Rainbow Dash picked up her bottle of cider before knocking back another swig of the delicious apple tasting drink. She felt the liquid wash down her throat before finishing the drink and placing it back on the table. She also let out a slightly embarrassing belch after putting it down. This caused one of the other participants to start clapping their hooves together.

"Very impressive Dash, you might even reach my level one day." Fleetfoot said with a hint of smugness before chugging the rest of her bottle and letting out a belch even longer and louder than Dash's. She slammed down her bottle and gave the others a smirk.

"I'm impressed and grossed out at the same time." Soarin deadpanned. Spitfire let out a chuckle.

"Okay, okay, let's just get on with the next round, you're up, Dash." Spitfire pointed to the black deck. Dash nodded and took the card at the top of the deck before reading it.

"Having Problems with Blank? Try BLANK!" Dash read in a grandiose tone of voice. The others quickly began to look through their cards for any good combinations. Spitfire was the first to place her cards on the table, but the other two looked like they were struggling a little.

"Any problems you two?" Dash asked them. Soarin simply nodded with a serious look on his face, while Fleetfoot looked agitated.

"My cards suck!" Fleetfoot slurred out. Soarin simply shrugged and placed two cards in front of Dash. Fleetfoot was still looking through hers.

"Come on, Fleet, just play something!" Spitfire urged. Fleet let out an annoyed groan before putting her cards in.

"I'm so losing." She muttered as Dash shuffled them. Once she was done, she began to read.

"Having problems with Your Weird Brother? Try 5000 Volts Straight to the Nipples!" Dash read out, failing to release a few laughs. The others followed suit, laughing rather hard at the card combination.

"Didn't you pretty much already do that to that one weird green Pegasus dude you brought to the compound one time? What was his name again?" Spitfire asked. Dash chuckled remembering.

"That was Zephyr Breeze, Fluttershy's brother. And while I didn't deliver the shock directly to his nipples, I did shock him quite a bit." Dash explained. Fleetfoot snorted.

"Judging by how you explained it, I'm guessing you enjoyed doing it?" Fleetfoot asked with a grin. Dash nodded.

"Oh definitely, that guy is a DOUCHE!" Dash hollered. The rest all shared in a laugh before Dash continued.

"Having problems with Blood Farts? Try Hoofing!" Dash read, going from grandiose to slightly disgusted as she finished the second card.

"Um, what's "hoofing" exactly?" Soarin asked. Fleetfoot chuckled.

"It's a sex move, when you stick as much of your hoof into somepony's ass or vagina as you can." Fleetfoot answered almost casually. The others just stared wide eyed at her.

"A-and, you know this how?" Soarin shakily asked. Fleetfoot let out a snicker.

"Well Soarin, if you're really that interested maybe we can meet up later and I'll show you." Fleetfoot said suggestively. Dash gagged slightly and Spitfire rolled her eyes with a disgusted look. Soarin looked mortified.

"Uh, yeah, I'm good." He said, as if holding in vomit. "Please keep going Dash." He pleaded. Dash wasted no time in reading the last pair of cards.

"Having Problems with Being on Fire? Try However much Weed 20 bits can buy!" Dash read. Spitfire laughed quite a bit with that one.

"Oh, so that's how Wave Chill spends his weekends!" Spitfire laughed through snickers.

"He's a stoner?" Dash asked. The others all nodded in agreement.

"And he's also a daredevil. The two traits don't mix gracefully, I'll tell you that." Soarin explained. Dash laughed before looking over the cards again and pointed to the winning pair.

"Zephyr Breeze's electrocuted nipples." Dash called. Spitfire nodded with satisfaction before taking the black card. Fleetfoot scoffed.

"I knew it!" She said before cracking open another bottle of cider. Spitfire ignored Fleetfoot's comment and grabbed a black card to start her turn.

"For Nightmare Night, I am Blank." Spitfire read off of the card. Fleetfoot put hers down almost instantly.

"Yeah, I'm back in with a good one! Especially for you Spitty!" Fleetfoot teased. Spitfire ignored her as Dash and Soarin put their cards in as well. Eventually, Spitfire had all of them, so she shuffled the cards and began to read them out.

"For Nightmare Night, I am A pony with no legs." Spitfire read, her tone growing quiet as she finished.

"That's just sad." Soarin said. Fleetfoot giggled.

"Yeah, and that point your just a quadruple amputee asking for free candy!" She said, making Dash giggle with her. Spitfire rolled her eyes and kept reading.

"For Nightmare Night, I am....." She flipped the card over and stopped, her jaw dropped and she looked around the table, her face growing angry. Fleetfoot picked up on her impending anger and chuckling quietly.

"Go on Spitty! Read it." Fleetfoot urged with a smug grin.

"You're a bitch." Spitfire said before finishing the card, "....blowing some dudes in an alley." She read with a deadpan tone, with a hint of anger. Fleetfoot laughed out loud, while Dash and Soarin failed to contain their chuckles.

"You got that right....Swallow!" Fleetfoot teased. Spitfire immediately stood up.

"That was ONE TIME Fleet!" She shouted with anger. Soarin quickly stood up as well, placing a hoof on Spitfire's shoulder, signaling her to calm down.

"Woah Spits, calm yourself, it's just a joke, and you should've seen it coming tonight." Soarin explained. Spitfire sent a glare his way, making him flatten his brow. "Don't give me that look, you know I'm right." Soarin said. Spitfire scoffed before sitting back down.

"Fine." She said before breathing in and out to calm down. Then she returned to the cards.

"For Nightmare Night, I am Becoming a Blueberry." She read. Dash laughed.

"That sounds more like a curse than a Nightmare Night costume." She said. Fleetfoot nodded.

"Remember kids, make sure you follow all of the instructions before chewing a random stick of gum." Fleetfoot said with a giggle. The others shared in the giggles before Spitfire made her decision.

"The amputated pony. Not giving it to you Fleet!" Spitfire revealed. Dash took her black card as Fleetfoot turned to Spitfire.

"Really! Who's the bitch now!?" She shouted.

"Calm down Fleet, it's your turn!" Soarin shouted, trying to keep the two wingmates from tearing eachother apart. Fleetfoot and Spitfire exchanged glances, with Fleetfoot sticking her tongue out before grabbing her black card.

"The Class Field Trip was completely ruined by Blank!" Fleetfoot read from the card. Dash and Soarin both placed their cards in fairly quickly. Spitfire looked like she had one, but then hesitated for a second before putting in a card.

"Mine's not good." She muttered. Fleetfoot gave her a blank expression.

"Welcome to my game!" Fleetfoot said sarcastically before going to read the cards.

"The Class field trip was completely ruined by....Black Ponies?" Fleetfoot read in confusion. The others all shared in the confused looks.

"I...don't think I get that one." Soarin said.

"Is it like......saying that ponies with black coats ruin things or are dangerous somehow?" Dash suggested. Spitfire shook her head.

"I don't know why. A pony is a pony, or a creature is a creature, no matter the color of their coat." Spitfire said. Fleetfoot nodded and giggled.

"Can you guys imagine if there was a world out there where citizens were judged by something as ridiculous their color?" Fleetfoot asked.

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"Pfffft, that just sound ridiculous Fleet. Keep reading." Soarin urged. Fleetfoot simply shrugged and kept reading.

"The class field trip was completely ruined by.........a Saddle Arabian Warlord." Fleetfoot read, chuckling a bit. Soarin nodded.

"Yeah, that would definitely ruin a field trip." He agreed. The others all chuckled a little before Fleetfoot read the final card.

The Class Field Trip was Completely ruined by......8 oz, of Sweet South Equestrian Black Tar Heroin." Fleetfoot tried to read, but barely got out of it before collapsing on the table with laughter. Laughter that was shared with the others.

"It's just like our flight school's trip, remember Soarin?" Spitfire asked. He looked at her and rubbed the back of his head with an embarrassed look.

"Yeah, note to you guys, never eat anything you randomly find in the forest." Soarin said. Dash lifted an eyebrow.

"What did you "eat" exactly?" Dash asked. Spitfire chuckled.

"He ate a mushroom. It was one of those "magic" ones. He started screaming about the sky burning and cried for 4 hours afterwards, mumbling about stuff he was hallucinating." Spitfire explained. Soarin hid his face in his hooves. Dash giggled.

"That sounds adorable, I wish I could've seen it." Dash said. Soarin kept his face in his hooves, though now it was mainly to hide the blush...

"Anyway..." Fleetfoot spoke up, "....the winner is..........The Heroin!" Fleetfoot announced. Soarin finally lifted his face from his hooves and took the card.

"Congrats, and it is also your turn, Princess Soarin." Fleetfoot said teasingly. Soarin rolled his eyes.

"I really hope we don't make that a thing." Soarin said. Spitfire chuckled.

"I can just imagine you becoming an Alicorn, that would be the craziest thing!" Spitfire said before taking swig of her barely touched cider. Dash laughed.

"Yeah, like, imagine if you got magic, and you had this fake horn to use it, and then later you become an ACTUAL Alicorn somehow! How crazy would that be?" Dash said before taking a swig of her own.

"That sounds like a story worthy of......7 years of development I'd say!" Fleetfoot chuckled before turning back to Soarin. "Go on, read the next one!" She cheered. Soarin took a black card and began to read.

"I'm going on a cleanse this week. Nothing but Kale Juice and Blank!" He read. The others all began looking through their hands, with Fleetfoot and Spitfire putting theirs in first, and Dash eventually putting hers in as well. With all of the cards in, he shuffled and flipped them over.

"I'm going on a cleanse this week. Nothing but Kale Juice and....The blood of foals?" Soarin read, his expression turning upside down faster that a sonic rainboom. Spitfire chuckled.

"I heard it keeps you young." She said jokingly. Fleetfoot simply stared in horror.

"And you would know that....HOW?!" Fleetfoot asked with a shout. Spitfire simply chuckled.

"I have my secrets." She responded simply with a wink. Dash giggled a little from her clearly joking demeanor. Fleetfoot scooted her chair a few inches away from Spitfire. Soarin continued.

"I'm going on a cleanse this week. Nothing but Kale Juice and Some God Damn Peace and Quiet!" Soarin shouted with a laugh near the end. The others also shared on the laughter.

"Sounds like he needs this week of cleansing." Spitfire commented. Soarin nodded before reading the final card.

"I'm going on a cleanse this week. Nothing but Kale Juice and.........pffft, Doin' it in the butt." He snickered through the card. The others burst into laughter.

"Okay, the buttsex sounds great, but I will NEVER drink kale juice again." Dash said. Spitfire raised an eyebrow.

"Why is that Dash?" She asked.

"Cause Kale Juice tastes like a Kirin ejaculated into a blender." Dash answered. Fleetfoot howled with laughter, while Soarin failed to hold in his laughs.

"Wow Dash, I also didn't know you liked butt stuff." Fleetfoot teased. Dash rubbed the back of her head with a shrug.

"Eh, anything would be better than Kale Juice. That's all I'm saying. Now go on Soarin, who won?" Dash asked. Soarin looked back over the cards before tapping the winner.

"Some God Damn Peace and Quiet wins!" He revealed. Spitfire's hoof shot into the air in victory before taking her black card winnings. Fleetfoot let her head slam against the table.

"How is she winning?!" Fleetfoot shouted. Dash chuckled at Fleet's reaction.

"Don't worry Fleet, it's only round 2, we can turn it around. Now, it's my turn...."

Author's Note

Scores:

Rainbow Dash - 2

Spitfire - 3

Fleetfoot - 1

Soarin - 2