Ginger, by Eight D Segahal (H_D)
I got one question for you readers, answer honestly please. Have you smiled today yet? If not, open it up! You'll feel great! 
ANNIE WAYS, have a good reading! 
In a void full of nothingness, my body spins intensely non-stop and all I can is not see. I could open my eyes, but I know it'll be in vain since I don't really care about what can I find and besides, I'm too lasy to do it. I can feel the lil' bags of tiredness below my eyes which indicates I have been striving myself, but I can't remember what I was doing. I can't remember how did I get here. I can't remember who am I.
* * *
With a loud and relieving gasp, I sit up breathing heavily and sweating in unmeasurable intensity. The bed I am in is wet in a way that it looks like someone just poured some water bucket in it. I dash my eyes from one side to another, trying to recognize where am I and what is this place, and in the same time trying to figure out what kind of dream was that. I take my hand from the bed and place it as gentle as I could on my face, crying low the brutal pain coming from my head. As I close my eyes, I try to calm myself down by retaking the normal breathe rhythm and calm the beats of my heart and take off the sheets above my body to prevent me from being cold. "Uh, god." I mutter still breathing heavily. As the sweat began to fade from my body, I reopen my eyes, to look more clearly the furnitune around me. The establishment can be called at last a cottage, as humble as a single and quiet bee, it appears to be built by wood, and painted by a pale yellow, giving the impression of a light brown; the bed I am above have green hospital looking sheets, with a silky texture getting almost as comfortable as the pillows that had the feeling of clouds or cotton, but I could distinguish it to a feathered pillow because of a yellow feather on the side of my head, that now I am holding with my right hand. "Who the hell would use yellow feather to fill a pillow?"
"Oh my..." A surprised voice came from the opening door, and my eyes couldn't help to drift from a void to it. Millions of questions kept dancing in my head and the two that were hammering as hard as a rock were the following ones;
Who is that female pony in the door?
Who the fuck am I?
"D-D-Did I interrupt something? I'm sorry..." the shy pegasus looks to the ground like if she's regreted about something and now I realise that she's holding a tray with both yellow wings. I remember that the yellow feather that's on my hand can belong to the pony in front of me, not to the pillow; which explains why the feather is not the main colored. The mare continues to stay still in the same spot, with a curious chy look.
"No no no, there's no need to be sorry. You interrupted nothing at all," I give my best smile to the yellow pegasus trying to lighten the mood, but it is hard with a hangover headache and a amnesia working along on my head. Many possibilities can be considered right now, but to lower them, I'll try to take an answer with a simple question. "Ma'am, I'm with some problems of headache, so please try not to talk so loud... come a little closer please," I ask her and she comes to me in a slowpoke pace. Placing the tray above the drawer next to the door she sits on a little bench next to the bed. Still saying no words.
"Given to your actions I deduce that you don't know me, but I'm not so sure ,so I need your confirmation." I rest my head back to the pillow and look deep into her ocean eyes, but her gaze still is not focused on me. "Look at me in the eyes and answer. Do you know me?"
She stare into my eyes and see the seriousness of my face, but somehow it didn't scare her shy personality.Determined she responds. "No."
I open a smile. "I see," placing my left forearm in front of my eyes, I reduce drastically the numbers of possibilities to answer questions pondering my head, but there are still a lot of them. "Next question, please answer the same way you did this one." I remove my forearm of my eyes and stare into her eyes again. It kinda scared me the way she is serious, but I have to ask. "Is there any other living being similar to me?"
She seemed surprised this is the question I asked out of all the others I could have. But still, she cooperates. "W-Well, not that I can recall."
"Are you an animal expert?" Now she is genuinely surprised and kind of creeped.
"H-How do you know?"
"The smell of another animals are surrounding this cottage and the little bunny hiding in your mane indicates he's been with you for quite sometime, and from just the bunny I deduced you like... no, you love taking care of animals," I respond to her question, and she seems scared now. "Don't worry, I mean you no harm. Besides, I have to say; to give a animal like me a place to sleep even not knowing if I am or not harmful. You're kind, and you have my admiration for that, miss...?"
Her cheeks are shining red right now and and the focus she had on my face vanished to the walls of this little room. She then realised I asked another question, but more lightly than the others. "O-Oh, Fluttershy. My name is Fluttershy, and..." her eyes stroll from one side to another seeking for anything to distract the young peguasus. "T-Thank you for the complement."
"Nothing you don't deserve. Right now, it's the last I can do." I smile.
Spending the night searching for a measuring tape...
After a nice conversation and a couple of questions, my heavy headache began to vanish but it wont go away so easily until I realize who am I, what am I and where did I came from. "You sure know to make some tea, Fluttershy. Thank you," I say raising the tea cup to take another short sip of the liquid inside. A deep breath escape from me and a relaxing sensation spreads from my mouth to my toes; whilst I use one of my hands to hold the saucer and the other one to hold the tea cup, Fluttershy leaves the saucer in the little table and gets the tea cup with both of her hooves. How does she does it is still a mystery to me. "I have been thinking, Fluttershy... since I'm awake I've seen some photos of many animals, but one peculiar intrigued me." She takes a sip of the tea and I place mine in the little table. She's almost as curious about the question as I am about the possible answer. "It contained another five ponies, and all of them fit the description of a female pony here in Equestria. There are two unicorns, two earth ponies and counting you, two pegasi," I web both of my hands together.
"Yes, they are my friends," she says and places the tea in the table next to my cup. "Did you not like them?"
"No, it's not it," I assure before she gets assertive enough to represent danger to myself. "I am wondering if you're ever going to introduce me to them. Are you?" I look sharp into her eyes, and she backs away a little.
I think I look scary... better stop staring at people like this for no reason, I think and immediately try to say I'm sorry, but she interrupts me with the answer.
"I..." she stops. My vision is lacking most of the things I see in a radius of four meters, but clearly she's trembling and pondering about choosing the truth or the lie. Not only that, but her wings are folded tightly, her lower lip is quivering and her stare goes to the ground. "I was—"
"Don't lie," I interrupt before she makes me angrier for no big reason. "I don't know why, but I simply hate when others hide the truth from me. And apparently, you are no exception, Fluttershy." Now my sharp look fits for the current situation. "It's clear as crystal to me that you were going to tell a lie, because I can easily read through reactions. Now... please look at me in the eyes and tell the truth." She's still trembling, but now it is from fear; and the last thing I want is somepony fearing me.
I mess with her pink mane. "Worry not, my little pony. Our friendship will not end that easily," I say with a smile upon my face.
She concentrates and take a deep breath in and out. "I wasn't planning on sharing about you with my friends. I... was afraid they'd think you're some kind of new threat to Equestria—" New threat, so it means... "—and they'd take you away, and then hurt you, and then... AND THEN—!"
"Shhh..." I shush her with my forefinger and stop the tears that were forming on her eyes from falling.
"Fluttershy, think a little bit," still pressing my finger into her lips. "If they're friends you can trust, they wont judge me by the appearance. Besides, if they see that I'm friends with you, they'll definitely spare me from any hurt there is. No need to worry, silly pony," I finish the sentence wiping of the tear drip from the edge of her eyes, smiling to her silly-filly actions.
"You're right," she flies up from the couch and with a brave and confident smile, she says. "Fluttershy must trust her friends for everything!" Then, her shy self returns. "I mean... if they don't mind it..."
The path from the yellow pegasus cottage to Twilight's castle was... turbulent. Many ponies would look at me with curious eyes, one peculiar unicorn with the happiest expression I've ever seen and some others would look startled by my presence, but when they saw Fluttershy and me talking about the city, the startled calmed down instantly going back to their usual routines, whilst the curious would stop and ask questions about Fluttershy's new 'pet', until I spoke. She had had to explain them that I was a civilized and smart being from another world, that she found in the middle of a night stroll near the Everfree Forest and that she was kind enough to take me into her humble shelter. All the ponies exchanged complements but some criticized her kindness, which made me kind of pissed off, but I pushed it all away and ignored it completely just like she did. After all ups and downs on the way here, we reached the library's entrance. Despite the simplicity, the Oak Tree Library has it's charm with at last three floors and plenty of room for many ponies to stay and it's immune to the candle flames from inside. Knocking first, Fluttershy awaited for an answer.
"Coming," A childish voice called from inside. Fast and short steps can be heard coming from inside to the front door of the establishment of princess Twilight Sparkle. "Oh, hey Flutter... shy..." a little dragon takes the door and freeze in place after seeing my height. The surrounding gets quiet and awkward pretty quickly and I decide to end it as fast as possible, since I just discovered that these are the worst situations to be into.
"Hi, I'm nameless and I am friends with Fluttershy," I try to speak up and open a warm smile. The dragon is still frozen, wide eyed and mouth agape. Perhaps he's broken? By me?
"Oh my CeLESTIA, You're HUGE!!!" He shouts with an open smile on his face, getting back to action apparently. "Come on in, Fluttershy and Nameless, Twilight is upstairs but she'll be down in some seconds." He invites us in and we don't turn it down, entering just after him with Fluttershy in front of me. He calls for Twilight to come downstairs and see something amazing. I chuckle at the little dragon's excitement and look around to see the genius designed place; the shelves are perfectly and neatly placed to hold the many books which belong to the princess. Hoofsteps can be heard from upstairs coming to the main room of the library. The purple hoof is the first thing I see from the lavender mix of unicorn to pegasus and according to her height, probably earth pony kind. Next, comes her big eyes, emanating knowledge and curiosity like I've never seen since I woke up and a perfectly fit square mane style that combines with them. The gold crown with a pink star gem right above just caught my attention after I watched in awe her wiggling star-butt. Astonishing that this place has kind living beings, princesses and—
"An angel," I mutter loud enough for the sound to reach her puffy and good looking ears, which moved to my self. Her confused expression lead her to confirm what she just heard.
"Excuse me?" the princess ask and I remember that many animals can hear much better than humans.
Then I snap.
Wait... I remembered? I'm human? The hell is a human?!
Twilight, Fluttershy and Spike stare at me with curious eyes, waiting for an immediate answer to what I just said. I wasn't backing away my words, it's against my principles. "I said you look incredibly beautiful, reaching the beauty of an angel." I bow. "I can't remember my name. Nice to meet you, Princess Twilight Sparkle," I approach her and take her hoof to give it a kiss. After I raise, the three living beings in the room are crimson red, wide eyed, dumbfounded with all the eyes on me. It takes a little time, but finally the lavender angel spoke up.
"...F-Fluttershy, care to explain what the hay is going on?"
"Oh, thousands of pardons, your highness... did I bother you in some way, 'cause if I did I'll handle the consequences with pride—"
"No, is just that... it's unusual," she declares still blushing. Retaking the conversation, Fluttershy demands her well deserved attention with such assertive actions. I even got surprised.
"U-Um... Twilight, this is... this is... he has no name, because he's got amnesia and... I found him in the middle of a night stroll near the forest... eep!" She recoiled to a furball trying to hide behind her curly light pink mane.
"Ugh," she face hoofed. "As you can see, she's extremely shy, so do you care to explain the situation to me?" The lavender mare turned to look at me.
"It'll be an honor, my Princess," I say.
One afternoon later...
"Hm, I see..." Twilight hums and take some notes on a piece of scroll she is levitating. The concentration she demonstrates is amazing and the fading moonlight beating on half of her face, purple mane and on her bonny body giving the most romantic vision of this midnight. Scrambling and writing with her ink feather seems tiring, since more than five yawns were done by her. After a pleasant afternoon full of conversations and a piggy back-ride with Spike, Fluttershy returned to her cottage to take care of her animals while declaring she is not needed anymore and a few hours playing with me later, Spike fell asleep. Right now, we're the only ones awake in the library, but I can presume that it's already more than midnight. Although she's tired, my body seems used to being awake in the middle of the night, for I did yawn zero times. "Stand up," she demands and pleasantly I do it. Out of the table she levitates a tape to take some measurements of my slender body, but... "Damn this thing! IT'S TOO SMALL!" she throws it across the room and storms to the kitchen. I don't hesitate to follow and try to calm her down.
"Um... is there anything I can do to help, Princess?" She levitates the cup from a locker and a milk box from the fridge, immediately opening it up after placing both items above the counter. "Is there another measurement tape in this establishment?"
"Yes, but it's lost in the basement," she pour the liquid in and immediately takes a sip of the cold and pure milk. "I just don't know how much time we'll lose until I find it."
"I'll help you search for it!" I cry excited. "We can find it twice as faster."
With those owl curious eyes she ask me. "You really want to help me this much?"
I bow. "Anything that makes my princess happy will make me happy," then she blushes to the declaration.
"Okay then." She agrees and open a smile in my face. "But don't you complain later, understood?"
"Aye, loud and clear," I respond as she drifts of from the kitchen and I follow her, leaving the glass and the box with the liquid behind.
* * *
Energy that could be used later in the day for another chores wasted for two hours searching for a damn measuring tape, and Twilight is almost burning down the room in anger because she lost so much of her precious time. A sofa can be seen in the corner of the room with the coloration not so clear because of the dark, and nevertheless, this is useless information; we decided to take a seat before returning upstairs to get some sleep at least some hours before the sun rises. We're side to side and Twilight seems to be pretty stressed.
"Do you want a massage, princess? Clearly you're quite stressed." Twilight ponders the question for some seconds but then she makes her decision.
"I'll take it. Just be careful and don't hurt me, okay? I'm pissed off and I may do things I'll regret later," she says in a grumpy tone, quickly hopping onto my lap and extending her wings lightly. I sit up straight leaving more room for her to comfort herself and she did, placing her head above her two front hooves and slowly closing her eyes as I began behind her ears just to slowly move to her shoulders. My hands make the movements almost as if it is instinctively, and the signals that I am doing it right came from the tiny moans Twilight is letting escape.
Her wings. Oh, these little beauties are driving me crazy, but I need to wait; there's still too much stress in her shoulders which don't seem to be wearing off. To fasten the operation in this area, I say. "Relax. Breathe in, count to three and then slowly breathe out," in a smooth tone that managed to calm her a lot and decreasing the remaining stress on her shoulders to a null level. I can sense that she opens a smile after a pure sigh of satisfaction. "I'm moving to the wings, your highness," I warn and then move my hands to the base. Her ears perked behind and her head gave a twitch.
"W-Wai—OH!" she moans loudly, and releasing a huge wave of stress out of her. I continue to rub on the base for some seconds in a smooth and gentle pace so she can flavor and enjoy every second of this bliss we both are feeling. My movement pattern slowly changes from the base to the other muscles and she seems to be enjoying it, since she spread her wings open for me to massage.
*sigh*This is pure bliss, but... I can't just think of that... my memories are important and I'm avoiding it by doing these trivial things... I need to think a li—
My thoughts are interrupted by the ascending moans of the lavender princess in my lap, her dripping juices in my overalls and the couch below, and her wings... which are erected. After I realize what I was really doing, my cheeks start to burn and my massage ceases instantly. But what surprises me is what happens before I could say I'm sorry to her.
"Don't. STOP," she says in a scaring tone and force my hands to stay by magic. My body freezes in place because of her stare; my heart misses a beat and I gulp in fear thinking this is going to be the end of my life. I can't breathe. After realizing her little outburst, Twilight's expression changes to a regretful one and immediately cease the magic from my hands, releasing it from the strong grip it was giving. Tears begin to form in the edge of her eyes and she started to sob silently and mutter her feelings of regret.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know what I was doing, I lost control of my action, please don't hate me now, I want to discover so much things from you, I..." between sobs, she laments.
Regaining my senses I realize what's happening right before my eyes when I stare at the great mare above me. I wont see someone I care for to suffer and do nothing about it. I wont *allow** someone I care about for to suffer all alone*. In a fast movement, I surprise Twilight and give her a tight hug, place my head above hers and then I feel in my nostrils the smell of ink and old books in her wild mane. "Princess, I have to tell you something I can't remember how I learned," I say maintaining the hug. "Don't regret your actions, because in the future you'll regret you regrets. Have no shame to show how you feel to the people you care about." I take this out from the bottom of my heart, meaning every single word of this sentence whilst trying to ease the princess' pain. Gladly it works.
"Do you really mean it?" she mutters still with a sore voice.
"Of course," I smile. The seconds of silence pass slowly leaving enough room for the dust and our heavy feelings. Twilight hops from my lap and turn around to look at me. Her gaze is now relieved and kind of happy, which made me to hold up my smile for a longer amount of time.
"Do you... feel... something for... me?"
"I can say that it's a crush, because"— I place my right hand in the tip of her chin —"you're the most beautiful creature I've ever seen in my whole life."
She blushes and jump back onto my lap and stay face to face. "Enough for me," she says and then press her lips against mine; it surprises me she's got this much strength after hours of spending energy only to find a measuring tape. But honestly, I'm more surprised that she managed to stay awake during the massage. Wont question it, though. I part my lips, allowing her entrance with her assertive tongue, hungry for space and dominance inside my mouth, but I wont let she have it so easily. As I began to swirl around her tongue, she began to mimic my movements and skills easily taking over the control of the exchange of saliva. As a cat that cats a prey, she caught me and put me under her love spell, pressing harder and deeper into the depths of my mouth. I gave in and began to dance with her, allowing Twilight to do however she pleases, for now. Running out of breath, we break the kiss breathing intensely and leaving only a wet filament connecting our mouths.
"Is it really fine if we continue?" Twilight gives quite the confused and annoyed look. "Spike is sleeping," I declare and her horn lit up almost instantly to cast a spell in the whole room. I deduce that this is a soundproof spell, so I grin just like she did before our kiss. "Enough resources for me," she giggles and I retake our kissing.
She thought it'd be easy like this to be in control again, but to surprise her I move my hand from her sides to her plot, gripping it tight and causing Twilight to open her eyes and gasp surprised. Like if I'm going to let you win another battle, Princess, as her wings unfold and stretch in a wingboner, I get a little carefree and slap her left cheek then she moans while kissing.
I press my hips against hers in a up and down motion, teasing her as much as possible while I completely dominate the kiss and keep on massaging and regularly spanking her ass. She barely can concentrate her magic to help me removing my overalls, so I break the kiss again with a victorious smile and use my hands to remove the clothing while Twilight slightly grinds on my hard instrument. Her intense panting and her red cheeks give an air of cuteness while her actions give away the need she has to satiate her 'ache'.
To grant part of her wish, I slowly move my hand from her hip to her wet spot and a gasp escapes her mouth. I close my eyes and try to concentrate on pleasing the beautiful mare in my arms with the, so called 'heavenly fingers'. The feeling of pleasure that ran through her body is undoubtedly new, given that I am the only creature with these soft beauties that can reach depths and spots that a hoof can't reach. Her tiny gasps eventually turn into soft moans that echo in the room and rings in our ears.
Every movement that I do with my fingers send a new pleasure wave through Twilight's body and enhance my own arousal. Impatient to continue the teasing and unwilling to let her feel all the pleasure on her own, I quickly remove my fingers from inside of her. She is about to protest and clearly shout at me, annoyed that I even dared to think she would be left horny like this by a mere creature from another world. Instead, she felt my hands suddenly holding tight on her ass before guiding it to my manhood. My hard shaft slides inside of her pussy in a slow motion, and with ease because of the wet juices around her sex. Embracing my shoulders as if her life depended on it, she gasps as I suddenly ram it inside with full strength and high speed. She moans loudly enough to wake up Spike.
Which won't, because of the soundproof spell. God bless Twilight Sparkle.
"I'll start moving..." I whisper to her. It takes some seconds for a reaction, but when all we could hear was our pounding hearts and breathing, the nodding finally came.
She does nothing, as expected; she's just completely lost and engulfed by this pleasure waves and this mist of bliss only gets thicker to every single one of my thrusts in order to explore her insides more deeply and to please the princess goddess above me. "Oh, Celestia!" she moans loudly and grips even tighter than before. The scents of our arousal mixing together and splitting into the air send my senses to the pitch and it's inevitable that I begin to move faster and thrust harder.
It's also inevitable that our voices join this dance and the fading light becomes invisible to our eyes, for we are looking at each other as I move her unsteady hips up and down my cock. Twilight's eyes close so she can feel more of the pleasure, then she presses her hooves on my chest demanding that she wishes to move on her own. I stop guiding her so she can do as she pleases and just grip on her flank with one hand while teasing her clit with another. I can't feel what she's feeling, but if my own pleasure pleases her, I'll keep on doing this as long as necessary; it doesn't matter how much time—
"I'll definitely please my princess..." I declare between humps and groans.
Upon hearing these words, she stares at me again with almost pleading eyes. "I'm getting close," she says between moaning and panting. Glad to hear that.
"Let's do it together," I say aloud and once again grip her ass with both of my hands to increase the bouncing speed.
And with a screechy and loud scream, she shut her eyes tight and hold tight onto my neck as she clearly reaches the climax, spilling juices all over my crotch and partly on the couch. As fast as I can, I smack our hips together and in a last and strong thrust, I rip off a loud gasp from her and groan loudly so then I finish, spurting my love all inside her womb. Exhausted after many of my loads, we both keep positioned like this, panting and recovering from the recent and odd turn of events. In the embrace I can feel Twilight's eyelids halfway to the bottom of her eyes and then notice my own are the same way as hers. I tighten our embrace and then smile to the soft feeling of her breathing and fur on my chest. With an audible pop, my penis slide off her pussy and spill some of the milk on the already soaked couch. Hope Spike don't come downstairs to clean something, I think.
"Ready to go to bed, Princess?" I whisper loud enough for her to hear.
"Please call me Twilight," she says almost sleeping in my lap. When she moves to stay up and walk upstairs, I stop her in her tracks with a tighter grip in our embrace.
"Nonono," I say and with her in my arms, I raise from the movable which exhibits a mixture of wine with a fading gray in the place I got up from. "I'll take you to your bed. I already noticed that my body is more used to stay up all night than yours. Besides, I need some exercise."
Instead of protesting, Twilight chuckles at the comment and relax in my arms. "Isn't it what we just did, silly?" she says in a soft and fading voice. I dumbfound and mentally facepalm myself at my own comment, but then allow myself to smile with her at my stupidity.
~In Twilight's bed...~
"Here," after a turbulent and kind of fun walk to her bedroom, I finally sneak towards Twilight's bed to gently place her on it, and cover her up with the blue blanket full of yellow stars. She looks so cute when she smiles in a comforting moon bath. I move her mane out of her forehead and kiss it wishing her goodnight.
"Wait." When I'm about to leave the room with the most pleasant and happy grin, she hold my hand with magic again. But this time she has almost no strength to maintain it, so it rapidly fades away. I turn around and head back to the side of her bed to see what's going on in this enigmatic head of hers. For some seconds I can see her cheeks blushing furiously as she unconsciously tries to hide her face under her blanket. Pondering her quietness and the blushing, I think of only one reason for her to be acting shyly like this. But instead of reacting to something I'm not sure, I let her actions do the job for me.
"W-would you..."
Hm~~?
"Would y-you sn..."
Go on~~
"Would you snuggle with me tonight?" she completely buries her face below the blanket in embarrassment, and when she hears the chuckling of the human and the steps suddenly fading away she starts feeling down and ready to sleep as alone as ever tonight. But the feeling of my arms embracing her from behind, pulling her closer to my body push her sad feelings away, leaving room only to comfort... and happiness.
"Of course, Twilight," I mutter and then chuckle again, glad that this is actually happening. "Good night, Spark."
"Thank you..." tear stream fall down her eyes but she open up a smile. "Good night... Ginger," she mutters my new name and then together with her new crush, she falls asleep.
~~YOU ARE WORTHLESS!!!
It's been quite the boring day, really. The only one who made this day better than boring was Spike which practically—like a child—tries to have fun with everything around. His smile never leaves his face when I take him to a fun trip mounted on my back. Even though sometimes his claws bothers me, I put up with it and try—and succeed—to have fun along. Everything went well with Major Mare as I expected, and Spike and I are writing the letter to Princess Celestia on the way back. As I speak and manage to focus on maintaining the balance of Spike on my back, he supports the paper above my unbelievable long and ginger hair while scribbling every single one of the words that come out of my mouth. To be blunt, I'm surprised Spike can keep up with my speaking pace; I think even I would have trouble writing like this. Specially if the situation is the same as Spike.
"Prince spike, allow me to admit you have really astonishing skills when you are called for," I say. Spike seems confused with the words, so I roll my eyes and simplify so he can understand better. "You're awesome, to be short."
He raises his hand with the feather to the air and push away all the confusion from the previous sentence opening a smile. "Thank you, Ginger!"
"At your service, sir." He giggles and goes back to the letter, scanning it once again to see if something should be corrected. This nice walk went on and soon enough we were already nearing Twilight's Oak Library with the almost done letter. Today was better than I expected. As soon as I enter I see somepony specific sleeping in the couch, so peaceful. It should be considered a sin to wake up such an angel form it's peaceful slumber in a day so calm as this.
I just hope she's having nice dreams. I think to myself.
"Spike, did we finish the letter yet?" I rush the baby dragon to get it done as soon as possible only to do the remaining things as fast.
He scribbles a little faster on a second scroll above the main room table while looking to the first one. It never ceases to impress me his skills on writing. His tongue is outside for the whole world to see and his concentration may not be interrupted; it seems like he's inside his own world. As I said before, it's amazing."Yes," still admiring his masterpiece, he pull me out of my trance with a single word and in a few movements he hand over the scribbled scroll to me. I read all of the written words over and over, looking for any kind of mistake, but everything seems to be fine and well done.
"This will do," I conclude. "Thank you, Spike." We bump fist with claw and look into each other eyes, both showing one and the only feeling of respect. After we broke the moment the awkward silence took the place all over and Spike again is the one to fix it.
"So, what now?" he asks, genuinely curious.
"I need it to be in the princesses ha---hooves." I scratch my nape in embarrassment, but nevertheless I moved on. "Would you be a dear after you send it and help me with the bookshelf?" I hand him back the yellow fragment as slow as a turtle.
"Of course!" He takes the scroll from my hands and soon after breathe the magical green fire outside, caring not to burn the surroundings and only targeting the piece of paper. "Let's start!"
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"Hm~" she moans and tries to stretch every muscle she can to relax once more in the bed before raising from the slumber chamber. This really was pleasing. I wonder how's he doing by himself. Even though he said for her to trust him, she couldn't resist getting worried about him and her assistant wandering around town on their own. But all her worries left her slight slender body in a single second when she saw Ginger and the baby dragon organizing the books in the bookshelf in an amazingly synchronized teamwork and both of them seem to be having fun. And that's when Twilight's ear perk up to Spike's direction.
"DONE!" Spike screams and the shout echoes through the library and all of its rooms and depths, then catching the attention of Ginger which is on the other side of the room. He groans and finish his side of the bookshelf.
"I was so damn close!" They still didn't notice her presence and she decided to see where this was going.
"I do it basically everyday with Twilight, but you really were fast enough to catch up." He approaches his new bro, opening a helping hand to help him to get up. Taking this opportunity to avenge his loss, he pulls the baby dragon as fast as his body allows close to him and starts to tickle him with all the might and proud that's left after this defeat. Spike can't stop laughing, so as the tickler. After Spike declares defeat to him both bump fists and smile to each other.
"Oh, so cute those two," the spectator alicorn, owner of the library says out loud enough for both of them to hear it. Ginger approaches Twilight and pulling her closer he give her a peck on her lips. The blush on her face is priceless as always and the wings are a little stiffened, but he pays not too much attention on these details.
"Good afternoon, sleepyhead," slowly and smoothly he caress her mane and cheeks with those wonderful fingers then whisper to her. "How's your day? Did you call the girls?" The moment he finishes the sentence, she realizes she forgot to do the only thing that he allowed her to do the whole day and facehoof herself for this stupidity she just committed.
"Oh no, I was brushing my hair in the bed and... I fell asleep. I'll call—"
"Say no more. I'll take care of it for you." He let go of her and she kind of tilt her head to feel at least a bit more of his grasp but it's useless and he grab his part-time assistant to prepare and leave. "Will you help me, prince Spike?"
"But, Ginger—"
"Twilight, you deserve this rest. Let me take care of it," he insist once again with a quite convincing look on his face. Even though she's staring to Ginger's face she can't let the poor thing do her obligations all by himself. She wouldn't forgive herself if she did
"Yeah, but I don't..." She attempt to protest but her mouth simply idn't want to continue the same discussion of the morning all over again. Ginger saw that she's too uncomfortable by seeing him doing everything while she stay put in place doing nothing to help. it was making her feel really bad, and that's the last thing he wants her to feel.
"Ok, just so you don't go unsatisfied, I'll call only Fluttershy for you. I don't know where all the other five live anyway, so there will be no problem." Once again he turn around and with Spike on his shoulder he's ready to leave the house. It's rather cold but he knows he can take it with no problem.
"Ginger wait..." She still rties to call his attention and pull part of his sleeve to do so. It works and once again she's caught herself hypnotized by those enigmatic nut-brown eyes of his. "Thank you for being considerate with me."
Now it's Ginger's turn to be hypnotized by those wonderful irises, her flushed round cheeks and perfect muzzle and lips, made to love and to be loved. There's simply no way to escape this kind of magic. "No problem, Sugarcube." The human show her the best smile he can before turning around and leaving the house right away.
