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Don't read my stuff if you have a weak stomach or are easily bothered by traumatic genitalia damage. That's seriously all I've got in here!

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When Twilight says she'll host a Pub Night party at the castle, she's at a loss for what to do! Lucky for her, Discord is there and willing to help. Can the two of them make a small party with Crystal Wishes and Golden Pants completely unforgettable?

Written as a commission for Fiend from the Darkness, with permission from Crystal Wishes!
Both Crystal Wishes and Golden Pants are creations of Crystal Wishes and are not mine at all. (love you bby)

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I can only think of the other name for a small, dank bar...


'Dive, Dive, Dive!!'


That was a very good story!

And a bad pun Sorry...don't hurt me!

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>A dive bar
OOOOOH that's good and bad. Great job.

Moral of the story: never let Discord plan a night out.

This is very lively. Also, if Twilight really wants to see what a pub's like, she should try Moe's Tavern in the Simpsons' universe.

I love it I love you I love this I love everyone

Absolutely 11/10 perfection

It’s 3am and I should be sleeping but instead I’m pulling a side muscle trying to keep my laughter on the inside so I don’t wake up Anzel

100% excellent

Very cute!

Would have liked to see a bit more character interaction otherwise great story. Very fun idea.

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Agreed! Or anything at all!

"Miss Pants. Do you understand what you're here for?"

"I do, your honor."

"Draconeqcide."

"Justified Draconeqcide."

"That is the court's decision, not yours, Miss Pants..."

From the evidence bench: a baggy marked #4A-2, which contains one disembodied mouth. It was all that was left. That, and a slightly muffled, terrible, and deeply offensive Prench accent. "Hon-hon-hon-hon! Well, yuu see, Monsieur Juuje. Actuwahyee, I agwee wid de defendahnt; zeh dracohnekcide was totayee justeefied."

"The evidence will remain quiet until called upon!"

"He ruined my hooficure, my mane-icure, my hornicure, my coaticure, my- My EVERYTHING-ICURE!"

Off to the side, one Crystal Wishes whispers to her neighbor: "Well, I'll certainly never forget this." She giggles.

Her neighbor, one Twilight Sparkle, lets her forehead impact the bannister in front of her.

There's nothing SUB-par with this story, that's crystal clear. It's prob-PUB-ly one of the least distressing things you've ever written.

Also I think you wrote Discord really well. :yay:

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