--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------This chapter is from Moonlight Charm's point of view, the permission has been accepted by the owner of Moonlight Charm.

I woke up the next morning on a red fluffy sofa, recalling memories of last night. How I felt so comfortable being with that mare at first sight, I thought to myself that I must be going crazy and that I'd probably get over it soon. But somehow I just couldn't get her out of my mind, no matter how hard I tried.

I looked up at the clock perching above the door, it was round about 11am. I had always been a heavy sleeper, but I would usually sleep in until about 1pm. It seemed that Dreamcatcher was just waking up as well, according to the noise that was echoing around the house from upstairs. I should probably go and help her, even though it may be a bit difficult considering that we stayed up rather late last night.

It seemed that my assistance wasn't required that morning as Dreamcatcher had actually perfectly managed to get down the stairs without tripping or falling. It seems to be that she's quite good at figuring out where other ponies are by listening to their hooves move across the floorboards. She managed to figure out I was there, and looked towards my direction before saying something that almost put me on the edge of tears of happiness.

" Did you see that, Moonlight? I made it down the stairs myself without falling! I told myself that I knew I had somebody who believed in me, you made me confident enough to do it. If it weren't for you being here, I would of tripped. Thank you.... thank you very much for believing in me. " she smiled. I know it wasn't much but even that small line of saying how I helped her just by believing that she could do her best made me feel emotional about it.

" That's good to know, would you like me to help you prepare your breakfast? " I asked, still feeling flattered by her words.

" No thank you, I can do it myself like usual. It's always the same, coffee. I don't really seem to eat in the mornings, coffee seems to be my wake up call. " she replied, walking into a dirty kitchen. I looked in there myself, staring at the dirt locked in between the tiles. There were pieces of glass shattered around the place as well, I suddenly noticed several scars on the bottom of Dreamcatcher's hooves. Perhaps she had trodden on the glass before, it's an easy thing to do.

I walked back into the living room, which is when I noticed the coffee jar sitting on the cabinet.
" Hey Dreamcatcher, I thought you were having coffee for breakfast? " I asked her, curious as to why she had gone in to the kitchen.

" I fwam, I just fwad eht! " a weird, bubbly voice came from the kitchen. Several moments later she walked back into my sight, bubbles pouring out from her mouth.

" I think we've found your bubble problem... " I muttered quietly to myself. " Uh.. Dreamcatcher.. how do I put this.. that's not coffee you've been drinking " I awkwardly replied, watching more and more bubbles appear.

" Twhis is nwot cwofee? " she asked me. It was getting even harder to understand her with all those bubbles in her mouth.

" No.. that's uh.. washing up liquid. Washing up liquid is used for washing your dishes, not for drinking, Dreamcatcher. " I explained, trying to make it sound as simple as possible. I saw the look of disappointment on her face, as if she was ashamed of herself for doing it.

" Let me just help you with that " I said, walking to the kitchen before rummaging through the different cupboards. A few minutes later I found what I was looking for, I returned an empty bucket. This was going to be a messy job, but I had no idea how else to do this.

" Now, all I need you to do is spit the bubbles out of your mouth, try and do it straight though. Don't worry, I'll catch them. " I prepared the bucket int he direction that she was aiming. But the next thing I knew, I was sitting there covered in bubbles myself. It seemed that I had misjudged it completely.

" Done it! " she proudly exclaimed, assuming that she had got it in the bucket. I laughed it off, pretending as if I didn't really mind.

" You sure did! Now, I'll prepare you some proper coffee. But soon after that I must.. well.. if it would be alright to use your restroom for a quick shower. " Not many ponies would let me use their facilities at such short notice, but I would keep asking anyway.

" Of course you can, feel free to use anything that will make you feel more at home. Speaking of which, when are you going back? " I hadn't been thinking of that at all, I had no intentions of going back anytime soon. I didn't want to feel as if I was intruding on her privacy so I thought of the only option that I could.

" Well, as long as you want me to I suppose. Just tell me when you've had enough and I'll be gone, if you want me to stay I'll be more then happy to. " I smiled, gently rubbing one hoof against the other as if I was rather shy. But, I was more of kind of hoping to stay just a little longer with her. It's not like me at all but, I've got to make sure she's safe. After all, that's my duty. To make sure that she is happy, and that she grows up to have the best life that she possibly can.

" Stay as long as you wish, I don't feel like your invading or anything. The company is actually quite nice! " She seemed rather happy about the idea of me staying longer, and I liked it too. "

" Then I shall stay for as long as you need or want me " I replied " Now come on, I'll teach you what real proper coffee looks like. "

I boiled the kettle, and prepared the coffee in a mug for her. I helped her to put it to her mouth, and Dreamcatcher was extremely satisfied with it as well. She laughed and said " It tastes so much better then that washing up stuff! I'm glad your here for me. It's nice to be with you. "

I watched her gulp down the coffee, and thought to myself without saying a word ..It's nice to be with you as well..
I can truly feel something special between us, even though it's so soon I just feel so close to her already.
I don't know why I feel like this, but I'm not sure if these feelings will stop... I don't think I want them too either.

Author's Note

so.much.bad.writing.