This story is a sequel to Plastered Pony Princesses
In a fit of boredom, Luna decides that while sobriety has had its perks, a good bottle of whisky sounds like just the thing for a hot afternoon.
Only one thing stands in her way: an obstinate shopkeeper asking for identification.
Doesn't he know who she is?
This was a fun read! I missed this kind of silly shenanigans in pony fiction. Like a breath of fresh air. Great work!
Leave it to Twilight to bureaucrat this much, hah
Bored Princesses are dangerously active princesses.