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// Chapter X: Hangovers Still Suck, Even With Friends 
// Story: A New Life 
// by DaBeejees 
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"Oh, fuck me!"

I had just woken up, but thanks to the massive hangover I now had, I'm wishing I didn't.

"I'm...pretty sure I already did..."

I looked up and saw Vinyl sitting not too far away from me, resting her head in her hooves, clearly hung over as well. 

She turns to look at me, and I see her eyes for the first time...well, the first time I remember, at least. They were a beautiful shade of red, looking like rubies with pupils, almost! It doesn't surprise me now that she wears those glasses, because her eyes alone would likely cause her to get hit on a lot more than she probably is already.

She smiles and I see her horn start to glow as she levitates a glass of water to me. "Drink up."

Fortunately, we were near a wall, so I managed to sit up against it while I drank. Not too long after Vinyl joined me.

"Thanks for the water..."

Vinyl leaned against me. "Don't worry about it; I got up about twenty or so minutes before you, so I got you a glass when I went to get myself some."

I respond with a simple smile, and we both remain silent for a few minutes.

"So...how could you tell?"

Vinyl looked up at me. "Tell what?"

"That you 'already did'."

Thankfully, she knew what I was referring to.

"Well, we're both hung over, when I woke up my hooves were wrapped around you, and I have a massive pain in my cu--"

"--Okay, I get it now."

Vinyl chuckled. "Hey, you asked!"

I sigh. "You're right, I di--wait, is that last one a good or bad thing?"

She smirks. "You mean the pain in my cu--"

"--Yes, that one."

"Why do you keep interrupting me whenever I try to say 'cu--'"

"--Because this story is already a borderline 'mature' rating, and I'm doing my best to keep it at 'teen'."

"...whatever. Anyway, considering that we're both severely hung over, let's just say that it's a very good thing and be done with it."

"Agreed."

"If you two really want to know, yes you two 'did it', and it was hot."

Vinyl and I both slowly look up, and see an even-more-hung-over-than-us Twilight laying on top of a trash-littered table.

"And on that note, please remind me not to drink again."

"Noted. No promises on the follow-through, though."

Twilight simply groans and starts to roll over. "Dear Princess Celestia...why is your sun SO DAMN BRIG--"

Thud!

Twilight got interrupted by gravity when she ended up rolling off of the table.

"You okay there, Twi'?"

Twilight just continued to lay on the floor, face down, and spread eagle.

"Yeah, other than being hung over...although...I'm really starting to understand what Brendan had meant by not bothering to get up off the floor...even more so by what he meant by it being comfortable...because it's really starting to..."

I start to stand up, as I'm beginning to recover from my hangover; for some odd reason, whenever I get hung over, the actual hangover itself doesn't last all to long for me, though it's usually more intense, not necessarily much more intense, but more intense nonetheless.

"Can't say I didn't tell ya so, Twi'."

Twilight simply groans in response.

I start to walk around. Thankfully, I never go too far when I'm drunk, so I had already assumed that we were still in Sugarcube Corner, which was immediately confirmed. However, I didn't get too far before I stopped and simply stared at what I was now looking at. Vinyl, recognizing this, let out a sigh.

"So, what's the damage like, babe?"

"Was that pet name sarcastic?"

"Only if you want it to be."

"Good...'cause I don't. And in regard to the 'damage'...well...I think that Pinkie tried to break through the fourth wall when she was drunk...and it seems that she managed to do it."

Vinyl starts to get up and make her way over to my position. "Damn you and your complex way of saying thi--...holy shit, you weren't kidding..."

"Could you just tell me, 'cause I'm not getting up anytime soon..."

"Pinkie literally broke through the wall."

"How are you certain it was Pinkie?"

"She's still face-down and unconscious on the other side."

Twilight sighs. "Okay...how big is the hole?"

"Big enough that I'm surprised that it's actually just a hole in the wall and not just what used to be a wall."

"Great...I'll fix it...later."

Vinyl laid back down. "Fuck, I hate having hangovers."

"Join the club. But if you feel that you need to sleep it off some more, go right ahead; we need to have everypony fully recovered before we can even come up with a plan to deal with this hellhole."

Vinyl laid her head down on her hooves. "Thanks, babe..." She looked up at me and smirked. "And don't 'try' anything on me...I actually want to be able to remember it the next time." She winked before closing both eyes to sleep.

Lovely...I get drunk, get laid, and now seemingly get a marefriend...can't say I've heard that one before... I think to myself. Usually they always end up like... I look at the huge hole in the wall. ...like this...

I shake my head and sigh; I still need to find the others. 

***

After a while I managed to track them all down:

--Rainbow Dash was duct taped to one of the intact walls;

--Fluttershy was laying face-down on the dance floor; in fact, she astonishingly has more energy than even Pinkie Pie when she's drunk...which made it even more hilarious, but not to be mean, of course;

--Rarity was face-down on her fainting couch -- which is what they're actually called -- which she 'Pinkie's' out of thin air every now and then;

--and finally, Applejack was face-down in the kitchen, her face laying in an apple pie...which actually led to a rather straightforward, yet still -- in hindsight -- hilarious encounter: 

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"About time I found you Applejack!"

She groans.

"Would you like a glass of water?"

She rolls her head in the apple pie she was laying face first in and speaks groggily. "Nah, Ah'm okay, sugarcube. Ah don't really get all too hungover-like...it jus' makes me a'mighty sleepy..."

I gave in to the urge of asking what I was thinking. "So...you wouldn't mind if I could cut myself a slice of that apple pie you laying in, would you?"

She temporarily lifted her head out of the pie. "Go fer it, sugarcube...an' actually, could'ya cut a slice fer me, too?"

"Absolutely." I say as I cut out two slices, setting one on a plate next to Applejack's head.

"Thank'ya kindly." Applejack managed to say before dropping her head back into the pie, asleep.

***

Long story short, things were going to be...interesting once everypony fully recovered and saw the entirety of the hellhole that we would have to clean up. 

Yay~~ T~T