Hello and thanks for checking out my story. I don't write things like this very much but what the hell, I'm half drunk and I have a fantastic idea. Hope you enjoy. P.S. Story takes place in Season 2ish so Discord will be active in the story.

It had been a long day.

Three parties that may or may not have included drinking games, an excruciating wait for a reply from Celestia that may or may not have been about getting arrested from defacing property from said drinking games.

And what can only be described as an allergic reaction from Rarity from the state of my mane you know with the vomit and all.

"It can't get any worse," I thought in a semi ironic definately not going to change my life way.

Fate just has a funny way of fucking with you.

Ready to jump into the abyss of blankets I so desperately needed, I headed upstairs.

"Goodnight Spike," I yelled across the library.

"Goodnight Twilight"

What a cunt.

Opening the door and collapsing into oblivion, I gently fell asleep.

Elsewhere

"She's gone to bed and now is the time to strike"

It has been a slow day at the round table of the evil league of badness.

I mean you can only watch the Avengers and rob so many banks before you get board out of your mind so a fun way to ruin someone else's day and keep your sanity intact was to fuck with people's personal lives.

Unfortunately for her, Twilight was going to be in a terrible mood.

"Is the teleportation spell ready?"

"Yes ma'am"

"Alright go ahead"

We could already tell this was going to be a fun show to watch and hell we had front row tickets and that glowing all watching orb had been expensive.

United States Northern Combatant Command

0800 hours

My dream had been very strange. Something to do with a creepy round table and a glowing orb. But that was not my concern at the moment as I had awoken. But the soft pillows and blankets had been replaced by an equally soft yet leathery... chair?

Yes a...

Wait what? A chair

What am I doing in a chair?

It looked like I was in some ponies office

Hmm.

"WAIT, WHAT?!"

I was in an office that was unfamiliar in a place that I had never seen and I was still hungover from yesterday's festivities.

"Celestia-damnit, where the hell am I?"

"Sir you're in your office"

"So that's why there was a office sign by the door"

Hope you enjoy ch. 1 if this actually gets support I'll continue