Life's Left Hook

The next morning rolls around.

You're still on board the train, and you will be for the next few hours at least.

And you're still in this damned bed...

Words cannot emphasize enough how much you hate this thing.

As you lie there, pitying yourself, you hear the door open.

It's Cadance.

"Good morning, Anonymous~" she coos, trotting towards the side of the bed.

You look up at her and smile the best you could.

Thankfully, she doesn't seem to notice the welt on your face.

If there is one, that is; you never got to look at a mirror.

"...Mornin', sunshine," you respond.

"Did you sleep okay?" she asks sweetly.

Hell no you fucking didn't.

"Yeah, it was okay, I guess."

"That's good to hear. Did we have any... Problems?"

You chuckle.

"Yeah, a little one..."

This time, it wasn't your dick, but you decide to keep that to yourself.

"Aww... I'm sorry, Anon. I hope it wasn't too bad."

She reaches down and gives you a peck on the lips, pulling back and smiling sweetly afterwards.

Her eyebrows raise and her eyes look into yours.

"I really hope you get better soon," she says, grabbing your hand.

You grip her hoof, and try your best to smile.

"So do I. It's going to be hard..."

"Well, it's always hard."

"Wait wha--"

A shit-eating grin slides on Cadance's face, and she starts to chuckle.

"Oh, damnit, Cadance..."

You both crack up into a little giggle fir for a moment, shaking your heads.

"I walked right into that one."

"Yes, yes you did. But I get it. It's not going to be easy to have to... Hold back."

She groans. "I don't like the sound of it any more than you do, trust me. What you did that one night was..."

She lets out a huff, raising her eyebrows raised. "...It was something else."

You chuckle lightly to yourself, nodding.

"It was. And you were -dead- when we were done with you."

"I know! I couldn't move my legs! I couldn't even talk, I was so..."

"You still remembered how to snuggle, though."

The next morning rolls around.

You're still on board the train, and you will be for the next few hours at least.

...And you're still in this damned bed...

Words cannot emphasize enough how much you hate this thing.

As you lie there, pitying yourself, you here the door open.

It's Cadance.

"Good morning, Anonymous~" she coos, trotting towards the side of the bed.

You look up at her and smile the best you could.

Thankfully, she doesn't seem to notice the welt on your face.

...If there is one, that is; you never got to look at a mirror.

"...Mornin', sunshine," you respond.

"Did you sleep okay?" she asks sweetly.

Hell no you fucking didn't.

"...Yeah, it was okay, I guess."

"That's good to hear. Did we have any... Problems?"

You chuckle.

"...Yeah, a little one..."

This time, it wasn't your dick, but you decide to keep that to yourself.

"Aww... I'm sorry, Anon. I hope it wasn't too bad."

She reaches down and gives you a peck on the lips, pulling back and smiling sweetly afterwards.

Her eyebrows raise and her eyes look into yours.

"...I really hope you get better soon," she says, grabbing your hand.

You grip her hoof, and try your best to smile.

"...So do I. It's going to be hard..."

"Well, it's always hard."

"...Wait wha--"

A shit-eating grin slides on Cadance's face, and she starts to chuckle.

"...Oh, damnit, Cadance..."

You both crack up into a little giggle fir for a moment, shaking your heads.

"You still remembered how to snuggle though..."

"...W-Well, you were warm, and I..."

"Heh..."

There's a brief pause, and you find yourself just staring at her.

How exactly you got in this position, you aren't certain.

You were in love with a princess, and she loved you back.

This must be every man's dream, especially since she had a bottomless wallet due to royalty...

Not to mention the other mare that was outstanding in everything she did.

Damn, you had it good.

For once, you feel truly happy with yourself.

You have it made, and you have everything you could ever want.

Spare the insane doctor and this damned bed you're on, you have no complaints.

But then there's Trixie...

She's going to tear all of this apart if you don't stop her.

But, you do have to think.

She seemed hell-bent on getting you to bend over backwards.

And the words she said were cryptic, and seemed to have implications.

'Took her away from her'? That sentence still confused the hell out of you.

You knew there was something missing something, but you couldn't put your finger on it just yet.

"Is something bothering you, hun?"

Cadance reaches down and grabs your chin, smiling.

You wonder how long you sat in silence letting your thoughts run...

"I'm fine, hun. I'm just thinking about stuff."

"...Like what?"

"You and Octavia, and this whole predicament I'm in..."

"And how I couldn't be happier."

"Sweet Celestia, you're a suck up..."

She reaches down and kisses you on the cheek.

"But I had better go grab Octy and tell her you're awake. Judging by the smell, I think she wants to see you."

She winks slyly as she turns to walk out the door.

Fuck Trixie.