Caramel looked at the disastrous state the Town Hall was and smiled. ANypony from outside will probably assume the town just suffered a changeling invasion or worse but no, this was just the result of the Ponyville Ponies partying like only they can. That gave him a small amount of pride, that peculiar kind of pride that only stallions can get. Or maybe Pinkie Pie.

He walked inside and his smile grew wider, noticing the destruction was bigger there. The room was filled with ponies either unconscious or too exhausted to get up. All but one, who was diligently working with a trash can attached to his saddle.

“Caramel?” he asked when he noticed the stallion at the door.

“Hey Time Turner, I just came by to see if you needed any help.”

“Could use an extra hoof,” he replied with a smile.

Caramel turned over to pick a trashcan, afraid he might have blushed at that. They worked in silence for a few minutes, fiving Caramel time to think about Time Turner. He was a couple years older than him but they tended to hang out regularly since Time Turner was friendly and easy-going. He had an easy disposition that made him the go-to-guy when handling paperwork, that´show Caramel knew him, one cider season when he came to assist the Apple family. They shared a cup of cider that day, he remembered that.

That memory made Caramel remember what happened last night and now he was sure he was blushing. It shouldn't be such a huge deal, it was custom to kiss the pony next to you when the clock strikes twelve on New Year's Eve. It´s not uncommon to see mares kissing mares and even a few colts with colts, it was just an expression of happiness, nothing more. But Caramel knew that kiss extended for a bit too much, just a little bit…

Caramel turned over, feeling like somepony was staring at him but Time Turner was working like usual. Caramel sighed and poked his forehead, trying to gather his thoughts. Even if that kiss was a bit passionate, it shouldn't mean anything. Even if he wanted it too, it was just silly…

“Hehe”

“What´s so funny?” Caramel asked Time Turner, for a second afraid he was thinking about last night too.

Time Turner nodded to a chair and Caramel approached to see Mayor Mare totally wasted on it. She was snoring out loud and someone has scribbled her face. Caramel laughed, pretty sure he knew the mare responsible.

“Always a party animal,” Time Turned said, smiling.

“You have known her for quite some time, right?”

“Since college. We became friends right on the first day,” Time Turner said.

“Just...friends?”

“Just friends,” Time Turner said and went back to work.

Caramel gulped, regretting what he just asked. It wasn't his business if Time Turner had a story with the Mayor or any other mare...or stallion.

“I think it´s time for a break,” Time Turner suddenly said.

“Already?” Caramel asked, taking a look around. Seems like there was still tons of work to do.

“First day of the year it´s supposed to be my day off. I don't like taking days off, I much rather stay here and help around.”

Caramel smiled, that was Time Turner already, always working with a gentle smile on his face.

“But if we keep working, I think I'll waste the chance to ask you out for lunch. Would you like to join me for lunch?”

“Uh..yeah...sure,” Caramel stuttered.

“Good. I was hoping we could chat for a bit, maybe about last night,” Time Turner said and smiled but this smile was a bit different, a bit mischievous with a slight blush on the cheeks.

Carmaled laughed, discovering a side of Time Turner he never saw before. He tossed the trash can aside and joined Time Turner, leaving the Mayor snoring on her chair.