My Little Realities: C25 - Suddenly, Alcoholism Everywhere

My Little Realities: C25 - Suddenly, Alcoholism Everywhere

>you wake up in the middle of...  You don't even know what day it is
>everything hurts
>you fell asleep at your workbench
>face in a puddle of alcohol
>you seem to have knocked your glass over
>you pour yourself another one to dull the headache
>breakfast of champions
>mopping up the mess on your bench with your shirt, you wonder what to do for a while
>oh look, a bottle
>come here, gorgeous
>yeah, you like that don't you
>you're sucking away happily when you hear a knock at the door
>dafuk
>you stumble over
"Ohhh, what's up Dash...  What brringsss you here?"
>she gives you a kind of "what the hell happened to you" look
"Anon, it's like 7:9 in the evening, we were wondering where you were.  You don't look so good...  You sure you're okay?"
>Carl Sagan on a flying cracker
>the little get-together
>goddamn p0ny clocks
"I was umm...  I was just getting ready!" you say, throwing your almost empty bottle off to the side
>it crashes loudly
>Rainbow is not convinced
>she stomps her hoof against the door, pushing you back and blowing the door open
>it's not like she hit really hard, but you aren't exactly a stable structure at the moment
>the light of the sunset floods the room
>you hide behind your arm, it is blinding
>Dash sees the inside of the room and hangs her head
"So that's it...  You're gonna spend your days drinking yourself to death?  We need to get you out or something...  This is almost like the time Pinkie started partying with turnips..."
>you look away
>turnips?
>it’s Pinkie, you probably shouldn’t ask
"What the fuck else am I gonna do, Dash?"
"Get help, Anon, we all got hurt but you need help!  You know I'm not the best mare for this kinda thing but we could help you...  We could try if you gave us the chance"
>you know she's right
>you weren't much different from any other broken traumatized bastard out there
>your mouth still moves on its own, despite some slurring
"Is it going to stop them from screaming?  Am I going to be able to forget what they sounded like, what they were feeling when I fucking killed them?"
>Dash almost looks like you slapped her in the face
"What?  You...  What are you saying..."
>she doesn't know?
>she didn't feel them?  Didn't the others feel it?
"I felt what they were all feeling, Dash...  Every last p0ny on that field.  When we used the Elements...  I heard them and I felt them...  And I killed them.  I didn't understand what was going on...  I wasn't the Kindness they needed and they died because of it...  'Cause of me..."
"Oh...  Oh my gosh..." she stutters
>it's one of the first times you've seen Rainbow start crying this openly
>shed cried before, but she always tried to hide behind her hooves or turn away
>this does explain why your friends didn't seem utterly destroyed with PTSD
>they can hold their own and all
>but you'd been wondering why they were moving on like this
>it's not like they hadn't been grieving but...  You weren't sure just how well they'd cope with stuff like horrifying nightmares and crushing guilt
>not that they had much to be guilty about, they did their part right
>anyhow this did explain things a little
"Why... Didn't you tell us...  Why didn't you talk to us?  We're your friends, we were there" she says between sobs
"Didn't want to make you guys sad"
>she smacks you with a hoof
"You idiot"
>as Rainbow looks up, calming down
>you begin to feel a little better as she cheers up
>and it isn't the liquor talking
"I think I'm gonna go get cleaned up and head down to that Canter bar place...  Do they serve anything with eggs?"
>you didn't really know, you main diet had been alcohol and...  Well...  Alcohol
>she regains her usual cool and smiles
"They sure do!  I'll go tell the girls you're coming"
initiate 4_minute_shower.exe
>you try to pin down what gave you that relief
>you'll worry about that later
>right now you have to trim your two day shadow/beard, scrub and shampoo in 240 seconds
>you step out feeling like a new man
>your face isn't bloody, shaving was successful
>and that's how a HSLD operator cleans up
>you throw on whatever is clean and go out
>you're greeted by the bartender as usual
>he is surprised to see you this tidy
"Anon, sir!  The usual?"
"Actually...  I think I'll have some orange juice..." you reply
>not a bad move
>with your diet of late, scurvy wasn't impossible
>you also think that going easy on ethanol products is a good idea
>your six friends greet you at once
>you get dirty looks from a few of the male patrons as they see a pack of mares surround you
>PIMP AS FUCK
>suck it, haters
>Rainbow Dash doesn't seem to have said much to the group
>would be a bit of a mood killer
"Anon!  We're so glad you could make it! Says Twilight, slurring a little
>looks like she's already started to partay
"Sorry about being so late..." you reply, scratching the back of your neck
"Why it's quite all right, you were simply...  Fashionably late?" says Rarity
>you're wearing a green T-shirt with brown cargo pants
>you let out a chuckle
>A for effort, marshmallow
"So what did I miss?"
"Applejack wanted to challenge me to an eating contest and we've been feeding Twilight hard cider" says Pinkie
"This is hard ciderrrrr?" says Twilight
>she’s looking at her glass like it’s a complicated exam question
"whut do ya say, Pinkie?  Cupcake eatin' contest?" says Applejack
"Cupcake eating contest against Pinkie?  You got more guts than I thought" comments Rainbow
>you sit down with them and put on your game face
"I'm in"
>they better watch out
>you have hangover hunger
>Rarity is giggling herself silly at all your antics
>Twilight’s just giggling 'cause she's piss drunk
>and you're at your 19th cupcake
>this was a bad idea
>one more
>one more and you can beat Pinkie
>you fear for whatever toilet that'll receive the horror that will result from this
>Applejack is hopelessly trying to nibble down her 18th
>Rainbow is shaking her head at this madness
>Twilight is rocking back and forth
>you would swap her cider for water but you have bigger problems right now
"Aaanoon, what does “fffuck” mean?" asks Twilight, now resting her head on the tabletop
"PTPTFTFFBBTLTPTPTflflflflll"
>Pinkie gets a face full of chewed cupcake
>you burst out laughing, doing your best not to choke to death on the other half of the cupcake
sides.exe has committed an illegal operation and will be shut down
"he keepsss sayiiing that w-word and I donno whhaat it means" she continues
>everyone is too busy cracking up
>Pinkie cleans up and you all decide to go try the pool table
>your desire for an egg based dish will have to wait until those cupcakes go down
>you didn't even know they served cupcakes here
>Twilight has a hard time walking straight so she sits one out as you play 3 against 3 on one table
>Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy and Rarity are on one team
>Applejack, Pinkie Pie and you on the other side
"Rock paper scissors for the break?"
>they look at you like "what kinda purple dragon is he chasing"
>you try to explain them what it is as they facehoof
"Coin toss, we go on heads!" says Rainbow as she throws a bit up
>tails
>you step up
"I got dis"
>you break and sink a solid
>the table is a little low, but you start assassinating the balls one by one
>you're at your sixth when the solid aimed at the left corner pocket stops a mere hair from going in
>they got lucky
>if the table was at a regular height, you could have sunk the mat-
>oh
>they are all staring at you
"H...  How about Twilight play instead of me from now on"
>she is snoring on a bench bear the pool table
>Pinkie and Applejack shrug confidently, with a six ball lead, they don’t think they’ll have much trouble
>the opposing team nods in agreement
>you gently shake Twilight
"Oh goooood morning Anonnn"
"Twi, we're still in Canter bar"
"That explainns all the p0nies and stuff..."
>well, you may all still be in the bar but Twilight is gone
>she has left the goddamn building
"So, want to play pool?"
>Rainbow stepped out, glaring at the table
>she was out for blood
>with daring shots, she sank two with one strike and landed another stripe before missing a good rebound shot
>Pinkie tried to land a standard shot but it ended up deflecting at a completely impossible angle and nesting her ball right up against some stripes
>seriously it didn’t even have any spin, the ball just went off like it had a mind of its own
>Pinkie bends physics, so it looks like physics wanted some revenge
>Rarity deftly needles her pool cue with magic and dislodges some stripes from the corner, sinking one before coming short on her second shot
>Applejack rockets out the white and breaks apart the nested solid, sinking it
>Fluttershy squeaks as she nudges a ball about three inches forward
"I didn't want to damage the balls" she mumbles, blushing
>must…  not…  hhnnnngnggg
>Twilight stumbles forward
>her magic grabs the cue
>it swings around, almost impaling you
"Hereee I go"
>she stares at the table
>eyes glazed over and unfocused
>with a loud clack, she sends one across the table into a corner pocket
>impressive shot, actually
"Uuuuh Twilight" you say
>she swings over, supporting herself on the table
"Your team is solids"
>as the evening goes on, you catch Rainbow sneaking Twilight some more sips of cider
>for fuck's sake she'll get alcohol poisoning
"Heeyeey maaaYYYbe I should wriiiiite a letter to PrRINcess Celelslelsltia aBOut theE mAGIC of CiDDeder"
>this mare right here
"SpIke?  SPIiiiiIIiIKE!" she starts yelling
"Spike is right here, Twi" you reply
>Spike is asleep in his Canterlot suite
"Oh goOood, Take a Letr"
>you just sit down and Pinkie passes you some popcorn
>Twi is beyond fucked up
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>Applejack, Rarity and Dash just go quiet, not wanting to miss a second
"Deeeeeeear PrINCess mOLEstia, I Wanted to Seenddd youuu a LeTTeR ABOuT ThIS MAAAAAAAGICAL FUCKING...  I dDoonnt EvEBnt know what tHAT worrrd meANs... CIIIIIDER RIGHT HEEEEEERE.  Immmm just saaayan it is AWWESOME Like friendSHIpp and I LeRNeD TODay that iS the TRUTh.  Iiii ThinK JaaaaapleAck maaaKeD thIS wIth AAAPlles and STUFfff.  You NEEd to Tryy soOmMe.  YouR FacefuL stUdnent, TWillllIght SPA-*thunk*
>she passed out
>this would be streaming to OurOverlordGoogleTube if you had an internet connection
>she's currently snoring
>the night wears on and you all decide to retire to your respective rooms
>the smart purple one can't even see or walk so you will watch her for the night as your place is the closest
>Twilight is eight ways gone so you just throw her over your shoulder and head to your apartment
>to be honest it wouldn't look that much worse if you were carrying her with a shovel and a bag of lye
>but there really aren't many p0nes around to notice what obviously looks like >rape
>she'd be a boring lay right now, and you can't even pretend she not breathing so you wouldn't be able to get your kink on
>you end up promising yourself eggs tomorrow
>not for sex, just to make up for the cupcake binge today
>you give her the bed and take the floor
>the little party really took your mind off things
>the night was pretty entertaining and you end up falling asleep simply from being that relaxed and content
>you wake up again not an hour later, gasping for air
>curling up again, you hold a bundle of covers, trying to chase the dream away and you do your best to calm down so you don't disturb Twilight
>you fall back asleep, and your own cry of terror wakes you again
>you think you woke her up
>you just go fetal again and hope she falls back asleep
>you drift off again a few minutes later
>they get more vivid as the night wears on
>you bite your hand to help you focus on something else
>you're half asleep again when you feel something warm against your chest
>you wrap your arms around it
>you vaguely remember smelling apple cider
>you fall asleep again
>you wake up, feeling rested for the first time in days
>you appear to be spooning Twilight
>you don't remember drinking much or getting your pecker wet so you're fairly confident you didn't take a drunk librarian's flower
>poor mare has "virgin" in neon green on her fucking forehead
>she is adorable though, with her hair all messed up
>fuck "cuter than a button", she makes a pile of kittens look as cute as cardboard boxes
>you feel that fuzzy, warm feeling you haven't felt in a while
>you wouldn't want to be her when she wakes up though
>you wonder if you have any painkillers sitting around or anything
>for now you're a little trapped
>Twi was captured your left arm and is intent on not letting go, even asleep
>you can't find even half the amount of effort you'd need to disturb her so you just go back to the comfy, half asleep morning feel
>you don't really know how long you stay like this, probably a half hour
"Aaaaooooowwwwww"
>yep she's awake
"What happened...  Anon?  My head hurts a lot..."
>she doesn't seem to want to move around much
"Welcome to hangover town, population: you" you say
>she replies with an indignant moan
>you finally decide to get up to get her some water and see if you have those really fucking strong “P0nycetimol” pills that pretty much got you high
>goddamn horse pain killers
>she slowly sits up, eyes still shut
"har ye go"
>you offer her the glass and analgesic
>she pops it like a hooker
"The water helps with recovering from all that alcohol..." you say
>she just nods and drinks the water
"Anon...  Are you okay?" she asks
"Yeah, why?"
"You didn't seem okay last night when I was trying to sleep...  I don't remember much but...  You didn't seem okay at all…"
>you wonder if you can get them all at once at a certain point so that you can tell them what's wrong
>you hate the thought but at least you wouldn't have to repeat yourself so much
>at this rate you’re going to turn into a broken record
>you explain to her what happened
>thankfully, you can do that calmly compared to when Dash confronted you
>Dash really is a bro, you are thankful she was straight with you like that
>Twilight doesn’t look pleased at all
"As the Element of Magic I felt that something was wrong...  The Elements of Harmony let me know, somehow, what's going on.  Like when we used it against Nightmare Moon to turn her back into Princess Luna, I felt how she had been healed...  When we used them against Discord, I felt how he...  How he couldn't be saved and was locked away...  This time I just felt something go wrong and...  I didn't know..."
>she looks down
>she looks like she's about to be sick
"I'm sorry, Twilight..." you say
>you do not really want to make more p0nies cry
"Look, you want to know what I think?  I think we had to choose between two horrible things and we chose the best, but still horrible option...  We had to choose between the lesser of two evils.  Now you really aren't Fluttershy, so when we asked you to be, it was bound to go wrong but if you were like a second Fluttershy...  We probably wouldn't have lived a week past the day those things arrived…  You don't have much to be sorry about, the way I see it" she says
>Twilight, bringer of good, heartwarming feels
>you hug her while saying
"Seems that all those friendship lessons you told me about didn't go to waste...  This would make a better letter to Celestia compared to last night's"
>she raises an eyebrow
"What letter?"
>you stream the footage from your left eye of last night to a datapad
>she tried to beat you with the touchscreen yelling "DELETE THAT VIDEO, DELETE THAT VIDEO"
>you haven't stopped laughing since
>like hell you'd ever delete that
>she left after that, still a little plotpained
>you were about to go out to get something to eat, because alcohol wasn't food
>it should be
>shut up, alcoholism
>you open the door to find none other than motherfucking Doc. Graphs
>MAH ZEBRA
>you almost hug him too
"Duuuude, how have you been?  I haven't seen you in a while.  How are things with the R&D?
>his expression isn't as jovial as yours
"What's wrong?"
"Well sir, we...  The troops and I want you to help us run a follow up on the Root base.  Everyp0ny including me have only but the outmost respect for your leadership and we just wanted to be sure.  Celestia has approved our request, even if she didn’t think asking you would be a good idea...  We just...  I wanted to ask you personally"
>hunh
>that does make sense
>you would all feel pretty bad if you had just sat down, enjoyed your victory and then "Surprise! MILLIONS of Roots are flooding across Equestria!"
>being thorough never hurt
>you begin to understand what you felt with Dash
>you felt that you might be able to find some comfort if you helped the p0nies out
>in any way, if you helped them, maybe you could feel better
"I'll do it"