Still a Work-In-Progress
 
Started writing this really long one-shot in an attempt to break some writers block with Unconventional Magic. It's mostly just an intro so far.
Please let me know in the threads what you think.
 
>You awaken, very slowly
>Your brain registers nothing for what seems like an eternity
>Soon you realize your eyes are being assaulted by Celestia's sun, as its rays pierce the exposed windows
>Turning away from the infernal day-star, you attempt to sit upright, but that proves more of a challenge than you'd hoped
>Your head is swimming and you have a throbbing headache
>Eventually you manage to sit up, only to end up hanging your head low, clutching it in your hands
>When it feels like the blood starts flowing again and your eyes have adjusted enough, you scan what parts of the room you can from your position
>The place was trashed
>Apparently you had slept on a couple couch cusions that you layed across the floor
>Wait... there's a couch in here?
>There were empty cans and bottles of various ales and alcohol's lying about
>The couch itself was tipped over on its back, bottom facing you
>There was a brown hoof slumped over the side
>Well, there's Time Turner
>No sign of anyp0ny else though
>Still curious about the couch, you notice the room was a lot bigger than you remember
>There were multiple chairs, couple small tables, even a kitchen
>Wait, normal hotel rooms don't have kitchens
>You decide not to think much of it yet
>Not like you can think anyway, this was probably the worst hangover you've ever had
>You manage to stand upright, acquire a balance good enough to allow you to walk, and head around into the kitchen
 
>There was a full fridge, oven, dishwasher, pretty much everything anybody would need
>The oven had some dirty pans sitting on it, and they were coated in thick layers of grease
>That probably at least somewhat explains the gurgling in your stomach
>Not wanting to think about who attempted to cook what, you turn to the fridge, which was slightly pulled out of place and tilted to the side a bit
>After further inspection, you could tell that it was upside down
"... the fuck?" you say to yourself
>Staring for a few moments scratching your head, you realize your brain is struggling to comprehend a possible how or why
>And you really don't want to see the likely disaster inside this thing so you leave it alone
>Just as well, you really have to piss
>You scan around the room for the rest of your friends first
>Also for the bathroom because you have no idea where it is
>You find two doors; one wide-open into what is definitely the bathroom, and another which is just cracked open, leading to a dark room
>Checking the unkown room first, you push the door open
>It was a bedroom, and sprawled across the obscenely large bed was Shining Armor
>Well, there's one more
>Remembering your dire need to releave yourself, you head for the bathroom
>Once you walk in, you head straight for the toilet and let it flow
>Damn did that feel good
>You decide to scan the decent-sized bathroom
>There was a large sink, obviously a toilet, shower and free-standing bath-tub
 
>Passed out on his back in the tub was Snowflake, exposing his muscly wang to the world
"Oookay, there's another.. didn't really need to see that though.."
>After centuries of pissing, you finally finish and head back into the main room
>Still two p0nies unaccounted for
>Wait, there's another door, and it looks like it leads outside
>Maybe to a balcony?
>You proceed to open the door, and sure enough it leads to a nice balcony
>From here you got a really good view of the bulk of Las Pegasus
>For a city built by pastel-colored equines, it was rather beautiful
>Looking off to the other side of the balcony, you spot Braeburn, passed out like everyp0ny else, with a window curtain wrapped around him
>Something else catches your eye though
>Slowly poking its head up right behind Braeburn was a... lion?
>It's starting to look angry, you can hear a low growl come from it
"Br-Braebun, dude wake up!"
>Nothing from him, but the creature behind him sits up and growls sharply at you
>Thank god you just pissed out an ocean into that toilet, otherwise your pants would be drenched right now and there'd a waterfall of urine streaming off the side of the balcony
>Because that was no lion, it was a manticore
>It looked like it was protecting Braeburn for some reason
>You could also tell it had a large collar around its neck, and was chained to the balcony railing
>Not wanting to piss this thing off, you walk back inside and slam the door behind you
 
>This startles Time Turner who's just a few feet from you
>He slowly starts shifting around and waking up
"Turner, hey, wake up. Shit's kinda fucked up here." you mumble, clenching your head again from the throbbing headache
>TT:"Hmm.. wha.."
>He slowly opens his eyes, placing a hoof next to his head to block the sun's rays
>TT:"Oh, Anon. Ugh.. why do I feel so horrible?" he manages
"You're hungover. Bad, like me, and probably everyp0ny else. Just.. focus on getting up, I'll wake the others.."
>You walk into the bathroom and find Snowflake in the same position he was in a couple minutes ago
>A little running water should do the trick
>You turn the faucet on for just a moment as it splashes cold water across his face
>His bloodshot eyes shoot wide-open as he flails about in the tub for a moment
>You don't even know how this giant pegasus fit into the tub in the first place, let alone how he would get out with all fours sticking up
>After a few seconds however, his flailing manages to send cracks across the tub, breaking it into multiple pieces, as Snowflake rolls to the ground and stops
>You can't help but laugh your ass off
>Breathing heavily and darting his eyes around the room, he finally looks at you
>S:"Whoa.. Hey man, what's.. wait, what the hell am I doing in a bathroom? Wha-"
>He stops as he looks at the broken tub around him
>S:"Did I just do that?"
"Yeah. It was fuckin' hilarious, you should have seen yourself!"
 
>S:"Wicked.. so what's going on?"
"No idea, that's why I'm waking everyp0ny up. Come out into the main room when you can."
>He nods in agreement as you leave the bathroom, this time heading for the bedroom
>Walking in, you head right for the window, which had its blinds closed keeping out the light of the sun
>Until now anyway
>You pull them open, and the room finally becomes visible
>It's actually quite normal; in the sense that nobody fucked anything up in here
>Shining starts shuffling around as his eyes are blinded by the light
"Hey Shining, time to get up."
>He mumbles something to you and rolls over
"Sorry man but we got some issues. Just get up as soon as you can."
>Shining lazily waves a hoof at you, then moves it to his head, rubbing around and grumbling
>You exit the bedroom and find Time Turner walking into the kitchen
>Snowflake hobbles out of the bathroom in a rather odd way
"You okay man?"
>S:"Ugh, I dunno.. I feel like.. like something's been pluggin my asshole all night."
"What in- You know what, I don't want to know.." you say, chuckling
>You can hear another chuckle come from the direction of the kitchen
>S:"Better not have been Braeburn.." he says under his breath as he begins looking around "Speaking of, where is the little faglette?" he asks with a laugh of his own
>You focus more on the aching pain in your head when you answer him, not really thinking about it
"Spooning with a manticore on the balcony or some shit.."
 
>Snowflake looks at you for a moment, then erupts into a fit of laughter
"Yeah I know how hilarious that thought is, but I'm not making that up. Well... maybe the spooning part, but I don't actually know."
>S:"So wait, are you saying we have a balcony?"
"Uh.. yeah.."
>SA:"Told ya I would get us a royal suite." Shining says as he slowly emerges from the bedroom
"I thought we gave up on that after.. wait, do you remember how exactly?"
>SA:"Uh, well.. hmm, no. That's not good.."
>TT:"No, it most certainly isn't." Turner chimes in as he strolls out of the kitchen "So.. would any of you happen to know why the fridge is upside down?"
>Snowflake eyes Turner for a moment then loses it again
"I don't really want to know.. So anyway, we have some problems here. Do any of you remember much from last night? Because I sure as hell don't."
>They each ponder that for a while, and they all basically come up with the same response
>Nope. Nothing. Wonderful.
>SA:"I don't really think it's all that bad."
>TT:"I agree, let us gather ourselves and vacate this place; we have a rather large day to prepare for tomorrow after all."
"Yeah, that won't be so easy I'm afraid."
>They all look at you quizically
"First of all, Braeburn is passed out on the balcony with a manticore that looks like it wants to eat anybody that comes close to either of them, and more importantly, Soarin is nowhere to be found."
 
>They giggle at the first bit, but understand the real problem with the fact of Soarin not being here
>SA:"We have to find him then and hope that he's okay, or Spitfire is gonna kill us."