Beep, beep, beep, beep, clonk.
“Argh…” groaned Twilight while her hand lazily draped off the alarm clock next to her bed. “It’s too early for duties…”
The pillow mushing against her face was the last bastion of defense against the onslaught of light breaking in through the outline of her bedroom window curtains. Although the room was dark, those pesky beams managed to spotlight her head in all the right angles to disturb her sleep.
“Celestia… please… just five more minutes…” whimpered Twilight as she pulled a spare pillow over the top of her head, cocooning it to enlist complete darkness once more. Though, the darkness didn’t help once the sounds of Spike cooking breakfast downstairs echoed up to her room. “Erk! Fine… I’ll get up…”
Getting up early wasn’t usually this difficult for Twilight, but today was an exception. She had been extremely busy with all her duties and chores over the last week, which had forced her to pull all-nighters to keep up with the ridiculous study schedule she constantly enforced on herself, while at the same time still tending to her friends and their problems.
“Bathroom…” mumbled Twilight in a pathetical tired and apathetic voice as she dragged her legs out of bed and onto the floor, kicking off the bed sheets to reveal her Celestia-themed jammies.
With her feet dragging against the wooden floor, shoulders slouching forward, and head lowered with almost closed eyes, she managed to slowly, but surely, get her ass out of bed and into the upper floor bathroom. She instinctively winced at the first step onto the cold tile floor. The initial adrenaline shock was just what she needed to get through the day, even if the effects were shortly lived.
“Erh… I forgot my brush in the bedroom,” groaned Twilight as she came face to face with her own reflection in the bathroom mirror. Saying her mane was a mess was an understatement, and seemingly all the brushing she did the night before going to bed was all in vain now.
“I’ll get it after I’ve brushed…” Was the conclusion she made after measuring the tiringly long distance between her and the manebrush resting on the nearest nightstand in the bedroom, being an incredible eight feet away from her.
With a wide yawn and groaning stretch, she revitalized herself just enough to get through the tedious task of brushing her teeth. One hand rose up to rummage through the cabinet while the other grabbed the perfectly perpendicularly aligned to the sink, toothpaste, and together the hands met in front of her half-lidded eyes as she gently squeezed out a line of toothpaste onto the yellow toothbrush.
“Hhmm… what do I have to do today?” asked Twilight as she thought out loud as she placed down the tooth paste and ran the toothbrush under a bit of water before brushing her teeth.
“Hhhmmm…” Her chores for the day kept on eluding her mental checklist, though she had almost expected something like that to happen after days upon days of endless chores, it was all bound to just bleed into one incoherent event after a while.
Concentration was hard to keep as even with a stretch, even with the cold floor under her feet, even while standing up, and even while brushing her teeth with slow, broad, strokes, she had difficulties keeping herself awake. Sleep deprivation was still haunting her, and the debt had not been fully paid for the last couple of nights.
“Is it today I train the Cutiemark Crusaders?” pondered Twilight, pushing the brush against the back of her row of teeth, making sure to get into the corners so everything was as clean as could be. “No… they come around the same day every week, and that’s first in two days from now…”
“Hmmm…” For a moment Twilight stopped her brushing to just let the brush dangle lazily from her mouth as she scratched the top of her head, messing up more her already bird-nest of a mane. “I don’t have anything scheduled with Mayor Mare… and, I know it’s too early in the summer for The Running of The Leaves, so that can’t be it either…”
Whichever thought popped into her head never seemed right, none of them would stick or stand out as the right chore or chores for today, and the tired frustration only made Twilight groan in annoyance as her mind began to wander to more pleasing thoughts.
“The bed looks really comfortable right now…” mumbled Twilight as she looked into her bedroom once more, contemplating to just sleeping a few more hours before going at it with her work. What’s the worst there could happen? She thought to herself, knowing that her chores would still be there afterwards, and she could surely catch up on them if she was more rested.
“I shouldn’t… I can’t let down the ponies of Ponyville…” with that statement her eyes wandered back to the sink to turn on the water and fill up a glass with water.
She took in a large gulp of water, gargling it loudly while tilting her head back. She did so for a few seconds before tilting her head forward once more so she could spit out the liquid into the sink. She repeated the action a few times before taking a big sip of water and then flushed down the rest of it to clean off the sink from any remainders of toothpaste and spit.
“Did I even make a list for my chores today?” she asked herself while putting away the toothbrush after it had been cleaned. “Oh! Spike should know whether or not I made a list for today’s chores.”
“Spike!” yelled Twilight as she dragged herself to the doorframe between the bedroom and the stairs.
“What?!” yelled Spike from downstairs, having moved over to the stairs so he could look up at her.
“Did I make a list for my chores today?”
“No…” answered Spike, staring at Twilight with a great deal of confusion. “You didn’t make a list of your chores today because we scheduled this to be your day off… Did you forget that?”
“My day off?” asked Twilight with an even more puzzled expression than Spike’s.
“Geez, you must have overworked yourself even more than I thought you did… Yes, Twilight, this is your day off. You have no chores to do at all. I thought you were going to sleep in and get some rest. I did wonder why you were up this early, .I guess you completely blanked on it huh…”
A moment of awkward silence fell on the house as Twilight stared down at Spike with her hazy half-closed eyes, and him with his bewildered gaze. And as he almost thought it was going to last forever, Twilight quickly disappeared back into the bedroom while groaning, “I’m going back to bed.”
