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 Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 6:48 pm
Draft waved goodbye to the last of the foals who had come to his wedding, glad to finally have the place back to Old Enough Only status again. Most the current guests were family friends, family, or random guests who knew the groom's brother's best friend's cousin. Of course the bar was still open and plenty of booze was flowing.
"Well guys the kids are finally gone. So what should we do now?" he chuckled as he took a glass of his favorite mixed drink and claimed a seat at his father's table.
Scent Puff was sitting at Bon Bon's table now, Country Kitchen keeping close to his Maw as he wasn't use to such loud places. Only loud parties he had ever been to were barn dances. Honeysuckle was currently talking about flowers with a few sparkly eyed mares, clueless as always to their affections.
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 7:06 pm
Frag Doll was jumping up and down on the head of a poor bouncer who tried to usher her out with the foals. Spica, Morning Glory, and Royal Blossom sat in at a single mares table, ideling chitchatting, save for Glory who was working on her 3rd Screwdriver since the foals left a whole 15 minuets ago.
Noel sat with her husband and Ink at a table near Draft's side of the family. Ink stood up, clopped his hoof on the table to get every phony's attention. He held aloft his glass.
"A toazt to ze new couple!" he raises his glass "Remember, Marriage meanz commitment. Of courze, zo dozs izsanity." he chuckles.
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 7:08 pm
Tangles sat looking awkward in his dress tie next to his wife, looking into his mug of cider.
Knots was busy perusing the buffet table along with Cherpumple, who was already face deep in a punch bowl.
"Ahoy, there," Knots said, watching him in amazement. "Man overboard!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 7:18 pm
Barley was sitting near her brother to give him some comfort, but keeping an eye out for more interesting conversation then food and perfumes that seemed to dominate the table at the moment. She couldn't help but arch an eyebrow in amusement at the smallish phony beating on a bouncer.
At the bar, C.C. asking for another drink, wondering of where else to sit since her father's table was overrun by single mares. Pretty mares, but most of them hadn't even bat an eye at her. Figures having a handsome father had it's drawbacks.
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 7:39 pm
Frag Doll was doing something of a irish jig on the bouncer's spine now and the words that were coming out of her mouth were the kind things that would get foals mouths washed out with soap and what her sister would refer as "uncouth."
Huffing, the small phony jumped off the twitching corpse of the stallion and walked over to the punch bowl, taking a few moments to tuck a few strands back into the hairstyle she'd gotten for the occasion. She used magic to lift a cup off of the stack and only then noticed Cherpumple nose deep in it.
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 8:16 pm
Sitting beside Tangles, Yawn was barely keeping her eyes open and kept tilting forward. Whenever her chin touched the table, she would pull herself back up into a sitting position and smile and nod at anyone who happened to be nearby.
Leaving Draft to mix with his family, a happy Lullaby went to his own. He perched himself beside his father and grinned, unable to remove the blush from his cheeks. That might have been the alcohol. He’d never been a very good drinker.
“Try the tequila.” Pink Lemonade told Cirrus as she brushed past him carrying a tray full of mixed drinks. She made the rounds, winding her way past tables and offering cocktails too anyone who wanted a taste.
Meanwhile Cirrus was sitting as far away from everyone else as he could, staring at the table and his new glass of tequila, wondering if he should just go gome.
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 9:17 pm
Cherpumple lifted his head, but only to breathe. His mane was beginning to get stained in red from the punch. Liquid dripped off his face and he watched the cup float by momentarily. It wasn't long until he dove back in as though.
Knots took a plate of little sandwiches over to Cirrus and offered them silently, giving a little smile.
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 11:04 pm
"Knots..." He breathed the name out gratefully and grabbed one of the sandwiches, nibbling off an edge. "Are you... uh... having fun?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 3:30 pm
Candy Dandy returned from the restroom to find that all the foals were gone. Instead, the Old Enoughs were all getting their drink on, and Candy waster no time in getting her own double tequila sunrise before looking around and seeing a table of mares, and one she recognized from an earlier bar experience.
At another table, Barley Pop and Country Kitchen were sitting with another phony. and Cirrus and an unknown mare were off in a corner.
At last her eyes found C.C, and her eyes lit up with excitement. There was her friend! She took a deep swig of her drink and made her way over to the red-head, saying "C.C! Hi!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 5:41 pm
CC made a funny little noise when she heard her name after retrieving her Jack and Coke from the bartender. She looked around and was quick to spot the pink mare. "Candy!" She smiled "It's been a while."
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 7:11 pm
"How have you been? The Kiss o Gram business going well?" she rolled her drink around, mixing the ingredients back together after the alcohol had slid to the top. She sipped again, and admired the gathering of phonies.
"It was quite the wedding, don'tcha think?" she commented idly, glancing at Country Kitchen a couple of times.
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 7:42 pm
Draft laughed a bit at Ink's toast, raising his glass to him. "You are correct good sir, though marriage has a few more interesting benefits than insanity. But I'm a happy stallion, have the best husband in the world." He chuckled and took a swing before looking out at his guests. He saw his cousin and half sister conversing, though his half sis seemed to be looking at his other cousin; the draft stallion Kit who was as oblivious as always.
Kit looked around, taking a drink from his bottle. He stuck to beer, nice cold beer. Went well with buffalo wings! Though Draft's club didn't seem to have much in the way of that food. What kinda bar didn't serve wings? Then again he had never been to his cousin's bar before and didn't understand the intricacies of raves.
Scent and Bon were gabbing away, thrilled with the beautiful wedding and speaking of future grandchildren. Scent was already aglow now that she had two children properly married off and a herd of grandchildren. Granted the female had her own herd of children but hey, at least she didn't have to raise these kids.
Honeysuckle took a seat at his family's table, the mares who had been fawning over him scattering at the angry glare of Scent. He chuckled softly before looking over at the happy couple. "Ah love, it's a beautiful thing."
"Oui, 'oney. Pear'apz you can find ze amour zo too?" Bon giggled a bit at her baby brother. Though nether she nor Scent were married they were at least parents. While she adored her little nephew and niece she did want to see Honey have more children. He seemed so in tune with the young ones.
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Posted: Fri Jul 19, 2013 12:58 pm
PARTY had finally managed to convince his younger half-siblings that they needed to leave. The entire day had been a wonderful celebration and now he was ready to get absolutely hammered. He wandered over to a table where a number of his family members were gathered. "FAMILY!" he shouted exuberantly before noogying Country Kitchen and smooching his aunt and mother on the cheek. "Beeeeeeeautiful wedding!" He found the happy groom and threw his arms around his brother's neck in a massive hug. "Dude, I seriously cannot express how happy I am for the both of you. Honestly. You guys are just the greatest." He stepped over the back of his chair like a madman and sat down. "So whatcha drinkin' on?"
End of an Era, meanwhile, was attempting to get back to the punch bowl, but there was a pegasus in the way. Quite literally. He was in the punch bowl. Frowning, the ghostly mare tapped her hooves against the ground for a bit before giving up and wandering off. Her in-laws' table looked nice but... loud. She'd wait for it to calm down before sauntering over there.
Moth-drops had found the single mares' table. Armed with a Shirley Temple, she tugged at an empty seat. "Um," she said. "Is this one taken?"
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