Stallions Being Totally Judgemental

"What the buck are you talking about!? The mare to stallion ratio is BUCKED! I mean it's great that there are a ton of mares to hit on, but when are the stallions gonna get a spot on the throne!?"

The group had gathered in the barn and apple cider had been served in glass mugs. While Applejack sat and took a few awkward sips from her mug, Caramel and Pinkie Pie had spent their time getting into a drunken argument over Equestrian politics. Pinkie felt that the reason for a lack of stallions in power was simply due to the current rulers exceptional skill at leading peacefully. Caramel felt that there was a conspiracy.

"I'm telling you right now that stallions are being shipped to Saddle Arabia AS SLAVES!" Caramel spat out, with his slur getting worse and worse with every sip he took. "Why do you think we have so much GLUE!?"

Pinkie Pie could only laugh at the ridiculous statement, before she took another greedy gulp from her apple cider. "Whatever Caramel! You're just mad because you can't keep a mare around!" Pinkie Pie responded, getting a loud round of hoots and cheers from the Doctor and NoteWorthy.

"DAAAAAAAMN MARE! Show that plot head whose boss!" NoteWorthy hooted, as he high hoofed the doctor with an unsteady smack.

"You know what!?" Caramel hissed, as he stumbled from his seat at the table. "You're been on my case all day! Just because Twilight doesn't want to hook up with you doesn't mean you have to be such a colt cuddler!" Caramel exclaimed, before he tripped over a wobbling leg and fell into a heap on the floor.

All NoteWorthy could do at this point was laugh his flank off. The poor pegasus fell onto the ground and rolled around the hay covered floor and laughed until his ribs began to burn.

"Get up you two." The Doctor exclaimed, with a small smile on his face. "Y'all are going to knock over the apple cider!"

After the two stallions managed to drag themselves off pf the barn's dirty floor, the group sat in a comfortable silence and went back to taking sips from their mugs. Pinkie Pie, however, had something that was really bugging her.

How could she keep this a secret from her best friends? She thought bitterly, as she took a quick glance at the orange mare who happened to be joking around around with the Doctor. Well everyone but Rainbow Dash. Pinkie Pie mentally added, as she recalled the sweaty pegasus shamefully floating away from the barn.

"You're crazy! Griffons have them crazy beaks and those sharp claws!" Applejack exclaimed, as she waved her hooves in a predatory manner, effectively mimicking a scorpion who was preparing to strike down it's prey with its tail. "How can ya kiss something that has a beak that could rip skin from your bones!?

"Hey I was just a dumb colt and she WAS pretty cute!" The Doctor chuckled, as he waved his glass mug around in exasperation. "I believe her name was Emia..... Emia something. I can't remember." The doctor admitted with a small shrug. "All I know is that I'm never going to tell Derpy."

"You might not, But I will." NoteWorthy threatened, as he tried to pull bits of hay from his dirty wings. "I'd PAY to see you get beaten down by Derpy."

"Applejack?" Pinkie Pie called, drawing all the attention from the slightly inebriated group

"What is it Pinkie?" Applejack asked raised eyebrow and flushed cheeks.

"Why didn't you tell anypony else about....being a fillyfooler." The pink pony asked this question with a strained voice and a few tears in her eyes. "I thought we were your best friends? Well Rainbow Dash already knows, but why didn't you tell anypony else?"

The orange mare in question let loose a deep sigh before she focused her attention on her pink friend. "Honestly? I was kind of worried about splittin up the group. If Rainbow and I split up than we wouldn't be the Elements of Harmony anymore." Applejack stated, as she set her mug on the table with a noisy clink. "If we kept it a secret than we could handle any problems we had on our own."

"Oh." Pinkie muttered silently. The party loving pony's mane had deflated and her face held a hurt expression.

"Aw shucks Pinkie. I didn't mean ta hurt you. I just didn't want to anything to keep us from bein friends." Applejack admitted, as she looked over at her friend with sad, green eyes.

"You promise?"

"Stick a cupcake in my eye." Applejack said, as she shoved a metaphorical pastry into her eye as a part of  sacred promise that she dared not break. She still had plenty of nightmares after the last promise she broke.

This was enough to re inflate Pinkie's mane into its typical, poofy state and plaster a cheesy grin on her, once sad, face. "We should throw a party! A coming out of the stable party! WE'll have rainbow hats and rainbow cake and rainbow PUNCH!" Pinkie Pie exclaimed, squealing at all of the wonderful ideas that seemed to be flooding her mind.

"Maybe you should invite Caramel. I think it's about time he came out of the stable to." NoteWorthy snickered, as he dodged a sluggish hoof from the intoxicated Caramel. "Dude you should be proud of who you are! No need to get so violent."

Oddly enough, Big Mac had kept a small smile on his face throughout his time with the group in the barn. He simply sat at his chair and downed a few mugs of apple cider in silent peace. With a disdainful grunt, he slammed his empty mug onto the table. "Anypony else feelin like another round of cider?"

A loud, but expected, cheer erupted inside the barn.

2 hours and 1 keg of cider later

Big Mac could handle a few drinks every now and then, but he knew he had over done it as soon as he began to regain a semblance of consciousness. He couldn't see but he knew that his head was throbbing like a motherbucker and his mouth was cracked and dry.

The large stallion tried to pick himself up , he soon found that he was unable to move an inch. He had been restrained by his hooves and he had no idea where he was or who had taken the time to do this to him.

"H-Hello?" He called in a weak voice.

His call was met with the sound of hooves clooping against a wooden floor. The sound of a door opening filled his ears with a painful screech, filling the room with a dim light.

"Hello Big Mac."