1 month, 3 days

1 month, 3 days

Tic.

Tic.

Tic.

Tic.

Clock.

Tic.

Tic.

Tic.

Tic.

Stop it.

Tic.

Tic.

Tic.

Tic.

Daniel covers his head with one of his spare pillows, it's 5 AM and he's just woken up from a much less agonizing nightmare. Apparently the antagonizing the abomination does in his head advances his inner clock 2 hours, all the way to 7. But since it's spent significantly less time trying to break his psyche, he's left waking up early. Odd gripe to have.

"Uggghh I'm so bored."

Tic.

Tic.

Tic.

He glares at the clock, thinking,

'Stop mocking me'

Tic.

Tic.

Tic.

Daniel grabs his pillow, chucking at the clock, it duly falls down and it's plastic face cracks, it continues ticking for a few seconds then ceases it's function. Well, he's going to have to pay for that later. Later. He sighs, continuing his morning routine of staring at the ceiling. Beige. How...beige. Maybe a dark egg white. No? Maybe quartz. Daniel starts humming, looking out of the window from his bed, seeing the hills way in the distance. The sun -just- begins to peak over the hills, reminding him of Twilight's explanation of the Princess. Celestia is it? He's still astounded she's able to raise the sun, even with that unicorn magic of theirs, it seems impossible. He sighs.

Land of magical ponies, right. How could he forget? He's gone a bit far from that phase, in the beginning he felt like he must have still been dreaming, but as the weeks went by it was more and more evident this is as real as it gets. Pegasi, Unicorns, Alicorns as Twilight has taught him about, and much more. Dragons, magical creatures, mythical creatures, it seems amazing but he hasn't had a chance to explore the world. He's been pent up in Ponyville of his own doing, he takes solace here, it sort of feels like home; aside from his temporary one that's just a remodeled family home. Suddenly, a knock on the patient door, through the tinted glass he can see a vivid purple tail. Daniel says out loud,

"Come in!" Is Twilight, she leans in from the doorway,

"Morning Dan." She seems cheery to call him that, she explains why in her tone,

"Guess who came to visit?" Daniel remarks playfully,

"A repair pony to fix the clock?"

"It's P- wait, what?" She looks confused, looking down at the clock by her hooves she raises her eyebrow with passive anger, asking,

"Wha- did you break the clock??" She's nudged, she continues after being distracted,

"Ahem, uh, no. It's P-" a familiar looking pink pony slides out from the door, sliding on her stomach to beside his bed,

"It's Pink- ow, ow!" She feels her head, wincing a little. Daniel looks happy but confused, extending his right arm down to her, asking,

"Pinkie, are you alright?" She stands up on 3 legs, holding her head with her left hoof,

"Mhm, I still got a..nnn..hang ov-..!" she looks at him, suddenly overjoyed and tightly grips his arm, nuzzling into his forearm. Twilight says while walking over,

"Told you she'd be happy and...err, you know." Pinkie silently squeals, not giving up her grip. Daniel feels force to say,

"Pinkie, you can sto-" She seems to take the hint, albeit in the wrong way. She lets go of his arm and instead hugs his head, overjoyed again to nuzzle his face, she squeals a little harder and Daniel's met with a face full of her messy mane. He tries to gently pry her off, to no avail. Twilight rolls her eyes, trying to ignore their apparent way of showing affection towards each other and looks away respectfully. He mutters, trying not to accidentally breathe her hair in,

"P-Pinkie."

She hums,

"Hmm?~"

"I-I can't breathe.."

"Mmm.."

She doesn't budge. Faced with a lungful of fluffy Pinkie mane, he does the only thing he knows, he moves his hand along her neck and moves his fingers to behind her ear. Scritch scratch. Her ear flicks, so does her tail, she makes some odd noises like the night before,

"N-Nnn..ahh..mmm.."

Twilight hears Pinkie makes the noises. Seeing Pinkie clustered near his head and blanketed with her mane, his hand behind her head, she does the most sensible thing and assumes what she thinks she's seeing. She thinks to herself,

'O-Oh sweet Celestia they're kissing. Uh, uh, uh, uhhh!'

She panics, ducking down and crawls towards the door, a little flustered at the sight and tries to get outside of this situation. After Twilight exits the room, Daniel finally manages to get Pinkie to let go as she focuses solely on the pleasure spot behind her ear. Her hooves on the bed, she tilts her head slowly but surely to the right, her eyes relax and she bites her lip. She says in her old sultry tone,

"M-Mmmnn...Danny~" he stops scratching behind her ears, she stares at him with those lustful bedroom eyes. He playfully rubs his nose on Pinkie's, saying,

"Boop."

She leaves her sultry bedroom eyes aside, she plays their game, nuzzling him back,

"Boop!"

Nuzzle.

"Boop."

Nuzzle.

"Boop!~"

This goes on for several minutes, before Pinkie resumes hugging his head and decidedly nuzzling has cheeks again. She says.

"Oh, I missed you Danny~" He sighs, appreciating her words and the fact that he can't breathe again, saying,

"I missed you too Pinkie." He scratches her ear once, she lets go for a moment and gestures over to her hair, he grasps his neck and makes a silly choking motion. She giggles, saying,

"Oh, yeah. Heh~ I just got out from jail, I didn't have time to fix my mane. She eases off his neck, elbows still on the bed, she pats down her mane and tries to straighten it out. Still ever fluffy, but is more confined now. This time he takes her in and grabs her head, holding her cheek to cheek, feeling her thing fur against his skin.

"Aw~" she returns it with another nuzzles, but she looks a bit more serious as she asks,

"So, uhm, how'd the surgery go." Daniel's caught off guard, answering,

"Oh. Well the doctors said I'm under medical watch for a few weeks. They want to see if I heal up properly so I'm going to...be here for a while." She looks sad, asking,

"Oh, does that mean you can't go out..?" He answers,

"I assume so. I'm not even supposed to walk for a week, they want to wait until this-" he gestures over to his stomach, "-starts to heal properly." She looks to his stomach, curiously asking,

"How bad is it?" Looking back at the area, he realizes he hasn't even seen the stitches or how the wound looks. He answers her honestly,

"I don't know, I kind of don't want to look." He continues, "I can't anyway, but it definitely still hurts. It's still kind of fresh."

He moves his hand over the area, applying a little bit of pressure, it stings and he winces. Pinkie holds his arm, her eyes convey that she doesn't need to see it. She gets a bit more personal,

"I-I actually didn't know if I..did that, you know." Daniel looks to her, a little confused by that statement. She continues,

"You know we..uhm, drank a little." A little? Pinkie, you two drank an entire bottle. Daniel remarks with a small smile,

"Pinkie, we drank a bottle of cider, which you apparently didn't know was alcoholic. Little does not begin to cover it." She rubs the back of her neck with her hoof, explaining,

"Yeah, that was..my bad. I don't know what to look for in bottled cider, which ones alcoholic and which ones aren't." Probably the ones that say they contain alcohol. Daniel pets her head, which she seems to enjoy very much, saying,

"It was a nice night with you Pinkie, regardless of the...well, end bit." He smiles, adding on,

"I'd love to go do something with you again later, -" She warmly smiles, he unexpectedly adds on again,

"- if the doctors weren't so worried that my stomach would explode." Her smile immediately dies down, her ears flop and she looks a little sad.

Wrong choice of words. Daniel tries to retract,

"I-I'm kidding Pinkie, my guts not going to explode." He hopes. "I'm just trying to say I'd love to go somewhere with you again, but I can't for at least a week." She tries to brighten up a little, comforting him,

"At least you're okay now." She lovingly rubs her nose against his once more, he asks,

"Was your 'incarceration' time a bad one?" She answers,

"Besides no contact with anyone, it was a little..short." She cracks up once, it's clearly a little shocking for her to have be there, he tries not to press the subject and asks another question,

"How'd the Cakes take our little slumber party?" Pinkie stays in the previous similar tone, explaining,

"Uhm..yeeaah..they're never letting you spend the night again." ...well. Bummer. Daniel remarks,

"That seems a little harsh." Pinkie speaks seriously,

"You were stabbed in their store with one of their deluxe cake cutting knives, they took -that- harsh." Who the heck manufactures cake cutting knives that sharp? Daniel simply says,

"Alright, point taken." Pinkie looks a little sad, having to admit it to him. Daniel moves his hand to her cheek, she blushes lightly, staring at him patiently as he says,

"Well there's always a Daniel sleepover." She perks right back up, he duly asks,

"Pinkie, when the hospital releases me from medical watch, do you want to come over for a-" She immediately hugs his neck, at least he can breathe this time as she does it. Pinkie nuzzles into his neck, he feels something wet. Is she? Daniel's not sure how to react, she suddenly says muffled in his shirt collar,

"M-Mhm! Phy lophe shu!~"

Did he hear that correctly?

She moves her head away, composing herself, she has a tear in her eye; Daniel promptly wipes it away with his finger. She says,

"I'd love to~" A quick nuzzle on each other's noses and it's settled, though he doesn't know when that'd be, he can certainly hope it's soon.

1 month, 1 week

1 month, 1 week

Walking with a heavily modified cane walker, Daniel slowly starts to walk, his legs buckle but he manages to keep himself upright for a few seconds as he works his way down the hallway. A white nurse pony with a light hued pink mane stands by should he fall, Pinkie stands at the end of the hallway, snickering.

"Twilight, Dashie, look! Daniel looks like an old pony!~" She snickers and falls over laughing, Rainbow Dash joining in on the laughter. Twilight tries to ignore their immaturity, yelling out,

"Come on, you can do it!" With their demoralizing laughter?

Daniel sighs, grudgingly taking steps forwards. His stomach is hurting less and less, but he still can't bend over without wincing, or without looking like an old man to Pinkie. Oi vey!

1 month, 2 weeks

1 month, 2 weeks

Daniel speed walks outside of the hospital, in new clothes Rarity has tailored for him, his old clothes were worn out and she found this as a suitable challenge. In a stiff, but fitting jogging suit, he speed walks alongside Pinkie, herself encouraging but playfully hopping ahead of him. She says,

"Come on, you gotta push yourself!" Twilight yells from the benches in front,

"Pinkie, give it a rest! Let him walk at his own pace and-" Daniel briefly bolts toward Pinkie, she looks surprised and scared,

"D-Danny I was just kidding, you don't have to if you don- whaaa!" he picks her up by her armpits and holds her up, smiling. He playfully remarks,

"Boop." She smiles, nuzzling his nose in return with a light blush.

Twilight smiles in the background, surprised at his dedication. Fluttershy looks out from her own hospital window, seeing him hold up Pinkie and walking. With a bitter smile, she's glad to see him walking..with Pinkie. Encouraged. By -her-.

1 month, 3 weeks

1 month, 3 weeks

"Aww, why nooot?" She sounds disappointed. Twilight explains for Daniel,

"He's got to go for examination Pinkie, this is what he's been waiting for." Daniel explains,

"It's not like it's like a private thing, she can come with Twilight." Twilight explains further,

"It's a -full- body examination." Right. No clothes. Scratch that. Daniels explains,

"I'll be back soon, I promise." Pinkie smiles, asking a golden question,

"For a 'Daniel Sleepover' ?" Twilight rolls her eyes, they're too mushy for her liking. Daniel smiles and confirms,

"Yes, I'll be back for it." He steps on the train along with Twilight, they both wave at Pinkie as the train departs the station. Pinkie closes her eyes and smiles, saying to herself,

"He'll be back.." she sniffs happily.

Daniel feels a bit of pressure on his head as he steps inside, taking a seat beside Twilight.

"We'll see about that."

Author's Note

Warm feels? What is this madness? Urgh. Argh. Bleh. Dead. Daniel's gotten a break for now.

I felt mushy just typing all the dialogue, will continue the next chapter tomorrow morning. This one was significantly shorter, as it's meant to be a transition piece. You can interpret Daniel and Pinkie's closeness however you perceive it, I mostly meant for them to be close friends with elements of mushy c: I mean who can resist scratching the ears of this face?

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I feel compelled to..play something tonight, again will start a new one in the morning. Significantly longer one if I can help it.

Again, thank you to all who have read thus far, I feel honored with the favorites and views, I really do. It -really- helps for motivation, you have no idea!