//------------------------------// // Some Enchanted Evening // Story: Altered Perspectives: Adapting to Change // by CapNTilfy //------------------------------// Cadance sighed heavily. She had been home for at least two hours, and all she had done since returning was grab a three-quarters full bottle of wine and a wine glass. All she could bring herself to do was just stare at the bottle, as though it might hold answers to all the problems that had come up during the day. Cadance had weighed the pros and cons on her way home. Pro: It was the weekend, it wasn't like she had to be sober. Con: She'd have a hangover in the morning. Pro: She could use a good buzz. Con: She'd probably end up getting sick to her stomach later. An image of Twilight's winged form appeared in Cadance's mind. She winced, then grit her teeth. "...Fuck it." Cadance would later leave an empty bottle downstairs, then stumble into her bed, half-naked and laughing hysterically before passing out. Abacus walked through the garage door and into her house, shaking. All throughout her trip home, she could not stop thinking about how everything had gone wrong. The nightmares. The auditory hallucinations. The resurfaced trauma. The first round loss. Abacus' blood began to boil. The near-death experience. The tie at the Friendship Games. The mocking faces of those damned Wondercolts and even her students. Her students! The treachery of that Twilight Sparkle. Something within Abacus snapped as her frustration culminated, and she screamed, flying into a rage. She grabbed her car keys, then flung them as hard as she could. The keys hit a mirror, causing the glass to crack. Abacus grabbed the mirror, then threw it on the kitchen floor. A loud shattering noise followed as some shards escaped from under the frame. She picked it back up, then hurled it into her living room, breaking a vase and a lamp. Abacus panted, then came back to her senses. She put a hand to her head and shook it slowly, feeling ashamed of herself. How could she have lost control of herself? She had managed to remain poised for so long! Abacus glanced at the destruction she had wrought, then turned away. She would clean it up tomorrow. She had had enough negativity as of late. Perhaps if she retired for the evening, she would feel refreshed. As Abacus ascended the stairs, she scoffed. Wishful thinking at best. Abacus went into her room and fell asleep. Sour Sweet's nap had sufficiently recharged herself, but she had nothing to do, so she simply resorted to staring up at her ceiling for hours. Damn her landlords! "Yeah, what are we going to do about those assholes?" We'll figure something out. "Sweet, they've taken pretty much everything except your virginity!" Sour Sweet growled. Was that really necessary to say?! "My point is that Cinnamon Flash and Blueberry Dazzle have taken nearly everything! Your bed, your television, your lamps... all in lieu of money you don't have! Time is short, and it won't be long before they come over and evict you for being unable to pay!" Sweet grit her teeth. "I know you don't want to think about it, and neither do I," Side continued, "But this has to stop! Somehow..." We have Dean Cadance in our corner. Between the three of us, we will figure something out. "...I just don't like this whole 'sitting around and doing nothing' thing." There's not much we can do right now. Sweet sighed. If I contact Dean Cadance tomorrow, would that make you feel better? "Yes. Yes it would." "Good," Sour said with a nod of her head, then closed her eyes for the night. Indigo Zap put on her pajamas, then stared into her mirror as she recalled how frantically Twinkle was speaking on the phone. Who her mom was speaking with, she didn't know. She was just glad she wasn't on the receiving end of the tirade. Indigo walked over to her dresser, then picked up the piece of paper with Fleur Dis Lee's number. She stared at it, still in disbelief. Dis Lee thought she was hot. Dis Lee thought she was hot! Indigo couldn't let a chance like this pass her by, no matter how exhausted she was! Quick as a flash, she grabbed her phone and dialed the number. Indigo tapped her foot nervously as she heard the dialtone. Her heartbeat sped up and sweat started forming on her forehead. What should she say? How should she say what she was going to say? The dialtone stopped, and so did Indigo's heart. "Hello," Dis Lee slurred. Indigo's mind raced, and she blurted out the first thing in her mind. "Stethoscope!" There was a pause on the other end for a moment. "I... Indigo?" "H-Hi." "Why are you, like, calling me this late?" Heat rose to Indigo's face. "Oh, shit! I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd be asleep!" "S'okay... call you tomorrow afternoon, 'kay?" "S-Sure." Dis Lee hung up, and Indigo walked over to her bed, then slammed her head into a pillow repeatedly until she ran out of energy and fell asleep. Lemon Zest heaved a sigh as she crawled into her bed. She had been waiting for this moment ever since the Friendship Games ended! Rest and relaxation awaited her, and she'd be damned if she didn't have a good night's sleep after everything that had happened to her! Sore muscles, low energy, slowed mind... Lemon was totally exhausted. Pushed beyond her limit for the first time in recent memory. Her eyes were heavy. She would get to the bottom of the whole Rarity thing tomorrow. After all, it wasn't like it'd just up and disappear. Lemon felt asleep quickly. Sunny Flare simply sat at her desk, staring at her computer. She was on MyStable, and had intended to find that Flash person, but she still felt so ashamed of herself. Heaving a sigh, Sunny summoned up the courage to start typing. She found Flash within a few minutes. Upon reaching his MyStable page, she began to feel worse. He seemed like such a nice guy. His smile was genuine, he had a lot of friends... That settled it. Sunny typed up a message. Hey. I just wanted to apologize for that slap earlier today. I really had been through a lot, and not just at the Friendship Games. I'm sorry I took it all out on you. No hard feelings, I hope? - Sunny Flare Sunny's conscience felt lighter, and she sent the message. Having done that, she slowly got into her bed and turned the light off. Sugarcoat nuzzled against Neon with a happy sigh. After their nap together, they fucked like animals. They had held each other close, kissed passionately, caressed each other... That had essentially been all that Sugarcoat and Neon had done since returning. Sex. Dinner. Sex. Shower. Sex. Bed. Sex. It was amazing what a little rest could do. Now nearly unable to move, Sugarcoat laced her fingers with Neon's and gazed into his eyes lovingly. "I love you." Neon smiled warmly. "I love you too." He pecked Sugarcoat on the forehead, and they both fell asleep. Thus ended everyone's Friday evening.