Daily Spinyltap

“I hate Mondays…” Vinyl tossed and turned in her bed, her stomach twisting and turning in unison. “Ergh.”

“Vinyl, relax, it’s okay.” Spike sat on the bed next to her. “Just try and stay comfortable. Do you need anything to drink or eat?”

“Oh Celestia, please don’t mention food!” Vinyl turned to lay on her back and tried to stifle down the vomit. “I must’ve eaten way too many snacks yesterday during the game. That’s the last time I eat two bowls of extra hot salsa.”

“Yeah, and maybe you should’ve stopped after the third bottle Smirhoof Ice. From what I understand, ponies don’t have quite as much alcohol tolerance as we dragons do.”

“Ugh… don’t remind me,” Vinyl moaned out. “Please, go get a doctor or rub my stomach or something!”

“Okay, okay, I can do that much.” Spike gently rubbed his palm in circles on Vinyl’s tummy, eliciting a soft sigh of relief from her. “Is this helping?”

Vinyl rested her head against her pillow and closed her eyes. “Yeah, that helps a lot. Just… Just keep doing it, okay?”

“No problem,” Spike said with a smile. “Although, I fully expect you to return the favor if and when I ever get sick.”

“Sounds good to me,” Vinyl said. “But for now, keep putting those claws to good use.”

For the better part of the next thirty minutes Spike was stuck in position, doing his part to help Vinyl feel better. It wasn’t the most glorious of tasks, but helping his mare feel better was always worth the time it took..

“Alright, Spike, I think I feel better now. “Vinyl sat up and looked at him. “I’m still not sure I want to get out of the bed yet. So, you know what that means, right?”

“I should go check the mail and do the other daily tasks you usually do?”

“Nope, it means that you’ve gotta stay in bed with me just in case I start feeling like crap again.” Vinyl wrapped her hooves around Spike and dragged him back into the bed with her.

“Well, apparently I have little choice in the matter,” Spike said with a chuckle.

“Actually, you have no choice in the matter.” Vinyl laughed and wrapped Spike up in a tight embrace.

“Hmm, I can think of worse places to be trapped then up against a hot mare,” Spike said. “So, what should we do today?”

“Well, it’s a Monday, so we better not try and face the world. Way too risky.”

“We could always go mess with Octavia,” Spike said. “That sounds like fun.”

“That… actually sounds like a great idea. But not today.” Vinyl rubbed her chin. “If you ask me, the best course of action would be to stay right here… all day.”

“All day?” Spike asked.

“All day.” Vinyl smiled and wrapped up Spike tightly. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m going to try and get some sleep. I didn’t exactly get a  whole lot of sleep last night.”

“A full day of sleeping with you? Yep, sounds like a great idea to me. Good night, Vinyl. Or should I say… good day?”

“Just shut up and hold me.”

Spike did just so.