• Published 18th Jan 2022
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Plastered Pony Princesses - Graymane Shadow

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Aftermath

Leaning against the building that the Guards knew as The Shack, Gallus cut an imposing figure, regardless of the way he was shaking from trying not to laugh.

"It's just...too precious," he finally choked.

To his left, Spike looked up from the scroll he'd been scribbling away at. "They are a sorry sight, aren't they?"

On the field in front of them stood four normally imposing creatures; three Alicorns and one Changeling queen. However, that morning the four of them looked like they'd rather be dead, each squinting in the bright sunlight and swaying on their hooves. Celestia even had a slightly greenish tint to her face.

In front of them, a sergeant major had mixed some sort of concoction in a small pot, which he was now ladling out into four cups.

"What is this?" Chrysalis asked, sniffing hesitantly at the cup he passed her.

"Trade secret!" the sergeant replied, puffing his chest out proudly. "One of the oldest traditions of the Guard. Guaranteed hangover cure."

The three Alicorns exchanged glances, knowing what was in the cup.

"All right, the four of you, drink up."

"And if I don't want to?" Chrysalis asked.

"Then I'll turn you back to stone," Twilight snapped, before wincing. She'd opened her eyes for that one, a mistake the sun quickly reminded her of.

With considerable trepidation, the Changeling tipped the cup upward, downing the foul smelling mixture. She immediately gagged, choking and coughing.

"You're trying to poison me!" she shouted, as the other three downed their cups and began the short walk to The Shack.

"I am not!" the sergeant responded indignantly. "This here is a cure, missy!"

"Poison!" she hissed again.

"I tell you, there's no poison in there. Just cayenne pepper, hot mustard, ipecac, asafetida, croton oil, and, uh, gunpowder."

Chrysalis opened her mouth to say something else, but stopped, looking downward as her stomach gurgled angrily.

The sergeant grinned. "Now, you best be off to The Shack with the others. Next few hours are gonna be downright lousy, and I figure you don't want anypony seeing ya."

As she quickly trundled off, Gallus finally let out the laugh he'd been holding in.

"Ah, you love to see it," he said, wiping a tear from his eye.

"That's easy for you to say. I have to be the one to hear Twilight go on about this for the next few months."

The two of them began walking back toward the Palace. "That bad?" Gallus asked.

Spike snorted, faint trails of smoke exiting his nostrils. "If I know Twilight, she's going to turn this into a crusade. Just you wait."

"For our sakes, I hope you're wrong..." Gallus replied, looking considerably less pleased than he had a moment ago. "But in case you're not, I've got a bottle of scotch in my desk calling my name. Care to join me?"

Author's Note:

The 'hangover cure' here comes from the Western film El Dorado. Asafetida (or asafoetida) is a seasoning from India.

I've roughly storyboarded the sequel to this, Stone Sober Sovereign, but it'll probably be a few months at least.

Hopefully you enjoyed this one!

Comments ( 22 )

A clever way of making her both.

I applaud you, good sir!

~Skeeter The Lurker

Great work as always

And then the Pink One showed up every weekend to party anyway.

This and the last story were just delightful comedy. Chrysalis being a drinking buddy to the princesses was such an amusing concept.

Daddy

that's either Flurry or Cadance really putting on her bedroom voice since she's drunk

Aphrodite: Ditzy shipper and devoted mother, simpering sop and devious warmonger, weakest and mightiest of all the gods.

Never mess with the pink one. :pinkiecrazy:

ipecac, and croton oil, OMG that's going to play both ends against the middle. I hope that the shack has basins, towels and lots and lots of TP.

Now this does put a smile on my face.

Both those stories were just freaking awesome! :rainbowlaugh::rainbowlaugh::rainbowlaugh:

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I made the mistake of looking those up...yeesh.

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I have people I really don't like and I wouldn't give them that mix.

Well that was a pretty interesting story pretty funny one keep up the good work

Next few hours are gonna be downright lousy, and I figure you don't want anypony seeing ya

Hmm so... what does the concotion do? If you are STILL going to be devastated better to just be miserable naturally and not suffer through the addition of the disgusting thing...

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As sold in the movie (and as used here) it's basically going to purge the bulk of the alcohol from their system and make them nauseous at the thought of even trying to drink again for a while.

Looking forward to the sequel. I wonder if too much sobriety will backfire on Cadance? Oh, and I noticed in the last chapter that Chrysalis only promised to stop impersonating Cadance. Why do I get the feeling they will have to sit her down with a "do not impersonate" list and force her to agree individually to every name on that list...

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As concoctions designed to make you vomit are want to do.

This was great! It deserves its place in the feature box!

This is so much fun, we need more of this!
I want 1 000 000 Words more of exactly this!

Spike snorted, faint trails of smoke exiting his nostrils. "If I know Twilight, she's going to turn this into a crusade. Just you wait."

Kowalski, Analysis!

CROTON OIL???

Damn. That's pure malice. Pure, unadulterated malice.

El Dorado is a favorite movie of mine. And when Mississippi brought up his hangover cure, I looked it up.

Hatred in a bottle.

That's croton oil...

Cozy Glow was probably raised on it.

This needs a sequel, where Twilight goes on a crusade like Spike said here.

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I've kicked around a few drafts on both that story and an interquel, but neither of them have felt quite right. But you are correct that this does need a sequel sooner rather than later.

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