The soft glow of the morning sun shining through her bedroom window causing a cascade of blue and purple sparkles to reflect everywhere was one of Twilight’s favorite views of the interior of the castle. It was just one she didn’t have the chance to see very often. She blinked lazily as she looked around. Her entire room was in disarray. Clothing littered the floor, her door was ajar, and a few items on her dresser had been knocked down. A stack of papers had fallen from her desk to the floor, and the toppled desk chair laid on its side. A soft smile appeared on her face as her purple eyes landed on the woman still asleep in her bed. The deep magenta sheets mostly covered her ivory skin, exposing only her back to Twilight.
Softly, Twilight ran a dusky hand from the base of her spine up to the nape of her neck, stopping only when the once pristine, now ragged, deep purple spiral curls forced her. The woman groaned a little as she turned on her back to look at Twilight, her eyes still full of the sleep Twilight had forced her from. Her smile was radiant. “Good morning, my darling.” Using one hand to clutch the sheets to herself, she used the other to stroke Twilight’s cheek. “Sleep well?”
“You could say that.” Twilight leaned into Rarity’s touch, closing her eyes for a moment. The bed shifted and she opened her eyes to find on her on her side, facing her and much closer than she had been a moment ago. “You were sleeping really well.”
A giggle. “Yes, until you woke me.” Rarity licked her lips. “How are you feeling?”
“Like the luckiest person alive,” Twilight whispered. Quickly, she leaned in and kissed Rarity, her hand going to Rarity’s cheek. Their lips moved together slowly in a well-practiced dance. The softness of Rarity’s lips always surprised Twilight, and she reveled in the feeling. She pulled away, but went back a half second later, until she forced herself to sit up. Rarity was breathing hard, her face flushed. “We have to go and meet the girls.” Twilight extracted herself from the sheets and Rarity’s grabbing hands, giggling. “Come on, now. We don’t want to be tardy, do we?”
Rarity groaned. “I hate that word. You need to strike it from your vocabulary.” She crawled to the other side of the bed, affecting her best pout. “Now, come back to bed. We can be a little late. It’s fashionable, you know.”
Twilight rolled her eyes. She finished zipping the jeans she had pulled over her hips and walked over to Rarity. Leaning down, so that her lips were even with Rarity’s ear, she whispered. “Only if you want to be late tonight, darling.” She leaned in and kissed Rarity on the cheek.
Leaving a wide-eyed and red-faced Rarity, she turned and opened a drawer on her dresser, pulling out a shirt to put on, before she began straightening the mess they had made as Rarity attempted to carry her to bed the night before. The bed squeaked a little as she heard Rarity get off and shuffling as she put her clothes on.
When she turned, Rarity was wearing a triumphant grin. “What do you think?” She was sitting on the bed, dressed, her arms expanded back to support her weight. And Twilight’s t-shirt from the night before on. A silver concave triangle on a black shirt, the words Space: The Final Frontier printed on it stretched tight across her chest.
Twilight licked her lips and walked across the room. She bent down, placing her hands on Rarity’s, and pressed their lips together. She pulled away with a smirk, her face close enough for Rarity to feel her breath as she spoke. “I didn’t think you could get any hotter until now. Talk nerdy to me.”
Rarity giggled, grabbing Twilight’s hands and pulling her down onto the bed. “Are you certain we can’t be just a little late to breakfast?” She bit her lip, her eyes imploring Twilight.
A devious smile spread across Twilight’s face. “Only if you wear that shirt.”
A little late turned out to be nearly thirty minutes, but both women showed up, showered and hair styled, a small plastic bag in tow, to the café. They sat with their friends, neither saying a word as they slid into the booth and ordered their food. The silence remained as their food arrived and they started eating.
Finally, Rainbow Dash groaned. “Seriously, you aren’t going to say anything? No ‘sorry we’re late’ or, you know, an explanation for why Rarity is in one of Twi’s dorky t-shirts?”
“Are you sure you want that explanation, Dash?” Applejack asked.
Fluttershy let out an ‘eep’ and hid her face behind her mug of tea.
Twilight rolled her eyes. “You guys are so immature. Rarity could have simply needed to borrow a shirt because she spilled tea on her other one. Did you ever think of that?”
Apple Jack’s deadpan expression killed any chance of playing it off. “Except that’s the same shirt you were wearing last night.”
Grabbing Rarity’s hand and squeezing, Twilight shook her head. “Oh, I’m not saying that’s what happened. Just that you shouldn’t jump to conclusions. A lady doesn’t comfortably talk of her indiscretions, right, Rarity?” Twilight’s cheeky grin made Rarity shake her head. “Or any future planed ones, either.”
Rarity’s face flushed.“You’re just terrible, Twilight Sparkle.”
She stuck her tongue out. “You like it.”
Dash gaged at the sight while Pinkie squealed out, “You guys are soooo cute.”
“Sickening, more like,” Dash added.
“Anyway,” Apple Jack said, “we were wonderin’ where y’all had gotten to, so now that you’re here, I reckon we can mark that off the list.”
Rainbow pointed at the couple. “You totally owe us though, since we had to wait so long while you guys did…whatever it was.”
Twilight shook her head. “We just had to buy a toothbrush, in all honesty. It’s just someone is very particular about her toothbrush.”
“Why shouldn’t I? Clean teeth is very important to good health.”
Dash snorted. “A toothbrush? Yeah, right.”
Rarity lifted the plastic bag and pulled out two brand-new toothbrushes. “We did.”
“Ooo, why did you both need a new toothbrush at the same time? Is something wrong with mine?” Pinkie gasped, her eyes wide. “Is there a toothbrush emergency? Do I need a stash of those too?”
Rarity put her hand on her forehead. “No, Pinkie, nothing like that. It’s just easier than remembering to transport a toothbrush.”
Dash jumped up, pointing at the couple. “Ha, I was right!”
