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// Girl's night out 
// Story: Mind Swap 
// by Flames173 
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	Big Mac woke up at 5 in the afternoon, that's early for him now. He checked the clock and rubbed his eyes. Then he picked up his phone and called Rarity. The unicorn picked up after a few seconds of dial tone.
"Hello." she said.
"Hi Rarity." he said with a yawn.
"Rainbow Dash, what are you doing? You normally don't wake up until 6!"
"Yeah I know, but something inside me just begged to wake up early."
"So what do you need?"
"Well, today is my day off work so..."
"Isn't EVERY day your day off?" Rarity interrupted.
"Well, sort of I guess."
"Anyways, as you were saying."
"Its my day off and I was wondering if I could come over and hang out with you or something."
"Sure, I always need new models."
"What?"
"I said sure, sounds fun."
"OK, what time should I come over?"
"I don't know, an hour or two?"
"Ok, see you then."
"Bye." the two ponies said in unison then hung up.
Big Mac sat in his master bedroom and stared at the ceiling. "What should I do now?" he asked himself. "Maybe you should watch tv or play call of duty or something." He thought for a few seconds then picked up an xbox controller and turned his console on.
After an hour and a half, Big Mac decided to go to Rarity's house.
"Oh goody you're here!" the white unicorn shouted giddily.
"Yeah, I didn't know what we were going to do, so I didn't bring anything. That ok?" Mac asked then looked at the ground.
"Yes, it quite certainly is!"
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"So what are we going to do?"
"I don't know, play some games, you model my dresses, maybe hit the bar later?"
"What was that second thing?"
"You model my dresses."
"Lets start off with that."
"Why? I thought you hated dresses."
"I know, that's why I want to get it out of the way right away."
"Oh, I see, that makes sense."
Big Mac tried on countless dresses and did varying poses for each one while Rarity decided whether to sell, shred, or keep the dress. The whole thing took another hour and a half. It was now 8 pm. The sun has been set for a while now. No, its not Winter, time just passes differently in Equestria.
"Oh my, that was longer than I planned, guess we'll have to skip the games and go straight to the bar." Rarity said.
"Ok." Mac said happily. For some reason, he really liked the bar, like, like he was a man inside!
The two mares made their way to the nearest bar, it was new, so there wasn't a sign, nopony knew the name, so it was just called 'the bar'. They walked in and went up to the bar, then sat on stools next to each other. They each ordered a tequila and downed the whole glass in one gulp. They continued to order alcoholic drinks and drunk them until they were drunk. Now, what could happen to two drunk females who really like each other? So many things, each I could use for a good storyline, hmm.
"Hey Bane bow. Isn't that the guy you always say you piked?" Rarity asked pointing at a fire extinguisher.
Mac looked where her friend pointed. "Pore in?" he asked seeing the wonder bolt sitting at a table, alone, hiding his face.
"You hood ask him drought!"
Big Mac got up and stumbled over to the corner table, grabbing everything in reach for balance. When he got there, he sat on a chair.
"Rainbow Dash?" Soarin asked, looking up at the newcomer to his table, his face gleaming with tears.
Mac just nodded.
"Why are you over here?"
"I cane over to stalk with you."
"I'm sorry what?"
"Puts wrong?"
Soarin realized the cyan mare was drunk and started to understand what she said. "Spitfire."
"Cut about her?"
"She broke up with me."
"That lich!"
"Yeah, I know right?"
"You shut go out wick me."
"What?" Soarin asked, surprised.
"Puck me."
Soarin stared at the wonder bolt fan girl who stared back pleadingly. How could he say no to that face? "Yes."
"One boar question."
"What?"
"Pan you take me tome?"
"Sure." then the stallion helped the mare out of the bar and somehow got her back to her house.
"Aww thats sweet." Rarity said, still at the bar, watching the two ponies leave the bar. "Aww duck, she was gonna way."
"Excuse me ma'am." a deep voice said from behind.
"Huh?" Rarity asked swiveling around to look at a well built stallion sitting on the stool where Mac was sitting.
"How is the beer?"
"Food"
"Umm. Ok? Is that good or bad?"
"Yes."
"Good, or, bad."
"YES!"
"Good?"
"YES!!!"
"Which brew would you suggest?"
Rarity held up her nearly drunk glass and made a show of taking the last sip.
"That kind eh? Barkeep, two of those!"
Two mugs of whatever Rarity was drinking slid down the bar and stopped at the two ponies.
"On me." the red stallion said as he took a sip.
Rarity took a sip, cautiously. The stallion had dark hair and kind, inviting eyes. He looked strong enough to pull hundreds of pounds all day long. After a few seconds, Rarity decided he was an ok stallion, and she took her sips normally.
"So, how are you doing?" he asked.
"Ok, I less."
The two continued to talk for a while. Eventually Rarity decided she should return home. The stallion was taking a nap, his face completely out of sight. Rarity wrote her adress and phone number on a slip of paper she happened to have with her, tucked it in the stallions hoof, payed her tab, then headed home.