Hello again.

I'll just be saying this: Even though I haven't experience one myself, I don't have to in order to know that hangovers are nasty things to deal with.

Don't own Fairy Tail or My Little Pony.

Fashion Surprises

Summer couldn't help but eat his sandwich in slight confusion and anxiety.

He had just come in to Sugarcube Corner, only to instantly be in a seat with a dandelion sandwich right in front of him by a Pinkie who he couldn't help but feel was up to something.

However, this also lead to him being concerned about what it could mean, as well as if he could possibly be overthinking things. Not to mention his time before Ponyville came up again, giving him additional trouble.

Thankfully, it wasn't as bad as it used to be, but it was still there.

When he finished, he moved to pay, only for Mrs. Cake to wave him off. "No worries dear. Already been paid for."

Already paid for? Summer repeated in his head. "As you wish."

"Although..." She waved him in to whisper with a smile. "that's not going to be the only surprise by the end of the day for you."

Summer was then left ruminating over the cryptic message on his way out...at least until he came across a sight that made him stop and stare owlishly.

A drunk Fluttershy walking towards him.

"Fluttershy? Are you alright?" he asked, only to smell it. "Never mind. Come on."

"Okay, honey." the pegasus giggled. "I'm always up for-urp!"

She barely held it in long enough for Summer to notice, getting him to quickly move them over to Fairy Hall just in time for the mare to finally lose her last meal in the Hall's restroom, gently massaging her back as it happened.

After it seemed liked it calmed down enough for it, Summer asked "How did you get drunk, Fluttershy?"

"I...don't know." She whimpered, clearly effected by what happened. "I just took a drink at my home and-eep! The animals!"

But Summer wasn't about to let her go. "Not this time. You're taking a bath to wash the smell, the going straight to bed to finish recovering. And whoever was responsible for this better hope this one doesn't find them, because they will regret it."

He helped her over to the bath, cleaning her up, before guiding her to his bed and laying her down. "Get some rest, Fluttershy. This one will take care of things."

"Thank you, Summer." Fluttershy drifted off to sleep, fatigue overtaking her.

Setting the room, he walked back out to the main area to prep a meal for her later on, only to encounter Spike waiting for him. "Unless you're here to help, whatever you need will have to wait. Somepony got Fluttershy drunk."

Spike blinked at that. "Fluttershy? Drunk?"

"Yes." Summer snorted a burst of smoke. "And this one is not happy about it, let alone the victim being Fluttershy. This one first found out after walking out of Sugarcube from a meal Pinkie apparently paid for."

Spike was momentarily silent before muttering "...Angel better hope this isn't what his plan was to help..."

Unfortunately, Summer heard him. He shot the dragon a pointed look, which got Spike to flinch from the intensity. "You know something."

"N-no. I-I don't...know..." Summer wasn't budging. If anything, his response just made things worse for Spike, forcing the dragon to give up in a slump. "For the record, we just wanted you distracted. Not anything like this."

"Then you can help this one take care of Fluttershy." Summer said plainly, brooking no argument. "And once she's recovered, you can then either point us towards the one who did this to her, or take their place. Understand?"

Spike gulped. "Completely."

"Good, now come." Summer moved towards the kitchen. "Fluttershy will need food when she wakes up and the hangover hits."

Spike looked at him for a moment before remembering just what that was. "One thing real quick, Summer."

The stallion glanced at him, only to see a hardened expression. "The one responsible is either mine or Fluttershy's. I may not have experienced it myself, but I've read the Book. Hangovers are nasty!"

Summer smiled at that.

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Fluttershy woke up in time for a gentle lunch, which was a soup Spike remembered from back in Canterlot, and some water. When Summer took the dishes away, Spike tried to keep quiet about the truth as he explained things to Fluttershy, only for the stallion to come in to the scene of Fluttershy in a fetal position with Spike trying to comfort her. "You told her."

Spike nodded, just as a knock came from the front followed by "Spike! You in here?"

"In the back, Twilight!" Spike responded. "And in a load of trouble."

Twilight learned just what he meant by that when she saw Fluttershy's condition and Summer's look. She turned to Spike. "We really should've thought this through, huh?"

"Yep." Spike nodded. "At the very least, we should've been more specific in regards to distr-he knows we were trying to distract him, Twilight!-distracting him. So we might as well go ahead and come clean."

Twilight looked at Fluttershy again and sighed. "You're right, seeing as we already messed up big time by risking Fluttershy like this."

She then turned to Summer. "We wanted to surprise you with the clothes we would be wearing for the Gala, particular your suit."

"My...suit..." Summer had honestly forgotten about the invite he had to the Gala, despite having easy access to the ticket.

"We've been working with Earthland designs, but it's been somewhat slow going with figuring out who gets what. Fluttershy was actually the fastest, hence why she was to help with distracting." Twilight then looked down in shame. "But we didn't want to hurt anyone."

Summer softened at the genuine display.

"And to make matters worse," Twilight continued. "Hoity Toity is in town, having heard about the designs. So we need to get ready by this evening to show him."

"Hoity Toity? The fashion stallion?" Spike asked. When Twilight nodded, Spike shook his head. "Fluttershy's in no condition to participate."

"And I haven't come across something like this myself before, so I don't rightly know just what spell can be used to help." Twilight said, "At least off the top of my head."

The momentary silence was broken when Summer asked "What about a transference spell?"

The two looked at him in slight confusion, until he explained what he meant. "Let this one deal with the effects instead of Fluttershy. She doesn't deserve this."

Twilight thought it over. "Well, I guess that could work, but are you sure about this, Summer?"

Summer's nod was immediate and determined, though Spike did whisper in her ear. "That, and I'm pretty sure we should let Fluttershy have the chance to exact punishment for this. We can work out paying for our part later."

Twilight finally agreed, her horn glowing as another glow came out of Fluttershy and into Summer, who wobbled for a moment before steadying long enough to kiss Twilight on the cheek and walk off for some cold water.

Twilight turned back to Fluttershy. "And now to make things right."

Of course, Summer was left wondering with ringing ears, just as he was getting a drink, when Twilight's voice echoed out with incredible intensity and outrage. "ANGEL! YOU STUPID, PSYCHOTIC,..."

Angel? Fluttershy's pet rabbit? He was responsible?! That rabbit is so dead!

He conveniently forgot about Hoity Toity until later that evening, by the way.

XXXXX

Summer finished recovering from the transferred hangover just in time to hear a really loud squeal from Carousel Boutique. Rarity's in a good mood over something.

Just then, a nearby lacrima came on, showing an image of Twilight inside said Boutique. "You still at Fairy Hall, Summer?"

"Yes, Twilight." He replied, activating his end fully. "And this one heard Rarity's squeal."

Twilight giggled a bit sheepishly. "Yeah, I admit it was somewhat unexpected, but then again Hoity Toity's response to the show was somewhat unexpected as well. He actually gave Rarity his seal of approval, alongside a few tips for future ideas."

"Good for Rarity."

"But that's not the only reason I'm calling. Fluttershy should be delivering your suit to you in the next few minutes. She's okay now, but she did want to do this to repay you for helping her."

"And Angel?"

That question was answered by Fluttershy, who had a slight glint in her eye. "I asked Spike to handle Angel."

Summer couldn't help but feel his fifth leg twitch at the sight, though he doubted he really wanted to know just what Angel was going through.

"We can still let the readers know, though." Pinkie suddenly piped in from Summer's left, stretching a hoof over to the other side and pulling it, changing the scene from Summer to Spike...

...who was purposefully tossing fireballs at Angel in such a way the rabbit won't die, but can still get singed. Needless to say, Angel was learning his lesson.

Don't get Fluttershy drunk!

I know it isn't much, but with all that is in this, I don't think they would really mess around with flamboyant dresses. Instead, they would've probably gone for something like Erza at the casino during the Tower of Heaven arc, just combined with Celestial Spirit World clothing for motif-like design. Hoity Toity helped with that, but the actual designs themselves are going to wait until the Gala (and not just because I need to figure them out myself).

If you don't mind, please R&R.