As Twilight, Pinkie Pie, and Spike stepped off the candy-colored train, Twilight stumbled. They had just gotten back from Canterlot after Twilight had cast her timey-wimey spell, and Pinkie was worried about her.
"You okay?" Pinkie nudged Twilight up, giving her a concerned look.
"N-no, Pinkie. I'm fine." Twilight forced the corners of her mouth up. Pinkie raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. They made their way back to the library with no trouble...until Twilight stumbled again just as she went to open the door. Pinkie rolled her eyes. Twilight was going to keep insisting she was fine until she dropped dead.
"Twilight."
"What?" Twilight turned to face her marefriend, and Pinkie could see how exhausted she was. Dark crescent moons were under her eyes, and there was a certain weariness in her gait. Pinkie gave her a pitying smile.
"You've just cast a time spell, which used up a good bit of your magic - don't give me that look - you haven't slept in a few days, as far as I know you haven't eaten for said few days. And on top of all that, you look like you just got the Luna knocked out of you." Pinkie waved a hoof in the air to emphasize her point. "You need rest and a decent meal. I'm going to take you inside, and put you in bed. I don't want you leaving that bed unless Nurse Pinkie says so." Pinkie opened the door herself and pushed Twilight inside.
"Really, Pinkie, I'll be okay."
"No ifs, ands, or buts." Pinkie pushed Twilight onto her bed and wrapped her in a blanket. "Now get some sleep. I'll go downstairs and make you something." Pinkie bounced down the stairs. Twilight sighed and rolled her eyes. Pinkie would never change.
Pinkie bounded into the kitchen, right past Spike, who was sleeping. Pinkie could understand that. She always slept for a while whenever she had a stomachache.
She peeked inside Twilight's pantry. Donuts! Perfect! The best pick-me-up this side of cupcakes, and she knew Twilight didn't like those very much. She took the box in her mouth and slid a plate onto her head. She skipped back upstairs with both items, to find an already soundly sleeping Twilight. She smiled the best she could with the box in her mouth, and placed the box and plate on Twilight's nightstand. Another trip downstairs, and Pinkie brought up a cup of coffee, placing it gently on the plate. There. She smiled victoriously.
Twilight's eyes twitched open. "Oh..." She yawned, smiling. "Thanks, Pinkie."
Pinkie wriggled into bed with Twilight, wrapping her forelegs around her. "Pinkie-" Pinkie placed a hoof over Twilight's mouth.
"Shhh. Don't fight it." Pinkie whispered. "Let it overtake you."
Twilight laughed, nuzzling Pinkie's bright curls. "This is why I love you, you goof."
"Pinkie is best goof." Pinkie murmured the best she could with her muzzle firmly stuck in Twilight's mane.
More laughter from the both of them before the two settled into a half-sleep state, their forelegs wrapped around each other. Twilight recalled a sentence in a romance novel she had read at one point.
"Sometimes I wonder how we ever came to be, but without you I am incomplete."
That summed them up perfectly. Pinkie was a quirky, crazy, borderline insane party pony, and Twilight was a by-the-numbers bookworm. And yet the two fit together like puzzle pieces. Organized chaos, Rarity called them sometimes as a friendly tease.
Eventually Pinkie woke herself up with her own snore. "Hm, what?" She muttered. Twilight booped her marefriend on the nose.
"Morning, Pinkie."
"Y'know, I brought up donuts." Pinkie gestured lazily to the box and mug of coffee she had set on the nightstand earlier. "If you're hungry. It's probably dinnertime, though, so if you want to save those, we can."
Twilight's stomach growled. She just realized that she hadn't eaten in ages. Taking a donut out of the box, she broke it in half, then gave one half to Pinkie.
"Best of both worlds."
"Woo!" Pinkie bit into her donut, taking her time chewing each bite, savoring the flavors. Sweets connoisseur, that was Pinkie. Twilight took much less care, devouring her half within a minute. Pinkie looked somewhat alarmed.
"I knew you were hungry, but jeez! Even I never eat my donuts that fast!"
"I'm hungry." Twilight mumbled, somewhat ashamed.
Pinkie patted Twilight. "No need to be embarrassed. I would drop dead if I didn't eat for as long as you did."
"Um, guys?" Both mares looked towards the door, where the now-awake Spike was standing. "I was going to get started on dinner, and I was wondering if you wanted me to bring some up. You two look pretty cozy."
"That would be fantastic, Spike." Twilight smiled at the baby dragon, who saluted and headed downstairs.
Pinkie raised an eyebrow. "What's with the salute?"
"It's a little joke between us. It originated from one of Spike's comics, something about Aquamare." Twilight rolled her eyes, smiling. "I love him so much."
"I feel you. The Cakes aren't even my real parents and I love them just as much as Maud." Pinkie squeezed Twilight a little tighter. "I love you just as much as I love my real parents. This old library feels more like home than home does." She sighed, her expression becoming slightly forlorn.
A crazy idea popped into Twilight's head. An idea that would probably end up destroying her, but it would be so worth it. "Pinkie Pie?"
"What is it?" Pinkie knew Twilight only used her full name if she really needed her attention for something serious.
"Will you move in with me?"
"Do you even have to ask?" Pinkie planted a soft, tender kiss on Twilight's forehead.
The two were silent for a while as they both considered the fastest way to transport Pinkie's party cannon to the library.
