"My, oh my. That stallion was very rude! All of these comebacks are only now!" Rarity continued her rant about how crude the old cream stallion was, personally I think he should have been quiet but without him; Pinkie would have been a lot worst.

It was just us three: Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Rarity and I. It was still a summer afternoon and we were helping Apple Jack with the farm since Big Mac hurt his chest while doing....

Sensual things with both a stallion and a mare... So Applejack hired  an extra hoof to pull the grod and fertilize the soil.  Rarity was more into ranting than doing anything productive, it was comepletly out of her nature...

Whilst we were doing the work, we kept bringing up the name of a certain stallion who just seemed to leave a bad taste in out mouths.

It was like we were attracted to talk about him in such a bad way, it almost scared me enough to spend some stime doing extensive research.

It was completely out of character for us to be so negative towards the very name of the stallion. It's only been a week!

The stallion was later revealed to be Doctor House, he wore a blue dress shirt with a black windbreaker. On top of that, he wore a leather jacket with unknown language on it.

He kept pulling out a prescription bottle and swallowing more than three pills. So he was a drug addict, or in pain?

My guess is pain, did any else see the torn insides of this stallion? It was like he lost something very dear in his dear in his heart, and he turns to negativity to cope with his disaster... Maybe the fact that he was lonely and wanted to stirrup trouble with us.

"What do you think, Twilight? How arrogant was that 'Doctor'?" Rainbow Dash asked me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I blinked.

"The stallion is rude, sarcastic, and down right noteworthy hateful..." I cleared my throat, "How--...."

"Yeah!" Rainbow agreed, bucking a tree. "I vote going over there and giving him a peice of our mind!"

"Hey Fruity Loops! Mind takin' over tha' farm, while us girls go momentarily?" Apple Jack asked her hired help, Fruity Loops. Fruity Loops was a greenish blue stallion with a red and orange messy, curly, and longish mane. His eyes were green.

From my knowledge: He was a ceareal farmer.

Huh....

His eyes seemed droopy, and he was paler than usual. The turquoise stallion was sweating profusely, like a ponified faucet. The male struggled and heaved to stay on his very hooves.

Upon further invistigation, I noticed his left eye was bloodshot. His right eye was a murky yellow.

The stallion committed, blood lacing the creamy yellow, pale bile. We were taken aback when he smiled and giggled like a filly. He was prancing around and cooing...

"C'mere! He he he.... Come here little rabbits!" Fruity Loops giggled, vomitting once more, "I just want to pet you!"

"Rainbow Dash... We just might have to see Doctor House...!"

"HOUSE!"

"Mom~!!"

I twirled my cane in circles, my office still had small boxes surrounding my new desk. I had one box filled to the brim with Vicodin bottles, I had to replenish my stash somewhere.

"You know how many Vicodin Bottles I given you?!"

"Is this a trick question? Because all I got was Vicodin and no bottles! You lying vixen,"

"House, we agreed Vicodin for Clinic Duty."

"God, you sound just like Cuddy..." I whispered, massaging my poor throbbing temples.

"Who?" She dropped her serious look for a confused one.

"My mother," I rolled my eyes, standing up with my cane. I had walked past her and down the corridor on my hind legs, the cane supporting my right one.

I never thought I could see behind the tails of some of the ponies, and I got to tell you, I am impressed by their biologic standards of hiding those things. There's not one trace of a--

"House!" A famillar annoying voice called out, to my displeasure. The three annoying musketeers was rushing towards me. I rolled my eyes pretended to not see them. That failed when the orange one kept standing before me.

Again, I rolled my eyes.

"Somepony help me! I'm being talked to by three idiots! Send back up!" I yelled to the Security Knight, or merely blew a raspberry and continued his sudoku.

"We need your help!" The purple hybrid demanded, "Let's go!"

With that they ran down the corridor and went left.

I went right.

Scew that noise.