Chapter Thirteen: Reasons And Worries
Equis, Equestria, Ponyville
I sat in a chair in Twilight's kitchen with my head in my hands, and Twilight was in a chair next to me with an embarrassed look on her face. I could not believe that they had seen us. I could not believe that I was about to do something like that! I was just saying to Twilight that I have been trying to control myself since I got here. I was not able to control myself up in that bedroom, and if what was about to happen happened... I was not sure what kind of new trouble I would be in.
"What the hay were the two of ya thinkin'?! Did y'all even think about what might happen after ya did it?!"
Applejack was standing in front of us, yelling about how she could not believe that we would do something like that. None of them could really understand what had come over us, but Applejack was the only one who felt the need to be shouting it out loud enough for everybody within a two mile radius to hear her.
"I don't know what we were thinking," I said, "But why do you even care what we do?"
"I like Django, and I don't see why you're so angry at the two of us."
Applejack let out a frustrated sigh. "Y'all two are a different species. Doesn't that seem a little odd for ya to be sleepin' together?"
Me and Twilight exchanged a look, then we both answered Applejack at the same time. "Not really, no."
She had an unbelieving look on her face.
"Look," I said, "I like Twilight, a lot, and she likes me. It shouldn't matter what we look like if we want to be together. If you want to live by that kind of thinking, go ahead, but I don't like to think like that."
"Django's right Applejack, it shouldn't matter what we look like; we want to be together, and if you don't have anything good to say, then maybe you shouldn't say anything at all."
Applejack was about to continue to try and make us see things her way, but she was interrupted by a voice behind her.
"I think they're right Applejack."
We all looked to see Rarity step up and add her thoughts to the mix. "If somepony finds love, they should embrace it, not turn away from it simply because it looks different. I don't completely understand your choice of stallions Twilight, but you have my full support."
I smiled at Rarity warmly in gratitude. I did not always think that she was a person who would be my friend, but I was glad that I could call her a friend now.
"Yeah A.J., lighten up. It's not like they're gonna have a bunch of foals or anything. I don't really see what the big deal is."
Rainbow Dash had put her words in, and I was happy that they were supportive of me and Twilight.
"Um, Applejack, I agree with Rarity and Rainbow. I don't really see what the fuss is about if they're happy."
Fluttershy was also in support of us, and I was glad of it. She may be quiet, but she knows how to make words count.
"Yeah, and if they're together, I can throw a super, amazing, ultrariffic party for them! I can invite everypony, and we can have games, and cake, and balloons! It'll be so much fun!"
I should have known Pinkie Pie would be happy for us; she is happy about everything.
"Thanks for your support girls, I really appreciate it," I said.
"Yes, thank you all," Twilight added.
We all looked to Applejack, who was the only one of the bunch of us that still had a problem with it.
After being stared at by all of us for a time, she heaved a sigh and gave up. "Fine, I won't bother y'all anymore about it. But I still think you should at least know each other fer more than a week before doin' somethin' like that."
I looked at her, and could see in her eyes that she still had a problem or two about me and Twilight liking each other. "Don't worry Applejack," I said in a reassuring voice, "I'll still be happy to have a little fun with you if Twilight's willing to share me."
I saw the face Applejack was making, and looked around to see them all making the face as well. I was able to last a few more seconds before I lost my serious face and broke out into laughter.
"Hahahahaa, you should see the look on your faces! I can't believe you fell for that!"
They did not think it was funny, they did not think that it was funny at all.
"What are you," I said, "Simon Cowell? It was a joke; lighten up for fuck's sake!"
"Django," I heard Twilight say, "ponies are herd animals. It's not uncommon for a group of friends to share a stallion."
It took me a second to register what she had just said. "What?"
"What you just said isn't a joke around here, it's something that happens quite often. Since there aren't many stallions in Ponyville, a group of five or six mares can usually share one stallion."
Even though she said the same thing twice, I still had a hard time understanding it. "What?!"
"Listen Django, if you're in a relationship with me," Twilight said slowly, "there's a very big chance that you'll end up being in a relationship with all of us."
I was finally starting to understand what it was that she was saying. "What?!"
I looked around me to see all of them staring at me. I could not just be with Twilight. If I wanted her, then I had to hook up with all six of them.
Nothing can ever be easy, can it...?
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you Django, I've been so busy since you got here I just forgot I guess."
I needed time to think about this. I could not just come up with an answer to all of this instantly. "Twilight, I need to think about all this," I said. "I can't just make up my mind about a situation like this on the spot."
She looked away and bit her bottom lip, there was something else to this, and I needed to know what.
"Twilight, what aren't you telling me?"
"Well, there is something else I need to tell you."
I raised an eyebrow. "And that is...?"
"Since you said that you were still in school, I kind of... enrolled you in the local school system."
I looked at her in a way that a vegetarian might look at somebody who is eating a steak.
"What did you just say?" I asked her in a quiet voice.
"I, um, talked to Cheerilee about you and your friends going to classes in the afternoons. She's the local school teacher, and she said she'd love to teach you."
I could not believe her. I did not want to believe her. But I knew she was serious. She had set me up to go back to school. I hated school more than most other things in my life, and I thought that it would be a break from it since I was trapped here. But now I am supposed to go back, and I did not want to. Right then, I did not know whether I should go into a rage and smash everything around me, or just shut down.
"Django, I don't want you to fall behind in your studies. It's only for a few hours in the afternoon. You don't have to be there until ten o' clock, and you get out at two."
I was shaking, and I was pretty sure it was because I was as angry as I was. "Twilight, are you serious? Because if this is a joke, it's not funny."
She came up next to me and looked up into my eyes. She was upset, and in my normal state of mind, I would try to make her feel better. But I was furious, and my fury was directed straight at her.
"Please," she begged, "please don't hate me. I thought you would not mind, and it seemed like a good idea at the time. I did not know it would make you this angry."
There was too much going on at once, and I was starting to get a headache. First I have to be in a seven-way relationship to even have one girlfriend, and one of them does not even like the idea of an alien to this world being with a local inhabitant. Now, Twilight tells me I'm going to be going to school here while all of this is going on. It was too much for me to think about all at once, so I just did what I always do when I get myself into that kind of situation, I stopped thinking. "I'm going for a walk; I need some fresh air."
I pocketed my iPod, slung my pack over my shoulder and walked out the front door. Twilight and her friends may have called out for me, but I did not hear them, nor did I care. I put my headphones on and cranked up my music to the maximum volume and started walking down the street. I did not know where I was going, and it was dark out, so I had a little bit of trouble seeing where I was going.
I had on the music that I listen to when I am angry, which is usually dub step or heavy metal. I had even made a playlist for when I am angry, so I could listen to all of my favorite "pissed off" songs easily. The current song was right in the middle of a guitar solo, and the volume was even louder in this part than it was in the rest of the song. So that might explain why I did not hear somebody yelling out to me.
When it happened, it freaked me out a little bit, but I got over it pretty quickly.
I felt the ground under my feet one second, then suddenly, I could feel myself floating in mid-air.
"What the hell?!"
I thrashed about in the air for a few seconds before I fell to the ground and landed flat on my face. I then felt a tug on my head as my headphones were lifted off by an unknown force.
"Are you alright?" I heard a voice ask. It had a slightly British accent to it, and sounded a little posh, like a rich person might sound.
"Oh dear, Vinyl, I think he's hurt!"
I looked up to see a pair of gently shaded light purple eyes staring into my face. I knew those eyes from somewhere, but I could not remember where exactly.
"Oh dude, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to drop you on your face like that."
I looked over to see four white legs standing next to me. I looked up those legs to see a face with bright red eyes and hair that was striped with a dark blue, and a lighter, neon blue, and a pair of purple goggles resting on top of that same head head.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
The pony took a step back from me when I growled that out at her.
"Hey look, I'm sorry about dropping you on your face. You don't need to get all angry though."
I was about to respond with a threat to her life, but then I recognized her for who she was. "Whoa, wait a minute, you're Vinyl Scratch!"
I looked back to the set of eyes I had seen earlier. "And you're Octavia!"
I shot straight up to my feet and I knew I had a stupid fan-boy grin on my face, but I did not care.
"I'm a huge fan of you two! I listen to all of your music!"
They both gave me strange looks.
"You're familiar with my work?" Octavia asked me.
"Yeah, you're the best cellist I've ever heard!"
She looked surprised, but also flattered. "Thank you, I always like being complimented on my work."
"Hold on," I heard Vinyl say. "So you listen to her music, and my music?"
I nodded. "Yeah, you're both seriously awesome."
They both looked surprised that I knew who they were, but at the same time, they seemed to like the idea that they were known on other planets.
"You know about us where you're from?" Vinyl asked.
"Yeah, a bunch of folks know about you two. I have a bunch of music about the two of you on my iPod, a couple of videos about you doing cool stuff like saving Ponyville, and even a few fics about you two on my computer back home."
I heard Octavia speak up. "You have 'fics' of us?"
Uh oh, I think I said too much.
"Uh, yeah, you know, stories about different situations, and things like that..."
They both eyed me like I was a prisoner they were interrogating. I was starting to get the feeling that something bad was about to happen, so I had to change the subject, and fast.
"So Vinyl, why did you slam me on my face anyways?"
She got a slightly embarrassed look, and I knew I had won this little battle with fate.
"Well, I could hear your music playing all the way across the street, and I wanted to know what kind of headphones you were using."
I crossed my arms over my chest and raised an eyebrow. "And you thought the best way to ask me what brand my headphones are was to smack my face into the road?"
"Well, I was just going to levitate you over to us so I could ask you, but then you started freaking out, and 'Tavi here broke my concentration to get you down."
Now it was Octavia's turn to look embarrassed.
"Well I only did that because I thought you might get hurt, or were afraid of heights."
"Right..."
"Honestly, I was only thinking about your safety."
"And the best way to do that is to turn my face into a pebble holder?"
"I... I have an idea. Why don't you come with us and let us buy you a drink. Then we can call it even?"
I stared at them like I had just won the argument, and in truth, I had. "A drink? How about a lot of drinks?"
They looked at each other in a surprised manner, then back to me.
"Fine," said Vinyl, "we'll buy you all the drinks you want, as soon as you come to the club with us."
Octavia looked to Vinyl with a shocked expression, but Vinyl winked at her, and she soon gained a small smile.
"Yes, once you're in the club, we'll buy you all the drinks you can handle."
Something was up, and I wanted to know what, but I wanted to get myself some free drinks even more. "Fine, let's get going then."
***
It took the three of us about five minutes to get to the club they were talking about. It was a decent sized building, and I could hear lively music coming out of it. It looked like a pretty good place to be on a Saturday night.
We walked up to the entrance, and they went in, but when I tried to go in though, I was stopped by a female bouncer to the side of the door.
"No stallions aloud; go find someplace else if you're thirsty."
I looked over to Vinyl and Octavia to see them smirking at me.
"Oh, sorry dude, I forgot to tell you, they don't allow stallions in this club."
"Yes, I'm terribly sorry, but we'll have to get you those drinks another time."
Those sneaky little...
They wanted to play that game, huh? Well I am not just a player, I invented it.
"So let me get this straight, no stallions are allowed to come into the club?"
The bouncer nodded at me.
"So then I'm allowed in."
All three of the mares standing near me gave me odd looks.
"Well, by definition, a stallion is a male equine, and I'm not an equine, I'm a Human. Therefore, I'm allowed inside, because the term 'stallion' does not apply to me definitively. So if you turn me away, it would not only be a crime against race, but a crime against another species. Do you know what that might do? It could start a war, cause you to have to close down, any number of things. So instead of all of that happening, why don't you just let me inside, you know, since I'm not a stallion by definitive, technical, or literal standards?"
By the time I had finished my little argument about why I should be let in, the bouncer had a look of pure confusion on her face. "Uh, okay, I guess..."
She stepped to the side and let me walk past. I walked straight up to the two mares I had walked here with and gave them a smug smile. "If you want to play that game, play it with somebody on your level. Now, how about we get some drinks?"
They gave me cold glares, but they walked me over to the bar and ordered a round of drinks like they said they would.
I got my cup and noticed that it was not a beer, it was a shot, and the small cup had a symbol that resembled the Jager label.
I picked it up and I downed it in one gulp. "Wow, that's some good stuff!" I said.
"Easy," Vinyl said, "you don't want to go too hard on the drinks."
"Oh really? I bet I can go twice as hard on them as you can."
Her eyes widened, and then narrowed dangerously. "Is that right? Well I bet you can't!"
I stuck out my hand. "It's a bet then?"
She nodded and stuck out her hoof to seal the deal.
***
I drank a dozen more and did not feel anything. Vinyl on the other hand, was slightly swaying side to side.
"Octavia, you can help her if you want," I said.
"And why would I want to include myself in a drinking game with you two?"
"Because I'm kicking Vinyl's ass, and you'll be the one to carry her home when she loses."
Octavia's eyes widened at that thought, and she then got a determined look on her face. "Fine, but you'll be paying for the drinks in this competition."
I smiled devilishly and pulled out my bag of golden bits. I let them fall onto the counter and spill over it, and immediately heard all the mares around us say "Oohhh".
"Bartender," I said, "get us a few dozen more rounds."
I did a shot, then the two of them did a shot, then I thought I might throw them off, and did three shots in quick succession.
There was a crowd watching us now, and I did not mind the audience watching me win.
Vinyl and Octavia did three shots each, and I could tell that it hit them hard.
"Getting worn out girls? Maybe you ought to quit while you're still awake."
Vinyl slammed her hoof down on the counter and got right up in my face. "I'm not giving up anything! You know why? 'Cause you're going down!"
She then picked up half a dozen glasses and poured the contents of them all into her mouth and swallowed them down. "C'mon Tavi, you can't let him beat us!"
Octavia reluctantly drank six shots as well, then looked like she was ready to pass out.
"Is that the best you got?" I asked.
I took six shots with no problem, then I did another six to top it off.
The crowd of mares around us cheered, while Vinyl and Octavia stared at me in disbelief.
"Hah! Try and ca... uh, whoa, who's making the room spin?"
I was fine up until that point. As it turns out, pony alcohol is not weaker, it is just made differently, so it takes Humans a while to feel the effects.
"I- I think I had, ohh, a bit too much..."
"No kidding, you drank more than I can!" I turned around to see a pony that I knew the name of, but could not remember.
Sarry... Carry... Jerry...Berry- yeah, that's it, Berry Punch.
"R-really?"
"Yeah," she said, "I can't believe you haven't passed out yet."
"Huh, did you hear that girls? I- ohh damn- I'm gonna be the drinking champion of Ponyville when I win."
They both gave me miserable looks when they heard that I was going to beat them, and I started to feel bad for them.
"You, uh, you okay there?"
"I- I don't think I can go on," Octavia said.
"Yeah, I think you win dude, I can't stomach anymore shots," Vinyl added.
"Yes! I fucking won!"
I threw my hands up into the air, but lost my balance and fell over and landed hard on my back.
"Ah, damn, it's a good thing I'm drunk."
I heard the two of them giggle at me when I said that.
"It looks like I'm not the only one though," I said as I got up.
Their giggles died down and they looked at me through drunken eyes.
"So," Vinyl said, "how do you plan on celebrating your win?"
I thought for a minute, then I came up with a great idea.
"I know! I'm going to drink some more!"
They both just stared at me. I could understand why though. I was completely drunk, and I wanted to celebrate being drunk by getting even more drunk than I already was.
"Would you two like to join me?" I asked them in a happy voice. "Nothing real strong, just some casual stuff, and I'm buying."
I saw Vinyl gain a small smile, and I knew that she was up for it. But the question was not whether she was on board, it was if Octavia would want to drink with us. I felt bad that I beat them in front of the entire bar, so me buying them drinks might make up for it. "Octavia, let me buy you a drink or two, to make up for, you know, beating you."
She looked at me like I was crazy, and I was. "I'm already drunk, I don't need any more alchohol in my system."
"C'mon, just one. I feel bad for beating you, so I wouldn't feel right unless I bought you a drink to make it up to you. I'll order anything you want for you; I still have a whole lot of money."
She sighed and nodded at me. "Fine, I'll take a glass of wine, but after that, I'm done."
"Okay then, one glass of wine, and whatever it is that Vinyl wants."
"I'll take a few shots of absinthe," Vinyl said.
I nodded at them both and smiled happily.
"Okay bartender, we need some wine for the lovely lady Octavia, and a bottle of absinthe for me and the DJ."
The bartender got us our drinks, and we spent the next hour at the bar talking, drinking, and laughing.
***
I woke up the next morning and immediately wished I had not. My head felt like there was a construction crew building a city in my skull, and I was wishing that it would just kill me so I would not have to feel it anymore.
I sat up from the bed I was in and came into contact with a ray of sunshine that was determined to blind me. I put my hands over my face to shield my eyes from the harsh sunlight coming in through the bedroom window. I rubbed my hands over my face to wipe the tiredness out of my eyes. I did not want to deal with this, so I laid back down and closed my eyes to try to get back to sleep.
"Nnrrggg."
My eyes shot open and I tensed up as soon as I heard it. I did not know what it was, but it was right next to me.
I looked over to my side and saw... Vinyl Scratch. I was in bed with Vinyl Scratch, and I had no idea how I got there.
I tried to creep out of bed on the other side, but I was blocked by something. I looked over to see what was in my way... and saw Octavia.
I was not in bed with Vinyl Scratch, I was in bed with Vinyl Scratch, and Octavia!
What the fuck am I doing here?!
I was blocked on both sides by them, so I had no choice but to try to scoot down off of the end of the bed. I was almost off of the bed when I heard a noise, a noise of somebody waking up.
"Hhmmm... what time is it...?"
I froze where I was. I did not dare to move, for if they heard me, I would be in serious trouble.
"It's morning," I heard Octavia say sleepily. "So it's time to wake up."
I decided there and then that if I were to be caught, I would give one hell of a chase before I went down. I slid off of the bed as fast as I could and sprinted towards the door. I threw it open and bolted down the hallway until I reached the front door of the house. I undid the deadbolt and ran as fast as I could down the road towards Twilight's house.
I am sure you can imagine the looks I got on the way there, but I can not even say that I did not earn them. I was in nothing but my boxers and my choker that I have always been wearing ever since Canterlot.
When I reached the library I went to open the door, but it was locked. I tried again, but Twilight must still be asleep, otherwise the door would be unlocked. I gave up trying to open the door, and I walked over to the window and tried that. It was locked too.
Fuck!
I looked around the entire library for a way to get inside, and my eyes fell upon the balcony window leading off of Twilight's bedroom. It was wide open, and I could get up there pretty easily.
I started to climb up the side of the tree, making my way to Twilight's balcony. I was only a few feet from the railing, but I lost my grip. I had one hand gripping the side of the giant tree that was the library, and one hand waving around in the air, searching for a place to grab on to.
I heard hoofsteps coming from just above me, and I looked up to see Twilight coming out of her room. It was my lucky day... well, sort of.
"Twilight!"
I could see her look around for the source of the voice.
"Twilight, down here!"
She looked down and saw me about to fall to my death. She instantly powered up her horn and levitated me up and onto the balcony. Once I was safe from falling to my death, I was able to relax.
"What were you doing Django?!"
"Uh, the door was locked, so I, um, had to try to get in this way..."
She just stared at me with a face that clearly said "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"Listen Twilight, I think I got into some trouble last night, and I need you to tell the two that'll be looking for me that I'm gone."
She narrowed her eyes at me. "What did you do?"
I sighed and shook my head. "I'm not sure exactly, but if I'm right, two mares that I met last night'll be looking for me, and they'll be pretty fuckin' mad at me."
Twilight got an unbelieving look on her face after she heard that. "I thought that we were together Django! I know that you were mad, but why would you go out and hook up with other mares?!"
I cupped my hands on the sides of her face and looked into her eyes. "I was mad, and I got into a drinking contest at a bar and I can't really remember what happened after I won. I'm thinking they took me back to their place, but like I said, I can't remember. I'm not mad at you anymore Twilight, and I'm sorry for walking out on you." I then kissed her on her forehead. "But right now, I really don't know what to do, and I need your help."
She put a hoof up to my face and stroked my cheek tenderly. "Django, of course I'll help you, but you can't be running off anymore."
I smiled at her. "I think I can do that."
But then we were interrupted by a voice. Actually, two voices.
"Hey, I know you're up there! Get down here; I got something to say to you!"
"Come down here right now or we'll come up after you!"
Twilight looked at me with a shocked expression. "Is that-"
"Vinyl Scratch and Octavia? Yes, yes it is."
She walked over to the railing while I walked into her room. I could hear her trying to convince them that I was not there, but she was having a hard time of it. I walked downstairs and into the kitchen to make myself some coffee to try to help me with my hangover. I had already started crushing up the beans and mixing up the special ingredients, but I was forced to stop when there was a big crashing sound at the front door and a huge cloud of smoke came into the kitchen and caused me to cough until my chest and throat hurt. When the dust cleared, and I finished coughing, I saw them. Vinyl and Octavia were standing right in front of my with very angry expressions.
"Uh, I take it you're not here to say good morning then?"
They started advancing on me, and I tried to back away, but I came into contact with a counter top, and I was trapped.
"So uh, lovely day we're having, huh?"
They came even closer, and I looked to both sides, but there was no way out.
"You two look like you're angry about something. Do uh, do you want to talk about it?"
They were within reach now, and they looked like they wanted to do something to me besides talk.
"Hey uh, c'mon you two, I was drunk. All three of us were drunk! You can't really blame me for doing something when I was drunk, can you?"
They were right in front of me now, and I did not know if they wanted to kill me, or just simply wanted to severely injure me.
"C'mon girls, I'm too young to die!"
They both stood up on their back hooves and put their front hooves on my chest so that they were closer to head height.
"H- hey now, I know that I can be a bastard sometimes, but there's no need to kill me for it!"
They both leaned in so that their faces were only inches away from mine. I could feel their breath on my face, and could see that there was not only anger in their eyes, but something else that I was not sure if I was right in saying that I saw it there.
"So uh, h- how have you two been since, uh, last night? Good I hope."
"I think it's time that we got some payback, don't you Tavi?" Vinyl asked Octavia.
"Yes, I think that's an excellent idea Vinyl," Octavia answered.
They both got wicked grins on their faces and I decided that I did not want to witness my own death, so I shut my eyes. There was a few seconds when nothing happening, so I was not sure if they were killing me yet. I had not felt any excruciating pain yet, so I was guessing that I had not died, or that I had died and it had just been a quick death. I could not take not knowing though, so I opened my eyes and saw something that made my jaw drop. They were both standing there, propped up against my chest, with eyes full of passion, and seductive smiles.
"Uh, what's going on here...?"
"Well, you showed us such a good time last night, so we kinda wanted to repay you," Vinyl said.
"Yes, last night was amazing, and we wouldn't feel right without repaying the favor," Octavia added.
It took me a second before what they said registered in my mind, but when it did, I wished that I did not hear it.
"Wait, so after we got drunk we-"
"Mmm-hmm, and it was the most wonderful night of my life," said Octavia.
"Yeah," said Vinyl, "you were totally awesome."
I could not believe what they were saying. I am not sure if I wanted to. I had gotten drunk with them, and I slept with them after we left the bar. I was not sure if I liked the idea of that happening. It is not that I did not like them, it is just that I was still having troubles getting over the whole "they're ponies" thing.
"Um, yeah, normally that would be great, but uh, I'm kinda in a thing with Twilight, and I'm not sure if she'd go along with this..."
"That's right," I heard a voice say from the kitchen doorway, "He's mine, and I'm not so sure that I'll be sharing him with anypony who knocks my front door down."
All three of us looked to the kitchen doorway to see Twilight Sparkle standing there with a very annoyed look on her face.
"Oh, yeah, sorry about that," Vinyl said sheepishly.
"Don't worry, I'll be sending you the repair bill. Now, if you don't mind, get out of my house and leave my coltfriend alone."
They both got an irritated look and turned back to face me.
"Hey, I'll be seeing you two in town. You don't have to worry about not seeing me again."
They both smiled at me and took their hooves away from me and walked towards the- now open until repaired- front door.
"Oh hey, I didn't even get your name dude," Vinyl called back to me.
"Django," I said. "My name is Django."
"Well," said Octavia, "It's been a pleasure Django. We'll be seeing you."
"Yeah, see ya," added Vinyl.
I waved to them as they trotted out of the house. I then turned to Twilight and saw her giving me a look that I could not quite decipher. "Well," I said, "now that that's taken care of, I suppose I should get ready for school, huh?"
"Maybe you should start tomorrow; you smell like sweat, alcohol, and... something else."
I lowered my head to smell myself and could tell the she was right, I smelled horrible. I would need a good shower, and a whole lot of mouth wash.
"Well, I'm gonna go take a shower, when I come back up, do you think that I could find somewhere to get some new clothes?"
"Of course Django. When you're finished I'll take you over to Rarity's place to have her make you some new clothes."
I nodded my thanks to her. "Thanks Twi', I could really use some new ones, you know, since all of my old clothes are over at Vinyl's and Octavia's house."
I then went into the basement and artfully avoided my friends' questions about why I was only in my boxers, took a hot shower, and spent a full ten minutes brushing my teeth and getting the smell of alcohol off of my breath. The only problem I would encounter would be to walk around town half naked until Rarity was done making my new clothes, but I have dealt with worse, and I was sure that this would not be a problem. I was just going to get some new clothes, so what was the worst that could happen?
End Chapter: Chapter Thirteen: Reasons And Worries