The party was in full swing. ‘Diane has really outdone herself’, Havoc thought. ‘I doubt even the original Pinkie could do better than this’. It seemed that both the guards and the Merry Mares had forgotten about the fierce battle between them, in which both sides had been decimated, especially when one watched each side dance and even flirt with the other. Havoc didn’t know if this was some pony thing he couldn’t understand due to his human nature, but he sure knew that he didn’t want to stay close to any of the guards that had tried to kill him and Diane hours earlier. He had decided not to voice his opinion, though, especially after some of the mares started to give him meaningful winks and smiles. He had never had sex with a pony in all the months he had spent on Equestria, and he was eager to try it. ‘It was a good idea to come to the party, if Disharmony is going to fuck me up I should at least have a taste of the legendary candy vag before it happens.’

“Golden Shower,” somepony called him when he went to take a glass of social lubricant, also known as hard-cider. When he turned towards the source of the voice he found Comet Tail. “We have to speak, in private.”

“Right. That. I had forgotten,” he replied. “Go ahead, I’ll follow you.”

Comet wasted no time in leading him to a small room where they could speak without anypony overhearing.

“I wonder how many ponies will believe that there’s something between us now that we have left the party together,” Havoc said as she closed the door.

Comet Tail replied by blushing under her dark coat. “Don’t try to change the subject, Robin has given me the mission of deciding what to do with you. Now, I will ask you some questions that I want you to answer.”

“Why don’t we make it a game? We’re missing the party, so we should at least have fun while we do this,” Havoc suggested.

“Can’t we just get over this as fast as possible, instead?” she said, slightly annoyed.

“Actually, no. I’m a draconequus, I feed on chaos. If I can’t ask or do stupid things from time to time I’ll slowly become unstable until I become a rabid beast. Literally.”

Comet raised an eyebrow. “Alright… Is Golden Shower your real name?”

“No, my name is Havoc,” he replied. “My turn, where did you study magic?”

“Why would you care about that?” she asked, making Havoc frown. “Fine. I studied in Princess Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns,” she replied after a few seconds. “You said you are a draconequus. Are you related to Discord?”

“No. I am a draconequus minor, he’s a real draconequus. Let’s see... If I were an unicorn, Discord would be Princess Celestia. Speaking of Celestia, have you ever met her?”

“Yes, all the students in her school have at least a yearly meeting with her. So, will you become a ‘real’ draconequus when you grow up?”

“No, unless you ponies become alicorns when you age. We are created by real draconequi, but we aren’t their offspring. Have you met Twilight Sparkle?”

“If being in the same room as a pony who was so focused in her studies that she didn’t notice I was studying in the same library room until I asked her if she could pass me a book she wasn’t using and I had forgotten to take counts as meeting then, yes. So, what are you doing in Equestria?”

“I’m just trying to live a peaceful life. But it seems that I can’t stay away from trouble. Maybe it’s my nature, that drags me to where there will be chaos. I have heard you are the most powerful unicorn in the city, is that true?”

“Maybe. There are a few unicorns that might have more raw power, but I haven’t met anypony in town that knows more about magic than I do. So, just how powerful are you? It is said that Discord is more powerful than the Princesses themselves, but what about you?”

“Well, it’s complicated. I can turn the chaos that happens around me into chaos magic that I can use later, but I have never found a limit to how much energy I can store, and as far as I know I can unleash all of it at once. What’s Robin Hoof’s deal? She’s the previous lord’s daughter, but why did Bruce become the ruler then?”

“Hm… Where should I start? I think this all started two years ago, when Robin decided that she needed to have adventures before her father became too old to rule, so she joined a group of raiders. The raiders are a band of ponies that sneak into dragon hoards and release anypony that might be prisoner. The raiders’ Headquarters were located in Tailton Springs, so when the city was destroyed by a dragon and Robin didn’t return to Trottingham everypony assumed that she had died in the attack. Then, just a few weeks later, Lord Jocksley died and the next thing we knew Bruce was the one in charge. According to Robin, he poisoned Lord Jocksley and replaced his will with a fake document which said that Bruce should be put in charge due to him being the best suited one. You can turn into a pony, do you have shapeshifting powers like a changeling?”

“This is a transformation spell,” he explained, motioning towards his body. “It’s a continuous drain on my energy reserves, and being hit hard enough will break it. I don’t know how changelings shapeshift, so I can’t say if what I do is similar. What did you do before joining the Merry Mares?”

They continued asking each other questions for several minutes. Comet learned much about Havoc’s nature, as he had decided not to lie unless it was necessary. She had focused more on his powers and abilities, as she didn’t care about his exploits and adventures. She also asked him about Diane, but she quickly lost interest when he told her that Diane was a pony who had nowhere to and and that she had been the first one to care about him, so he loved her as a little sister. Havoc, on the other hand, learned stuff about Comet and unicorns in general that surprised him. Stuff such as how unicorns learned their magic, what her cutie mark meant or why they used base ten for their numbers when they didn’t have ten fingers. The reason is so powerful, so deep, that explaining it to you bronies would destroy your minds. He also learned that Comet was the leader of Trottingham’s magical research laboratory, which focused on gravity magic, so she could throw a meteorite at him if she wanted to (and if Luna allowed her to take control of a celestial body).

“-and that’s why we don’t eat grass from the ground. Well, I think that’s all I needed to know,” Comet finally said. “We would have died without you to face Bruce, so now that I know you probably won’t mind control the whole city and become a tyrannical ruler the least we can do is letting you and Diane live in Trottingham.”

“That’s great,” Havoc said, genuinely grateful. “I have one last question, though. When Bruce hurt me I was in such pain that I can’t really remember what happened until you stopped the pain, so I have to ask… How did you manage to lift my axe with your magic?”

“I managed to copy the traces of magic you left on my fur when you made it be attached to yours and turn my magic into chaotic magic. I didn’t know if it would work until it did, and even then it was very dangerous. The chaotic magic was like a living thing that tried to eat anything that wasn’t chaotic. I could have permanently damaged my magic ability, so I’m not willing to try it again.”

“Hm… I didn’t know you unicorns could do that. I thought you could only use your harmonic magic. Maybe you will be able to use chaos magic safely with training or something like that?”

“Honestly, I have no idea. My field of expertise is gravity magic, which is pure unicorn magic. You will have to ask somepony else if you really want to know.”

“Alright. Then we should go back to the party or ponies WILL think we have an affair.”

“Have fun,” she replied. “I’m not that much of a party lover, so I’ll just go home.”

“We can’t have that,” Havoc said, levitating her to stop her from walking again. “Diane will get mad at me if she learns that I let you leave without enjoying her party.”

Comet Tail sighed. “Fine, let’s go back to the party. Drop me, your magic makes me feel sick.”

Havoc woke up on his bed. The moment he opened his eyes he closed them shut again, as the light of the room felt like two daggers stabbing his eyeballs. Then the headache and the nausea kicked in.

“Ooooow, I’m never drinking again…” Havoc muttered to himself, and then he sat on the side of the bed and made a bucket appear just in time to vomit in it. Then he disabled his pain receptors with his magic so he could think clearly. He was in his room, or in the room of a pony who enjoyed walls with constantly changing color patterns, and his bed seemed to have turned back to a regular bed. He remembered returning with Comet Tail to the main hall where the party was being held and convincing her to have a drink and try dancing before leaving. ‘Whatever I drank must have been really strong, everything after the second drink is a blur of ponies, alcohol, dancing and blueberries. Wait, blueberries… What do blueberries have to do with anything?’ It was then that Havoc felt something brush his side. He immediately panicked, as he was in his draconequus form and he wasn’t alone. He slowly turned his head towards the other side of his bed, and found Comet Tail sleeping on it.

“... Really?” he asked himself, the panic turning into surprise. “... No way… This must be one of those ‘totally looks like they had sex, turns out they didn’t’ situations. I probably got so drunk she had to carry me home and then she fell asleep because she was very tired. Yup, that’s totally what happened. I wouldn’t have forgotten having sex with her, right?”

Havoc shook his head and decided that, whatever the case, a good host always makes breakfast for the guests who sleep over. After peeking through the window to see that it was around noon, he quietly left the room. He turned into Golden Shower just in case there were more ponies who had decided to crash at his place and went to the kitchen. There, he found Diane making pancakes.

“Good morning,” she greeted him with a tired tone of voice, “do you know who spiked the punch? Because I want to kick him or her in the face.” She stopped to cough a few times. “It was already alcoholic, spiking it was just overkill. At least making sure everything went smoothly didn’t let me drink too much.”

“Good morning,” he replied as he took a bottle of water. “I have no idea. Is there anypony else at home?”

“Just the two of us *cough* and Comet Tail,” she added, wiggling her eyebrows at him.

“Good,” he said as he turned back to his draconequus form. He drank the whole bottle of water before continuing. “Diane, I don’t remember what happened last night. What do you know?”

“Well, you left with Comet Tail and returned like… Thirty minutes later? *cough* What a beast, you do it with her in the castle, then you continue partying and then you take her here for a rehearsal. *cough*”

“She spent all that time making questions, we didn’t do anything,” Havoc replied. “Now she knows that we aren’t evil so nopony will kick us out of town. What happened later?”

“Well… I glimpsed you both *cough* a couple of times, I think you were always together. *cough* A few hours later I saw you leaving, and you both had trouble walking in a straight line. *cough cough* When I came back you were both sleeping in your room so I went to sleep.”

“I just don’t understand how I got so drunk,” Havoc said. “I… Uh oh,” he added, his eyes opening wide.

“Uh oh? What’s uh oh?”

“Diane, don’t kick me in the face,” he exclaimed. “I think I was the one who spiked the drinks.”

“Wait, you mean to tell me that you *cough* spiked the punch, yet you got so drunk with the same punch you *cough* spiked that you can’t remember doing it? How do you even fail that hard?” she said, frowning as she coughed a few more times.

“Look, I’m just starting to remember it… You see, I have never gotten really drunk as a pony, and I thought that your bodies have more tolerance to alcohol than a human’s, so maaaaybe I overestimated how much alcohol I could take. And maaaaybe I made the drinks twice as strong as they should with magic… Yeah, that would explain why my magic reserves are so high. All that drunk-related chaos.”

Diane facehoofed. “Well, at least now I know who was *cough* the culprit.”

“Wow, Diane, that coughing doesn’t sound good. Did you catch a cold last night?”

“I don’t know, I felt fine yesterday until I went to sleep, but I woke up several times with coughing fits. *cough* I’ll go to a doctor if it persists.”

“Lie on the couch while I finish making breakfast, I’m running on batteries right now so I don’t feel tired at all. Hm... I think it’s more brunch than breakfast, because you can’t just call it breakfast when it’s, like, half past twelve.”

Diane nodded in agreement and left the kitchen as Havoc grabbed the frying pan with his oversized paw. ‘Wait, how did she grab this with only a hoof? ...Fucking ponies, how do they work?’

A few minutes later Havoc emerged from the kitchen, carrying a large platter filled with pancakes and a lot of water. “Are you feeling any better?” he asked Diane.

“I would lie if I said yes. You should wake Comet up before this gets cold. I so want to hear what you two did last night.”

“I’m actually scared of going up there and waking her up. She could… Wait, she’s alone, in my bedroom. Shit I better go there before the bed eats her or something.”

Havoc floated to his room, where he found that Comet Tail was peacefully sleeping… and that his reading lamp was dry humping his alarm clock. He ignored them and gently poked Comet on the side. “Hey, it’s time to wake up.”

Comet slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw Havoc she opened them wide and shouted. “AAAAAAAH!”

Then her horn was enveloped in a purple aura and Havoc felt the pull of gravity reversing and making him fall on the ceiling. “Hey! Cut it out!”

Comet stopped shouting and her breathing slowly returned to a normal pace. Only then did she release Havoc. “Mother of Celestia… My head is killing me… I thought I had left this part of my life behind when I finished my studies.”

“You are never too old for drinking until you pass out” Havoc replied.

“Not that! I meant going to bed with ponies I barely know!” she snapped back, and then she grunted as she massaged her head. “To make it worse, you aren’t even a pony. You better don’t start thinking this means there’s something between us, because there isn’t.”

“Wait… Just what happened last night?” he asked. “I was so drunk I don’t remember it.”

“I think it’ll be better for both of us if I don’t go into details.”

“...Holy shit, we really did it,” Havoc deadpanned, and then something sparked in his mind. He remembered being on the bed with Comet while being Golden Shower, making out like horny animals. ‘You taste like blueberries’ he had said when he first kissed her. “I… Just… How did I manage to convince you to do that? I hadn’t even considered approaching you that way before I got shitfaced.”

“I don’t really remember all the details, either,” Comet answered. “So, is this your room?” she asked, trying to change the subject. “It’s the weirdest room I’ve ever seen.”

“Yeah, I need chaos as much as you need breathing and this is a great help for those boring days when nothing chaotic happens.”

“Interesting… The lamp and the alarm clock are... imitating us. Look, I’m going to go back home before this becomes even more awkward.”

“Are you sure? We have pancakes.”

“Thanks but…,” she began, but the loud rumbling noise of her stomach cut her. “... Alright, I guess I can’t say no to pancakes.”

And so, Havoc, Diane and Comet Tail awkwardly ate breakfast. Luckily for them, Diane decided not to tease them, so she and Comet talked about what the Merry Mares would do now that they had fulfilled their main goal. That allowed Havoc to space out and focus on remembering what had happened the previous night.

“Havoc, are you listening?” Diane asked after a few minutes in which he unsuccessfully tried to remember anything else.

“Huh? Sorry, what did you say?”

“Comet said that Robin wants to *cough* hire both of us,” Diane said. “Comet, say it again for this klutz.”

“Yesterday, Robin said that she needed a treasurer, in order to make sure that we would be able to give everypony the money that Bruce had stolen back without ruining ourselves,” Comet explained. “She said that you were the best suited pony for this place, as you have proven both your skill at managing money and your loyalty to her. She also wants Diane to join the castle’s kitchens, she really loves her cupcakes.

“Hm… That is a very generous offer, now that Bruce isn’t fucking up this town’s economy there will be way less ponies in need of my services. I accept.”

“Me too! *cough*” Diane added. “Being the castle’s baker *cough* totally beats working *cough* for Butterball.”

Havoc zoned out again as Diane and Comet Tail kept on talking. ‘This is so annoying, it’s like when I was turned to stone and couldn’t remember my human life... At least that stopped happening when I remembered my name. Hm… How much different would my personality be with my human memories completely gone? We are… Hey, I’m wandering off the subject, I have to remember what I did with Comet Tail.’ His mouth scrunched in concentration, as he kept on trying to break through the alcoholic fog that was hiding his memories away from him.

“-that won’t be necessary,” Comet said to Diane. “We already have means to protect ourselves from a dragon attack.”

‘Dragon… DRAGON!’ the word made Havoc remember transforming into his teen dragon form and mating with Comet as she moaned in pleasure.

“Holy shit, we did things I thought only happened in porn movies,” he muttered aloud, and then he realized that the two mares had heard every word. Comet Tail scowled as her cheeks turned a bright red.

“If you are going to be like that,” she said. “Then I’m leaving. Goodbye, Diane.”

She got up and left their house before Havoc or Diane could say anything to change her mind.

“You blew it, man,” Diane said, then she got up on her two hind legs and saluted. “A minute of silence for a sunk ship. You’ll always be in our hearts, HavocTail.”

Havoc hit his head against the table in frustration. “Damn it.”