The Matchmaker Game

Pinkie Pie bounced along, as she most always did, but on that particular day the bounces were different.  Not just any average pony would be able to tell, seeing as Pinkie was the sole individual able to speak bounce-talk.  Today the boings and plops played out in a more mischievous manner, as if she didn’t want anypony to see her.  It was as if a simple glance at her pink face could reveal the dark and secretive thoughts she was thinking.  She did something she only did at very important times – she avoided her five best best best friends at all costs.  She didn’t know if she could manage to get to the Everfree Forest without stumbling upon her friends, but her Pinkie Sense was keen, and she was able to pull herself into the depths of the wood.

“Dah da dah,” she hummed to herself as she sat twitching on a stump in her favorite clearing.  She could never sit still, the feat was simply impossible for her to even try – which she didn’t plan to do in the first place.  She was playing a sort of game inside her hideously impenetrable thoughts, something that had struck her that morning.  She thought of it as the ‘Match Maker Game,’ and it had no rules.  The point of the game was to fit the rest of the Mane Six with their best match, and it was juicy.  “Now who would Rainbow Dash fit best with?” she mused.  “I know!” she said, placing together mental pictures of the pair in her head with the others.  She knew that her friends wouldn’t even ponder the idea of dating another mare – in their minds it was okay for others, but not okay for themselves.  Pinkie being Pinkie, didn’t care either way.  She was fond of both mares and stallions, and was loose with the rules once it came to a relationship.

But who wouldn’t expect as much from Pinkie Pie?

“AHA!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed.  “I know what I’ll do,” she laughed maliciously, “I’ll just have to get them to like their match!”  She bounced up and headed off to do her less than innocent work.

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“Now, the Rainbow Dash coupling will be hardest to take root.  They’ll be my mane priority in the Match Maker Game,” Pinkie Pie said as she crouched in the bushes by the edge of Everfree.  Her face was decorated with needless mud and twigs, with a black line under each eye.  She meant business.  She saw a plan take form in her mind, and hurried past her most studious friend.  Secrecy wasn’t a problem; Twilight Sparkle had her muzzle down into a book.  She noticed Rainbow Dash fly through the sky as if she were waiting for Pinkie’s cue.  Pinkie herself was bouncing higher and higher until she made it easily onto the roof of her own bakery.  Rainbow Dash saw her, with her odd garb, and swooped down to land beside her, the edge of the low roof at her back.  It was thankfully the lowest part of Pinkie’s roof, which made this plan safer than most.  “Hay Rainbow Dash!” she smiled widely.  Rainbow smiled back, a bit breathless from her previous cloud duty.

“Hi Pinkie Pie,” she said nonchalantly with a swoop of her multicolored mane.  Pinkie started to walk towards her, and fake tripped on something on the roof, falling against Rainbow and pushing her over the edge of the roof.  Rainbow yelled out, but quickly righted herself.  She wasn’t fast enough to unfurl her wings though, and knocked painfully into another pony, taking it down with her.  She was glad for the cushiony belly that broke her fall, but the poor mare beneath her groaned.  Rainbow looked up into the face of her best friend, Twilight Sparkle.  Rainbow shook her head and realized with a fair amount of embarrassment that she was laying spread eagle on top of Twilight, their muzzles almost touching.  “Ah!  Sorry Twilight!” she said as she rolled off of her.  Pinkie Pie bounced down and gave a sincere sounding apology for knocking Rainbow into such an awkward situation.  It wasn’t as sincere as they were made out to be though.  Inside her mind she was cheering; the first step of her plan had been a success!

Twilight got up from the ground.  Her face was beet red and her back hurt – both reactions from Rainbow Dash’s fall.  She looked up at Pinkie Pie.  “It’s okay Pinkie, I know it was an accident, and I’m okay,” she said forgivingly.  She didn’t take it too roughly, considering it was ‘an accident.’

When Twilight got home, she thought about her horribly embarrassing contact with Rainbow Dash.  She was stuck on it, for some odd reason, even though it was nothing – or was it?  Had Rainbow purposely fallen, and Pinkie thought it was her fault?  No, she thought, and shook her head.  Rainbow certainly was NOT that way.  She passed off that silly idea.  She pondered still, but this time it was on a different side of the situation.  She actually wouldn’t have minded if it were a stallion that she had a crush on – actually, that would have been semi pleasant.  She giggled to herself and passed that notion off too.  She rubbed her eyes tiredly and got in bed sighing.

Rainbow sat at home watching T.V.  She wasn’t really listening, though, because her mind was on the incident from earlier.  She was thoroughly embarrassed, and hoped Twilight had gotten that message.  She would NEVER swing that way, especially with her.  Rainbow Dash actually didn’t like Twilight so much in the first place.  “I mean, sure, we’re friends, but if I spend too long with her I get snappy,” she said to herself.

Pinkie Pie woke up the next morning and thought up her next plan.  In seconds, she had it figured out – now all she had to do was wait until the next rainy day.

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Three days later, rain was planned to fall at precisely noon.  Rainbow had been sick the day before, and would be perfectly oblivious to that fact.  It was so amazing Pinkie squealed – yay!

“Knock knock!” Pinkie trilled outside Rainbow’s door.  She couldn’t get close enough to actually knock because she was in a hot air balloon, but luckily Rainbow got the message.

“What is it Pinkie?” she asked groggily.

“I was wondering if you could help me pick berries for my new cupcake recipe,” Pinkie replied, oddly untalkitive considering her.  Rainbow weighed the chances of having an exciting day without somepony talking her ear off, and finally caved.

“Okay, sure,” she agreed, and grabbed the hot air balloon’s rope in her teeth.  “Where to?”

Once at Pinkie’s special berry picking spot, Rainbow started working.  It was actually fun, and Pinkie held back all the chatter, leaving a steady trickle of conversation.  She ended up eating most of the berries she picked, and was having such a good time that she didn’t realize the forest was darkening as the sun’s rays were cut off by clouds.

“Pinkie, did you feel something?” Rainbow asked after awhile.  Pinkie shook her head profusely, and counted down the seconds until noon.

“THREE, TWO, ONE,” she muttered to herself.  All of the sudden, a sea of water was unleashed upon the unlucky pair.  Rainbow yelled through the down pour at Pinkie.  “We gotta get outta here!”

“I know!” she yelled back.  She made her face look like she suddenly had an idea.  “Hay, I know, let’s go to Twilight’s place!” she screeched through the sound of thunder.  She saw Rainbow nod through the pelting rain, and they struggled through the heavy onslaught towards Twilight’s house.

Twilight was broken from her book by a crazy pounding on the door.  She went to go unlock it, wondering who could be stupid enough to go out in this weather for a book.

“Why did I even wonder?” she muttered to herself when she opened the door to find her two soaking wet friends, Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash.  They stumbled through the door like blind dogs and fell onto her carpet.  She shut the door before the rain soaked everything even more than it was already.

“Thank you SO MUCH Twilight, you’re a real lifesaver,” Rainbow gasped.  She shivered in a heap on the carpet, her rainbow mane falling into her eyes.  Pinkie Pie nodded too, but seemed unshaken, and almost happy.  Twilight passed it off as her normal case of Pinkie-itis.  She immediately went to put more logs in the fire, and grabbed at least ten towels from her bathroom for them to curl up in.  She didn’t want them to get a cold in the midst of such a fine summer.

“So what were you two doing out in the rain?” she asked once they had all settled down.

“Well, Pinkie and I were picking berries, and I guess neither of us knew about the storm,” Rainbow quickly explained.  “Hay, you wouldn’t mind if we spent the night, would you?” she asked.  Twilight instantly took to the suggestion.

“Ooh, that would be so much fun!” she squealed.  “A sleepover would be perfect for a night like tonight!” she commented.  They played board games, had pillow fights, and baked cookies for the rest of the day, and when it came to be bed time, they crawled into bed.  Pinkie got into the spare mattress first, and sprawled lazily across it.  Soon Rainbow and Twilight heard her snores.  They weren’t tired at that moment, and chose instead to play a short game of truth or dare.

When neither pony could ward off sleep, Rainbow and Twilight walked upstairs to two inviting beds.

“Uh, Twilight?” Rainbow whispered.

“Yeah?” she responded with a yawn.

“Can I sleep in your bed tonight?  Pinkie managed to take the entire bed for herself, and I don’t have the heart to wake her.”

Twilight hesitated, her mind flickering back to the awkward fall from three days ago.  She didn’t see any harm in sharing a bed though, besides, she used to do it all the time before she bought the spare bed.  “Sure.”  Rainbow climbed in with her, and in no time at all, the two friends were snoring loudly.  Pinkie got off the bed, easily coming out of her fake sleep.   Everything was as planned, and now the targets were sleeping like babies.  She stole across the floor to their bed and poked Rainbow.  She snorted, but didn’t wake up.  Ever so carefully, she turned her to face Twilight.  She then pushed the pair of sleeping giants so close, their muzzles were touching, and their forelegs were wrapped around each other.  She knew from past sleepovers that neither pony moved much in their sleep, so this would be ever so perfect!

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Pinkie woke at the crack of dawn, as always, but today she had a mission.  She went over to the sleeping beauties.  They had become even more entangled during the night, and their bodies were pressed firmly against one another with the sheets wrapped tightly around them.  She giggled softly and parted Twilight’s lips ever so lightly.  Rainbow’s were parted too, and the mares were going to be caught in a passionate kiss once they woke up.  Pinkie bounced silently down the stairs and started making a delicious breakfast, taking breaks to waft the smell up to the slumbering trap she had set upstairs.

Twilight woke to a pleasant warmth seeping through her body, and a wonderful smell from downstairs.  Her mouth felt odd though.  It was a warm, comfortable feeling that for some reason set her whole body up in energetic flames.  She opened her eyes slowly and almost screamed.  She was lip locked with a cyan mare by the name of Rainbow Dash!  She suddenly knew that her body was stuck in an embrace with this devious pony.  She tried to move but only woke her partner.

Rainbow woke to the unwanted feeling of kissing somepony.  Her eyes opened to see the tomato red face of Twilight!  She looked down to see a sight she did NOT want to see – their bodies entwined together in the most embarrassing way.  She jerked backwards, but the twisted blankets brought her over the edge of the bed – and Twilight too!  She fell with an uncomfortable feeling of heat between them.

Twilight winced as she landed on Rainbow.  Their muzzles became more entwined with the impact, until hers was shoved sideways into Rainbow’s.  When Rainbow tried to scream, her tongue passed inside Twilight’s mouth.  Both ponies tried squirming out of each other’s way, but the effort only made the situation feel like something it was not.

Rainbow finally broke her hooves from the blankets after two excruciating minutes, and helped Twilight remove her mouth from the inside of her own.  After that was accomplished, she shoved her onto the floor.  “What the heck were you trying to do?!” she shouted at the awkward mare in front of her.  Twilight cringed, but held her ground.

“What do you mean?  How do I know it wasn’t you who tried to get me into this?  After all, you’re the one who fell on me before!” she threw back the insult.

“That wasn’t my fault!  It was Pinkie!” Rainbow said.

“Oh, relax you two!  It wasn’t anypony’s fault!  I know, because when I went down to go make breakfast, you were in the same position you were when this all happened,” Pinkie Pie cut in.  They turned, not noticing her before.

“How come you didn’t tell us?” Twilight asked, completely embarrassed.  Pinkie smiled.

“’Cause it was so CUTE!  You two looked like such lover ponies, and I didn’t want to disturb you,” she fibbed.  They stared at her.

“CUTE?!” they shouted in unison.  Shaking her head, Twilight cut in.

“Oh well.  That was totally ick, but at least I know my friend didn’t try to……” she didn’t finish the sentence.

“Trust me, I would never do that!” Rainbow said with a disgusted look.

“Okay then, friends?” she asked, holding out her arms for a hug.

“Friends,” Rainbow accepted the hug as a token of their friendship.  They both smiled and laughed a little.  The rest of their day continued without further drama.