Fulfilling Pinkie's Dream

“Poor Triton… having to go into work after being up most of the night…” Twilight gave another shuddering yawn and rubbed her eyes with the tablecloth. Oh, she was going to need a bath later after her impromptu facial and would probably need to help Pinkie mop the floor. I hope the post office has good homeowner’s insurance!.

Twilight felt Pinkie’s warm, squishy barrel press up against her, followed by a leg draped over her back. “Io didn’t get much sleep either. That doesn’t mean we have to suffer, eh fillyfriend?” Pinkie replied with a wink.

Twilight threw a leg over Pinkie’s back in kind, winking back. “Not at all, Pinkie. Not at all…”

Twilight’s eyes began to droop, fading off into sleep...

Only to be rousted by a crack of thunder outside the window. The two yelped in surprise, scrambled up onto all fours and promptly slipping on the wet floor beneath them.

“Huh? But there was nothing in the weather schedule about a thunderstorm!” Twilight ran to the front deck and saw that the sky was almost entirely clear in all directions, but the scene was belied yet again by another sharp crash of thunder. Hey, what gives?

“Twilight? Come here on the back landing. Look over there!”

Twilight ran over to where Pinkie had indicated and saw torrential rain and dense, black clouds hanging over one particular forested area — the place where they’d just been camped.

Pinkie turned to look at Twilight, her cheeks puffed up, snorting with suppressed laughter.

Oh no…

Pinkie snorted again as she giggled into both hooves.

“Oh go on, laugh!” Twilight waved a hoof at the sky, irritably.

“Ahahahahahahahahahahahaha!” Pinkie rolled over on her back, legs flailing and blue eyes streaked with tears of mirth. “They’re going to end up naming that hill after you, ya know!”

Twilight stared forlornly over at the storm, a cloudburst circled by a team of Pegasi, who were using it to douse the hill she and Triton had been camped out on, cleansing it with a massive monsoon. Worse, she could make out most of the team working on it given how close they were, including Cloud Kicker who could reputedly identify the smell of marecum from a mile off and was good enough with identifying said marecum to have her testimony submitted as evidence in court.

Her ears and shoulders slumped at the knowledge that her reputation was about to be ruined. “I don’t know what’s worse… that I’m going to have to go back over to collect a thousand bits worth of ruined property, or that everypony working on that storm will identify that property as mine!” She buried her head in her hooves.

Pinkie froze mid-hysterics, drawing Twilight’s gaze as her eyes went wide, pointing over the top of Twilight’s head. “Actually, Twi… there might be one teensy thing worse than either of those two things...”

“What do you —” Twilight looked up too late to see a pony-sized nimbus cloud suspended mere inches above her head which burst forth a deluge, saturating her in seconds.

“Rainbow Daaash!” Twilight shouted into the cloud which dissipated quickly after expending its payload, revealing a cyan-coated, spectral maned pegasus.

“A little something to cool ya off, Twilight Spunkle!” The cyan pegasus flew off laughing to the cheers of her weather team, who gave Twilight herself looks that ranged from impressed to outright leering.

Pinkie Pie chuckled again. “Twilight… Spunkle!”

Twilight shook her head slowly, smiling despite her dripping mane and fur. “I earned that one, didn’t I?”

“Yes… Yes, you did Twilight!” she agreed. “And I couldn’t be prouder!”

“Thanks, Pinkie.” Twilight walked back inside, Pinkie laughing on her shoulder all the way to the bathtub.