//------------------------------// // Dangerous Fun // Story: Fame is not Friendship... // by Lady Spider //------------------------------// Dangerous Fun I don't really know Who I am It's time for me To take a stand I need a change And I need it fast I know that any day Could be the last... All afternoon I spent helping my new friends set up for their party: readjusting lights, testing speakers systems, moving in kegs of alcoholic drinks, setting up tables of snack foods, and unpacking a few boxes containing strange items. I held up one of the items with my magic. It was a hollow glass tube with a hollow circular bulb at the bottom with a hole sticking out of the side of the bulb. “What’s this, Frost?” I asked curiously. I’d never seen anything like it before. Frost took the item from me with his bright blue magic. “Just something for the entertainment later.” The blue stallion held the item and inspected it almost hungrily before placing it down again. “Ever heard of a bong?” I stared blankly at him with my red eyes. “Er... no.” He smirked. “Well. You’ll know what one is after this night is over, and it’s going to be your new best friend.” I smiled at his comment, not understanding. At that moment Strobe stalked into the room haughtily. Gall flew down and wrapped a wing around her. “You gonna be my dance partner all night there Strobe?” He cooed. “Get off me.” She shrugged his wing off her and stomped over to Cyclone. Gall shrugged and flew back up to his lights. “Where’s Rave?” Cyclone didn’t even greet her, just kept his attention on the soundboard which he had almost gotten to work entirely. Her eyes narrowed. I had noticed that although I had been accepted and was treated as one of them, Strobe was always being pushed aside and dismissed. “He’s coming.” Almost on command, Rave walked through the door. “It’s on. Everypony is coming. Nopony wants to miss this.” “When do ponies arrive?” I asked awkwardly. This whole night was going to be new to me and I was unsure about everything. Rave just flashed a smile that sent shivers down my spine. “Now.” Cyclone had been listening through a giant pair of DJ headphones grinning to himself. Suddenly he flipped a switch and club music blared from the speakers. The unexpected bass almost knocked me over for a moment. As if the music was a cue, the dark colored lights began moving to the beats and ponies began entering the building. The night had begun. Within only a few minutes the entire building was filled with the hot, moving bodies of ponies. I wandered a few steps away from Frost and found myself surrounded by unknown ponies. None of my friends were around me. Frantically I stepped sideways to try and relocate Frost but bumped into everypony else instead. “Oops, sorry, excuse me...” I squeezed through the crowd to the nearest wall. Never had Club Pon3 ever been this crowded. I craned my neck over the many ponies searching for somepony I recognized. I spotted Gall and Frost in the corner opposite me. Gall caught my eye and gestured for me to come over. Somehow I managed to squeeze my way through the nonstop moving mass of bodies. The beats of the music seemed to make walking extremely difficult. I sniffed the air. A scent was lingering beneath the waves of heat and sweat. It was earthy but had a sharpness to it that confused me. I reached Gall and Frost. They were in a large huddle of ponies. The scent was stronger here. All of the ponies were holding the strange items that Frost had called a ‘bong’. The moving lights above interfered with my vision. Some sort of smoke seemed to be hovering in the area. Every now and again I think I saw a flash of a small flame although it could have been the lights. “Vinyl!” Frost seemed happy to see me. “Come join us! Remember when I said a bong would be your new best friend? Let me introduce you.” He held one of the strange looking objects in front of Frost with his magic. “Put your mouth here.. hang on..” Frost fumbled with something in the dim lighting. “Now breathe in...” I obeyed and inhaled. The small scent I had caught earlier was suddenly strong and a large amount of smoke was blown right in my face. I coughed. My head felt light and the world blurred for a second. “Wha—What was that?” I coughed again. Gall smirked. “That’s buckweed. Best thing to smoke in these parts. Don’t you feel good?” I smiled. I felt kind of happy. “Yeah... Can I do that again?” Frost allowed me to take quite a few more inhales. I felt extremely unusual. The whole world seemed to be turning. The lights were almost too bright and the bass from the speakers seemed to shake every fiber of my body making it hard to think. “How you enjoyin’ the night there V?” Gall snickered. I giggled like a filly. “It’s so fun!” Rave appeared behind me. “Hey guys.” Frost appeared to give him a sort of special look then got up and stumbled away into the crowd. “Vinyl, why don’t you come with me?” I stood. The whole world moved with me and my knees wobbled. “Wha—where we goin’ Rave?” I was still giggling. My thoughts seemed clear but I couldn’t concentrate on more than one thing at a time. Walking and talking was proving difficult. Rave smiled and put a hoof on my shoulder momentarily. The touch was light but sent shivers and tingles through my whole body. He began to walk through the many ponies, turning back every now and again to be sure I was following. I stumbled the first few steps then almost bounced after the stallion. I was happy and had not a care in the world. Except I was hungry. Really really hungry. Rave led me to the front doors and out into the night air. Everything was different. The air was almost crispy and reminded me of chips. The dark trees branches were bent like licorice. Celestia, I was hungry. We walked to the back of the building. Beats were still shaking the ground even outside and flashing lights escapes through the cracks. The shadows of the building sent the entire back area into blackness. I lit my horn, weakly bathing the area in faint ruby light. “Vinyl...” Rave turned to face me. In my dim magic light he looked even more alluring. The stallion came closer. “You know you’re a beautiful mare.” I giggled again. “Oh no. I doubt that.” Wait.. Why did he say that? Rave seemed to get closer. His breath warmed my nose and sent shivers through me. “You should stick around.” Rave was almost whispering. “You fit in with us.” He ran his breath down my neck and nuzzled my shoulder making me quiver. Suddenly I sensed another presence behind me. I turned my head nearly sticking Frost in the head with my horn. Behind him I could see the outlines of Gall and Cyclone. “Guys... what...” I started in disoriented confusion. Rave cut me off, planting his mouth against mine in a rough kiss. My eyes opened widely and my magic faltered. I struggled a moment. It was too sudden. I felt hooves wrapping around me, too many to be one pony. They were all touching me, planting kisses on sensitive spots of my back and shoulders. On one hoof, it was stimulating and exciting. On the other, I was getting scared. By the time I was able to overcome my shock and began to struggle, I was nearly immobilized by the four stallions. I whimpered into Rave’s mouth. “Shhh.... It’s okay, V.” I heard Gall crone into my mane. I whimpered again as I felt four hard extensions pushing into my fur; two on my back, one on my side, and one in front. Suddenly Cyclone’s smaller pressure disappeared. I tried to squirm, confused by the entire situation. Gall and Frost’s weight disappeared at the same time. Rave seemed to sense something wasn’t right and broke the kiss, gripping my shoulders tightly. “Let her go Rave.” It was Strobe’s voice. I concentrated and my magic grew brighter. Strobe was standing a few feet away glaring daggers at Rave. I turned my head toward the building. The three stallions were slumped by the wall. Rave snickered. “I’ve put you in your place before. Don’t think I won’t do it again.” Her eyes flashed. “It was different then. But now you brought another mare into this mess of a life you have. I won’t let you break her too.” The stallion released my shoulders and faced the angry mare. “Come on then, Strobe. Put me in my place.” I stared. Rave, I don’t think, ever saw it coming. Strobe ran across the remaining space toward her opponent. If she had wings she would have been flying. The smaller mare landed a kick right in the middle of Rave’s chest. Rave’s eyes grew wider and fell backward, gasping. Strobe stood between us. Rave’s face was twisted with rage as he got to his hooves. “You little whore.” Strobe stood her ground. “As long as I’m not your little whore. You were never my friend. I was never anything to you. And you’re doing the same thing to Vinyl.” Rave rolled his eyes. “Whatever. You’re replaceable. Get out. This is my section of town. Get out.” Strobe eyed the stallion wearily then turned to me. “Come on Vinyl. Let’s get out of here.” I stood, shaking from the whole ordeal and followed the mare out of the shadow of the building and onto the streets of Ponyville.