Friendship is Recovering

Chapter 4

I walked, folowing the purple unicorn's directions, towards the bar. Suprisingly, I got there without any more incidents happening to me. Mostly because I was half limping to try to keep the weight off my hurt hoof but it was healed by the time I got to the bar. As I entered into the bar, I smirked for a half second. It faded away as I entered into the building. It was exactly as I thought a bar would have: Many people... ponys, a bar with stools, and a shelf behind it full of wines and the water of life. Water of life is just one of my old terms for alcohol. I am somewhat old fashioned, being a treasure hunter and all.

I made my way up to the bar where I saw a pony whose body shined like gold with silver hair, tending to the other ponys at the bar. I walked up to a stool and got his attention, "Excuse me but can you give me one of your recomended strong drinks?" I asked.

"Sure, you look like you really need one." he answered. As he went to get the drink, I looked to my right and noticed another pony hanging around the bar. It was a blue pony with light blue hair. I noticed he wasn't getting any drinks, which was odd for someone who hangs around in a bar. Strangly enough when I turned forward to wait for my drink, I felt like I knew him from somewhere. I shook my head, I did not know any ponys other than the ones who have introduced themselves to me.

As the bartender set the drink down in front of me, I completely ignored the fact that I had hooves instead of hands and picked up the glass and took a good drink out of it. When I set the glass down my mind paused to think. Wait... How did I just pick up that glass? I asked myself in my head. I think I should pretend I still have hands instead of hooves. I answered to myself in my head. The drinks effects then took a hold of me and I started to feel the effects almost immediately. It wasn't enough for me to slur my words, but it was enough for me to have my thoughts become a bit fuzzy. I did not anticipate the bartender speaking to me once again. "Hey, you don't look like you are from around this town." he said. I simply nodded to him and took one more drink out of my glass. As I set it down he asked me a question, "So, what is your name?" I couldn't blame him for being curious so I answered him.

"My name is John." I said with a bit of a gruff tone to my voice. I saw he looked a bit uneasy but he hid it easily.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Sparx." He said to me with an eagerness to his voice. Is that a name for a dragonfly? My snarky part of my head said. I shoved the snarky part of my head into a bed of nails, I was not going to insult the bartender who could hurt me. I saved my snark for certain moments, and this is not one of them.

"Right, Sparx can you give me another drink then?" I asked him with a deadpan tone.

"Right away John." He replied happily, obviously happy to be selling so much to me. As he went to get the drink, I noticed the blue pony walking over to me. He sat next to me, I pretended to not notice him.

"It is good to see that Sparx made another friend." He said to me.

"I am not his friend." I said to the pony in a serious tone. I swore to myself I would not make any friends after what happened to me. I don't care if they are not human. They are all eager to stab me in the back  as soon as my back is turned.

"With the way you acted towards him, I thought you would be one." He said.

"It's just common sence to not piss off the bartender. I don't mess around, and I most CERTAINLY would never insult someone unless they deserve it!" I said in a angered voice. I was not loud enough to gather attention, but I was just loud enough to proove my point to the blue pony. As he was going to speak again I heard a scream from behind me. I took a drink out of my glass and turned around. I was suprised to see that the red pony from earlier was trying to get a purple pony out of the building, but the purple pony pulled out a knife. Pyro did not look openly worried but I imagined he was very worried inside of himself. As much as I disliked him at first, I was not going to let him get hurt. So I turn back around, put my glass down, got up, and walked towards the purple pony.

"I ask you again, Leave or else I will have to hurt you." Pyro said with a bit of anger in his voice. I knew that tone of voice was trying to hide his fear. He must have his burny-power thing at a minimum. That, or the other is just extremely drunk.

"How about, no. So why don't you try it then!" He taunted drunkenly at Pyro. Yep. Drunk.

I was not in any mood to listen to an exchange of insults, so I just walked past Pyro. He looked at me suprised, but I did not care of his reaction to me. I walked up to the purple pony, who went through on his threat to Pyro and took a swing at me with the knife. I easily used my left foreleg to block his swing in mid-air, and used my right foreleg to make him drop the knife. As the knife hit the floor I quickly scooped it up and put it in my bag. I was suprised I actualy had my bag in the first place, but I pushed that mystery for examining another day.

"How-!" He started to say, but I uppercutted him to interupt his sentence. I assumed Pyro was releived but I'm sure he would have anger on his face.

"Now that's done, leave me alone." I said for everypony to hear. As they all resumed their business I started to walk out of the building. Before I went through the door, I took a look back at the bar. I noticed the blue pony holding his head like he had a headache, I did not think it was serious however so I walked through the door after opening it. After all that happened I was pretty tired, so I decided it would be better to go back to the park and sleep on a bench. I've slept on benches before, they're actually not the most horrible place to sleep. With that in my head, I made my way towards the park so I could get some sleep.

When I reached the park I looked around for a bench. When I found one I walked over to it and layed down on the bench. I did not know why these ponys had benches, but I didn't really care anyways. I had a place to sleep for now and that was all I needed. Before I closed my eyes I thought I saw something moving, as soon as I looked in the direction of the movement it was gone. I shook my head in a mix of confusion and denial, and layed my head down on the bench. As I closed my eyes to the feeling of wood on my stomach, I thought about how my day went. I met ponys for the first time... I got a drink... and managed to save Pyro from being slashed with a knife... Yep it's just a crazy day for me. I was not entirely sure why I couldn't feel wood below me, but I was more in a dream state so I barely noticed anything happening to me. However, I felt like when I opened my eyes, I would see something that I would not enjoy ever doing.