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Vinyl carried her alcohol with roughly the same precision that she carried herself while under its influence. In effect, not very well at all. A hoofful of Stagner's bottles later, and she devolved into a barely coherent mass of stumbling limbs and slurred speech. While it had crossed the minorly tipsy Octavia's mind to simply let her walk home, and maybe watch at a distance with a box of popcorn, she decided it was for the better to help her somewhere safe where she could allow her liver to slog its way through the backlog of alcohol in her system.

Thankfully Vinyl's choice in the winebar for the night had placed them within reasonable distance of Octavia's apartment. So Octavia had opted to take her home, (not that Vinyl was anywhere near capable of conveying a yay or neigh on that question.) It was due to this turn of events that Octavia found herself half-propping, half-dragging Vinyl to her home. In essence she had become a ponified crutch, and admittedly, her alcohol intake for the evening had somewhat affected her balance as well. Thankfully the fresh air was doing something to keep her lucid as she helped Vinyl along as best she could.

So, in all honesty, the pair fell down into a chaotic pile of legs and hair quite a few times. Still, Octavia felt it better than lingering in the bar. She hoped that their absence would lead the ice-cream pony to write about something less vulgar, or at the very least, something that didn't involve her. Octavia wrapped a foreleg around Vinyl, shunting the groaning mare onto her hooves...only a few more blocks now.

They passed by a public house, the bar itself packed to the brim with yobs watching their hoofball games. An incredibly overrated and culture-less past-time in Octavia's opinion. Hoof a ball in a box, doesn't take any skill or thought at all! It seemed that the game had recently ended, because as they passed by the bar, a trio of cheering and heavily intoxicated colts burst out, chorusing a hoofball chant.

It was this that roused the barely conscious Vinyl to lift her head and foreleg, waving at the colts with a cry of "Green arr-may!"
Octavia snapped Vinyl's hoof to the floor, hissing in her ear. "Vinyl, stop it. The last thing I want is a group of drunk colts to know we're a pair of barely sober fillies out on our own!"
"What's wrong Octavia?" Vinyl giggled, trying and failing to keep her head at Octavia's eye level. "Scared of a little male attention?"
"Ugh, like I'd want to spend the night with a drunken hooligan like them."
Vinyl giggled, though she'd surrendered to the alcohol and was now staring down at the floor. "So instead you're taking a drunken, filly hooligan for the night?"

"Well, I would hardly treat you in the same way one does a colt, and to be honest, you're mostly harmless anyway."
Vinyl reared up on her hind legs, blind luck and a south-westerly wind the only things keeping her upright. ""Harmless? I could bust your rump easy as pie Octavia...like apple pie...you got any apple pie at home?"
"I might do, the real question is whether I'd give you any."
"If you do, I wont beat you up...I promise."
"Truly, Vinyl, you are a gentlemare."

After much struggling and more passive threats concerning Vinyl's wish for food, Octavia finally managed to drag the filly to her home. A simple night on the couch, then she could turf her out in the morning. She left Vinyl to lean against the wall, took out her keys, opened the door, then picked up Vinyl after she inevitably fell over again. Octavia felt that tonight would be a good thing to jot on her CV, in case she ever took a job in the Marefia. In honesty, she had the body-dragging experience and the cello case now, she was probably as qualified as they come.

Vinyl was placed, rather unceremoniously, on the couch. She then proceeded to de-ceremony herself as much as ponily possible, by slumping into a sprawling position over the soft, leather surface. Irritatingly, she remained awake while Octavia opened her favourite cupboard. Naturally, contained within it was a plethora of beverages, but it was the prized Jura she extracted, tipping it into a glass, and enjoying a refreshing sip as she reclined in her own chair.

Vinyl had been watching her, while Octavia had noted the fact she was slowly slipping off the couch, but didn't feel any pressing need to help. Vinyl once more that night, found herself face down on the floor, her legs flailing a second after she landed. Octavia could only take it for a massively delayed attempt to stay on the couch. She watched Vinyl's sluggish attempts to claw her way back on to the couch, sipping the Jura. In the end, she felt it necessary to help her, if only to stay her scuffing the leather with her hooves.

"Come here you." She once more slipped her forelegs under Vinyl's form, and raised her onto the couch, repositioning her limbs to be more stable this time.
"Thanks Octy...you got any music...can't sleep without music."
"I suppose a light piece of Mozcart can help anypony to sleep."
"You put that classical junk on...and I'll snap the vinyl it's recorded on...okay?"Vinyl peeped open an eye, a playful malicious glint was visible on its surface. The tips of her lips curled upwards in a light smile. "Got anything more...my kinda thing?"

Octavia basically couldn't be bothered with the hassle of a musical argument at that point, and she doubted Vinyl's brain was receptive enough to acknowledge it anyway. She rifled through her collection of records, calling out anything that might have pleased the paralytic unicorn mare.

"Prune Springsheen?"
"Oh no, not an Apple 'n' Western...bin it if you wanna."
Octavia growled under her breath, the vocals in that album were particularly well sung. "Tank Sinatra?"
"Ughh...boooring! So slow!"
"You really are impossible...hmmm..." She pulled out a cover, lightly coated in dust. "I suppose Whinny Hendrix is too old for your tastes too?!"

"You have Whinny?!" Vinyl gasped, but not in spiteful glee as Octavia imagined she would. No, this was genuine glee.
"You...like them?"
"What sane pony doesn't?! Sure new bands like Hedged Sevenfold and Atreyu are a bit punchier, but you can't beat the ol' classics." Vinyl was a little more upright, clapping her hooves together with joy.

Octavia slipped the Vinyl onto the plate, eager for anything other than the noise of Vinyl ridiculing bands she quite enjoyed. She did enjoy Whinny, the guitar was skilfully played, and it was definitely more pronounced and thought-out than most of the screaming noise that passed for 'metal' these days. It wasn't a musician she often sought out, but thankfully, one she would happily listen to if it happened to be playing. This occasion being one such instance of that.

She stood back from the record player, the music beginning to filter through. The sound of clinking glasses alerted her to Vinyl's movements, and she found the house guest rifling her way through the drinks cupboard with her magic.

"Do feel free to make yourself at home, Vinyl."
"No problem. Say, you never said you had this stuff!" She retrieved a bottle of a rich, green liquor. Pan-Equestrian Gargle Blasters, all the power of an alicorn distilled into alcohol and served up in a bottle.
"Vinyl...I...how are you so lively all of a sudden anyway?"
"Come on, Whinny could get anypony moving! What did you buy this stuff for if you're not gunna drink it, anyway?" Vinyl poured out two glasses, and a small puddle on the carpet. It's not really easy to tell whether the carpet enjoyed the drink, the green colour the usually cream fibres took up may have been anthropomorphised sickness...or it might have just been the colour of the liquor, in all honesty.

Octavia took the offered drink, that had in turn been unspokenly unoffered to Vinyl. She had tried them before. Once. The hangover was brutal, and she felt little need to drink it more often. However, there was something about the way Vinyl gleefully offered the drinks with that fillylike glint in her eyes that put Octavia at ease. She carefully sniffed the drink, remembering the not-so-delicate allure of paint thinner on its scent. Vinyl sniffed her own, her snout wrinkling at the smell.

"That'll put you into an early retirement! Alright...3...2...1...Slug!"

The pair downed the drinks, Octavia felt her world instantly get pounded six ways from sunday in an instant. It became suddenly very difficult to orchestrate the myriad of leg muscles required to keeper upright, and she plummeted to the floor in a barely conscious alcoholic haze.
Octavia decides, in order to be a good citizen if nothing else, to take the lightweight and paralytically drunk Vinyl home.

Chapter Eleven:
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:iconakamaru01:
Akamaru01 Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
AND THEN NOTHING HAPPENED!
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:iconlayder:
Layder Featured By Owner Jan 9, 2012
i like pie :iconpie1plz::iconftwplz:
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deathnotefan88 Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
damn, I don't believe in coincidences, but while reading this I listened to Scream by Avenged Sevenfold, then Dancing in the Dark by Bruce Springsteen, then Indians by Ateyu
wow, that is a little weird
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The-Mad-March-Hare Featured By Owner Dec 19, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Drunken musical mares... sweet holy damn you are amazing.
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jeremiha21 Featured By Owner Dec 6, 2011
octavia can i have pie? :)
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CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2011
:iconoctaviaangryplz:
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:iconjeremiha21:
jeremiha21 Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2011
is that a yes or a maybe
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:iconcoffeegrunt:
CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2011
:iconnopeaviplz:
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:iconjeremiha21:
jeremiha21 Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2011
oh well
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:iconkawaiifeather:
KawaiiFeather Featured By Owner Nov 27, 2011
And then they fainted.
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:iconcoffeegrunt:
CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Nov 27, 2011
Let the fillies hit the flow...
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:iconmalanaks:
malanaks Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
*facehoof*
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ArcticFox501 Featured By Owner Nov 25, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
i really love this series
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:iconcoffeegrunt:
CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Nov 25, 2011
Excellent to hear! :D
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ArcticFox501 Featured By Owner Nov 25, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
np
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MrE380 Featured By Owner Nov 22, 2011  Student Filmographer
how can you make so many chatpers on the same story on a fan fic? (I love this anyway but this is the most chapters i had seen on one fan fic)
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CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2011
The chapters here are only 1000 words each.

And it still has less than Fallout Equestria.
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MrE380 Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2011  Student Filmographer
i dont usllaly read fan fics i saw yours by a comic that someone did but all my stuff that i post are only a page long and the most i upload are ten chapters long lol
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:iconcoffeegrunt:
CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2011
Ah, this is considered to be fairly miniscule by fanfic terms. The minimum per-chapter requirement for EDaily is 3500 words per chapter.
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:iconmre380:
MrE380 Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2011  Student Filmographer
hope you get this on Edaily
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:iconcoffeegrunt:
CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2011
I have five fics on EDaily...

This, of course, being my best one. Six stars 'n' 720 votes. :D
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:iconmre380:
MrE380 Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2011  Student Filmographer
how can you get so many people to read your stuff O.o
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CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2011
:iconbutterscotchshrugplz:

Apparently it's pretty good.
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Bromonn Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2011
im gona loose sleep reading these, its already 3am here, and i cant... stop reading.. this
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avatar237704 Featured By Owner Nov 7, 2011
Can't stop reading this. Must. stop. so. I. can. write. a. story...oddly enough said story isn't pony related or even hobby related. Its mandatory, for my english class. Also, I don't know why I love this fanfic so much; I don't even drink. I'm only 16!
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CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Nov 8, 2011
It's less alcohol-oriented the further it goes...

It gets really good around Chapter Seventeen. :P
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VerrucktZeichen Featured By Owner Nov 16, 2011
Oh Celestia, how many chapters are there? I'm going to be up all night reading this...
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unitoone Featured By Owner Oct 29, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
So many drinks! Eat something too, lol.

Hey, they are happy, and that's good.

g'night.
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:iconcoffeegrunt:
CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Oct 29, 2011
The aftermath is worse than most other hangovers...
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:iconunitoone:
unitoone Featured By Owner Oct 29, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
oh yeah...
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askesalsa Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2011
So it's Octavia's turn to take home a drunkard :P Btw, I can't quite put my hoof on what band Bendtricks is made after?
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CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2011
Oh balls, that was a typo...

Was meant to be Whinny Hendrix.
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askesalsa Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2011
Ah! Makes much more sense. With such hits as Pony Haze, The Wind Cries Mare, and Have You Ever Been (to Electric Fillyland) ^^
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CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2011
Indeed!
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Rysonn Featured By Owner Oct 20, 2011  Student Writer
Sure new bands like Hedged Sevenfold and Atreyu are a bit punchier, but you can't beat the ol' classics."

I absolutely love it. How do you do it? honestly, how could you possibly compile this much win into a single piece of literature?

and "Octavia felt her world instantly get pounded six ways from sunday in an instant" ...i know that feeling... never going to put that strong of alcohol into my system again! well... atleast, not while im still underage. :)
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Mazzyrazzy Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Must say I'm enjoying the relationship so far. It's really a push-give friendship where both mares are on equal ground. It wasn't what I was expecting and I am pleasantly surprised. I'm surprised I hadn't though to read this sooner...

On to Chapter Eleven
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CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2011
And then twelve...and thirteen. If you're lucky, by the time you finish seventeen I'll have eighteen out. :P

Glad to hear you're enjoying the fic so far! :D
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Mazzyrazzy Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
No such luck I'm afraid :P Now I remember why I didn't read this sooner: agonizing wait for more chapters! lol. I'm patient though, and it'll give me time to catch up on other reads that I've neglected.

~Mazzyrazzy
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CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2011
...

Read slower! XD

I'll have another chapter out this weekend hopefully.
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Hmorris15 Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2011
Argh, the band+pony mash-ups!

Love it!
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CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2011
It's so hard to think of ponified people names!
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Cronah Featured By Owner Oct 8, 2011
I should have been cleaning my room, but I've spent the past who knows how long reading this

I regret NOTHING!

Fantastic work so far, by the way!
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CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Oct 8, 2011
There's even more to read after this one, you could stave off another who knows how long with those! :P
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DooDawDay Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Dos't mine eyes decieve me? Do they spy a HitchHikers reference or is 't some acursed trick of the mind? Pan-Equestrian Gargle Blasters indeed!
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CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2011
Indeed, I had just read the Salmon of Doubt, and remembered how awesome a guy he was.
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Shard197 Featured By Owner Oct 7, 2011
Now you're making me want to re-read them.
No one can have enough Douglas Adams in their life.
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CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Oct 8, 2011
Re-read? I see no issue with that!
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BDassassin Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2011
lol need a proofer man, you have two instantlys in the same sentence at the end there.
Love your taste in music. that is assuming your tastes are Vinyls not octys
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CoffeeGrunt Featured By Owner Sep 21, 2011
Mmmm, mid-range between the two.

Oh, I proof it myself, but I found that proof readers try to edit so much that I simply just do it myself.
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ArcAngelV1 Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2011
Those poor, idiotic, ponies... they'll be lucky if they even wake up the next day. Or at any time in the next week for that matter. Oh, and fine motor control should be shot for roughly the following month.
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