Title:           Beating Hearts Ch.1 The Drunk Mare
Author:          Diddo
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First Edit:      Monday 21st of October 2013 07:38:27 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 21st of October 2013 07:38:27 PM CDT

> you are awakened by the sound of quiet mumbles of words coming down stairs.
>you grumble as you try to fall back asleep
>it didn’t work...dose it ever?
>sighing, you get out of your bed and put your feet of the floor
>you shiver as you put your feet on the cold wooden floor
>its always cold this time of year
>you get up from bed and head over to the bathroom
>after your done, you get dressed
>jeans, a white shirt, and a sweater. That's the cloths of your choice
>you look into the mirror at yourself, your hairs a mess, and your dressed like your homeless. Your ready
>you smile and nod to yourself and head downstairs
 
>down the stairs you head into the bar scene, ponies sitting at tables with friends talking to each other drinking there alcohol, just having a good time
>its nice to see the bar is finally getting customers
>you head over to the bar and sit down on the stool
>the bartender, a brown stallion with a graying black mane comes over and stands in front of you
>“boy anon, you look like shit”
>you smile
“aw, I love you too shots” you say statistically
>you both share a smile
>“so, what will it be?”
“give me a bottle of scotch”
>shots raises his eyebrow “you want something that strong when you just got up?”
>you nod
>he gives a small smile “its unhealthy, you know”
“geez when did you become my mother, shots?”
>you share a laugh as he go's under the bar to grab your bottle
 
>shots puts the bottle on the bar and you pop it open and take a drink
>you turn in your stool to look around the bar again, and you see a white unicorn with blue lighting hair carrying some equipment in her magic
“who's she?” you ask pointing to the unicorn
>shots look's where your pointing “ she's the entertainment tonight, some DJ or something”
>you smile “shes not like that other 'entertainment' is she?”
>“hell no, the magician is never coming back here”
“ya she was really bad, remember she challenged the crowed to a contest?”
>“it wasn’t as bad as when she set the bar on fire, couldn’t open for a week”
“what her name? 'the great and powerful' something right?”
>“don’t know, don’t care”
>you smile “ill drink to that”
>you take a drink from your bottle again
 
>as you finish your drink you hear a microphone turn on and tapping
>“uh, is this thing on?” you hear a female voice and more tapping
>“ya, its on!” yo hear a stallions voice
>the mare played with her electronics and some music started to play
>http://www.youtube.co.m/watch?v=5OARbs71o2c
“Dub-step huh?” you say to no one in particular
 
> a few hours,and a couple songs later, the mare gets off the stage for a break
>you finish off your third bottle and look over to shots
“can I have another?”
>“I’ve never seen a pony able to hold so much alcohol” shots says with a raised eyebrow
“I'm not just any pony” you say with a smirk
>shots nods and places another bottle
>as you take a drink from the bottle, the white mare come over to the bar and takes a seat
>“what will you have?” shots asks while cleaning a cup
>“can I have a bottle of apple jack denials” the mare answers
“you going to finish that yourself?”
>“Hell ya, I can handle it!” she says proudly
“Just don't use any fire magic...” you say under your breath
>She doesn’t hear you. She takes her bottle in her magic and takes a big gulp of the alcohol and places the bottle back down
>The mare then turns to you with a big grin. You just smile and shake your head
>“Its your turn, or can you not handle it?” she says challenging you
>You turn to her with a raised eyebrow, she serious?
“You challenging me?”
>“Ya, I bet I could out drink you” she says confidently
>“Hey anon, remember last time you accepted a challenge?” shots say's
>The bar nearly burnt down...
>It wont be the same...right?
“it will be fine...it think”
>You take a hold of your bottle and chug about half of it
 
>“Hit me!”the mare says. Shots puts down another shot of whiskey for the mare and yourself
>You both chug down the shots, this is your what? Tenth one?
> And your not even buzzed, damn pony alcohol...
>The mare gets the shot and shakily drinks it, shes done
>shots has the same idea
>“Alright, that enough for you, miss”
>“ah caz hab pour” the mare tries to say
“i think your done” you say to her
>“I’m fi-” she didn’t get to say as she falls over her stool and onto the floor
>And shes down for the count!
>you sigh and get off your stool
“ill bring her up to my room, how much do I owe you?”
>“ill put it on your tab”shots says with a smile
>you smile back as you grab the mare and pull her over your shoulder. You then head upstairs to your room.
>guess your sleeping on the floor tonight
>you hear the mare hiccup
>Damn mares...  
 
>You open the door to your room and step inside with the mare still over your shoulder. She mumbles some drunken slur as you place her on your bed and pull the covers over her.
>You then head over to your bathroom and grab a glass of water and a bucket, she will need these tomorrow...
>After placing the cup of water and the bucket near the bed, you head into the closet to grab another blanket and pillow
>Good think you keep extra
>You go into the middle of the room and and lay on the ground, placing the pillow where your head was going and the blanket to cover you.
>You look at the clock, its already 4am
“this is going to be a interesting morning...” you mumble to yourself as you drift off into sleep.
 
>You only get a few hours sleep before the sun starts to come into the room and over your face. You grumble as you open your eyes for the new morning...
>You get off the floor out of your “bed” and head over to the bathroom and to the mirror to... oh wait you already did everything you  normally do in the morning, so I guess you should just go downstairs and-
>You hear a groan from your bed... oh right, the mare
“Water is on the side table and bucket is next to the bed if you need it” you call into the other room
>you hear another groan then silence, you smile to yourself , when was the last time you seen someone this hungover?
>You sigh and head into the other room and see the white mare laying in bed , the smell of puck is in the air. Guess she used the bucket
“You alright?” you ask as you walk up to the bed
>“kill me...” she mumbles, you let out a laugh
“You'll be fine, just have a hot shower and lets get some breakfast” you suggest
>Her ears perk up at the work 'breakfast' and she gives a small nod before getting out of bed and headed to the bathroom
>you hear water start to run, and you decide to head downstairs
 
>you start to head down the stairs as you hear the familiar voice of shots
>“Hey anon, hows your morning?”
“I have a sick mare upstairs and my room smells like puck, not the worst morning I’ve had”
>“what is the worst morning you've had?” shots asks
“My worst morning will give you nightmares, shots” you say jokingly
>you both share a laugh
“so, hows the misses?”
>“Ah, same-old, still a little grouchy because-”
“I swear I didn’t do it!” you blurt out
> “oh no, its not your fault, she just wants me home earlier the the bar closes”
“well, if you let me run it...”
>“HA, then ill really go out of busyness” shots jokes
“no it wont...” you say with a small frown
>“I just don’t know what to do ya know?”
“just get her some flowers and spend a night with her, the bar is nice but a women, er mare, always comes first” you say winking to him
>“i never though I would be getting advice from you, anon”
>you laugh
 
>You hear hoof steps coming down the stairs
“you ready for breakfast?” you ask
>“what do you want?” shots ask
“no offense shots, but I want food that’s edible” you say winking to him, then a idea pops up “hey, why don’t you bring the misses down hear and have her cook for the customers”
>“Whats wrong with my cooking?” he asks
“its not edible” you say as you and the  mare head out the door
 
>you and the mare... you really need to get her name, anyway you are walking down mane street of ponyville
“So where do you want to eat?”
>“how about sugar cube corner?” she suggests
“Sure why not?”
>you walk down the street with the ma-
“So, before we have breakfast together I really need to kno- ”
>“Hey vinyl, how did the bar go?” you hear a mares voice call's
>You know that voice...
“Fuck...” you say as you see a rainbow flash by