- Danger Anon and the "Perfect Pour"
- >Day 215 in equestria
- >You are enjoying a night of celebration at the bar with your friends/fellow castmates.
- >Your stunts are getting huge. The entire bar lost its shit when you, Rainbow, Applejack, Pinkie and Fluttershy entered. Shit, the bartender even allowed you all to drink for free.
- >And drink you did. Oh lord in heaven did you all drink, for hours.
- >"H-heey anoon~" Rainbow slurs with a foreleg over your shoulder.
- "Hehe you're, you are so wasted."
- >"Yeeee haw!" Applejack cheers from somewhere in the bar.
- "So's she."
- >The two of you laugh raucously. Pinkie is dancing up a storm, while Fluttershy sways two and fro on the stool next to yours with a goofy grin on her face.
- >"Hehe hey, hey Anon."
- "Yeah?"
- >Rainbow holds up the camera.
- "...yes."
- >A few minutes later every patron is surrounding the bar, which you are currently laying on, in a semi-circle.
- >Applejack is standing over you but facing the opposite direction; her ass right over your face. You try to ignore the fact that her unmentionables are in plain view.
- >This was not what you had planned. Even with all the alcohol in your system this was going to be fucking terrible.
- >Fuck it. In too deep now.
- >Rainbro is dying of laughter already, so Fluttershy is holding the camera.
- >You turn towards it with a look of regret.
- "Hi I'm- I'm Danger Anon and this...God...this is the Perfect Pour."
- >The barkeep is standing on a stool with a mug of cider primed and ready over Applejack's ass.
- >"Oh, just so ya know Anon...ah was working the orchard all day and haven't showered."
- "Oh G-"
- >"GO!"
- >It begins.
- >The barkeep begins to pour the frothy beverage over Applejack's ass.
- >The amber liquid perfectly contours to her hindquarters, flowing down between her flanks, over her nethers-
- >And right into your fucking mouth.
- >This is what its like to die.
- "aaaAAAHGGKGKK HLURP"
- >"CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG" the bar choruses.
- >You try. Oh how you try. But its death, death in liquid form. You can -taste- the various...residues.
- "GAGHKLLLL HERLLGHK"
- >You gag and wretch. The Applejack cider splurting out of your mouth and all over your face onto the bar.
- >Now its in your eyes and up your nose.
- >Rainbow is losing her shit. She can hardly breathe. Fluttershy watches in awe with a blush on her features, her wings slowly rising off her back.
- >Fucking gross ass Fluttershy.
- >"Buck up Anon we're half way there!" Applejack cheers with a smile.
- >God, why?
- "-GLURG- HRGGGKK -GLURP- AAGHGHURKL"
- >To your credit, you manage to swallow some of the heinous brew through your spasms.
- >Applejack is now wetly clapping her cheeks together, sloshing more of the liquid atrocity across your neck and chest.
- >You have no friends.
- >Finally, the mug runs empty. The bar erupts into cheers even as you cough and splutter.
- >Still laying on the bar blankly staring at the cieling you give the p0nies a weak thumbs up. Rainbow's grinning, drunken visage comes into view.
- >"DUDE! That was SICK!" Rainbro screams over the din. "How do you feel?!"
- >You blink.
- >You open you mouth to respond-
- >-and vomit all over her face.
- >The bar explodes into screaming schadenfruedic bliss once more.
- >You and your cast get free drinks for life.
- >You are still unsure if it was worth the crippling stomach illness and eye infections.