First impressions were always important to Spike. Although he hated to admit it, he judged someone the first time he met them. But as he was being pulled through the streets of Ponyville’s red light district, he had trouble formulating an idea of his date.So far, the events of this afternoon didn’t go at all as he had expected it to go.He was emmbarrased multiple times, and his date’s personallity matched that of a colt’s instead of a mare. However, Spike found himself enjoying the wild ride.
They passed a couple of pubs, all full of young ponies enjoying their youth. Spike saw a clothing store that resembled the bad outfit he had on. The two went off the main city walk, and deeper into the bowels of Ponyville.
“So, where are we going again?” he asked. He was on his deejay friend’s back.They were going through parts of town Spike didn’t even knew existed.
“It’s a surprise!” she said. “You don’t worry your pretty little head about it.”
Spike gulped, something told him this ‘surprise’ was going to feel more like a punishment.
They finally stopped outside a large black building. The entrance to the place had a line that stretched all the way down the street. A huge stallion worked the entrance, letting only the best looking mares in.
“Welcome to THE RAMBUNCTIOUS UNICORN!” yelled Vinyl. “Equestria’s number one nightclub, and my latest gig.”
Spike had actually been to the club before, it was where he went for Big Macintosh’s bachelor party. It was a complete disaster.
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“WOO! Let’s Party!” yelled Shining Armor, running into the club.
It was a week before Big Mac’s big day. Spike, Carmel, and Shining Armor (who somehow managed to negotiate Cadance into letting him go to a nightclub) , had all gathered to send the colt into the married life.
Big Macintosh had already told Spike to keep an eye out for Shining Armor.
“Make sure he doesn’t do anythang he goin’ to regret.” said the shy Earth Pony.
However, it looked like that was going to be easier said than done.Within a minute of stepping in the club, Shining Armor had already ordered shots for everyone.
“TO BIG MAC AND FLUTTERSHY, MAY THEY HAVE A LONG AND HAPPY MARRIAGE!” he yelled. They all toasted and drunk the hard cider.
“UGH! It’s so bitter.” complained Spike . To this Shining Armor only started laughing.
“What’s so funny?” asked Spike
“Oh, nothing much.” said Armor. “I just added a little bit of ‘oomph’ to it , you know, to give it a little kick.”
Caramel turned pale, “YOU ADDED WHAT?” he yelled. Shining Armor only laughed harder.
“Don’t worry about it, just enjoy the ride and have fun.” said Shining Armor.
The usually calm Big Mac, instead took on a nasty scowl. “What did you add?” he asked sternly. Shining Armor’s smug look faded away.
“Oh you know...just a little Pixie Flakes.” he said softly. Spike was the second to turn pale.
“PIXIE FLAKES! That stuff is really powerful!” yelled the dragon. “Why in the name of Celestia did you do that!?”
Shining Armor gave a sad look, “I mean...I didn’t have a bachelor party when I got married! I just wanted us to have fun!” he yelled.
“SO YOU DRUG US!?” screamed Carmel. “YOU’RE THE CAPTAIN OF THE ROYAL GUARD, YOU’RE THE RESPONSIBLE ONE!”
Shining Armor’s smile came back.
“And it should be kicking in right...about...now!”
On cue, Spike began to feel VERY light headed. The room started started to spin, the colors of the club began to blur. Dots danced across the Drake’s face , everything went black.
Spike awoke dazed in a chair. As far as he realized he was still in the club. He tried to stand but staggered, eventually sitting back in the chair. The loud music pounded his head, everything was blurry.
“Guys? Where are you?” he asked.
He looked over to the dance floor, the sight was one to remember.
Carmel was in the middle of a group of ‘flamboyant’ stallions. He danced wildly while his partners laughed and blew kisses. If Spike wasn’t so delirious, he would have been rolling on the floor laughing.
The dragon slowly (and sloppily) made his way towards the dance floor to help his friend. Finally reaching him when the other stallions began throwing bits in the air.
“Carmel, what the hay are you doing?” asked Spike sleepily.
“HEY SPIKE!” said the drunken pony. “Where’ve ya been?”
Spike ignored the question and tried to remain focused.
“Where’s Big Macintosh and Shining Armor?” asked Spike. The orange pony laughed.
“I dunno where Shining Armor is, but Big Mac said something about karaoke.” said Carmel
Spike took an annoyed sigh, “Stay here!” demanded Spike. One of the stallions Carmel was dancing with laughed.
“Don't worry, we’ll take EXTRA care of him.” he said.
Spike slowly made his way to the other side of the club, he was pretty alert by now.
On the other side of the club was the stage and bar, Spike heard someone over the microphone.
“And now, for our amatuer karaoke contest, Big Macintosh!” there was a light cheer as the huge colt lumered for the microphone.
“This is a song dedicated to my Ex. marefriend. ‘CHEERILEE IS SWEET AND KIND, SHE’S THE BEST TEACHER WE COULD HOPE FOR! THE PERFECT STALLION YOU AND I MUST FIND, ONE THAT MAKES HER, HEART SOOAARR!’” his voice sounded even more awkward when he sung.
Spike made his way onto the stage, pulling the lumbering Big Mac off.
“HEY! I was singin!” he said in his southern accent. Spike shook him to get his attention.
“BIG MAC! WHERE IS SHINING ARMOR?!” he asked.
Big Mac laughed, “He’s right behind ya!” he said. Spike turned around, it was not a pretty sight.
Shining Armor was sitting on a lounge couch, making out with a ‘less than preferable’ mare.
If Spike had any hair, he would’ve pulled it out. He ran over to the drunken unicorn.
“Shining Armor! Dude, you’re MARRIED!” he said. Shining Armor’s partner was the first to react.
“YOU’RE MARRIED!?” she asked in a deep raspy voice. “HOW DARE YOU?”. She delivered a powerful slap, sending Shining hurtling towards the floor.
“Come on Shining, we have to get out of here.” Spike led the unicorn and the huge colt, to a vacant area of the bar.
“Now all we need is Carmel.” Spike returned to the dance floor to see Carmel still partying with his new friends.
“Carmel, party’s over. LET’S GO!” he said.
Spike grabbed the colt’s mane, and started to pull him towards the others.
Suddenly a familiar voice called out.
“And where do you think YOU’RE going?” it asked.
Spike turned around to see two male unicorns. One with an over the top handlebar mustache, the other wearing a striped top hat.
“THE FLIM FLAM BROTHERS!??” yelled Spike in surprise.
“That’s right!” yelled Flim, obviously drunk. Flam just growled in response.
“You Ponyville scum ruined us! Everywhere we went, we were ridiculed for being bested by you Sweet Apple chumps!” yelled Flim.
Spike took a very long and irritated sigh,”Listen guys, I’m really sorry bu-”
“YOU AMATEURS GOT WHAT YOU HAD COMING!” interrupted Carmel.
The brothers anger rose, “We had to sell the Super Speedy Cider Squeezy 6000, just to survive!” yelled Flim.
“Hey Flim.” said Flam
“Yes Flam?” said Flim
“I have an Idea.”
“What is it?”
“LETS KICK THEIR ASSES!” yelled Flam.
“Great plan!” agreed Flim. He used his levitation powers to fling Spike against the wall.
Carmel jumped on Flam’s back in an act of rage. Flam effortlessly shook him off, the earth pony crashed to the floor.
“Nopony touches him like that!” yelled one of the colts Carmel was dancing with. Followed by a few other dancers, the ‘girly’ mob tackled Flam.
Flim charged for Spike, who was still dazed from being thrown against the wall.The unicorn was intercepted by a large red colt.
“I don’t think so!” yelled Big Mac, knocking the unicorn away from the dragon.
Flim got off the ground, he levitated bottles from the bar, and began to throw them at the pair. Spike managed to get out of the way, Big Mac wasn’t so lucky. One bottle hit the stallion right across the eyes.
Flim charged for Spike again. The dragon managed to evade, he delivered a swift punch straight to the unicorn’s face. Big Mac shook off his bottle injury, pinning Flim down, he unleashed a flurry of punches.
By now, the club was in anarchy.Spike and his friend’s conflict ignited an already ticking time bomb. Everywhere the dragon looked, there was a fight.
Shining Armor ran over to Spike and Big Mac. “Guys we need to get out of here! The guards will show up any minute! I can’t get caught!” He levitated Spike on his back. Big Mac stopped fighting Flim.
“What about Carmel?” asked the red stallion.
Shining Armor looked over at Carmel. Him and his ‘frilly followers’ were still beating the hay out of Flam.
“LEAVE HIM!” yelled Shining, running for the back door.
“We can’t just leave him!” protested Spike. Some guards were now storming into the club.
“There’s no time!” yelled Shining, now out the door. Big Mac followed, the three didn’t stop running until they were far away from the scene.
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All in all, that night really ruined the club experience for Spike. Caramel was arrested, fortunately he only got community service. Unfortunately, he suffered another beating from his marefriend Sassaflash. Spike, Shining Armor, and Big Mac, all took a vow of secrecy. Nopony was to know about that night. Carmel however, wasn’t so happy that his friends abandoned him.
“Hey! Are you even listening?” asked Vinyl, waving a hoof in front of the day dreaming dragon. Spike snapped back into reality.
“Oh sorry...”said Spike. “Just thinking about something.”
Vinyl smiled “Well if it isn’t about me, stop. Now come on, it is almost my shift.”
The unicorn drug him inside the club. It looked around the same as Spike had remembered it, ignoring the seemingly extra security. Vinyl made her way to the deejay’s booth. It was an elaborate set up, turntables and monitors as far as the eye could see. Vinyl took her position in the main chair, she grabbed a microphone.
“ALRIGHT EVERYPONY, ARE YOU READY TO ROCK?!” she yelled. There were many cheers from the crowd. She smiled, “WELL LET’S GET THE PARTY STARTED!”
The unicorn started to blast a series of electrical bass beats. This was followed by a series of percussion beats, they were played at a rapid frequency. Spike couldn’t believe his ears, the mash up of the sounds seemed to control his body. He could feel the music go through him. A huge smile went across his face, ‘whatever this is, it’s great’ he thought.
Vinyl worked the turntables for a little while, before seemingly put the music on autoplay. She stepped down, seeming pretty satisfied with her work. Spike ran up to her excitedly.
“Vinyl, what was that!?” he asked happily.
Vinyl smiled, “That, my dear child, was Dubtrot. The best genre of music in the world!”
Spike nodded in agreement, “You were amazing!” he said. A slight blush swept his face.
“Yes yes, I know. Now come on! Let’s party!” she said. The deejay ran over to bar. “Two shots of the strongest stuff you have.” she said to the bartender.
“Comin’ right up!” he said. He grabbed a bottle from the rack and poured some into the little glass. Vinyl handed one to Spike.
“Bottoms up!” she said. Without hesitation, she drunk the cider down. Spike wasn’t so fast.
“Uhh...Vinyl, I don’t really think I could handle it.” he said sheepishly. Vinyl flagged him.
“Don’t worry, I know you can handle it.” she said confidently. Spike sighed, he brought his head back as he took the shots. It tasted more bitter than the last time.
“See?” said Vinyl Scratch. “It wasn’t so bad. BARTENDER, MORE SHOTS!”
Spike gulped, ‘more shots?’ he thought. It was going to be a long night.
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“So, how exactly would the ‘wubs’ clean the dishes?” asked Spike.
“Good question, the sound itself would blast the grime right off of them!” responded Vinyl.
The two had been talking for the last couple of hours. Somehow the topic turned to kitchen accessories.
“Are you sure that’s possible?” Spike asked. Vinyl shrugged, followed by an awkward silence.
Spike’s eyes wandered.
“So, what are your dreams in life?” he asked randomly.
Vinyl looked at the dragon with a puzzled expression, “Well, THAT came out of nowhere.” she said.
Spike blushing made Vinyl giggle. “Well if you must know, what I’m doing now is my dream. Making music, having fun, and partying hard!” The deejay hoof pumped the air.
Spike smiled, but wasn’t entirely satisfied with the question. “Well surely that wasn’t your dream when you were a filly?” he asked.
Vinyl lifted the goggles from her face, once again showing her beautiful eyes. “Well, I guess that wasn’t always my dream.” she said.
There was a weird tone in her voice, sadness? Spike wasn’t sure.
“So what was your original dream?” asked the dragon. Vinyl didn’t answer, she just stared into space, like she was in a trance.
“Vinyl? Are you okay?” asked Spike. Vinyl seemed to snap back into reality.
“W-What? Oh...sorry Spike, just thinking about the past.” she said. She gave a nervous chuckle that told Spike not to talk about the topic again.
The drake smiled, “Don’t worry about it.” he said. Vinyl looked up, she wore a mischievous grin.
“Hey Spike, you wanna dance?” she asked.
Spike gulped, “Uh...d-dance? I don’t know Vin-”. Was all he was able to say before he found himself pulled to the center of the dance floor.
“Come on Spike! Shake those scales!” yelled Vinyl. The unicorn started to sway with the music.
Spike just stood there, awkwardly looking around him. ‘What am I going to do?’ he thought. The dragon never danced, especially not with a mare.
“Uh, Vinyl? I don’t know what to do!” yelled Spike franticly.
“There’s nothing to know, just feel the music going through your body!” she shouted.
Spike remembered when Vinyl had first started to play music. He closed his eyes, letting the sounds wash over his mind. He felt his body move, shifting in time with the beats. His movements became more noticeable, faster, more precise.
“That’s it!” yelled Vinyl in approvement.
The drake had tuned her out. He focused his mind on his movements. Unknown to the dragon, a couple of ponies had stopped dancing, and began to observe the grooving dragon.
“Woah!” said one onlooker.
“That lizard has some moves!” said another.
By the time Spike had stopped dancing, there were many ponies gathered around him. The dragon blushed, unaware of his talents. Vinyl pushed through the crowd.
“SPIKE! That was amazing!” she shouted. She embraced him in a hug.
Spike’s blush deepened, her fur was warm and welcoming. He managed to resist caressing it with his snout.
“I g-glad you like it.” he said softly.
Vinyl’s eyes glistened, “Like it? I LOVED it!” she yelled.
“WELL I DIDN’T!” yelled a random voice from the crowd. Spike turned around to see a young unicorn. The colt was decked out in loosely fitted suit and tie, shades hid his eyes.
“What are you doing here Neon?!” asked Vinyl angrily.
The blue coated pony laughed, “Oh, what’s wrong Vinyl? Shocked to be in the presence of a real colt?” he asked.
Spike pulled Vinyl’s head towards his face, “Who is he?” he whispered.
“That’s Neon Lights, my jerk of an ex colt friend.” she said.
Spike’s jaw dropped, “You dated him!?” asked Spike, louder than he had wanted.
Neon laughed, “Who’s the dragon? Looks like somepony lost their kid!” he said. There were a few laughs from the crowd. Spike felt his cheeks heat.
“Hey! I don’t app-”
“He’s my NEW coltfriend!” interrupted Vinyl.
‘Wait, did she just say coltfriend?’
“He looks like a light weight.” teased Neon.
“I’m no lightweight!” argued Spike.
Neon took on a sly smirk, “Prove it.”
There was a short silence, only broken by an occasional ‘Ooh’,
“He doesn’t need to prove any-” started Vinyl.
“No” said Spike, it was his turn to do the interrupting.
He walked towards the unicorn, until his face was inches away from his.
“Bring it.”