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[no_vampires_plz]

The pony who walks--okay, let's be honest, staggers--into Milliways looks pretty beat. She's disheveled, spattered with cake frosting, reeking of fruit punch, and in her birthday suit besides.

(No, really. That dress she's wearing, the yellow satin number with the pink ribbon? It's a birthday present.)

Today was Twilight's nineteenth birthday. She and her best friends have been partying since sundown. And there ain't no party like a Pinkie Pie party.

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A little bit later, that same pony, in the same dress, may be found sprawled across the couch by the fireplace, fast asleep. She's snoring softly and her ear twitches every now and then.

[tinytag: Minty, Phoenix]

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[gorgonfondness]

"Well, it looks like you've just gotten back from a grand time, Twilight Sparkle," says a nearby Guildmaster relaxing in an armchair.

[no_vampires_plz]

"Best. Birthday. Ever," says the unicorn as she half-leans, half-collapses against the nearest support pillar.

[gorgonfondness]

"Oh, Happy Birthday!" Mia wishes to Twilight. "Probably a wilder party than the sort I usually get for my birthday."

Not that Mia minds. Quiet birthday celebrations in the privacy of her apartment tend to be pretty nice compared to stuffy Vane affairs. Though those are sometimes fun, too.

"What did you and your friends do?"

[no_vampires_plz]

"Oh, all kinds of stuff. We had a piñata and pin-the-tail-on-the-pony and a conga line and croquet and freaked out all the unicorns at the garden party..."

Something in her tone and cadence (and the fact that her eyes aren't focused on Mia) suggest she's either half-asleep, half-drunk, or both.

[gorgonfondness]

She giggles softly and with good nature at the description of the party.

"Have you been up all night? You look like you're ready for the post-party crash."

[no_vampires_plz]

"...I dunno. What time is it?"

[gorgonfondness]

"Early evening for me but I don't know for you. But does it matter?"

It might for Twilight.

Mia carefully stands up and, while she knows she couldn't fully support the pony, she might be able to steer her in the right direction to a sofa.

"Come on, birthday girl. We can at least find you a more comfortable spot."

[no_vampires_plz]

"Wha...? 'm not tired, Mom, really..."

[gorgonfondness]

Mia, who is sure that she'll hear that statement soon enough, contains her laughter.

"I know you're not," she assures. "We're just getting you a seat and maybe something to drink."

[no_vampires_plz]

"Already had too much punch," Twilight mumbles, but allows herself to be led to the couch anyway. She doesn't sit down so much as bellyflop onto the cushions.

[gorgonfondness]

She still orders Twilight a glass of water.

"And probably a healthy share of cake, too. Any of your friends wander in here post-party with you?"

She'll keep an eye out for other crashing ponies if need be.

[no_vampires_plz]

Twilight lifts her head and muzzily looks around the room. "I don' think so..."

[gorgonfondness]

"I'll watch out for them just in case," Mia tells Twilight, giving her a soft pat on her mane.

[no_vampires_plz]

"Th'nk you," the pony mumbles before her head drops down onto the couch again.

By the time the water arrives, she's softly snoring.