Nightly Arrangements...

Nightly Arrangements...

“So… we kinda got distracted about the whole ‘us datin’’ thing…” I quietly and uncertainly said as we trotted back to the tree house.

“As I’m aware…” Twilight plainly retorted.

“Any ideas?”

“Hmm… no, none. As far as I see it, the only thing we can do now is to let the rumor ride itself out. Given how much happens around this town, it’ll probably be old news by tomorrow afternoon.”

“Right…” We were silent for a few minutes before something spontaneously popped up in my mind. “Hey, can I ask you somethin’?”

“What’s up?”

“Before we ran into Fluttershy earlier today… you looked like you was really lost in thought. What was it you was tryna tell me?”

“O-oh! That? I was just… wondering about how Pinkie’s party would’ve gone if Rarity wound up telling everypony that we’re together… which happened anyway, evidently. I couldn’t tell you then because it was supposed to be a surprise…” I was a bit skeptical about Twi’s response, given that I remember her blushing and refusing to look me in the eye, coupled with the fact that Rarity said she’d be too busy making a dress to talk to anyone except Spike… but then I thought that I was just being paranoid. Plus, that party sure was quite the surprise.

“Oh, alright. What’s on the list of things to do for tomorrow?”

“I’ll need you to look at the notebook a little more and maybe answer some more questions. After that, we could go to Canterlot to meet Princess Celestia, depending on her schedule. If she’s too busy, then I guess we could just knock all the questions out with the time we have. From there, if there’s time, we could take another walk around Ponyville.” I was amazed to see that she’d planned out everything in a matter of seconds.

“Sounds like a plan. I been wantin’ t’ see this Sun Goddess o’ yours… But seein’ as she rules this land, I won’t get my hopes up about meetin’ her for sure tomorrow.” We’d finally reached the library and went inside. I followed Twilight to her room and watched as she laid the sleeping Spike in a basket-bed and laid a blanket over him.

“I don’t suppose you have a couch or a guest room here?” I asked quietly.

“Unfortunately, no,” Twi responded. “This is a library, so this doesn’t exactly accommodate for guests. As a matter of fact, I’ve only had one sleep-over in this place. Buuuut, there’s an extra bed right over there that you can use… unless of course, you want to sleep with me,” she suggested nonchalantly. I was unreasonably caught off guard by that statement.

“…what?”

“I said—!”

“I heard you… but still…”

“What’s the problem? You’ve slept with me before.”

“Well, yeah… but I’m a pony now, an’ you’re a pony, an’…”

“And…? What’s your point?”

“Well… y’know… biology…” I tried to keep it as vague as possible.

“What are you talki—?” she began to ask, but gasped in disbelief as she finally realized my lewd thought mid-sentence. “Ty! You… you didn’t think I meant—?”

“N-no!” I hurriedly answered. She gave me a deadpan “Don’t you lie to me” look. “Okay, yes, sort of…” I admitted with shame. “But i’ss because this time, we’re the same species an’ I uh… I dunno how that would carry over from us sleepin’ together when I was a human…”

“Oh, well I don’t see how it would be too different unless…” Her eyes widened. “…Unless what you’re implying is… is that you being a pony for a day has already changed how you feel about me…?”

“What? N-no, of course not.” I brazenly fibbed as turned my head away, towards her window. I didn’t want to admit that being a pony actually did make me start to feel some type of new way for her… There were so many thoughts racing through my head. Like how it would be wrong. How I wasn’t actually a pony. How I’m human. How we don’t even live in the same universe. As a human, Twilight and I bonded quickly back in my world. But the bond was purely platonic. I had no reason or motivation to see her as anything more than a friend or a pet of sorts. But being turned into the same species as the unicorn began to toy with my mind, even though I’d only been like this for a day, which reminded me; I wouldn’t be here in Equestria forever… I refused to develop or acknowledge any unusual feelings for anypony for the indefinite, yet severely limited amount of time I was here… even Twilight. Doing so would only make my departure and our eventual separation from one another much more difficult.

“Oh, okay…” she said. I expected her to be relieved by my response, but the look I saw on her face when I turned back to face her… it seemed to be one of slight disappointment. That killed me inside.

“*sigh* Listen… I’m just overreactin’ to a foolish— or should I say ‘foalish’ assumption I made…  I’ll sleep with you… if you’re alright with that,” I offered with a sympathetic smile. She brightened up a little and smiled herself. We climbed into her bed and lay juxtaposed with each other.

“So… how’s this gonna work?” I asked.

“We’ll just turn our backs to each other, I suppose.” She answered.

“Sounds good.”

“Alright. Good night, Ty…”

“Good night, Twi…” I tried to go to sleep, but something was eating at me, keeping me awake. I knew what it was, but I didn’t know why it was bothering me like this. I eventually figured it would keep me up all night if I tried to push it to the back of my mind. “Hey… Twilight?”

“Yes…?” She tiredly asked, although she didn’t move.

“Now or never…”

I sighed quietly and swallowed hard, gaining enough courage to sit up, turn around and place a small, tender kiss on the unicorn’s cheek. Although she didn’t move from her original position, I saw her horn flicker with magic for an instant.

“Sweet dreams...” I said as I turned back around and shut my eyes. My heart was racing, but that didn’t keep me from finally finding peace as fatigue instantly overtook me. I shifted myself into a more comfortable position (as comfortable as I could get with all my limbs bending in the opposite way of what I was used to) as I was drifting off into a much-needed slumber. Sometime after I’d lost myself in a comfortable night-long ride to the infinitely vast land of dreams, I swear I felt something softly touching my own cheek and holding itself there for a few seconds. My eyes sprang halfway open, but slowly closed once again as a calm smile crept onto my face. The foreign object attaching itself to my cheek felt wet, yet… warm. It also felt like there were two of them. The objects removed themselves with a quiet pop.

“Sweet dreams, Tyshawn…” a familiar voice whispered.