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// Part 2 - One Bottle of Friendship Please 
// Story: The DJ-Pon3 
// by DashCamp(IDBrony) 
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Julian – CsCamper – DashCamp(IDBrony)

Part 2 – One Bottle of Friendship Please



I was very scared, I tried to scream but he gagged my mouth with his big smelly hoof. When he closed the door, I heard somepony outside the toilet. It was the bartender, he broke into the toilet by smashing the toilet door, “Close your eyes little foal, somepony need a punishment, a hard punishment” that bartender shouted. I closed my eyes, that colt released his hoof from my mouth, I heard some punching and kicking noises, after some noises, One of them approached me, I opened my eyes and it was the Bartender, I was relieved. When I followed the bartender out from the toilet, I saw that colt, covered in blood and glass shard, “We may be an underground bar, but we still have manners, and that colt doesn’t have it, so we gave him some bad time” that was what the bartender told me. Somepony were still kicking him, good punishment for harming little foal. Since that incident, I became a good friend to everypony in the bar, except the Fillyphilia.

The Bartender then introduced himself, “So.. your name is Vinyl Scratch? Booze told me about you, you sure got good sense in partying, don’t you” , “If I am, why I don’t have a party cutie mark? Like the disco ball?” I replied, “Maybe another thing, oh and the night is still young, and here’s your beers”, “thanks” I said, “BTW, my name is Ark Wine, you can call me Ark” he introduced his self,“Nice to meet you Ark” and then I took a gulp. I drank a lot that night, I was trying to forget that scary incident, but now I think it wasn’t really that scary, haha.. . And because of that incident, I also got closer to the bartender.

The next night, I went to the bar, and that time, the bartender greeted me, “Something new today?”, I asked. He grinned to me, and he started talking, “Hey Vinyl, do you know the muscular stallion who always sits around the corner of the bar?” , I tried to remember, the muscular stallion who always sit far away from the bartender, he got a coltly mustache, I then nodded my head. “He heard about your incident yesterday, and about ten minutes ago, he wanted to meet you, he said he is going to give you some self-defense lesson”, “seems legit” I replied, “Of course yes, he was in military before”, “really?” I was surprised. I saw him near the dance floor, and then I approached him and greeted him, he looked scary but he was friendly, “Ah... Little Foal, you’re finally here, if you want to stay here you must be tough, that’s why you need some lesson” , “Alright mister soldier, when should we start?”. “the stallion suddenly stared at me, “How do you know I worked as the royal guard before?” , “the bartender told me” I replied, the stallion grinned a bit.

The next morning, I went to the bar, the bar only opened at night, so at the day, nopony would use it. The military stallion turned the dance floor to a small gym, I thought he was giving a small lesson, but actually he opened a class, that was unexpected. There were some ponies I knew from the bar, they greeted me as soon as I entered the room. “Welcome everypony, after that incident two days ago, i decided to give all you slackers some self-defense lesson, let’s start with lesson one ,shall we”, he taught in a pretty cool way, I learnt lots of move like the double buck,neck pinch, overlap, and roundhouse kick, and the roundhouse kick was so awesome, it was like this hyat!! *kick*. Oh sorry, he taught lots of things, and it was very useful, I’m going to tell you about it later.

After some weeks, I felt bored, “ Ark, anything fun to do here? Apart from dancing or drinking?”, Ark put his hoof on his chin, trying to think, “How about this?” he showed some cool bartender stuff, spinning the bottle back and front and such. “Man... That was cool,how did you learn that stuff?” I asked, “Urm.... talent? Hehe..” he showed me his cutie mark, small wine glass and the shaker-thingy which he used. “Let me try, maybe bartender is one of my talent too”, “why not?” he replied, he handed me the shaker, and taught me how to make a simple apple cocktail, and...... I failed, bartender wasn’t my call.

Even though, I keep practicing with Ark, and finally after one week, I could make an apple juice, yeah, I could only make apple juice, I suck. My story doesn’t end here, after my training with Ark, I realized that I haven’t got my cutie mark, I asked every single pony in the bar, from a stallion who worked as a janitor, until a mare who worked as a *ehem* stripper, but we don’t even wear clothes, strange huh? I was disappointed because no clue of my cutie mark, “Maybe I am the pony with no talent” I thought. Ark poked my shoulder, “ don’t be sad” he said, “how about helping me on the bar? The manager told me to find an assistant in serving the drinks, and the pay is also pretty good”, “Alright” I replied happily.

Then I came to the bar earlier, about 30 minutes before the bar opened, I helped ark clean the glass, wine glass, and prepare the ingredients for the cocktails, juice and such. The bar was very busy, ten different drinks were ordered every five minutes, I almost broke some glass, luckily I didn’t. My hard work was worth it, 25 bits per night, with those money, I bought more furniture to put in my cargo, better bed, better meals and such. I worked at the bar for 3-4 months, I stopped because the bar was starting to get empty, not many ponies came. Because the bar wasn’t very busy anymore, I had some better time, Ark could easily give me free drinks. And one day, I drank too much, and the next morning, I was already in a prison cell.

To be continued..