seems they have been quiet." Said Rainbow Dash, they seemed to stop, or so we thought...as the insults were replaced by thundering moans.

"Ahhhhhh!" That was Photo Finish.

"Oh my goodness! Open up, they're killing each other!" Matilda shouted worriedly.

"Oh yeah! Keep going, harder!" Nope, I think those weren’t exactly screams of pain.

"Well, I think they're fucking." Lyra said flatly.

"Lyra!" Bon Bon shouted reproaching her friend.

"I mean, making love..." My countrywoman corrected herself.

"Yes, it seems they are in the middle of their... reconciliation." I said.

"Thank you Captain Obvious." Discord replied.

"And why are they shouting so much?" Matilda asked in a very naïve way.

"Don’t know, there are people who like sex." Cranky said.

"Well, the important thing is that they aren't arguing anymore," I said. "Come all home."

"But they keep making noise." Bon Bon complained as she left with Lyra.

"I can’t even cook quietly." said Matilda, also leaving.

"Come on, they'll get tired eventually... sex is usually two minutes." Discord said although I looked at him strangely.

"Speak for yourself, friend." Dash said.

"It makes eternal to me." Cranky complained. "Bourbon, you could have the pub open already."

"I have a pretty good stamina, as I do retro ejaculation." Told Sandalwood to Cranky.

"And what does it matter to me?" Replied our bad-tempered ex-teacher.

Photo Finish was still screaming like a possessed woman, adding tags like 'spank me' or 'grab my tits'. My mother, that woman was a sexual volcano...

"Oh my, she screams like a bitch in heat..." Discord said loosening the collar of his shirt. "What a dumb heater..."

"Discord, please..."

After adding that phrase and as my presence was useless, I went to my place listening to the moans of pleasure of the photographer with more questions in my head.

At home I tried to make the meal quiet before returning to the pub. A microwave pizza and that's it. Today I ate alone, because Cheese Sandwich was on the other side of town and Big Mac was also going to eat out. I only prayed to be able to rest before work.

Unfortunately, my peace would be disturbed without I could do anything to avoid it, because the doorbell rang several times...

"And now what..." I said as I snorted and headed to the door. On the other side was Lyra.

"Bourbon, they're back again..." she said.

"Ugh fuck me..." I banged my forehead against the door frame, grabbed my keys and followed Lyra.

In effect, that crazy couple was already yelling and throwing things. The same madness of a few hours ago ...

"I can’t live like that; they’ve ruined my soufflé." Matilda complained as she looks like she was going to cry.

"Doesn’t Filthy Rich realize whom he rents his property?" Asked Bon Bon very mad. "And even more to artists, who are drug addicts and perverts..."

"Bonnie control your temper," Lyra told him trying to calm her down.

Suddenly I noticed that Sandalwood was massaging his temples. "Shut up, please shut up... Universe, listen to me!" He said looking up with arms outstretched. What surprised me is that they had already been quiet. "Cool! It works, let's see, I want a camper, I want a camper... " Sandalwood did the same again, but the noise returned, more or less...

"Ah, Ah, Aaaaahhhhh!" Yes, they were moaning again.

"Great ... they're already fornicating again," Bon Bon said.

"Twice the same day? That’s just vice..." Matilda said.

"But is someone going to do something?" Lyra asked.

"Of course..." Discord said heading to the door and hitting hard. "Open the door degenerates!"

"Fucking fuck! Who the hell is now?! " Canvas yelled furious from the other side.

Discord looked panic and ran, along with the rest of the people. The only idiot who stood in front of the door for reacting late was me.

"Hey! Don’t leave me here you bastards..." I said as some of them hid on the stairs and others at Matilda's house.

Canvas opened in underpants. "What the fuck do you want?"

"Hey, hi, I'm Bourbon." I didn’t know what to say, really...

"Yes, I know, what do you want?" Canvas looked visibly pissed off, I don’t know if by the latter argue or because we interrupted their smash.

"You see, it turns out that the neighbors have complained about the noise that your... conjugal frictions provoke." I tried to explain as gently as possible.

"Wait a minute, didn’t you say that the walls were like this thick?" He said imitating the same gesture I did before.

"Yes, of course, an old-time plasterboard partition. But the problem is that the ground is thinner, which causes a rebound of the sound waves of your moans and swearing, and that makes it echo in almost the entire building. An architectural incongruity." I honestly had no fucking idea what I was saying.

"Dude, I don’t know what you said, but you've managed to lower my erection." He said while aiming at his crotch.

Suddenly Photo Finish appeared covering herself with a sheet.

"What do you want?" She asked angrily.

"Nothing, I told Canvas that your screams..." She didn’t let me continue.

"Go fuck yourself!" Then she slammed the door, leaving me with the words in my mouth.

Matilda's door opened and from inside the house and the stairs came the cowards who had left me with my ass in the air.

"How rude…” said Matilda.

"Bourbon, you don’t know how to impose yourself," said Discord.

"And what about you? You run away first, like a rat." I reproached him, but he concealed it.

"Where is the tobacco? You've already hidden it again." Canvas shouted from the inside of his flat.

"Are you going to smoke now? We are not finished." Photo Finish yelled.

"I don’t feel like it anymore, I'm going to paint."

"You never left me with the heat before!"

Insults and noise of flying things re-filled the environment.

"And here we go again. We must expel this people out of the building now." Bon Bon said.

"Well, you'll tell me how, they signed a contract with Rich, and they have to be notified at least fifteen days in advance," I said.

"Fifteen more days like that? I'm jumping from the balcony." Lyra said.

"I'm thinking one thing..." Sandalwood said.

"Silence, the hippie is going to talk." Discord announced.

"This couple fight and fornicate making a lot of noise, right?" We all looked expectantly at him to finish explaining his idea. "Then, we have to break up the couple, clear and sound."

"Sure, we have to destroy that love," said Discord.

"But that's a dick move. Don’t count on me." The truth is that I was also desperate but doing that seemed immoral to me.

"Sandalwood, why don’t you flirt with the painter’s crazy wife?" Discord proposed.

"Cool." He said smiling like a fool.

"What are you saying? That’s not going to work. We have to go for the guy, the couples always break on the weaker side." Bon Bon said.

"You're right, we put in front of the painter a hot chick with nice tits and fine ass, and let the hormones do the rest." Discord said.

"Thank you Discord, but I don’t like that guy," said Lyra. Sometimes I don’t know if this girl doesn’t know anything or she likes to troll a lot.

"What the…? No, I was thinking about Rarity. Besides, she did like him, right?" He said looking at me.

"Discord, what makes you think that a girl like Rarity is going to lend herself to doing that?" I asked. As far as I knew Rarity, I didn’t see her capable of doing something so despicable.

"I heard her boiler is screwed up; I think we can attack there..." Discord smiled wickedly as he held his two index fingers in front of his lips.

"Do whatever you want, I have to go open the pub." Immediately after I left, I had work and did not want to continue with that.

At Rarity’s home, she, Sunset Shimmer and Sweetie Belle were all in the bathroom.

Sweetie Belle brought a pot of hot water and prepared to throw it over the shower screen. Within it was Rarity, and Sunset was sitting on the toilet.

"Sis, tell me how it is." Sweetie belle threw the water on top of Rarity.

"Ahhhhh! Sweetie Beeeeelle! " Rarity screamed.

"Is that hot or cold?" The little sister asked.

"Sweetie Belle, it's burning! Can’t you put your hand in before? " Rarity protested.

"Such a bad luck that your boiler is broken, just when you were getting pretty." Said Sunset taking out two bills and giving them to Sweetie Belle, who returned to the kitchen with the pot. "Anyway, you don’t miss anything, he’s married..."

Rarity grabbed the towel that hung from a hook in the wall and opened the screen looking at Sunset angrily.

"Have you already gone after him, you bitch? Unbelievable..." Said the fashionista still soaked and leaving the bathroom on her way to her room.

"But Rarity, the universe sent him to me. Who am I to oppose this type of energy?"

"Well, fuck you, he's married. The universe has been wrong." Rarity said with a tone of satisfaction.

"Yes, but I don’t see them happy." A malevolent smile crossed Sunset's face.

Rarity turned around and addressed her friend. "Sunset, don’t even think about it..."

"Photo Finish is crazy, she has always been; besides, she doesn’t understand his art, me on the other hand..." Sunset was interrupted by Rarity.

"Sunset darling, he's married. In the best case you will become a booty call that he only looks for when he’s bored, because he won’t ever leave her, they never do. And you’ll feel bad, alone and dirty, until one day she catches you both in bed, breaks up with him, he will get depressed, he will hate you for breaking his marriage, and in the end he will crawl back and beg forgiveness from his wife. And you meanwhile, you've been wasting your time without finding anyone worthy." Rarity's speech was clear and concise, and left Sunset speechless.

"Well, if you put it that way, it doesn't sound cool..." said Sunset with an expression of defeatism.

"I say it for your own good, darling. I'm your friend, I don’t want you to suffer." Said Rarity placing a lock of Sunset’s hair behind her ear.

"Thanks, Rares." Sunset hugged Rarity smiling tenderly, while Sweetie Belle who was behind looked at them with a confused expression. "Come and take a shower at my place whenever you want."

"Tomorrow if you're ok." He said Rarity while Sunset was leaving her flat and closed the door.

"And now she offers you her shower... you know? Sometimes I think Sunset hasn't changed since high school," Sweetie Belle said.

"Sweetie Belle, don’t be like that, it’s the lack of sex, which clouds her judgment." Rarity said heading to her room.

"You can say that again, she gave me 150 bucks for breaking the boiler." Rarity stopped short and turned slowly to look at her sister.

"What did you say?" Rarity could not believe it.

"She paid me to sabotage you and be able to hook the painter before you," Sweetie Belle said flatly.

"And you do that to your own sister?! " Rarity said very angry.

"Rarity understand me, now I'm in college, I have a lot of expenses..." Sweetie Belle tried to excuse herself but was saved by the bell literally.

"You and I are going to talk later... A puppy, I should have asked for a puppy and not a little sister." Rarity was mumbling her way to the door. When she opened it, she came face to face with Discord.

"Wow, this is a joy to see." Said the chaotic philosopher, seeing Rarity wet and covered only with towels.

"Discord, what do you want?" Rarity said, holding the towel tightly, and without humor for Discord's nonsense.

"I heard you have the boiler broken; I could pay you for the repair. But of course, you’d have to do something for me before... "

"What do you want?" Rarity said looking suspiciously at Discord.

"I need you to flirt with the painter to break up their marriage, so they stop creating scandal. The peace of this building is in your hands."

"Done." After that laconic response, Rarity closed the door.

"Wow, that was easy." Discord said satisfied with the results.

The pub was relatively quiet, a couple of tables occupied, Sunset and I taking it easy and Big Mac accompanied by Flash Sentry at the bar.

For a change, Big Mac was downcast and only took short sips of his beer.

"Big Mac, how long have you been like this?" Asked Flash.

"It's been a week, but it's getting eternal." I replied.

"Sorry to bother ya with mah problems." He answered sarcastically and sip his cider.

"I didn’t mean that…" I facepalmed.

Truth is that the song that was playing in the speakers wasn't helping at all. Its lyrics seemed to be composed for Big Mac, because the chorus said:

Listen my friend, you've gotta bury That Dream,

She's lying in another man's arms and wearing his ring.

It's been the end, and you know that it's true.

Better get on with your life before life...

Gets on without you.

That was basically what I was trying to say to Big Mac. Sugar Belle was going to marry another, and he had to keep going no matter how much it hurt. Although of course, I was not the most indicated person to speak about.

"Come on Big Mac, I've had problems with women too, and in the end, you just get over it eventually." Said Flash.

"By the way, Flash, weren’t you dating Sunset Shimmer in high school?" I asked.

"Well, yeah... but it didn’t work well at the time." Flash seemed embarrassed by it. "Besides another wonderful girl appeared, but ours was impossible."

"Did she live far away or something?"

"You could say that..." He answered looking away, it was as if he was hiding something.

"And, how was she?" I asked already out of curiosity.

"Well, she was beautiful, intelligent, very devoted to her friends, had leadership skills, a beautiful voice, although at times she seemed very innocent..."

"...and she had two breasts like two mountains." Said a voice behind Flash.

"...and she had two breasts like two..." Flash was repeating what the voice was saying, but he stopped short and turned around to run into Discord. Seriously, when did he arrived? " Discord! Don’t be a pervert."

"Come on Flash, I'm sure the girl also had a good body." He replied, sitting on a stool next to him.

"Well, she was pretty hot. Although more than a hot chick, she was the typical adorkable girl." Being honest that description fit with someone I knew, but I couldn’t remember well who.

"By the way, Discord, what did Rarity say?" I asked.

Discord told us how he managed to convince Rarity without any effort and what was his plan to end the noise of the new tenants.

Actually, I was surprised in the bad way. I couldn’t believe that Rarity had lent herself to doing something so despicable. But hey, they say that all’s fair in love and war. I decided to prepare a glass of Bourbon with Cola to calm my nerves.

Flash decided to leave soon, and Discord also left to start up his "Great Plan", or so he defined it. I stayed with Big Mac trying to cheer him up, without suspecting the chaos that was going to mount in the building ...

Canvas left the flat with a garbage bag.

"Pick up the mail!" Photo Finish shouted from home.

"What mail? We’ve just moved in." He shouted closing the door. "I can’t stand this anymore…"

As he was walking downstairs, he didn’t realize that Discord had hidden nearby and was calling someone on his cell phone...

"He's going down, I repeat, he's going down..."

A couple of floors below, Sandalwood answered the call.

"Copy that." Then he knocked Rarity's door three times and ran to hide in the elevator.

The fashionista opened the door dressed only in a black lingerie set and put her best seductive pose against the door frame.

Canvas came down the stairs but stopped when he heard someone calling him. "Canvas darling, where are you going?" Rarity said, rocking her hair, a gesture that worked for almost every man.

"I... throw away the garbage," the painter said, almost drooling over the woman in front of him.

Rarity didn't want to beat around the bush. "Do you want to make love?" She asked openly.

"Fuck yeah," Canvas said approaching. "But quick I have my wife waiting for me."

Without further ado he went inside Rarity's apartment and closed the door.

Looking through the peephole of her door, Lyra picked up her mobile phone and called Discord. "It's inside, the spider has caught the fly."

"Perfect, phase two, Welcome Committee." Discord said, then called the rest of the neighbors involved in the plan to meet in front of the door of Canvas and Photo Finish.

"Hey, where did you get all that confetti?" Bon Bon asked

"I asked Pinkie, I told her it was for a party." Discord replied. "Actually, I didn’t lie too much either."

"And she didn’t want to sign up? " Bon Bon asked surprised.

"Nah, I told her it was on the other side of town," replied Discord nonchalantly.

After knocking at the door, Photo Finish, already in her pajamas, opened it to find Discord releasing the confetti and the neighbors saying 'Hello' in chorus.

"Hello, what is this?" She asked surprised.

"It's a welcome party. We are so happy to have you here that we could not help it," Discord said.

"At this hour?" She asked as they took her out of the house.

"That’s the surprise." Bon Bon said.

Together they went down the stairs to Rarity's apartment.

"But how am I going to be dressed like that at a party?" She asked as she was still almost dragged.

"Don’t worry, it's a slumber party, we'll change clothes in a minute." Sandalwood said.

"We make pillow war; we tell spooky stories..." Lyra said.

"But, wait a second for me to tell my husband, he is taking the trash..." she said trying to get away.

"Don’t worry, he's already at the party..." Discord said opening Rarity's apartment with a key.

What they found when they opened the door was Canvas and Rarity kissing like crazies, while the fashionista had a leg around the painter's waist. It was as if they were devouring each other. Everyone was speechless, and Photo Finish opened its mouth so wide it could have reached the floor.

"Holy shit, that's what I call people skills..." Bon Bon said.

It didn’t give much time to reactions, because Photo Finish went back to her home screaming. Canvas, on the other hand, realized that, and ran away after her. Everyone in the corridor followed them surreptitiously and stood near the door, where the chorus of yells and broken things began again.

"You're a schwein and a bastard!" The photographer shouted.

"It’s your fault for making my life impossible!" Canvas shouted.

Several things were heard breaking between the screams.

"Fuck, they're breaking everything," Lyra said.

"Well, Filthy Rich will have to thank me for being able to keep the bail. What a good plan I had." Said Discord.

"But it was my idea," Sandalwood protested.

"Shut up, weed smokers don’t think." Discord replied.

"Be careful, they're coming." Matilda mumbled and everyone hid in her apartment.

Canvas came out with a suitcase and two paintings under his arm.

"Get out of here and don’t come back!" Photo Finish yelled as she continued throwing fruit at her husband.

"I don’t plan to return. Crazy! Your crazy bitch!" After slamming the door behind him, Canvas went downstairs.

Discord and the others left Matilda's apartment.

"That’s it, and this is how chaos is caused and a problem is solved." He said grabbing the lapels of his jacket. "I go to my place."

As Discord made his way to the elevator, Photo Finish began to cry like it was the end of the world. The weeping was so loud it could be heard everywhere.

"Damn, what a tantrum," Lyra said.

"Discord, she is crying!" Bon Bon complained.

"Ugh... I can’t sleep like this." Matilda said putting a hand on her forehead.

"It will pass eventually, it’s normal for her to cry a little." Discord said, playing down the importance. "You’re really heartless people..."

Discord disappeared in the elevator and the rest remained in the hallway.

"Come on guys, everyone goes to bed," Sandalwood said, retreating too.

The crying followed and it almost seemed that they were killing the photographer.

"Looks like she really loved him..." Lyra said, looking very surprised and kinda sad.

I was washing some glasses when Sunset approached me.

"Boss, why that long face?"

"Nothing, sometimes I think I'm the only one with a bit of ethics in this shitty world." I replied as I searched for a cigarette among my things. "Even though I'm not exactly a saint..."

"Don’t say that boss, you're a good man," said Sunset trying to cheer me up.

"Maybe compared to others. I have always said that people are bad by nature, but then you find the exceptions that confirm that there are good people in the world. And our neighbors are proof of that, do you know that they want to break the marriage of the newcomers because they make a lot of noise? "

"Oh really?" Sunset seemed happy to hear that, but quickly hid it; Although it didn't help her much, I had already noticed her expression. "Well, they make a lot of noise, I understand them."

"Yeah, so does Rarity. It turns out that Discord proposed her to fix the boiler in exchange for seduced Canvas. You cannot trust anyone anymore... you think you know someone, and you're surprised for the worse..." Sunset put on an expression as if he had just been given the worst news in the world.

"Such a bitch..." She said more to herself than to the rest.

"Excuse me, what did you say?" I asked because I thought I had heard wrong.

"Nothing, Boss, if you don't mind, today I'll leave a little earlier. I'm going to pick up the tables." Sunset went to the tables and I went to the door to put the 'Closed' sign. Overall, the only one left was Big Mac...

In his flat Discord was in his bed staring at the ceiling while the cries of Photo Finish rumbled in his house.

"Nothing, she doesn't shut up... Silence up there, I want to sleep!" He shouted, hoping that he would hear him. "Damn it." Discord got up, put on slippers and left the house.

In the hall he ran into Lyra and Bon Bon.

"Discord, there’s no one who can sleep here." Lyra complained.

"No shit! Do you think I can?" he replied.

On the next floor were Matilda and Cranky and Sandalwood. Matilda was with her hands at her temples.

"I can’t stand this..." the lady complained. "So, she will get over it eventually, right? Do you know what time it is?"

"Discord, if I have to be awake at night, life is hell." Cranky complained.

"What a shitty plan…" Bon Bon said crossing her arms.

"Look, I'm going to ask Bourbon for his pistol, and I’ll end this now," said Discord.

"You can’t be serious..." Said Bon Bon outraged.

"Does Bourbon have a pistol?" Lyra asked as if nothing.

"I’m trying to save her suffering, as they do with horses." Discord excused himself.

Suddenly screams were heard below...

"You lied to me to rob Canvas from me, you're the worst friend ever!" That was Sunset Shimmer's voice.

"It’s all your fault for breaking me the boiler, witch!" This time the one who shouted was Rarity.

"The universe sent him to me, traitor!" Sunset yelled again.

"And now what the fuck is going on?" Cranky asked.

"C’mon, let's see," Sandalwood said.

Everyone ran down and ran into Sunset and Rarity arguing in front of the latter's door.

"You're not a friend, you're a street whore," Sunset shouted.

"It's not my fault that Canvas prefers me that I'm a sculptural woman with an ass hard as a rock..." Rarity said that last spanking her rear. "...that being with you that no man is paying attention to you because you’re already old and have the body of a teapot."

Sunset gasped at the attack on her physique. "Teapot me? And you’ve got the body of a bitch."

Sunset lunged at Rarity, grabbing her by the hair, to which the dressmaker responded by doing the same.

"Don’t pull my hair!" Rarity shouted.

Both began to pull their hair to the point where they ended up on the floor screaming and kicking eachother, but without loosening eachones hair.

"Are they fighting for the painter?" Bon Bon asked.

"Well, I don’t know what they see in him," Discord said.

"The thirties crisis..." Cranky said.

“WE’RE TWENTY-SEVEN!” Both girls stop to shout at Cranky and they continued their fight.

I was going upstairs next to Big Mac when we began to hear loud weeping, screams and insults. We ran in the direction of the noise and found the neighbors in the middle of the corridor.

"What the fuck is going on here?" I asked.

"The plan, which hasn’t gone well," Lyra said embarrassed.

"Now we have the crazy photographer crying up there, and these two desperate fighting here." Bon Bon said pointing at Rarity and Sunset trying to immobilize on the ground.

"So, nobody’s sleeping tonight," Cranky said.

"You both stop! You’re going to hurt each other." I said as I ran to grab Sunset by the waist to separate her from Rarity. "Sweetie Belle, come out! Big Mac help me!"

Big Mac ran in my help and Sweetie Belle stood in front of the door as if nothing crossing her arms.

"Canvas, paint me, I'm your muse!" Shouted Sunset.

"He’s not coming out you have scared the shit out of him." Sweetie Belle said.

"Sweetie Belle, grab your sister!" I yelled trying to hold back Sunset.

Sweetie Belle listened to me and grabbed her sister as she tried to drag her into their apartment.

"You will never find love! You're going to die alone! " Rarity shouted as she was held by her younger sister.

"Come on, sis, let's have a linden tea to see if you relax." Sweetie Belle said as she closed the door.

"Sunset, calm down, you’re not like this!" I said as I let my waitress out, waiting for her to calm down.

"No, don’t worry Bourbon, I'm calm, I'm fine..." Sunset looked at the neighbors. "Good night everybody." With that said, she left for home.

"Good night." The neighbors said in unison.

I leaned against the wall huffing and trying to analyze what had just happened.

"I hope y’all are happy..." Big Mac said to everyone's surprise. "Now because of yer plan we’ve got two friends confronted and a broken marriage."

"Come on, Big Mac, they didn’t love each other..." Bon Bon tried to say.

"So, what do ya know? Who do y’all think you are to decide on other people's lives?" I recognized that look, it was as if Big Mac was dropping everything he had kept inside. "They argued like crazy, yup, but they reconciled almost inmediately. Maybe it was their way of livin’ love, of sayin’ they loved each other, with passion... not like y’all who turn yer frustrations towards others to hide yer misfortunes."

Fuck, Big Mac; he can say speeches worthy of a politician if he wanted.

"Congrats y'all," he said as he went upstairs. "Up there you’ve got a woman suffering. But it's not her cryin’ what keeps y'all from sleepin’, it's yer conscience." Big Mac finished the row and left for home.

"Oh boy, that escalated quickly..." I said feeling proud of my roomie.

"What keeps me from sleeping is the loud cry," Cranky said.

"Cranky don’t be insensitive!" Matilda said nudging him.

"Great, now I feel bad because of this imbecile." Discord said with a long face.

"Big Mac’s right, we’ve been awful people," said Lyra sadly.

"The dark side has come out of us..." Sandalwood said.

Photo Finish was still crying like there was no tomorrow and everyone there could hear it.

"So, what do we do now?" Bon Bon asked.

"You people, I don’t know, I'm going to try to sleep, let’s see if we can fix this mess tomorrow." I said as I followed the steps of Big Mac on my way home with the photographer’s crying as accompaniment.

The next morning, I got up relatively early and met at Rarity’s door with Discord, Lyra and Sandalwood to talk to Canvas. We knocked on the door and Rarity received us freshly lifted.

"Good morning Rarity, we want to talk to the bohemian." Said Discord.

"The Bohemian is sleeping, and he has nothing to say to you," Rarity said.

"Rarity, come on, his wife is suffering a lot because of you," Lyra said.

"No, beg you pardon Lyra, it’s because of YOU; I only followed orders from Discord, who promised me in return to fix me the boiler." Rarity was a born negotiator; they weren’t going to pull the old bait and switch with her that easy.

"Yes, but only if the plan went well, it’s obvious that it hasn’t gone as we thought." said Discord.

"Come on, Rarity, you're not like that, you know very well what's right," I said, trying to appeal to the generous girl I knew she was.

"I don’t want to, Canvas was sent to me by the universe," she said with dreamy eyes.

"Yeah, we are like antennas that..." Sandalwood could not finish the sentence because he was interrupted by Discord.

"You shut up."

"Did you bang him?" Lyra asked smirking.

"That's not of your business," she said indignantly.

"Silence gives consent..." Lyra said with a mischievous smile.

Suddenly, Canvas left Rarity's room in his underwear, of course...

"What's wrong?" He asked confused.

"Bohemian, you have to go back to your wife," said Discord.

"No, I'm very well here with Rarity." Canvas responded.

"You're married, you swore allegiance to your wife," Lyra said.

"Yes, but she breaks my paintings, and I live from that."

"You don’t have to explain nothing to them," Rarity said as she led him inside the house. Then she turned to us with a gesture with her hands so that we got out from there. "Good morning." After this she closed the door in front of us.

"Then, I won’t fix your boiler anymore." Discord yelled.

Suddenly, as if he knew we were all awake, the crying started again.

"Ugh, she's crying again..." Lyra said.

"Poor woman, such a mess you’ve made with your ideas." Sandalwood said to Discord.

"My ideas? It was your idea..."

"No, weed smokers don’t think, remember?" That was a low blow from Sandalwood.

"Discord, you should give her comfort." Lyra suggested.

"You mean fuck her?" He asked. I want to believe he didn’t mean it.

"You sick! I said you went to talk to her, give her support."

"And why is not Bourbon going instead? He’s a psychologist." Discord was right, butI wasn’t going to take the fall for this.

"Oh no, this happened because of you, you break it, you bought it." I said without wanting more trouble. "Besides, I have to go to open the pub."

I left to work. At the door of the pub, Sunset was still visibly upset about yesterday. I didn’t want to ask so I just opened and prepared for another hard-working day.

The morning was normal, and I was grateful for having a little peace from time to time. Everything changed when Sunset received a call.

"Who was it?" I asked.

"It was Canvas, he wants me to go to Rarity's place now," she said. It wasn’t about to let Sunset escaping from work like that, but after yesterday, maybe it would be good for those three to talk quietly.

"Okay, go." Sunset looked at me hopefully. "There are not many clients, I can handle it. Come on, before I change my mind."

Sunset smiled at me and gave me a hug. Then she went out the door leaving me just cleaning the bar. I had no idea why the Bohemian wanted to see Sunset, but things couldn’t get any worse, right?

Sunset knocked on Rarity's door and it opened.

"And what are you doing here again?" Rarity asked without looking at her face. Sunset simply mimicked her gesturing.

"I called her," Canvas said from the living room, to Rarity's surprise. "Come on Sunset, please."

Rarity came quickly to Canvas as Sunset entered the apartment staring at Rarity with satisfaction.

"Why do you call her? What are you playing?" Rarity asked.

Canvas got in between the two girls to avoid another fight. "Let's see, I know you are good friends, and I don’t like that you have fought over me, I feel guilty."

"No, it's not your fault. It was this bitch who gave me a speech about friendship and respect and then stabbed me in the back." Sunset said looking at Rarity angrily.

"You’ve got a nerve; you sabotage my boiler to get ahead." Rarity defended herself.

"Canvas, I'm your muse," said Sunset in a gentle voice.

"No, I am his muse now." Said Rarity facing Sunset.

"Both! You're both my muses," said the painter suddenly, to which the two girls looked confused. "I'll be honest, I just got out of a somewhat complicated relationship... and I don’t feel in a position to have anything serious with anyone right now."

At this Sunset began to laugh pointing to Rarity, which had a look of desolation, that if it weren’t because Canvas was in front of her, she would have thrown to mourn on the couch. "Hahahaha, screw you, you're a booty call."

"You’re not even that," Rarity replied, to which Sunset fell silent.

"But you two are beautiful women, I like you a lot. That's why I've thought of something we three can do, as a farewell... "

Both remained looking surprised at the painter.

"What do you mean?" Rarity asked.

Meanwhile, in front of the bohemians’ flat, Discord and the gang were getting ready to talk with Photo Finish.

"I still think that this should be done by Bourbon, he is the psychologist," said Discord.

"No Discord, it's your responsibility." Lyra said.

"But what do I tell this girl? I don’t even know her." Discord kept making excuses. "Sandalwood, come in and give her a joint to see if she relaxes."

"No man, after smoking it gives you the blues and it's worse." The hippie replied.

"What happens? Are you afraid or what?" Lyra asked.

"I'm not afraid of anything," he said, playing bravely.

"Then come on." Sandalwood said, ringing the doorbell and knocking on the door twice.

They all hid, leaving Discord alone in front of the door. In an instant, Photo Finish opened, still in her pajamas and with huge dark circles under her eyes showing that she had spent the whole night crying.

"Ja?" She asked.

"Hi Photo Finish, I'm here to convey the support of the neighbors, so please, stop crying!" Discord emphasized the last words.

"Come in..." The photographer walked inside her house. Discord hesitated for a moment but entered and sat next to him on the couch.

Discord watched the wreckage in the house. Fruit and broken objects thrown everywhere, clutter, a broken chair in the middle of the room ... it seemed like a hurricane had passed.

"I would offer you something to drink... but I’ve broken the dishes," Photo Finish said in a sad tone of voice.

"No and more things... as Rich finds out you can already say goodbye to the bail." Discord said, but she started crying again. "But, hey don’t cry, woman, I'm comforting you."

"My life without Canvas doesn’t make sense," she said between tears.

"Oh, come on, yes it does..." Discord put his hand on his forehead losing patience.

"We were so happy…"

"Yes, we saw that… but you know, the other one is hotter." And so, she cried again harder. "Fuck... I mean, you're not bad either, but there's no comparison."

"I don’t want to live... he’s gone with another!"

"Look, I understand you, look at your landlord, Filthy Rich, his wife also cheated him several times... and he didn’t want to die." Discord explained. "Besides, I remember that he told me that he aimed with a pistol at one of her lovers, his wife's yoga teacher."

"And did he do well?" Curiously, Photo Finish calmed down when he heard that story.

"Well, it seems so, he was pretty calm afterwards."

"Give me a minute." Photo Finish got up and went to her room, she came with a gun in her hand and went towards the door.

"What the…? Where are you going?" Asked Discord, surprised and frightened.

"To kill that schwein!" She screamed.

"Oh... But I didn’t tell you anything, ok?" Discord shouted, getting up from the couch ready to leave that house.

In Rarity's place, Canvas was working on a painting with Rarity and Sunset in a pose in which they pulled their hair and grabbed their faces.

"There, still, don’t move," Canvas said to the girls.

"Oh, my stars darling." Said Rarity.

"And how do you say the painting is going to be called?" Asked Sunset.

"Female Friendship, that sells itself." Said Canvas proud of his wit.

"One moment, I'm missing," Sweetie Belle said from her room and running to where those two were to get in front of her doing a sexy pose.

"Sweetie Belle, this is not a snapshot, besides, you haven’t place in this painting," Rarity said.

"Don’t be like that, in the Renaissance paintings there was all kind of stuff." The little sister replied.

Suddenly a shot was heard from the door scaring everyone present.

"Canvas!" Photo Finish shouted.

"Holy fuck!" Shouted the painter.

Photo Finish fired once and Canvas fell to the ground, collapsing before the watchful eye of everyone.

Photo Finish approached slowly covering his mouth with one hand, as if she had repented immediately of what she had done...

"Holy crap! She shot at him as if nothing..." Lyra said surprised of what she had seen.

The noise of an ambulance pulled me out of my thoughts mostly because it had stopped near here. I decided to go out to see what was happening, and my surprise was huge when I saw that the ambulance had stopped in front of my building.

I ran there to see what had happened and I saw my friends go out with Canvas on a stretcher and Photo Finish at his side holding his hand.

I asked Discord what had happened, and he gave me the details. I couldn't give credit... it was completely surreal.

"Canvas my love, don’t die! I love you!" Photo Finish shouted, kissing him hand.

"I love you too, sweetheart..." he was babbling.

"So, she shoots him, and they reconcile, I don’t get it..." Sunset said confused.

"This is great Discord, fucking great; so instead of feeling guilty, you encourage them to kill each other." I told Discord.

"But they have reconciled, right? You’re complaining about everything." And he had even more things to say, seriously, this guy is a case study.

"Oh yeah, of course, you’re such an example of diplomacy..." I replied.

"Danke schön for everything," Photo Finish said, holding a gun in her hand. "Take this as a gift."

She gave the gun to Discord and he put it in his jacket without saying anything.

"Honey, are you coming or what?" Canvas shouted from the ambulance.

"Can’t you see I was saying goodbye to them?" She shouted as she climbed into the ambulance.

"I'm bleeding to death!"

"One more complain, and I get off."

"Here we go again..." Sandalwood said.

The ambulance doors closed, and they left. Soon, I would have a few words with Filthy Rich and about the kind of people who left us as neighbors...

"Well, I think we've all learned a great lesson today." I said, but everyone fell silent as if waiting for an answer.

"Which one?" Sandalwood asked.

"Forget it Sandalwood. Let’s go to the bar, I invite y’all to a round." I said wanting to put an end to this crazy anecdote.

"That's the smartest thing I've heard all week," said Discord following me.

"But what about my boiler?" Rarity asked.

"Don't worry, I pay you the damage repair." Said Sunset. "Friends?"

Rarity smiled and hugged Sunset. "Friends."

"Yeah, until the next guy arrives." Said Sweetie Belle laughing.