The Matchmaker Game

Funny, Rainbow mused, how quick she was able to laugh that prank off.  She really admired the planning and the surprise of it all, along with how much like the other time she found herself in a bed with Twilight.

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ONE WEEK AFTER THE PARTY

Pinkie stopped in her tracks, allowing the carrot in her mouth fall.  Her face muscles had loosened into an openmouthed stare, and she felt the familiar twitch-twitch-itch that her Pinkie Sense gave whenever there came to be....... Pinkie's Dark Side.

Pinkie frowned for a millisecond.  She could sometimes tell what her Dark Side would bring, because it mostly came with the introduction of big ideas... like her TwiDash one.  Whoopsie daisies, she probably should've seen that one coming.  She hoped she wouldn't get too dark tonight.  She cast a glance down at the watch that she had recently pulled from a hole in the universe.  She had aproximetly five minutes to be Real Pinkie, and once that time was up, her mind would pull up thoughts and urges form her deepest subconcious self.  Ah well.

"Three, two, one, here I go Celestia," Pinkie said in an exasperated voice.  She could already feel the change in her insides.

"HEHEHE!  What a master plan!  After this, I'm sure I can give up Twilight to Dashie!" she cackled to herself.  Her excitement was so built up that she managed to bouce the mile to her house in only ten hops.  She flew up the stairs to her room.  Mrs. Cake didn't ask.  She had learned not to ask.

Pinkie grabbed her bag, packing it while moving toward the door.  She got out of her house with a hop, skip, and jump, and pointed her nose toward Twilight's house.  She knew she could always reverse the pairings to allow herself Twilight, but she avoided that selfish thought in order to best pair her friends.

Twilight groggily walked to the refridgerator, unaware of the pink monster that was hanging spy-like from her ceiling.  She pulled out the dasies, cheese, butter, bread, plates, and a knife, and began throwing two sandwiches together.  "SPIKE!" she called up the stairs, recieving no answer.  She sighed and began up the stairs, giving Pinkie her chance.

Pinkie slipped easily down the rope she had prepared.  She stopped when she hung suspended above the table, and pulled out two pills from her mission pack.  She pressed them firmly into the bread of each sandwich and smoothly slid back up the rope, making no sounds other than her quieted breathing.  She watched from the upmost rafter-like branches of Twilight's tree library as Twilight and Spike jogged down the stairs and quickly ate their meal.  Twilight returned to her tiring studies, and Spike sat goggledly eyed in front of an interesting picture book.  Pinkie walked along the rafters until she was directly above Twilight, twidling her non-existent thumbs until she knew the drug had ALMOST kicked in.

It was time.  Pinkie flew to the floor, the friction of her hooves clasping the rope was the only thing to slow her descent.  She walked over to where Twilight was starting to drop off and whispered into her ear.

"Sneak into Rainbow's house, give her a sleeping pill, go there at night, you can tell her how you feel.  She won't even be awake to hear, it'll be great practice," she whispered into the drowsy pony's ear.  She knew that if you wanted to get an idea into somepony's subconcious, you do it when they're about to fall asleep.  She left the currently sleeping friend to scoop up the purple and green dragon on the floor.  She brought him to his bin and tucked him in exactly as she had seen Twilight do before.  She returned for Twilight and lifted her into her arms.  She hopped up the steps with her friend's limp form pressed to her, the scent of lavender wafting to her nose.  She pulled back the sheets on Twilight's bed and placed her in, crawling in herself.  She cast a last glance at her darkened coat and knew it wasn't just her dark side that was wanting to do this.

Twilight shivered in her sleep, so Pinkie moved closer and pressed their bodies together, slipping her legs around Twilight's body to keep her warm.  She allowed herself twenty kisses max, and kissed her way up from between Twilight's legs to her mouth, and stopped.  She soon drifted into a peaceful slumber.