Guy's Night Out
CH3-CH2-OH. Ethanol. A compound created by fermenting certain sugars with yeasts. Normally, all of these terms and definitions would swim through Dusk Shine's mind after hearing the word 'alcohol'. But, since his mind was already swimming with the stuff, the most he could muster was, a good drink. The violet colt sat at the bar-stool, in between two of his friends - Bubble Berry and Rainbow Blitz - as he took another swig of his Applejack Daniel's. His face was red enough to be seen through his dark coat in the dim lights, and he was giggling uncontrollably after one of Blitz's "hilarious" jokes. He slammed his hoof on the counter as he laughed, going on for a few seconds before the laughter ebbed away. The bookworm looked up and glanced towards his two companions, only to see them staring at him in near-disbelief.
"W-what? Why you guys starin' at... *hic* me?" Dusk asked, getting only slightly anxious about their prying eyes; the rest being drowned in the booze.
Berry just smiled and giggled in his usual, almost-obnoxious way, before responding, "Heehee, well, Shiny, we just never knew you were such a light-weight! I mean, look! You've only had one and a half bottles of hard cider, and you're already drunk off your butt!" He giggled once again, snorting once before gasping for air.
Blitz just rolled his eyes and stared back into his own glass - half vodka and half Applejack Daniel's - before muttering under his breath... something about eggheads. Dusk couldn't quite hear it properly; he was much more preoccupied with Berry's continuous drinking, glass after glass. How could he keep himself from chanting, "Chug! Chug! Chug!" in his inebriated stupor? Well, he rightly couldn't.
The establishment they were drinking at was the famed, Club Pon-3, residing straight on the west outskirts of Ponyville - so as to not disturb the sleeping ponies on the east side - where Vinny Scratch was the owner, proprietor, and disc jockey. They decided to come here because they had all been so busy with prior engagements, and the almost-level-headed ponies each saw they needed some sort of break. Only Blitz, Dusk, and Berry remain, after the first half of the group decided to leave. Elusive claimed that he needed his beauty sleep, and that "getting wasted and partying won't help with that". Applejack had the most understandable reason - he lived and worked all week on the farm, and he needs to rise early every morning. Butterscotch was... well... nopony could really tell. He just kinda disappeared sometime after Blitz grabbed him and tried to make him dance. Oh, well, they all thought. They're just missing out.
There wasn't long of a silence between the three as Blitz's pager went off. All of the weather team had to carry them in case of a weather emergency. "Ah, crap. Sorry guys, I gotta run. Have fun getting more drunk." He stood up and walked out of the club, leaving the two colts by themselves in the bouncing-loud place.
Dusk was managing down his third bottle of the apple alcohol, almost grimacing by the time he finished it. It was starting to leave a bad taste in his mouth, but once again, since he was drunk, he didn't care for anything. Meanwhile, Berry was knocking back so many different drinks. Some variations with vodka, some straight alcohol, so much it made Dusk's drowning brain hurt.
After what seemed like the 47th glass that Berry had, he finally seemed to show signs of being tipsy. A light dust of pink adorned more pink as the alcohol started to make the pony blush. Dusk laughed and snorted before managing to choke out, "H-hah! Berry, you're finally - *hic* - drunk! Dude, it took like.... I don't even know how many glasses!"
The baker blushed even more before retorting, "Well, I AM the greatest party pony in Equestria! That includes all sorts of parties!" He swayed in his stool before falling onto the ground in a drunk, giggling mess. Witnessing the hilarious event, Berry's drinking companion stood - quite slowly and carefully so as to not befall the same fate - out of his seat and helped his friend up off of the floor. He quickly stated, "Okay, *hic*, I think we've had enough. Time to go, you crazy stallion." Berry looked disappointed, but nodded in agreement anyways. They leaned on each other for support as they walked out the front door, their drinking ended, but the party was most likely far from over, if what Dusk knew of his friend was true.
It didn't take too long for them to reach the town square, though their trip was delayed by the constant slipping and falling that the two did. They reached the library door and entered the large tree/house. Dusk was quite sure that Spines had put herself to sleep; the place was clean and spotless and no more chores were to be done, and the lights were all off. He concentrated magic into his horn - which was quite difficult to do considering how much he drank - and managed to light the candles that adorned the walls. Now, a low, orange light flickered throughout the place, giving it more of a warm, homey feeling.
Berry coughed suddenly, and the purple librarian turned around to see him still standing outside in the cold. He stared at him and flatly asked, "Why are you standing outside? You know you don't need permission to come in." After this obvious statement was pointed out, Berry grinned and hopped inside, now standing next to Dusk once again. The librarian realized that he had sobered up slightly, now able to form full sentences. "Well, since it's pretty dark out, you might as well stay the night here." He yawned and began to walk up the stairs, motioning for him to come up with him. "I have a guest bed you can sleep on. All you need to do is get it from under my bed."
"Okie Dokie Loki! Thanks Shiny! I thought that I'd need to walk all the way across town to get back to the bakery!" Berry stated, quite loudly, as they entered the bedroom. Dusk promptly shushed him, warning not to wake Spines up, as she was likely very tired. The bed was quickly pulled out and they were both about to climb in and pass out, but Berry tapped Dusk's shoulder, and the latter pony turned his head. Right then, a pressure was felt upon the librarian's lips. It took him a second to realize what it was - Berry was kissing him! On the lips!
Dusk's cheeks flushed a deep crimson and he tried to will himself to pull away. His body just wouldn't follow his brain; the shock disrupted his mind's commands. Berry finally pulled away, and he flopped down on his guest mattress and instantly passed out with a goofy grin on his face. Meanwhile, Dusk still stood there, still as a statue, in a faux catatonic state. His still tipsy mind poured out questions - What just happened? Did he just... kiss me? Why did he kiss me? Why couldn't I move away? Why am I slightly... turned on by it?
He fell on the bed and covered himself with the blankets. He tried to get to sleep that night, and only seemed to succeed with a very unwelcome guest between his legs...