Hushed Hugs

by RarityEQM

Rating: everyone
Tags: Slice of Life, Twilight Sparkle, Trixie, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance
Length: 983

Twilight and Trixie have a late night conversation of hushed whispers and quiet feelings

Twilight has no idea why she's woken up in the middle of the night, but her partner has as well. They get sappy.

Published 2015-05-02 13:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-05-02 13:40:02 UTC

Hushed hugs

The world was ebony. A scale of darkness unknown to ponies for one thousand years. Luna had returned though, and now that the princess had once again taken the reigns of the night, the world would know the true extent of her power. It was beautiful. Silent. Serene. Peaceful. The town of Ponyville slept safely under Princess Luna's watchful gaze...save two of its residents.

"Hey." Twilight whispered softly. It was odd; she'd just woken up, and could swear the moment she did- so did Trixie, who's eyes fluttered awake and peered into Twilight's.

Trixie's lips twisted into a small smile. She couldn't help it. She'd just woken up, (finding it rather strange that she had the sensation that Twilight had just done the same), and the first thing she saw was Twilight's violet eyes staring into hers. They were nose to nose, cuddled up in the bed with one another. Oddly enough, it wasn't anywhere close to morning, but Twilight seemed content none the less.

"Hey you." Trixie whispered back, and beamed when Twilight's lips pecked against her softly. Her voice was just a whisper- as if she were afraid she'd wake the library if she talked any louder.

"Why are you up?" Twilight asked quietly, rubbing her nose against Trixie's.

"Well, if must know, the Great and Powerful Trixie missed you whilst she was asleep. " Trixie whispered, smiling coyly. Twilight gave a giggle and pressed her lips in against Trixie's neck softly, enjoying the feeling of being under the covers, and wrapped in her marefriends arms.

"Trixie, I've got a confession to make. I'm madly in love with you. " Twilight whispered into the darkness. In the gloom she heard a giggle, and felt those arms squeeze softly around her in turn.

"That is unfortunate, for Trixie has terrible news for you. The Great and Powerful Trixie died last night. It's true. When she woke up, she discovered she was in heaven. All wrapped up and snugly in her marefriend's embrace."Trixie whispered, snuggling closer into Twilight's arms.

"You make me happy. Really. I don't know what I'd do without you. But I know I can't go back to life before you." Twilight whispered quietly.

"Trixie used to be afraid that she'd never find somepony. Now she's afraid what will happen if she loses that somepony. " Trixie mumbled lazily.

"It's funny. I've been reading everyone of Rarity's silly romance novels and not one of them ever described love as a conversation in the middle of the night." Mumbled the little purple unicorn in reply. Trixie gave a quiet sigh and gave her ear an annoyed flicker at the word.

"Love is hard to describe." She grumbled.

"T-R-I-X-I-E. I think that pretty much covers it. " Twilight whispered. Trixie rolled her eyes, and twisted over to lay on her back, peering up at the darkness on the ceiling. She couldn't help but to groan.

"What's gotten you so affectionate tonight? You're not usually this corny." Grumbled the blue pony, suddenly feeling irritated.

"I was just thinking. With all the adventures we've had, and the challenges we've faced...that... I don't say it enough." Twilight whispered.

"Say what?"

"I love you." Said Twilight. Trixie gave an annoyed groan and shook her head.

"Don't expect to hear it too often. Trixie hates that phrase."

"Y-you do?" Twilight asked, watching Trixie shift her rump and twist up into a sitting position in the bed. She glanced over her shoulder at her mare friend and gave a quiet sigh.

"...Yeah. True love is something you feel, not something you say. You can love a sandwich, or a color or a book. You hear it all the time. "Oh, I love those flowers!" or, "Oh, I love that vase." But that's just ponies saying words. It's not the true meaning of the word. It's a phrase that's lost it's value. You learn these things on the road. Love isn't some word you use to describe something it's...it's more than that. Real true love, you know? "

"Oh..." Twilight said glumly. Trixie reached out and grasped Twilight's hoof, drawing it in to press gently against her chest.

"Do you feel that?" She asked quietly, holding Twilight's hoof against her chest, where it pressed directly over the gentle thumping of her heart. Twilight nodded her head quietly, and Trixie smiled.

"What's it telling you?" She whispered. Twilight's lips twisted into a gentle smile and the pony closed her eyes.

"That I don't need to say what we both know we feel."

"My mare friend is the smartest in Equestria. Cutest, too. Get some sleep. Trixie believes we shall have to save the world tomorrow. AGAIN."

"What are ya thinking? I'm thinking...hmmm... meteorite. Knocked off course somehow, and we'll only hear about it tomorrow and have to figure out how to stop it from destroying everything. "

"Naw. It's gonna be dragons. Gotta be. We haven't had a dragon crisis in a while, save the time Trixie made Spike those lemon strawberry tarts. How was Trixie to know he was allergic!" She wailed. Twilight giggled, shifting down under the blankets of the bed, snuggling in next to the pony who snuggled her in return.

"Hey...Twilight?" Trixie whispered, feeling a sudden wave of drowsiness wash over her.

"Mmmm?" Twilight squeaked quietly, and gave a gentle sigh when she felt Trixie lovingly reach out to rest her hoof against Twilight's chest.

Twilight gave a love sick, sleepy grin and closed her eyes. She didn't have to say a word.

I love you too, Trixie.

Author's Note

Unedited because It is 3 am, and Lady Rarity is so tired she can't sleep it's turning to sheer anger. She'll edit it when she gets a good 8 hours, but this has been sitting on my hard drive for a while, and ugh. It's something sappy I've been meaning to post.