Twilight stood there, mouth agape. "Well Don't just stand there, pull up a stool"
I watched as she imitated a floundering fish before she finally trotted over.
"What'll It be... P-princess Sparkle what an honor" the barkeep started to gush.
I simply looked over to him and then grinned.
Twilight looked at me for a moment, as if to ask If i was planning something.
"hey, could I get these spirits please? I'll give you the recipe afterwards" I smiled, the barkeep simply shrugged.
He set the cocktail ingredients and equipment out onto the bar top. "all right, Mad Dog, but make me one too, if it's good theres a job in it for ya" I look at him, bewildered but then I relaxed for a moment. I realized what it would mean having the first human to work at an equestrian bar.
"Alright, but I may decline the offer for a while"
I quickly got to work. Twilight watched as I slowly and lovingly recreated a cocktail, all the while singing a little ditty from my time in ireland.
as I finished the three drinks I sung the last line.
"I'm in the wrong prison cell and the wrong company"
the barkeep laughed at the song before taking a sip. "wow"
"I might have taken a few little liberties with the flavor, but it should be about right"
Twilight looked at me for a moment. then took a tentative sip herself. "how?"
"not rightly sure, I think it was round my 21st birthday, everyone forgot... so I decided to just go out," A sullen expression graced my face, the wrinkles became slightly clearer.
"I took a short walk around the city, ending up at a random bar, I didn't know it at the time, but it was a gay bar," they laughed a little as they listened. "I was sat at the bar near a wall, just watching them all, having their fun with not a care in the world," I sighed before continuing. "as I watched, I couldn't help noticing the bartender was tapping the bar top in front of me..."
"excuse me? Is everything alright?" the bartender asked, Noticing Robert's sullen expression.
"It'll get better," The young man grunted before taking a swing of beer, letting the cool liquid run down his throat for the umpteenth time. "in time... I hope" I huffed. The barman simply looked at the red-headed man for a moment.
"Usually this is the part where the barman hands out a bit of advice... but this isn't like the movies is it, where people suddenly appear to celebrate something as trivial as a birthday" the red-head quietly muttered.
The sound of glass sliding across wood was heard for a brief moment followed by a clink of a lighter and finally a fizz.
the red-head currently had his head resting on his arms. "Hey, chin up, your alive aren't you? the night is young, man... you've just got to... Live in the moment" Robert picked his head up and looked at the drink sitting in front of him.
He took a tentative sniff, then a sip. the flavors danced along his tongue and rekindled the fire in his aching heart.
"what the hell?! this...this is..."
Thats when the bartender said it, the one phrase to describe it... "Timey-Wimey, Wibbly wobbly," The barman chuckled.
"Now get out there and live" The Red-head finished the drink, invigorated by the new ideal.
but then quickly ran back in. "nearly forgot to pay for it," he smiled. Pulling his wallet out.
"How much for it?" the bartender declined the money.
"well... I don't really work here," the man said as he thrusted a note inside Robert's hand.
"In fact... I should be leaving right now.... Before I get caught again" with those final words, He ran off.
"Leaving me slightly confused but ready to face the world once again" as I finished my story, all three glasses were empty...
Twilight simply looked at me for a moment... "when is your birthday?"
I shrugged. "4 days from now"