Lil' Mane - Rack City (WIP, PREVIEW)

>You wake up.
>Your headache could kill a small elephant.
>You open your eyes.
>They hurt. a lot.
>You are staring at a white ceiling.
>Its pretty high up.
>You dare not even move your head.
>But you do.
>You move it to your right.
>Dashie.
>Ok, everything seems to be somewhat normal.
>But you realize that this bed is really hard.
>Too hard…
>Oh fuck.
>Its not a bed.
>Its the floor.
>Now why the fuck would you be on the floor?
>Its not just the fact that you are on the floor.
>You can't even remember how you got here.

>You lay still for what seems an age.
>Still trying to remember what is going on.
>Ok lets start from the basics.
>Its morning.
>Check.
>You are in a house somewhere.
>Check.
>what was your last memory?
>It was...
>In a car...
>No, a Limo?
>No, a Bus?
>A Tour Bus?
>With...
>Oh God.
>It suddenly clicks.
>You immediately try to get up.
>Your hangover makes it difficult, but you succeed.
>You survey the area quickly.
>Surely enough, there are ponies everywhere.
>You quickly cast your eyes to the small brownish pony that is laying on the couch, also clearly passed out.
>It can only be one pony in Los Pegasus.
>You quickly identify him by the crazy pony dreadlocks, the piercings in his bottom lip, and finally, the cutie mark that clearly resembles a huge microphone.
>He can only be the craziest pony rapper in Los Pegasus.
>Lil' Mane.

>Its already going to be a long morning.
>You stumble over to him, over all the ponies and bottles.
>you reach him and tap him lightly on the head.
>He opens his eyes, and looks straight at you.
>"DAYMN MAYN, THAT SHIT WAS CRAZY!!!!!!!"
>His commanding, yet oddly scratchy voice starts waking up all the ponies.
>You look over the whole room.
>Ponies everywhere.
>Including the Whole Mane6.
>Dash is on the floor.
>Rarity on one of the couches at the far end.
>Twilight passed out with a bottle in her hand
>Applejack, passed out on top of twilight?
>Pinkie, hanging by her tail from the fucking chandelier.
>Ok, Now what the actual fuck is going on.
>You turn your attention back to lil' mane, who is gathering his sunglasses and chains and things.
"Mane, what happened here last night."
>"What didn't happen, yo? Shit went down, Filly!"
>You don't even press for specifics.
>Wait, somethings wrong.

>Fluttershy, You didn't see her anywhere in the room.
>You look over again
>No sign.
>OH FUCK
>Jimmie rustle hitting critical levels.
>You hope to fuck that she didn't get involved with some cocaine dealer and get abducted (Again).
>You bolt around the house.
>You look for her high and low, but this is the Mane Money Mansion, and its pretty big.
>Garden. nothing. Kitchen. Nothing.
>Time for upstairs.
>There are too many rooms in this fucking house.
>You go through the hall and check every room one by one.
>Some are empty.
>Some have passed out ponies in them.
>in One of them, there lies a passed out Flake, with some mare next to him.
>Flake. one of the biggest rappers under the Mane Money Label.
>You couldn't give two shits less for him right now.
>Leave this room, go on to a few others.
>You are running out.
>You open the next door, room number 17 out of 20.
>Fluttershy, passed out on the bed.
>Jimmie's unrustled.
>You enter the room, and are instantly greeted with a somewhat spicy aroma.
>You ignore it.
"Fluttershy…" You say gently.
>She opens her wide, green, sleepy eyes.
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>"Anon…"
"Yes fluttershy, I'm here."
>"Oh anon… where are we?"
"We are in the Mane Money Mansion, if you must know."

>"You mean, THE Mane Money Mansion? The one owned by lil' Mane? The one where he and all his rapper friends live?".
"Yes fluttershy, THAT Mansion."
>Fluttershy didn't know whether to smile or be shocked.
>She let out a small squee, followed by a smile.
>"Oh, How did we get here?"
"Thats what I am trying to find out."
>Thats a damn good question actually.
>How DID you get here?