Glitch

Glitch blushed. As much as he hated to admit it, she had a point: she had broken a lot of stuff for the time they had spent together. "C'mon, let's go." He picked her up off the ground and led her out of the ball room. He looked around for somewhere quiet, finding a dark room illuminated by a single light. Glitch led her in and sat with her on a crate, putting a hoof over her shoulder.

Glitch's expresssion turned from one of relief to one of sadness. "Oh, no, no, no, you're okay, Derpy. Really, you are," he said, kneeling down to her level. Glitch tilted her head up and gave her a small smile. "You're just fine the way you are." Glitch pulled Derpy into a tight hug.

(OOC: Damn, now I really am late. Sorry, on vacation at the moment) Glitch gasped. As Derpy fell forward, he used his telekinesis to grab her. A green aura enveloped her as he brought her back on to the floor. Glitch wiped his forehead. "Oh, man! That was close." He looked at the broken railing. "If I see Meta, I'm gonna tell him to get that fixed. Fast."

Glitch turned his head away from the window to Derpy, tears still in his eyes. "Wha-? Oh, no, I-I'm fine," he said before clearing his throat and wiping his eyes. "It's just that..." Glitch sighed and looked out the window. "I don't think I've ever seen anything this beautiful before."

Straightening himself up, Glitch trotted over to Derpy. "What?" he asked. "Oh, the stars. Yeah, they are quite... beautiful..." Glitch went silent as he stared out the airship windows. He had never seen anything quite as beautiful. They way the twinkled brightly in the sky against the black backdrop of space struck a chord within him. He couldn't quite place his hoof on why they resonated so deeply with him, they just did. As he gazed out, Glitch felt a lump in his throat and warm tears began to stream down his face. He made small noises in the back of his mouth. Glitch tried to shut himself up, but he decided he didn't want to.

Glitch looked at her with a puzzled look on his face. "Huh?" He began to walk towards Derpy while everyone on the dance floor watched them in awkward silence. "I never said tha-WOAH!" As if on cue, he slipped on a fallen streamer and his behind was now sticking up in the air, hovering over his head. "I didn't know the dance floor had a sense of irony," he muttered to himself.

Glitch mentally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "Good." He pulled her in for a hug. Suddenly, he realized they were somehow on the dance floor, the spotlight trained on them. Oh crap, he thought. Glitch gulped. "Uh, Derpy, you wouldn't happen to have learned to dance in the past few minutes, have you?" The kicked in. They were really in trouble now.

(Oh shit, I am really sorry. I forgot about this again.) A concerned look flashed on Glitch's face. He helped her up off the ground dusted off her dress. "Hey, hey, don't cry now," he said as he looked into Derpy's wet eyes. "Nothing's wrong." Glitch stared into Derpy's eyes for a moment, then kissed her for a long, long time. He pulled away and asked, "You good?"

(Oops, my bad. Sorry, legitimately forgot about this.) Glitch wiped his brow, letting out a relieved "Phew!" Crisis averted, he thought. "Oh, about that straight line thing, well, one hoof at a time, look straight ahead, and focus." He then thought about what Derpy had said. Romanticky things. Glitch raised an eyebrow at the thought. "Hey, Derpy, about those romanticky things... well, what did you mean by that?"

(In the words of the immortal Nathan Drake, ah crap.) Glitch panicked. "Uh, I'm not very thirsty right now, Derpy. Besides, it's... uh..." His eyes darted around the ballroom, trying to come up with a lie convincing enough to stop Derpy from drinking. The first thing he saw was a clock on the wall that read 7:00. He frantically looked around for something else, his eyes resting on a couple kissing. Glitch had a eureka moment and returned his eyes to Derpy. "It's, uh, kissing time!" Glitch then planted his lips firmly on Derpy's, suppressing any protest from her and hoping it would stall her enough to make her forget about the drinks.

Glitch's eyes shrank to the size of atoms. Oh boy, he frightednedly thought. He ran over to Derpy, bumping into a few ponies along the way. "Uh, hey, Derpy," he said, giving her an awkward hug. "Listen, why don't we go..." Glitch looked around the ballroom, trying to find someplace where Derpy wouldn't smash things to pieces in her drunken nature. There was the window on the side of the ship, but Glitch was afraid that she'd destroy that. There was the dance floor, but he was scared Derpy would punch a hole in the ground. Plus, Glitch really didn't want to dance. That left the bar, and Glitch mentally punched himself in the face for thinking of such a stupid idea. "Uh, actually, why don't we stand right here," he said. "And not sit. Just stand here. Absolutely still. Okay?" Glitch blew air out his nostrils. This is not going how I expected it to go, he thought.

Glitch breathed out a relieved sighed, feeling as if he narrowly avoided disaster. "Sure," he said. He turned to the bartender a third time and asked for a Dr. Muffin. The bartender shot his head under the bar and produced a can of the soda. Glitch took it from the bartender's hooves and gave it to Derpy. There was some static over the intercom, and a voice Glitch recognized as Meta's girlfriend rang throughout the ship. She said that the Halberd has accidentally ran into Applejack's barn, but the ship would be able to proceed as planned. How did she miss that? he thought, looking at Derpy. For that matter, how did I miss that? He moved towards the window and tried to get a glance at what had transpired. He could barely get a look at it, but he winced at the damage done to Applejack's barn. Seems that thing gets destroyed on a regular basis, he thought. Glitch tore his eyes away from the window and tried to focus on the party, returning to Derpy and taking another sip of his whiskey.

Glitch blinked in disbelief. He had always known that Derpy was a bit more innocent than other ponies, her condition notwithstanding. But this was just a bit weird. Any colt in middle school knew about alcohol. "Um, no, Derpy," he said after a moment's pause, "I meant a drink as in... Hurm..." Glitch paused for a bit, wondering how to explain alcohol to her. "Well, y'know those things a lot of high society ponies drink? I meant something like that. Here, I'll get you one." Glitch put a hoof to his chin, studying Derpy. After a few moments, he said, "You seem like a martini lady." He turned to the bartender. "A vodka martini for the lady, please," he requested. After a few seconds of prep work, the bartender hoofed the drink over to Glitch, who hoofed it to Derpy. "Try it, but be warned: don't drink too much, or you'll go a little crazy." He took a sip of his whiskey and waited to see how Derpy would react.

"Uh, follow me," Glitch said, beginning to walk to the bar. 'This was a baaaaad idea', he thought to himself. 'Well, I'm in too far now. Gotta follow through with this.' He trotted up to the bar. "One whiskey, on the rocks, please," he said to the bartender. Within a moment, the bartender brought out a bottle of whiskey and a lowball glass with a few ice cubes in it. He poured the whiskey in the glass and handed it to Glitch. Glitch thanked the bartender and took a sip. Nice and smooth, just the way he liked it. He looked over at Derpy. "What'll you have?" he asked, silently regretting the fact that he did.

"Well," Glitch said, "I was thinking that we should-" He was cut off as the ground began to shake. Glitch peered out the window. "Oh, we must be taking off." The Halberd began to lift off the ground, making way for a lovely view of the sky. "Ooh, pretty," Glitch said. He then turned to Derpy. "Right, as I was saying, since I am the gentlecolt here, would you allow me to get you a drink?"

(Yay! Finally!) Glitch continued to laugh at his own misfortune and horrific dancing before picking himself up off the ground and kissing Derpy on the cheek. "C'mon," he said to her and Quick, "the party's in the ballroom." He led them to the ballroom, where a great many ponies were gathered around dancing, drinking, or chatting. Glitch blew a low whistle. "Wow... Meta really outdid himself here." He looked at Derpy. "So, what do you wanna do?"

Glitch returned Derpy's crushing hug. As they embraced, he looked at Derpy herself. She looked beautiful in her dress, so Glitch decided to tell her. "Wow, you look great," he said. When he heard Derpy say she couldn't dance, he shrugged. "Eh, I can't either." He let go of her and got on his hind legs. "Watch this." Glitch then performed an atrocious version of the running mare, giggling as he did. If he did this in front of anypony else, he would've shrank where he stood. However, he felt comfortable enough around Derpy to do something stupid like this. Glitch suddenly tripped, sending him crashing onto the floor. He was silent for a moment, then he broke out laughing.

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Glitch nodded, a frown creasing his face. Great, more talking, he though to himself. He ran back into Ponyville, found Vinyl, and told her she could perform at the party before dashing back to his house for a quick lie-down. Glitch thought on the day's events. Within 24 hours, he had: Gotten broken up with Made friends with a Changeling Fixed his relationship with Derpy with muffins and hugs Nearly gotten himself killed Toured an airship Planned a party When he put it into those terms, it seemed rather ridiculous. Glitch had a quiet chuckle to himself. He then got himself cleaned up and dressed, clad in a black tuxedo with a red bowtie. He went outside and back to the Halberd and Meta Knight. "Anything I can do to help?" he asked.

Glitch nodded his head. "Sure, Meta. I figured I kinda owed you for how you helped me back there, so I'd be more than happy to help." He backtracked his way out of the Halberd, Derpy in tow, and he rushed into Ponyville to spread word of the Hearth's Warming Eve party. Most of his invitations sounded like this: "Hey, Hearth's Warming Eve party at Ten tonight. Meet in the field outside town. Dress your best." After a few vocal cord-straining hours of this, Glitch ran back to the Halberd to inform Meta about the attendees. "Meta... there'll be... a few hundred... ponies... coming..."

Glitch smiled. "Alright, lets go!" He led Derpy up to the enormous airship, greeting Meta along the way. He turned to the pegasus. "Pretty cool, huh?" Glitch trotted over to Meta. "Hey, uh, I just wanted to say thank you for doing this for me. It really means a lot. And I haven't told her about your, um, secret, before you ask."

Glitch nodded. "Yep. I don't mean to be a bother, but, uh," he said, draping his arm around Derpy, "Well, she wanted to see your ship, and, well, you know how it is." Glitch turned to Derpy. "That's the guy who saved my life," he said, gesturing to the Halberd. "I'm pretty sure his name's Meta Knight, or something like that. Odd name, if you ask me. He gave me this whistle if I ever needed him." He pointed to the Halberd. "That's his airship, the Halberd. And we're about to get a tour."

"What cool thi- ohh..." Glitch said, standing up. He looked at the whistle around his neck and held it in his hoof. On one hoof, he didn't want to bother Meta Knight again, especially after he had just saved his life. On the other, he also didn't want to disappoint Derpy. With a sigh, Glitch put the whistle to his mouth and blew hard. It was loud, though Glitch figured it needed to be in order to contact an airship. He looked over at Derpy. There was something... off about her, especially that smile. It seemed fake, a little too fake. Glitch decided to probe further. "Hey, is there anything you need to tell me?" Glitch waited for a response.

47 listened to Yusuke rant about the tournament and the Game Master. As much as he hated to admit it, the Spirit Detective was right. The Game Master was a rather shifty individual with no real reason to pit these men and women against each other. 47 contemplated what to do. With multiple broken ribs and a splitting headache, he was in no condition to fight. The way he saw things, there was only one thing to do. He went up to Yusuke and tapped him on the shoulder. "What if... what if I took my own life?"

Glitch nodded his head. "Yeah, I'm fine. You can thank that guy with the mask." In all honesty, Glitch felt kind of stupid nonchalantly lying down on the ground like that after he had a near-death experience. He straightened himself out so that his arms lay at his sides. He couldn't think of anything to say, so he said the first thing that came to mind. "What now?"