"You owe me ten bits, Applejack," Walking out on the main street I hold out my hand to Applejack as we navigate through the crowds. Just as I predicted the senior officer had won the race, it wasn't exactly by much but it was still a victory. After regaining her energy Fleetfoot was able to make another push gaining the ground she lost, but by the last few laps she left herself exhausted allowing Soarin to make the last push to win the race.

Groaning, Applejack tilts her stetson to reveal a small coin pouch attached to its underside. "Y'all only won that by a nose."

"I still won." Keeping my hand outstretched I wiggle my fingers, "Come on. Cough it up." Pulling on the pouches, Applejack pours a few coins onto my hand. Once the coins are all resting on her hoof she takes her stetson back and reattaches the pouch before pulling the drawstring with her teeth and fitting her stetson back onto her head. "So... you keep your money in your hat?"

Applejack shrugs, "I've always got it on me. At least I always know where it is."

Taking my money pouch out of my pocket I drop the coins into the pouch, "That's why humans are better. We have pockets." As we walk down the streets of Canterlot the evening sun illuminates the cobbled street before us, many businesses are preparing to close for the night whereas the local nightlife is starting to awaken. Despite the fact that the night has yet to begin, it seems that various groups are already coming out for the night to drink their worries away.

I'll probably miss that most of all out of everything from home, the nights out with friends. After days of hard work and daily stresses, the one thing I would always look forward to is the weekend where I'd spend the evening at the pub with my mates getting pissed. I know it isn't the weekend but I've already made plans to help Applejack on Friday then I'm spending Saturday night with Luna, so I'm gonna make an exception and have a large drinking session on a Wednesday night... kinda like a student night when I was at college.

Looking back at Applejack I rest my hands in my pockets, "You haven't got to head back to Ponyville, have you?"

"Not anytime soon. Why? Is there somethin' else you want to do?" Applejack seems to look up to me with a soft smile on her muzzle.

"How about we go get some drinks? Ponyville only has the one tavern and I won't be allowed in the common room at the barracks."

"Won't it be expensive here? I mean, we're in Canterlot."

"The drinks are on me, then. I don't pay rent so I may as well pay for the drink. So, what do you say?"

Applejack's eyes seem to widen slightly as her smile increases, "So you'll be buyin' me drinks. All night. The two of us?"

"Yeah." Cocking a brow I lean closer, "Is that a problem?"

"N-no," Applejack responds almost instantly. "It ain't a problem. I just... want to make sure that you're fine with it."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

"No reason. It's just... drinks may be expensive here."

Chuckling I shake my head, "I've been to London for a night out, now that is expensive. I don't mind spending some cash, besides, you're the one who was paying me when I first came to Equestria. The least I can do is repay you in some way."

"All right then. Thank you, John."

"So where do you want to go? Find a pub? Go to a club?"

Applejack grins at my last suggestion, "A nightclub? I never took you for somepony who goes clubbin'."

"I rarely ever went to a nightclub, not really my scene. However, I fancy a change. I've only been to taverns here so I'm curious to try a club. Have some shots, dance like a complete idiot... and who knows, maybe even score some drugs."

"What?" Applejack freezes as she suddenly looks at me.

Laughing I step up to her and pat the top of her stetson, "I'm joking. Do I look like a druggie?"

Applejack starts to chuckle as she walks ahead, "Well you did take too many painkillers."

"Touche, farmgirl."

"Farmgirl? If I'm a 'farmgirl' then what the hay are you?"

"I'm a Brummie."

Applejack looks at me in confusion, "A what?"

"A Brummie. It's just what you call someone from Birmingham."

"Like I'd know that."

Stepping alongside her, we both turn the corner on the street and follow the road. As soon as I lift my head I feel as though I'm back home, covering both sides of the roads is nothing but pubs and clubs. Various patrons are filling the streets, a number of the mares are even dressed up to enjoy the night. Groups of stallions which are clearly off duty guards are moving down the street, pushing one another as they seem to be getting an eyeful of all the mares. Bouncers stand watch at the doors as a number of patrolling guards slowly stroll down the centre of the street.

"John?" A mare's voice asks from behind me. She sounds similar to Sunny, but something seems off. Turning around I look to the mare as she looks up at me. She has a coat of pale yellow with large turquoise eyes looking directly up at me, her mane falls alongside her horn in natural curls as it covers the right side of her face, a streak of dark orange runs down the length of her mane. Her Cutie mark is a white shield with a naval mast overlaying.

Lifting a hand I slowly point a finger as my brain finally catches up on, "You're Sunny's sister, aren't you?"

Smiling she seems to come to attention as she holds her hoof and shakes my hand, "Yes, Sir. I'm Windy Shield."

When I finally pull my hand free from her grasp I look down at her, "Why are you referring to me as 'Sir'?"

"Well you are a military officer, and seeing as I'm an enlisted mare-"

"-You're enlisted? Sunny never told me that."

Windy chuckles as she flicks her mane away from her eye, "Well, seeing as we're nearly identical twins she tried to find some way to make herself stand out."

"So what unit are you with?"

"Oh, I'm not with the Guard. I'm in the ERN."

Cocking a brow I glance to Applejack, "What's the 'ERN'?"

"The Equestrian Royal Navy," Applejack responds.

Windy grins as she shakes her head, "A Captain in the Guard and you still don't know about the navy."

Standing straight I narrow my eyes, "I'm still a Captain, I probably outrank you."

"True, but I know that you've been temporarily relieved of command, so I don't have to answer to your orders."

"Well... you're definitely a bit more relaxed than your sister."

Windy shrugs, "Sunny has always been the more serious of the two of us. I guess that comes with being the older sister, even if it is only by a few minutes."

"So if you're with the navy, what rank are you?"

"I'm a Petty Officer."

"Hold on... you'll have to bare with me for a minute, I've always been shit with naval ranks." Closing my eyes I try to recall what the army equivalent of her rank is. I know a Chief Petty Officer is an OR-7 so the equivalent of a Staff Sergeant, so I'm gonna guess a Petty Officer is an OR-6. "That would make you a Sergeant, right?" Windy nods, confirming my suspicion. "I bet that annoys Sunny. She's outranked by her little sister."

Grinning, Windy nods as she glances behind her, "It really does. I've gone through life with her trying to boss me around as the big sister, so outranking her is definitely a point I like to rub into her face." Following her gaze, I notice she's looking to a group of four mares who seem to be waiting for her, "I should probably get back to my friends. We've all been given some shore leave so we're going out for the night."

Before she steps away I call out to her, "Hey, you wouldn't happen to know any good clubs around here, would you? I've never been out in Canterlot so I don't know where to go."

A smile seems to spread across Windy's muzzle as an idea pops into her head, "You could always come with us. We were going to go to the Golden Horseshoe, I'm sure the girls won't mind you tagging along."

I turn my head back to Applejack, "What do you say, Applejack? I'll still buy you drinks for the night."

Applejack seems a little disheartened at first. After a brief pause, she lifts her head, "Sure. Sounds good to me."

"Great." Windy waves for us to follow her, "Come on. We'll head straight for the club, we're likely going to be there all night. Sunny told me that you can drink like a fish, John."

Grinning I rub my knuckle against my chest, "I can handle my drinks."

"What she didn't tell you is that she could never out drink me. I'll give you a run for your money." Heading across the street we join up with her friends, "John, these are Sunrise, Mythic, Crystal and Honeydew." She points to each of the girls as she introduces them, Sunrise is a dark yellow Pegasus, Mythic is a white Unicorn, Crystal a pale blue Earth pony and Honeydew is another Pegasus with a coat of golden honey. "Girls, I'm pretty sure you've all heard of John. He and his friend, Applejack, will be joining us. Now come on, let's head inside and get some drinks."

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"Is this really a drinking game on Earth?" Windy asks as she looks sceptically at the coin I dropped in her glass. We're sat in one of the booths which we claimed alongside the main dancefloor. Despite the night still being young, there are a fair few ponies out to enjoy themselves. The bar at the far end of the club is packed as fast tempo electronica plays from the speakers.

"It is in England," I respond as I lean back into the booths seat. "God save the Queen... well Princesses in this case. You need to hurry up, they're drowning."

"How is this supposed to make me drink quicker?"

"You serve the Princesses and they're drowning in your drink. You've got to down your drink in order to save them. Simple"

I notice the coin lift from the glass in a white aura as Mythic giggles, "Then why don't you demonstrate?" Grinning she drops the coin in my glass, "You'd better save them, Captain." Grabbing my glass I quickly toss back the vodka and soda mixer draining the glass of its contents. As the coin makes its way out of the glass I clamp down my teeth in order to catch it. With the coin still between my teeth, I rest the glass on the table and show the girls the coin as they cheer.

Releasing the coin from my mouth I catch it in my hand, "See. It's a piece of piss."

"Do y'all even know where that coin has been?" Applejack asks.

"Nope. It makes no difference to me, I've been in all sorts of weird places as well."

"Yeah," Crystal calls out. "He's been in Windy's sister."

Windy's friends laugh as she blushes mildly, "Thank for reminding me of that."

Cocking a brow I tilt my head towards her, "You knew?"

"Sunny... may have told me when she got back from the war. Then I may have told my friends," She smiles sheepishly before finishing her drink.

"You're just like Chaser, blabbing about who I've slept with."

"She's told me about him as well. Don't tell her that I told you this... but apparently, you're better than him."

I can't help but mentally pat myself on the back as the girls laugh upon hearing that. Ha! Fuck you Chaser! I'm better than you are! "So... you're not bothered by the fact that I've... been with your sister?"

Windy scoffs as she leans back in her chair, "She can rut with whoever she wants. It's none of my concern."

Honeydew shrugs, "Not many mares can say they've rutted with a human, though."

"Obviously not that many. There's only one human in all of Equestria."

Mythic grins as she rests her forehooves on the table, "Is it like a badge of honour?"

"According to Sunny, it is," Crystal adds as she starts to chuckle.

Knocking on the table, I interrupt them, "Have I suddenly disappeared from the room?"

The five girls share a glance before they slowly turn to me with sly grins. "So, how many mares have you been with?"

I quickly glance to Applejack who seems to be staring into space, "Why?"

"Come on, John," Windy calls out. "It's just some friendly bonding between us military personel."

"Alright then. I'll only answer if you girls answer first. How many mares have you been with?" Grinning I rest against my seat, I doubt they want to share their sex lives with me.

"One," Windy replies.

"Six," Sunrise answers with confidence. "Mares are better than Stallions any day of the week."

"None," The rest of the girls including Applejack answer simultaneously.

Grinning, I look to Sunrise, "Way to live up to the stereotype that the navy is gay." Sunrise only shrugs in response as a smile spreads across her muzzle.

Tilting her stetson back, Applejack looks to me. "It's your turn, John. You've got to answer now."

I roll my eyes as I sigh, "Three."

"Three!?" They all call out simultaneously. Applejack seems to be more shocked than the rest who only seem to be intrigued by my answer.

"Is there an echo in here? Yes. Three mares. You already know who one of them was."

Mythic grins as she looks to me with pleading eyes, "You've got to tell us who they were."

"...No." I'll be fucked if I'm telling them. Spitfire would probably be pissed if I told them about her, and Luna... well she'd probably just end up killing me or something.

"You do realise that we're just gonna guess, right?"

Scoffing I shake my head, "There's probably millions of mares in the world. You're gonna be here a while."

"Janine?" Windy asks. "Sunny said you stayed at her home during the war. It makes sense... just the two of you. Together in a house. Alone"

"No. I've never been with a Griffin. Besides, Janine is a virgin."

"Princess Twilight?" Honeydew asks as she wiggles her eyebrows. "Did she show you a special kind of... friendship?"

Applejack scoffs as she looks to me, "I highly doubt Twilight would try sleeping with him. No offence, John."

I've banged a Princess, just not that one. Besides, I've got the feeling she'd kill the mood by asking questions during the experience as she'd treat it like a science experiment. I shake my head, "No. I've not slept with Twilight."

"I've got it!" Sunrise announces as she points to me. "I heard you and a certain Wonderbolt got close during the homecoming celebrations. Not to mention the fact you both got tangled up at the Equestrian Games. Spitfire."

"Spitfire? Why her?"

"Just because. I bet she's the kind of mare who knows a certain trick or two in the bedroom. The way she shouts, she must be good with her mouth."

Grinning I nod my head, "Yeah, I bet she's good with her mouth." I know she's good with her mouth. I may have been drunk but I certainly remember every little detail about my night with her, she certainly knew how to use her mouth. "But, no. I haven't been with Spitfire either."

"You were with someone that night," Applejack points out as she finishes her drink. "You weren't doing that good at trying to cover it up."

"Yes, I fucked someone that night, but it wasn't Spitfire."

"Then who was it?"

"I don't fucking know," I respond as I run my hand through my beard. "I was completely out of it. It was only a one night stand, we only fucked." Groaning I get up from my seat, "I'm gonna get us all some more drinks. We're in a night club and barely buzzed, we need to get shit faced and have a bloody rave."

As the hours went by John decided to keep everypony topped up with drinks, he seemed pretty determined to enjoy his time in a nightclub while he was here. I ain't fond of them myself, but it was good to see him relaxin' for once. It was safe to say that after a few hours the drinks were starting to get to everypony. I wasn't exactly looking forward to coming here with some ponies we've never met but it has so far turned out to be a good night.

With the DJ taking a quick break, John was able to convince him to play some songs from his phone. Compared to the usual music he plays these songs seemed to be the sort of music I'd expect you'd here at a club on Earth. As the song plays out loud I rest my empty glass on the table as myself and Windy look to John who's dancing with the other girls. Compared to how he usually acts he doesn't seem to care what others think as he seems to be enjoying himself.

Dancing alongside the girls with his shirt open, he moves in time with the beat of the song. Taking a number of exaggerated steps on the spot his lifts up his elbows to match his steps where he adds in the occasional downward punch with his hands. Changing directions he brings his one leg across in front of the other before turning to the side. Repeating the action he then rests his hands on the trim on his trousers where he brings his leg up as he turns on the spot. He isn't exactly the greatest dancer but at least he and the others seem to be enjoying themselves.

My eyes drift slightly over his exposed chest as the flashing lights outline his muscular features, reflecting against the light sweat which coats his skin. As I continue to look I notice Windy following my gaze before she looks back at me with a sly grin, "I take it you see something you like?"

Quickly turning my head away from John I lock eyes with her, "What do you mean?"

"Don't try to play it cool. I saw exactly what you were doing, you were checking out John."

"I-I was not," I respond as I feel my cheeks heating up against my will.

Chuckling, Windy lifts her hoof and points to my cheeks. "You're not a good liar."

Sighing I lower my head, "Fine. Maybe I was."

"I don't blame you. He's the only human in this world, that makes him kinda exotic. He's kind of like a badge of honour for mares." I only nod as Windy glances to John as he attempts to dance. "He's tall, fairly muscular, a military officer, a war hero and not to mention he doesn't look that bad for a different species."

"Not the greatest of dancers, though."

Windy chuckles as she sips her drink, "True. He has passion and seems to be enjoying himself, that's all that matters."

Finishing off my drink I slowly shift my gaze back to John. "I've got somethin' to ask. What did Sunny tell you about... you know?"

Cocking a brow she leans closer to me, "Why are you so curious? Interested in him?"

"M-maybe I am."

"Well for a start, she said that his fingers are incredible at reaching... certain spots." I find myself leaning closer against the table as I listen, "However, she said he isn't as big as a stallion."

"Really?" I ask in surprise. "Look at the size of him. How the hay isn't he big down there?"

"Beats me," Windy responds with a shrug. "It's not all doom and gloom, she said he definitely knows how to use it. He also lasted longer than any stallion she's been with, that's a plus in my book." Grinning she wiggles her eyebrows, "So why don't you make a move on him."

"What do you mean?"

"You're a mare, he's a stallion... well, a male. You both have desires. Get in there."

I can't help but blush as Windy suggests I make a move on him, "Well, why haven't you tried anything?"

She raises an eyebrow as she shakes her head, "He's been with my sister. That kinda put me off quite a bit."

"Right." Pushing my glass over the table surface I glance back at John as he seems to be jumping on the spot with his hands in the air, "I don't know if he's interested in me."

"Why wouldn't he be?"

"For all the thing y'all just said. He's a military officer, war hero and he could probably get any mare he wanted." Sighing I run my hoof over my muzzle, "Somepony like him wouldn't be interested in a mare like me."

Windy just looks at me for a moment, "You know... you could always give him a push in the right direction."

Raising an eyebrow I look at her in confusion, "A push?" Nodding, she leans to the side and reaches into the saddle bag one of her friend left. Finding what she's after she levitates a small glass phial and rests it on the table. The glass phial is filled with a small amount of purple liquid which seems to bubble. "What's that?"

"It's a love potion." When I'm about to respond she raises her hoof to cut me off, "It isn't a full strength potion, he won't fall madly in love with you. In a small dose, it will do nothing but make him feel lust towards you. One passionate night of sex and he won't even know he was under its effect."

As she passes the phial to me I balance it on my hoof, "I don't know."

"The option is there for you. What you do with it is up to you." Leaving me with the phial she climbs out of her seat, "I'm going to join the girls. Who knows... maybe you'll be able to woo him the old fashioned way." Stepping away with a sway of her hips she moves towards John and quickly starts dancing alongside him and the girls.

My eyes lock back onto the phial. A love potion? I can't do that, it just isn't fair. But she said it isn't a strong enough to make him fall in love. If I gave him only a small portion of it then I doubt it will work that same as it does to ponies. I don't reckon a small amount will be any more effective on him than any ponies. I'd have to think about it. Removing my stetson I drop the phial into the inner trim and rest it back against my head.

Climbing out of my seat I decide to make my way over to the others and join them. Reaching John, he turns his focus to me as a smile spreads across his lips. As he smiles at me I start to feel a slight tingling in my stomach as butterflies seem to surface. It doesn't take too long until the two of us are dancing together, the mixture of alcohol and the club atmosphere helping us both to relax and enjoy each others company.

And I thought I wouldn't have gotten anywhere near him tonight with these girls around.