Andrew walked down the hallway and into the bright light. He had a few ideas of what was going on, but he wasn't entirely sure. Once inside of the light, he could see four familiar biped figures, as well as a pony who towered just as high as himself. He smirked.

"Hey guys, how's life treating you?" He asked, they all looked like they were about to slap a bitch. Instead there was a tight feeling around his waist, and many warm bodies making contact with his own. No homo.

"Guys, you can let go now. It's only been a few hours." Andrew said, Twilight to the side slid her hoof into the ground, shuffling for a bit.

"Actually, the equivalent to what happened in your mind, was about three days." She explained, Andrew's jaw could not get any lower.

"THREE DAYS?!?! I could've been doing something within that time span!" He said, almost making a whining or crying sound.

"At least it's good to have you back with us, Captain." The Princess said in a motherly like voice.

"Please, no titles. Andrew or Drew is just fine." He said, as if he was blushing, but no visible red could be seen.

"Alright, Drew. Only because it fits you well." Celestia chuckled. Andrew smiled as he sat down on the lobby couch, Pinkie was sitting next to him, bawling her eyes out. He started to pet her softly and let her cry into his lap, making the situation awkward really fast.

"Pinkie what's wrong?"

"When you were inside of your mind we thought we wouldn't be able to see you again! I was so~ scared!" She bawled, Andrew patted her on the head. He started to cringe as

"It's okay Pinkie, I won't leave you like that ever again." He said, but he knew he wouldn't be able to keep this promise. Everyone dies eventually, and with his type of job, some sooner than others.

"Pinkie Pie Promise?" She sniffled.

"What's that?" He asked.

"Okay, follow me. Cross my heart, and hope to fly," Andrew did the little flutter thing that made everyone laugh, "Stick a cupcake in my eye." Which made Andrew slap himself in the face.

"Ow." He said in a mono-toned voice.

Andrew was getting uneasy and restless through the conversation, so he waved his arms in the air. He wasn't taking more of this boring conversation, so he went into the locker room to take a shower, he must have smelled pretty badly of he was out for three days. He lifted up his armpit and took a whiff, and it smelled worse than a dumpster at a zoo. He turned on the water and waited for it to warm up, as he did so he grabbed his knife and took it in the shower with him. He washed his hair out, and the soap looked all dirty and disgusting too. He rubbed together some shaving cream and spread it on his face, using his knife to shave.

"Hey Andrew I was wondering if you could-AGHH!" Andrew covered his private parts and whipped around to see Rainbow Dash, averting her eyes.

"Rainbow? What the fuck? Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?!" He was in a raised state of alarm. He was in a crouched position to cover up as much as possible, luckily Rainbow wasn't even looking, because he isn't doing such a good job with a knife in his hand.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't know you were bathing!" She had a deep crimson blush, Andrew on the other hand was a little rosy red. He was inside of the locker room, so there were no shower curtains or walls for privacy, and he still had soap on his hair, so he couldn't really get out either.

"It's fine... Just please get out." Andrew said, his voice was a bit shaken up, but he was going to live.

Rainbow left without a word, and Andrew let out a sigh of relief. He then continued to wash out his hair and shave the rest of his jaw line. He then turned off the pipes and he dried himself, wrapping a towel around his waist and walking out of the steam. He passed by the lobby, where everyone was sitting and conversing. Once Andrew passed by, everyone stopped and stared.

"What?" Andrew asked.

"Uh, Andrew? You're a bit under dressed." Helena pointed out.

"Uh, yeah. I just got out of the shower." Rainbow looked down at the ground, and had a blush on her face.

Andrew shrugged, walking back into his room. He slowly closed the door to try and not to interrupt anything important, he put on his off duty clothes, which were his fatigue pants and a black dry fit shirt. He stretched his arms as he went back into the lobby. There wasn't much of anything worth talking about, and Andrew entering the room only made it more awkward.

"So, what now?" He asked the group.

"I must be getting back to Canterlot, I have some important business to attend to." Princess Celestia's horn started to glow, and she was gone in a gold puff of smoke.

"It's getting pretty late, I guess I'm going to bed." Nick yawned, Jhon followed close behind. Andrew looked on over to Helena, who had a smirk on her face as she looked back at him.

"Hey Drew, you want to hit up the club?" Helena nudged him, he shrugged as a response.

"Sure, why not." He said, following close behind her, heading towards Vinyl's Club.

The club was very busy tonight, the bar was almost full, the club was packed, and Vinyl was on her mix table. She noticed Andrew and Helena walk in, and she put on a song to occupy her absence as she went to talk to them. Andrew looked around, i was like every month the theme of this place changed, either that or it's just because of all the ponies that were in here.

"Sup guys! What brings you here?" She asked.

"Helena wanted to go here, I guess she had a song intended." Andrew explained, Helena nodded.

"Yup, I do. As a matter of fact you do too." She laughed.

"Wait, why me?"

"Because I told you to, now come with me, you go on right after me." She said happily, pulling him on stage.

Helena smoothly plugged in her iPod into the port and selected a song. Andrew moaned, but Helena gave him that look again. He cringed before slumping himself onto the stage, he just wasn't in the mood to sing. Vinyl was also pushing Andrew to do this, even though he didn't know the fuck why.

"C'mon Officer Andrew! I'm sure you'll do awesome!"

"Oh no, I don't think that's a good idea... aaaand you're taking me on stage." He said in a monotone voice, making this situation much more amusing for Helena.

"C'mon Drew! It'll be fine! Just go with it, we haven't done this in forever!" Helena poked his nose, and he cracked a smile.

"That's the spirit! Here! I'll go first. Watch and learn." She tossed him a microphone, he caught it and he sat back and watched.

(Le Music)

Helena was out of breath, but then again she felt proud of herself. Vinyl was cheering for her, and the crowd cheered for her as well. Andrew clapped for her, and she took a bow as she left the stage.

"Try and top that, Mr. Pout Face." She said in a toying manner. Andrew took out his iPod and plugged it in, it sparked to life as he put it in the docking station. It hasn't been charged in forever, but it still had great audio. He shuffled through his list of songs, and he let it play on it's own.

(Music!)

Andrew then waved himself off of the stage, in a cool manner. He was never one to be fond of popularity, he was always one to stay off the grid. The thing is it's kind of hard to do that knowing that you're one of four humans stuck in a world full of ponies and mythical creatures.

He walked out of the club, taking a late night stroll down Ponyville Square. He sat down on a bench, stretching out his legs and looking up at the night sky. He was accompanied by a magical force, instinctively, he drew his sidearm. Only to lower it as the magical distortion was none other than Princess Luna, who for some reason decided to come and visit.

"Your Majesty? What brings you here?" He asked, bowing.

"Please Captain, just call me Luna."

"Okay Luna, but why are you here?"

"Big Sister has told us about your predicament about your coma. I came here to see if you were alright." She looked cautiously at Andrew.

"Of course I am, I wouldn't be singing if I wasn't."

"You... sing?" She tilted her head.

"Yeah, I also drink too. Though it's hard to get hammered these days."

"Of all things going on, you worry about getting drunk?"

"It depends on the situation. With ghosts of the past haunting you your whole life, you need some sort of alcoholic beverage to take it off your mind. I prefer either Moonshine or Scotch myself, but I'm not in the mood to be drinking lately." Luna nodded.

"Come with me Andrew, I wish to speak with you." She started walking in a general direction, Andrew had no choice but to follow.

"Yes ma'am." He said, holstering his Desert Eagle, following close behind the Night Princess.

Author's Notes:

Well, that was interestingly boring. I'm tired as fuck right now.