Author’s note: This chapter has been postponed for way too long, I really needed to put myself together to make sure I did not make false promises about chapters.

Berryshine felt sick. She was lying in an alleyway of Ponyville. She puked on the ground. Luckily she didn’t have to lay in her puke, the rain would wash it all away. She really couldn’t stay awake anymore and fell asleep.

The following morning, she was awoken by voices.
“Should we help her?”
“Why? It’s all her own fault, she just shouldn’t have drunk so much last night.”
Berryshine rised and looked at who was saying that. It truned out to be two mares who were on their way to the market.
“Mind your own business, will ya?” she asked
“Sjeesh, having an hangover much. Stop being a pest to the roads of Ponyville and we might leave you alone, Berrypunch”, and they walked away off to the market, probably to buy some food for tonight.
“My name isn’t Berrypunch” said Berryshine, or atleast, tried to say, but her stomach had other plans. It seemed like a good morning for the stomach to dump it’s already empty entrails on the road. And so the stomach did.

Berryshine wasn’t always like this. She had been a perfectly healthy student at the college of Ponyville, but in her graduation year, she went to a party with her friends. It was a great party, but sometimes on great parties not so great stuff gets consumed, and not everypony’s body does react well to that not so great stuff. Some puke once, others poop all over the floor. And Berryshine? Berryshine got sick for the rest of her life.

She had tried to visit a doctor about this, but they would all say it was because of the amount of alcohol in her body. With her disease nopony could be friends with her for a long time. It’s just so many puke you can take, before you leave. Getting a job was totally out of the question.

Berryshine wandered through town, she avoided the school as the fillies and colts there seemed to be extra mean. they had even invented a rhyme in a succesful attempt to hurt her. it went like this:
(Author’s note: I can’t write songs, just imagine this as a really bad song. Thank you!)
Berrypunch
Berrypunch
She doesn’t eat any lunch
Alco-hol
Alco-hol
It has devoured her soul
Needless to say, Berryshine always felt insecure when ponies sang that. She was stopped in her wanderings through town by a ponice pony. Because it was forbidden to be openly drunk in Ponyville, Berryshine was arrested.

“Berryshine. Is this your name?”
“Yes.”
“Please note: everything you say, can be used against you.”
“This is not the first time you told me this officer, and we both know that.”
“Just following the rules, ma’am. Unlike you, you have been seen walking around Ponyville drunk, again.”
“I am not drunk”
“Yeah, and I’m Celestia’s brother.”
“Please, believe me! I haven’t drank any alcohol for the past five years.”
“Why are you still failing our tests?”
“Cause I have a disease!”
“Drinking alchol and getting drunk, doesn’t count as a disease, it’s an addiction.”
“But –“
“No but’s anymore. You are going to jail until you have sobered up. But your statement about diseases has been noted, we will send somepony to check on you.”

Berryshine tried staying optimistic, but no doctor she had seen had been able to discover her disease and she had seen all of the doctors in ponyville. But they didn’t send a doctor this time, they had send for that crazy mare in the library. Berryshine was afraid of Twilight, and not just a bit. She had seen Twilight carry that Ursa Minor like it was nothing, and she had still ample power to make mustaches! Mustaches! The adding of things to a ponies body was quite dangerous, and if Twilight turned out to be corrupt, who knew what she could do? But the story is not about what Twilight could do, it is about what Twilight did. And what she did was as follows: Twilight magically examined Berryshine, saw to that Berryshine drank a lot of water, and then started to magically cleanse the disease out of every cell in Breryshine’s body. Because the disease needed a way out, Twilight had figured it would be best to do this throught the mouth, and it needed to be carried into something, and that’s what the water was all for.

This experience was notl very pleasant to Berryshine, as it felt a lot like vomitting. But after the fact, she had not felt so good in a long while. She helped Twilight in the library until she found a real job, and a while after that, her life was back on tracks.

Author’s note: I’m sorry about how long this took to finish. I started writing at 12 may, but I did not feel the urge to pick it back up after the 21th. Please forgive me, and don’t forget to write: mistakes I made, ideas for short stories, witty comments, comments about the story, ramblings over life and death, your input on how to deal with the incoming menace of trampeding benches with gold covered platemail made by evil statues, etc. .