Rarity wakes up with a splitting headache, a hatred for light and sound, fuzzy memories she's sure are better left forgotten, and Trixie Lulamoon clung onto her beneath the covers.

Join Rarity as she struggles to understand how and why the most boastful mare in the universe has dedicated every living breathing moment to please her. And feel free to laugh at Rarity's pitiful attempts to hate it.

Rated "Teen" for suggestive themes, implied alcoholism, innuendo, and crack-shipping syndrome... Don't judge me.

Enjoy!