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"He's in here," Twilight Sparkle said, coming to a stop in front of a small building near the edge of the Ponyville market.

"He must be awfully sad that he figured out he doesn't have any friends," Applejack said quietly, looking at the sign that swung above the door. A sign that read "Cider Valley".

"Yup, but that's why we're here," Pinkie giggled. "Nopony should be walking around with no friends. Having no friends is no fun!"

"Don't you guys think that there's a reason he doesn't have any friends?" Rainbow Dash asked, looking at Fluttershy out of the corner of her eye.

"He has a friend," Fluttershy said quietly as the imp hugged her neck, smiling happily.

"Fluttershy, I think he made it quite clear that he doesn't enjoy that things company," Twilight sighed.

"Oh, he just hadn't tried to get to know him..." she countered, rubbing it's head with her neck, cooing. "Isn't that right?"

"How about we go get him? I don't like the atmosphere of this place. It feels too..." Rarity stopped and shivered. "Depressing."

"Right," Twilight nodded, pushing the door open. Twilight thought it would be easy to find Yahtzee, as she assumed that everybody that would be in the bar would be gazing at him curiously. Instead, she found the bar to be full, and everybody in it was chatting merrily, displaying no signs of curiosity or fear from the alien.

"Ah guess word must have gotten around that Yahtzee was in town," Applejack said, noticing the same thing.

"Maybe he's not even in here," Rainbow Dash suggested. "I mean, it did take you a while to get us all together..."

"That's true, and since he doesn't really seem to like ponies, he probably got out of here after one or two drinks since the place is packed with them," Twilight nodded. Turning to the girls, she got them to get into a huddle. "It's going to be harder to find him than I thought, so we're probably going to have to split up. Rainbow Dash, you take Applejack and-"

"Hurry it up. You serve drinks slower than Valve releases games," a familiar voice said, clear over the sound of the other ponies' chatter.

"I guess it wasn't that hard," Twilight rolled her eyes. "I think it came from the other side of the room."

The girls nodded and they quickly began making their way through the thick of the crowd. Once they got through the small horde of ponies, they saw Yahtzee sitting on a stool at the bar, glaring at the mare behind the bar that had just given him his drink.

"About time," Yahtzee grumbled.

"Thank Celestia you're here. We were almost about to scour through Ponyville to find you," Twilight said, being the first one to get to him.

"Hello, Twilight Sparkle!" he greeted as he raised a mug of foaming cider up to her. "Did you know that you have alcohol here? Wait, don't answer that. You seem like the kind who would avoid this sort of thing all together."

"Why would you say that?" she asked curiously as she and the others came next to him.

"Because you seem like the kind of soul who doesn't appreciate how much fun getting plastered beyond the ability to think is," he replied coolly.

"I might not find getting drunk to be fun, but-"

"Have you even been drunk before?" he asked flatly.

"Well, no, but-"

"Then how can you say it isn't fun? Oh wait, is it because you're supposed to teach little girls moral lessons on how to be a perfect little Princess, so you don't dare touch anything deemed morally unfit? Oh, I'm sorry, you aren't a Princess. Want to know how I know that? Because you don't have any wings," he said, prodding Twilight's side. "So you should take your... wait, what were we talking about again?"

"I was just about to say that while I haven't been drunk before, I have my own ways of having fun" she stated, using her magic to take Yahtzee's hand off of her.

"Oh, right," Yahtzee nodded lazily. "Well, that's too bad. You really should try it some time."

"No thank you."

"So why did you and your band of merry friends come here, anyway?"

"I felt bad after you left when you found out you had no friends, so I rounded the girls up to come over here and cheer you up," she smiled lightly, trying to show that she wanted to help support him, one of the best things somebody can do for their friend/

"Yeah, being sad is no fun!" Pinkie added.

"Sad? You think I'm sad? Why on Earth would I be sad?" he squealed, eyes closing into a gleeful expression. "I just realized that I don't have any friends!"

"Yahtzee, that isn't a good thing," Twilight said.

"How isn't it a good thing?" he asked seriously.

The girls shared a quick glance with each other before looking at him inquisitively. Yahtzee, however, turned away from the Elements to get closer to being in his own element. The element of being drunk.

"Care to explain why it's a good thing you don't have any friends?" Twilight asked.

"God's blood, you really are pesky, you know that?" he inquired back, not in a cold manner, but in a more matter-of-fact way. "You see, you brightly colored tart of a pony, where I'm from, a friend is someone who occasionally comes to your place, eats all your food then berates you soon after," he explained with no hint of humor. "I just found out that I'm lacking in that area, and may I tell you that I feel relatively liberated, almost as if a heavy weight was lifted off my shoulders."

"Friendship is much more than that," she said firmly.

"Let me guess, now's the point where you lecture me on the beauty of friendship, right? How about you save your breath and keep it short," Yahtzee grumbled. By the look of Twilight's face, he called what she was about to do, and because of this, she gave him a small glare. This glare filled him with delight.

"Friends are ponies that look after you. But friendship isn't a one way street. It can be difficult. They go out of their way to make you happy, and in return you do the same for them. Against my better judgement, I brought the other girls here to reconcile with you, the least you could do is humor us."

"I'm sure you think your life with them has been as good as casual gamers make Will Wright out to be, but in reality you are ignoring all the bad things that come with beings ones friend, just like casual gamers ignore all the bad things that come with Will Wright's games," he said, then scratched the back of his head. "Sorry, that wasn't a very good one.  Once I have a little bit of a buzz going, it's either I get ridiculously good at analogies, or they become worse."

"Humans are weird," she said quietly.

"Tell me about it," he sighed, taking a hefty chug from his fizzing mug. Slamming the mug down, he nodded at the barmare for another. "How about this, Sparkle. You tell Celestia that I became your friend, while I stay here and drink, doing my best to keep out of your way as to not involuntarily berate you."

"So, how are you going to pay for that?" the mare behind the counter asked as she pushed another mug his way.

"Cash," Yahtzee said instantly. As he took off his hat, he reached into it and took out a wallet which he quickly opened and slammed a few bills on the counter. Yahtzee gave an unimpressed look at the mare who was eyeing the money curiously, expecting she didn't know how to count. "Will that cover it?"

"I've never seen money that looks like this before..."

"And you've never had a patron that looks like me before, what's your point?" he asked irritatingly,

"My point is you have to pay in bits, not... whatever this stuff is," she said, pushing the money back to him.

"Oh. Er, about that, you see..." Yahtzee said, eyes turning white as the mare adorned a rather horrifying look of anger on her face. He quickly began feeling his body and shrugged. "I actually don't have any money from your world."

"I suppose I could cover his bill, Berry Punch," Rarity said quietly. Walking next to Yahtzee, she reached into her small bag and began counting the coins inside. "How much does he owe?"

"Eighty-two bits."

"Eighty-two? That's a bit much, don't you think?" she asked, looking at the now gleeful looking Yahtzee. "How much did he drink?"

"More than most stallions could," the mare chuckled, giving the girls the impression that she has a small amount of respect for the creature. Rarity shook her head as Yahtzee drunkenly attempted to readjust his hat, and then put a small satchel of coins onto the bar. "Wish I had more customers like him. Except maybe one that's a nice looking stallion. And one that has money."

"I am a stallion, thank you very much," he muttered. "Just not the horse kind."

"Pony," seemingly everyone around him said.

"Whatever."

"Come on, Yahtzee," Twilight said, lightly butting him off the stool. "Whether you like it or not, you can't leave without at least attempting to become our friends,"

"I guess you're right," Yahtzee said sadly, looking at Twilight. "It's about time I realized that you are all trying your hardest to be my friend, and I should appreciate it. I apologize for having made it hard on you, and I apologize for the cruel things I've said to you. It would be an honor if you would give me a second chance to prove to you that I can be a friend to you all."

"Pretendin' t' be our friend won't getcha home," Applejack sighed.

"You little-"

"Yeah, yeah, tell it to Celestia," Rainbow Dash chuckled, pushing him towards the door.

"Hold on, if I'm to come with you, you better tell me where you're taking me," Yahtzee grunted as he wobbled about. "And it better be somewhere nice that we can all enjoy."

"Well, what would you suggest?" she asked.

"How about this bar? It has alcohol. I like alcohol, and I'm pretty sure it likes me. Being drunk would also make you slightly more tolerable."

"It would make us more tolerable?" Rainbow Dash asked, eyebrows furrowing.

"Yes, it would, thank you for agreeing with me," he nodded, turning to Twilight.

"None of us drink," she said to him, knowing he was awaiting for her confirmation. "Besides, Rarity paid for your drinks already, so I would suggest going to the Carousel Boutique to repay her."

"Hey, if I'm going to try to be your friends, you better try to do things I enjoy with me, otherwise that's not being very friendly," he said firmly, squinting at her. "That is, unless you are going to make me do something I'll undoubtedly hate, which might I say isn't very friendly of you..."

"Well..." Twilight started. She wanted to tell him off, but she knew he had gotten her cornered. She turned around and got into a huddle with the girls and began conversing with them.

Yahtzee stood back, watching as they conversed, unable to hear them over the other ponies. After a few minutes of deliberation, Twilight and the girls broke out of their huddle and looked back to Yahtzee.

"Well?" he asked.

"We'll humor you," Twilight nodded, hopping on the stool next to the one Yahtzee had been using.

"Ha! I knew you wouldn't dare- wait, did you say you'd humor me?" he asked, giving her an expression of genuine shock.

"If that's what it takes to make you happy, then yes," she nodded and the others joined her at the bar. "But we're only going to have one, then we're getting out of here, deal?"

"Hm. Didn't really expect you to accept, let alone in an obviously cliche way that you will most likely go against your word on," Yahtzee grunted, rubbing his chin. With a shrug, he hopped onto the stool he was on before and gave the barmare a nod. "Very well, Twilight Sparkle. One drink, and then I'll come with you."

"Glad to hear it," Twilight said thankfully as Berry Punch pushed a mug her way. She glanced at it uncertainly, but saw that Yahtzee had already begun drinking his. She then told herself that it was only one little mug and began to drink.