- >Day bollocks in Equestria
- >You're awoken by the INTENSE BURNING LIGHT OF THE SUN, GOD DAMN THIS LACK OF BLINDS!
- >You sit up groggily in you bed, rubbing your eyes until they stop burning
- >You stand up and shamble to the bathroom
- >Shower, shit, shave
- >As you're head downstairs to your living room, you remember what happened the night before
- >Giant mess and streamers everywhere
- >Pinkie Pie Party
- >not the usual fare for one though
- >You start looking around
- >Empty wine bottles
- >a broken glass under a cloth
- >flowers
- >HUGE, ornately decorated white frosting cake
- >...fuck
- >You hear the shuffling of mess being pushed around
- >Time to find out who the bride of anon is
- >SURPRISE, it's fucking Fluttershy
- >"Oh! Good morning, anon. Did you sleep well?
- >She flutters up to you and gives you peck on the cheek.
- >At least you can somewhat handle Fluttershy
- >Oh well, at least it wasn't Applerape
- >Knock on the door, speak of the de-
- >It's Big Macintosh
- >He looks like absolute liquified dog shit
- >He doesn't look at you while he's speaking, clearly holding back tears.
- >"Anon, Fluttershy. Applejack's... dead. She hung herself last night, after the weddin' party. The funeral's tomorrow."
- >He keeps his composure and walks towards town, probably to tell the others.
- >Fluttershy begins to weep
- >You hug her and try to console her.
- >Today is... a mixed day.
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