Title:           DrunkenAnon Tale 3
Author:          hNerion
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First Edit:      Tuesday 25th of December 2012 10:59:17 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 25th of December 2012 10:59:17 PM CDT

>Day drunk in your mom
>You have traveled to canterlot in search on true love and a new life
>And along for the ride was berry punch
>(what a bro)
>You rented a nearby home using the money you collected from pony ville and a few gems that rarity dropped when she threw away
>But that's beside the point
>You have finally decided on your next love
>You true true love
>A certain by the name of fleur de leis
>You saw on one of your days of wandering the town
>You turned a corner only to crash into her
>As you regained awareness you noticed the beauty before you
>That slim body with that full luscious mane
>You decided that she was Beaty in essence
>Far beyond any whom you flung I pomyville
>As your brained wracked for a thought as to how confess your feelings
>They weren't the same ones you had before
>Oh no they were so much more....grand
>It's as if every fiber of your being was calling out to you
>Telling you that she was
>The one.
>You knew that no simple confession would do
>You had to wow her
>Amaze her
>Leave speechless
>And with those thoughts
>Came an idea
>One so perfect that celestial herself would fall for you
>And with that thought
>You sent your plan in motion
>Dawn of the next day
>If you were going to get this right you had to set everything up just right
>First you needed to get fancypants on your side
>Cause none of this would mean anything without his approval
>After his blessing you would need to meet with an old contact back in ponyville
>Filthy rich
>So you sent a quick message letter asking:
"hey filthy, it's anon I need a favor. I need you to set me up at a fancy restaurant in canter lot to help me win a certain mares heart. Hope to hear  from you soon.   -anon"
>
>And a few hours later you had you reservations.
>You knew he would come through
>With a child like diamond tiara he had quite of lot incounters at the local bar
>Which In turn made you and him...
>quite close
>With part one ouuta he way there was very little else you had to do
>only mission fancypants was left
>
>mission fancypants didnt go as planned...
>aparently he doesnt approve of you trying to take his model or something
>so you decided it time for plan B
>you beamed him with a frying pan and stuffed him in a closet
>
>In the time you waited for filthy's response you had a fancy custom made suit ready
>You brushed up on your vocabulary
>And you made a deal With a certain bro to get some liquid courage
>With everything set you set off to capture the love of you dreams
>You decided to wait for her at the very contend where you to first met
>Not five minutes later she arrived
>Springing from your hidden spot you spoke
>"hello miss de lis. I would like if you honored me with your prescense at-"
>You check filthies reservation
"canterlot castle gardens!?"
>She stares at you surprised
"uhh... Ahem I mean... At the prestigious canterlot gardens estate."
>With a smile and a nod she accepts
>This all going better then expected
>As you make your way to the gardens you are ushered by the local guards and seated with the best view in canterlot
>You both enjoy one another's company with only a thought in your mind.
>>'this is going rather well'
>As the night grows dimmer and the conversation begins to die out you struggle to come out with a way to keep the conversation alive
>After many attempts you've all but given up hope.
>Until you notice fleur magics a hidden flask
"you drink?"
>Startled that you noticed she attempts hide it
"thats funny I have the same flask."
>With a look of surprise she asks you what's your favorite drink
>And with that the night once more took off
>You wake up in the morning to he sound of a certain mare lightly snoring next to you
>Today was a good day
 
 
 
 
>You then notice berry punch passed out drunk underneath the bed
>Must've been listening in on you the whole night
>Fucking berry punch
 
 
>Still
>What a bro