That night, at a bar
"I knew thish was a bad idea." Sun slurred. She sighed, seeing Capper at the seat right next to him, just like he did on that one night she'd rather not remember.
"Don't get too excited to see me," Capper wittily replied, "I'm just here to think. What about you, though? Here for fun, or 'cause you can't figure out some friendship problem? Somethin' along those lines, I'd bet."
"Well... you'd lose that bet." she mumbled. With the speed of a turtle, Sun turned her head and looked at Capper directly, taking a look into his eyes as he sat at a seat right underneath a light, one of few that illuminated the dim bar. To drunk-Sun, that made him look like some kind of angel, and for some reason, that made her perfectly fine with confiding in him. "C-can I get pershonal?"
Capper nodded, confidently without a thought beforehand.
A hopeful smile came to Sun's face. "Thank you..." she mumbled. "You ever feel like... yer happiness's been taken away from you?"
"All the time." Capper said, which came as a surprise to Sun. "Sometimes it's by others, and sometimes it's because of myself, feelin' bad for whatever reason."
"That's ecshactly what I'm feeling!" Sun exclaimed, before Capper had even finished. "It always feels like a sucker punch t-to the facesh, 'c-cause, I'll be, like, havin' a good day, and shuddenly, I find out that my girlfriend, my favorite pershon in the whole wide world, thinksh I'm a joke!"
Capper's smile suddenly dropped, and he started to look down at his drink. He sighed, "I know what that's like, actually. My dad thinks I'm a joke, too. Mind you, I don't like him, never really did. But him saying that to me has stayed in my mind till this day. On days when I'm feeling down... I kinda think he might be right."
All of a sudden, he began to feel his chair moving, seemingly on its own. Sun was using her telekinesis to move his chair closer to hers. As to why, well, it was because she couldn't stop herself from the urge to give Capper a warm hug, as if to tell him that everything was going to be okay. "Capper, you are not a joke! Don't let your shtupid dad tell you that you are! A-and also, I'm sorry I act like I never wanna talk to you whenever you show up, because I do, i-itsh just that you're so cool, I feel like I might embarrass myself somehow while I'm talking to you!"
Capper smiled, appreciating the rather bold gesture Sun had made. "Thanks. You're pretty cool, too. Tell you what... I'll order more drinks for us, and we can talk more to each other. Sound good, lil miss?"
Sun giggled, "Yep... Alsho, I like that... K-keep calling me that, pleash..."
"You got it."
One hour later
Sun sat there, near-comatose, her cheeks the brightest shade of red they'd ever been. She wasn't even sure if Capper was there anymore, and everything was hazy.
(Writer's note: I don't know if you can tell, but I've never been drunk before, so if any of this is inaccurate to how people actually are when they get drunk... well, just know, I tried to go off of what I know it's like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )
Sun was much too intoxicated to tell when Fluttershy had wandered into the bar, looking for her. The pegasus quickly did, and she was quite... surprised(?) to see Sun like this. Her cheeks red like roses, a goofy sleepy expression on her face, and the occasional graceless drunken hiccups that would escape her mouth... For Fluttershy, it was a very informative look into one of Sun's other sides, however many of them there may be.
"Aw, you poor little thing..." Fluttershy cooed, unable to stop herself from expressing how cute she found Sun in this quite frankly pathetic state. "Don't worry, I'll get you home..." she said, putting Sun over her back and trotting out the door.
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Songs of Innocence
Fiksi PenggemarNightmares, horrors, evils beyond anything the world has seen... and a socially awkward unicorn. When Innocent Sun moves into the sleepy town of Ponyville, she is unexpectantly sent down a path filled with dangerous enemies, new friends, and a monst...