//------------------------------// // The Stable: A Tavern Most Important Later In This Story // Story: The Count of Marete Colto // by crashlanding12 //------------------------------// The Stable: A Tavern Most Important Later In This Story The Stable was a popular place to go to or visit in Mareseille, either a citizen, tourist, or otherwise. Most ponies who ate or drank there were regulars, returning there once a week or so to catch up on gossip, or be with friends. It was on the night of which the previous chapter and it's situations had happened, the return of Discord to his fiancée, that three friends gathered at The Stable to discuss. All three of them stallions, one in particular looking quite gloomy, his head resting with his cheek against the table's wooden surface. "Ah, don't look so down, Sombra!" A scruffy voice commented. "Sure, you got refused by one of the most beautiful mares in Mareseille, but come on! Look at yourself! I'm sure there's somepony else out there for ya!" The voice was from Prosecutor Rainbow Dash, a stallion of twenty seven. He had a light blue coat, a short rainbow mane, and pink eyes. He was wearing a white shirt, black pants, and brown loafers. “Shut it, Dash,” Sombra grumbled. “Don’t be an arse.” The rainbow maned stallion put up his hooves in surrender, muttering a curse to the unicorn under his breath. The other stallion at the table was as angry and sad as Sombra, but stayed quiet. “Do you three need anything? Cider maybe?” A unicorn waitress walked up to the table. She had a blue coat, a light blue mane, and purple eyes. She had a short-skirted, long-sleeved purple dress with white leggings covering the remainder of her back legs. She had a wire mane clip on one ear. “Trixie,” Applejack spoke up, “Shouldn’t you be in Canterlot right now?” The blue unicorn was taken aback at this, taking a step away from the table. “That’s just Chrysalis, idiots,” Sombra muttered, lifting his head from the table. “Isn’t that right? Changeling?” “Fine. Fine. It’s me. My boss doesn’t like it when I’m in my normal form ‘cause ‘I scare some of the guests, blah, blah, blah, nag, nag, nag.’” Chrysalis motioned with her hooves for a moment, then cleared her throat. “Anyways, did you need anything?” “Three ciders, I guess,” Rainbow Dash said. Chrysalis nodded and headed back to the kitchen. AJ crossed his hooves and pouted slightly, getting a concerned look from Rainbow. “You’re down in the dumps as well?” Rainbow asked, “Are both of you mad for the same reason or…” Applejack shrugged. "It's all that stupid draconequus' fault," Sombra mumbled. "You mean Monsieur Discord?" Chrysalis interrupted, "You are friends with him, are you not?" Chrysalis placed down the tray she'd been carrying with her magic on the table. Each stallion took a mug, and she pulled over a stool. "What's your deal with him?" "My brother chose him over me for captain of the Pegasus. I'm much older than him; it's ridiculous," AJ said, responding with a frown. Chrysalis nodded her head. “Alright, I suppose that is a bit weird, but that’s only your side on the situa-” “W-We need to do something about him,” Sombra interrupted. “What do you mean, Sombra?” questioned Applejack. “He’s ruined us,” Sombra smirked, “...So we ruin him.” Rainbow looked at the gray unicorn with a look of concern. “Uh, Sombra… Please don’t go crazy on us.” “I agree with him, Dash. You don’t understand ‘cause he didn’t do anything to you,” AJ stated. “I’ll leave you three to ‘plotting’ somepony’s demise,” Chrysalis mocked. She picked up the tray with her magic and walked back to the kitchen. “You two are serious?” Dash said, taking a drink, “That’s a bit extreme, don’t you think?” Sombra was going argue back at the prosecutor, but was interrupted by the commotion of the other patrons in the tavern. Most of the ponies were looking at the entrance, where a certain chimera and shy pegasus were standing. “It looks like they’re making an announcement,” Applejack said. Sombra was happy he had his back towards the entrance. “We’re just stopping by for a minute or two. Don’t need to make a big deal of it,” Discord stated, “Could we talk to the manager?” Chrysalis gestured to the stairs leading to the second level. “Thunderlane’s upstairs, Monsieur and Madame The Draconequus.” Fluttershy silently nodded her head. She didn’t like all of these ponies staring at her like this. “Merci,” Discord said, walking up the stairs, Fluttershy following behind. “They don’t make a bad couple…” Sombra glared angrily at the pegasus, drinking some of his cider. “So… What are we going to do about him?” AJ asked. “Well…”