Peter emptied his stomach into the paper bag once more, and Rainbow Dash immediately put a wing around his shoulder.

"Twilight, why couldn't he breath before?"

"He had to throw up, but he was trying to hold it back. And he couldn't ask for a bag, because then it would've come out."

Rainbow Dash nodded, not feeling the least bit queasy.

"Hey, Dash..."

Peter paused, ejecting bile into the bag once more, sounds he'd never heard himself make before escaping from his lips.

"I thought you said you were squeamish..."

Rainbow Dash smiled, rubbing Peter's back as he spat into the bag, the bile clearing away as the magically enchanted bag emptied its contents into...who knows where.

"I am, but only with a lot of blood and gore. I can handle a little, and I can handle barfing, but I cannot handle somepony cutting his own arm off."

Peter smiled, rubbing his stomach, the vomiting finally done after twenty long, painful minutes...

"Ugh...I feel a bit better now..."

Twilight gave him the bag, and Peter held it rather reluctantly.

"Keep it. In case you need it again."

Peter nodded, hoping that he wouldn't...

"Oh, and, by the way?"

"Yeah?"

"You should be happy that you don't have to fast for two days."

Peter raised an eyebrow, and so did Rainbow Dash, the cyan Pegasus asking the obvious question.

"Why's that?"

"Uh...well..."

Rainbow Dash moved closer to her.

"Tell me."

"I don't want to worry you..."

Rainbow Dash moved even closer.

"By not telling me, you're making me even more worried! Tell me!"

"He...he could've died..."

Rainbow Dash pulled back, and immediately embraced Peter, holding him for all it was worth.

"Oh, my gosh, Peter...you could've died...If we had to fast today..."

Peter gulped, holding Rainbow Dash just as tightly as she held him.

"Jesus...I thought that the acid in my stomach would kill me after three days...Well, good thing we don't have to fast, huh?"

The intercom relayed some disturbing news just then, interrupting their conversation.

"We must stop for a short time. We will continue in about three hours. We are very sorry for the inconvenience."

Peter groaned.

"Three hours for breakfast!? Ugh...I need a way to pass the time..."

He immediately reached for the Kindle, about to open the box, when Rainbow Dash pushed it away gently with a hoof, looking Peter in the eyes, love evident in the red orbs.

"Peter...you don't need that...you have me..."

Peter smiled, but didn't kiss her. His mouth tasted like shit to him, the bile still somewhat present in his saliva. He spit into the bag, grateful that a rather large gob of the vile bile was gone.

"I know, but...can we watch a movie together?"

Rainbow Dash smiled, whispering in a teasing tone of voice.

"Are you asking me out on a date, Peter?"

Peter smiled back.

"Definitely."

Rainbow Dash giggled and kissed him on the cheek.

"Well, I have to say yes. You're my stallionfriend, after all..."

Peter smiled, and reached for the box, the cardboard sending a shiver down his spine as his palm slid across it. He opened it, and pulled out the sleek, black Kindle. He popped up his knees, and rested it on them, without much success, as the Kindle Fire immediately flopped downwards.

"Shit...I wish there was a...hold on..."

He squinted, a small button catching his attention.

"Since when was that there?"

He pressed it, and a flap instantly came down from the ceiling, indents for bowls and glasses painted with a lighter resin.

"Well...that's..."

"Awesome."

Rainbow Dash nodded, agreeing with the declaration.

"It is pretty awesome..."

Peter bent the flap on the Kindle cover to make a triangle, and used that to prop the Kindle up on the wooden table, which conveniently stopped at their waste, which made it comfortable for them to look down at the screen.

"Alright...let's see what movies I have..."

Peter turned on the Kindle and clicked on 'Videos'. There were three movies there.

He immediately clicked on of a car, and three super drunk guys.

"What's that thing?"

"A car."

"And who are those...humans?"

"I know that that guy is Ralf Galfifinakis. I don't know who the hell the others are."

"Weird name..."

"For a weirder guy."

Rainbow Dash looked up at him, smiling.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Play the movie, Peter..."

She cozied up next to him, resting her head on her shoulder as the magic of technology played before her.

P.P.: "Okay, now just...make sure it stays in the right place..."

Plant Guy: "Yes, Pinkie Pie."

P.P.: "And that it stays in the canal..."

Plant Guy: "I saw to that..."

P.P.: "Good. Now, then, does it look like the Desert Eagle we saw?"

P.G.: "Yes. Almost exactly. Candy Balls are ready."

P.P.: "Okay...is it ready to fire?"

P.G.: "Ready."

P.P.: "Woohoo!! My Party Eagle is now ready for use!"

P.G.: "Why it so big?"

P.P.: "Because, I want to shoot such a giant candy ball!"

P.G.: "Good thing your tail so big."

P.P.: "Oh, yes, it is rather convenient, isn't it?"

P.G.: "Yes, Pinkie Pie."

F.S.: "Well, you did raise him from birth..."

T.S.: "Yes, I did...and he called me 'mom'..."

F.S.: "Well, you have to let go, Twilight."

T.S.: "But I can't! We both just acknowledged each other as family, as mother and son! I can't just...let him go!"

F.S.: "...I know. But trust me, you do. Rarity is in love with him. She'll take good care of him."

T.S.: "But not as well as I did! He is my son! How can you expect me to let go when he grew up in less than a day!?"

F.S.: "Look, I know it's going to be difficult, but-"

T.S.: "Difficult? Difficult!? That doesn't even begin to describe it!"

F.S.: "Listen to me. You have to let go. All mothers do."

T.S.: "Yes, but...we never did anything that a mother and son do...I never took him to the park when he was a baby dragon, I always had him helping me in my library...now, if we go to the Canterlot park, it will be as friends, not as family...I just...I just don't want to lose him..."

F.S.: "Shh...it's okay..."

Rarity: "I mean, he's Twilight's son..."

A.J.: "Well, Ah always thought of them as more of...brother and sister, y'know?"

Rarity: "But...she hatched him...she is his mother..."

A.J.: "Well, Ah guess yer' right..."

Rarity: "But, it's so...so...odd. I'm dating my friends' son!"

A.J.: "Jus'...jus' try to see past that. Ah just hope that Twilight can..."

Rarity: "What...whatever do you mean, Applejack?"

A.J.: "She's bound to feel protective of him. Like y'all said, he's her son. She's going to feel mighty protective of that dragon."

Rarity: "Hm...I will do everything in my power to ensure his safety, well-being, and happiness."

Fluttershy looked over at Spike, the adolescent dragon still sleeping. She had an idea...

P.P.: "Well? How is it?"

P.G.: "It good. It fire air."

P.P.: "Alright...we'll just have to test it tonight...oh, I'm scared..."

P.G.: "Do not be. Will work. Trust me."

P.P.: "Okay, Plant Guy...I will..."

P.G.: "Good."

F.S.: "Spike? We need to talk."

Spike: "Mmf? Wha?"

T.S.: "Wake up, Spike..."

Spike: "Morning, Twilight..."

T.S.: "Good morning, Spike."

Spike: "So...what do you guys want to talk about?"

T.S.: "Spike, I feel as though we haven't done enough...you know...as a family. As mother and son."

Spike: "Well...what do you mean?"

T.S.: "Like...go to the movies, or walk in the park, or...stuff like that."

Spike: "Well...we both have to move on, don't we?"

T.S.: "Yes, but...I feel like I've been a bad mother...because I never did any of that with you..."

Spike: "What!? No! You're an awesome mom, Twilight! You're the best mother I could ever ask for, and nopony can ever replace you!"

T.S.: "Not even Rarity?"

Spike: "She's not my mother. You're my mother, Twilight."

T.S.: "Thank you, Spike..."

Spike: "No problem, Twilight."

F.S.: "Well...I can see that you two aren't exactly going to...let go."

T.S.: "It'll be hard..."

F.S.: "You know what then? I'm going to help you two find mother-son activities in Manehattan."

Spike and T.S.: "Really!?"

F.S.: "Yep. Rarity will understand, I'm sure of it."

T.S.: "This is amazing! Thanks, Fluttershy!"

Rarity: "What if Twilight thinks I can't protect Spike?"

A.J.: "He don't need protectin' no more. He's a grown dragon. Well, a teen dragon."

Rarity: "Yes, but..."

A.J.: "No. Buts."

Rarity: "...Fine. But...Applejack, I have a question for you."

A.J.: "Shoot."

Rarity: "When have we ever seen...Twilight and Spike...do something together as mother and son?"

A.J.: "...Good question."

Rarity: "I was thinking, and I've decided that...perhaps...we should let them do some mother-son activities in Manehattan?"

A.J.: "Perhaps..."

Rarity: "Maybe we should...help them find activities?"

Just then, a shout interrupted everypony. It was, by far, the strangest shout any of them had ever heard in their lives.

"HOW IN THE HAY DID A TIGER GET IN THE BATHROOM!!!???"

Everypony stopped and stared at the hammock, the laughing couple making it sway madly.

P.P.: "A tiger in the bathroom? What is this madness?"

Peter: "I'm sorry, I just have to pause it, Dashie...

Peter: "Madness? This...is...THE HANGOVER!!"

F.S.: "Oh, my...do you really have to be so loud?"

Peter: "Sorry..."

R.D.: "Come on, Peter, keep the movie going!"

Peter: "Gladly."

R.D.: "Oh, my, gosh, that's so insane!"

A.J.: "...Anyway. As you were sayin'?"

Rarity: "Yes. As I was saying, I believe we should-"

R.D.: "WHAT!? HOW DID THEY GET A BABY!?"

A.J.: "What in the hay?"

T.S.: "Ugh! We're never going to get anything done if she keeps shouting like that!"

F.S.: "Yes, I agree..."

T.S.: "I'll go pull down the-"

P.P.: "No! I want to hear what's going on! Pull closed the screen in your compartment!"

T.S.: "...Fine."

P.P.: "Yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!"

T.S.: "...Yeah, whatever."

Twilight magically pulled closed the screen in her library compartment, the fine membrane whispering as it slid in its mahogany track.

T.S.: "Well...where were we..."

R.D.: "That was insane..."

Peter: "Yeah, I know, right?"

R.D.: "No, I mean, just...insane! I mean, that Mike Tyson guy, he's definitely insane...but Alan is so like Pinkie Pie!"

Peter: "I agree. I mean, he put ecstacy in their drinks, I mean, who the fuck does that?"

R.D.: "Alan."

Peter: "Well, did you like it?"

R.D.: "Are you kidding? That movie was awesome!"

Peter: "Dayum, it is..."

R.D.: "What's your favorite part?"

Peter: "Right after you suck these little Chinese nuts! Phhhpchyaaaaa! How that sound? So long, gay boys!!"

R.D.: "My name is Ciao. Lesley, Ciao."

Peter: "Did you die?"

R.D.: "Wait, what? He never said that in the movie..."

Peter: "In this Hangover."

Rainbow Dash stared at him, mouth agape.

R.D.: "You mean...there's more than one!?"

Peter: "Yep. It's called, 'The Hangover, Part 2'. They more or less try to emulate the first movie, and while it is funny, it's not nearly as good as this one. I mean, just...they lost a person! How the fuck do you lose a person!?"

R.D.: "Yeah, I know, right?"

Peter: "This is just the best movie ever...well, in its genre, at least."

R.D.: "I've gotta hoof it to yah, you're right on that one!"

Peter: "Damn straight I am! Brohoof!"

R.D.: "Oh, Celestia...I mean, Alan just says the weirdest things! Like, 'are the sunglasses okay', after hitting the baby in the head!"

Peter: "Oh, Jesus...I mean, just..."

R.D.: "Just...wow."

Peter: "Exactly. Now, then, for the best part..."

R.D.: "Wait...there's more?"

Peter: "Yep. I paused it. They show the pictures!"

R.D.: "Oh, my, gosh, I have got to see this!"

Peter: "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmplay!"

The pictures of all the crazy shit the group had done flashed on the screen. Rainbow Dash laughed in amazement, and laughed even harder when Mr. Ciao came on screen, pointing in amazement at how the night had unfolded. As soon as the images were over, she lay back, staring up at the ceiling.

R.D.: "Wow...that was...just..."

Peter: "Wow."

Intercom: "We are now moving on to the food center. We apologize for the wait, but there was a certain drink that wasn't done fermenting yet. We hope you enjoy."

Peter sighed in relief.

Peter: "Oh, thank you, God...I'm starving...quite literally..."

R.D.: "Mmf...we can finally get you some food...how do you feel?"

Peter's heart melted as he heard the concern in her voice. He placed the Kindle aside, and turned onto his side, caressing the curves of his face, laying it on the large curve of her muzzle.

Peter: "I feel just fine. I'm just hungry."

R.D.: "I...I'm sorry...I mean...you could've died because of me..."

Peter: "Not because of you. Never because of you."

R.D.: "Yes, because of me."

Peter: "No. For you."

R.D.: "What's the difference?"

Peter: "In one, you're guilty. In the other one...you're not."

R.D.: "I...I don't know...Peter, do you forgive me?"

Peter: "I forgive you. And I would kiss you right now, if it weren't for the bile I currently have in my mouth."

R.D.: "Yeah...in all honesty, I'd rather you not kiss me right now..."

Peter: "Good idea."

R.D.: "Hehehe..."

Peter: "Well, let's get some food, shall-"

Rainbow Dash held him back as he looked down at the floor, about to jump down and jostle his stomach like mad.

R.D.: "Peter, you're eating your food up here."

Peter: "But-"

R.D.: "No. No buts, you're eating it up here."

She pulled him back on the hammock, so as to prevent him from falling, and leaned into his back, laying her hooves over his shoulders.

R.D.: "I'm not letting you out of my sight. I'm worried about you."

Peter smiled, and preened her left wing, love bursting forth for the cyan Pegasus.

Peter: "Don't be. As long as I have you, I'll always be alright."

She smiled, and rested her chin on his shoulder, rubbing her face up on the side of his.

R.D.: "That's so sappy, Peter..."

Peter quickly poked her ticklish spot, bringing forth a small tremor and a laugh.

Peter: "Please, I know you're thinking the same thing."

Rainbow Dash giggled. She was thinking the same thing.

Peter helped me with my dreams, and my parents, and my...everything. As long as I have him, I'm always going to be alright...

Peter: "I love you, Dashie."

Rainbow Dash nuzzled his neck lightly, ignoring the lack of a coat on his pale, flat skin.

R.D.: "I love you too, Peter."

Wave Rider shook Sonic Tragedy awake, her best friend grunting as the summer sun shone through the windows.

"Wake up, sleepyhead. We've got to get going."

Sonic Tragedy raised an eyebrow at her friend, incredulous.

"You said that you doubted it was real..."

"Our new friend helped me see otherwise."

"What 'new friend'?"

Sonic Tragedy rolled onto her chest, her mane wild as she shook her head, trying to clear her mind, the cool air stinging the gap in her ear.

A scar that will never heal...

She opened her eyes, gasping as her eye lids revealed to her the 'new friend'.

A grand stallion stood before her, chest plate of gold gleaming in the harsh summer sun, his white coat and wings accentuating the glare that temporary blinded the rather-less-grand Pegasus with morning mane.

"Uh...hello, sir..."

"Good day, madame. I trust you two are packed?"

"Yes, sir, Sonic Tragedy and I are ready to go to Las Haygas!"

"Good. Sea Breeze will be placed in our chariot and taken to Celestia."

"Oh, thank you, sir...just...make sure she's okay, alright?"

The grand Pegasus nodded at Wave Rider, the blue Pegasus' ferocity forcing him to take a small step back. Sonic Tragedy chuckled, knowing full well that even the most well-trained guard couldn't withstand Wave Rider's outburst of maternal protectiveness for the foal.

I wonder why that colt...oh, what was his name...ah, Burning Breeze...gave Sea Breeze to Wave Rider in the first place? She wasn't very responsible back then...

In all honesty, Wave Rider hadn't been. Her house had been a mess, and all she did was go out and shred the waves. However, all of that changed when Sea Breeze had entered her life.

Her first reaction was to run to her closest friend, Sonic Tragedy. The only other pony she knew who shared the same hindrance, and gift: strange, inexplicable powers.

Once Wave Rider had found Sonic Tragedy, they had decided it was time to change how Wave Rider lived.

So, she got a job as a lifeguard. Being able to walk on water (but not clouds), it was exceedingly easy for her to make enough bits for her and her new family member.

After that, she had brought a house, rather than the shanty apartment she had been living in. Luckily for her, she managed to purchase the house right next door to Sonic Tragedy. Together, the two of them watched after Sea Breeze, Sonic Tragedy occasionally visiting and staying over night when Wave Rider had to go shopping, or do an overnight as a lifeguard.

And now, after all of their hard work, and struggles to change Wave Rider's life style, they were going to Las Haygas, to stay in the Tower de Celestia there, courtesy of Celestia.

It's almost like she knew...and she's rewarding us...

She pushed the idea out, concentrating on her walking, the hot summer sun beating down on her as she walked next to Wave Rider, their luggage carried by two fine stallions.

"Oh, I can't wait..."

Wave Rider's voice faltered as she threw a glance back to the chariot, where Sea Breeze lie.

"I hope she'll be alright..."

Sonic Tragedy laid a hoof on her best friend's shoulder.

"She'll be fine. Stop worrying so much, okay? The guard said that he would contact us through a...friend, in Las Haygas. We'll just have to wait to hear from them."

Wave Rider nodded, the two of them thanking the Pegasi stallions as they put down the friends' luggage, walking off to join the grand stallion that led the chariot. Within minutes, they were off, Wave Rider and Sonic Tragedy watching the golden chariot gleam in the golden sun as it departed, already sitting on their luggage in the cool shade of the train station.

Sighing, Wave Rider rolled her shoulders.

"And now...we wait."

Peter eagerly eyed the eggs as they were levitated through the window, licking his lips, his stomach growling as the enticing smell tickled his nose.

"Oh, man...I'm starving..."

Rainbow Dash nodded, staring into the distance. Peter put an arm around her, rubbing her shoulder.

"Come on, 'Dash. I'm not going to die."

He felt a pang in his heart as the full gravity of the situation hit him.

I could've DIED today...and I'm treating it like a joke...

He gratefully accepted the mouthwash from Twilight's magical grip, swishing it in his mouth and spitting it into the paper bag, the contents once again removed to...who knows where.

When he was done getting the bile out of his mouth, he kissed Rainbow Dash on the forehead, holding her close to him.

"Peter...I could've starved you to death..."

He pulled back, only enough to look deep into her eyes.

"Rainbow Dash, don't blame yourself. Don't ever blame yourself. I love you, okay? I'm never going to leave you."

Rainbow Dash smiled, and kissed him on the lips.

"Thank you, Peter...I needed to hear that..."

Peter returned the kiss when she finished talking, caressing her face with a hooked finger as he pulled back, his heart exploding with love.

"We all do from time to time."

Rainbow Dash smiled, looking down at Twilight with ire as she interrupted their moment.

T.S.: "Peter! The drink that Celestia found in your mind just arrived! Since Spike isn't a baby dragon anymore, I figured...why not find out what it is? So, what is it?"

Peter: "...I dunno. Maybe if I tasted it..."

T.S.: "I think we should wait until after breakfast. Come on down!"

R.D.: "Uh-uh. No. He's staying up here. I've got to make sure he's okay. He is not leaving my sight."

T.S.: "Uh...okay then. I'll send your food up to you. I see you two have already found the table..."

Peter: "Yeah. And we used it to watch a movie."

R.D.: "An awesome movie!"

Peter: "I agree. Oh, sweet! So many eggs!"

T.S.: "Yep. I made sure to-"

R.D.: "Wow. That's a lot of eggs. And a lot of water."

Peter: "Time. To. Nom."

T.S.: "Uh...okay then, talk to you-"

R.D.: "Peter, don't eat them all at once. I'm afraid that you'd get sick if you do."

Peter: "Ugh! I was planning on shoving them all down my throat at the same exact time! God diggity dangit!"

R.D.: "Come on, be serious."

Peter: "Okay. Sorry. I'll be sure to eat them slowly."

R.D.: "Good. And if your stomach starts hurting, I have the bag right here, in case you need it."

Peter: "Thanks, 'Dash."

R.D.: "Here's the water."

Peter: "Thanks."

R.D.: "Now, let's eat!"

Peter: "Great idea, Dash!"

Peter ate on in silence, occasionally stopping whenever Rainbow Dash told him to, trusting her judgement entirely. When he was halfway done, he lay down his fork, and took three huge gulps of water, sighing in satisfaction as he leaned back.

"Ugh...It has never felt so good to eat before..."

"Yeah..."

"And while the fasting may have been a pain in the ass...I don't regret it one bit."

Rainbow Dash looked up, love bursting through his heart as Peter said the exact words she had need to hear.

"Really?"

"Not at all. It's part of your culture, and I love you. I would do anything to be with you, or to make you happy."

"Just by being with me, you make me happy, Peter."

Peter chuckled lightly.

"Now who's the sappy one?"

Rainbow Dash punched him on the shoulder, lightly, chuckling as Peter held his shoulder, speaking in a rather odd accent that made his voice go super high.

Peter: "Oh, please don't hurt me, madame...I do not like being hurt...I am a total pussy..."

Rainbow Dash finally calmed down, and wrapped a wing around Peter, wanting to calm down for a-

"Oh, good! You two are done! I'll get one of the drinks!"

Rainbow Dash grunted heartily.

"Hey, Wave Rider?"

"Yeah?"

"How do you think everypony would react to our powers...y'know...in Las Haygas?"

Wave Rider looked up. She hadn't thought of that.

"I...I don't know."

Sonic Tragedy sighed.

"If I accidentally Sonic Disaster in Las Haygas? And what if you accidentally Freeze Walk?"

Wave Rider chuckled, Sonic Tragedy's names for their powers amusing her to no end.

"We'll just have to make sure that you keep those wings of yours tucked in, and I keep my powers in check."

Sonic Tragedy nodded, shuffling her wings a small amount.

"I can take them out. I just can't...flap. It makes a Sonic Disaster. It would break all of the glass in the Tower de Celestia..."

Just then, they heard the sound of a train, cutting their conversation short.

T.S.: "Well? What is it?"

Peter: "Holy shit, this is beer."

R.D.: "Beer?"

F.S.: "Uh, everypony..."

Peter: "Yeah, Fluttershy?"

F.S.: "We...we're at Manehattan..."

Peter: "What? I was looking forward to-whoa. We're coming in a little hot, aren't we? Is that actually the station?"

T.S.: "It should be..."

R.D.: "What if this train has super brakes?"

Peter: "That'd be epic."

F.S.: "Wait...we're...we're not stopping..."

Peter: "Uh...okay...bye, Manehattan..."

P.P.: "Hah! You said bye to a place!"

Peter: "...Yes, Pinkie Pie, I did. What, you don't do that every-"

Intercom: "As you might have noticed, we're not going to Manehattan."

Peter: "Yeah, no shit."

R.D.: "Hehehe..."

Intercom: "Rather, we are going to the Tower de Celestia...in Las Haygas. Enjoy, everypony!"

Peter: "Las Haygas? Sounds like Las Vegas..."

R.D.: "Isn't that where The Hangover happened?"

T.S.: "Oh, my Celestia! Las Haygas!? the center of gambling in all of Equestria!?"

P.P.: "And partying!"

Peter: "And The Hangover. And black Doug."

R.D.: "Ha! I remember that..."

Peter: "Right after you suck on these little Asian nuts! Phhhhpychyaaaa! How dat sound? So long, gay boys!!!"

R.D.: "Fwahahahaha! You imitate that accent so perfectly!"

A.J.: "Uh...what the buck?"

Peter: "The Hangover. Best movie ever."

R.D.: "Hay yeah, it is! Thing is, these guys, they go to Las Haygas, okay? And they get really drunk. They do lots of crazy shit, and they wake up in a hotel room. Really long story short, there's a Tiger in the bathroom, a baby in the closet, a chicken in the hotel room, an...'Asian' guy in the trunk, and they lost their friend Doug on the roof. The whole movie is them trying to find out what happened, and find Doug. Well, they find a camera at the end, and they did some crazy shit..."

P.P.: "Like as crazy as I do?"

Peter: "They stole a person, one guy got married, and they lost someone."

R.D.: "It's just insane!"

Peter: "Yep."

T.S.: "...Okay. Well, what did they get drunk on?"

Peter: "Jägermeister, and Ruffies."

T.S.: "Well, we'll make sure not to get those. Anyway, what's beer?"

Peter: "This specific brew is Samuel Addams. My dad knew the owner of the brewery, and I got to see the production, as well as the list of ingredients. Apparently, it was locked away in my mind somehow. Anyway, beer has a lower alcohol percentage than wine, but it can get you drunk way faster than wine can, because all of that percentage, albeit a small one, hits you at once, because...I think it's the hops that make it ferment faster...or something like that. I don't fully remember, but I obviously do."

T.S.: "Well, it sounds interesting."

P.P.: "Oh! Oh! I know! We should have a huge party!"

Rarity: "Right after breakfast?"

P.P.: "Okay, maybe later, at noon. I'll serve up the cake first, and then we'll have some beer!"

Peter: "Awwwwwwwwwwwwww, yyyyyyyyyyyeeaaaaaah!"

Spike: "Uh, Twilight? Is it okay that I drink alcohol?"

T.S.: "Of course, Spike. You're a...a grown up dragon now, after all. I've got to let you have some fun, right?"

Spike: "Thanks!"

Peter: "I can't wait 'till noon. It's going to be-"

Peter: "-awesome! Whoa, what the hell? The sky's changed..."

P.P.: "It's noon now!"

P.P. (whispering): "Thanks, author!"

No problem. I was too lazy to write everything in between, anyway...

P.P.: "Alright! Let's have this party! First, the cake!"

She pulled, out of her mane, a large cake, the rainbow icing pristine in its wrapping. Placing it down on the table, she reached into her mane and pulled out a large knife and a stack of plates. She cut up the cake into eight slices, all of them equal in size, and placed the eight slices on each plate, passing them around to each of her friends.

P.P.: "Now, eat up! I can't wait until we have that beer!"

P.P. (whispering): "Hint, hint."

R.D.: "That cake was good!"

Peter: "Yep! Thanks, Pinkie!"

P.P.: "Oh, no problem."

T.S.: "Well, while you guys drink, I'm going to study how it affects you, if you don't mind."

P.P.: "Come on, Twilight! You've got to party!"

A.J.: "Aw, come on, sugarcube."

T.S.: "No. I'm not letting Fluttershy spend the night alone. She said she won't drink anything, and you know that she'll stick by it."

Rarity: "Oh, fine. Come, Spike, let's have some of that beer!"

Spike: "But...I thought you hated getting drunk!"

Rarity: "Yes, but I can see past it to spend a fun night with you!"

Peter: "What are we waiting for? Let's get this party started!"

Obviously on cue, the speakers Peter was now holding burst to life, and a fresh beat rang out.

Sorry for party rocking!

Beer was passed around, and Twilight pulled Fluttershy aside, picking up a pen and pad as she kept her friend company.

By the end of the night, Twilight's notebook was full.

Twilight watched in amazement. Peter was dancing, Pinkie Pie was absolutely insane, Rainbow Dash was flying upside down, Applejack was downing beer after beer, Rarity was dancing with reckless abandon, and Spike was attempting to duplicate Peter's intricate steps, failing time and time again, only to get back up, taking another sip of his beer.

Twilight cringed as she watched Spike, worried that he would somehow hurt himself.

And then, Rainbow Dash crashed into Peter while trying to pick him up.

A scribble was jotted down on the paper held before Twilight.

Impairment of judgment...

While on the floor, Peter and Rainbow Dash had a small fight, shouting in a slurred language that nopony could understand, the both of them angered by such a trivial manner.

Causes irrigation...

Suddenly, the two of them engaged in a deep kiss, their fight forgotten as the music continued to thrum in the air.

Also causes sudden mood swings...

Twilight sighed, now knowing that she was in for a looooong night...

Wave Rider watched, infuriated, as the train simply sped past them.

"What in the hay!?"

Sonic Tragedy walked over, working hard to keep her wings from spreading wide.

"Maybe it was the wrong train?"

Wave Rider sighed, calming herself down as she walked back to her luggage, having just ran up to the edge of the station to shout obscenities at the train as it passed them.

"Sorry about that..."

Sonic Tragedy smiled, sitting down on her luggage, next to Wave Rider. She thought for a moment, fishing for a topic.

"So, what are you going to do in Las Haygas?"

Wave Rider looked around, and then covered herself in ice particles, effectively cooling herself in the hot summers' sun.

"Maybe just...relax. A break from saving lives, you know? Maybe get a few bottles of wine in there...hit the beach...make some bits at the tables...you know, Haygas things. What about you?"

Sonic Tragedy nodded, and answered the question herself.

"I'm going to hit the beach, too. Definitely hit a few bottles of wine. And maybe I'll join you on the tables. I definitely can't get a wing massage...I'd destroy the entire sauna..."

Wave Rider nodded.

"Well, if you can't get one, I won't get one."

Sonic Tragedy smiled in appreciation.

"Thanks...you're a great friend, Wave Rider...you're my best friend..."

They hugged for a moment, before returning to their luggage. Sonic Tragedy looked around, appreciating the marble floor and columns, as well as the marble ceiling. Everything seemed to be marble in this station...

She rolled her shoulders, shifting her wait as she relaxed, waiting for the train to arrive...

Twilight turned around, having just had a conversation with-

Her jaw hit the floor at what she saw. Fluttershy gasped, and turned her head, embarrassed.

There before her, Applejack and Pinkie Pie were in each others' arms, all sense and logic forlorn as they locked muzzles. A split second later, they disconnected, not blushing at all, their senses totally numbed as their inebriation took full effect. A furious scribble, heard only by Twilight as the music overwrote it, denoted the writing of a small note.

Beer = total loss of common sense. Never drink it.

Ever.

She looked back up, watching as Spike and Rarity went into Rarity's compartment. Worried, Twilight got up and followed them, and was horrified at what she saw.

BEER MAKES RARITY DO DRUNKEN DESIGNING. NEVER LET HER DESIGN WHILE INEBRIATED AGAIN.

The hideous designs, scrawled across the wall and floor, would normally be enough to make the elegant white unicorn vomit in disgust. However, in her odd state, she couldn't make heads nor tails of what she saw. Rather clumsily, she bumped into Spike, and the two instantly started kissing. Twilight backed out quickly, blushing.

A few moments later, a bang was heard from Rarity's compartment, and Rarity walked out, Spike not with her, his head visible in the pile of clothes, his beer bottle rolling around by his mouth, which was currently struggling to reach it, the dragon apparently having forgotten that he had arms and claws.

Don't let anypony consume beer ever again.

Get rid of it.

ALL of it.

She shook her head, deciding that this was, by far, the craziest party ever. Well, besides that one time, at the Grand Galloping Gala...

Her horn glowing, she pulled closed the screen in the entrance to her library compartment in the train, blocking herself and Fluttershy from the madness outside.

A gentle breeze blew by, the air casually rolling across the two Pegasi's coats, cooling and calming them as a train finally arrived, slowing to as top in front of them.

"Finally..."

They admired the exterior of the train, and then proceeded to enter, closing the mahogany door behind them.

Placing down their luggage, and dragging them over to their respective beds, they lay down, wanting to do nothing more than sleep for a little while...

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyup.
I'm sorry, I just had to.
But guess what?
Now, that allows me to set up a hilarious situation I'd come up with before.
What is it?
You'll just have to wait and see!
Why did I italicize see?
BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE IT.
NOW GROVEL.
GROVEL!!!!!