Post by Sky Blue on Jun 25, 2014 0:38:31 GMT -5
When Prince Blueblood wakes up, it is with a moderate hangover. Discount night on mead and associated beverages will do that to a pony. He is lying in a fairly basic bed, in a relatively basic, low-raftered bedroom. On the plus side, at least he got lucky last night. A light blue filly is half-draped over the prince, snoring loudly and drooling on his chest.
Blueblood can't remember much of last night. He remembers staggering into the meadery, completely determined to be depressed and miserable after being yelled at over dropping apples by Applejack. He remembers coming here mostly because he was still too proud to go back to Marble's house - which was empty due to his family being out for the Summer Sun Celebration - and because he wanted no part of pony happiness when he was so contrary. Then he started drinking. And... then what? He has a headache. He has all his limbs. He's in a bed. There's a... He looks down at his chest and blinks. "... Oh boy."
With a loud snort, Sky Blue jolts awake, then looks up at Blueblood with a happy smile, before snuggling into his large chest and saying in a dangerously loud voice, "Howdy, sugarcube! Glad t'see y'all're up. Y'all had a good night? Ah sure as shoot know ah did. Where did y'all say y'all were from, again? Y'all don't sound local."
Blueblood's mouth hangs open, his lower jaw all aquiver. His pupils slowly shrink to needle points. When she snuggles him, he takes a sharp breath and holds it, refusing to breath. Maybe... *maybe* if he holds still it'll go away. He'll wake up in his room in Marble's house. And he won't be here! Yes. He's having a drunken hallucination. He must be. HE MUST BE. "... Uh," he grunts.
"What'cha say, sugarcube?" Sky Blue asks, snuggling in tighter to the prince and wrapping her forelegs tightly around him. She glances at a nearby clock, before saying, "Ah need t'head off t'work soon, helpin' Marble, deliverin' mail, and makin' mead. But ah can always set aside some more time fer us, fluffledumplin'!" And then comes a smooch.
Blueblood tries to squirm away, but her grip... it's like a vise! A cuddly, surprisingly comfortable vise that still somehow crushes the very breath out of his ribs! Blueblood starts stammering and shaking as Sky Blue swoops in for the kiss, pressing his head into the pillow as far as it can go until he reaches the headboard. Those lips. They're getting closer. To *his* lips. His perfect, unsullied lips. OhCelestiathey'resoclosenononononono - "Urk," he squeaks when she makes contact, and then goes completely limp in her grasp, his mane frizzled out in every direction. He appears to be in shock. On the bright side, he doesn't notice his hangover anymore.
It's most likely good that Blueblood is in shock, because the kiss lasts for several minutes. It's also most likely good that his body decided to go limp, or he might find himself crushed under the considerable strength of Sky Blue. When she finally parts lips with the prince, she announces obliviously loudly into his ear, "Y'all're a great kisser, sugarcube! Ah'll have t'tell all mah friends how fantastic and nice y'all're." Then, a dangerously bright expression comes across the filly. "Hey! How d'y'all fancy takin' the day off t'visit mah private island? It'll be great fun, even if ah don't know yer name yet!"
"...Aaaaaaa," Blueblood starts to whisper as Sky Blue finally removes her lips. "Aaaaaaah," he says, his voice getting louder when Sky Blue suggests visiting her 'private island.' "AHHHHHH," he starts yelling the moment he feels her grip loosen. "AHH! AHHHHHH! AHHHHHH!" he starts SCREAMING as he begins flailing around to try and flop right out of bed, rush out the door, and probably hit his head on something really hard on the way. Assuming, of course, he can actually break Sky Blue's grip. Which he might not. He doesn't really, as the common ponies call it, 'work out.'
Luckily for Blueblood, Sky Blue's grip had loosened considerably. Unfortunatley for Blueblood, he manages to run straight into a hard wooden beam and gets promptly knocked out. When he regains consciousness, it is to the sight and sensation of a certain cyan hayseed performing mouth-to-mouth on him. Or just kissing him badly. It could be either.
"MMMMMMMF," is Blueblood's reaction to Sky Blue's quote en quote 'kiss of life.' His hooves flail around again - oh, darn, the headache's back too - and rolls away from Sky Blue until he hits the wall. "What! What! WHAT!" he yelps, apparently trying to crawl up the wall with his bare hooves. Spidercolt, he is not. "You! Who are you! Where am I?! Why were we...?" He points at the bed. "And why were you...!" He points at Sky Blue. "Did I...!" He points at himself.
"Sky Blue, the S&S Meadery in Ponyville, we got drunk together, ah didn't have a spare bed, and yup! [BUY SOME APPLES]." Sky Blue gives the terrified unicorn an especially massive smile. She appears to be completely unaware of his utter terror. And then she steps closer.
"Eek!" Blueblood squeals, curling in on himself. "Don't come closer! I have a horn! I'm not afraid to use it!" His eyes dart around the room. "There must be some cameras around here. It's a joke. It must be. Not Ponyville. I can't have done THAT in Ponyville! Not again!"
"Y'all [BUY SOME APPLES] plenty last night, sugarcube," Sky Blue replies with a wink, continuing her slow and steady approach towards the pansy prince. "And nope! No cameras in here, but ah think ah saw some go off out the window last night. And yup! It's Ponyville. In mah... private quarters. Y'all never told me yer name, dumplerump..." She leans in close and attempts to place another kiss upon poor Prince Blueblood.
"No. No no no no," Blueblood whimpers, covering his eyes with his hooves. He looks close to crying. In fact, he already is crying. But then his hooves drop and he's glaring as hard as he can. "Wait. *Dumplerump* - mmmf!" He pushes against her as he finds his snout practically sucked inside her mouth, rather surprised at how much sheer effort it takes to even get her to budge, trying to pry his lips away enough to speak. "Look, stop *doing* that! I am Prince Blueblood! I... I have dignity! And poise! And I do *not*..." He flings a hoof down and stomps it. "Cavort between the sheets with common ponies! I can't! I'm here to get BETTER!"
"Y'all... are a dashing, handsome prince?" Twinkling lights appear in Sky Blue's eyes. She appears to have completely ignored his following comments. "T'think, a humble pony from Appleloosa lawk me, bein' wooed by a prince! We're goin' t'be SO happy t'gether!" Blueblood is thus ensconsed in another bone-crushing hug from a very happy earth pony.
"Huuurk! Ack! S... stop... I... command..." Blueblood squeezes out through the breaking of ribs and crackling of bones. He squirms as best he can, which is only about a millimeter in any direction. It's impressive he can get even that much. "Can't... breathe! Vision fading! Life flashing!"
Sky Blue thankfully decides to let up, but only by daintly throwing Prince Blueblood onto the bed, jumping up after him, and then loosely draping her limbs over him, snuggling into his large chest. "Y'all're so cuddly and handsome and smart and lovely and cute and fantastic in the sack and so sweet and nawce! Mah Little Princypuffle!"
Blueblood is starting to hyperventilate at this point, stuck somewhere between sunfire levels of anger at this precocious pony who refuses to listen to him, and staggering disbelief at his own incompetence and carelessness. Also, he's still crying. At least he's being hugged, because he was probably about to ask for one. "I can't believe this," he whispers. "My life is over. I've had illicit rendezvous before, but... but here of all places... Ponyville will laugh at me. Canterlot will laugh at me. I'll have to life on a rock farm in the middle of the Badlands to escape. How did... how did all this even happen?" he asks nopony in particular. At this point, having Discord himself show up and laugh about how it's all a big joke would be a relief to him. "My auntie Celestia! My grandmummy Luna! They'll be so disappointed," he adds in a horrified whisper. "I'll never be let back. I should just throw myself from a cliff now and save everypony the trouble."
POOF. And a certain draconequus makes his appearance, floating mid air and laughing his tits off. "You should see face! It's priceless!" And then he poofs out of existence. "... what the hay was that all about?" Sky Blue asks, before shrugging and going back to hugsnuggling poor Blueblood. "It's so sweet... y'all're so happy y'all're cryin'.... Auntie Celestia and Auntie Luna'll be so happy t'hear ah've found somepony who makes me truly happy! Ah love y'all, Prince Blueblood!"
"NOOOOOOO!" Blueblood caterwauls, kicking his hind legs. "I refuse to let this be the end of my journey! I will not be shackled by this! I command you to let me go at once, you plebian, gold-digging, cotton-mouthed little-!" And then, abruptly, he stops again and flops limply. "Who am I kidding, you're not even listening to me... not that anypony ever does..."
"... what did y'all call me?" asks a very sad-sounding Sky Blue, sitting up to look at Blueblood with wide, tearful eyes, pouting lips, and a trembling chin.
Blueblood looks at Sky Blue with a look that is absolutely heart-broken. "Oh, no," he grouses. "Please don't tell me you're that sensitive! I'm the one who's reputation will be in tatters here! I just called you a... well..." He gulps and looks back and forth. "Well, they weren't exactly *kind* words, I just... I'm just in a very strange place in life right now and I don't even know how this happened and please stop crying I get very tearful when other ponies start crying." Blueblood just can't help it. He starts crying in earnest too when he sees Sky Blue tearing up. It's like some emotionally distraught reflex. "I... I didn't mean it... much... here, just..." He reaches out and gently, *gently* tries to give her a hug. Like, an air hug. Barely touching. "There, there," he says.
Sky Blue throws her forelegs around Prince Blueblood and gives him a thankfully gentle hug, her eyes scrunched shut and head buried into his chest fur. "Ah'm just... y'all're everythin' ah've ever looked fer in a stallion, and t'hear y'all call me all these things ah've been worryin' ponies have been thinkin' about me..." The much smaller pony sniffles lightly, her ears splayed and drama heavy.
"I, I uh... I what... what?" Blueblood mutters, confused and sad and horrified and disappointed in himself on so many levels. He's still hugging this weird pony who he just met in the strangest way possible. Why is he doing that? Why is any of this happening to him? "Well, I... you... seem..." Insane. Totally, utterly insane. Crazy. Frightening. "... Nice. But, um... I don't even know how we *got* here."
In an instant, the tears are gone. "Well, we were drinkin' downstairs last nawt," Sky Blue starts to regail, smiling up at the poor prince brightly once more. "Ah gave y'all some pastries, y'all misheard me and thought ah said somethin' else, then we both giggled, and went fer a nice romantic walk in the moonlawt. And then we [BOUGHT SOME APPLES] in Applejack's barn, the meadery vaults, and then ended up back here. Mah little schnookums." Affectionate-but-thankfully-not-tight cling.
Blueblood almost throws up right then and there. "... I have absolutely no recollection of any of that happening," he says truthfully. "Wait... did you say Applejack's barn?!" He springs to his hooves again, pacing the floor nervously. Possibly with Sky Blue still attached. "Oh no. No no no no no no. This won't do. This won't do at all." He looks up at Sky Blue. "Nopony ever know about this! Nopony! Do you hear me? This could be the end of you, and the end of me, and worst of all, it will be the end of me!"
"EXTRA! EXTRA! Prince Blueblood caught in secret tryst with local hayseed!" comes a voice floating up from outside the bedroom window, prompting Sky Blue to poke her head out.
Prince Blueblood literally jumps on top of Sky Blue to shove his head out the window and shoot horn lasers at the paperboy until he has reduced the pile of newspapers he's holding to a pile of ashes. When he's done, Blueblood sits there, breathing heavily and his face a mask of pure rage. "Nopony. Can. Know."
Far below, a distraught-looking Filly Scout stares in a disbelief at the burnt remains of her papers. She won't be able to make any money for the fundraising event, now! It looks like somepony won't live to see puberty. Back up in the bedroom, Sky Blue raises an eyebrow up at the raging prince. "Why have y'all got yer [JUST BOUGHT SOME APPLES] face on?"
Blueblood looks down at Sky Blue and then yanks her back into the room, slamming the window shut and turning off all the lights. "Listen to me!" he whispers harshly into the darkness. "I didn't mean for this to happen. I... I made a mistake. It's not you. It's me. I think I messed up. A lot. And I can't let anypony know! The Princesses would have my head! Marble would have my castle suite. Applejack would have my tail. Rarity would..." He cuts himself off after that. "Look, whatever happened, I'm afraid it's not meant to be."
And then comes the crying. And the more crying. And the oh god flood of tears. And it is VERY, VERY loud. This is why one should never go drinking with random fillies in bars. Because THIS happens. Somepony chooses this moment to knock on the window shutters.
"Wait, no no no!" Blueblood sputters, looking over his shoulder at the shutters. "Wait... let me explain! I didn't... this isn't... oh, I'm going to have to do *that*, aren't I? Very well..." And then Sky Blue gets a face full of Blueblood as in a desperate attempt to just *stop* her from crying... he kisses her. A lot.
It seems to work. A little too good. Tongues end up getting involved. That may or may not be one-sided. Knowing Sky Blue? Most likely one-sided. Half a minute later, the hayseed has enveloped Blueblood in a very teary hug, and most of his face in a very passionate kiss.
"Nmmmf!" Blueblood groans, falling over backwards with Sky Blue's tongue invading parts of his mouth he didn't even know existed. Great. Now he's being assaulted by this mare all over again and it's completely dark and he can't see. Well... at least she's stopped crying. Blueblood gives up.
When Prince Blueblood finally manages to extract himself from Sky Blue's bedroom without her bursting into tears, he is directed to the back door out of the meadery. Where he is immediately accosted by over a dozen papparazi. "Is is true?" "Are you really mixing with common ponies?" "What is Canterlot Castle's official policy on trysts?" "Is is true that you cried in bed?" "What is your favourite fruit?" "Now Gabby Gums' photos have gotten out into the public, what will you do about it?"
Another headline is added soon after the others come out: 'Prince Blueblood assaults journalists with cider stein. Exclusive photos on page 3.'
Blueblood can't remember much of last night. He remembers staggering into the meadery, completely determined to be depressed and miserable after being yelled at over dropping apples by Applejack. He remembers coming here mostly because he was still too proud to go back to Marble's house - which was empty due to his family being out for the Summer Sun Celebration - and because he wanted no part of pony happiness when he was so contrary. Then he started drinking. And... then what? He has a headache. He has all his limbs. He's in a bed. There's a... He looks down at his chest and blinks. "... Oh boy."
With a loud snort, Sky Blue jolts awake, then looks up at Blueblood with a happy smile, before snuggling into his large chest and saying in a dangerously loud voice, "Howdy, sugarcube! Glad t'see y'all're up. Y'all had a good night? Ah sure as shoot know ah did. Where did y'all say y'all were from, again? Y'all don't sound local."
Blueblood's mouth hangs open, his lower jaw all aquiver. His pupils slowly shrink to needle points. When she snuggles him, he takes a sharp breath and holds it, refusing to breath. Maybe... *maybe* if he holds still it'll go away. He'll wake up in his room in Marble's house. And he won't be here! Yes. He's having a drunken hallucination. He must be. HE MUST BE. "... Uh," he grunts.
"What'cha say, sugarcube?" Sky Blue asks, snuggling in tighter to the prince and wrapping her forelegs tightly around him. She glances at a nearby clock, before saying, "Ah need t'head off t'work soon, helpin' Marble, deliverin' mail, and makin' mead. But ah can always set aside some more time fer us, fluffledumplin'!" And then comes a smooch.
Blueblood tries to squirm away, but her grip... it's like a vise! A cuddly, surprisingly comfortable vise that still somehow crushes the very breath out of his ribs! Blueblood starts stammering and shaking as Sky Blue swoops in for the kiss, pressing his head into the pillow as far as it can go until he reaches the headboard. Those lips. They're getting closer. To *his* lips. His perfect, unsullied lips. OhCelestiathey'resoclosenononononono - "Urk," he squeaks when she makes contact, and then goes completely limp in her grasp, his mane frizzled out in every direction. He appears to be in shock. On the bright side, he doesn't notice his hangover anymore.
It's most likely good that Blueblood is in shock, because the kiss lasts for several minutes. It's also most likely good that his body decided to go limp, or he might find himself crushed under the considerable strength of Sky Blue. When she finally parts lips with the prince, she announces obliviously loudly into his ear, "Y'all're a great kisser, sugarcube! Ah'll have t'tell all mah friends how fantastic and nice y'all're." Then, a dangerously bright expression comes across the filly. "Hey! How d'y'all fancy takin' the day off t'visit mah private island? It'll be great fun, even if ah don't know yer name yet!"
"...Aaaaaaa," Blueblood starts to whisper as Sky Blue finally removes her lips. "Aaaaaaah," he says, his voice getting louder when Sky Blue suggests visiting her 'private island.' "AHHHHHH," he starts yelling the moment he feels her grip loosen. "AHH! AHHHHHH! AHHHHHH!" he starts SCREAMING as he begins flailing around to try and flop right out of bed, rush out the door, and probably hit his head on something really hard on the way. Assuming, of course, he can actually break Sky Blue's grip. Which he might not. He doesn't really, as the common ponies call it, 'work out.'
Luckily for Blueblood, Sky Blue's grip had loosened considerably. Unfortunatley for Blueblood, he manages to run straight into a hard wooden beam and gets promptly knocked out. When he regains consciousness, it is to the sight and sensation of a certain cyan hayseed performing mouth-to-mouth on him. Or just kissing him badly. It could be either.
"MMMMMMMF," is Blueblood's reaction to Sky Blue's quote en quote 'kiss of life.' His hooves flail around again - oh, darn, the headache's back too - and rolls away from Sky Blue until he hits the wall. "What! What! WHAT!" he yelps, apparently trying to crawl up the wall with his bare hooves. Spidercolt, he is not. "You! Who are you! Where am I?! Why were we...?" He points at the bed. "And why were you...!" He points at Sky Blue. "Did I...!" He points at himself.
"Sky Blue, the S&S Meadery in Ponyville, we got drunk together, ah didn't have a spare bed, and yup! [BUY SOME APPLES]." Sky Blue gives the terrified unicorn an especially massive smile. She appears to be completely unaware of his utter terror. And then she steps closer.
"Eek!" Blueblood squeals, curling in on himself. "Don't come closer! I have a horn! I'm not afraid to use it!" His eyes dart around the room. "There must be some cameras around here. It's a joke. It must be. Not Ponyville. I can't have done THAT in Ponyville! Not again!"
"Y'all [BUY SOME APPLES] plenty last night, sugarcube," Sky Blue replies with a wink, continuing her slow and steady approach towards the pansy prince. "And nope! No cameras in here, but ah think ah saw some go off out the window last night. And yup! It's Ponyville. In mah... private quarters. Y'all never told me yer name, dumplerump..." She leans in close and attempts to place another kiss upon poor Prince Blueblood.
"No. No no no no," Blueblood whimpers, covering his eyes with his hooves. He looks close to crying. In fact, he already is crying. But then his hooves drop and he's glaring as hard as he can. "Wait. *Dumplerump* - mmmf!" He pushes against her as he finds his snout practically sucked inside her mouth, rather surprised at how much sheer effort it takes to even get her to budge, trying to pry his lips away enough to speak. "Look, stop *doing* that! I am Prince Blueblood! I... I have dignity! And poise! And I do *not*..." He flings a hoof down and stomps it. "Cavort between the sheets with common ponies! I can't! I'm here to get BETTER!"
"Y'all... are a dashing, handsome prince?" Twinkling lights appear in Sky Blue's eyes. She appears to have completely ignored his following comments. "T'think, a humble pony from Appleloosa lawk me, bein' wooed by a prince! We're goin' t'be SO happy t'gether!" Blueblood is thus ensconsed in another bone-crushing hug from a very happy earth pony.
"Huuurk! Ack! S... stop... I... command..." Blueblood squeezes out through the breaking of ribs and crackling of bones. He squirms as best he can, which is only about a millimeter in any direction. It's impressive he can get even that much. "Can't... breathe! Vision fading! Life flashing!"
Sky Blue thankfully decides to let up, but only by daintly throwing Prince Blueblood onto the bed, jumping up after him, and then loosely draping her limbs over him, snuggling into his large chest. "Y'all're so cuddly and handsome and smart and lovely and cute and fantastic in the sack and so sweet and nawce! Mah Little Princypuffle!"
Blueblood is starting to hyperventilate at this point, stuck somewhere between sunfire levels of anger at this precocious pony who refuses to listen to him, and staggering disbelief at his own incompetence and carelessness. Also, he's still crying. At least he's being hugged, because he was probably about to ask for one. "I can't believe this," he whispers. "My life is over. I've had illicit rendezvous before, but... but here of all places... Ponyville will laugh at me. Canterlot will laugh at me. I'll have to life on a rock farm in the middle of the Badlands to escape. How did... how did all this even happen?" he asks nopony in particular. At this point, having Discord himself show up and laugh about how it's all a big joke would be a relief to him. "My auntie Celestia! My grandmummy Luna! They'll be so disappointed," he adds in a horrified whisper. "I'll never be let back. I should just throw myself from a cliff now and save everypony the trouble."
POOF. And a certain draconequus makes his appearance, floating mid air and laughing his tits off. "You should see face! It's priceless!" And then he poofs out of existence. "... what the hay was that all about?" Sky Blue asks, before shrugging and going back to hugsnuggling poor Blueblood. "It's so sweet... y'all're so happy y'all're cryin'.... Auntie Celestia and Auntie Luna'll be so happy t'hear ah've found somepony who makes me truly happy! Ah love y'all, Prince Blueblood!"
"NOOOOOOO!" Blueblood caterwauls, kicking his hind legs. "I refuse to let this be the end of my journey! I will not be shackled by this! I command you to let me go at once, you plebian, gold-digging, cotton-mouthed little-!" And then, abruptly, he stops again and flops limply. "Who am I kidding, you're not even listening to me... not that anypony ever does..."
"... what did y'all call me?" asks a very sad-sounding Sky Blue, sitting up to look at Blueblood with wide, tearful eyes, pouting lips, and a trembling chin.
Blueblood looks at Sky Blue with a look that is absolutely heart-broken. "Oh, no," he grouses. "Please don't tell me you're that sensitive! I'm the one who's reputation will be in tatters here! I just called you a... well..." He gulps and looks back and forth. "Well, they weren't exactly *kind* words, I just... I'm just in a very strange place in life right now and I don't even know how this happened and please stop crying I get very tearful when other ponies start crying." Blueblood just can't help it. He starts crying in earnest too when he sees Sky Blue tearing up. It's like some emotionally distraught reflex. "I... I didn't mean it... much... here, just..." He reaches out and gently, *gently* tries to give her a hug. Like, an air hug. Barely touching. "There, there," he says.
Sky Blue throws her forelegs around Prince Blueblood and gives him a thankfully gentle hug, her eyes scrunched shut and head buried into his chest fur. "Ah'm just... y'all're everythin' ah've ever looked fer in a stallion, and t'hear y'all call me all these things ah've been worryin' ponies have been thinkin' about me..." The much smaller pony sniffles lightly, her ears splayed and drama heavy.
"I, I uh... I what... what?" Blueblood mutters, confused and sad and horrified and disappointed in himself on so many levels. He's still hugging this weird pony who he just met in the strangest way possible. Why is he doing that? Why is any of this happening to him? "Well, I... you... seem..." Insane. Totally, utterly insane. Crazy. Frightening. "... Nice. But, um... I don't even know how we *got* here."
In an instant, the tears are gone. "Well, we were drinkin' downstairs last nawt," Sky Blue starts to regail, smiling up at the poor prince brightly once more. "Ah gave y'all some pastries, y'all misheard me and thought ah said somethin' else, then we both giggled, and went fer a nice romantic walk in the moonlawt. And then we [BOUGHT SOME APPLES] in Applejack's barn, the meadery vaults, and then ended up back here. Mah little schnookums." Affectionate-but-thankfully-not-tight cling.
Blueblood almost throws up right then and there. "... I have absolutely no recollection of any of that happening," he says truthfully. "Wait... did you say Applejack's barn?!" He springs to his hooves again, pacing the floor nervously. Possibly with Sky Blue still attached. "Oh no. No no no no no no. This won't do. This won't do at all." He looks up at Sky Blue. "Nopony ever know about this! Nopony! Do you hear me? This could be the end of you, and the end of me, and worst of all, it will be the end of me!"
"EXTRA! EXTRA! Prince Blueblood caught in secret tryst with local hayseed!" comes a voice floating up from outside the bedroom window, prompting Sky Blue to poke her head out.
Prince Blueblood literally jumps on top of Sky Blue to shove his head out the window and shoot horn lasers at the paperboy until he has reduced the pile of newspapers he's holding to a pile of ashes. When he's done, Blueblood sits there, breathing heavily and his face a mask of pure rage. "Nopony. Can. Know."
Far below, a distraught-looking Filly Scout stares in a disbelief at the burnt remains of her papers. She won't be able to make any money for the fundraising event, now! It looks like somepony won't live to see puberty. Back up in the bedroom, Sky Blue raises an eyebrow up at the raging prince. "Why have y'all got yer [JUST BOUGHT SOME APPLES] face on?"
Blueblood looks down at Sky Blue and then yanks her back into the room, slamming the window shut and turning off all the lights. "Listen to me!" he whispers harshly into the darkness. "I didn't mean for this to happen. I... I made a mistake. It's not you. It's me. I think I messed up. A lot. And I can't let anypony know! The Princesses would have my head! Marble would have my castle suite. Applejack would have my tail. Rarity would..." He cuts himself off after that. "Look, whatever happened, I'm afraid it's not meant to be."
And then comes the crying. And the more crying. And the oh god flood of tears. And it is VERY, VERY loud. This is why one should never go drinking with random fillies in bars. Because THIS happens. Somepony chooses this moment to knock on the window shutters.
"Wait, no no no!" Blueblood sputters, looking over his shoulder at the shutters. "Wait... let me explain! I didn't... this isn't... oh, I'm going to have to do *that*, aren't I? Very well..." And then Sky Blue gets a face full of Blueblood as in a desperate attempt to just *stop* her from crying... he kisses her. A lot.
It seems to work. A little too good. Tongues end up getting involved. That may or may not be one-sided. Knowing Sky Blue? Most likely one-sided. Half a minute later, the hayseed has enveloped Blueblood in a very teary hug, and most of his face in a very passionate kiss.
"Nmmmf!" Blueblood groans, falling over backwards with Sky Blue's tongue invading parts of his mouth he didn't even know existed. Great. Now he's being assaulted by this mare all over again and it's completely dark and he can't see. Well... at least she's stopped crying. Blueblood gives up.
When Prince Blueblood finally manages to extract himself from Sky Blue's bedroom without her bursting into tears, he is directed to the back door out of the meadery. Where he is immediately accosted by over a dozen papparazi. "Is is true?" "Are you really mixing with common ponies?" "What is Canterlot Castle's official policy on trysts?" "Is is true that you cried in bed?" "What is your favourite fruit?" "Now Gabby Gums' photos have gotten out into the public, what will you do about it?"
Another headline is added soon after the others come out: 'Prince Blueblood assaults journalists with cider stein. Exclusive photos on page 3.'