It was a dark and stormy night. Cheerilee darted from alley to alley, looking up at the clouds and shaking her hoof at them. In particular, one lone mare bouncing up and down on the rain clouds caught her ire and anger. "Raindrops, for the love of liquor I'm trying to get to Berry's Bar! Quit it!" Next Chapter: La Vallett1 Estimated time remaining: 1 Minutes