Coco Pommel pushed open the door to exit her first period classroom, the sea of creatures walking by and speaking amongst each other flooding noise back into the room and the teenage filly’s ears in particular, making her wince slightly despite having dealt with it so many times before.
“Thank you for helping again, dear!” Ms. Cheerilee called out from her desk inside the room, putting away the papers she and her best student collected from many of the desks.
“Oh- of course!” Coco managed to reply, glancing back at the teacher with a smile before adjusting the purple backpack straps on her shoulders and heading out of the room into the packed halls. She was swiftly able to work her way into a small gap in the current and walk with it towards her next class, despite her tail nearly brushing against multiple other creatures and the disquieting buzz of electric lights above with the only natural light coming from wall-height windows at the end of the hall.
She shivered slightly despite the stuffy warmth that seeped in through her white blouse, red tie, and thigh-length purple skirt, making her take a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself--she knew she was only in a particularly dense section of the halls, being near the commons area on the first floor and all, so she just had to navigate the river of taller creatures out towards a more sparsely-populated area and-
Thump!
Avoid getting bumped.
‘...So much for that idea...’ Coco mumbled in her head, shaking herself off from being thrown off her balance, and then watching everycreature around her as she resumed walking to dodge out of the way of anyone that might run into her. She did know a lot of them did it with some level of intention, but at least they most of the time didn’t actively bully her for being a ‘nerd’ or ‘doormat’ that they sometimes said she was.
Frowning at those memories, the cream-coated mare moved to sidle herself through a couple groups of students, not understanding why they had to be so rude. ‘Sure, I’m nice, but there’s no reason to be so mean about it!’ She thought to herself, but that thought soon turned towards the one classmate of hers that did often bully her and how she never really disliked it...
A metallic BANG! soon echoed out through the halls, jerking Coco’s attention back up to her surroundings, where she found herself in a brightly window-lit side hallway with only a few other students in its entirety, two of them a short ways before her. ‘Speak of Tirek...’ She muttered in her mind, her mouth too busy dropping open slightly as her heart rate soared, her eyes focusing on the big, brawny form of Gilda the griffon shoving somepony else against the lockers.
“I told you to leave me alone, dweeb!” Gilda shouted in her deep, powerful voice at the white pony she was probably denting the lockers with, her big, sharp claws practically grabbing the smaller pony by the throat, making their wings flare out a bit in panic.
“I-I just thought you needed some fun!” The pegasus--Surprise, Coco could tell now that she could hear her--replied with a forced smile, sweating and shaking due to the massive form looming over her.
“Oh yeah?” Gilda sneered back, “Well, it looks like I’m ‘bout to have some real fun...” Her razor-sharp teeth grew into a wicked grin as she leaned closer into her prey’s face, the big, strong wings sticking out of her thick leather jacket unfolding to further cover whatever horrible thing she was about to do to the girl under her.
While Coco knew she should be fearing for her friend, she didn’t have it in her to resist admiring how powerful and confident the griffon was; to practically threaten somecreature’s life, in a public school, in the hall, where anyone could see?! Anyone could call out and try to stop her, but Coco herself she’d never try to stop whatever horrible, terrible thing the huge hen would do to her...
No doubt Gilda would call out the petite earth pony on being such a pathetic nerd (while she hated how many other creatures called her that, but for some reason, that never mattered with the griffon) and slam her against the lockers, her huge physique preventing the filly from escaping before maybe tearing at that filly’s clothes, exposing her underwear-less cream coat out for all the other students to see, and, and...
“Coco!” A voice suddenly shouted from behind the pony, making her snap back to reality with a sharp ‘EEP!’ and turn around to see Suri Polomare entering the hallway and power-walking with intent for her. “You better have those notes for Math class!”
“R-right, g-give me a moment...” Coco stuttered back, swiftly pulling her backpack off her shoulders and putting it on the ground to open and root around through it, all while she tried to suppress the incredible heat in her face from ogling her crush for the past... however long she was doing that. Eventually, she managed to grab and pull out her notebook and, after checking it was the one for Math, handed it over towards her bossy classmate, who quickly jerked it from her hands and opened it to the set of pages sticky-noted with the current chapter.
Standing up with her still-open backpack, she could see the other earth pony taking out her phone as well to take photos of the chapter’s pages, her usual imperious frown on her face. Even if Coco did so desperately want to know what her crush was up to with the bubbly pegasus behind her, she didn’t dare look away, lest she face the wrath of Suri thinking she was getting distracted in her classes as well.
“Hm,” The lavender mare thought out loud as she took a glance across the photos on her phone before putting it back in her pocket and closing the notebook. “You should hope you actually take all the notes, and not just those you need, nerd,” She jeered and shoves the notebook back into Coco’s hands, then quickly turned around to walk back out of the hall, completely ignoring the poignant yet relieved sigh from the other pony.
The cyan-maned filly took a final glance at Suri to make sure she left before turning back around to look again at Gilda, only to find she was completely gone.
Coco blinked in bewilderment. ‘How did I not notice her leaving...?’ She asked herself, as the big, brusque griffoness would be nigh-impossible to ignore due to her thundering steps and loud, raucous voice... at least if the one meant to be listening wasn’t so focused on not showing intense panic to a control freak.
The earth pony sighed in disappointment, saddened that she wasn’t able to further observe her crush, and slipped her notebook back into her backpack before zipping it back up and pulling it back over her shoulders, then heading out down the hall towards her next class, where she knew she wouldn’t get much of a chance to think of her beloved beefcake.
‘Or, maybe I will after all...’ Coco Pommel thought to herself, tittering faintly as she exited her second class, having managed to excuse herself to go to the bathroom. Closing the door to the room full of bored teenagers and a boring lecture behind her, the pony looked left and right across the empty hallway, finding the utter absence of any other creature slightly eerie, but heading off to the right regardless.
‘Gilda probably wouldn’t find this spooky,’ Coco’s mind told her, and the demure smile she had on slowly grew into a flustered grin at the thought of the griffon. ‘Yeah, she’d probably revel in it,’ She thought back, glancing her eyes around as she walked to make sure no-one might suddenly appear and see how heated she was getting, ‘She’d probably use it to bully a bunch of people with nocreature able to stop her...
‘You know what, no; she’d prefer the populated hallways, right?’ She amended, shaking her head and feeling the heat in her face grow further, ‘She only threatened Surprise earlier because she could--she’s never been shy before about doing it in a packed hallway and mortifying the heck out of her victim...’ She bowed her head slightly, wrapping her arms around her waist in an attempt to cover her embarrassment. ‘I-I... gosh I wish she’d do that to me... Give me a wedgie like she did to Ditzy a few days; show everyone just how w-wet I get because of her...’
Coco’s walking was becoming bow-legged as a result of her thoughts, meaning she’d probably have to clean up more than what she was mainly going to the bathroom for, but that was hardly the worst outcome to happen when-
SLAM
The tan earth pony slammed into someone else’s back, prompting her to yelp and snap back to attention before quickly shuffling backward a few steps and sputtering out apologies, but her fretting was soon silenced by the voice that came next.
“HEY!” Gilda boomed as she swiftly turned around, and locked her eyes with the terrified and immensely flustered ones of Coco, “Watch where you’re goin’, dweeb!” The filly before her shook with each word said, the heated blush on her face growing into a burning crimson as those hawkish, golden eyes stared back at her with near-murderous intent, but just as soon as she could start admiring their ardor, the griffon seemed to realize who bumped into her and dialed back her anger somewhat.
However, the griffon still didn’t say anything on the matter, leaving the two creatures in an awkward silence as they stood in the otherwise empty hallway, one in mild frustration and the other in a vague approximation of control as she tried only mostly successfully not to break down in lust.
“U-uhm,” Coco eventually managed to speak up, though it was with a very dry, nearly broken voice that required a large gulp of saliva to fix before she continued, “H-hi.”
Gilda raised an eyebrow in bemusement, making the filly somehow further deepen her blush. “That’s all ya got to fuckin’ say to me? ‘Hi’?” She spat back, nearly taunting as she tilted her head to further its impact. Pulling back, she scoffed and added, “Fuckin’ pathetic.”
The other girl shivered some more at the harsh words, and bowed her head to try and hide her growing embarrassment while the griffoness stared back at her with an irked frown. The latter creature eventually shook it off and asked crudely, “The shit some goody-two-shoes little bitch like you doin’ skippin’ class anyway?”
“Wha-?” Coco started in response and looked back up, but when she finally registered the statement, she pulled back and raised her hands, appalled at the accusation, “T-that’s not what I’m doing!” She paused a moment to exhale and calm herself slightly before saying, “I was j-just going to the bathroom...”
“Oh,” Gilda replied neutrally, though somewhat surprised by the smaller girl’s rather extreme reaction.
The cream-coloured filly shook herself a bit, embarrassed again at snapping like that, but soon managed to stutter out, “Um, w-were you?” The other creature didn’t really change her expression, prompting Coco to add, “S-skipping, I mean?”
“Tch, yeah,” The hen replied casually, turning her body to lean back on the plain brick wall behind her, “No fuckin’ reason I wanna be listenin’ to some dull bullshit while a bunch a dweebs act like lil’ pets, y’know?”
Coco blinked at the austere description of a class, confused as to how anyone thought it was that bad.
“‘Sides, ain’t a damn chance that shit gettin’ into my head,” Gilda added, looking around at the multiple classroom doors in the hallway the two were in, her expression not in the least concerned about it. Smirking, she looked out of the large window at the end of the hall and said, “Might as well let ‘em kick me out; least that way, I’ll get some fuckin’ freedom.” The strong, brown wings on her back unfurling partially in a seemingly instinctual desire for flight, splaying across the wall and showing their well-sculpted musculature and the many feathers that many have needed a good preening.
While normally Coco, would have felt blessed to see such a tantalizing display, she was too caught up the casual statement about being expelled and all the implications that had. “No!” She shouted in horror, quickly jerking the hen’s attention back to her, “You can’t do that! School’s important for making sure you know how to live, and get a job! You can’t ignore that just because you find it boring or annoying or unhelpful! You can’t just give up, Gilda--if you can’t do it by yourself, there’s a lot of creatures here that’ll help you if you ask!”
The pony stared wide-eyed and practically shaking with ardour, too caught up to the horrible possibility of letting someone loose such an important stepping stone to make their life better to feel any embarrassment for shouting at her crush, and likewise, the griffon, who would normally beat the crap out of someone trying to tell her what to do, stood still in shock at the reserved and infamously subservient Coco Pommel shrieking at her like that.
“I...” Gilda muttered as the actual substance of the filly’s words clicked in her mind, “...Why does it matter to you?”
“Why shouldn’t it?” Coco replied simply, still with some of that inflamed passion she used in her outburst, and then asked, “I can help you study if you need it; will you let me?”
The griffoness blinked at the vague, yet kind words of the cream-coated mare as the two looked each other in the eyes, and opened her mouth to say ‘no’, but... found that she couldn’t. How could she have, looking into the big, shimmering cyan eyes of the smaller creature so full of fear, hope, and kindness as they looked back at her, though it was all so fragile that not even the biggest bully on campus herself could’ve turned it away.
Gilda took a deep breath and pulled her eyes away from those of her far too generous classmate, the encounter having left her with a stifling sense of embarrassment and a faint speckle of pink across her cheeks. “Fine,” She assented and took a glance back to the pony to see her reaction.
That very reaction did not disappoint, as Coco’s face lights up with happiness and surprise as she exclaimed, “Y-you will?!” She didn’t even give the other creature enough time to nod before jumping forward to hug her and shout out, “Thank you!”
The griffon recoiled slightly at the contact, but before she knew it, slender, furry arms were wrapped and pulled tight around her waist, their owner pressing her face into Gilda’s not-insignificantly-endowed chest, though with closed eyes and big, happy smile that said that it wasn’t quite intentional. That didn’t stop the larger creature from blushing heavier from it and frantically looking around the hallway to try and spot anyone who may have seen what was happening, though luckily there wasn’t anybody else there.
After several more seconds, though, Gilda did manage to decide that the hug was getting rather awkward and lengthy, so she decided to grab the filly’s forearms--carefully, as the claws taking the place of her own hands were very sharp--and pull slowly them off of herself. However, doing this had an unintended side effect, as it finally made the smaller girl’s attention snap into focus and realize what she was doing, forcing a loud gasp from her mouth as she jerked away from her crush and erupt a flaming blush onto her face.
“S-SORRY!” Coco all but screams in emotional chaos, eyes wide and mane frayed while she breathed heavily and erratically in panic, sputtering out, “I-I... didn’t- I-um-mean..-no, w-w-wait...”
It did come to a sudden end, though, when a golden claw wrapped around and shut close her muzzle, keeping enough of a firm grip on it to keep what was to be a shriek only peep out through the cream muzzle as a sharp exhale. “Chill yer fuckin’ tits, dweeb,” Gilda said curtly and with some amusement, as the tiny pony blushing and stuttering her way through an apology was rather cute and entertaining to watch.
Staring back at the griffon and feeling her claw clamping her own maw shut, Coco flushed yet harder and shook with embarrassment, though the feeling of the huge and powerful Gilda taking such a hold of her and commanding her so casually... it did make her forget about any previous panic, though at the expense that the blazing wetness downstairs came back in full force.
The big creature did let eventually her classmate go after seeing her franticness lessen, though any level of calmness got thrown out the window by the heated and mortified look on her face that came next. “Uh, you good?” Gilda asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion, and subconsciously backing away to avoid any ‘spills’.
“Bathroom,” Coco squeaked out, standing completely still and locking her legs together as she was remined of the call of nature, her eyes darting to the side towards the bathroom a ways down the hall.
“‘Kay, well...” The hen responded awkwardly, glancing over to the bathroom as well and gestured towards it with a claw, adding, “Go then.”
The cream filly nodded frantically and turned on the spot, quickly taking short strides down the hall, making sure to keep her legs still pressed together, but she soon came to a stop and turned her head around. “Um, s-so...” She muttered, much to the other creature’s visible bewilderment, “D-do you want to meet at the Library... a-around five?” Cracking her voice at the last word, she looked back at the griffon, who only remained confused at the question. “T-to study,” She clarified, making her classmate’s expression focus in understanding.
“Yeah, sure,” Gilda said off-handedly and lightly rolled her eyes in exasperation, though the pony didn’t notice.
“G-great!” Coco exclaimed, stood still for a few seconds, then added awkwardly, “S-see you t-then!” Only after all that did she finally turn back around and skitter down the hall towards the bathroom, leaving her crush to do... whatever masculine bully cat-birds did with their time.
That very same day, after school had finally come to a close, Coco Pommel had managed to find herself within the nearby Library, sitting stock still in one of the couches near the main set of double doors with her purple embroidered backpack sitting next to her, its owner wearing a prominent blush and sweating slightly with the knowledge of her situation rattling around violently in her head.
‘...w-we’re to study. Together. Just me and G-G-G...’ She couldn’t even say the name in her mind for fear of her face bursting into flames and leaving her to faint, with everyone else in the Library likely coming to check on her, and ask why she faint, and pester her over why she’s so darn flustered, and learn about--‘JUST STUDYING!’ She cut herself off, quickly using a hand to wipe of some of the sweat forming on her forehead, and glanced around nervously without turning her head.
Gulping down some anxiety, Coco tried to resume her train of thought, ‘Just me and her, s-sitting next to each other, where I... I’m tutoring her! We’re going to t-talk a b-bunch, and maybe she’ll need m-me to give her another pencil, a-and our hand and c-claw...’ She quickly wiped some more sweat of her face, though this time left her hand near her face to stare at it ‘W-will touch, a-and then out fingers and t-talons will lace t-together, and she’ll l-look me in the e-eyes and lean forward...’
Unfortunately, the earth pony’s daydream was soon shattered by the doors to her side opening, and while the reality crashing down on her so abruptly normally would have made her scream in terror and shame, she somehow managed to keep it down to a nasally gasp through only her nose as she jerked her head towards the doors as they opened in a slow, restrained fashion, eventually revealing the one creature she’s been waiting for the entire time she’s been there looking uncharacteristically cautious as she walked in and glanced around the warm, wooden interior, her eyes then coming to a stop on the pony herself.
“Uh, you good?” Gilda asked, seeming oddly confused and slightly worried.
Coco only managed to respond in a practically paralyzed whimper, “H-hm?”
“You look kinda sick, or somethin’,” The griffon added, and looked the filly up and down, easily noticing her immense shivering and sweating.
“F-f-fine!” Said shivering and sweating filly sputtered back, and tried to shake all of that off as she stood and focused on grabbing her backpack, muttering out, “Uhm...” Happening a glance at her study partner, she saw they were only getting more confused, making the pony quickly look away towards a far corner of the room, where she knew a rather secluded reading table was, and squeaked out, “S-so, let’s go...!”
Finally then did Coco shuffle down through the building, letting her crush follow her in her big, heavy boots that thump-ed on the thick-carpeted floor with each step as they walked by the rows upon rows of shelves, at one point passing the main circular desk at the center of the room, where the librarian stared warily at the griffon as she went past. Eventually though, after more shuffling and quiet tromping through rows of books, the two girls come within sight of a large wooden table near the back corner of the building, two dark red couches and a couple dark blue chairs right next to it.
The earth pony made her way to one of the couches and pulled off her backpack to set it on the rightmost seat, the mare herself sitting herself right next to it as she reached over to open the zipper on it and sift through everything inside, but she was quickly snapped out of that by a muffled thwump. Glancing over at the table where she heard it, she saw a brown tattered notebook with crude marker drawings and deep claw marks all over the cover, a strong golden claw keeping a faint grip on its warped spiral spine.
“Y-you brought your notebook...?” Coco asked, the question forcing itself from her throat as she stared in surprise as the notebook.
“Yeah,” Gilda deadpans back, using her sharp talons to open the notebook up and flip through the torn and doodle-filled pages, and a faint blush rose on her cheeks as she added casually, “Didn’t ‘xactly need you to do everything for me, y’know.”
The filly, though, while still focused on the notebook, heard some tension behind those words and immediately stuttered back, “O-oh, that’s fine! I-I just didn’t expect it!” Quickly realizing how that might sound, she tried to amend, “B-but I didn’t mean you’re s-s-stupid or anything... I-I know you’re not, um, even though I’m d-doing this--”
The griffon swiftly tuned the rambling out, rolling her eyes and looking away from the girl who still hadn’t managed to retrieve her own notebook out of her bag, despite it being rather necessary for what they were there to do. Sighing heavily, the hen placed a pair of talons on her temples, and tried to ignore the pony’s babbling, as while it wasn’t the most unbearable thing to listen to, what with all the obsessive kindness and feverish squeaking, it was hardly the most useful.
“Look, are we gonna do this or what?!” Gilda eventually shouted with just enough restraint to keep it from being a rageful roar, making the rambling girl quickly shut up and stare with wide eyes back at her classmate, while a few creatures near them glanced curiously their way, only to quickly go back to what they were doing.
The griffoness’s intense glare made Coco feel like she was going to melt as she stared back into those piercing golden eyes, but the anger in the other creature’s face managed to make the pony focus on what she wanted to do originally. “Uhm-” She squeaked, and quickly turned away from embarrassment and back towards her backpack to continue rifling through it, and asked quietly, “S-so, what do you w-want... to study f-first...?”
Gilda took a deep inhale, partially due to relief that she didn’t completely break the filly, and partially because she had no idea what studying anything was like, much less what subject would be easiest, leaving her to answer with a baffled shrug and emotionally mixed, “No fuckin’ clue.”
“O-oh, um...” Coco mumbled in response, and finally grabbed one of notebooks in her backpack and pulled it out, calling back from its label, “H-how about Math..?”
“I-...” The griffon replied nearly in irate denial, as the idea of starting with something so boring and nonsensical sounded like torture, but looking back into the wavering cyan eyes of the smaller girl, she knew that she might at least get it out of the way. Sighing once more, she looked back to her notebook and assented, “F-fine.”
“G-great!” The cream-coloured pony sputtered back in surprise, hardly expecting Gilda to accept so quickly, but still very happy about it. She swiftly put her own clean red notebook on the table and opened it to launch the two girls into their study session, where the less studious creature very quickly found out it all was just as boring as she had thought previously. Despite that though, she attempted to keep going, working through the messes of numbers and letters and reveling in the victories over them while happy cheering came from the side.
However, all of the mental strain of interpreting the messes on the papers and working out the problems soon managed to get to the physically-minded hen, slowing her faculties down and making every blink of hers get heavier and heavier... What already looked like practically incomprehensible smatterings of numbers and words slowly became smudged and blurred as weariness settled in, the high-pitched voice of her partner not doing much to help.
“Um, so after you subtract the ‘x’ from both sides, you can factor it out of both terms on the right side, making it become ‘x times fifteen plus.......” Gilda could barely tell what the voice was talking about, and all of the words faded into a mess of white noise as the foggy black and white in her vision melded into a grey mess, only to slowly fade to black...
“...So, you can tell these two sums will cancel out, right?” Coco asked offhandedly to her classmate, who after a couple short hours of replying with dry grunts or bewildered questions, only remained silent this time. “Right, G-Gilda?” She asked again, and glanced back to the griffon, who’s eyes were barely still open while her body slightly wavered on the spot, seeming hardly able to keep itself upright. “A-are you okay, G-Gilda?” The filly asked with concern, more of her attention now focused on the girl beside her, “Do you need-”
The pony was abruptly cut off by her crush’s body falling over onto her own, their heads and shoulders touching with cyan mane and purple-tipped feathers pressing into each other. Coco’s face immediately burst into flames at the contact, sitting stock still with wide eyes and massive red blush, the much larger and stronger body of the griffoness feeling so warm and firm against her side, its incredible weight practically pushing the smaller creature onto her side where she’d no doubt be crushed under all of the mass and muscle..!
‘A-ah! S-stop!’ The filly shouted to herself as her heart beat painfully hard in her chest, unable to even move a hand from her side help calm her madly shivering body, only leaving her to sputter in her mind, ‘Wh-wha! G-Gil-Gilda..sleep-ing oh-hn..! m-me...?!’ Rapidly moving her eyes around the room, which took no interest in the fire hazard breaking out, the far-too-warm girl asked herself, ‘W-what s-sh-should...?! C-can’t wake h-her, b-b-but...’
Coco tried to focus on the pair of notebooks on the table to keep herself grounded, but it only really reminded her how close they were to each other and made her sputter in realization, ‘W-we got.. t-to ..!’ Slowly moving her eyes up and sideways to see the big, powerful, huge girl leaning so carelessly against her, she knew there was no way she could muster up the courage to wake her, not with how much she was already shaking.
But... at the very least, this specific situation allowed the smaller pony to truly bask in her crush’s presence in a way she never could before, her cyan eyes soon drawn across the beautiful griffoness’s features. A pair of big, strong wings that were folded with care rested against the punk’s heavy leather jacket, the material usually terrifying and disgusting the equine’s herbivorous self, but in this instance, it really only lit up the prey part of her mind in a way that had her so desperately wanting to get trapped and beaten up by the predator right next to her...
Unfortunately, looking back at the sleeping face of that very predator reminded Coco that such brutality wasn’t liable to happen any time soon, so instead the filly had to opt for just admiring the face of the big creature resting on her shoulder. The white feathers which flowed into a cool amethyst at their tips coated the griffon’s head and neck, their surface looking so fluffy and soft despite the firm and intense demeanor of their owner, and the striking purple streaks around her eyes and the strong golden beak that looked meant to chomp through bone only served to accentuate that ferocity.
However, while that blazing ardour that so often made the little pony nearly cream herself wasn’t currently present in Gilda’s form, the placid serenity that replaced it may have been even more beautiful, especially given how few creatures must have ever seen it...
Coco’s heart was warmed by the implicit gesture of trust, and her body slowly stopped shivering while her mind became truly enraptured by the sheer beauty of her muscular, rebellious, and independent crush. She eventually started to lean forward subconsciously, her mouth pushing closer and closer to the beak of her beloved, until...
SNRK!
A relatively loud snore broke out from Gilda’s beak, making the filly immediately whip her head back away from the other creature and snap back to awareness, her mind quickly spiraling out of control and her heart rate spiking back up. ‘OMIGOSH! OMIGOSH! OMIGOSH! I N-NEARLY K-KISSED HER!’ She shouted spastically in her head, and her breathing picked up in a panicking fervor, ‘WHAT W-WAS I-I...’
Coco couldn’t finish her sentence before the griffon’s snoring perked back into her attention as it ramped down in intensity, fading from nearly grating spikes of noise into a low rumbling that sounded almost like... purring?
‘S-she... purrs?’ The earth pony asked herself, panic quickly fading under her awe of what she was witnessing; she knew the punk griffon had a very strong reputation as a rough bully who wouldn’t let anyone talk harshly about her, so the fact that she made such a quiet and adorable noise when she slept was rather shocking, to say the least.
Coco’s face broke out into a broad grin and she leaned herself back forward towards the hen, pulling up her arms to wrap them around the much larger one her beautiful feline crush was leaning against her while being careful not to disturb her, and then sighed and stared dreamily at the other creature’s sleeping face and mumbled to herself, “So cute...”
The pony could hardly take it--she wanted to scream it out to the heavens, so that everycreature in the world could know just how pretty and nice the big, tough griffon could actually be, but not only would the timid filly not have to courage (or the vocal strength) to do such a thing, she also knew telling anyone would probably make Gilda literally kill her...
Well, at least she could appreciate it by herself.
Just then, Coco let out a small, dainty yawn, making her realize how tired she really was.
‘Gosh, I didn’t think...’ The little pony thought as she pushed herself up against her crush and let their cheeks rest against each other, rubbing their fluff and feathers slightly, ‘...That being with her would sap no much of my energy...’ Yawning again, she closed her eyes and let the strangely soothing scent of smoke and umami as well as the presence of big and strong creature that wouldn’t let anything bad befall her friend lull her to a pleasant sleep, where she could maybe have some more dream adventures with her friend.
Author's Note
I’m using the term ‘hen’ to describe a female griffon, and I’m really just taking it from Lovely Little Letters by Backlash91.
