- 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.