Time to go. Chapter 1 Parties and Parchment

It was time to go, and so she started walking. The mare had just been at one of Pinkie's fabulous parties, celebrating something she couldn't quite remember. The pony was just too out of it to remember. Not because of alcohol, heavens no, but because she had been breathing helium all night, to get that high pitched voice affect, and she didn't know that doing that would make you so woozy.

“Have a good night!” Pinkie yelled after her “Come back tomorrow for the after party!”

“Will do!” she yelled back to Pinkie, but then quietly she whispered “Not after tonight's party, that helium really did wonders on my head...”

As she walked, however, her analytic mind started clearing, and she used her magic to pull her phone out of her saddlebags. Immediately she started looking for a contact. Once she found the right one she started the call.

“This is Spike! I'm not able to answer my phone, leave a message!”
“Oh brother,” She thought “That lazy dragon must already be asleep.”

She trudged on, and eventually her head was completely clear, although she still had a little bit of a headache. She had read up on helium before, and heard about it from Pinkie a lot, and she didn't think it could have that kind of an effect on ponies.
Maybe it was those...

“Oh, she didn't” She thought “How could she! She knows I don't like alcohol!”

Pinkie had taken an extra long time getting one of her cupcake batches ready during the party, they had just run out and after making a quick batch, which was devoured almost before Pinkie could get back to the kitchen, she went back and started making another. She thought that she was taking a long time on that batch for some reason, and now she knew why.

They were spiked!

She would have probably laughed at the morbidity of the statement if she wasn't so disappointed in Pinkie, but she forgave her, maybe she thought that the party would be a little more fun. Not that it ever needed to be more fun, that seemed almost impossible, but still. Pinkie always went to drastic measures for fun.

Like that time she made all those duplicates of herself to experience all the fun in Ponyville at the same time.

Her head seemed to ache more at the memory, as she opened the door to the library.

There was paper everywhere, and flames seemed to appear out of the wooden horse in the center of the room.

“Spike!? Spike, where are you!? Are you okay!?” She yelled trying to find him, but she didn't really need to ask, she just needed to follow the flames to Spike, who was so obviously the source.

“I'm *belch* over here, *belch* Twilight please, make *belch* it stop!” Spike pleaded.

Twilight picked up a few of the papers that were on the floor around her. Something must be very urgent if Celestia was sending her this many letters. Twilight always told the princesses that they could just call her, but they were old fashioned. She was surprised to find that all these letters were from Princess Luna. She could tell by the dark blue seal that was Luna's signature, holding the scrolls together.

“What would Princess Luna want to talk to me for?” Twilight thought.
Spike finally stopped producing letters, and fell defeated, and out of breath, off the centerpiece, scattering many a letter further into the room. Twilight broke Luna's seal, and started reading one of the letters.

Dear Twilight Sparkle,

We have reason to speak with you concerning urgent personal matters, please come to the castle as soon as possible, alone. If possible please arrive while it is still night time. We have an urgent matter to attend to and we need your help.

-Your Princess of the moon
Luna

Twilight was terribly confused and blushed a little. Personal matters? Alone? What could that mean? Of course she would still want to meet while it was still night, night was her element.

“Well Spike, gather my things I'm going to Canterlot!” Twilight said, as she used her magic to grab things and put them into her suitcase.

“Tonight?” Groaned Spike

“Tonight,” Twilight said, matter of factly, “Princess Luna wants to see me immediately on personal matters, I don't know what that means, but it sounded urgent.”

“I was hoping to actually sleep tonight.” Spike mumbled, with his face against the wall.

Eventually, Spike was a gathering machine, he knew exactly what Twilight needed every time that she went to Canterlot. A dress of some kind, just in case, quills, just in case, paper, just in case, and flashcards with everything she might get tested on... just in case. Surprise tests were always in the back of Twilight's mind when she went to the castle, and this time was no exception.

“Preparations are complete! And don't even bother with a checklist because I am going upstairs, and planting myself firmly between the blanket and my soft... warm...” Spike said, as his enthusiastic yell, turned into a mumble, and then an unintelligible mix of words, and then a thud as he landed on his pillow.

“Very well,” thought Twilight, “Well I'm ready, but just because I have to go alone, doesn't mean that I can't tell my friends what's going on.”

She trotted out of the library, and closed the purple enveloped door firmly behind her. She quickly started making her way back to Pinkie's house, where the rest of her friends were surely still partying. Twilight had only left so early, because she thought she was going to get in learning about another spell before bed.

She arrived at Pinkie's house, to find out that music had been added, to what she knew was already a crazy mix. Pinkie had invited Vinyl and Octavia after she had left. How considerate of Pinkie. She had already forgiven Pinkie for the alcoholic treats, but this caused her to forgive her even more so.

Not that Twilight didn't like the respective musics of each pony, but she found that at parties, the ecstatic DJ's Dubstep and wubs were too much for her to handle while trying to have a good time. When she walked in the door she felt like she was being assaulted, by wubs. Vinyl really had it cranked up loud, and Twilight hoped that it wasn't due to the intoxicating cupcakes, that Pinkie must surely have continued making, considering that all of her friends seemed at least a little over the edge.

The rest of the town slept through what must have been a normal occurrence.

Twilight went over to the DJ's table, and asked her to turn it down.

“OH HEY TWILIGHT, COME BACK FOR MORE PARTY DID YA?!” Vinyl tried yelling.

“TURN THE MUSIC OFF, I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY!” Twilight tried yelling back, but no matter her efforts, the DJ never seemed to understand what she was saying.

"YOU WANNA GO GRAZE??!" Vinyl yelled confused.

Eventually Twilight flicked the switch that turned off the whole table, and was surprised to find Octavia, whom she hadn't even noticed before, close to the turntables creating a furious tune with her cello, that Twilight realized would have gone perfectly with the DJ's mad wubs.

“What happened?” A surprised Octavia looked up, and stopped playing her cello, realizing that the music with which she had synchronized was now quiet.

“Hey! What was that for?” Vinyl complained, but Twilight quieted her with a cookie in the mouth.

“I have to tell you guys something, it's important.” Twilight said, demanding attention.

Attention was not going to be that easy to attain however. Pinkie had really gone overboard with the alcohol. There was no way eating cupcakes with the stuff could have caused this much party. Pinkie was hopping like mad on the same spot over and over again almost yelling “Picklebarrel Kumquat Picklebarrel Kumquat!” over and over again. Applejack had the apparent sense to keep her head clear for her friends, and was currently trying to revive Rarity, who had passed out when she saw that Rainbow Dash, had chugged the whole bowl of punch. After which the pegasus went up to the ceiling fan and rested upon it.

Pinkie must have spiked the punch bowl.

A slightly fuzzy Fluttershy thought it was getting a little too hot in Sugarcube corner, and turned on the ceiling fan. Rarity had just woken up from her “nap” to see the most unfortunate party foul in all of Equestria. Before Rainbow Dash could react to the fan being turned on, she was already moving at a good speed. This would have made anyone dizzy, but to an intoxicated Rainbow Dash, who had just chugged the whole bowl of spiked punch, it was ten times worse.

Barf was projected in all directions. Everything around the fan was covered, Pinkie was blasted into the next room, and Rarity fainted again, this time for the rest of the night. Fluttershy was underneath the fan, and was spared, only to be barfed on when Applejack had turned the fan off, and helped Rainbow down. She in turn, puked her guts out.

The musicians had not partaken in the booze, so that the music could continue, but they and Twilight began to feel more than a little bit nauseous. Vinyl, luckily, was always prepared for this sort of thing, and quickly tossed Octavia one of her barf bags she kept with her equipment, before opening, and mercilessly depositing her lunch, into her own.

Octavia opened the bag, but luckily she began to think of dignified things, like folded napkins, lovely dinners, and playing the cello at a concert, and only gagged before using the bag to breathe, effectively keeping her from barfing from the smell.

Twilight opened up the nearest window and puked as well.

"Well there goes Mrs. Cake's Petunias." Twilight sputtered.

Pinkie Pie returned to the main room, and uttered something that sounded like “This party is awesome” before throwing up into the punch bowl, effectively refilling it.

Now that everypony but Applejack, who was used to being the “designated sober one” and Octavia had upchucked, Twilight cleaned herself up and decided that she should at least clean up her friends before she went to see the princess.

Luckily for Rarity she was completely clean, unluckily for Rarity it was because she had fainted behind where her scarf and cloak were hanging, which were now completely covered in vomit.

“Whoa” Vinyl finally blurted after cleaning her own muzzle. “That was... I don't even know what that was, I've never seen anything like 'that' happen at a party before.”

“I have once” Said Octavia, who raised her head to look at Vinyl, who in turn was giving her a strange look. “What?”

“What kind of crazy parties have you been going to?” Asked Vinyl, who was only a little jealous that Octavia hadn't taken her with her, and that she hadn't gone to a party like that. Except the one she was in right now of course.

“Oh shush, I go to lots of “crazy” events, just not the ones you're into. Besides the only other time I saw this was when I went to visit a relative at the hospital, and they dedicated a whole wing to patients plagued by Applejack's 'sour worm muffins'.” Octavia quickly put her face back into her bag to breathe, as the smell was starting to get to her again.

Applejack whispered to herself, “Nopony is ever gonna let me live that down are they?”

Twilight and Applejack worked on getting the ponies clean first.

They put Rarity on the couch behind the DJ, and then they got Pinkie Pie into her own bathtub. Fluttershy was taken all the way back to her cottage by Twilight, using magic, and dumped into her pond, effectively waking her from her stupor and washing off the puke, and was sent to bed. When Twilight got back, Pinkie was apparently in bed, and Dash had been sent home after a proper hosing. Applejack and Vinyl were already working on cleaning up the mess, mostly by using a hose on the tile floors spraying the barf out the door.

Twilight sighed as she realized that there was no way she was going to tell ALL her friends where she was going, but she could tell Applejack, and that was good enough for her. Not only was she Honest, but she had a great memory. As she started getting the vomit out of Rarity's clothes, best she could she started telling Applejack about the letter.

“So you're going to Canterlot? Tonight? At this early hour?” Applejack seemed concerned but understood already, princess mail was important, and not to be ignored. Ever.

“Yep” said Twilight, “which means I had better get going! Sorry for leaving you 3 here to clean up!”

“More like 2 of us,” Vinyl Grunted, gesturing to Octavia, who was sitting with Rarity, making sure she didn't barf, and waiting for Rarity to wake up.

“Well I might as well get Rarity back to her boutique, it's on the way anyways.” Twilight offered, and soon Rarity was enveloped in a purple glow and, to her surprise, Octavia was carried out as well.

“Thanks Twilight, I don't think I could have made it outside otherwise” Said Octavia “I can't believe that just happened, the smell was... overpowering to say the least.”

“No problem,” Twilight said trotting towards the station, with a completely out of it Rarity in her magical grip, “goodbye!”

“Goodbye!” yelled Octavia

It was time to go, and so she started galloping.