Grogar couldn't believe what he was doing right now. He was sitting at a table, writing a letter, while watching different families trough his eye. The family of the element of honesty were all sleeping peacfully after a good night spend together at the Gala, that annoying fashion pony read her sister a bedtime story, the flightless pegasus layed cuddled next to two mares, who were also pretty close and even his henchmanns were more of a loving family then him and harmony were. What did he ever do to deserve this? Well except for the conquering, execussions, public humiliations and many wars, but every ruler is a little power hungry. So he was venting all his anger on a piece of paper.
Dear Harmony,
I can't believe you! After all i did for you, you betray me like this? I stayed up all night comforting you when you were nothing but a little foal, i walked you to school, hung up some of your hideous art pieces on our castle walls, gave you magical artifacts do you know how much time and energy i wasted on those?, i defended you from school bullies, made you royal guard, i allowed you to stay up past normal ponies sleep Time! All i ever wanted in return was you to follow me blindly and help me eliminate everycreature that i considered a danger to my rule and appearently that was too much for you, wasn't it? You betrayed me for some useless! treachourous! ugly! peasants!
Your Grogar
Now that all the anger was out of his system all that was left was emptiness. He defienetly wasn't sad, neither angry anymore, he just felt betrayed and what do you do when you want to run away from your Emotions? That's right you go to the nearest bar and drink, a lot. Grogar looked after his idiot of henchmanns one more time. Tirek layed around his two roommates, Chrysalis was leaned against him and Cozy against her, nocreature would guess that these three were dangerous villains. Then he broke off into the night. It didn't take him long to find a bar, that was mostly alone. Only a unicorn bartender and two drunken pegasi were inside.
The bartender had no idea wether he had worked too much today or a talking blue ram really just came in and asked for three bottles of beer. "What are you staring at? Bring me my bottles!"
"Yes o-of course! give me a second" He soon returned with the three bottles of beer and carefully observed his strange guest drink every single one.
Bottle one:
"Tell me boy, do you have children?"
"...No" the bartenders mouth wanted to flop open, at seeing the goat drink the whole bottle in one sitting.
"Then you surely have parents"
"Yes?"
"If your dad would hypothetically want you to take part in his dream of complete world dormination would you help him?"
"i guess?"
"That makes you a better child than that daughter of mine!" Great the goat was a terrible dad, this night shift is only getting worse!
Bottle two:
The bartender awkwardly patted the goats horn, he had buried his face in the counter and started crying hysterically. With a pained expression the stallion thougt about how much time he had to spent on cleaning that massive big stench forming right now and there was still one more bottle to go. At this point the bartender wanted to cry too.
Bottle three:
The goat started to destroy everything in it's path tables, seats, filled and unfilled glasses. All the guests ran outside the bar and the bartender hid behind the counter, he was busy writing a letter to his boss. While the goat was destroying everything in it's path, he was saying something in a language that the pony couldn't recgonize and honestly he couldn't care less what his guest was saying, right now he tried to find out if his boss would believe this story. Finally the goat left, however before he did walk out the door he said something that the bartender was able to understand fully.
"You did a good job i might let you alive" Then he was gone.