Anon happily adorned his shirt as Celestia lowered the sun to the edge of the horizon. He idly glanced over to see the moon rising in tune with the sun's descent, a testament to the magical prowess both of his wives still held, even this late into their pregnancies. He fiddled with the tie around his collar for a few moments as both alicorns walked in from the balcony, one noticeably more sleepy than the other.

"Well, I do believe we can call that a week." Celestia announced, her voice filled with exhaustion.

"Indeed, and what an eventful week it was." Luna added, much more pep in her step.

"Hey, at least it's Friday, right?" Anon chimed in, looking over his shoulder as he buttoned up his shirt.

Luna raised an eyebrow, "Honey, we have to work every day of the week, regardless. Weekends don't mean much to us aside from the lack of any courts for two days." She chuckled.

As the lunar alicorn walked up to Anon's side, she nuzzled his forearm, prompting him to provide the ear scritches she wanted. A dreamy sigh escaped her lips as she tilted her head to the side to give Anon's fingers more access.

"You know, you guys should just pawn your duties off to Cadence for the weekend... or maybe Twilight. You deserve some time off." Anon replied, now completely dressed. He turned and brought his free hand over to the other side of Luna's face, cupping both her cheeks as his thumbs rubbed just inside of her fuzzy ears.

Luna closed her eyes and melted into the treatment, a soft nicker leaving her mouth as Anon turned her into putty in his hands. Meanwhile, Celestia sluggishly made her way over to the bed, the bags under her eyes conveying just how exhausted she really was.

"Well, we are both taking some time off once the foals are born. Cadence has graciously stepped up for that time, but I won't thrust all of our work onto Twilight just because she would accept it. She needs time to grow into her alicorn powers." Celestia yawned.

"But that's kinda my point. You girls shouldn't have to be literally giving birth to take some time off. You deserve a bit of time to just relax." Anon countered.

"Methinks our husband wants us to join him for his weekend of 'guy time'." Luna chuckled.

Anon paused his scritching, an action that made Luna pout, "I mean... dope as that would be, I don't want you guys to get hounded by paparazzi and the like." He replied.

"And the paparazzi won't be following you?" Celestia asked with a raised eyebrow.

Anon shook his head, "Nah, they've already tried to smear my name a hundred times and at this point, I just don't give a shit anymore." He chuckled.

Luna and Celestia snorted, "Certainly not the sentiment you had when you first became out prince." Luna teased.

Anon rolled his eyes and playfully smooshed Luna's cheeks together, "That's because I was new to this, and you two. Now, after a year of getting to do things like this, I've gotten used to it." He quickly leaned in and smooched Luna's involuntarily puckered lips.

Upon pulling away, Anon found Luna's pouting face looking back at him, "You know I don't like you smooshing my face like that!" She indignantly exclaimed.

Anon snickered, "But you're just so cute!" He teased, making Luna blush.

Before Luna could respond, they both heard the sound of Celestia attempting to get onto the bed. However, she clearly struggled with her massive baby bump and already exhausted body. Anon hastily rushed over to her side and helped her roll over onto the mattress. With a grunt, Celestia found a comfortable position on her side, and let out a sigh of contentment at getting off of her hooves.

"You okay, hun?" Anon asked, gently cupping Celestia's cheek.

"I'm fine... just a long day, is all." Celestia replied, her voice already coming out a fraction of its usual strength.

Luna made her way over to her sister's side and gingerly laid her head down on Celestia's bump, "I imagine carrying the not-so-little one only made it that much more taxing on you." She offered.

Celestia chuckled, "It certainly didn't make it any easier, that's for certain."

Luna felt the vibrations of her sister's laughter reverberate through her belly and into her cheek, the feeling making her smile, only for a sudden kick to startle her and make her gasp in sync with her sister.

"Tia!" Luna cried.

"You felt it too!?" Celestia mirthfully exclaimed.

"I did! I felt the kick!" Luna grinned.

"You felt a kick!?" Anon excitedly chimed in, placing his hand on his wife's belly.

"I did. I think the foal kicked Luna right in the muzzle." Celestia giggled.

"Indeed. You have a warrior inside you, sister. The next Flash Magnus, for certain." Luna replied, giggling to herself.

Anon placed his other hand on his wife's belly and searched for a moment, finding no sign of warrior-like kicking from the foal for several seconds, making him frown.

"Oh, I see how it is. You're scared of dad, aren'tcha? Come on, gimme a good kick." Anon teased, gingerly poking Celestia's belly several times.

"Pffft, Nonny, stop! That tickles!" Celestia laughed, playfully swatting Anon's hands away with her wing.

"Alright, alright, fine," Anon held his hands up in mock-surrender, "Guess I'll just have to wait until next time..." He trailed off, "Unless I can tickle that kick outta you!" He suddenly exclaimed, lunging forward and tickling Celestia's belly and chest.

"Ahaha-An-on! Staahhhp! I-I'm gonna pee!" Celestia giggled as she desperately rolled side to side to avoid Anon's dexterous fingers.

"Nonny, you... you fiend!" Luna exclaimed, barely suppressing her own mirth behind her hoof.

"L-l-Lulu! SAAaaaavVE meeeeeEEEE!!!" Celestia cried, tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she giggled and swatted Anon's hands away.

After a few more moments, Anon ceased his tickle attack and took to just rubbing his hand up and down Celestia's belly, much to her relief, "Alright, alright. I think you've had enough." He chuckled.

Celestia wiped the tear from her eye as she fixed Anon with a grateful smile, "Thank you, honey. Any more and I would have probably wet the bed." She chuckled.

Anon leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, a gesture that made her melt into the mattress. There was a rushed softness about the kiss, like a cool zephyr on a summer morning. The contact made them both release a pleased sigh through their nostrils as their lips reconnected again and again. She lazily hooked a foreleg around his neck and pulled him in just a smidge closer, the velveteen feeling of his lips against hers making the last of the stress vanish from her mind. Upon pulling away, Anon lightly pressed his forehead against hers, just under her horn.

"And that would have been the funniest shit ever." He smirked, prompting a snort of amusement from Celestia.

"Not if you're the one that has to clean it up, dear." She teased, sticking her tongue out.

"Hey, it's not like I haven't gotten your other fluids on me before." Anon shrugged.

Celestia rolled her eyes as she suppressed a snicker. Luna failed to hide her amusement and let out a loud snort.

"Very tactful, dear." Celestia shook her head in amusement.

Anon laughed as he pulled away fully, "And vice versa." He shrugged once more.

Luna and Celestia both rolled their eyes at Anon before a knock at the door caught all of their attention.

"Ah, I'll bet that's your date for tonight, sweetheart. Do be good, won't you?" Celestia teased, shooing Anon away with her hoof.

Anon chuckled, "Oh boy! I hope he brought flowers!" He announced in a high pitched voice.

"You two are too much." Luna giggled.

Anon quickly leaned down and kissed Celestia once more before darting over to Luna and pulling her into another brief kiss. Upon pulling away, he gave both his wives a parting wave and headed for the door. Upon opening said door, he looked down to find not one, not two, but three pony stallion standing before him.

"Jav, Echo, Dusk. Ya'll ready to go get white girl wasted?" Anon grinned.

Dusk and Echo shared a look, "I don't see how we could change coat colors or into girls just with a few drinks... but we are ready for a good time." Dusk chuckled.

Anon frowned, "It's a human saying. It just means 'are you guys ready to party'?" He deadpanned.

"Ready as Tartarus. I've been needing this for a while now." Javelin spoke up, nodding toward the hallway exit, "Let's get going before the bars fill up."

Anon nodded, "Just a couple quick pitstops and then we can go meet Fancy down at the 'Pillars'." He replied.

Javelin did a double take, "Wait, what? Fancy's coming?" He asked, astonished.

"Yeah, he came by Day Court the other day and I asked if he was free. He also wanted to get to know our extra guest firsthand-er.. hoof, I guess. Still getting used to saying that around you guys." Anon replied, placing his hands on his hips.

"Our extra guest, being..." Echo trailed off, motioning for Anon to finish his sentence.

"Chrysalis." Anon announced, making Dusk and Echo frown.

"Uh, you do know she hates us, right?" Dusk questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, we killed a lot of her changelings. I'm not trying to get murdered while I'm drunk." Echo added.

"Guys, guys, calm down. Relax," Anon ordered, placatingly holding his hands out, "I've thought this through and I've even talked with her. It's gonna be fine. I'm not even getting that drunk specifically so I can keep an eye out on her."

"I didn't really plan to drink that much in the first place but now I definitely don't." Dusk muttered.

"Just bear with me here, guys. I promise that she won't ruin the night or whatever. We're trying to get her integrated into Equestria, and this was a perfect opportunity for her to work on her people skills... er, pony skills. Damn, I need to work on that." Anon shook his head.

Javelin let out a long sigh, "Welp, might as well get it over with then. Let's go get the bug queen." He said, turning tail and heading off down the hall.

The rest of the group quickly followed behind, and after just a few minutes, they found themselves standing outside a guest suite with nearly a dozen royal guards standing guard outside the door. Javelin, Echo, and Dusk parted to allow Anon through, and he was quickly intercepted by the apparent Sergeant in charge.

"Prince Anon!" The mare announced, giving a crisp salute.

The rest of the guards followed suite, prompting Anon to return the gesture, "Evening, Sergeant. I'm gonna be taking Chrysalis out on the town tonight." Anon replied.

"Of course, sir." The sergeant replied, turning around and knocking on Chrysalis's door.

A moment passed in silence, making Anon's nerves stand on edge, only for the sound of hoofsteps to register in his ears and the door to unlock. Chrysalis opened her door fully, her head held high to look straight at Anon. She didn't even acknowledge the shorter ponies around the tall man.

"Prince Anon." She greeted with a nod.

"Chrysalis," Anon returned the nod, "You ready to head out?" He asked.

Chrysalis let out a resigned sigh, "As much as I'll ever be. Let's just get this over with." She replied, stepping into the hall.

Anon smiled, "Oh, come on now! It ain't gonna be that bad. Who knows, you might have a lot of fun." He offered, encouragingly.

Chrysalis gave him a deadpan stare, as did all of the stallions and guards on duty, prompting him to flip everyone off.

"Alright ya'll can take your judgement and just fuck off with all that. We're all gonna get drunk as fuck, and we're all gonna have fun, dammit." He declared.

"That's the spirit." Javelin smirked, patting Anon's thigh.

"Changelings can't get drunk off of alcohol. Love, yes, alcohol, no." Chrysalis flatly replied.

Anon turned for the stairway, "We'll sort that out once we get there. For now, let's go! Ya'll are making me actually need a drink and we haven't even reached the bar yet."

With that, Anon strode forward, prompting everypony to follow behind, including Chrysalis. Although they didn't plan on it at all, the three stallions quickly found themselves surrounding Chrysalis on all sides. While Anon led from the front, Dusk and Echo found their places at the changeling Queen's side, allowing Javelin to follow behind her.

An undeniable air of tension blanketed the group as they made their way down the stairs and out of the castle. Echo, Dusk, and Javelin gave each other subtle glances every few seconds in silent communication while Chrysalis simply kept her eyes locked to Anon's back. However, it was clear to all of the guards that she was tense, and her wings irritably flicked under her elytra.

"Oh booze gods of the universe, please help me unfuck this situation, I beg of you." Anon muttered to himself, just quiet enough for nopony to hear him.

As Anon approached the front door of their first destination for the night: The Silo. The exterior of the bar maintained an aesthetic that could only be compared to a grain silo. It stood at nearly six stories tall, and took the entire street block. Its silvery-metallic structure reflected the neon lights of the district. Greens, blues, pinks, and every color in-between reflected and refracted off of the building, making it appear almost sci-fi in appearance.

Due to the early hour of their arrival, there were no ponies standing in line outside, something Anon was immensely grateful for. They'd managed to avoid the majority of Canterlot rush hour traffic by leaving early, but the closer they got to the first bar of the night, the more ponies started to notice the group, or rather, the lone changeling in the group.

The bouncer mare standing out front instantly recognized Anon and his entourage and hastily stepped aside, holding the door open for them.

"Go right in, Prince Anon." The mare gratefully announced with a slight bow of her head.

Anon gratefully nodded before stepping in, Dusk and Echo quickly following in behind him. However, with the batponies no longer obstructing her view, the bouncer quickly noticed the tall, unmistakable form of queen Chrysalis, walking up to her. She froze, her jaw agape and a fearful expression on her muzzle as she stared at the queen.

The instant recognition, along with the sudden spike in fear drew Chrysalis's gaze down to the mare in front of her. They locked in a silent staredown, one filled with utter terror at the sight she was seeing, and one with minor annoyance at the look she was receiving. The staredown lasted long enough for Javelin to look past Chrysalis at the bouncer and frown.

"Uh, is there a problem?" Javelin asked, loud enough for Anon to hear.

"Uh, n-no, no problem. J-just... go right ahead." The bouncer replied, ushering Chrysalis inside.

"Thank you." Chrysalis muttered, her voice devoid of any genuine gratitude.

Javelin quickly followed the her inside and into the foyer of the bar where Anon, Dusk, and Echo were waiting.

"Everything alright?" Anon asked, looking at Chrysalis with a slight crease in his brow.

"No." Chrysalis replied, simply.

"Alright then, let's get this show on the road." Anon clapped his hands together and smiled.

With that, he turned around and headed into the bar proper. The layout of the structure was clearly suited to pegasi and thestrals specifically, as the entire building was hollow, aside for a singular spiral staircase leading all the way up to the ceiling with walkways extending out to every floor. The railings were sparse, and there were nets just a dozen feet above the bottom floor in case anypony fell, as each floor had no railings to speak of.

Warm orange lights bathed the bottom floor in light while the second floor was filled with a neon cyan light. Each progressive floor had a different theme and color. At the base of the staircase, a circular bar sat, surrounding on all sides by dancing ponies and other creatures. A few minotaurs, griffons, and zebras were sprinkled in among the four pony tribes filling the building, most of them dancing on the polished hardwood floors at the bottom.

Synth pop music played from the booming speakers beside the DJ's booth. Said DJ wore a black dress shirt with a white tie over his aquamarine coat, and a pair of dark shades over his eyes. His horn lit up in a green haze under his spiky black mane, and the track changed to a more progressive house beat, prompting stomps and cheers of approval from the crowd.

"Oh shit, Neon Lights is here!? Awesome!" Javelin excitedly exclaimed.

Anon nodded and crossed his arms, "I told you this weekend was gonna be awesome. Let's go hit up the bar!"

Dusk, Echo, and Javelin gave their affirmations and trotted over to the bar. Only Chrysalis stayed put, forcing Anon to turn on his heels and make his way over to her.

"Chrysalis, everything okay?" He asked.

"I told you, drinking alcohol does nothing for me. Why would I go and drink it?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

Anon shrugged, "Be-cause it's what the rest of us are doing and it'll be fun if you join in?" He offered.

"I've never understood other species' inclination to drink the stuff. It's literally poison. You're literally poisoning yourselves." She deadpanned.

"Hey, if rubbing alcohol is for outside boo boo, then drinking alcohol is for inside boo boo." Anon huffed.

Chrysalis raised an eyebrow, "That's not a healthy coping mechanism." She rebutted.

Anon rolled his eyes, "Oh, who are you? The coping mechanism police? Just come on!" He ordered, although his tone was anything but serious.

Chrysalis gave a resigned sigh and followed behind as Anon turned and made his way over to the bar. Whether it was luck or all the alcohol already flowing through everyone else's veins, nopony seemed to even notice the changeling queen as she arrived at the bar, finding Echo, Dusk, and Javelin already sitting on the stools.

"Alright, so that's one strawberry daquiri, one watermelon vodka, and one red sangria. Anything else for you colts?" The bartender asked, batting her eyelashes at the trio as Anon and Chrysalis approached.

"I'd like a martini, shaken, not stirred," Anon announced, deepening his voice significantly, "Also I want to open up a tab for all of us."

The mare nodded, scribbling down his order, "Happy to have you, Prince Anon... now, for you-" She began, glancing up at Chrysalis and freezing.

Chrysalis met the mare in a staredown much the same as the bouncer outside and frowned, "Just give me sugar-water." She muttered.

"Uh, e-um... s-sure. C-coming right up." The mare stammered, very conspicuously backing away from Chrysalis.

"Don't forget the little umbrella on mine!" Echo called as the mare turned tail and hastily made her way to the complete other side of the bar.

Chrysalis observed her go, a noticeable crease on her brow as she sat on one of the barstools. For a moment, only the sound of the music and the dancing filled the air, and the group shared awkward glances as they struggled to find a way to break the tension that blanketed them all. Eventually, Anon coughed into his fist and cleared his throat.

"Alright, so you guys here about Sapphire Shoals new tour? Apparently she's gonna be doing a show here in Canterlot with Songbird Serenade." Anon offered, in his desperate bid to get conversation flowing.

Javelin nodded, "I heard that. Not really my type of music though. If she was doing some kind of collab with Fallout Colt, then you'd have my attention." He replied.

"Fallout Colt is for edgy fillies and mares that never got past their glory days of high school." Dusk snickered.

Javelin raised an eyebrow, "Oh yeah? And just what do you listen to, tough guy?" He smirked.

"Every stallion with a set on him listens to Corn." Dusk replied, confidently.

Javelin laughed out loud, "Corn!? You can't even understand what they're singing half the time. It's just gibberish."

"Maybe to an untrained ear, but to thestral ears? We can understand it perfectly." Echo chimed in, a smug aura of superiority in his voice.

"Oh, of course, of course. How could I forget. You thestrals are better than the rest of us at everything, huh?" Javelin deadpanned.

"Only the important things." Dusk and Echo hoofbumped.

"Like seeing during the day?" Javelin raised an eyebrow.

Anon laughed, "He's got you both, there. Ya'll are blind as shit during daytime."

Echo and Dusk immediately deflated, "It's not our fault that Celestia makes that ball of light so damn blinding. Besides, most life on the planet is nocturnal anyway. You're the one's that go against the natural order." Dusk huffed.

"And yet, we're the ones that rule the world." Anon grinned, holding his fist out for Javelin to bump.

"Imagine not being able to see during the day." Javelin snickered, bumping Anon's fist.

"It's not like you guys can see at night." Echo defensively replied.

"Well, we've got spells for that. Plus torches and such. Hay, Anon didn't you have technology that could help you see at night?" Javelin asked.

"Yeah, flashlights. Also night vision, but that shit's expensive as hell and you can really only see in shades of green or white." Anon replied.

Javelin nodded, satisfied with Anon's answer, "There you go. You can illuminate a dark space, but you can't darken somewhere under the sun." He grinned, triumphantly.

"You can if you put a cloud over it." Dusk suggested.

"How're you gonna get the cloud?" Anon questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Just close my eyes and fly up there. Gonna hit something fluffy eventually." Dusk replied.

"You're gonna fly up there blind? What if a pegasus just moves the cloud. Then you just end up flying all the way up into the stratosphere." Anon shook his head.

"Troposphere," Echo corrected, holding a hoof up in protest, "Only pegasi and alicorns can breach the stratosphere and even then, pegasi can only just barely do it."

"Aside from Rainbow Dash and a few members of the wonderbolts, yeah." Javelin nodded.

"Well they can go about half way into the stratosphere, but ninety nine percent of pegasi can maybe just barely touch the bottom of it. Also you gotta figure how much training they need to do to manage that. All your life spent just to fly really high for about five minutes before you pass out? Lame." Echo shrugged.

"Methinks somepony is jealous he can't fly that high." Javelin smugly grinned.

"At least we can fly." Dusk returned the smug grin.

"Eh, flying is overrated anyway. I'd rather keep my hooves on something solid. Less chance of falling to my death, that way." Javelin replied.

"Don't knock flying until you've tried it, bud," Anon spoke up, "Shit's awesome."

"Well not all of us have wives that can literally let us ride them into the sunset." Javelin playfully grinned.

Anon coughed, "I-I have no idea what you're talking about!" He replied, his cheeks heating up.

Dusk and Echo shared a look, "Wait... one of the princesses let you ride them?" Dusk questioned.

"No! Javelin is just being a shit, as usual. Where are those drinks?" Anon hastily replied, looking over his shoulder to find the bartender. However where he couldn't find hide nor tail of the bartender, he did see Chrysalis, her lips pursed as she stared at the bar in front of her, a bored look in her eyes.

Quickly picking up on her obvious lack of enjoyment, Anon loudly cleared his throat.

"Hey, Chryssi!" He called, giving Chrysalis a start, and redirecting the group's attention over to her.

She quickly looked over to him, giving view to the most peculiar sight Anon could ever recall seeing. The tiniest trace of a greenish blush covered her muzzle as she fixed him with a questioning look.

"What?" She asked, almost nervously.

"Come on! Join in the banter. Surely you've got shit to talk to these assholes." He teased, wrapping his arms around all three stallions in a wide hug, "Please for the love of God don't say anything about killing changelings, guys." He whispered, just loud enough for Dusk and Echo to hear him.

Chrysalis blinked owlishly at the group for a few moments, before dipping her head ever so slightly. She bit her lip and seemed to reconsider before quietly sighing to herself and looking up to the group once more, "Well... none of you can transform, for starters..."

Well I guess it's become a staple of this series now to have Anon go to a bar and get wasted. Kinda feel like I have to keep this trend going into the sequel... if there is one... who knows? Hehe.

As for Chrysalis, our poor little love bug is gonna have a good night whether she likes it or not! Although, we'd prefer if she liked it tbh.