Student and Teacher, Servant and Mistress, Citizen and Ruler, Friend and...Lover?
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A perfect day of crystal clear skies of blue, the grass green, lush. Two figures seated by a low table, enjoying the quiet and beauty of the gardens; intricately decorated china laid before them, filled of tea and sweets. One figure was large, white, brilliant in the light, her wondrous mane in the colours of the rising sun, the other was smaller, lavender, more mundane than the goddess seated before her. Both were mares possessing wings strong enough to ride the thermals, hooves sturdy enough to traverse the dangers of the land, and a horn capable of magic powerful enough to guide them on their way.
The smaller mare picked up her well wrought cup and took a sip of the fine tea from far off lands, only to find instead her mouth full of the flavours of succulent peaches and sharp bite of fresh mint. Peering at her cup she found it changed to a stout flask of wood. The stout flask sending a jolt of realization that yesterday was the time of tea with her Princess, her love; tonight however was a night of celebration through the enjoyment of strong spirits.
She looked up only to find the skies had darken to a dim glow, a cave she now found herself in. Her companion likewise changed, a mighty dragon of white and the mare herself was a mere bear almost a plush in comparison to the bulk and size of the sleeping dragon who held her fast. The dragon opened her eyes, though still heavy with sleep she began to slowly move her tongue along the face of her dearly held bear. The lavender bear blinked her eyes shut.
Her eyes open to the void, surrounding now by an unusual rainbow of blue, orange, white, yellow, pink and purple in all manner of shapes she could barely recognize. She saw not the being of white nor herself in this void but heard laughter. She drew near the laughter and as she did it gave some semblance to the void. The world came into sharp focus, seated now not at the gardens nor in the forelimbs of a dragon but at a low table of a seedier sort of establishment. Liquor flowed freely and bawdy jokes even more so, the white one had become equine again and she herself had as well. The white one held a glazed look in her eyes and a pleased smile on her visage, she watched her companion turn towards her and moving in closer. She blinked when she felt an unusual sensation, not the kiss she was expecting but instead her love had begun to trace her tongue not over her face as before when they were dragon and bear but over her horn. The long tongue skillfully moved quickly over the fluting in her horn before it turned its attention to her wings. Playfully tugging at the feather she sent pleasant sensation to the lavender mare.
In the midst of these she blinked again and she felt the sensation anew but in a vastly different region, she turned and found her friend on the floor her delicate muzzle near her tail and legs. She blinked before it could continue much further and she found herself in a place that escaped description, the colours bright and blinding clashed so with each other. Mismatched patterns coated every surface that changed in design as she looked. Nothing seemed sane except for her; a glance around and she saw the being of white was now a manticore while she herself a small rabbit, prey to the larger beast. Yet the beast did not eat her but played with her, toying with her food it seemed. Its tongue running all over her much like the dragon and the drunken equine had done.
She closed her eyes awaiting the inevitable only for her eyes opened to a darken room. She stirred from her place on the soft bed she now found herself in, although just as quickly she placed a hoof on her head in a vain attempt to soothe the ache she felt.
What she had experienced, the smaller mare did not truly remember. Little she remembered of the previous night beyond the seedier establishment she and her love had vanished off to and the many flasks and flagons of liquor and spirits they had both consumed. She turned around slowly and saw the white sleeping form of her love and despite her pounding head, lit her horn briefly to cast a small spell. Her spell finished and her ache soothed, she then moved to curl up against the larger equine wholly content to spend time cuddled in her hooves.
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That was some weird shit, right there. I wonder how amazingly drunk they actually managed to get? Probably enough that we'd die of alcohol poisoning if we tried to match them xD
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I would say extremely drunk, I'm of the belief that Alicorns have above average tolerance than other ponies. So even though Twilight is a bit of a lightweight compared to Celestia, it's still beyond mortal tolerance. What they ended up having was a mix of the usual stuff and some more experimental drinks hence the very odd state of mind.
4590474 Basically "don't try this at home", amirite?