I woke up once again, but this time, I wore a smile as I faced the early morning gray. Today was going to be a good day, today was gonna be great.

I had pulled some strings after another night on the edge of the castle, and now I was slated to perform for the royalty and attend a nice dinner. Everything was ready for a spectacular first date.

A loud bang rang from my door. "Really?! What the hell is taking you so long, I mean are we going or not?"

I kicked the wall, accidentally turning off the lights. I grumbled angrily as I kicked the wall again. Once the lights stopped spazing out I pulled my stockings up and found my shoes. "Seriously, come on! Getting sick of you already!"

I picked up my shoes and charged out of my room. I tucked my shoes under my arm and signed. (What the hell do you want!?)

Parchment looked me up and down. "So what, you wear dresses now?"

(This dinner's a big deal!) I set my shoes down and pulled them on. (Oh fuck...how do...how...fu--" I nearly tripped, wholly unstable wearing heels.

Parchment started laughing loudly. "Oh dear Celestia, you look like a deer." she pranced around behind me. "Get a move on there Bambi." she started slowly pushing me towards the door.

I wanted to ask her how she knew about Bambi, but between me having to grab my violin and having to relearn how to walk, any added movement would send me tumbling.

And so it was that Parchment and I made our way towards the castle. We met our first obstacle at the porch. (I am going to die, this is how I'm gonna die!) I freaked out as I waited on the first step down.

"Oh calm down, it's just some stairs." Parchment continued to chuckle as she walked a long circle in front of my house.

(Fuck you! I can barely walk as is and this isn't gonna help!) I sat down on the steps and slowly went from step to step. Once I was on the ground I turned around. (Do I have anything on my butt?)

Parchment backed up. "I'm not gonna look at your butt!"

(Bitch, we're dating, now look at my ass!) I signed frantically as I slapped my hip.

Parchment scrunched up her muzzle before taking a quick glance. "No, nothing."

I patted down my backside and started trailing after her. (You act li- like I'm repulsing! If we're dating you can't be squeamish.) I tripped halfway through the sentence. (I feel like I'm on fucking stilts!)

"You look like you're on stilts.... Wait here." Parchment wandered back into the house and came out with a pair of saddle bags. "Here." she tossed a pair of sneakers down in front of me. "Now stop wobbling Bambi."

I stared at the sneakers. (I can't wear these! It's a formal event!)

"So take em off and put those things back on when we get there...dipshit."

(Hey you don't- ...okay yeah, that's a good idea.) I ducked down and changed out my shoes. When I lifted my head back up I found Parchment staring off to the side. (What, you're red, what happened?)

"I uh...bears?"

Bears? What the hell is she-- (Were you looking at my panties!?) I asked with a cheeky smile.

"Well I wasn't looking! Maybe you shouldn't be wearing such a short dress!"

I stuck my tongue out and flipped my dress up. Parchment scrunched up her muzzle as the slightest pink hue faded off her cheeks. "You're a crazy person, you know that right?"

(And you're a peeping tom- Peeping....) I let my hands fall to my side. (Something...peeping something.)

"Sure...keep telling yourself that." Parchment nodded haughtily and walked off. With my new shoes on I caught up in seconds.

We reached the castle before the main event and wandered in. We hurried around the castle and met the people I would be performing with. A grey mare wandered over. "Are you the violinist." her voice was smokey, it made a small shiver run down my spin.

I translated through Parchment. "Yes ma'am this is her, she can't speak properly so I'll be speaking for her."

"A mute?" A man with white gloves walked over. "Like an honest to god mute?"

I nodded.

"Huh...so can I ask something? Can mutes laugh?"

"Vincent! How rude." the grey mare shoved the man away.

"Hey they can't talk, so I want to know if they can make sound at all! Don't get snippy with me Octavia, I will throw you to the bats again!"

"What about bats?" A sweet voice with a creamy tone broke out from behind the grand piano behind the duo. A silky bat pony with a purple mane done back in a ponytail popped between them. "Did someone need something?"

Vincent looked down at the mare. "Uh...show her around?" he gestured to me. I bowed politely and walked to the bat mare.

The bat mare walked me to the stage and showed me the grandeur of the platform. "Don't mind them, they do that every so often. Datura." she held her hoof out. I gave it a quick shake and bowed.

Parchment bopped her hoof with the bat's and translated. "She's Bianca, I'm Parchment, her translator."

"Good to meet you both."

I spotted a red headed mare walking around the tables. (Who's that?)

Datura waited for Parchment to translate and looked towards the red mare. "Oh...his wife." she pointed to the human. "Roseluck."

"What!?"

"Nothing Rose!" Datura yelled across the hall. "Now I--"

A loud whistle caught our attention. "Shows on, clear the stage!" Vincent walked over and moved Parchment off the stage. I gave her my sneakers and got onto my heels. She found a seat with Vincent's apparent wife as the tables were filled.

Everyone got into position, leaving me to wobble around and get my violin out. "Ready? One, two, three." The pianist tapped his keys a few times before starting. It was a simple song, piano heavy, with myself and the others providing accompaniment.

The song went smoothly, only a small hiccup when a decent amount of strings on my bow cut free. In between songs a pony ran over and replaced it for me. Next up was my song, the song I was meant to play before heading down and joining the audience.

This was going to be between just me and the pianist. The other two mares walked to the wings and gave us space. I waited for him to tap his keys and began.

I relished in the somber tone of my violin as I went to work. The soft tone quickly grew more forceful as it overtook the piano.

I sat on the lid of the piano and continued to play, now free of the possibility of tripping I could throw my entire upper body into the movements.

It felt amazing, all eyes on me as I played my heart out. From my view all I could see where half cut silhouettes and the bright spotlight. But what I heard was even more amazing. No snickering, no talking, just utter silence aside from us.

It was an indescribable experience, like I was at the center of the universe. Even as the song finished up I felt electric. But the feeling was quickly cut down as I stared into the black void, the only sound a rough cough.

I felt horrid for a few seconds, they must have hated it. But then, like a monsoon, it all hit me at once. A thunderous round of applause. My heart melted as I slid off the piano, quickly snapping one of my heels and plummeting to the ground. A loud gasp cut the applause. The whole time I was face up on the ground all I could do was laugh.

I continued to laugh even as Vincent's head poked into view. "So you can laugh...huh." he chuckled to himself as he picked me up. "You okay?"

I got to my feet and took my stupid heels off. I gave the pianist a quick hug before leaving the stage.

I leaned against the far wall before sneaking over and finding my seat across from Parchment. "Well...that was--"

"Good!" Vince's wife bounced in her seat. "That was really good!"

I nodded greatfully and set my broken shoes down. "So...what happened?" Parchment prodded. "I mean, you hit the ground hard, are you even okay."

(I'm fine. Stupid pointy shoe broke.) I picked up the broken heel and showed her. She held back a laugh and settled back in her seat. (Oh yeah, really funny! Well I just did something amazing, so shut up.)

"Hey don't get snippy with me, you're the one who fell!" Parchment crossed her forelegs. "Anyways...."

Parchment was cut off by a crystal pony with a large bottle on his back. "Ma'am, wine?"

I nodded feverishly as a glass was poured for me. Once the dark red glass was full in front of me I took my first hearty drink. The heady flavor quickly washed away the slight pain from my tumble. "Bianca...are you even twenty-one?" Parchment's voice cut off my bliss.

I took another drink and set the glass down. (I am totally...nineteen....) I shrugged after my signed and picked the glass back up.

Parchment stared angrily at me. "You're kidding right!?"

(It's not a big deal, don't make it a big deal.)

"I could- Whatever!" Parchment sat back and stared at the stage. "This has been fun so far, just don't ruin it, please?" I let out a long horse like sigh and kicked my leg out. I flailed it around until I found Parchments stomach. "What the hell are you doing!?"

(My toes are cold....) I fumbled around with my glass as I pet her warm underside with my foot.

"Bianca stop...stop it...stop. Stop!" She shrieked, making my leg jump, slamming my knee into the table.

"Oooooow!" I grumbled as I rubbed my knee. (That really fucking hurt!)

"Well don't fucking play hoofies you weirdo!"

Vince's wife just stared at us as we argued. "Wow...you two really need to fuck already."

Parchment froze while I just started laughing. I threw back an extremely large gulp and felt the wonderfully fuzzy feeling of drunkness wash over me.

"We're not- I mean we don't--"

"Well you should." Rose took her glass and threw it back. "You'd make a great top, I mean...look at her." Rose pointed to me, making me laugh stupidly and kick my leg out.

I flailed my socked foot around until I found Parchment again. I forced my foot under her haunch and threw my head back. Her warm backside felt amazing as it sandwiched my toes between her and the chair. "Seriously!? Look at this." Parchment leaned back and Rose peeked over. "She's like a filly!"

"So? Vince is only about twenty-two, twenty-three." Rose looked at me. "Look at that face, she's adorable!"

Parchment stared at me head on. "She's also- playing with- my- stop it!" she barked, loud enough to make the tables around us turn towards us. Parchment sank down as I rubbed her lower stomach with my other foot. I was teasing the edge of her panties and sneaking my toes just inside.

It surely looked strange, like a kangaroo pouch. White panties, white coat, meant they blended extremely well.

I didn't pay it any attention and brought my toes out of her panties. I played with my glass as I mindlessly rubbed her with my foot, getting dangerously close to her tender parts with each pass.

Parchment was growing pink as Rose just laughed. "You're a fun drunk! Waiter, waiter! More wine."

I found my glass full again and threw it back, using Parchment's groin as a balancing point. "Dear Celestia...." Parchment let out a soft sigh as she stared at my foot going to work. "You done yet?"

(Potato) I completely fucked up the sign and started laughing hysterically as I realized. As the drinks grew bolder and the quantity higher things started to get fuzzy.

"How can you be dru-unk already!?"

(Because fuck you!) I stuck my tongue out and finished my second glass. I went back to hanging my toes in her panties and leaned back. (I feel...heavy.)

The waiter came back and refilled my drink. "Bianca...don't do it." I took the drink in my hand, against her orders. "Bianca don't."

"Do it...unleash your true sexy self!" Rose cheered as she stepped her forelegs onto table. "Do it for great justice!"

"What the fuck are you even talking about!?" Parchment snapped as the others started to join us. "She's not...drinking...." Parchments voice started cutting out as I felt the drunk overtake me.

I slid my foot between the seat and her sex and wiggled my toes. My last memories full of making Parchment jump and squeal. I watched her angrily yell at the others at the table as I fell face first onto the table.

I woke up in my bed, sporting a massive hangover. "Eehhhhhh." I yelled like a deaf as I pulled the covers over my head.

"Hey...watch it." I felt something push up out of the bed. A bed ragged blonde mane popped out from under the sheets. "I swear...the shit you pulled...."

I slowly snuck my head out of the covers. (Parchment...why are you in my bed?)

Parchment turned away and hopped out of bed. "Don't ask...the show went alright, but you probably need a shower...."

I smelled my body, finding it a bit sweaty and sporting a strange smell. Something just didn't set right. It was body based, but it wasn't musky or sweaty. I got out of bed and wandered over to parchment. I grabbed her by her neck and buried my face into her mane. "What the fuck!?" I ignored her and took a deep breath. That was it, that was the smell.

It was also about this time that I realized I was dressed in panties, a suit coat, but no skirt. (....I'm not going to ask, I'm just going to assume it was amazing.) I laughed hazily before succumbing to my headache. (Can you...make breakfast or something? There are a bunch of good takeout places on the fridge.)

Parchment shook her bedraggled mane out and nodded. "Sure...I'll start some coffee too...Celestia knows I need it." Parchment sauntered out of the room and away from me. I sniffed my arms contently and fell asleep in the shower, the warm water proving too much for my hungover self to resist.