Life's Left Hook

*Grooooaaaaan*

You look to your left.

The doctor is snarling.

Looks like she's coming to, finally.

You crack your neck, try to wake yourself up a bit, and face her.

"Uh, doc?"

She clenches her eyes and snarls in pain.

"Nnngh... Mi testa..."

You reach forward and start to pet her.

"You feelin' okay?"

"...Nnngh... Sh..."

She starts wiggling around, and pushes your hand away.

"Doc? Say something?"

"...Basta smettere di parlare... E di venire qui."

With that, she starts scooting forward towards you.

"Uh..."

You're a little confused as she wraps her forelegs around your torso and pulls herself onto you.

Her hind legs wrap around your waist, and she clings onto you like a koala.

A cute, fragrant, purple, corned koala.

"Hmmmhmmm..."

She lets out a hum as she snuggles her head onto your chest.

Your heart is starting to ache...

You hug her back, idly petting her back.

"Go back to sleep now. We'll fix you up in the morning."

Or, well, she'll fix herself up, anyhow."

"Nnn... Bene..."

You can tell she's smiling a bit, and her horn rubs against your neck.

You try not to agitate her horn too much.

You don't want a certain green-eyed princess to see much, as preoccupied as she is with her sweets.

But, you don't just ignore the poor pony.

You hold her close, trying to comfort her.

"Ti amo, Volo..."

Her tone there was a bit... Odd

Whatever that means.

You don't respond at all.

Except for the steadily growing pain in your chest.

And trousers.

You just hold her tight and keep petting her.

Suddenly, you feel her shift.

She pulls her head back and raises it.

She looks like she's about to say something as she opens her mouth a little.

But words don't come out.

"...Uh, yeah?"

With that, she moves her head forward and presses her lips against yours.

This takes you by surprise, so you jerk back a bit.

But, as much as you think this is a bad idea, you go along with it.

It's clear she's still dizzy; her lips hardly move against yours, and most of what she's doing is applying pressure.

You kiss back a little, but pull back after a moment.

After you pull back, her eyes slowly open.

"Oh, Volo, y-"

"..."

"...Vh-!"

Her face slowly turns into a distorted glare.

The pain and numbness from her knock to the head is still getting to her.

"Uh, look, this isn't what you think-"

"Vh-Vhat ze hell, Anonymous?"

One of her eyes squints in pain as she tries to glare at you.

It doesn't work to well; her face is... Well, an odd one, to say the least.

A mix of confusion, anger, a terrible migrane, and some lust.

"Look, I just crawled in bed, and you started to-"

"Vhy are ve in ze same bed?!"

"Because there's only one bed?"

"..."

She takes a double take, looking behind her and then back at you.

"Che diavolo-Vhy am I here?!"

"Because we didn't know where to take you?"

She blinks a couple times, astonished.

"Vhy does my head hurt? And vhy don't I remember coming here? How many drugs did I take?"

You almost laughed a little at that last part.

You look at her with a defeated look.

"No drugs. Nothing bad. You didn't take anything except for a nasty thwap to your head. Remember? You slipped and hit your head on a bench?"

Her eyes drift down to the carpet, thinking.

"...I... Slipped...?"

"Yes, you slipped. On, erm... Stuff."

She raises an eyebrow at you for a moment in confusion.

And then the realization dawns on her.

"Oooooh..."

"Yyyeah."

"Zat vould explain a fair bit."

You nod.

"Yup. I had to carry you here."

You chuckle a bit.

"You were out cold."

"I could about imagine, if I don't remember anything."

"You were out the whole way here, and didn't wake up until after I crawled in here."

You realize she never pulled away from the embrace she had you in.

"Uh, so, yeah. You, uh... Spoke in your sleep a bit, too. And did stuff."

"I vasn't asleep."

"So you meant to make out with me?"

"No, I meant to make out with Volo."

"Volo?"

"Ex."

"Oh."

"Husband."

"...Oh."

"You have a similar voice. Now, stop stealing kisses."

She gives you a funny look, smiling.

You chuckle a bit.

"Sorry."

"You had better be."

After a playful look, she rests her head.

Sheesh.

"Uh, any reason you're clinging onto me like this?"

She opens her eyes and blinks at you.

"I thought you vere my ex? And you're varm?"

You blink yourself.

"Are you going to get off?"

"No."

You both shrug.

"...Okay."

"You don't seem to mind much."

"I really don't."

Thinking it was over, you rest your head and close your eyes.

She is pretty warm, and this is pretty cozy.

What a day.

"Anonymous?"

Your eyes shoot open.

God damnit you want to sleep.

Why won't this bitch let you sleep?

"Yeah?"

"Can you do me a favor?"

God fucking damnit.

"Yeah?"

"I need some help going to sleep, and my head hurts."

"Can you brush my mane? Vith, erm... Your, 'hands'?"

She gestures behind her, where your hands are.

You scratch her back, and she nods.

"Erm, yes, please. I... I think it'll make it hurt less."

After a shrug, you nod.

"I don't see why not."

With that, you reach up and start petting her.

She lets out a shudder and her eyes flutter shut as she rests her head.

"Grazie..."

"Yep."

Your hand was gonna smell nice after this.

You stroke her dark purple mane, breathing in the lovely smell.

You notice a blue highlight in her hair for the first time.

Hum.

You keep brushing away, and pull her head into your chest.

She lets out a hum, and shuffles around a bit.

And you feel something plop down behind you.

"Someone's getting a little ahead of themselves."

Cadance scoots up behind you, and rests her head on your shoulder.

Her forelegs wrap around you, and she pulls herself close.

"Don't forget about me~!"

"That'd be damn hard to do, Candy."

You feel the doctor's breaths getting slowly shallower as time passes.

You keep brushing her mane.

It looks like it's working.

You keep quietly talking to Cadance as you go.

"Where are the other two?"

"They're napping on the couch. Octavia's already asleep, and other one's in a puddle of tears," she says, adding a little snap of emphasis on the 'other one'.

She still holds a grudge, it seems.

That makes your heart ache a little.

"Why? What happened?"

"I'm not really sure, but she's awfully upset about something."

You sigh.

You know what it is.

Well, not exactly, but you could assume.

"I could tell, on the way home. Must've been something I said."

Cadance sighs.

"What the hay did you say? If I know that bitch at all, she's-"

"Hey. She has a name, Cadance."

She sighs again, lowering her voice a little.

"Fine. If I know Trixie at all, I know that she's not one to show real feelings. Ever."

You sigh.

"Well, she's expressing herself because she's around Octavia. From what I understand, those two have something deep."

"No shit."

You bite your tongue, and try your best not to snap back at the jealous Cadance behind you.

"But, I think it was something I said about family on the way home. She said something along the lines of 'at least you had a family' as a response, and just kept sulking after that."

Cadance doesn't say a word for a moment, and looks over your shoulder.

"Uh... Wow. That would... That would explain a lot, actually, if it is what I think it is."

"I think it is."

"Probably."

After another pause, Cadance sighs, rests her head, snuggles up to you, and closes her eyes.

"I want to rest."

"So do I."

"Good night, Anonymous."

She sticks out her tongue and gives your neck a warm, wet lick.

It sends a shiver up your spine, and you let out a shudder.

"Y-Yeah, g'night."

"Love you."

"I love you too, Cadance."

With warmth in your chest and two warm mares cuddling you, you rest your head, close your eyes, and drift off to sleep.