Creative Thought

by Awesomedude17

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, Comedy, Romance
Length: 4545

Sometimes, love doesn't come from looks and symbols.

Envision is a creative pony. It's his special talent, the thought bubble on his flank proves it.

What he does with these creative thoughts, is venting these creations, and he does it in various ways, and multiple aliases.

One night, one public alias, DJ Red Flag, a renowned house DJ and producer, sees a pretty mare down at the bar. His very first thoughts upon seeing her?

"That's a nice flank she's got."

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-06-13 19:28:21 UTC

Strobing Lights

Creative Thought

By Awesomedude17

The middle of the day, bright and sunny. Most of Canterlot was up and about, buy and selling, chatting and conversing, and in general, going about their regular days, awake.

Not the same for two ponies, sharing a room in the hotel.

The one in the bed closest to the window was a white unicorn with a neon blue mane, and a music note cutie mark. Her name was Vinyl Scratch, but is better known by her stage name, DJ Pon-3. A highly successful hip-hop DJ, she is currently in the middle of her tour that ended in this very city. Rumor has it that even Celestia would be participating in the show, so she had to rest up for tonight.

In the other bed a stallion, a red unicorn with a yellow mane, and a thought bubble cutie mark. His name was Envision Life, a pony, who just couldn't stop thinking about ideas. He found that these ideas would actually make him some big bucks, so he decided to go on to releasing these thoughts.

It was only after his first outing that he realized that a pony like this might not be so stable, so he made up a name during the second one, and then the third, and fourth...

Before he knew it, he was managing 9 separate personas, each with a different job.

For tonight, he would be DJ Red Flag, a world renowned house producer and DJ. While the mare in the other bed might be better at playing music, he was undeniably better at 'making' music, and making it flow. He would be ending his tour at Vinyl's concert.

Hours passed and it became night. The alarm clocks rang. Both tried to slap down the clocks, and did so after a few attempts. Envision lifted himself out of bed and popped his neck.

"OO, dat was a nice rest-up." Envision said in a Manehattan accent.

"Yep, dat was a good day, now, wash up an' get ready, we gots a concert to get to." Vinyl said in an accent that resembles an ghetto accent.

"Whatever, we just gots to sit there, and amuse the pretty mares."

"Is dat all you're gonna think about, their flanks?"

"I know you will."

Vinyl piped up, it had been a few years since she came out to her family, and another two just to tell the media.

"Shu... shut up you big-headed jerkface!"

"Oh yeah, sure I will." Envision went into the bathroom and closed the door. Vinyl shook her head and looked throught her items. Her recent addition to her tools was rather simple, a laptop. It housed many of the songs she would play tonight, including a song she called, 'The Grand Finale'.

"Oh yeah, dis will be good."

Envision came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his head and looked to the mare.

"Your turn."

"Fine fine, I'm goin'." Vinyl went into the bathroom and closed the door. Envision looked through his own tools. And knew that it would be the same-old stuff. Hit play, tricks, mix, repeat until done.

Seems simple right?

Took Envision 4 years just to get a moderately okay mix done, and that was just at home.

He shook his head and sighed. And then his phone rang. He picked it up and spoke.

"Yello?"

"Hey Red!"

"Chip, good on ya, what are ya doing?"

"Oh, same stuff, same stuff. Guys at scheduling done screwed up and booked a gig after your gig."

"Which is after Vinyl's gig."

"Really, Pon-3's gonna be there?"

"Yes."

"Dang man, that's cool, that's friggin' cool.

"Yeah yeah, listen Chip Tune, ya gonna marry dat mare yet?"

"Just proposed last night, she said yes."

"Sweet. Listen up, 'cause I will be listening."

"Then prepare your butt for a great set."

"Yeah, I get it. Catch you later deadmau5."

"Catch you later, beach."

Envision hung up the phone and Vinyl came out of the bathroom, shaking the excess water off her coat.

"Ya ready, Butthead?"

"Yeah, I'm ready girl."

"Then lets go!"

The two grabbed their respective gear and went out of the hotel. A chariot would pull them to the nightclub where they'll be playing.

-30 minutes later, at Club de Solaris-

Vinyl and Envision were preparing for tonight's show..

"SOUND CHECK!"

The bass began to play as Vinyl hit play and a basic, and more mainstream hip-hop song began to play. Envision covered his ears, not at the noise, but at the general sound.

"What's the matter, dude?" Vinyl asked, looking over the deck.

"Dat song is what's wrong, it sounds like garbage!"

"Whatever, it's not even in tonight's act."

"Thank Celestia."

"Not grungy enough."

"Stop... just stop Vinyl."

"Fine..." Vinyl hit play again and the song stopped. Envision shook his head and looked at the DJ. "Still hating my preference, I see?"

"Still as annoying as a mule. No offence."

"None taken." A random mule said, working on the lighting system above the stage.

"Yeah, whatever, get backstage, show's on in 30." Vinyl said.

"Sure, I'll just wait for..."

"The most awesome producer in all of Equestria, and all the other less fun countries."

Envision turned and saw a white earth pony stallion with a black, short cropped mane, and a green baseball cap on backwards. He had a motherboard cutie mark and had several tattoos all over his body. Envision recognized him immediately.

"Chip, good to see ya!"

"Same for you, long face." Chip replied with a trollish tone.

"You have a long face too."

"Everypony does, your snout just happens to be the longest."

"Mine's no longer than anypony's, so shut."

"Sure, go on bro. Hey listen, I'm going to show my latest mau5head for tonight."

"Oh really, hope it ain't dat bad like the first one this tour."

Envision got a playful punch in the shoulder and got a good laugh at that.

"New song ready?" Chip asked.

"Hay yeah, gonna drop it mid-show."

"Sweet, let's get backstage."

"Whatever you say."

The two went backstage as the room began to fill up with people who paid for the concert. Scanning the floor, she saw her best friend, Pinkie was among the crowd with the rest of her friends, and true to the rumor, Princess Celestia was actually here, but in a more luxurious, elevated area. About 20 minutes later, the lights dimmed down, and Vinyl tapped the mic.

"Hello Club de Solaris, dis is DJ Pon-3 speakin', ready to play for all of my fans!"

The crowd roared.

"I'm sorry, what was dat? I couldn't hear you!"

The crowd roared louder.

"Dat's more like it! Who's ready?"

"WE ARE!"

"YOU REALLY ARE?!"

"YES!"

"Then let's do dis!"

As Envision and Chip Tune sat backstage while the music began to play, the two began a conversation.

"So Chip," Envision started. "When's the wedding?"

"A few months, a day after the Summer Sun Festival."

"Cool."

"Vinyl's still hot though."

"One, you're engaged. Two, she's gay."

"Still..." Chip shrugged. Envision got up and began to walk to the door.

"I'm goin' to the bar."

"Don't get wasted, you still got a set."

"I know!" And with that, Envision was out of the room. He walked out to see a familiar sight, strobing lights, loud music, and ponies dancing like there's no tomorrow.

Too bad it ain't house. Envision wasn't a fan of hip-hop, but he could tolerate it. He began to trot around dancing ponies, avoiding a stray pony who hopped himself on a 'substance', as you termed it. After about five minutes, he sees the haven of alcohol, and begins to trot to it. As he get's closer, he notices a mare sitting there. She was white, and had diamonds on her flank.

Dat's a nice flank she's got. Envision thought to himself, sitting himself right next to her.

"I need alcohol now. Give anything, but not too strong, I got a job to do."

"Fine then." The barkeep said, taking bottles and beginning to mix up a drink. Envision decided to talk up the mare he's sitting next to.

"What are you doin' in dis place, you don't seem like one to sit through dis."

"Well," the mare spoke in a cultured accent. "I'm only here because it happens to be my best friend's birthday, and she wanted to come here, with all of her friends."

"WOOO!!! YEAH PON-3!!! MIX THAT!!!" Envision turned to a rainbow maned pegasus, hovering, and plain as day drunk. He turned to the mare, and finally noticed that she was a unicorn.

"Tell me you don't know her." He said in an amused tone.

"Listen, what is it that you want?"

"I was wonderin' if ya wanted to go backstage with me."

"Sorry, but you're not my type."

"Whoa there. What makes ya think I'm not your type? You only just barely met me."

"Your tone, and what your mannerisms are tell the tale." When the mare finished, Envision got his drink, which he took with his magic.

"Huh, I'm offended young lady."

"What? How did I offend you?"

"You judged me based on what little you know me. You have to know stallions better if you're gonna get a date one day."

"Are you saying that I'm shallow?" The mare stepped away from the bar in an offended manner.

"Your words, not mine." Envision shrugged, taking a sip from his drink. He didn't like the taste so he placed it on the bar and trotted away.

"And where are you going?" The unicorn asked.

"Backstage, and you're not comin'."

"Very well, I never wanted to go anyway."

"Win-win for both of us." Envision disappeared among the crowds and soon found himself entering backstage.

"So, what happened?" Chip asked.

"A mare dat's really sour." Envision replied.

"Really, try to hook up with her?"

"Yeah, but 'I'm not her type.' She don't know me."

"Didn't."

"What are ya..."

"She didn't, but now she does. You acted like a jerk."

"Me, if anything..."

"You both acted like jerkoffs. I should know, I'm one myself."

"I..." Envision sighed in defeat. "Fine, I'll say sorry, if I knew her."

"If?"

"She never told me her name."

"Cutie mark?"

"Three diamonds."

"Crud, don't know nobody like that."

"Yeah..."

"What about her wingmare?"

"She didn't have one, but there was a rainbow maned mare that..."

"Wait, that had to my man's daughter. Oh horseapples! I forgot it's her birthday."

"Who in Celestia's beard are you talking about?"

"Forget it, I got to find a way to sneak in a birthday song for the birthday girl."

"AUGH, you're useless!"

"Shut up."

Rarity still found herself angry at that rude stallion who just up and said that she was shallow and uncouth. She had just told the story to her friends.

"And he just walked away. Such a ruffian!"

"I dunno Rares, he could've just been tryin' tah pick ya up." Applejack pointed out.

"He wasn't my type."

"You really think that?" Pinkie asked.

"Of course!"

"Well, did you even judge based on his pick-up line?" Pinkie asked in a semi-shocked tone.

"Pick-up line?"

"He didn't say anything witty to seduce you?" Pinkie was full out yelling now.

"I, no, I... Oooh, I'm so ashamed at myself now."

"BUCK YEAH, PON-3!" Rainbow yelled out.

"Should we get her out of here?" Twilight asked.

"Only if she hurts somepony." Applejack replied.

"Girls, what should I do?" Rarity asked.

"Find out who he is, of course."

"What's his name?" Pinkie asked.

"I... never asked."

"Oh... crudcakes. Guess we may have to try and move on I guess... Unless..." Pinkie put a hoof to her chin.

"Unless what?"

"Unless he said something important."

"Thank ya everypony, now get ready for the steady beats of DJ Red Flag!" Vinyl yelled as she finished her set. She soon left the set and the next DJ came up. Rarity widened her eyes and gasped

"Wait just a minute, that's the stallion!"

"Guess it's my turn." Envision went to the upper levels and came to see Vinyl trot into the hallway.

"Great job, the crowd's riled up." Envision congratulated Vinyl.

"Yep, knock 'em dead." Vinyl replied with a playful punch to the shoulder. The two DJs chuckled as Envision went onto the turntables. He took out his laptop and hooked it up to the sound system. He tilted his neck and tapped the mic.

"Everypony ready to rock!?"

The crowd cheered.

"What was dat!?"

The crowd cheered louder.

"Nice guys, you are. Let's get dis started."

It was time. But as he put on the first song, he noticed that particular mare he was such a jerk to.

He'd apologise after his set, right now, he had a job to do.

And business was good.

Lights flashed, steady BPM of one hundred, twenty-eight, loud noises, smooth transitions between songs.

Before he knew it, he was finished, and ready to quiet down the noises.

"Thank you all. Up next, the one, the only, DEADMAU5!"

The crowd cheered, and the lights dimmed. Envision trotted to the backstage room where he would relax, knowing that his tour was over.

"Great job out there Red." Chip put a party hat on Envision's head, who just rolled his eyes in response.

"Thanks Chip."

"No seriously, you were awesome!"

"Yeah, I was. But dat don't make insulting dat mare any different." Envision took his hat off.

"Umm, yeah, about that."

"You let her in, didn't you?"

"And her friends too."

"And they're behind me, aren't they?"

"No, actually, they're in Vinyl's room."

"Of course they are, I would've noticed dem. Imma go see dem now."

"Later dog."

"Buck off." Envision closed the door behind him and left to see Vinyl.

"Well bucking, buck you too, you bucker!"

Envision knew that Chip Tune had a language problem. He honestly didn't care much for it at the moment, or any other for that matter.

All he wanted was to say sorry for being a jerk.

Soon, he was in front of the room. He took a deep breath, and knocked.

"Come in, dere's room 'ere!" Vinyl yelled from the other side of the door. Envision went in, and true to Chip's word, six mares, plus the DJ, were there. You immediately saw the mare you insulted, and trotted to her.

"Hey dere." He said.

"Hello." The mare replied. He knew by her tone that she was sorry too, so he just went right for it.

"Look, I can tell you're sorry, and I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have been such a big jerk."

"Like you always are?"

"Shut up Vinyl." Envision replied in a annoyed monotone, before going back to the tone he wanted to say. "I..."

"Say no more, I'm sorry too. I should not have judged you simply by your tone and looks. It was rather shallow of me, and I apologise."

"Apology accepted." Envision held out his hoof, which Rarity grasped and shook. A bit unusual for the stallion, but hay, they got the idea.

"Hooray, they made up!" Yelled the pink pony.

"Right, the name's Envision."

"I thought it was Red Flag." The purple unicorn tilted her head.

"Oh, dat's just a stage name, we DJs do it all da time. You honestly don't think dat deadmau5 is dat guy's name now, do ya?"

"... Point taken." The mare cleared her throat and began to speak. "My name is Twilight Sparkle."

"Cool."

"Name's Applejack pardner."

"Charmed."

"I'm Pinkie Pie and I'm friends with Vinyl there!"

"Really?" Envision looked to see the unicorn shrug, and take a drink from her bottle.

"Yeah... und I'm... I'm Rrr... rrr... Rainbow Dahsh... hehe."

"Somepony get her some water, she's not gonna like her hangover. Believe me, I've been through it." Envision said.

"Right, because water dilates the alcohol in the bloodstream, reducing its..."

"Listen Book Smarts, I told you what to do, and we know what happens. No need to get all scientific here for a simple idea that we know works." Envision interrupted Twilight. See looked at the DJ, and blushed.

"HAHA... Twilight, yer a nerd... aaaaaand, I'm blacking out now." Rainbow fell backwards and was soon in a drunken sleep.

"Too late." Envision said, looking at the passed out drunk. She looked to see a butter colored mare, somewhat timid at getting close.

"And what your name?"

"Umm, it's Fluttershy."

"What was dat?" Envision held his head closer to the mare.

"I'm Fluttershy."

"What?"

The mare let out a droned out squeak of fear. He knew these shy types, so he just went with plan b.

"What's her name?" He asked Twilight.

"Fluttershy. She's very shy."

"I would guess."

"And I guess I should introduce myself. My name's Rarity."

"Nice to meet you Rarity."

"Well, you did get what you wanted, right?"

"I guess, based on your reaction, I just know you wouldn't have a good time with me, right?"

Rarity deadpanned and shook her head.

"Stallions, always expecting their mares to put out."

"Not me, only 10% of the mares I see do dat, and dat's when dey realize I'm famous." Envision raised his hooves in his own defence.

"Hmm... then you must have knew what would happen."

"Oh hay yeah. Umm, we should get her a cab." Envision pointed at the passed out Rainbow Dash, who was drooling on the floor.

"Erm, right. We should send her home."

"And now, for our main event, deadmau5!!!

Envision looked over to the ponies still conscious, and gave the biggest smirk he could muster.

"How about we just put her on the couch while we go to the VIP booth."

"VIP!" Rainbow woke up immediately and dashed to the DJ. "REALLY!"

"Umm, yeah, but no more drinking."

"Really?"

"Yeah, you want to remember dis night, right?"

"Right! Hey, that rhymsh!"

"Yeah, and somepony get her some water!"

Everypony laughed and followed the DJ to the VIP room, above the crowd. He slid a card that unlocked the room, and went in to see two mares there. It was a no brainer who they were.

"Hello Princesses, did ya enjoy my show?" Envision spoke.

"Very much so, Red Flag." Celestia replied, looking over to the group. "And I see you already made friends with my faithful student, Twilight."

"Wait, student?" Envision looked over to see the bookworm blush in embarrassment.

"Alright, I better not get anymore surprises today, I'm completely burned!" Envision trotted over to the couch as the mau5 began to trot slowly to his unique stage: a cube like structure. He was wearing a helmet that resembled a zombified face.

He even trotted in a sluggish manner.

"EPP! T-t-t-that is s-s-so scary..." Fluttershy said, cowering behind Pinkie.

"Relax, he likes to be scary, and to make people feel stupid."

Deadmau5 cracked his neck, and the helmet fell off, revealing a neckline, with no head.

"AHHH!!!"

"Relax, illusionary magic from a mare we hired."

"Who?" Twilight asked.

"Me."

Everypony turned to see a azure mare with a wand cutie mark, focusing her magic to make an illusion of being from the undead.

"Trixie?"

"You know her?" Envision asked.

"Yeah, I know her." Twilight replied, a bit suspicious.

"Relax, Trixie is only doing this because she has nothing better to do. Nothing more, nothing less." As soon as Chip put his 'head' back on, Trixie stopped the illusion and hopped down from her spot.

"Great job Trixie, you gonna be great one day." Envision congratulated.

"Yes, quite. Trixie will be taking her pay now."

"We all get paid at the same time. And cut out the dang third-pony talk."

"Fine, be that way."

The set had just begun. Music filled the air.

"You girls are gonna enjoy dis."

It begins.

Afterparty

Creative Thought

By Awesomedude17

"YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

As the final set ended, the mau5 waved dopely at the crowd, seemingly acting stupid.

It was exactly what Envision was expecting from the stallion. The dude was very crazy indeed.

"Well then, Trixie will take her pay now." Trixie said in a stuck-up tone.

"We'll get our paycheck yet, but for now, ya better get backstage." Envision said.

"Very well then Red Flag, The Talented and Illusionary Trixie will go backstage then."

"Yeah yeah, and cut out dat third-pony crud, it's dull and kinda douchey."

"Wha... how..."

"He's kinda right Trixie, not that I'd say those exact words." Twilight nodded, eyes closed.

"...Fine, I'll be backstage." Trixie went to a nearby ladder and began to climb down.

"Let's go, we got an afterparty, and dere is bound to be some girls backstage dat want a piece of everypony who played, and a few guys too." Envision opened the door out of the room.

"Guysh..." Rainbow slurred.

"Gotta account for da coltcuddlers too."

"Makes perfect sense. It was very nice to see you again Twilight Sparkle."

"Very nice to see you too, Princess."

The two laughed a bit and they went their separate ways.

"Ah never knew the princess was into this kinda music." Applejack said.

"Ya know, when ya live as long as her, ya probably want tah change a few things in ya life tah make things... less dull." Vinyl said.

"Totally." Envision replied.

Applejack nodded. "Huh, guess that make lotta sense."

"Just like her face."

"Bug off, horseface!" Vinyl yelled, making Envision smirk.

Several minutes later, everyone was backstage. Trixie and Chip were chatting a bit. Not wanting to listen in, Envision just went to the minibar to grab a soda.

"Well, I must say, he was actually very good." Rarity said.

"Buck yeah, I am!" Chip Tune yelled out. Rarity cringed at the language, and looked at Envision.

"What can I say, he's a vulgar SOB."

"...Fine then. Wait, don't you..."

"Listen to music after our shows? Ya kiddin', right?"

"First off, it is rude to interrupt a lady."

"Duly noted."

"Second, why not?"

"Simply sayin', we kinda sick of listenin' to house and hip-hop and dubstep and all dat. We need a break. We're done with de tours." Envision took a long drag of soda and sighed in content.

"Makes... quite a bit of sense actually."

"Yeah, yeah." Envision caught something in the corner of his, turned his head and smirked.

"Look look, Vin's totally checkin' out ya friend's flank."

"Excuse me?" Rarity turned her head to see Vinyl, staring at Pinkie Pie's flank, clear as day.

"So she is... I'm a fashion designer, so I don't follow the music industry much. I wouldn't have guess she would've been..."

"Is it, how ya say, 'fancyin' the same sex?'"

"Yes, exactly."

"Ya know, I was one of da first to know dat."

"Really? How?" Rarity moved a bit closer to hear what he was going to say.

"Family secret." Envision said with a smug look, until he realized what he just said.

"Family secret? Not so secret now, isn't it?" Rarity replied smugly.

Envision moved his head closer to the white mare and spoke in a low, serious tone, through gritted teeth.

"Not. One. Word. Got it."

Rarity pouted, but then nodded with a manure-eating smile.

"Very well, she has to be your sister then." Rarity whispered.

"Yeah. Not. Another. Word." Envision continued.

"Very well, your secret's safe with me."

"Oh, hey guys, did you all know that Vinyl's Envision's sister!"

"Of for the love of... CHIP!"

"Dammit Chip."

Chip laughed, giving the most annoying look he could muster.

Bucking dick. Envision thought to himself.

"Wait, what! I never knew that!" Pinkie hopped moved to Envision. "You are..." Pinkie moved almost instantly to Vinyl's side. "...this mare's brother! That is so exciting, areyouexcited,becauseI'mexcitedandthey'resiblings. Thiscallsforapartywithcakeandstreamersandpunchandchimicherrychangas!"

As Pinkie babbled on, Envision and Vinyl turned towards the mau5.

"We're not friends anymore." Vinyl simply said.

"Whatever, I got what I wanted." Chip laid himself back, putting his hooves behind his head.

"Time for revenge."

"What are you talking about, Envision?"

"Hey guys, ever heard about the time he went for several days without food, and passed out in the middle of the..."

Chip tackled the DJ and snarled at him.

"YOU BUCKING..."

Envision kicked off the rabid producer and used his magic to produce a pool cue. Chip grabbed the nearest beer bottle with his mouth and smashed it on the counter. The two soon dashed at each other and the rest is history.

"Okay, Mister Chip Tune and Mister Envision Creativity, you are both out on bail."

Envision had a black eye, several cuts along his body, many bruises, and a swollen front hoof, which had an ice pack on. Chip had a red mark in between the eyes, a bloodied nose, and a twisted ankle. The two looked to see two mares. One was Rarity, the other was a peach colored unicorn mare with a raven black mane and green eyes, and a tattoo kit cutie mark, with several tattoos all over her body. Both were clearly unhappy.

"Oh, hey honey..." Chip said meekly.

"Hey honey? That's all you have to say? Do you realize what you just did?"

"Hey, he pissed me off!"

"DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU JUST DID, DO YOU WANT TO GET DEPORTED TO CLOPTARIO BEFORE OUR WEDDING!"

"Tattoo Kit, I can tell you're angry..."

"Angry. Oh, angry doesn't EVEN BEGIN TO DESCRIBE IT!" The mare used her magic to grab Chip's ear and began to pull him out of the station.

"Oh, ow owowow!"

"You should have known better, you moron! Do you realize how much bail was? You're lucky you didn't kill somepony! I can't believe you just..." The voice faded as the two left the station. Envision looked to see Rarity, with a look of annoynce, rather than hate. She opened her mouth to speak.

"I know you didn't mean to anger that... ruffian, but you should have known better."

"Yeah, I should have." Envision rubbed the back of his head. "Danks for bailin' me out."

"Not a problem darling, it was the generous thing to do."

"So, how much?"

"175 bits."

"I'll pay ya back, I promise." Envision said in a calm tone.

"Really now? And why?"

"My mess, ya cleaned it up a bit. I could repay ya. It's easy for me."

"I'd assume so."

"Yeah. Hey, where do ya live?"

"Oh, I live in Ponyville."

"Ponyville? Wow, I actually have a summer home there, and guess what..."

"The Summer Sun celebration is just around the corner." Rarity said in a somewhat confused tone.

"Yeah, and after I'm done payin' the fines, I'm gonna be in Ponyville for the summer, chillin'!"

"How... wonderful..."

"Yep, gonna see ya a lot dis summer. Dat's in..."

"One week."

The two were soon outside the building after signing some paperwork.

"Court's in two days. Gonna see ya for da summer."

"Alright then, but you're still rather unruly."

"And you need to learn how to relax." Envision emphasised the sentence with swaying forelegs.

"I'll relax with the spa, thank you."

"Whatever floats ya boat, Rarity. I'll be seein' ya."

"As will I. Good luck."

"Later." The two separated, and went their separate ways. Not many ponies recognized the beat up stallion, but considering how he was just beat up to a pulp, he got off easy actually.

He had a summer to relax, and enjoy himself.