> A Sleepover Gone Wrong
>  by Diamond Sunstone
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> Preparations
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Apple Bloom trots home from school with her friends, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. The trio have a sleepover planned for tonight, and all three agree that it will be the best sleepover ever. As Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo head to their homes to get some essentials, Apple Bloom heads to Sweet Apple Acres. She grabs her apple-adorned sleeping bag, pillow and blanket, then trots over to the pantry. She pulls out several apples and some apple juice, then shoves them in her saddlebags. As she gallops to the clubhouse, she thinks of how epic this sleepover will be. When she reaches the clubhouse, she walks carefully up the stairs, and pushes the door open. Nopony is there yet. She walks in, sets out the food, and sets up her sleeping stuff. She smiles. She is ready.

Sweetie Belle dashes to Carousel Boutique. She bounces inside, ready to grab what she needs. She trots to her room, where she packs her favourite sleeping supplies. A sleeping bag, pillow and blanket, patterned with musical notes of every colour of the rainbow. She then walks to the pantry, where she grabs some cupcakes, carrots, and caramel milk. She also grabs some cups. As she gallops to the clubhouse, her mind is clogged with the sound of clinking cups and sloshing milk. She wishes they would shut up. When she reaches the clubhouse door, she knocks softly. She is greeted with Apple Bloom calling, "Come in!" Sweetie Belle gladly obliges. As she is putting her food near the apple products that Apple Bloom brought, she says, "I brought some snacks along." 
"Gee, thanks, Sweetie Belle! Ah could really go fer some of that caramel milk." Apple Bloom says with a grin. Sweetie grins as well, and while she is setting up her sleeping things, all she can think of is how awesome this sleepover will be.

Scootaloo zips over to her house on her scooter. She skids to a halt at the door, and and calmly trots in. She goes up to her room, and grabs her sleeping stuff. She shoves her rainbow sleeping bag, pillow and blanket into her saddlebags, and gallops down to the pantry. She shoves some cookies and chocolate into her saddlebags, and just as she is about to leave, a bottle catches her eye. It is a bottle of wine, labeled 'Wild Phoenix', but Scootaloo thinks it is grape juice, so she shoves that in her saddlebags as well. She then jumps on her scooter, and flutters her wings furiously. As she propels herself to the clubhouse, she can feel the wind in her mane. She loves it. She skids to a halt at the clubhouse stairs, bounces up them, and knocks on the door. The door opens, and Sweetie Belle welcomes Scootaloo in. "I brought some food, you guys!" Scootaloo says cheerily, putting her food near the rest of the food.
"Thanks, Scootaloo! Ah wonder what 'wine' is?" Apple Bloom asks.
"Probably just a fancy word for 'grape juice'." Sweetie Belle says.
"Yeah, that's what I thought." Scootaloo says, rolling out her sleepware. The sleepover has begun.
> Catastrophe
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Sweetie Belle bounces on her sleeping bag, clearly bored. "What should we do first?"
"Who's up for some grape juice?" Scootaloo says, waving the bottle of wine around.
"Yeah, let's have us some grape juice! Who knows, maybe our cutie marks are for drinking grape juice!" Apple Bloom says excitedly. Scootaloo pours the wine into the cups, filling them to the brim, then pushes the glasses to the other Cutie Mark Crusaders. Apple Bloom is first to have a drink. "Ya know, this doesn't taste much like grape juice to me. Maybe it's special grape juice!" she says, ignoring the possibility of it being alcohol. Scootaloo has a sip next. 
"Wow, this juice burns in my throat. It feels weird, but I still like it!" she says, gulping the wine down.
Sweetie Belle has a sip now. "Mmmm, this is great!" she says, guzzling the alcohol. Before long, the glasses have been drained, as well as the bottle. Little did they know that this was not grape juice, but super strong red wine, very unfit for school fillies. "Ah don't feel so good, girls..." Apple Bloom says between hiccups.
"Ugh, me either..." Sweetie Belle agrees.
Scootaloo does not contribute with words. She contributes with vomit. She pukes all over Sweetie Belle's hooves. This triggers a gag reflex in Sweetie Belle, who pukes all over Apple Bloom. Apple Bloom then pukes all over the other two Crusaders. "Ugh, sorry about that..." Sweetie Belle groans. 
"It's okay, I started it..." Scootaloo moans.
"And AH FINISHED IT!" Apple Bloom yells. The three fillies are drunk. They all laugh at Apple Bloom's remark, something they wouldn't normally do. But they are drunk, so the circumstances aren't exactly normal. They drunkenly stagger around, hurling insults, throwing up, falling over, throwing up again. Stuff like that.
All of a sudden, Applejack comes in. "Hey girls, how ya doin'.... WHAT IN TARNATION?!" she yells, seeing the mess in front of her.
Apple Bloom squints. "Granny Smith? Aren't ya having a nap?"
Applejack sighs. "Ah ain't Granny Smith. Ah'm Applejack."
Sweetie Belle shakes her head. "No, you are clearly Rarity."
This confuses Applejack even more.
Scootaloo yells, "No, that's RAINBOW DASH!"
Applejack is now very confused. Until she sees the empty, upturned bottle of wine. Buck. She drags the three drunk fillies off to the hospital, then visits the families. Rarity faints at the news of her sister getting drunk, which Applejack easily counters with a bucket of water. Scootaloo's parents say they were wondering where that bottle of super strong Wild Phoenix went. They also say that Scootaloo is grounded. Applejack then breaks the news to Big Macintosh and Granny Smith. Granny Smith just says that the Cutie Mark Crusaders will be cleaning up their mess, but Big Macintosh says he will be having a word with Apple Bloom. Applejack can smell the stench of the vomit from the house, and the clubhouse is so far away from the house that Applejack wonders how three fillies made so much vomit. She eventually wrinkles her nose and goes to bed.
THE END