(Unrelated to Two Girls, One Cup. I just want to make that clear.)
A bottle, from the future sent to the past, disturbed two unsuspecting mares sleeping on the floor of a bar.
*Warning*
This plotline is not meant to make sense, and is really dumb. Do not take it seriously

I wrote this with my friend darthrex. He added his own little touches and stupid jokes.
You do not have to read the first Two Mares, One Bottle, because I added the last scene from it at the beginning.