“Heave!”

“Heave!”

With each ‘heave’, Violet and I pulled the heavy crate up each step. At least we were halfway there. The ropes she found were creating rope burns around my waist. I panted and struggled next to her. We beat our wings in an attempt to skip a few steps, but it was impossible not to stop at every one.

“Violet, why didn’t we just –nngh- bring the stallions with us? They could have done all the work.” I complained.

“Then we wouldn’t –nngh- have any girl time!” She enthused.

I groaned and looked up. Just twenty more steps to go.

“While we get this up, let’s talk! Come on, what sort of things have been –ungh- happening?” She asked.

I quickly gave her a ‘you don’t want to know’ glance.

She chuckled. “That bad, huh?”

“You don’t know the half of it.” Two steps. “Actually, do you know anything about a group led by a pony called Hope?” I asked.

She didn’t reply. I supposed it was a mix of thinking and pulling the ridiculously heavy weapon. “Well, I have heard the name. I don’t know what the group is called. The only thing I know is that you need to watch out for them. They’re dangerous.”

“Since you’re Flashbang, have you been after them?”

She scoffed. “I’m not that crazy! Why do you ask about Hope?”

I sighed. “She wants me to find something called the rainbow pearls. If I don’t take them to her, she will destroy an entire town. Even… Nico.”

She paused and stopped me from pulling. “Oh, my goddess! So, you’re going to give them to her? She might destroy the rest of Equestria!”

“I didn’t say I was going to give them to her.” I pulled the necklace from my barding and held it up. “I’m going to leave this necklace beside them and let them disintegrate. I’ll just… find a way to protect Nico and Floater. I don’t know how, or when, but I’ll figure it out.”

She stared at me before propping her hooves on the crate. “Well, that sounds dangerous. I’m sure you need all the help you can get. After all, they don’t call me ‘Flashbang’ for nothing!”

I smiled. How could I not? With Violet traveling with us, I would finally have a mare to talk to! A mare who I’ve known my entire life, at that! We pulled and grunted the rest of the way up the stairs. When we got to the top, we fell onto our backs beside each other and panted. Our manes and fur were dirtied and messy. As I looked at her, I chuckled. She returned the giggles and it eventually grew into laughter. I wasn’t sure what we were laughing at. Growing up, we would laugh at the silliest things, and now, we were back in our foalhood.

“Oh, Sia, I’m so happy to hang out with you, again!” She wiped a tear from her eye.

I sighed, happily. “Me, too. I remember when we said we would grow old together and still check out the young stallions.”

She giggled more. “Well, it looks like you’ll be checking out Nico.”

“I doubt it.” I flattened my ears. “I mean, sure, we’ll probably have a fling, but…”

“Buuuttt…?”

I blushed. “You should meet this stallion I met. His name is Amoro and he’s from Mexicolt.”

She gasped. “Damn, girl! You know those Mexicolt stallions are hotter than the country, itself! Tell me more.” She nudged me.

We flapped our wings and began hovering with the crate in tow. We couldn’t get too far off the ground, so we just tried to stay hidden from the open. Along the way, I told her about Amoro and how he had wanted my hoof in marriage. She constantly squealed at every detail. I didn’t know much about the buck, but from the words I spoke, I made him seem like the best thing to happen to Equus.

“It’s funny.” She said.

“What?”

“You’re here in the dangerous wasteland for a short time and already, you’ve got stallions lining up to hit that.” She slapped my flank, playfully.

I blushed. “Hey! It’s not like I wanted this to happen.” I rubbed my flank. “Now that you mention it, it’s kind of odd. I’m on the very edge of death, and yet, It’s like I crashed into a dating game!”

“See?” She giggled.

Since we were so caught up in gossip, I didn’t even notice we had found our way in the open. Right in early daytime, too. Our conversation was cut short as I stopped and looked around. We hadn’t come this way!

“Violet, are we lost?” I asked, nervously.

She looked around. “I know where we are, but we may have trailed off the path. It’s gonna be difficult to find our way back on the ground. We’ll have to get a bird’s eye view to find our way back.”

“Great.” I said in a monotone.

“We’ll figure it out. Nico might be worried, but he’ll live.” She waved her hoof.

“I’m sure he’ll be fine. I probably won’t be when he’s done strangling me.”

“Psh. He’s like an overprotective dad or something!”

I sighed. “Or something.”

Before we could continue, three ponies emerged from behind a pile of dirt. Their manes were styled into mohawks or other crazy styled. Their barding was dirty and fitted with spikes. I knew what they were from the moment I saw the yellow eyes.

“Raiders.” Violet growled. She took the words right from my mouth.

Oh, no. We don’t have any weapons!

“Time to party! They even brought us a present!” One of the bucks chortled.

“Buzz off, you ugly pieces of shit!” Violet spat.

“This bitch… This bitch, right here!” He laughed even harder.

“Violet.” I whimpered.

“It’s okay, Sia.” She whispered.

“Let’s watch them dance, Pit!” One of them yelled.

The first buck pulled out a sawed-off shotgun and pointed it at us. The others cackled as the shotgun fired several times. Violet and I flapped side to side in order to avoid the buckshot. It was hard, seeing as though we were tied to a box and couldn’t go far. A couple of times I bumped into Violet. She swore and threatened the raiders with every word she could muster. I did nothing but whine and squeak as buckshot zipped past my ears.

“Alright, I’m tired of this. Let’s get’em!” The one with the gun loaded a round and pointed it to Violet. “Any last words?”

A huge shadow passed over us. I looked up to see a large wingspan gliding in the sky. A loud shriek cut through the blasts, making the raiders stop what they were doing and look up. Before I could focus my vision, a white blur slammed into the raider with the gun from above. Gladys! The stallion’s back snapped under the weight of the creature. Without hesitation, she swiped her talons behind her, tearing another raider to shreds. It took him a moment to realize his innards were falling out. I gagged, holding my hoof to my mouth.

Finally, she threw her claws into the last raider’s chest, stabbing right through. When she pulled her talon out, she grasped a, still beating, heart. Just as the pony fell, she tossed the heart into the air. I saw one of her other griffons grab the organ in his beak and swallow. Gladys looked at us, a smile curving across her beak.

“Violet. Set down.” I said, muffling through my hooves.

As soon as we were on the ground, I tore out of the rope harness and zoomed to the nearest ditch. I vomited onto the dirt, hearing a few snickers behind me. I hung my head over the side of the small trench and panted. That was ghastly!

“Sorry, friend.” Gladys spoke.

I held up a hoof and waved on.

“So, Flashbang. Is it okay if I take this weapon back?” I heard her.

I looked up to see Violet gulp. “I-I’m…”

Shit, Violet never took off her suit!

I rushed over, still pale from the gory battle. “Gladys, hold on! It’s not her fault! She didn’t know there were slaves there. We were actually on our way to bring it back to you.”

“No harm done. I owe you, anyway, from making you blow chunks all over the place” She cackled.

“Sia’s got a weak stomach.” Violet chuckled.

“So, where are Nico and Redd-head?” Gladys searched around.

“We left those fools. We, gals, gotta stick together.” Violet nudged me. “Besides, Nico is probably exhausted after the fun they had, last night.” I wished I could dig a hole and stay there. Gladys and Violet’s laughter erupted in unison. Gladys grabbed, the still guffawing, Violet and slapped her back.
“I like this one! We should hang out, sometime!”

“Heh… yeah…” I flattened my ears.

“Yeah! I know a place. Ever heard of Bean’s Tavern?” Violet poked her shoulder.

“Who hasn’t? See you guys tonight!” Gladys continued squawking as two other griffons picked up the ropes and flew off with the crate. Of course, they didn’t even struggle to lift it. I facehoofed.

“I like her. Also, I’m pretty sure I’ve got a date tonight.” Violet chuckled.

“Wonderful. Maybe I can do something else for you guys to laugh at. I’m the main character of every story, right?” I said, sarcastically.

“Oh, come on, Sia! We’re just messing around! I’m sure you’ve got loads of embarrassing stories about me!” She half hugged me.

I grinned. “I guess.”

“That’s the spirit! Now, let’s get the heck out of here. I’m sure ‘Father’ is waiting for us at the door.” She rolled her eyes and flew off.

I followed after her. It was much easier to find our way once we were airborne. Violet and Gladys had made plans without even bothering to ask what I wanted to do! I sullenly flapped my wings behind her. She turned and tilted her head.

“What’s the matter?”

“I know you guys like fun and everything, but I really should be sticking to my plans. Since Equestria is in possible jeopardy.” I crossed my forelegs.

She frowned. “Sia, you need a little break. Besides, you need to try the mixed drinks. Specks makes the best Wildfire and-“

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Drinks as in alcohol?” I interrupted her.

“Why, yes. Did you really think I hang out in dry places?” She grinned.

“I guess I can take a small vacation.”

“That’s the spirit! Now, pick up the pace! I’ll race you there!”

She bolted before I could object. Sighing, I gave up and took off after her. When I caught up with her, we slowed down and enjoyed the flight. Flipping and spinning midair, we giggled some more. She had been right about the freedom. We could fly through the sky without worrying about bumping into other pegasi. There were no traffic jams in the wasteland. I closed my eyes and smiled as the wind ruffled my feathers. We closed in on the shack, so I stretched my wings farther and glided down towards it. I spotted Redd hovering above the roof.

“Hey, Redd!” Violet called.

He zoomed towards us. “Where in the wide world of Equus were you two? We thought you were foalnapped!” He threw his hooves up.

“Wow. We have two fathers, now.” She whispered to me. I snickered.

Redd snorted. “Well, I’m not as angry as dickhead, down there.” He pointed towards the shack.

“Oh, damn!”

I flapped as fast as I could towards the door. Sliding to a stop, I burst through the door to see Nico sitting with his hooves on his temples. He was facing away from me.

“Not now, Redd.” He mumbled.

“Nico.” I said.

He sat straight up before bolting to me. When he stopped, he grabbed my shoulders and shook me. “You, idiot! What the hell were you thinking?! You could have been killed!”

I stared, wide-eyed, as he yelled in my face.

“We’ve been searching since this morning! You have no idea what I thought had happened!”

He stopped scolding and hugged me.

“I-I’m sorry. We just returned the rocket launcher to Gladys, I didn’t think it was that big of a deal.” I said.

He let go and shook his head. “At least tell me you managed to get it to her.”

“Of course! We aren’t completely helpless.” I beamed.

As I finished the sentence, Violet and Redd trotted through the door. “I see you guys have made up. I guess that means you’re going to have make-up se-“

“Violet!” I clamped her mouth shut. “I was just telling Nico how we managed to get the launcher back to Gladys and that we have plans tonight.” I eyed her.

“Plans? After you two left us and could have possibly gotten hurt? I’m slightly pissed off about that.” Nico wore more of a disappointed look than an angry one.

Violet laughed, sarcastically. “Seriously? We are adults.” She poked his chest. “And we definitely don’t need a foalsitter.”

“I don’t know how you do things, but I’m trying to protect her.” He pointed to me.

“How I do things? We managed three raiders just fine! Luckily, Gladys-“

“Raiders?!” He stomped over to me. “You left your guns! How many times must I bring it up?”

Violet flew over and got in front of him. “Don’t blame her! I’m the one who dragged her with me! You aren’t going to talk to my best friend like that.”

“Yeah, some friend you are! Did you stop and think maybe she was panicking at all?” He bared his teeth.

“Sienna was just fine with me! We had more fun than she’s been having with you!”

I sniffed. This was my fault.

“Er, guys.” Redd spoke up.

They turned to see tears of anger fall from my face. I flapped my wings and swung the door open.

“Sia! Wait!” Violet called.

“Don’t follow me!” I cried back.

I didn’t go a great distance, just far enough to where I could have some quiet. Landing beside a creek, I sat on my haunches and hung my head, looking into the murky water. My reflection was barely visible. What I could see, though, was somepony who was confused about what she wanted in life. It occurred to me that living above the clouds would have been the best thing for me. I frowned.

But is it what I want?

I picked up a stone and hurled it at the water, distorting the mirrored image. “Of course I want that! I’m so much safer up there. I’ll have a warm place to sleep, good food, and medical care!”

Try as I might, my determined smile couldn’t stay determined. My face melted into depression. “I don’t want to leave my friends.”

The only pony I know would go back with me was Redd. It wouldn’t make up for all of them, though. I wanted to be with the three of them. All of us, together. I sighed and turned back to the creek. The ripples had calmed, so I could see myself again. As I focused, I saw the reflection of a red-maned pegasus behind me.

“Hey, Redd.”

He sat beside me and stared out into the water. “They’ve stopped fighting. Thought you wanted to know.”

“Thanks.” I looked up at him. “Redd, can I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

Taking a deep breath, I tried to figure out how to word it. “If you had a choice- I mean, if one of the choices were to go back where…” I grunted in frustration. “Imagine if you had a choice between going back to where you feel safe, or staying in a dangerous place where you are surrounded by your friends. Which would you choose?”

He scratched his chin. “Well, I suppose there would be pros and cons for both of those decisions. I guess I’d just do what those fairytales say and follow my heart.”

I smiled at his answer. This was no fairytale, but there was some meaning to his advice. I wrapped my hooved around his neck. “Thanks, Redd. I’m so glad I have you, guys.”

He returned the hug. “I’m kind of glad I came to the wasteland. I’m learning a little bit more about life.”

Pulling away, I held his hoof. “Yeah, but there are going to be problems no matter where you go. Thunderhead has their own problems.”

He grinned. “So, are you ready to get back to the others, now? I’m famished.”

Exhaling through my mouth, I nodded.

He stood, waiting for me to follow him. I watched him take flight. Flapping my wings, I was off, once more, into the dreary sky. Drops of rain began to hit my face as we flew. A few miles off, I could see the soft flashes of lightening. Redd motioned for me to fly closer to the ground, just in case the lightning struck nearer to us.

“Looks like it’s about to pour.” He mumbled, squinting his eyes into the distance.

“Again.” I responded. “It sure does rain a lot for a place where clean water is precious.”

“I’m sure rainwater isn’t safe to drink.” He said.

The shack we were sheltering in came into view as we maneuvered around the dead trees. Redd and I landed by the front door. I picked up hoof up to push the door open, but stopped. If Nico was still mad at me, I didn’t want to go in. Worse, if Nico and Violet were angry with me. I glanced over to Redd, who only smiled. Finally, I opened the door. Violet and Nico sat across from each other, quietly. When she saw me, she perked up.

“Sia!” She galloped over and hugged me. “Hon, I’m so sorry about this.”

“It’s not your fault. It’s nopony’s fault.” I hugged her back, a smile curving my lips.

Over her shoulder, I noticed Nico still sitting, just staring into nothing.

Violet pulled away and trotted back to him. “Isn’t there something you want to say, Nico?” She crossed her hooves.

He eyed her before turning to me with a look of shame. “I’m sorry, too.”

Violet cleared her throat. “And?”

He eyed her again. “I’d like to do this in private, if you guys don’t mind. I want to keep my emotional life at a minimum, if that’s possible.”
She pointed at her eyes then at him as if to say ‘I’m watching you’, then she followed Redd outside. I could hear his complaints from my seat next to the door.

“Wanna sit with me?” Nico sighed.

I stood and trotted, slowly, to him. I kept my eyes away from his. He didn’t say anything for a few moments. I only heard his breathing. When he cleared his throat, I jumped.

“Sorry.” He hesitated. “I’m sorry for all this. I was just worried about you. Since you were taken by Hope, I’ve been pretty much sleeping with one eye open. Seriously. I’m waking up in the night glancing at you to make sure you’re there.”

“You watch me sleep?” I nudged him, playfully.

He chuckled. “If you want to say that.”

“Well, thanks for looking out for me.” I thought about the previous night, my cheeks flushing.

He narrowed his eyes and grinned. “Thinking about last night?”

I hid my face. “I-I… Er…”

“Me, too. Let’s just forget about the whole love thing for a while.” He set his jaw. “I’m going to be honest with you. I… I’ve been with mares, before. One night stands, I guess.”

I slumped. Of course he would be experienced.

“I’m not trying to… What I’m saying is, I am a stallion. I have needs, but this was a different kind of need. Do you follow me?”

I shook my head. “Not really.”

He flattened his ears. “I’m saying-“

“Who’s hungry?” Violet kicked the door open, holding a large saucepan full of what looked like vomit.

With one sniff, my stomach turned. I held a hoof over my mouth. The smell was horrible! It was like dirt mixed with spoiled milk. Violet and Nico glanced at each other, holding back laughter. I rushed out the door, running into Redd, who had the same disgusted look on his face.

“You, too?” He said.

I nodded. “What the hell is that?”

“Oatmeal!” Violet chimed.

I avoided looking at the watery food. Sure enough, a small burner sat beside her. The coil was still red from the heat. A rusty spoon lay next to it. I wondered if her equipment was sanitary.

“I’m not eating that.” Redd stuck his nose up.

“Sia?”

“No- ugh nope…” I paled.

“It tastes better than it smells, but if you’re sure you don’t want any.” She poured some in a bowl and hoofed it to Nico. She, then, slurped directly from the pan.

“That is disgusting.” Redd spat.

Remembering the preserves I found at the market, I trotted back inside the shack and dug through my bag. I pulled out two, dusty jars and stuffed them under my wings. I walked back outside and sat by Redd. Nudging him, I passed one of the jars to him. He grinned and opened the container.

“Thanks.” He said.

Smiling, I started eating from my own jar.

“Oatmeal not good enough for ya?” Nico snickered.

“Not when it’s made with love, oats, and dirt.” I smirked, hoofbumping Redd.

Nico rolled his eyes and finished up his grotesque meal.

Violet giggled at my remark. “Well, let’s start heading for Bean’s Tavern! I’m ready for a drink or ten.”

“Bean’s Tavern? That’s where I go.” Nico pointed out. “The pegasus who owns it gives me discounts.”

“Bean’s Tavern? Pegasus? Discount?!” I clopped my hooves. “Let’s go!”

The four of us packed our things and headed out. Redd and Violet Flew ahead to pay for our way in. I stayed behind and walked with Nico. Hopefully, not a lot of ponies would be there. I didn’t want to wait very long for alcohol!

“What were you saying earlier?” I asked him.

He coughed. “I… was saying that…”

“Yes?”

He sighed. “Those needs I had. They’re different from last night. I’m like you, I wanted to feel loved.” He blushed. “Believe it or not, it’s pretty important to stallions like me.”

I smirked. “Do you really love me?”

He stopped walking. “I’m-I’m not sure. It’s hard to say.”

The tables have turned.

“You said you did.” I flapped my wings, hovering in front of him.

“I-I know, but-“

“It’s not like I’ll poke fun at you. Much.” I circled him. “You said I have a crush on you. You kept asking me if I love you. You must have some kind of feelings for me, then, right?”

“This isn’t the same. I was messing around. Now, though, I think it may have backfired.” He said.

“So you do?”

He was silent, but started walking again.

Gotcha.

Getting back to my hooves, I trotted alongside him. I’d save the ‘I told you so’ for later.

“So, tell me about the pegasus who runs this… Bean’s Tavern.” I said.

“He’s a great buck. Little bit older. Bean was the original owner, though. After he died, he left the place to Mixer since he helped the old unicorn through his golden years.” He explained.

“Mixer?”

“The pegasus. I don’t think it’s his real name, but that’s what everypony calls him.”

What an odd name for a pegasus.

“Is he nice?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah. He’s great! Despite his looks, he’s pretty similar to Fleece.”

“That’s good. I just hope he’s not another Clockwork.” I breathed.

“I doubt it. He accepts any race.”

I breathed a sigh of relief. After what had happened with Clockwork, I wanted to put all of that behind me. As we walked, I heard laughing and conversation not far ahead. When I could see, I realized we were there. A two-story wooden building sat in disrepair behind several trees. The door swung open much like a saloon’s would. The roof was damaged, but otherwise intact. Lettering spelled “Bean’s Tavern” was painted on the side of the external wall. It was a strange place for a bar, but I didn’t complain. Ponies like me wouldn’t care where to get it, as long as they served alcohol.

“Over here, guys!” Violet called.

She stood next to Redd and four familiar griffons. Besides them, a few other ponies mingled out front. I smiled, nervously, and waved my wing. Looking up at Nico, he smiled and gently nudged me forward. Trotting towards the crowd, I was greeted by Gladys with a tight hug.

“There she is! Still recovering from that mad love-making?” She cackled.

I blushed and covered my face with my wings. Nico stood with his mouth agape.

“Don’t look so shocked, stud. I knew it would happen, eventually.” The griffon walked through the door, only to stop and look at us behind her. “What are we waiting for? I’m parched!”

Violet flew after her, still giggling from her greeting.

I peeked at Nico, who was still red in the face. “We’d… better go with them.” I said, hurrying inside.

When I walked through the swinging entrance, I smiled at the old-style decoration. Dusty furniture was stacked, neatly, on the back wall. There were even mounted fish on the wall! They were clearly prewar, but definitely kept up. Hats covered the walls like they were collected over decades. A counter situated on the right could easily sit twenty ponies. It wasn’t as big as the one in the Beacon, but it was still fairly large. The floor had been repaired over and over, and it was starting to show. I didn’t mind that, though. This place felt so warm and welcoming!

“Home, sweet home.” Nico said beside me.

“I love it!” I exclaimed. “I enjoy old-fashioned things.”

He nodded towards the bar. “Let’s sit, shall we. You should meet Mixer.”

Dodging the growing crowd, Nico led me to the far side of the bar. I saw many ponies along the way. I even saw a zebra and pony mix! Some ponies in Stetson hats danced to the prewar country songs over the speakers. They cracked and stopped every few minutes, but this music was better than no music. When we made it to the bar, Nico pulled a stool out for me to sit. When I did, he took his seat next to me.

“Specks!” He called to a barpony with thick glasses.

Specks turned and smiled, a glass floating next to him. He was green with a spikey blue mane. “What can I get fer ya, Nicky boy?”

I giggled. “Nicky boy?”

“Er, yeah. They call me that.” He blushed, then tapped the counter. “Two shots of Wild Pegasus for me and my friend, here.”

Specks looked me over. “Ya got yerrself a young’un.” He chuckled, pouring the drinks and setting them in front of us.

I blushed. I don’t look that young!

“Where’s Mixer?” Nico asked him, gulping the shot.

“In the back, stockin’ the cold room. He should be finishin’ up.” Specks trotted to the other end of the bar to take more orders.

I drank the whiskey like there was no tomorrow. Nico picked up the bottle and poured two more shots. While we waited for Mixer, Nico talked with two other bucks who were sitting at the bar next to us. I propped my head in my hooves and rested them on the countertop. My thoughts were steadily haunting me.

What if I wait too late to destroy the pearls? If Hope gets to them first…

“Hey, Mixer!” Nico called.

A muscular pegasus stallion trotted from some hidden stairs beside the bar. He carried a large crate on his back. His light brown hide and orange mane were barely visible in the dim lighting. The stallion opened the crate and began stocking shelves. He looked to be middle age. I gasped. He was a Dashite! I stared in horror at the brand mark where his cutie mark was supposed to be.

“Hey, Nico! Glad to see you! It’s been a while! Sorry I’m rushing, I’m trying to hurry with this stock.” He never even looked up. He probably took this job seriously. He didn’t even seem to mind that he no longer had a cutie mark. His wings covered it up, mostly.

“Yeah, it has been a while. Anyway, I wanted you to meet somepony. She’s a pegasus, too.” Nico winked at me.

I smiled, nervously. “Nice to meet you.”

The stallion turned to shake my hoof, but stopped. He dropped a bottle of the whiskey, causing it to shatter and make me jump. Mixer stared in shock at me. I looked to Nico, who wore a concerned frown. The bar got quiet as everypony started staring at us. Why was he looking at me like that?

“Mixer?” Nico waved his hoof in front of him.

The stallion’s eyes watered with tears as he flew over the counter and landed next to me. “I… I can’t believe…”

“D-do I know you, sir?” I asked, worried.

“You know Sienna?” Nico hopped form his stool and looked from him to me.

“Sienna…” Mixer wiped his eyes and smiled. I squeaked as he grabbed me and hugged me.

Violet flew over and poked him. “Mixer, what are you doing?”

“My little filly.” He said through sobs.

What?

Ponies gasped and whispered through the bar.

I pushed him away. “What are you talking about?”

When I focused on his face, memories flashed through my head. One of the mysterious stallion holding me. In my memory, he laughed and flew with me on his back. I giggled and held on to him as I learned to fly. I remember him kissing my forehead the last time I saw him. I was so young. Too young to lose my father.

My memories ended as I stared at Mixer with tears streaming down my face.

“Daddy?”

Level Up!

Stamina +2

New Perk!
Light as a Feather: Your speed increases by %10 while wearing light armor.

Author's Notes:

Thanks to Kkat for this amazing world!
I want to go ahead and say that Bean's Tavern is actually based off a real place around where i live. Well, except that the real place isn't a bar, but a restaurant. Also, I apologize if this chapter is a little rushed and if i left any errors. Please let me know in the comments! I had to be my own editor for this one. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! Constructive criticism is always welcome!
-AP

P.S: Let me know if you want to see more images!