Being drunk isn't that great.
Colorlove, Star Light and Fireball are just average mares watching television. Colorlove is a pegasus with a white coat, a tricolor mane, and a pink yellow and orange rainbow cutie mark. Her best friend Star Light is a unicorn with a navy blue coat, pink stud earrings, a black mane and the big dipper as her cutie mark. Colorlove's second best friend is named Fireball. Ponies call her flame. She also is a pegasus with a white coat. She has a flame colored mane, (why else would she be called flame?) a hot pink bow and fire as a cutie mark. Whenever she feels a great deal of emotion her mane and tail burst into flames. (Besides that.) Which can be very hard for others to put out.
They were board out of thier minds.
"I'm booooaaaarrrd." Fireball moaned. "I want to go ooouuut."
"Stop whining. We have nowhere to go at a time like this." Star Light protested being the most knowledgeable of the three.
"We can go to club!" Colorlove suggested.
"Oooh, Color wants to get laid tonight." Fireball said in a playful manor.
"No way, I get enough colts hitting on me at work." Color protested.
Flame gasped. "So you mean to tell me your a LES PONY!"
Star Light got curious. She never knew if color was a les. Many good looking stallion ask her on a date but Star has never seen her say yes to any of them, out of all the years they have known eachother. So she asks.
"Are you a lesbian, Colorlove?"
"Hey, you guys stay out of my beeswax. Its my body's business on which gender I'm sexuely attracted to."
"Color's right, let's just leave her alone." Star said solemnly. " I just can't stand to watch the carpet get eaten."
Star Light and fireball burst into laughter.
"Fine, laugh all you want. All I know is the next time I bake cake, you guys aren't having any." Colorlove was great at baking cake. If you ever tasted it your tongue will feel like its completely made out of Pinkie Pie. The two admedietly stopped laughing and sat up.
"So how about we go to a club like color said." Flame said
They agreed and Star said that she would search for the closest club near them on google map.
The club that they arrived to was called 'The FEEL'. Inside there were lasers of every color scanning the floors. Music was booming against the walls with a bar and Dj and ponies of every kind were dancing. Some griffins were even on the dancefloor. The club was truely lively that night. Star Light looked around and found a group of ponies that had different constellations for cutie marks. Fireball smiled.
"Hey is that rainbow dash?" She said with excitement. Fireball always had a crush on R.D. Flame had once said that she would suck Rainbow dash's balls if she had any.(Is the image in your head yet? Yes? Good, everything is going as planned.)
Colorlove was left alone at the entrance.
"Well I guess I'll just go to the bar."
She looked at the menu. They had shots, vodka, flavored vodka, and even Apple family apple cider. Apple family apple cider was hard to get from where Colorlove was from. The waiter came and asked for what Colorlove wanted.
"Give me the cider please." She said excitedly
She quickly gulped it down. The waiter was surprised.
"Give me three more please." She said with an innocent looking smile.
"Uh, sure."
She gulped all three down.
The waiter didn't hesitate and gave her five more and beckoned to the other waiters. They watched in awe.
The waiter got her seven more. Now nine. Now eleven. By then all the waiters were chanting. " Chug! Chug! Chug!Chug!"
Nine more drinks of apple cider later Colorlove couldn't sit up straight without falling off her seat. A love song suddenly came on. She ran to the dancefloor. She started dancing like she was listening to some hardcore dubstep. She stopped for a moment. She looked around and saw Star Light. She was talking to a stallion with a dark yellow coat, a brown mane and a space shuttle as a cutie mark. They were looking deep into each others eyes. Color staggered over to the two.
"How about we go back to my place and I take you to space." The stallion said softly.
"Sure, cause i'm ready to take off." Star Light replied.
Colorlove stood next to Star light.
"Is this you're friend? I mean my rocket ship is big enough for both of you fine mares."
Colorlove pushed Star to the side and looked in the stallion's eyes with a stern face.
"Now look, you're not going to make little star foals with my best friend. You sicken me and should be in the bathroom. Cause the shit thats coming out of your mouth right now is going to be hard to clean up later. I think."
Star Light whispered to Color.
"What are you doing?"
"Come on, the guy was totally trying to get his cheese into your grater."
The stallion interrupted the two.
"Since I can't have her how bout you?" He quickly grabbed Color by the wrist and gave her a long lasting kiss. Color looked down and blushed. The stallion had stolen her first kiss. Her wings flared up with emberrassment. The stallion slowly started to move his hooves towards her wings. She tried to pull away.
"No! Please! Stop!" She pleaded. She couldn't move away. She was too drunk.(Well that escalted quickly.) The colt felt a tap at his shoulder. When he turned around he got punched. Over Critical was the brave colt's name. ColorLove then fell into his arms.
"Who the buck are you?" Color asked.
"It's me, Over Critical. Are you okay?"
"Bitch, I'm derpin' fine!"
"A-are you drunk?"
"..........No."
Colorlove fell out of Crit's arms and faceplanted to the floor. Critical helped Colorlove get up.
"I better get you home before you hurt yourself."
Over Critical was relived to be at Color's house after carrying her while stopping to tell her to not play Ladybug with the hobos multiple times. He put her in bed and closed the door. He almost left the house until,
"Critical, I want some kool-aid!" Colorlove screamed from the kitchen.
"Fine, I'll be right there."
"No, I'm gonna get it myself."
"Color, don't try anything. Just wait until i'm..."
KLANG! Critical ran to the kitchen. Colorlove was screaming.
"Oh Celestia, it's in my mane! Get it out! It's in my mane! Why me? I'm gonna die if this stuff doesn't get out of my mane."
Powdered kool-aid was spilled everywhere. Over Critical face-hoofed.
"And I thought she was mature." Over Critical sighed. "It's going to be a long night."
After cleaning up several messes, Critical fell asleep on the couch. Colorlove trotted into the room and found Critical asleep. She was still a little bit drunk and decided to sleep next to him.
The next morning, Colorlove awoke to see Critical making breakfast.
"Oh Gosh, please don't tell me,"
"We didn't do anything you just fell asleep next to me on the couch."
"Oh okay. Where's Flame and Star Light?"
"Your friends? They're right here."
Color looked around the room and spotted them.
"Good mourning." Star Light said.
"What happened last night?"
"Your cute friend here told us everything." Fireball said looking at Critical.
Critical blushed awkwardly. " Uh,i'm engaged." He said in the background.
"Yeah. You were pretty drunk." said Star Light
"And that's why we got you councilling."
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ That was chapter One. I just want to say thanks to the brother of Loopertrooper(<- He's on fimfiction. You should check it out.) for letting Over Critical be in this chapter. If you are wondering, Over Critical is engaged to Rarity and has a brother by the name of hyper active. Thanks for reading chapter one. There will be more to come. See you later.
"You got me therapy? For what reason?" Colorlove exclaimed. She really didn't want therapy. There was nothing wrong with her.
"Because you're an alcoholic. It's pretty obvious. Who would want to go to club to not try and get laid?" Fireball replied.
"I would. Wouldn't you swear off on stallion after getting hit on them for five years?"
"Who said anything about becoming a lesbian? My point here is that i'm not an alcoholic and I don't need help."
"Yeah, suuure. The mare that grew up in Las Pegasus for almost all of her life without picking up smoking, stealing, gambling, or prostitution isn't an alcoholic."
Critical just awkwardly stood in the background, listening to the unneccersery bickering. Star looked at Over critical's awkward expression. Star thought they were giving off a bad impression to him. As much as she hated giving off bad impressions, she also hated watching Fireball and Colorlove fight over lesbian, bi-sexual, and straight mares. (Just so you know I have nothing against those groups.)
"Guys just stop fighting. You're both acting immature." She said.
"Star is right. Why don't we just cancel the class."
Fireball put on a bad pokerface.
"Yeah... about that. The class is today at noon."
Colorlove's face turned red. She jumped out her seat to beat up Fireball, but before she had the chance Star and Critical held her back. She came down.
"Okay, fine I'll go to the class."
Flame smiled."Good. Now we have to get some groceries first."
"I'll get them. Crit, thanks for staying with me. You can go home now."
"Um, no problem." He answered
Colorlove browsed through the isles of grocery quick, a local grocery store of Baltimare. She looked at her shopping list as she checked for each one. After a while of shopping she came across some fine wine aged for 12 years, all the way from Paris.
"Hm. Maybe I'll keep this for myself."
As she walked home she couldn't stop herself from staring at the wine. She bit the her lip to help her to forget about the wine. She couldn't resist thinking about the taste of it if she drank it. She couldn't stop herself. She stopped opened the bag and took a few sips of the wine. She continued walking the more she did the more she drank. Finally when the large glass bottle was empty Colorlove was completely drunk. As a 1989 Cadillac Brougham with cow horns drove down the road, Colorlove staggered out into the road. The car swerved with a screech to avoid hitting her. A brown stallion with blue eyes and a blackish mane come out to meet her.
"Hey there, sexy flank. May I take your nn, spoon?" Said Colorlove
"AW JESUS LADY, YOU NEARLY MADE ME RUIN MY BRAND-NEW AUTO-MOBILE WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG,"
Before the stallion could say anything else he suddenly realized she was drunk.
"Normally I'd take advantage of the situation but I already have to many date rape charges on me. I can't just leave her here she could get hurt."
"Hey there, plot wipe. Are you just gonna stare at me like a rapist would, or are you gonna kick me?" interrupted Colorlove.
"I'll drive you back to the dealer. Step in the car."
"My sister always said you were... I'm hungry." Colorlove said while cross eyed.
When they arrived at the car dealer, the stallion waited for her to get sober, while she was passed out. When she woke up, her vision was slightly blurred, but when it cleared she jolted up.
"Who the buck are you and why am I here?"
"Jeez, calm down. My name is Fleetwood Brougham. I drove you here after nearly hitting your drunk flank."
"...BUCK!"
"What is it now?"
"Nevermind that. Can you give a ride back home please?
When they got to her house the first pony they saw was Fireball.
"Star get the list. She's gone into prostitution."
"Do I look like a guy that would want to sleep with her."
Colorlove and Fireball looked at Fleetwood.
"Hey, you can't judge a guy by his tastes."
Star came into the room.
"Color, who is this?"
"Oh, just some guy I met."
Fleetwood butted in.
"Yeah, a guy that saved her after she ran into the street dru..."
"Fleetwood, don't you think you need to go home?"
"No, I'm off today."
"Anyway, You need to get to your classes."
After a few minutes of driving, they reached their destination. They went up to a glass window with a hole in it.
"We are here for my appoint." Colorlove said.
"And who are you?" Said the pink mare with attitude, whom was inspecting her hooves.
"Colorlove Edwardting."
"Sit in the room to your right, and the docter will be with you."
They sat in a brown and green room. It was silent until they heard the door open. A stallion with a dark yellow coat with a brown mane came out. Colorlove quickly noticed him. He was the guy from the club.
"Why are you here?"
"It's my weekend job. So sit back and relax."
Colorlove felt uneasy. She might've been drunk that night, but she remembered it like yesterday.
"So, why are you here today?"
"alcohol problems"
"What?"
"Alcohol problems."
He laughed.
Colorlove blushed.
He stopped laughing."From here on your friends must wait outside."
They left.
After a few hours Color stretched out her wing after lying on them for so long.
"Time for mental therapy. Close your eyes and pretend you are flying. Breath in the fresh air. Feel the wind on your face."
While Colorlove was day dreaming, the stallion was reaching out for her wing. When he got the slightest touch she opened her eyes and started slapping him multiple times.
"GET YOUR DIRTY PAWS OFF ME YOU FLYING PERVERT! DO YOU HOLD MOTHER'S HOOVES LIKE THAT? YOUR PARENTS WOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOU, YOU BUCKING MOLESTER! DON'T TAKE ADVANTAGE OF MARES LIKE THAT. RAPIST!"
Finally when his cheeks were bleeding he ran outside crying.
"That girl is crazy!" yelled before running home.
Colorlove came out calm and happy.
"Looks like the therapy did you some good." Fireball said.
"What was that guy crying about?" asked Star light
"I don't know. All I know is no more heavy drinking for me."
Last chapter.(There could be more but i'm lazy.) Thanks to every that supported this idea. Thank you to LooperTrooper and Fleetwood_Brougham for helping and being positive. See you later.
