Sleeping Belle

2
"Sleepy Little Filly"

Rarity awoke to the sound of her alarm clock. Seven AM, time to get up... whether she'd slept well the night before or not. The mare reached over to shut it off, then stretched back, taking off her sleep mask. She could've stood to sleep an hour or two more, but would function fine on this sleep. Besides, if she didn't get up she knew Sweetie Belle and Button Mash would soon be out of bed. It would be a good idea to have breakfast ready.

Setting her hooves on the cold floor Rarity gingerly crept across the hall, looking in to Sweetie Belle's room to see that Button Mash was no longer there and Sweetie Belle seemed to have shifted to her side during the night and appeared to be stretching. Rarity looked down the hall to see the bathroom door closed, a light underneath it. She walked passed and down the stairs quietly.

Opalescence meowed when she saw her mistress coming, signifying that the kitty cat could use a little something to eat herself. Soon Rarity was being followed by her meowing pet, but she was quick to sate Opal's appetite. Using her magic, Rarity pulled a few treats from a bag in her kitchen drawer for the cat, who greedily ate them as they touched the floor. Then the sleepy mare started up the burner on the stove, getting everything ready to make breakfast. Cooking, when compared to last night's activity, also felt familiar... but was much more relaxing. She would make pancakes for all three... maple syrup, blueberries, strawberries, and a touch of garnish for good measure.

It didn't take long for one of the two to come down stairs. Button Mash was first, of course. He came bounding down the stairs, promptly sitting at the table, still wearing his half backwards pajamas, but also his signature beanie. Rarity did not take her eye off the burner, wanting to get the pancakes -just- right before serving.

"Hi Rarity!"

"Good morning Button," she said, with a nod. "Slept well, I take it?"

"Uh-huh!" the beanie-clad colt replied. "Like a log!"

"That is wonderful. Do you know if Sweetie Belle is still asleep?"

"She's in the bathroom." Button rolled his eyes, not that Rarity could see. "She always takes so long in there, and she's taking super long today. It's so frustrating... I'm hungry right now!"

Rarity nodded.

"It is... understandable that you might not see why it's so necessary, but believe me, it is."

"A mare has to look good?" Button said, with a questioning tone, sounding as though he was echoing some other pony's idea.

Rarity shook her head in disbelief.

"Wh- where in Equestria did you hear that?"

"Um..." The colt fidgeted with his propeller, grinning nervously. "Lucky guess?"

Rarity glanced back, a sly smile on her face.

"Oh, I see," she said, causing Button to blush. "Well, she'll be along shortly then... I trust you like pancakes?"

Button's eyes lit up.

"Do I!?"

"Good." Rarity flipped the jack with her magic. "Because they're almost ready!"

Just as she used her magic to grab the plates, as if on cue, Rarity noticed out of the corner of her eye Sweetie Belle traipsing slowly into the kitchen, rubbing her eyes. Judging by her wet mane, and the fact that she was no longer in her pajamas, the filly looked as though she had been in the shower. She also looked a tad sleepy still, but the sugar in the syrup would likely help get her motor going. She sat down beside her coltfriend, glancing over at him as an awkward grin on grew on his face.

"See? I told you Rarity was up," Button gloated. "Also, um... why aren't you wearing your PJs anymore?"

"I don't feel like it," Sweetie replied, matter-of-factly.

Sensing something was off, Rarity stepped in. "Good morning Sweetie Belle," she said, not taking her eyes off the burner.

"Morning Rarity."

"Hey, Sweetie Belle." Button poked the sleepy filly in the shoulder. "You won't believe the dream I had last night. It was about you!"

Rarity chuckled, filling three plates with a stack each.

"Were you two playing that game you like about mining? The one where you can create beautiful things out of blocks?"

"No, we weren't playing video games. Not this time."

Again, Rarity chuckled... this time more nervously.

Hopefully I won't have to suggest his parents talk with him about the Birds and the Bees next. She glanced over her shoulder, to see even Sweetie Belle curiously looking at the colt. "Well, what was it?"

Button giggled, putting a hoof over his face.

"You were getting put in diapers, Sweetie Belle! Seriously I'd never seen anything like it!"

Rarity looked back in horror as Sweetie Belle froze, eyes growing wide. She almost dropped a plate herself, but regained her composure just in time... not that either pony noticed.

"What an... interesting dream, Button Mash," Rarity interjected as she set a plate of pancakes in front of him. She added copious amounts of fruit and whipped cream, hoping that would shut him up.

"I know!" the colt replied, taking a fork from Rarity's aura, then a huge (and gross) bite from the stack, chewing with his mouth open. "They don't make diapers that fit big ponies, though. Just babies."

Normally Rarity would've corrected him -- she'd been asked a hoofful of times to custom make a few garments to accommodate mares, stallions, and older little ponies like themselves with special needs. Instead, she found herself putting and extra amount of detail into Sweetie's breakfast... shaping it like a teddy bear. She added a few bits of garnish, whipped cream and berries to make it look like he had white hair, a green mustache and blue eyes. Anything to get Sweetie Belle feeling better, stat.

"Good thing it was just a dream," she said, winking at Sweetie Belle as she set the detailed meal down. "That would, of course, be quite cruel to make fun of, wouldn't it? Enjoy Sweetie."

Sweetie Belle gave a light smile, attempting to pick up a fork in her green aura... when that did not work she picked it up with her hoof and dug in.

Rarity turned back to the stove, quickly throwing together her own breakfast as she listened to the two foals talk. Nothing else was mentioned about Button's little dream, and Rarity glanced back more than once to be sure Sweetie Belle was okay. When she saw a sincere smile on the filly's face, she heaved sigh a of relief... it seemed everything was okay. Sweetie was not the best actor, and even though Button's jokes could be exceptionally bad, he always did manage to make her laugh.

Setting her meal on the table, Rarity began eating. She normally took slow, lady-like bites, but today... today she was going to be busy. Even so, by the time she down sat at the table, Button (almost shoveling it in), was about three-quarters done with his meal. By the time Sweetie was a third done with hers, Button was finished, whereas Rarity had barely even started.

BURP!

"That was good, Rarity," the colt said, getting up and leaving his plate where it was. He turned to Sweetie Belle. "See you in a bit!"

He then trotted off without another word, leaving his chair out. Rarity rolled her eyes, but knew Sweetie Belle could have much worse coltfriends, especially when she got older. Plus Button had this sort of naive charm, and she could understand why Sweetie would find it so endearing. It was possible in a couple of years their relationship could grow to something special... or perhaps it would crumble. Time would tell, but for right now things were pleasant. Awkward, but pleasant.