This Ain't Compendium: Holidays

Downtown, Ponyville

The downtown had much more activity than other places of the small village: as fillies were trotting from house to house, asking for candy, other ponies were participating in the folkloric games available for anypony on the streets. On the kiosk, located in front of the townshall, there was a renowned symphonic group of four ponies playing subtle tunes to liven up the atmosphere.

Meanwhile, a bolt of green lightning formed near the small building, spawning a couple of unicorns shortly after. As Nikolai was looking around and remembering the last time he was here, Richtofen giggled with enthusiasm and said:

“Here we are, Nik. Feel free to join ze celebrations.”

“Celebration?” He asked confused as he was still looking around, “what kind of fucked up celebration involves horses dressing up like capitalist monsters?” He stood silent for a moment, “not that is exactly normal to be a talking horse with horn or wings, though.”

“Silly Nikolai. No matter”, he grinned and said: “I shall show you the wonders of this place!”

“Just show me where I can drink without being disturbed by any horse.” He replied slightly annoyed.

“Sure! But first...” The green unicorn didn’t finish his sentence. He gasped when he spotted a stallion with light gold coat, bright yellow with bright amber mane and bright pistachio colored eyes. He grinned and said loudly as he approached to him: “Burny, what took you so long?”

“Howdy, doc!” The earth pony replied with happiness. “Y’know ah keep mah promises no matter what.” He then spotted the blue unicorn and asked: “oh, hey there. Are ya new here? Ah don’t know ‘cause ah’m just visiting Ponyville!”

“The fuck is wrong with that horse?” Nikolai thought as he just glared at Braeburn. He then looked at Richtofen getting closer to him.

“I’ve been missing you, mein kleine stallion”, he said softly, “I’ve been missing you sooo much.” Suddenly, he kissed the stallion’s cheek.

“What the fuck!?” Nikolai said loudly. “I thought only couples did that kind of stuff.”

“Exactly”, Richtofen replied and he then said with a high pitch tone: “meet mein coltfriend. His name is Braeburn and he’s mein special somepony.”

“That’s, that’s...” He couldn’t replied because he felt startled, “That’s fucking disgusting, Richtofen! You’re supposed to be with woman, or horse, or woman horse!”

“Du don’t understand!” Richtofen replied, “nopony understands our love. Bunch of hypocrites!” He then proceeded to sob while he nuzzled on Braeburn’s mane.

“Shhh, it’s ‘kay doc,” the stallion replied, “no need t’feel sad, ‘kay?” He then turned back to Nikolai and said: “Are ya happy now, unicorn? Ya just made the doc sad.”

“It’s always the same thing”, Richtofen complemented with a tear in his eye, “if two mares say they’re together, everypony accepts. But when two colts say the same, everypony seem to be disgusted.”

Nikolai sighed at their words and said: “I don’t really give a fuck. I need a fucking drink.” He then turned around and walked away from them.

“Erm, who was him?” Braeburn asked confused.

“Someon... Somepony Ich used to consider a friend.” He cleared the tears from his face, tried to smile and said: “Hey, I think we should forget that little incident. Come on, Brae, the night is still young.” He then giggled as he grabbed the stallion’s hoof.

“Sure thing, doc!” He replied with happiness.