'Midnight Payback' - | Consequence for Panty Raids: Tarka Finch, Bass Drop, and Aren Vernidae
The clock struck twelve, or four by Union's GMT clock. He heard a knock at the door of the apartment, exiting his room. Quickly moving to the door, he began to open it. The Brit smirked at the sight of his friend in the doorway - until her hoof connected with his face within a split second of opening the door.
The situation was unpredictable, feeling the hoof collide with the side ofh is face. It began to sting as Union looked up towards Lunar. A little blood welled up in the stallion's mouth. With a faint cough, he spoke up.
"Think you could've hit me softer?" He questioned.
"How about 'ell no, ya fucker." Lunar's minor dialect and accent pushed out.
"Stressy day, eh?" Uni sighed, trying to keep himself from spitting out the blood, despite the metallic taste.
"Aye."
} Are you going to take that kind of treatment?
] Solsty, you do realize if he hits her it won't go down well, right?
> I want to see it happen, but at the same time I don't.
} Ugh.
He held back against Solsty's attempt to take control - knowing she'd just try to hit the mare right back. That would immediately escalate into a fight, a Brit versus a Scot.
"Now, god dammet, I don't wanna wake up with somepony's underwear on me 'gain less it's my own doing." Lunar demanded.
"Alright, alright, Jesus fucking Christ, that stings." Uni grunted.
"Alright. Bye." Lunar shut the door herself.
It prompted a mumble from Uni - "..Bitch."
From halfway down the hall, he heard Lunar shout, ''Heard that!'', something assuring that he'd probably do this again.