Lightning was at a party with his friends, a secret hidden from the adults and their boring rules. While they ran the risk of getting in trouble, he didn’t care. This was a night to be alive. As per usual, he was looking to have a little fun, maybe even get with somepony. Most of the mares there were okay, but not really his type. Not that he cared, anyway. Until…
 
“Yo, Lightning! I think I found somepony!” A friend of his exclaimed.
 
The blue pegasus looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a pink unicorn mare talking with her friends.
 
“Her? Who’s she?” Lightning asked with a confused expression. Apparently he hadn’t noticed her around before.
 
“Dude, are you insane?! That’s Primrose, Fleur de Lis’s daughter!” His friend answered in disbelief.
 
“The model?” He questioned, recognizing the name.
 
“Yeah, the model!” The friend replied. “Go for her, man!”
 
Lightning looked over the mare, weighing his options. She was pretty hot, but those weird spots on her body were really throwing him off. However, she seemed to be popular as his friends persistently nudged him toward her. What did he have to lose? “Why not?” He shrugged nonchalantly as he tossed out his cigarette and got up to approach her.
 
“Go for it, bud! You got this!” His friends yelled in unison.
 
Lightning winked at them and slicked his mane back slightly before walking up to the mare. He had to look good for the ladies, after all.
 
“…And then, I was like ‘I’d rather kiss King Sombra and get banished to the moon than to go out with you’!” One of Prim’s friends finished.
 
“Totally! Ugh, what was he thinking?” Prim scoffed.
 
“Hey, ladies~” Lightning greeted in a flirty tone, ending the conversation before turning to the pink unicorn. “Primrose, right?”
 
“Y-Yes.” Primrose nodded. She suddenly felt her breath escape her as she gazed at him and his cool, charming smile.
 
“Oh my Celestia! Prim, you’re soooo lucky!” Another one of Prim’s friends squealed in excitement.
 
“Totally! You’ve been chosen by him! Do you know how much a filly would give to go with a stallion like that?” The first friend nodded.
 
“Please excuse my friends…um, what’s your name?” Primrose apologized, trying to maintain her composure.
 
“Just call me Lightning, babe.” He winked at her. “I’d say we’re on a first-name basis here.”
 
“Right.” Primrose giggled and cleared her throat. “Maybe we can talk away from my friends?”
 
Lightning nodded and slung an arm around Primrose, leading her away from the ever-present stares of their friends. They arrived at a quiet balcony, where they could be all alone.
 
“I really appreciate this, Lightning. This is…nice.” Primrose smiled at him. She knew she hadn’t had good luck with stallions, but this one was different. She was sure of it.
 
“Hey, it’s nothing, sweetheart. You’re not so bad yourself.” He smirked, pulling her towards him.
 
“So, would you like to go somewhere…private?” She asked him in a flirty tone.
 
“The night’s still young, babe.” He answered with a chuckle. “We can do whatever we want out here.”
 
If they only knew what was going to become of that night…