Chapters TwilightxPinkie, Late Night Snuggling
It was in the middle of the beautiful Luna made, starry night. The stars twinkled ever so brightly as the moon shone down on Equestria, bathing it in a moonlight glow. The wind was a gentle whisper; the world was still in sleep.
In Ponyville, the doors and houses were locked, mare and mare, stallion and mare, stallion and stallion, all slept. Snores, mumbles, and drooling escaped their mouths as they slept on.
However, in the castle of Friendship, Twilight tossed and turned in her sleep. The door kept thumping and thumping, the alicorn grabbed her pillow and blocked her ears from the sound. Couldn’t anypony get any sleep?!
THUMP!
“Argh!” The purple alicorn tossed her blanket sheet and pillow in frustration, her hair wild and spiked in the frustration of her sleep lost. Throwing herself off her bed, by laziness, the alicorn flew down her spiral staircase and flew through the corridor, grumbling, “Can’t a pony get ANY sleep without danger?”
The alicorn landed and trotted to the door, frowning; Twilight fired up her magic and creaked the door open-Only to be smothered in a pelt of pink, mumbling a yelp of surprise, Twilight Sparkle, princess of Friendship, fell on her back, to see a large pair of blue eyes, sparkling in fear.
“P-Pinkie pie?” Twilight groaned, rubbing her eyes with a hoof, “Wh-what are you doing here in the middle of the night?”
The pink pony leapt off and glanced around the castle, it was dark with shadows crawling around like a prowling panther, the only light was emitting from Twilight’s horn, “Well! I kinda went to sleep and I thought you wouldn't like being in this LARGE and LONELY Castle!” The pink mare smiled, “so the light bulb went off with a-“The hoof shot up and wrapped around a now visible weird glass object that glowed in bright yellow light.
Twilight blinked, as she watched Pinkie shake it around “Ding, ding! And I went to you!” The pink mare finished, the bulb disappearing in a pool of smoke.
The alicorn was then heaved up onto her hooves and frowned at the Element of Laughter, “Pinkie, I didn't even schedule a sleepover with you yet” She sighed, rubbing her mane down, “but seeing that you're here already-“
“Ooo! Thanks Twilight!” The mare bounced on the spot, her smile growing wider and wider.
Only for her to screech as the gust of wind let the door slam shut behind them, by surprise Twilight's magical aura fro her horn flashed and disappeared, leaving only the eyes as light, then, Twilight yelped again that night, as she felt weight on her neck. Fearing for Pinkie; Twilight used her horn, lighting up the doorway in light purple-pink aura. And next thing Twilight knew, she was on her back-legs and in her fore hooves, was Pinkie Pie, holding on the alicorn’s neck for dear life.
“It’s just a door Pinkie” The princess sighed, lifting her off with magical aura and planting her on her hooves.
“I know that! I was just ummmm testing you on your logic-thingy!” Pinkie hesitated, “Logic-thingy?” Twilight frowned, “Yup!” replied Pinkie.
The alicorn shook her head, and trotted towards the large crystal staircase, followed by a surprisingly silent Pinkie Pie. Twilight frowned; her friend was acting differently, was she ill? Or was she a Changeling? Nah-Changelings couldn't use Pinkie's rumour 'Fourth Wall Breaking' powers, Pinkie and Pinkie alone could only use that 'power'.
But the nagging thoughts made Twilight confirm some experiments, maybe temperature, so when the two came into Twilight’s room, Twilight focused her magical aura around her friend, who frowned as her mouth held a thermometer, the temperature was at the normal degree; Twilight perked an eyebrow at her pink friend.
Pinkie cocked her head at her friend, “Something wrong Twi-Twi?” She giggled, “Heh, Twi-Twi...”
“Nothing, just thought you were acting, err, well, normal ” Twilight sighed and rubbed her face with a hoof, thank Celestia Pinkie is Pinkie, the alicorn thought, “I'll set you up a spare bed”
Pinkie was released by the aura and started bouncing on her hooves, inspecting the room; Twilight rolled her eyes and smiled at her friend’s antics. She trotted towards a large cupboard and heaved it open with her aura, “Wow this Castle has everything doesn't it Twi-Twi?” Pinkie asked, Twilight sighed, “Yeah it does, shame the Golden Oaks Library had to go though, I miss it”
Pinkie pouted Twilight's heart dropped in sadness of the memory of the library house, all those brilliant books, the key of her friendship and new Princess-hood was in that lone house, “Don't worry Twilight! Golden Oaks will be remembered as the bravest library in the history of libraries!”
Twilight face-hooved, “Pinkie there is no record of brave li-“She was cut off by an excited giggle by Pinkie as she took the spare duvet covers and pillows from her magical hold.
“Thanks Twi for letting me stay with you for the night!” Pinkie smiled, setting down the duvet and pillows and rolling in the warm coverings, making her look like a cocoon, Twilight held her hoof to her mouth as she giggled at her friend.
Twilight sighed softly and smiled, “Sure thing Pinkie now-“She let out a yawn, “I'm going to bed, see you tomorrow” the alicorn finished, as she snuggled inside her own bed.
“Goodnight Twi!”
“Goodnight Pinkie”
OOOO
Now Twilight of course slept with many ponies in her bed-not by the disgust means mind you! Her brother slept with her if she had nightmares, she slept with her mother and father when a little filly, and Spike slept with her if he chose to.
Twilight, however, wasn't prepared to wake up with a different yet surprisingly working situation that night.
So when something warm snuggled and grabbed Twilight, the alicorn froze; when the eyes opened the princess glanced to her shoulder was faced to face with a peacefully sleeping Pinkie Pie. Her poofy mane near the alicorn’s nose, slightly tickling it, thankfully, and the princess held the sneeze.
The pink pony’s head was rested on her shoulder, smiling and mumbling in her sleep. Twilight blinked a few times, trying to confirm this was a dream-no it wasn't.
Ohmygosh! Pinkie on my shoulder-what do I do, what do I do? Twilight thought frantically, as she tried slipping from the earth pony’s grip, but no avail, the earth ponies, as Twilight read from her earlier years; were immensely strong when needed to.
“Pinkie!” Twilight whispered, the pink mare let out a half-mumble and half-giggle as she took Twilight in a strong hug, the alicorn gave a wheeze as the air was sucked from her, “Pinkie!” The mare whispered higher, this time higher due to panic of suffacation, the pink mare groggily opened her eyes
“Pinkie-off...now” Twilight wheezed, as black spots filled her vision, the hooves released her and Twilight gasped for breath.
“Oh my gosh! I'm so, so, so, soooooo sorry Twilight” Pinkie gasped, sitting her friend up and dashing down the stairs, seconds later, she popped up with a glass of water.
Twilight drank the entire cup and held her chest, savouring life, before turning to the wide-eyed pink earth pony, “You nearly suffocated me...by hugging” Twilight mumbled slowly, trying to make herself believe she nearly died due to a hug , oh the humiliation.
Pinkie held in a giggle, “It’s not funny!” Twilight waved a hoof, “You nearly killed an alicorn by hugging!” Pinkie couldn't hold it longer after that sentence, she fell onto her back beside the bed’s edge, laughing, "And a friend no less!" She added with a frown, trying to get some sense into Pinkie.
"Wow Twi-Twi! Y-you m-must b-be like a teddy b-bear if you can g-get you're li-life snuggled out of you!" Pinkie laughed, throwing her arms and legs frantically as she tried clutching for breath.
Twilight blushed, before shuffling the bed sheets away and getting out of bed to stand beside the laughing mare, “Why were you in my bed anyway?”
Pinkie stilled, her time to blush was on, the pink mare’s face was light scarlet, “I-...” Twilight smirked, she had her friend RIGHT where she wanted her. Then realisation hit her in the face, it could've been a prank-did Rainbow set it up? The alicorn softly glared-don't ask me, Twilight was surprised herself on how soft she can glare-at her friend on the floor.
“Don’t tell me, you wanted to prank me” Twilight huffed, rubbing her eyes with a hoof, “No!” Pinkie shot back to her hooves.
Twilight blinked, Pinkie Pie ducked her head in shame, “I used to see my mother and father comfort each other in a nightmare by cuddling in bed, Inkie and Blinkie did the same with me, s-so I thought...” Her hoof brushed against the crystal floor.
“What was it about?” Twilight asked, sitting down, followed by a sighing Pinkie, “I had a dream of you all leaving me behind! Fluttershy, Rainbow, Rarity, Applejack, you, everypony! You all said you didn't need me any more”
Isn't Pinkie the one to be laughing at the nightmares to make them go away? Twilight thought with surprise, it must be a horrible nightmare to scare her, she decided, shivering slightly.
The alicorn watched in surprise as her friend's mane started to deflate and dull, Twilight thought quickly, she didn't need a sad Pinkie; that was just going to lead to a snappy and sad friend who thinks no one needs her.
“We wouldn't do that!” Twilight shot back, eyes wide at the possibility of leaving Pinkie of all ponies behind, saying they didn't need her! “You're our friend Pinkie! We’ll never leave you!”
“You sure?” Pinkie faced the alicorn, “Pinkie Promise?”
Twilight smiled and began her gestures “Cross my heart, hope to fly-“
Pinkie smiled and followed her friend; both poked themselves in their right eyes, “Stick a cupcake in my eye”
The two mares burst into giggled, the moonlight shining through the window, bathing the room in a soft moonlight glow. Twilight sighed, her friend that was normally all optimistic and happy, nearly broke down, friendship was indeed important, but if Pinkie had it gone? Celestia forbid it, Twilight thought with a shiver on her spine of the unknown.
Twilight glanced at her large bed, a warm fuzzy feeling wrapped around the alicorn’s heart as she remembered Pinkie’s warm breath and fur as she snuggled against her, her head resting on her chest; she felt protected.
“Twilight?” Pinkie’s voice broke the princess from her thoughts; she shook her head and faced her friend.
“Yeah?”
The pink pony flicked her eyes down, “Are we still friends, even though I nearly killed you by hugging?”
Twilight giggled, “Sure Pinkie, forever” The pink pony brightened and hugged her friend gently.
“Um Twilight?” Pinkie mumbled, “Yeah?”
“Does this mean I still get to sleep with you tonight?”
Twilight rolled her eyes and shook her head, smiling, “Sure, but only one night okay?”
Pinkie smiled, she shot up and bounced on her hooves, “Okay!”
The two ponies got into the large bed, Twilight smiled thoughtfully to herself as Pinkie’s head nuzzled against her chest; the two ponies wrapped themselves in a warm hug. The covers covered them up, but the both of them heard the hearts of each other thundering.
The two mares closed their eyes and slept.
OOOO
Spike sipped at his hot chocolate, musing on the long well-remembered shenanigans of the first night of many where Twilight Sparkle and Pinkamena Diane Pie would snuggle and sleep together, Spike welled in pride thoughtfully, and he was getting better at sneaking around, especially when in a large castle you've got loads of room to hide in.
So after that night when he decided to go to bed Spike was surprised, Pinkie Pie and Twilight! What a weird yet fitting combination! Spike found them together that next morning, snuggling into each other in bed. To be honest, the small dragon was happy for his big-sister. The alicorn and earth pony both seemed to be happy as well.
So when the next night came, Pinkie Pie came again, and the next night, and the next night. This continued and now Spike is sitting on the Friendship Castle porch with hot chocolate; Pinkie’s gift, and musing on the relationship between Twilight Sparkle and Pinkamena Diane Pie.
Winter Wrap Up was near, and the couple were excited, heck even Spike was excited, but in another way, he was excited at the thought of a auntie-Or would it be another sister?
“Heh, another Bachelor Party will be on the way” Spike chuckled, before frowning thoughtfully, “Or would it be Bachelorette Party?”
He stared at the cloudy sky above, snowflakes falling down, the dragon smiled.
And far, far away, Discord frowned and stared at Celestia, who was casually sipping her tea, “You sneaky pony” The Ex-God of Chaos smirked.
Celestia perked an eyebrow, “By what means of sneaky?” She smirked slyly, Discord stuck his tongue out, sipping at his glass drink.
Author's Note
Again, I regret nothing.
O Celestia U Shipper
Plus I need a damn Editor soon *sigh*
DiscordxCelestia, Language Of Flowers
It all started when her faithful student defeated another evil, the batch of flowers were presented to her, by none other than her once enemy; Discord, Spirit of Disharmony.
The batch of flowers was made out of sunflowers and lilies, bright colours that made the Princess of the Sun smile softly. Discord, the spirit, was a master of chaos, she knew that. But, the celestial alicorn remembered the talk between Twilight and Discord after the fight, the agreed treaty, for Fluttershy’s sake.
The spirit valued friendship with that pegasus, and if it was to go away, what else was the spirit to live for? So, Celestia decided, she forgiven her sister’s evil sins, she can forgive another. So she forgave the spirit and smiled as she took hold of the flowers in her magical aura. The sunflowers were bright as the sun; the lilies were mixtures of sunset red and dawn orange. The alicorn watched as the spirit walked away, a smile on his jaws.
And Celestia couldn’t help but smile at the spirit’s helpful energy afterwards. The spirit must've given her the flowers for gratitude of her forgiveness, but she couldn't help but gaze upon them, still in her magical hold.
Sunflowers mean Hope and Longevity, Lilies mean Friendship and Devotion.
Celestia nuzzled the flowers and watch her fellow ponies break into a song of joyful triumph, but the alicorn kept smiling as she scented the small fragrance of chocolate milk and soap within the batches of flowers.
OOOO
Then, the flowers came again, the spirit always objected, saying she wasn’t her type, but she knew, beneath that sly forked tongue of his, he knew something.
It was a Monday, and the sun was high in Equestria, Celestia had a morning breakfast with her sister; Luna, Princess of the Moon, and discussed on the morning and night festivals upcoming. So, after the breakfast, and seeing her sister goodbye, Celestia walked into her royal room to find a large glass vase filled with snowdrops mixed with violets.
Violets mean Royalty and Power, Bluebells mean Gratitude and-
Celestia harnessed the vase with the bright violet and ocean blue flowers, her eyes gazed at the flowers thoughtfully.
Everlasting love,
I think I shall pay Discord a visit today, Celestia mused, placing her vase down onto her table and walking out of her dorm, cancelling her appointments with Blueblood.
She walked down the corridor, her mane and tail flowing in the small soft air, the light of her sun burned through the window, the sparkles flying from her wavy mane.
The Princess soon entered the outside and followed her guards observing of the spirit, saying that he went to the kitchen, stole a few cupcakes, he went to the library; caused the librarian a fright when he came in, all ragged and torn, as if a Timberwolf caught him.
Celestia chuckled when her guards reported that Discord also started picking flowers, gazing at them and chuckling them aside, the alicorn’s musings were correct. So, like anypony would guess, she found the spirit in the last place he would be at.
Chaos in reverse, always worked when you’ve got a overly excited and ironic chaos figure called Discord, in Celestia’s opinion.
The white alicorn soon found the Disharmony spirit in the Canterlot gardens, casually sipping at a curly dark blue straw, making the grass go red and green. He wore a Hawaii shirt and a large sombrero on his head.
“Enjoying my sun, Discord?” Celestia called, a small smirk on her face, the spirit turned and lifted the large sunglasses from his eyes, bright-yellow-red eyes gazed at the alicorn thoughtfully.
“Why else? There is nothing else to be amused at, no fights, peace, terribly boring stuff Celly.” The spirit shrugged, sipping at his straw again.
Celestia rolled her eyes and gave a sigh, walking up she stared at the floating sun-bed Discord laid upon, “My guards have said you have been messing around with the librarian, she asked for a pay-rise ,” The alicorn narrowed her eyes, “mind telling me about it?”
“Well, I did give her a fright after I told her to get either a pay-rise, or a haunting of her remaining years.” Discord casually shrugged.
“You will have to apologised to the poor mare, otherwise Fluttershy will hear of this.” Celestia smiled in triumph as she watched the sun-bed vanish in a flash and the chaotic being standing on his mix-matched legs, crossing his arms in annoyance.
“Fine, fine,” The being sighed, “you never get the meaning of fun, Celly, you’re always to serious.”
Celestia perked an eyebrow, “Serious?”
“Besides that you have an addicting food urge of cake and you suck at chess, besides those, you are indeed; boring,” Discord replied with a snort, “I'll go apologize to the mare then, ta-ta!” The being snapped his talons and opened the door and walked inside.
OOOO
That night, as she lowered the sun to make way her sister’s beautiful moon and starry night, Celestia returned to her quarters for rest, only to find another batch of flowers, but these flowers, Celestia, wisest of all, the mentor of the most powerful newly-alicorn pony, did not know the meaning of these flowers. The flowers was a pair of Crocus flowers, the dark purple made Celestia think of her student; Twilight Sparkle. The flowers were laid on her drawer in her room; the window covered in her other flower gifts of the previous days and night.
Call Celestia paranoid if you want, but she was indeed, paranoid, old habits die hard, after being nearly killed by a Changeling and trapped in Tartarus, Celestia would like to take things slow.
So indeed, she was, paranoid, like that incident when no cake was in the kitchen, leading to an angry flaming alicorn demanding strawberry villain forest cake.
Drastic times were upfront, and Celestia had called the guards to retrieve Cadence immediately. The alicorn of Love came a few hours later, when dawn was near in the orange and red painted sky.
“Auntie,” Cadence called, gazing at her aunt, standing on the balcony, the door was far open from the corridor she walked from, gazing at the rising sun “Auntie, are you alright?”
“Did you explode the kitchen again? I told you if they don’t have any cak-“Cadence was cut off as Celestia turned and placed a hoof onto the younger alicorn’s shoulder.
“I have been...Busy with some actions, follow,” Celestia turned and walked across her room, a concern and curious Cadence behind her.
Cadence frowned as she stared at the drawer and the large widow on top, showing the dawn-light sky, flowers circled around the window, bluebells, violets, sunflowers, and lilies. And on the drawers were a pair of Lotus flowers, Cadence perked her eyebrows up as she stared at the pair of flowers, she turned to face her auntie, the celestial alicorn’s.
“I found these on my bed, I don’t know the meaning of these flowers, so I requested y-“Her auntie began.
Cadence let out a giggle, “You don’t know that these flowers have different meanings? These are Crocus flowers auntie; I’m surprised you don’t know about these ones.”
She watched as her auntie blink, staring at the pair of dark purple flowers. Cadence counted the seconds for her aunt to process the new information.
“Crocus Flowers...Me-damnit,” Cadence rolled her eyes playfully as she watched her auntie face-hoof.
“They meannnn?” Cadence perked and lowered her eyes in a somewhat curious way.
“They mean foresight,” Cadence nodded, Celestia’s eyebrows inched close in concentration.
“Foresighttttttt? Who did a second actionnnnnnnnnnn many centuries ago before I was bornnnnnnnnnn ?” Cadence slurred on the words, almost begging for her auntie to read a book, didn’t the alicorn know this?
I am the alicorn of Love, Cadence reminded herself guilty, no wonder Auntie would need me for this.
Cadence watched with surprise as her Auntie froze, as the pink alicorn inched forward, the white alicorn shot out her wings, her mane lighting.
“I have to go now...Thank you Cadence.”
The alicorn then turned and walked to the balcony, flapping her dove-like wings she flew into the sky, Cadence sighed,“I'll go get the notepaper.”
Add some boxes too.
“Su-Wait what?” Cadence glanced around, frowning.
I said nothing.
Cadence shook her head, “I must be losing my mind,” She sighed, “I shouldn’t have eaten those pies on the train ride anyway."
OOOO
Discord stared at the staring alicorn right in his face, her pinkish eyes boring into his yellow-red ones.
Discord was originally alone, he with a pair of slippers and a nightgown, growing a literal coffee tree and sipping at his cup, relishing in the dawn. Or was trying to, until Celestia came out of nowhere and demanded him to talk to her. The pair was alone in the Canterlot Gardens, ironic, by the look on Celestia’s face, he was going to either be stoned again, or killed.At least I had a few good pranks , “Well! Let me get me get dressed for proper death and-“
The lips pecked on Discord’s cheek, the face of the spirit exploded into scarlet, his ears lowered, the alicorn stared at him, and the spirit stared back.
“You got my flowers then?” The spirit smirked, crossing his arms, the alicorn chuckled.
“That I did.”
Author's Note
For a request
DerpyHoovesxDoctorHooves, Braiding
He always wondered how such a creature like him deserved an innocent and brave pony like her; they were friends after all, but throughout all the adventures, travelling around time and space in the TARDIS, he always wondered why she always helped.
She was beautiful after all, many of his companions were, but like all gifts and blessings in his long life, they always forgot, or died, or couldn't remember him. And he suffered for it.
The Doctor always wondered how soft Derpy’s mane would feel like, trailing between his hooves, was it soft like a pillow? The colours of the flowing mane were bright yellow, like the sunflowers he recalled back at Earth.
The same colour eyes stared at his own blue ones; he often wondered how one of those beautiful sunny yellow eyes always looked away, the opposite way. But the mare didn't mind, in fact, she walked in pride with it.
And when he bumped into her, that day, he knew despite a new adventure, new body and the annoyance of no ginger mane or even tail, he knew that Ditzy Derpy Hooves was the most beautiful and bravest mare he’d ever see in a pony.
OOOO
“Phew! That was a close eh Doctor?” The voices of his companion; Derpy, made the Doctor chuckle, sipping at the tea cup between his hooves, the warm liquid made him sigh.
The two companions were in the TARDIS, sitting on the bronze step; both held a cup of tea or coffee, drenched in rain water from the stormy clouds outside from the warm dry TARDIS. The two ponies were lucky to have not been running in the full power of the storm, but were still drenched.
“Aye Derpy! Shame our umbrella flew away,” The Doctor sighed, “May it be at peace.” He brightened up as his companion giggled, hiding her smile in the cup.
“At least it survived the longest than our toaster, remember when Twilight blew it up when we coincidently helped Discord prank her?” Derpy’s smile grew wider and wider.
It was still funny even though you think of the Princess of Magic might’ve killed you there and then.
And it still was.
The Doctor hummed a thoughtful tune as he took his cup and placed it back in the picnic box Derpy had prepared for the day, they were scheduled with a picnic. Dinky was at a sleepover with the ‘Cutie Mark Crusaders’ and Sparkler was with her friends Flitter and Glitter.
So that left The Doctor and Derpy alone for a great picnic in the sunny sky of Equestria, only they forgot the day was scheduled for rain, and the bright purple and red umbrella was lost in the stormy wind of that rainy day.
So there they were, sitting in the TARDIS, sipping at tea and coffee, munching of cucumber and sunflower sandwiches, drying up from the soggy rain.
The Doctor frowned as he stared at his companion, throwing her mane upwards, it was ragged, and it’s soft-rugged? Thick?-yellow colours was dimmed by the rain, the mane was spiked, ruffled, torn and somewhat a large spiky hedgehog.
“Is you’re mane bothering you my dear?” The Doctor asked, frowning, the grey pegasus blushed.
“Y-yeah but you don’t have to bother Doctor; I’ll fix it up when I get back home” Derpy waved a hoof dismissively.
“Nonsense! I’ll brush and tie it all up!” The Doctor smiled, getting up and trotting to the far-side of the TARDIS, few boxes from previous adventures lay scattered, the stallion nosed the boxes aside and drew out a few bands.
He threw boxes, papers, books aside to find a large worn brush, brownish grey coloured, ironic , the Doctor thought, a grey mare and a brown stallion and this brush is the mixture ; he trotted them back with them in his mouth, and placed them beside the sitting mare. He sat down behind her and took out the brush and began smoothing down the locks of golden hair. It was soft, like he always imagined golden rivers of yellow through his hooves; he hummed a cheerful tune to himself as he brushed away the knots in his companion’s mane.
The mane was soon smooth, and the stallion hooked the bands in his hoof and began brushing and tying the mane up, separating locks and tying them up in spirals, the braid soon took form, a familiar braid from the Earth fantasy books. A girl with long golden hair that was all he remembered, to busy saving and meeting new people and planets.
“Doctor?” Derpy broke him from his thoughts.
“Yes Derpy?” The Doctor removed his hooves, his blue eyes narrowed in a frown.
“Can I braid you’re hair too?” Derpy asked, glancing at the Doctor with that small sweet smile, the stallion chuckled, “Sure, but no silly mohawks please” The stallion sat down.
The grey pegasus took the brush and the spare bands the Doctor gathered, she began brushing through his ragged and spiked mane, the Doctor winched slightly while Derpy made hasty apologises. A few minutes passed by, but the Doctor wanted it to be like this forever, grey hooves brushing and playing with his ragged hair, a warm feeling of peace in his heart, he sighed a few times, the grey pegasus noticed his relaxing and giggled at the Doctor as he laid his head on the pegasus's chest.
The hair was tied up, and the Doctor found himself with a mohawk, “You sneaky little pegasus you” The Doctor teased his companion, who shrugged with a snigger.
The blessing of feeling those golden locks was like a dream, a dream he never wanted to wake up from, and the two sat in the TARDIS, discussing stories and adventures of their lives.
The plat braid of Derpy’s hair flowed down like the golden river, while the Doctor’s new hair spiked up like a mountain. The imagination ran wild as the Doctor imagined a tall rocky mountain, grey and spiked, hidden with secrets and many adventures to be made. And within that mountain ran a river of gold, beauty inside the relishing river.
The two soon leant on each other, they’re hair mixing together like paint, and the two sat side by side together. There was no words to be told, they loved each other, and they relished in they’re embraces.
Author's Note
*Flips table*
DSVC;DKFJV FBIFRGB BRAIDS ARE THE BEST OKAY?
*Backflips into volcano*
IDFJVNDFBPVBGFIUBRO BRG
I REGRET NOTHINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
PinkiePiexApplejack, Admire
It was a scorching day.
The sun was high on the Equestrian sky; no clouds were in sight, the rich green forest known as Sweet Apple Acers bathed in the strong sunlight glow. The trees were strong, the rich green leaves swayed in the gentle breeze, the strong bark and roots firmly held the earth to keep steady. The trees as well, towered over the emerald green grass below, casting soft shadows.
Within the orchard, was a mare, of orange fur and blond mane and tail, a large stetson firmly planted on her blond mane, sweat rolled down her head. She occasionally whipped her brow from the droplets sliding down.
The mare bucked the strong trees, apples falling down into a large awaiting bucket, apples of green, and red. The mare hoisted the bucket onto her back as she trekked through the apple forest. She didn’t go long, since a large flash of pink and the mare stumbled back as she saw another mare, pink and darker pink with bright sky blue eyes.
“Hiya Applejack!” Pinkie Pie smiled, hopping around the farm-mare, Applejack chuckled at her friend’s antics, “Mornin’ sugarcube.” the farm-mare replied.
“What’cya doing?” Pinkie asked, Applejack smiled and started walking onwards throughout the forest with Pinkie hopping beside her, “Just gettin’ these apples back to Granny Smith fer apple-pie bakin’.” She replied.
“Can I help?” Pinkie asked, Applejack halted and frowned at the Element of Laughter, this was new, “Haven’t yeh got party plannin’ today?” Applejack questioned.
“Nope!”
“Balloon makin’?”
“Nope!”
“Cake makin’ with the Cake Twins?”
“Nu-huh!”
“Prankin’ Rarity?”
“Nope! Rainbow is doing that today!”
“Huh, well then,” Applejack turned back to the little red barn and house on the horizion, “seems that yeh ain’t got work today, yeh can come.”
In return, Pinkie Pie let out a squeal and raced away, leaving a dust-cloud. Applejack coughed and waved the dust aside, before eyes widened as she stared at the now chef dressed Pinkie Pie, a large white top hat on her bright pink mane.
“Like it?” The pink mare asked the blinking farm-mare, “Ah’m yeah sugarcube but-“
“I got it from an exchange with Cheesy; I gave him a large curly moustache” Pinkie cut in, bouncing on the spot in excitement.
On the way, Applejack was sort of blessed and cursed with the millions of words from Pinkie’s mouth.
OOOO
Pinkie always knew from the moment Applejack saved Twilight from falling from that cliff many months ago, that Applejack was brave and true.
Call it a silly crush if you like, the mare was beautiful on the inside, she was honest, strong-willed, and a little-teeny-weeny proud, but Pinkie didn’t mind, she liked Applejack that way. But in which way, love or admiring?
Pinkie always thought love came from the heart, not the stomach, so when she thought she was going to die-yes, even she can be afraid of dying without finishing her bucket list,-she stared at the creature of her fears; Tirek.
Twilight never knew, but when the magic from Pinkie was gone, gone, she felt like an empty vessel, locked away in darkness, never to see light. She couldn’t speak, hear or even see proper.
But then she heard Applejack’s voice, and that made the stomach flutter, she heard only that voice, and from that voice, she could hear others. Applejack never knew-of course she wouldn’t! She’s not a mind reader!-but Pinkie never needed her to know.
She’ll always help Applejack, even though it might look a bit suspicious, but she knew everypony shrugs it off like nothing saying ‘It’s just Pinkie Pie being Pinkie Pie’, but she knew Applejack saw her. Saw through those little barriers, she could detect her stealing of cookies for Celestia’s sake!
And Pinkie admired that mare for that, for being strong, for not backing down at both Tirek and other meanie ponies and creatures! Those green eyes, fogged after the magic was sucked out, never fazed they’re strong-willed emotion to stand for what was right.
And will forever, and one-day, she’ll tell.
But now? It’s her little secret. A secret of admiring a certain Element of Honesty, a mare of strong-will, a mare of emerald green eyes, the colour of the bright sunset orange of her frosting cakes.
OOOO
The entire kitchen was made in white flour, Pinkie Pie sat down, giggling, and Applejack beside her was chuckling as she grabbed a kitchen cloth and began cleaning the table. The pink mare shot to her hooves and grabbed a mop and bucket, humming a cheerful tune; she skidded across the floor, water whipping the flour away.
Applejack glanced at Pinkie Pie, and the pink mare smiled, before sliding across the floor, sparkles following her as she skidded across like a skateboard, only she was skating on a mop and bucket.
Applejack finally cleaned the table and turned only to face a clean kitchen and a smiling flour coated pink mare.
“Sugarcube yeh got a bit off...Ah’m flour everywhere.” Applejack told Pinkie, gesturing the entire mare, trying to hold in a laugh, Pinkie giggled.
“Wooooo~!” Pinkie mimicked a ghost, waving her flour-white hooves towards the mare, who laughed and batted them away; Pinkie’s smile couldn’t get wider.
“C’mon let’s make an apple pie, but before that,” Applejack encouraged, picking up a sponge from the kitchen cupboards and dunking it in the water bucket, “let’s git yeh cleaned up-“
“NEVER, YOU’LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVEEEEEE!” Pinkie yelled, shooting into the Apple Family corridor, white flour specks falling onto the floor.
Applejack gave the chase, “Yeh not runnin’ from meh Pinkiamenia Diane Pie!” Pinkie glanced at the running mare, sponge in mouth, her powerful legs strumming against the wooden floors, Pinkie smiled as she heard the golden laughter from the southern mare, it was a beautiful sound, and the butterflies flew up.
The pink mare entered the living room, she shoved the fluttering butterflies down and focused on her little chase, and launched herself out of the living room window, Apple Bloom, who sat on the couch just below, blinked and turned to her friends, Sweetie Bell frowned and Scootaloo shrugged, the three fillies watched as Applejack turned from the corridor and skidded, running into the living room, the orange mare came in and soared into the window.
The sunlight smashed against Pinkie’s eyes, but she giggled and half-ran, half-hopped across the emerald green grass, but when Applejack leapt and landed just inches from her floured tail, the pink mare broke into a full gallop. Pinkie ran faster and faster, Applejack close on her heels, narrowed emerald green eyes and widened sky blue eyes were on the faces of the two.
Then, the chase was over, as Pinkie tripped and landed face-first into the emerald green grass, Applejack pinned her down and placed the sponge in her hooves, scrubbing the white flour from Pinkie’s coat.
“Yeh lucky this flour didn’t dry up quickly in the house than in the sunlight, otherwise ah’ll be grabbin’ a sand paper, and believe meh, that would hurt.” Applejack joked, Pinkie blinked and snorted in laughter.
The two mares sat in the outskirts of the Sweet Apple Acres and were lucky enough to sit in the weak shadows of the trees that stood. Pinkie hummed a merrily tune to herself as she relaxed in Applejack’s grip.
She said she'll always admire Applejack in secret, and one day, when the time is right, she’ll tell the mare of her warm feelings around her.
But that doesn't mean she can’t secretly court her, after all, she is Pinkie Pie.
“Suppose we better git back to the house and make that pie” Applejack suggested, Pinkie checked her entire figure, her white chef clothing was in perfect shape, a bit wet. But her fur and mane was now her normal pink colours.
“Yup! Adventure Applejack!”
And the two mares walked back, one a secretly courting mare, and one an oblivious courted mare.
Author's Note
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*Flips table*
YES, PINKIE IS COURTING APPLEJACK AND APPLEJACK IS OBLIVIOUS!
*Blows up anti-bronies with bazuca*
I JUST LOVE THESE TWO, THEY ARE LITTLE PUPPIES, VKJEBFIPVERBB GTHN
-Beeeeeeepppppp-
