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"Sandy Shores....do you require...assistance?....You seem to have taken an unwell turn, in which I will presume is due to the orders your superiors gave you, which in turn, makes me assume you do not want to do this." Miss M raised a brow and stared at the little stallion.
Sandy peeked out at her over his hoof, eyes glassy and devoid of their usual luster. "You don't undershtand nothin'...Balboa Shagsh th' richest an' biggest pony in all Equestria...Luna besidesh...I can't turn down a meetin' with him. But I can't...I'm drunked!" He threw his forehooves into the air, sliding down the wall onto his haunches. "Drunked on duty an' Bobla Hag wantsh t'see me?! Howsa...how'm I shupposhed t'do that, when I can't even trot shtraigtsh? M'gonna make a fool o' me an' th' ship an' th' crew an' th' Cap'n...ohhhhhhhhh Cap'n......m'sorry....."

What little emotional fire he had left sputtered out, leaving him stranded and wallowing in a wine-soaked despair. The little stallion turned pleading eyes upon the vampony. "Please...Missh M, you gotta help me..." he begged her.