//------------------------------// // Lemon Tart // Story: Pacific Glow's Gaze // by Scribblesheet The Scribe //------------------------------// "Ok Lemon Tart seeing as how it's your first night on the job I'll do what I can to help you. Tommorow your on your own though so pay attention got it?" "Yes mister Top Up." Replyed the bright yellow colored and orange maned earth pony. To most ponies a full time job at a club bar would not be that apealing. While ponies were dancing he was pouring drinks, While ponies were laughing he was calling cabs for those too hammered to drive. To him though this is the best job he could have landed in Manehattan. The club known as The Club Pony Party Palace or the C tripple P was often host to some of the best DJ's in Equestria DJ Pon3 herself was setting up shop as Lemon was being shown around the bar he'd be stationed at. To him this job came with it's own benifits. Sure he couldn't go out on the dance floor or sample the Ciders for sale but he still got to enjoy the best part all night, the music. While he by no means had any skill with any instrument that did not stop him from loving the sounds of pounding bass or the singing of a Violin. All night from 6 PM to 4 AM he got a front row seat to the best bass in the city all Lemon Tart had to do was pour drinks and he even got paid for it. A quick glance at the clock showed him that it was fifteen minutes until the doors opened and outside he could already see ponies gathering in line. "Your resume said you worked at a club prior to this one?" "Yes sir." he replyed slightly peeved at having his thoughts interupted. "So I won't have to show you how to mix drinks then, good that makes this easier. Now I know I just need to show you where everything is and where to get fresh barrels /l\---)O(---/l\ Pacific Glow once again found herself outside CPPP with her friend Azure Velour at her side. Her mane was done up in it's usual double pony tail and she was once again adorned in her yellow hoof sleeves. As always when she was out on the town her pacifier was strung about her neck along with her favorite necklaces. The Blue maned and purple furred earth pony beside her was adorned in her favorite faux leather jacket but rather than sweatpants tonight she had decided to wear jeans that hugged her flanks well in hopes of bringing a mare home by the end of the night. "Five minutes until the doors open Glowy then we'll be jammin to Pon3 again!" "Please your here because your hoping for a flank spank before the nights over. You and I both know you never come for the music." "Of course I do! Without the music I wouldn't have a reason to get down and if I can't do that then how am I gonna reel a pretty mare in?" The blue maned mare bounced her eyebrows suggestivly while Pacific simply rolled her eyes. There were days she wondered why she put up with the borderline sex addict to her side but she always came to the same answer. Azure for all her antics was there when she needed her whether she was having a bad day or just wanted a wing mare for a night out. She had changed a great deal since they were filly's and not all for the better but she was still Azure Velour and Azure Velour was a friend who always had her back. "Hey um by the way Glowy you got spare bits by chance?" Even if she was a wallet leach. The pink earth pony rolled her eyes again this time in a joking maner before pulling a small pouch out of her purse and hoofing it over to her companion. "Please just don't spend all of it on drinks. Save some for tommorow when we go shopping at the mall." "I'll try but don't get your hopes up!" Glowy sighed with notible sarcasum as the doors to the club opened. The bouncer recognizing them from the previous nights they'd been there let them in right away. Once she was out of eye sight and her friend was on the floor mingling Pacific made for the filly's room. With the door closed behind her and no pony in sight she pulled a small bottle from her bag and took out a pill. In seconds it was down her throat and chased with a bit of water from the sink. With this done she made her way back out. /l\---)O(---/l\ For his first night on the job things were going pretty well. Lemon had a little trouble with one of the pump levers sticking but that was easily fixed with a bit of effort. Aside from a few drink orders building up in the time it took to fix it he was doing fine. The DJ was playing her heart out tonight and Lemon Tart relished every bass wave that hit his ears. About half an hour into his shift things slowed down a bit. Having woked in a club before he knew the explanation. The ponies who had come thirsty had gotten their drinks and the others were dancing but would be over later when they needed to wet their throats. Lemon was in the process of putting some glasses in the freezer to frost them when he heard a hoof tap the counter top. "Just a moment." "Take your time the view is nothing to complain about if you ask me." The obvious pass at him caused the yellow pony to lift his head before he could think resulting in a loud thunk as he banged it on the counter above above him. Pulling back with a hiss of pain while rubbing the spot the suffering pony was greeted by the apoligetic smile and feminine laughter of a pink pony with sky blue eye's. She was covering her mouth with one hoof and laughing while unsuccessfully trying to hide her amusement. "Sorry I didn't mean to startle you!" She continued to giggle. "It's fine miss..." "Pacific Glow." "Pleasure to meet you miss Glow now what would you like to drink?" He said hiding the strain in his voice best he could. "A Mango margarita please on the rocks." He set about his task as she watched crushing the Ice and salting the rim of the glass while mixing the tequila and mango togeather. She continued to smile while the stalion worked the lights flashing behind her and the bass flooding the room. "So when did you start working here sailor?" "Umm this is my first day on the job miss Glow." "Oh stop calling me miss Glow. My freinds call me Glowy and I make it a point to be friends with all the bartenders at my favorite clubs." "Well...thank you... but I'd prefer to call you miss Glow." He replyed begining to feel uncomfortable under her low lidded gaze. "No need to look so nervious I'm only messin cause your kinda cute." Lemon swallowed a large lump forming in his throat. "So *Ehem* miss Glow what brings you to the CPPP tonight?" "I come here once a week with my friend over there." She pointed a hoof in the direction of a purple furred earth pony with blue hair who was currently kissing another mare with tongue obviously included. "I see." Said the bar colt slightly embarrassed by the public display. "We've been best friends since grade school so we hang out all the time. Whenever I need somepony to go somewhere with me she's just a call away." "It's always good to have friends you can trust." He said trying to move the conversation to a close. "It is." The pairs eye's met and try as he might it was hard for Lemon Tart not to get lost in them. Blue eyes were far from uncomon but there was something special about her's. The perfect shade of sky blue and the way she looked at him with them was border line hypnotic. Shaking his head free Lemon finnished making Glowy's drink and placed it in front of her. "This mare is very what's the word...Open? We've been talking for a few minutes and she's chatting like we've known each other for weeks at least." He thought to himself. The mare reached for her drink but then she clentched her teeth rather suddenly as if not of her own will causing her to reach for her pasfier around her kneck and bite it between her teeth. Oh sweet Celestia she's high on Joy. I've worked this scene long enough to see the signs especialy when their hidden this poorly. "There you are miss Glow. Is there anything else I can get you?" He said in an even less enthusiastic tone than a moment ago. "Hmmmm not right now but maybe later tonight." With that she departed leaving him alone again much to his relief. Thank Celestia. Last thing I want to do on my first day is foalsit a high mare. /l\---)O(---/l\ Many hours dancing and drinking later saw a rather drunk and wobbly Pacific Glow making her way towards the bar. It was closing time now and she was looking for her wing mare who unkown to her was enjoying a tumble in the sheets back at her place with that nights lucky mare. She had told her she was spliting but poor Glowy had been too busy dancing to notice. "Azurrrrrrreeee!" She called out wobbling her way towards the bar "Azurrrrreeee Velouuuuurrrrrr! where *hic* are youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?" It was at that moment that the drunken mare tripped over her own forehooves and took a stuble foreward only to be caught by something before hitting the ground. Looking up in her blurry drunk gaze at her savior she could make out just enough to recocognize the bar pony who had served her earlier. The same pony who had cut her off so that she had to bum drinks off of others to get her fill. "Hey HEY! Your the party pooper who stopped letting me drink!" "Yes miss Glow that's me put a hoof on my shoulder and I'll help you to a booth." "Your-you such-a Gentlecolt." The pink mare proceeded to ruffle up his mane and nearly fall off of him in the process. Anoyed at the action Lemon considered complaining breifly but decided against it. A drunk pony was a pony that didn't care about you opinion. Once sitting somewhat comfortably in a booth the mare was released and the stalion produced a phone from his pocket. "Do you have anypony I should call? A brother a sister a room mate?" "Nope! My mom wouldn't care if I fell off a building onto the street and got hit by a carriage!" She said in a slurred and whimsical manner. The stalion only half paying attention began dialing a number in. After waiting for a few moments he put the phone away an unhappy look on his muzzle. "The Cab service is closed for the night. Great just great. Look can you just wait here while I close up? I'll be back in a minute when I figure out what to do about getting you somewhere safe." "Safty's overated." "Not when your alone and drunk in the city." With that the stallion trotted off to close up the bar /l\---)O(---/l\ As Lemon was closing up shop he continued to think of what the best thing to do with his drunk and likely in his opinion high 'friend' in the booth. She was clearly off her nut at the moment and there were no cabs to get her home right now. That essentialy meant he could either trust her drunk mind to lead him to her door step Celestia knew how far away from his flat or he could give her a place to crash at his flat and deal with the awkward morning where he would have to explain that he had been a complete gentlecolt over eggs and toast. Even if Lemon asumed that she would steer him properly for all he knew it would be time for work again before he got her to a safe place. Being honest with himself he would rather get some sleep tonight. "Awkward breakfast it is then." He said reluctantly to himself. Lemon Tart proceeded to close the club for his first time all done while cursing his 'Superior' for skipping out two hours early on him for an 'Emergancy' and leaving him with the keys. Having finnished locking up the stalion made his way to the semi conscious pony in the booth. With a bit of effort and some poking to the shoulder he was able to bring her to enough conciousness to get her to walk partialy on her own. Lemon sighed resining himself to an uncomfortable night on his old couch in his single pony flat...two whole blocks away. Uhggg I'm going to have to guide her the whole way there! He thought to himself grumply. With the pink mare using him as a living crutch Lemon guided the drunk mare down the sidwalk using all his spare breath to mutter curses at his luck in life. he was interupted from his whispering tirade when he felt a slightly toothy sensation on his ear. "Ouch! Hey stop that!" "You're grumpy." She mumbled. "Yes I am and with good reason! I'm about to spend a terrible night on my decades old couch because I had the missfortune to be raised by a mother who taught me to be responsible even when other's arn't!" Before he could continue his rant he was nearly forced to the ground when the remaining weight that Glowy had been carrying was dumped on him as she fell asleep. Regaining his balance Lemon Tart moved so that she was laying over his back. "Just-one-more-block!" He sighed. You just had to make it...One. More. Block." /l\---)O(---/l\ Further effort and sailor grade cursing found Lemon Tart placing an asleep pink mare on his bed. He took a moment to catch his breath as he was not an overly active pony before looking at the clock on his apartment wall. 5:23. It had taken nearly fifty minutes to make it two blocks and up three flights of stairs thanks to that drunk mare! Shaking his head in anoyance he crossed over to the couch in the corner by the window. He considered throwing a blanket over his 'house guest' but decided since she was already asleep as well as the fact he was risking eviction having another pony spend the night at his flat he had done enough. Flopping on his couch he placed a pillow between his forelegs and dropped his head on it. He was asleep in seconds.