>the music was bumping, the fridge was getting emptied, and the lights were going all over the place
>four to five groups of mares and stallions populated the bustling condo in various locations, loudly talking and ingesting their own brand of substance
>a saturday night house party, celebrating the victory of five particular ponies
>green fn being one of them adorned with a flashy gold medal
>and another player hosting in their spacious inner city condo overlooking the court where so many battles took place among each other
>what travel-ball money can buy you
>green stays in a crowd around the kitchen bar setup, chattering and bullshitting over a cider while also leisurely observing
>she played a lotta games today to get that medal

>one mare caught her eye, looking flamboyantly out of place
>a dark blue bat, lounging with a few of the grungier looking ponies, spiked collar, black and pink socks, and a very punk-ish mane
>"brooooo. that shit was hilarious he was SO salty after you laid him out"
>"he thought he was so nasty with that through the hooves move then BOOM"
>"hey bro. do you know that blue batpony over there? green eyes..."
>"no idea bro she's gotta be someone's +1"
>"yeah i dont know why Heat keeps inviting all those emo colts they never hang out with us"
>the sliding door scraped open
>"HEY PONIES the radio's done charging if you wanna plug your players in"
>"oh HELL yeah"
>green followed the crowd outside as they all clamored to show their stuff
>it was tradition to show off whatever stuff you found on this thing called "Limewire" at their hangouts
>ever since somepony figured out how to find these magic scrolls called "MP3" and "MP4" files you could use a basic computer to download them
>under the cool term "pirating," it exploded in popularity
>"alright ill go first, this shit got me HYPED for this tourney"
>some record scratches overlayed some blasting bass notes
>"CHOCOLATE STARFISH."
>several nervous laughs and "the fucks?" echo'd in the party
>"KEEP ON ROLLIN BABEHHHH."
>slowly but surely, heads started bobbing and everypony realized this was kind of dope
>green also knowing this was a certified hood classic
>"MOVE IN NOW MOVE OUT..."

>everyone got their shot, but by the law of fpbp, they cycled back to the 'keep rollin rollin rollin' song about every 5 to 10
>"waitwaitwaitwait i got something REAL good yall are gonna like this"
>"oh yeah? whats it called"
>"its called 'in the end' but it doesnt say the artist"
>"well pop it on"
>the stallion in question put his mp3 player on and hit play
>and the whole party was stunned by the extremely loud and vulgar moans of a porno
>after 5 seconds of fumbling he yanked the cord out and the sounds of fornicating stopped
>there was another eternal second of silence, and everypony bust out laughing in hysterics
>J. Butler, the swoop-maned stallion, flushed purple with embarassment
>"AHAHAHA-oh my god you got BAITED SO HARR-AHAHAHAHAHAH" green yelled out
>she was one of the colts after all
>"HEY JAY-AHAHAH..."
>the laughter stifled into quiet giggles
>"was that a lady, a fella, or somepony WHO DONT GIVE A FUCK! AAHAHAHAHHAAH"
>laughter erupted again
>and after everypony finished their ab workout, Heat Wave fixed the radio and permanently banned Jay from the aux cord
>all in good fun, as Jay was still in the crowd laughing with them
>"you know i feel like Greenie's got some good stuff, pop yours on!"
>green could handle the spotlight, but preferred to stay just outside of it in parties
>"i dunno if i can follow THAT up haha..." green brushed off
>"nahh come on somethings gotta get you going"
>"'specially for back to back 30 point games holy shit"
>"ok well, you colts like metal?"
>"like enter sandman? yeah"
>"its kinda like that" greenie said as she put her own player on the aux

>0-0-5-0-7-0-8-0-10-8-0-7h8h7-10
>a certain bat's withered ears perked up at the riff
>and saw the rest of the sportsbros listening intently as the song got into gear
>some head bobbing and 'ok's coming from them
>could they be...
>"I TRIIIIIIIIED-"
>somepony immediately hit pause
>and now the crowd started jeering the black and green mare
>"he sick and trying to clear his throat!? hahaha..."
>"you gonna come to next game with a swoop over one eye now?-
>-I HATE YOU AND I HATE MYSEEEELF" bwahahahhaha" he mocked with a death metal growl, holding the front of his mane over his eyes
>"yeah because i only need one eye to bang threes unlike you!" green clapped back
>"he aint bangin' any threes with both eyes OR that haircut!"
>and the loud bantering kept on rolling
>but that mare knows more than shes letting on
>so the liberty-spiked bat took out a cig and decided to post up on the balcony, a comfortable distance  from the rambunctious group
>until at a random moment, the herd started migrating back inside, probably to get more cider
>"hey you" the bat did a 'whats up' nod to green
>and even amongst the noise green singled herself out and rose her eyebrows back
>"what's your name?"
>"Green FN, you?"
>the sliding door party shut, muffling the sounds of the music and leaving the two pones in the relatively quiet city ambience
>and under the streetlight green could get a good look at this mysterious guest
>two sharp canines, a tall, linear, spikey mane leaning over her head, a similarly jagged tail, 
>a spiked dog collar, two rings in the upper lobe of her right ear, and laser green eyes that while never fully open, still aimed straight through Green's snowpity and immediately found 10 different roasts
>"im blue dream, want a smoke?"
>"im good, thanks"

>"guess dare program got to you before i did" blue commented in a deadpan tone
>green forcefully exhaled through her nose
>dream took a long chuff and zoned out for a second
>just as green was about to fill the space
>"come'ere. i got something you'll like"
>green shimmied a little closer
>"you like unholy confessions right?"
>"fuck yeah i do, thats my hype song"
>"check this out"
>blue dream whipped out her mp3 player, a bit chunky, onyx black and with the phrase "IM BROKEN" with the BR and EN crossed out and a sketched broken heart for the O
>right next to a sticker of a pink and black outlined vinyl scratch
>this was too much to be ironic
>"i got the whole album"
>green looked intently
>at a list of all 12 tracks of an album called "waking the fallen," with a jpegged skull and bat wings as the cover
>"ooOOoo and theyre all like that one?"
>blue dream gave a nod
>"ohhhh mare you gotta give me the link for that" green egged on
>"only if you dont show it to those posers." blue seriously commanded
>"pffft. as if those doofuses look past the first page of google"
>blue dream gave a full smirk
>"how did you end up here anyway?"
>"well i can see how you did" blue dream rose her eyebrows at green's medal
>"oh this? aint shit. weve rinsed this tourney for years"
>no response
>"everypony else was wondering where you come from, sitting all mysterious on the couch"
>turns out the lack of response was because blue was quietly laughing to herself
>her bat tounge flicked out and back in like a snake's
>"let me tell you somethin' greenie" she said slyly, and leaned in
>green leaned her head in to listen
>"heat wave has a massive crush on one of my friends. she managed to find his-"
>a choir of "oooooOOOOOH"s sounded from behind the glass door
>green turned around to meet the 8 pairs of eyes staring at her from the bar
>and one of her teammates catcalled through his hooves, the door muffling exactly what he said
>green stood up and pulled the door open to settle business
>"next time ask a *mare* how to wheel one and maybe she'd date you!"
>the group erupted in OHHHHH's like the wrong number vine

>green forced the door shut and went back to keep getting the scoop
>"sorry about them"
>"i like the cut of your gib."
>"huh?"
>"nevermind, so..."
>blue dreams voice dropped to a soft mumble to get green fn to come closer
>"my friend Deep Rest..."
>dream pointed her eyes to a slate gray and purple maned pony chatting on the couch
>"...found out that Heat Wave runs an art page as his humansona. they started chatting over PoniSpace and he is *soo* into her" blue said with a delightfully devillish smile,
>"look! there he is"
>blue dream jerked her head sideways
>green casually turned her head and eyes the rest of the way
>the ballbros were all shooting dice in the center of the room
>the buff red and blonde stallion known as heat wave very obviously trying to worm his way out the back of the crowd
>and doing the 'i really wanna ask this mare out but have no idea what to say' stare and shuffle in place
>deep rest just casually hanging out
>until she suddenly jumped up and went outside
>phone glued to her ear
>"uh huh. uh huh. yep. conscious? vitals? . . . shit over shit. fuck, ok. be there in 10."
>in a well rehearsed maneuver, she whipped out a 5 hour energy and, breaking the seal with her teeth, downed the whole thing in a matter of seconds
>letting out a sharp exasperated 'ahhhhh...'
>heat wave was swooning from the living room
>"somepony's dying?" blue dream asked,
>"you know it." rest responded, locked tf in
>"catch ya later" blue dream responded and gave her a brohoof.
>then she hurried out of the party, almost making a point to brush by Heat Wave
>said stallion emotionally busting a nut at that contact
>followed by absolute dejection as his chance went out the door
>green was eating this up with a bag of popcorn
>and looked back at blue dream with the most shit eating grin
>they were gonna be good friends, she could already tell

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>fast forward a couple of fridays
>'U comin?' came up on greens phone around lunchtime
>from a very pixellated emo skull with heart eyes
>the hearts rocking back and forth in a 2 frame looped gif
>blue dreams got money if she paid 2 bits for an animated profile picture
>9-9-9, 3-3, 2, send
>and that was green's ticket to hanging out with her later that night
>to which she was currently en route, under the beaming white half moon
>far above the rooftops, she made a bee-line northwest, watching the sleek tall buildings and decorated courtyards thin out into tightly packed apartments, bodegas and warehouses
>'northwest until 70th, west a few blocks past the train tracks, its the long U-shaped building with 3 satellite dishes'
>kept repeating in greens head during her solo mission
>"i think thats it?" she audibly said to herself
>it was the only building that looked like a boxy U among a few blocks
>there seemed to be some ponies hanging around
>she stuck her wings out and spiraled down to earth in a long, glide, touching down at the gate of the courtyard

>beyond the fence, 5 long haired stallions occupied a small concrete slab, two of them tooling around on skateboards doing kickflips
>some other groups of 2-3 ponies were in their own clusters, others going back and forth between a stairwell in the corner
>leading up to a certain open apartment door with plenty of bat ponies hanging around it
>everypony, and i mean everypony, was a bat
>underlying all the chatter was a mix of 'saturday night' from the skateboarders radio and another song emanating from the open door that green couldnt make out
>some party, time to see what blue dreams all about
>a couple flaps up to the balcony, and green started counting off the doors up until 217
>221... 220... utility closet... 219...
>...thats where the party is isnt it
>green was picturing something a little more personal, but fuck it we ball
>all of the dark and muted batponies shot the new mare a look as she wormed her way to the door
>even being jet black, green felt like a sore thumb as the crowds of bat ponies sized her up

>the black and neon pegasus sauntered into what was presumably blue dreams apartment and through two layers of bead curtains
>'...are the biggest pussies EVER. i got one from cloudsdale prep the other night who called an ambulance over a splinter. a FUCKING. SPLINTER.'
>a grey batpony was going off to a crowd of other bats crowded on a couch
>blue dreams eyes caught greens immediately as she rounded the corner
>"Green! im happy you showed up"
>the other 3 batpones shot her a look not unlike the crowds outside
>green didnt know who to address
>"mares this is Green FN, dont be fooled shes no poser"
>maybe its the hat and hoodie combo
>"yeah i remember you" the chatty grey bat immediately pointed out
>"you had the..." she motioned down the V of her chest referring to the medal she was wearing at heat wave's party
>green just nodded
>"im Deep Rest, good to meet'cha" she offered a brohoof that green returned
>"come on over! get comfy" blue dream waved her over to a gap on the couch right next to her
>'tears dont fall' was blasting from the TV over her voice, and made for a chaotic environment with everypony moving around
>green plopped her rump right in the space, her big, dense frame squishing the ponies on either side
>"hey uh, Deep" green called out before she could get going again
>deep rest looked straight at her

>"you werent talking about a sky-ball player werent you?"
>"OH MY 'TIA YESSSS. you see dreamie? i like this mare already."
>i mean, that was only one sentence
>"...and the whole time he was whining and bitching and moaning like 'tHaTs NoT hOw OuR tRaInEr DoEs It' like BRO. YOURE TWENTY TWO. some stallions mare..."
>green knew all too well, sky-ball prep school colts were more insufferable than canterlot food critics
>she could do nothing but laugh
>"now EARTH-BALL players? unfff so hot."
>green blushed slightly, but knew she was probably referring to stallions
>"all the athletes i dated were absolute knuckleheads" dream butted in
>"yeah but like theyre such goofballs and its SO CUTE when they start talking about their last game if they won, especially if its like a *big hulking defense-stallion*"
>oh luna she has a type
>"i think green here knows somepony like that" blue dream gave a wink of know-what-i-mean to her fren
>"what, heat wave? nahhh, hes weird. his parents got money though so id let him take me out"
>if green was looking for ammo for their rivalry, she just got a whole bazooka served to her on a silver platter
>also, Deep Rest has no shame whatsoever
>"mare you literally have a SaucyArt account" blue dream pointed out
>"I LIKE COOL DRAWINGS OK!?!?"
>"I saw she liked one of those human x pony drawings" an unidentified batpony chimed in,
>"Greenie." deep rest blew that off and turned her attention
>how does everypony arrive at that nickname so fast?

>"whats with the knee brace?"
>for being off the wall and catty, this mare seemed to know a lot of medical stuff
>shes gotta be a-
>"im a nurse, not a cop. you can tell me"
>knew it
>"i blew out my knee a couple years ago"
>"holdon holdon, take it off real quick"
>green hesitated
>"come on, you aint walkin are ya?"
>"no... its just tough to get back on"
>"ill help you dont worry"
>rest had already gone around to greens back right leg
>this is gonna be some party trick isnt it
>so green started to slowly slide her external stabilization off her leg
>the lime green athletic bands around the tops of her legs still shining bright in the dark room
>deep rest pulled it off the rest of the way
>as blue dream quietly giggled to herself and did a tounge flick
>"putch'er leg right here" deep rest patted the tops of her kneeled legs
>green complied
>"now tell me if it hurts"
>and then the grey bat started pressing certain spots around her knee between her hoov-
>AHHHCK!

>"LCL and Meniscus, KNEW IT!"
>green felt exposed, but laughed in good spirits with blue dream
>"its ok green, i get these all the time~" deep rest said in a caring tone, starting to slip her brace over hoof nail
>green leaned over and started to pull upward
>"its always the canterlot doctors and the ortho surgeons who get ALLL the credit, but when shit goes sideways and isnt exactly how their fancy-schmancy textbooks say it is, thats when the nurse saves the day, and what do we get for it? 28 bits an hour with no OT apparently!" deep rest preached to the choir of her fellow bats, mindlessly aligning and pulling up greens brace
>that hit a sore spot, since she got 36 to drink on the job and have steamy mare cuddles with the intern all day
>deep rest hit a sticking point 3/4 way up greens calf
>"can... you... help me?" deep said mid wheeze
>green reached down and started to help her pull
>and after much heaving and hoeing, green had her brace back on
>"WHOOoof! that aint no 20 dollar Eck-herd's brace!"
>green still felt a little self concious after her new friends' rant
>obvious enough that the grey bap came up close to her
>"i talk a lot of shit, dont pay me much mind. i love my job~" deep rest gave green a boop on her snoot and sauntered over to a now open chair

>"yall got any cider?" green spoke up
>"you mean that angry water? hell no we drink mango wine." deep rest chirped
>"you ever had mango wine?"
>"no"
>blue dream handed her a 3/4 full 5th with a picture of a mango colored mare on it
>"you sure?" green didnt want to just up and take her drink
>"yeah, ill share it"
>green popped the lid and took a swig
>though she could handle her liquor, the oddly sweet yet sour and fizzy taste illicited a funny face out of her
>"its, interesting"
>"all sorts of funny faces" blue dream said and pointed her eyes at greens drink
>"is this like a batpony thing or..."
>no response
>then suddenly green felt something spilling on her hoof
>"AH!" green cartoonishly jumped and stuck her mouth over the spout to stop the bubbling overflow
>"ahhhh i remember my first cider" blue dream said in an exasperated boomer tone, sprawling out and back
>"you want a nipple for that too?" deep rest jeered from behind
>green pulled her face up
>"NO!" green did a marescrunch to the two laughing batmares, the look in their eyes as if they just found new blood
>"youre cute when youre nervous." blue dream commented
>green was flanked by two catty batponies and had no good response
>blue dream was gonna lay one on her at some point
>"well keep lookin' cuz i got a marefriend" was what she could pull out of her ponut
>"she doesnt bite the bit, does she?"
>green almost spit her drink out
>this mother fucker.