The Matchmaker Game

Pinkie awoke the next morning before the birds had started singing.  She pulled herself out of Twilight's bed with little memory of what had happened last night.  Of the few things she could remember, she was partially proud of herself.  The plan she had thought up as Dark Pinkie was quite brilliant - having Twilight confess to Rainbow while Dashie herself was conked out.  But, she smiled, she may have to sabotage that a little...

Pinkie snapped out of her planning session to Twilight turning in her sleep.  She knew from past experience that the mare tended to do things in her sleep when she was about to wake up.  Glancing at her watch, Pinkie decided that Twilight would have about 30 minutes before she woke up.  She lie back beside her, figuring that the unconcious lack of her heat was waking her.  Twilight mumbled, and Pinkie drew closer to listen.  "Mrmainbomw," she said, a slight smile on her face.  Pinkie laughed.  "Mrainbow dashm," she said again, plastering her body to Pinkie's.  Her hooves wrapped around Pinkie's head, and Twilight's lips found hers, drawing her into a drowsy kiss.  Twilight's eyes fluttered open, but Pinkie was unconcerned.  They closed again and her friend released her.  "Mrainbow dash..." she mumbled again contentedly.

After gathering her things, Pinkie decided she'd like one last laugh.  She tugged the slumbering Spike out of his basket, and placed him under the covers at Twilight's side.  They would have an awkward wakeup call.

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Pinkie Pie sat on her bed, deep in thought.  She considered at length the best course of action.  She often had many choices for her plans, but this time it was two that stuck out as right, not just one.  She decided to play over them again and decide which was right.

"Mmm k, first plan of action," she mumbled to herself.  "I could very well let Twilight go along with her plan that I so cleverly ingrained in her mind, until the very last step.  She would put the pill in the food, sneak away and wait until later to come back, right?  Yeah, yeah, yeah.  Okay, but instead of Dashie eating it I would switch the food so that she wouldn't ever eat the pill.  Then when Twilight came and confessed to her, Dashie would hear the whole thing!  Wow, that's a good, good, great, awesome plan.  But what about plan two?  Huh, plan two would work well also," she thought on plan two.  "Okay, okay, so Dashie hasn't been feeling well lately.  What if I somehow stop Fluttershy from taking care of her and hint at it to Twilight, who wouldn't miss the chance, right?  Well then when she took care of Dash she might not slip her the sleeping pill depending.  So I might have to, but I'd drug 'em both up, sneak 'em into bed together, and go from there?  But hmmm... the bed trick is slightly over done.  I'd have to do a little something extra lik- OH, I could glue their hooves together!  That would be hilarious!  But they might suspect something.  I'd have to be careful.  And if I do that I could do both plans..." she paused to close her eyes.  "I got it.  I know what to do," she said, resigning to the plan she liked best.

Twilight made a big breakfast after her incident with Spike that morning.  Her cheeks still had a hint of redness.  Spike was almost flaming he was so mad, seeing as he had woken up wrapped in her arms... and lips.  She didn't know any better way to say sorry than with Spike's favorite ruby chip pancakes.  But cooking also made her think, and she wasn't too proud of what she was thinking about.  Somehow she had found a discarded bottle of sleeping pills on the floor from her party, which paved a road of crazy ideas in her head.  Rainbow, she knew, wasn't holding any grudges about their past awkward expiriences, but if she botched this, her companian certainly would expect something.  Not saying that she would do it or anything, Twilight thought over it for a second, staring at the white bottle in her hooves.  Was this really what she needed?  Did she need to see her friend again, to confess her love in a way that wouldn't carry rejection on its back?  Her love hurt, she needed to get it out.  She nodded with grim determination.  She would do it.

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That night, Twilight fibbed something about an errand to Spike and left quickly towards Rainbow's house in the sky.  When the familiar cloud formation came into sight she stopped and sat down, taking a deep breath.  She was getting cold feet, both literally and metaphorically.  Biting her lip, she counted to ten for courage and slid into her spellcasting state.  She called forth the sky-walker spell she had poured over all day, and with a flash of purple she was ready.  The spell was surprisingly easy to cast.  Maybe because she had so much hope and love riding on its success.  She started climbing upwards in the sky, on stairs that weren't really there.  Her spell held safely, and she stepped lightly on the cloudy backyard of Rainbow's mansion.  The white tufts under her feet were helpful, as they helped her sneak silently to the window.  Apparently she had guessed correctly - her victim was just preparing dinner.  Twilight flinched as Rainbow suddenly turned her head, but let out a sigh when she realized that the multicolored mare was looking away from her.  She left the counter and head for the other room with a confused look on her face.  It took Twilight a second to snap into action.  She dove through the window and snuck a pill into the bread of Rainbow's sandwich, leaping back out with only seconds to spare before Rainbow came back in.  Twilight figured she would be successful, so she started to the ground again, planning to return later.

Pinkie held in an evil cackle.  In Twilight's rush, she smiled, the pony hadn't even seen her in her place atop the fridge.  Dashie had fallen for her ventriloquism easily.  When her favorite blue friend appeared in the kitchen once again, she counted to three and made the sound of a distressed turtle come from the other room.  Dash's forehead furrowed and she worriedly left again.  It was so simple, Pinkie almost wanted it to fail.  She took the pill from the bread, snuck to the other room, and hid.  Once she heard the scrape of a chair across the floor, Pinkie dared make her way through the house to Dashie's room.  She hid under the cloud bed like a terrible pink monster.

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Twilight excitedly skipped through the streets.  Her fear was momentarily replaced with giddy anticipation as the cloud house she was expecting came into her line of vision.  She cast the spell quickly and ran through the sky, her laugh swept away through the wind.  She was about to have a midnight meet with her love.  She went through the same window as before, daringly walking through the house.  Once she reached Rainbow's room, the fear came back.  Could she really do this?  She took a deep breath and entered.

The sight of Rainbow's sleeping body ignited a heat inside of Twilight.  With it and uncomfortable urge traveled, and she drew closer like a magnet.  She pulled back the covers and slowly placed her hoof on Rainbow's chest.  Its rise and fall was surprisingly peaceful for such a wild mare.  She decided to get her mission over with and leave her to her peace.  "Rainbow," she began, but stopped abruptly.  She had said it really loudly with all the tension, and only just noticed.   She wanted to go on... but she found herself being pulled towards her friend by an invisible string.  She couldn't help wanting to share a kiss with he-

"Ahhhhh!" Rainbow yelled her battle cry as she flung herself at the intruder.  She connected with a solid body and fell to the floor, pinning it beneath her with her knees.  When her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she realized with a start that it was Twilight.  "Twilight?!" she yelled the question.  Her friend's eyes were scared and guilty.  Her best purple friend opened her mouth as if to say something, but instead wrapped her arms around Rainbow's mane, pulling her face into a long kiss.  Rainbow was too shocked to react.  Before common sense kicked in, she felt a split-second pleasure.  It was over quickly.  She pushed herself away, looking at her friend angrily.

Twilight knew she had messed up terribly when she saw the hurt in her friend's eyes.  She could've fibbed something and it would have passed, so why?  Why didn't she?  She had to ruin her friendship with her greatest friend.  Now what would happen.  Tears came to her eyes when Rainbow looked away in disgust.  She picked herself up and ran, jumping off the cloud, sprinting for the woods.  She couldn't go home, not yet.  Maybe not ever.  How could she show her face?  She'd messed everything up.  She cried for hours, her sobs eventually turning her in to sleep.