"The fuck do you mean I don't have a choice!?" Tumor yelled to the homeowner.

"I mean you don't have a choice." Carrot Top replied, gathering a few things into her saddlebag. "Since you are Ponyville's new hero and biggest celebrity they're going to want you to attend public functions."

"I don't give a fuck about their shitty ass pubic functions."

"Public functions!" She corrected.

"I know what I said."

Carrot Top rolled her eyes at the loud-mouthed human. "Look, all you have to do is stand still, smile, wave, and maybe do an autograph or two, okay?"

"Ffffffffuuuuuuuuck...Fuck, fine!" He said, giving in to the argument which made Carrot Top smile brightly. After a few more minutes of her getting ready and Tumor silently ranting about how stupid the whole thing was they were off to Town Hall. There was a number of things to do, games of all kinds, face painting stations, and at the very end a stand designed just for him. It was a lot like a kiosk, but it was colored with different shades of red as well as decorated with large pictures of him fighting off the Timberwolf and the Dragon from Manehattan. "How the fuck did they take these?"

"Come on," Carrot Top gestured for him to follow her as she opened a small wooden door on the side of the stand, "I'm sure some ponies here are eagerly waiting for you to open this up so they can meet you."

Tumor sighed in an annoyed manner. "Fine..." he said before finally entering the stand and taking a seat at the counter separating him from the rest of the world. He waited patiently for a whole two minutes and then the line seemed to come from out of nowhere, stretching for what could have been mistaken for miles. "Oh fuck me..."

The first to approach was a tall mare dressed in very flashy clothing that made Carrot Top's eyes widen with delight. "Oh my gosh, it's Sapphire Shores!"

"That's right baby, and I am here to meet this new hip celeb that seems to be saving the world everywhere he goes." She turned her head to face the confused looking human that was staring at her. "That must be you now, isn't it?" She held out a hoof to him as she introduced herself. "I am Sapphire Shores and I am here to personally thank you for saving Manehattan when you did. I was about to do a show there at the time and I was absolutely terrified when I heard that there was a dragon lurking about! So thank you, Mr. Warhorse."

Tumor held out his hand and shook her hoof, "So, you were doing a show? What is it exactly you do?"

All of the surrounding ponies gasped as they heard his question, it was almost like he had been caught masturbating in an orphanage with how offended these ponies looked. "Why, I am Equestria's number two best pop star around. However, now that Countess Coloratura has stepped out of the pop business, I am making my way up to number one, yeah baby!" She sang loud an proud.

While the ponies seemed mesmerized by her voice Tumor just looked up at her almost expressionless before putting on a smile for the first time today. "That was beautiful, I haven't heard notes like that since my mother was hit by a car."

"Tumor!" Carrot Top screamed, "I'm sorry Sapphire, it's nothing against you, he's just cranky about having to get up early to be here."

"She's right," Tumor started. "I'm sorry. I love you, I love your work; you're like Nikki Minaj, minus the everything."

Sapphire didn't know who he was referring to, but his tone had told her that it was another insult. She didn't bother dignifying Tumor with a respond and simply walked away.

After she had left Tumor sat back, smiling happily, until he felt a hoof smack him across the face. Carrot Top glared daggers into him, "What the hay was that about?"

"Hey, you wanted me to come here, so I came here, but as long as I'm here I am going to fucking enjoy myself." He leaned over the counter and looked over the large line of ponies. "Okay, which one of you fuckers is next?"

"It's truly an honor to meet you, sir." The large stallion stated as Tumor signed the photo he was given. "I've read every article about you in the papers and I've seen every photo."

Tumor handed him the signed photo, "Well, that's a bit creepy."

"I like to think of it as thorough research." He said in defense.

"It's good to know that I'm talking to the king of internet predators."

"I'm sorry?"

"Tell me this; If you're here, than who's at home disappointing your parents?"

The business pony stood their with his snob-like stature for over ten minutes talking about his company and how he ran it. "So what I'm getting at is that I would love to design some sort of costume for you. Something flashy and eye catching. It would be better than that garbage you're wearing now, I must say."

"Excuse me? Did you just say my outfit is garbage?" Tumor asked, being slightly irritated that his favorite looke was being compared to something uglier than this uptight ass-munch in front of him.

"Trust me, I can make something much more appealing than that for you." He said with a sly grin, "I am, after all, a connoisseur of fashion."

"Well, I consider myself a connoisseur of pretentious assholes and I find you fascinating!"

The stallion recoiled slightly, "Good heavens!"

A filly and a colt were standing on top of the counter to get as close as possible to Tumor, asking him all sorts of questions as their mother stood on the outside of the stand, giggling at her children's behavior.

"So, Mr. Warhorse," The colt started, "what's it like?"

"What's what like?" He asked, his mind being a bit fuzzy from the nonstop flow of compliments he was getting from them just seconds ago.

"Being the hero of Ponyville, of course." His sister clarified.

Tumor leaned back in his chair, taking a deep breath, relaxing every muscle in his body. "Wow, The Hero of Ponyville." They all watched him in silence. "Just letting that sink in, you know? Rock bottom; I haven't been this low in my career since I was molested by my cousin."

"So, Mr. Warhorse, is their anything you would like to say to all of Equestria?" The newspaper pony asked

"Hmm...to all of Equestria?" He asked, being sure he had heard the mare correctly.

"Yes sir." She confirmed with a smile.

Tumor let out an audible belch and blew it into the mare's face, causing her to cough and gag on the foul smelling air. "Tell me what that smells like, then you can put that in your fucking papers." The mare turned around and walked away from the stand. "Paparazzi scumbag..." He looked out over the stand, not seeing a single pony in line. It was getting late, they probably went home. "All-fucking-right, we're done!" He jumped slightly as he heard a loud thump. Looking over he saw that Carrot Top had headbutt the counter, looking as if she were completely ashamed of even existing. "What the fuck's your problem?"

He head slowly lifted off of the counted and turned in his direction. "Seriously? Are you really asking that, after all of this?"

"I'm pretty fuckin sure that's what I justs did."

She facehoofed, "My problem is that we just met all of Ponyville today, not only that but we got to speak with the press and even a few celebrities, and throughout all of it you were acting like a complete asshole!"

"Hmm! I wonder why I was acting like a complete asshole." He mocked, "Maybe, it's because I am a complete asshole and I didn't want to fucking be here in the first place, you god damn retarded ass fucking horse! I mean, come the fuck on. What the hell made you think that I would just come out to some half-ass circus looking trash and not make it a bigger shit show than it already is?"

"I thought that maybe you grew up a little bit, but clearly I was wrong!"

Tumor could feel his anger getting the best of him and his skin was already starting to glow with his red energy. "Damn right you were fucking wrong and I hope it chews on your fucking soul every time you go to bed! Here's a bit of advice, next time you wanna try and feed off of someones else's fame and success, try picking someone who actually did it all for the fame! I didn't want fucking recognition! You've been telling me what to do since day one, bitch, and I'm fucking sick of it. So why don't you do us all a favor and GO FUCK YOURSELF!!!"

Carrot Top looked up at the man who she thought was her friend with tears in her eyes, slowly cascading down her face as she stared at him with fear and disgust. Since the arrival of his brothers, he seemed to fall back into the same spot he was in when he first arrived in Equestria and that scared her. Rather than replying to Tumor's insults she walked to the stand door, sniffling the whole way. As she opened the door she looked back at Tumor who was still glaring angrily at her, "Stay away from me, from my house, and from Depry." And with that she closed the door and walked away.

Tumor did nothing but watch as she left him alone in the empty stand. He was too angry to care much about her, how she was feeling, or what was going on through her head, but right now he needed a plan. She had literally just kicked him out of the only home he had here and would need a place to stay. After exiting the stand and finding zero traces of Carrot Top he took to the sky and flew toward the castle just on the edge of town.

Jack was sitting alone in the main room, attempting to read one of Twilight's many books. However, he found himself getting frustrated with reading and tossed the paper filled cardboard across the room. Having nothing else to do he pulled out a flask that matched Tumor's completely, minus the hatchet man sticker on the front of it, and took a quick swig which caused his face to contort slightly as the strong liquor swam down his body. After putting the cap back on his flask he heard a knock at the front door and looked at the clock. "Who the fuck comes down to the castle at ten o'clock in the fucking night?" He got up and opened the door, seeing his rather upset looking brother on the other side.

"Hey Jack..."

"Uh, hi? The fuck are you doing here?"

"Carrot Top kicked me out."

"What the fuck is that bitches problem?"

"I'll explain later. Can you just get Twilight so I can see if it's cool that I stay here for a bit."

"Fuck Twilight and fuck you. Now get your ass in here before I punch you in the fucking throat."

"Thanks bro..." Tumor edged his way into the castle with his head hanging low.

"Don't mention it, alright. I got you."