Silver groaned a bit as she shifted in her bed. She sighed finding that sweet spot that was just so comfortable that she couldn't help herself. Then something draped itself over her waist and pulled her away from the sweet spot. It pulled her into something larger. She could feel the thin fur of its stomach a hard hoof of the foreleg that wrapped around her.

Silver Bit's groggy mind didn't put two and two together as quickly as she would've hoped. Her eyes shot open quickly when it finally did and she quickly rolled out of the grasp of her guest. As she rolled out of the bed, she took half the sheets with her. Where she had been sleeping soundly, a brown earth pony sat with a surprised look on his face.

"What!?" Tiber said looking around the room for a threat.

"You're in my bed!" After a quick look over of the stallion in her bed, she could feel the blush come to her cheeks. "And nude. You don't see the issue here?"

"I see somepony freaking out over nothing." Tiber said with a yawn.

"Why are you so calm? Oh Faust, what was I thinking last night?"

"We were drunk. Don't you remember last night?"

Silver put her hoof to her head as the hangover started to settle in after the shock of waking up. "Not a lot. Why aren't you hung over?"

"Because I can handle it. You've never head to drive a big boat while hung over."

"Oh my gosh, what was I thinking? I mean, your handsome and nice, but I'm not the kind of mare to do this one the first date. Wait! That wasn't even a date!"

"Calm down." Tiber said getting out of the bed. "I'll go boil you a pot of tea and you take a shower. Alright? After that, we can talk and I'll leave. Sound good?"

Silver thought about Tiber's offer for a minute. "There had better be a lot of sugar in that tea when I get out." Silver Bit said annoyed as she moved off to the bathroom in a huff.

"Now let's just hope that I can think of a way to make myself not look like a total jerk." Tiber mumbled to himself as he left Silver's bedroom.

Silver checked the closet to make sure she had a towel for when she got out. After that she turned the knob marked H and stepped into the stream of water. The water coming from the shower head was ice cold. She shivered as she felt goose bumps start coming up on her skin beneath her fur. As the water started to warm up she shook the cold from her body and just sat beneath the torrent of water as it started getting hotter.

Her thoughts raced. What was she thinking!? Sleeping with some guy she just met. Though the memories of the cab ride home started coming back as the water started getting hotter and hotter. Sure he was nice and they both hated Manehatten. But other than that what did she know about him? For all she knew he was a total jackass trying to buy some time to think of some way to not seem like one.

What would Fixette say about it? Oh by Celestia's beard. What would Autumn Spark say about it? Nah, she was more concerned about what Fixette would think. After all, she just had sex with one of her best friend's brother! After what wasn't even a date! She would have shouted more at herself more if a sudden searing pain from all over her body hadn't snapped her out of it.

The water was now steaming before it even hit her body. She jumped out of the shower's path, towards the knobs. She quickly turned the knob for cold and stuck her hoof out into the water stream. She waited until it became warm and stepped back under. How long had she been in here? A few minutes, an hour? Regardless she had to get out now. No shower should take any longer than five minutes. She shut off the water instead of getting back under the stream and stepped out into the steamed bathroom. She quickly dried her hoofs on the bath mat and made her way to the linen closet.

With one of her robes on and her mane all in a half wet and half dry mess, she made her way to the kitchen. The cabin wasn’t too big. It was big enough for two though she preferred the solitude she had out here. The cabin was a two bedroom two bath. There were five rooms to Silver Bit's house; the living room took up most of the space along with the kitchen tucked into the corner. There was a hall closer to the back of the house that led to the guest bedroom on the right and laundry room at the end to the left.

The living room as simple; nothing too extravagant. A simple dark red couch, stained pine coffee table and rocking chair sat in front of the moderate sized fire place. On the mantel hung the first sign she had from the workshop she founded in town. It only said Silver Bit's Metal Works in a bright red letters. Nothing special. The walls were covered in posters for bands and even one for Luna's Royal Guard: The Evening Guard. She just thought it looked cool. She could care less about the Guards of Equestria.

The kitchen matched the rest of the house. Light brown, hard wood counter tops, a gas stove, a simple sink for dishes and such, a tall white refrigerator and cabinets filled with food or plates and drawers of silverware. The silverware she made herself. Tiber sat on the couch flipping through the morning news paper that was delivered as a tea pot of water sat on the stove waiting to come to a boil. Tiber heard her leave her bedroom and turned to see her.

"Feel better?" He asked with a smile.

"Yeah I guess." Silver replied trotting over and snatching the paper from the dirt colored stallion.

"A nice hot shower always helps with a hangover. The tea should be ready any minute now."

"Whatever." Silver said blankly sitting on the other side of the couch from Tiber.

"So… You wanna tell me your damage?"

"My "damage" is that I slept with one of my best friend's brother." Silver replied annoyed. She didn't bother lookin up from the paper. "You don't see a problem with that?"

"Well-"

"If the next words that come out of your mouth are I care about you then get the fuck out of my house." Silver butted in.

Tiber stopped and pondered his next move in this verbal chess game. "I guess there isn't anything I can say that'll make me seem like less of a jerk, huh?"

"I would have used jack-ass but yeah."

"Well all I can say is that I'm not loving this either. We were both drunk and we both regret what we did."

"Some more than others."

"Anyways, I just want to say that whatever you think I am I'm sorry for it. I'm not expecting you to instantly forgive me but all I ask is that you don't hate me."

The tea pot started to whistle loudly and he shot up to get it off the stove. Silver just sat there and red the front page for the twentieth time the whistling subsided and she heard him pouring two cups. There was some clanging of silverware against the side of the tea cup before he came back over with two cups of green tea.

"Tons of sugar. Just like you asked." He said setting hers down on the coffee table in front of her.

He sat back down where he had been before and waited for Silver to say something. When they sat in silence for about five minutes, he decided to try and get something out of her.

"You haven't touched your tea."

"I'm waiting for it to cool down."

Tiber didn't have much else to say to that. But after a few minutes of thinking about the situation he came to a mild realization. He was overstaying his welcome that wasn't so welcome. "Look, whatever you're mad at, I'm sorry. I can't fix it. But it was nice meeting you regardless." he said leaving his cup on the table.

On the outside, Silver didn't care; but inside, she didn't know what to think. She hated that she slept with him to begin with but felt bad about not getting to know him better. She was never one to judge quickly; she thought it was stupid to say that she didn't judge. She always at least tried to get to know somepony before having a full opinion on them. From what she remembered of last night, they had a lot of fun. Enough to where they drunkenly wanted to have some more fun.

She was going to kick herself for this. "Wait." she sighed just as he got to her door. He turned around and waited for what she had to say. "One date. Tonight, eight o'clock. No alcohol. If I still don't like you by then, then you can get out of my life. Deal, Tyler?"

Tiber smiled at her. She didn't understand what it was about him, but she couldn't help but smile back at him. "Deal." He said opening the door.

Another thing she couldn't help but do was stare. He was stunning! She shook her head and read the front page again. This time actually reading it. Something about a new Captain of the Evening Guard nearly dying in a bazaar training accident where an Iron Icarus failed. The picture looked familiar for some reason.

Author's Notes:

Nexus: Wow... Way to amp up the sleep factor.
Me: Says the man sleeping on my couch.
Nexus: Hey that was your fault!
Me: You're the one who "scratched" himself at the mention of lesbians.
Nexus: Also, how why-
Me: If you start asking for the logistics of what my definition of a "nude" pony is you're sleeping on the lawnmower tonight.
Nexus: Fine. Probably more comfortable than your damn couch.