Ponymon

It was Monday of the next week and I was just returning home from school. However, I had no idea that this time I’d receive such a vigorous welcome from my furry compadre. As soon as I closed the door behind me, I heard a clopping of hooves and there was a dog sized horse charging at me.

As always, Suzzanne’s entré was fast and sudden and I didn’t have time to react before I’d get pinned to the door behind me. However, this time I didn’t hit myself, so there was no reason to get angry… Well, besides Suzanne’s slobber all over my face but I was almost kinda used to it at that point.

"Oh Jeez, Suzzanne,..!" I laughed, trying to dodge her big orange tongue while squirming away from the pony. There was nowhere to go though, so I just slid down onto the ground where she had even more of an advantage.

Eventually, I managed to hold the mare’s head steady between my palms, far enough from my face to avoid her way-too-wet kisses.

"I’m happy to see you too, but that was enough, okay?" I chuckled for the last time, glancing directly into her bright blue eyes. It made her giggle and friskily smile before calming down.

"Good girl..." I whispered into the mare’s ear afterwards. I gave her a few neck scritches too before I wiped my face with my sleeve and got up. Only then I realised that on the other side of the room sat my dad. He must have witnessed most of it, if not all.

"...That's strange, Anon, I thought I already taught her not to lick anyone's face." he said when our eyes met.

"Yeah, hi dad." I striked my usual nonchalant pose.

"Sorry, hi. …I was just a little surprised that she’d do this. Especially to you, who wouldn’t even let her near you most of the time."

"...I guess it's because of the walk we had. She must have really enjoyed it."

"So you're finally friends now?"

"I didn’t say it was mutual." I tried to lie, faking a frown "It's just that she- isn't that… bad?"

"Way to go Anon!"

“A new car or a better PC for me would still be a better investment though.”

"Can't always compare things like that son.” My dad smiled “Plus, you know your mother and sister. Even if I was against them, I'd get outvoted anyway."

"Yeah,.." I chuckled somewhat relieved that he didn’t poke fun at me about my change of attitude.

“...Are you going to walk her today too?" He broke the short silence.

"Say, what? Do I have to?" I turned at him in pretended emotion.

"Well, no... This time you don't. At least not because of me.” The man glanced at the pony.

Suzzanne was sitting next to me on her rump, preening her wings. When she saw that we’re both looking at her, she smiled; a feather still poking from her teeth.

"I'll... think about it. But even if I’ll go, then not right now. I just got back from school, I need some time for myself." I finally answered.

"Sure champ." Dad gave me a grin as I walked to my room.

It didn’t take long for me to hear a clopping of hoofsteps, approaching the teenager’s den. The pegasus must have finished the maintenance of her wings, as she was standing in my room merely a few minutes later.

“Soozan?” She held her hoof on the door handle, as if asking whether she can enter. I knew she wouldn’t close the door anyway but it was kinda cute.

“Sure, you can come in.” I just finished changing my pants for comfier ones, sitting in my gaming chair.

Suzanne sat right in front of me, adjusting her rump as if she was preparing for an important speech. Then she glanced straight into my eyes, inhaled through her nose and announced:

“Wunning.”

It made me chuckle. “I take it you’re giving me no choice, eh?”

The mare just wagged her tail and smiled. I couldn’t say no to that face.

“...Okay then, we’ll go, but I need a minute first. Later, okay?”

It wasn’t very clear to Suzanne though. She didn’t know the word “later” yet, so she just softly tilted her head, trying to figure me out. “...Wunning?” she asked again eventually; this time less confidently.

“We’ll go running, but later, Suzie. Alright?”

“Wunning!”

“Yeah, but not now. Later.” I patted her head and turned around in my seat. I was hoping she’d understand somehow but that was kind of foolish of me to think so. The mare climbed into her chair next to mine and watched my every movement, as if expecting us to go any minute.

I didn’t know how to explain what “not now” means, or if she’s even able to comprehend future time, so I decided I’d at least keep her entertained until then. I turned my speakers up and I glanced at Suzanne as I pressed play on a music video. “Hey, do you know this one?”

It was “Could have been me”, from The Struts, because it played in my head since morning.

“Don't wanna live as an untold story, rather go out in a blaze of glory, I can't hear you, I don't fear you!” I sang out loud.

The pony smiled somewhat cluelessly at first but I could see that she liked the melody. Soon she was bobbing her head and if she knew the words, she would probably be even singing along.

“Oh, so you like it!” I turned the volume up a little bit more. “This thing here’s called music. Mu-sic.”

“Moosic…” Suzanne repeated after me.

“Yup, music.” her pronunciation made me giggle while I reached closer to fondle her ears in reward for learning another word.

As much as she was enjoying the record, her delight of getting petted was even greater. However, it could have been both of these things combined that made her close her eyes and devotedly fall into my arms. Only when the song ended she eyed at the silent speakers, murmuring: “... No moosic.”

Needless to say, it surprised me greatly. Even though we talked about “yes and no running”, I didn’t realise she fully understood the concept of using positives and negatives in other words "Hey, you actually know the difference between yes and no!” I stopped. “Who taught you?!"

"...Soozan?"

"Of course." I laughed in amusement, resuming her head massage. "You're way smarter than I ever thought..."

The pony just fondly cooed, sneakily climbing onto my lap, which must have been her plan all along. She was relatively big for that but I didn’t mind at the moment. Sometimes you just gotta appreciate if there’s a warm, furry creature sitting on your thighs; even if she’s quite heavy. Maybe you should embrace her too. - And that’s exactly what I did.

I did hug Suzanne a few times before this particular hug felt just a little bit different, in a way. As I buried my face into her silky mane, wrapping my arms around her, it felt as if I was lovingly caressing a girl my age. With eyes closed, it was actually really easy to imagine.

For a while I slipped into my imagination, listening to her calm breaths while playing with her hair. It didn’t last very long though because I snapped back as soon as I realised my boner.

I couldn’t change the fact that I was holding our family pet; not a 17 years and 10 months old pubescent girl. I felt a little ashamed about myself when I let Suzanne go, glancing at her pony face. As familiar as a lot of her features were, she was definitely not a human. ‘It would have been cool if she could turn into one though’, I thought.

Anyway, after our little “moment”, I easened the embrace, expecting Suzanne to at least partly regain her posture. However, she didn’t. She stayed exactly in the same position that she was, just slowly sliding down from my lap. I didn’t try to catch her because I knew she was just asking for more attention. Only when she was about to fall, I told her:

“How about that walk Suzie? Wanna go running?”

It made her instantly spring up on my lap. “Wunning!”

“Oh yes, you did it after all Suzie, you managed to make me go.” I chuckled “Are you ready?”

She was. She jetted away from my room like a Honda Civic driven by that one guy who just got his driver’s licence. At first I thought she was rushing for the door but before I could put my jeans back on, she was back with her collar and a leash between her teeth.

“Hey, where did you even get that? Did my dad give it to you?” I took the slightly wet lead into my hand.

“Suuzzanne!” the miniature mare replied.

“Of course. Who else, right?” I grinned, clipping the collar onto her neck. “Let go then, Suzie.”

...

Just like the last time, I unclipped Suzanne’s collar as soon as we were out of my mom’s sight. I trusted the pony enough to let her go freely and I was rewarded with her best behaviour. She kept herself mostly on the green, next to the sidewalk: inspecting (and occasionally tasting) each different type of grass that grew there.

The weather that day was a lot better than it was yesterday too and we were both enjoying the bright sunlight that was slowly, yet surely, getting warmer each day. The sky was immensely blue, like a spacely sea above our world, and for a minute or two, I even spaced out staring into it, forgetting my duties completely.

It was only when I noticed one of our neighbours walking his big dog past us, that I realised I was supposed to look after Suzzane. I softly yanked and cringed in expectation of some unpleasant situation emerging because it would be too late to stop it at that point.

Thankfully though, the dog was friendly enough to merely sniff Suzzane’s butt and carry on, while Suzzane was too busy inspecting an ant procession to even notice him.

...I knew well just what kind of talk I’d get from my parents if anything happened because of my benevolence or momentary carelessness. More so, I couldn’t deny it would be justified this time.

So, from then on I stayed more vigilant of what’s around us as we progressed further.

Soon we were standing at a familiar place: before the narrow alley between the last two houses after which the residential zone ends. - About the spot where I lost Suzzane the last time.

I was hoping that the old dusty road on the other side of fences might be actually dusty again today; not muddy like it was yesterday. I wasn’t the only one to remember this place though, Suzzane also realised where she was. When I looked down, she was already sitting right in front of me, waiting for me to say the line:

“Uhh,.. yes running?” I chuckled.

The very moment that word crossed my lips, the pony circled around me, slapping my buttcheek with her wing, and she was off through the back alley.

"Suzanne wait!"I yelled but it was too late.

"WUNNIIIIIIIIING!!!" I only heard her galloping away.

Needless to say, just like yesterday, I went after her. And just like yesterday, I couldn't find her at the end of the alley.

This time I wasn't going to fall for the same trick though. I knew there wasn't any danger in sight and she's probably hiding behind one of the trees but I pretended to be clueless. Looking around, I even caught a slight glimpse of a colourful tail behind a tree trunk. So, I purposely turned the other way, calling "Suzieeee! Where are youuu? Where could you possibly be?"

Then I heard a rustle and I knew it was my time for revenge. I turned back around, standing firmly, and instead of getting knocked down, I caught the pouncing mare right in her flight; pinning her to the ground. To my surprise though, instead of her usual giggles that I expected, there was a high pitched “Eeep!” as if I was hurting her.

“Whoa hey, what did I do?” The sudden vocalisation made me quickly let go of the mare and pull away. To my utter shock she stayed on her back, not really moving. ...I knew that I didn’t hit her or anything but I wasn’t 100% sure. “Come on Suzzan, what happened?!” I moved closer in rapidly growing worry.

Before I could touch her though, the mare suddenly sprang up and tumbled me over with all of her weight. “Suzzaaan!”

“God I swear you’ll be the end of me!” I yelled from underneath her, finding myself in the exact same situation as yesterday with slobber all over my face and dirt on my back. “Just you wait!”

I mustered all my strength to break free, grab the colourful mini horse and roll her over to the side so I could get on top of her. It was partly done in anger about getting outsmarted again and I actually wanted to scold Suzzanne for what she had done but when I was face to face with the grinning pone, it made me somewhat melt again. There wasn’t really anything malicious in her expression. I just underestimated her intelligence and a love of games again.

So, instead of yelling at her, I turned all that energy built up inside me into a merciless tickle torture. The mare was squirming underneath me, making all kinds of sounds but I didn’t let her go until I was completely satisfied with the result. When I stood up, she remained on her back again, all exhausted, panting, but still grinning.

“Had enough?” I grinned back, watching her lazily wag her tail that was quite modestly covering her crotch. As I made a tiny step towards her again though, she was on all four in less than a second. Before I could process that, she ran around me, slapping me with her wing the same way she did before and she was off. This time she didn’t run far though. Less than 10 metres away from me, she took a playful stance, expecting me to chase her.

“Uh uh.” I shook my head “I’m not doing that. You’re way too fast...”

“SU-zzan!” the mare exclaimed in excitement.

I let her down though.

To avoid her, I continued alongside the creek on my right, instead of going straight ahead into the fields we walked yesterday. Suzzane just stood in her position, ready to take off at my first slight movement towards her; thinking it was just an act from my side. Only after I passed her, did she realise I’m serious.

Then I felt another slap on my buttcheek in an attempt to provoke me, yet the scenario went in the same manner. I just casually walked around her in a safe distance as if she wasn’t even there.

Suzzane tried to make me chase her a few times more, on each attempt stopping closer to me, but I just carried on, minding my own business. However, I lowkey already took the bait. I was just waiting for her to come close enough for me to actually have a chance. Then, at her fifth attempt to provoke me, I saw the mare letting her guard down for a second. I knew that was my chance.

With a sudden movement I leapt towards her, trying to grab her.

Yet,.. as much as I believed I’d outsmart her, Suzanne’s animalish reflexes were still superior to my long planned element of surprise. She recoiled away and I was on the ground again. Empty handed.

“Soooz! Sooz!” Suzzane excitedly jumped around me.

“God…” I sighed in defeat, not really caring about her tongue on my face anymore. “Why am I like this?”

When the pony was done celebrating her victory, she attempted to help me up, even though she actually made it somewhat harder. I did appreciate the effort though. After that, Suzzanne let me touch her again, knowing we aren’t playing a game anymore and probably to apologise too.

I was just a little mad for not learning from my mistakes but then I chuckled it off and gave the pony a few pets. Looking back, her “lessons” must have helped me a lot to stop taking myself too seriously; which I desperately needed, even though I didn’t know it.

Seeing we’re good again, Suzzanne began minding her own business after a little while. The mare was really frisky that day, more than usual, and it was fun to watch her joy in life.

The sun was shining as if clouds were just a hazy memory of times long ago. The creek was whispering to nearby trees of the far hills it was born in. The refreshing breeze was gently stroking the young green grass. The crops, planted on the neverending fields that would one day turn into a dry desert of grain, were still just green sprouts. And Suzzanne loved all of it. Just by watching her, I could feel a bit of the happiness that she felt. It was something new but familiar at the same time. A simple joy of life that I lost way too soon in my youth.

Through her, as if I could rediscover that forgotten wisdom.

The time flew unusually quickly for me and we must have walked more than a mile alongside the creek. A lot more than I planned when I turned that way at the end of the residential zone. We’d probably walk even further without stopping too much, if a peculiar thing didn’t start another of many-to-come Suzanne’s world exploring adventures.

It started with a black little bird flying around the colourful pony’s head, catching her attention as it sat on a nearby shrub. Suzzane froze completely at first, watching him go through some dry wooden sticks. However, after a little while, she made a few hesitant steps towards the little chirpy, flying thing. I expected the bird to scram at Suzzanne’s first movement but to my surprise, he didn’t. ‘It could have been her colours’, I thought. But then an even more strange of a thing happened.

Instead of flying away, the bird jumped straight onto Suzzane’s head, sitting there as if it was his nest. That was really hilarious to watch, because I could visibly see how much Suzzane struggled not to scare him away, while itching to inspect him closely. She always loved everything that flew. This time she didn’t have her way though, because the bird picked up his stick again and moved onto a branch that belonged to a nearby tree. That was where the “peculiar part” stopped and “classic Suzzane” returned.

“Sooz!” Suzzane exclaimed, throwing away all the sneakiness in an attempt to climb the tree after him. Needless to say it scared the bird away. I thought Suzzane would stop but for some reason she kept trying to reach the branch, even though he was already gone.

“Hey Suzzane, it’s not there anymore.” I laughed, watching her attempts.

“Suzzane.” Suzzane announced to me, as if saying “I know.” and she was at it again. ...I somewhat figured that her priorities changed and she just wanted to get up there. The quickly changing focus of attention was, and still is, kind of her thing; which I later learned to love and appreciate.

Each time she’d run up the tree trunk as far as she could and from there she’d bounce away, towards the branch; like a cat. While her attempts looked pretty impressive, they weren’t enough though. However, on the fourth one, she realised she could flap her tiny wings for an extra dash of speed. It was just enough for her to grab onto the branch with her front hooves.

"Woah! Nice work there!" I spontaneously applauded her in amusement and amazement at the same time. I honestly didn’t expect the miniature horse to get that far. On the other hand, it was as far as she could get because she was just hanging there, flapping her wings, unable to lift herself up on the branch. Eventually she had to let go.

"Hey, that was pretty impressive nonetheless, girl." I walked up to her, patting her back.

As I stood next to her though, something inside me arose that wanted to try what she did as well. For the record, I haven't climbed any trees since the 5th grade…

Anyway, filled with determination, I took a step back and leapt towards the branch that Suzanne reached before. And, unlike my lively compadre, I got there on my first attempt. It wasn’t because of a perfect athletic condition of course, the tree simply wasn’t that big. It was Suzzane who was kinda smoll. ...At least on all of her four legs.

When she saw me hanging from the tree, she got all excited, jumping around and making all kinds of encouraging noises while I used all of my strength to successfully lift myself up on the branch.

“Heh, maybe I’m still in shape after all.” I grinned, sitting there like a gargoyle.

It wasn’t actually that much of a feat (at least not for a 17 year old kid, I bet every grandpa in the neighbourhood would be impressed) but Suzzane’s cheering made me feel pretty good about it. Also, I was glad to show her that even if I wasn’t as fast as her, the human body has some different qualities.

I relished the moment for a few seconds and then I jumped down. As always, Suzzane saw that as a chance to give me some of her pony kisses before I’d stand up again.

“Jeez, thanks.” I wiped my mouth with a grin. “But hey, I’m sure you can do it too! You were almost there.” I then nudged Suzzane towards the tree again.

"Suuu...?" She gave me a questioning look.

"Of course I think so!" I laughed, clapping my hands and cheering for her like she did for me. "Come on! Suzzane! Suzzane!"

It really did give her enough confidence to try once again and she even got to the very same point she was before… except she couldn’t get any further, just like the last time. The squishy hooves were kicking and the tiny wings were flapping but Suzzane’s body just wasn’t really made for climbing trees.

It might have been cheating but I couldn’t just let her face such disappointment after encouraging her to try again. So, when she calmed down a bit to not kick me in the face upon approaching her, I pushed Suzzane’s pony butt high enough for her to climb up on the branch, assisting her to not fall off in the process.

“SUZZAAAAAN! Eeeeeee!" She squeed, chirping some happy gibberish once she was safely there.

I was relieved that my help didn’t dampen her happiness about making the climb.

That only lasted for a few seconds though, because once Suzzane fully realised just how high (compared to her own height of course) she was, she immediately got scared. Her already big pupils widened into big orbs, then shrunk into little dots before she closed her eyes, hugging the branch as if there was a molten lava underneath the tree. The fact that in reality, it couldn't have been more than 2,5 metres, didn’t really help.

"Come on, it's not that high!" I snickered, "You fell from there once before.”

Technically, she wasn’t all the way up before but I thought that a metre or half doesn’t make that much of a difference. It did to her though.

"Suuuuuu...." the mare whined sadly. That was right before she slipped around the branch with a surprised “Eeep!”, holding onto it from below with all of her limbs. Now that was a real terror to her.

“I’ll catch you, just let go.” I opened my arms widely. However, Suzzane refused to look down. It didn’t take long for her to start slipping though.

“SUUUUZZAAANEEE!” she cried for help, desperately trying to hold onto the tree, yet in vain. And the next moment, she fell,.. straight into my arms.

"There we go! I told you I'd catch you, you little chicken." I laughed, holding her like a bride or an oversized baby.

Upon realisation of what happened, Suzzane slowly opened her eyes and her face muscles unclenched from the fearful expression. I wanted to set her down before she could bombard me with her mlems but I was too slow. It was getting kinda old to have my mouth licked each time I’d confront her but I was slowly getting used to it too.

On my right, there was the creek that we followed for the past half an hour, so, after setting Suzzane down on the ground, I went there to wash my face in the water. Naturally, Suzzanne went with me.

She didn’t pay too much attention to the water before but now that she saw me splashing my face in there, she noticed that not only is it a curious thing, but it can be drinked as well. (She always had water in her bowl at home but the moving water was certainly a lot different kind of phenomena to her.) After splashing around with her hooves for a bit, she lowered her head towards the water surface but it was a bit too low to reach comfortably. The poner must have been parched from constantly running around and she was eager to serve her thirst there. I saw her hesitating merely for a second or two before she straight up walked into the creek without any scruples. However, soon the mud at the bottom began flowing up because of her and her fur got all brown from it.

“Damn Suzzane, here I thought you’d be relatively clean after today…” I murmured.

The wet and dirty, but happy, mare glanced at me with a wide smile, the water still dripping down from her chin.

“Well, I’m glad I won’t be the one who’ll have to wash you today.” I chuckled.

…

We went just a little further that day before I decided it might be time to turn back. After all, we still had to walk the same distance back home and I already felt pretty tired. I wasn’t the only one though because Suzzane was progressively slowing down too, until she just calmly walked at my own pace.

For the rest of the walk, the mare kept herself right next to me, just like yesterday. And, just like yesterday, she’d occasionally lean herself over my leg; which I didn’t appreciate that much considering her wet fur. Even then though, I felt really satisfied about the afternoon, more than I would be after finishing a video game with all its possible achievements.

I felt genuinely appreciated by the artless creature. She was the first one in my life to make me feel that way just for spending time with her, without having to pretend or do anything extraordinary. I knew that even though I might not always be good enough for my parents, the teachers and the rest of the society who’d judge me by my success in life, at least I’ll be good enough for Suzzane. She values people a lot differently than others.

...

The way back didn’t actually take as long as I expected. We weren’t making too many stops and even though our pace was kinda slow, it was still somewhat faster than the way there.

After more than two hours spent outside, we were finally approaching our home again. Looking at the house, I felt as if something was a bit off but over the enthusiastic state I was in, I didn’t fully realise what it was or why would it be important. Only when I opened the door, planning to head into my room and resume my usual activities, involving shooting people online and stabbing virtual bad guys, I realised that the house is awfully quiet.

"Mom?! Dad?!" I yelled. Yet, no one replied.

I glanced outside again, confirming what I already knew but somewhat didn’t pay attention to. Dad’s car was gone. In that second, the dots connected: Earlier I heard my dad saying something about doing groceries today. I must have thought he wouldn’t take everyone else with him.

Especially my mom who was supposed to wash Suzzanne.

“Aw man…” I glanced at the mudpony sitting on the doormat behind me. She cluelessly smiled in return. “What did I do to deserve this?” I sighed.

“Suzzan!” Suzzane immediately replied.

“Yeah right,..” I chuckled. “Well, I can’t just leave you outside till they return but you owe me one okay?”

...

Before everything else, I undressed myself to my shorts to avoid staining the clothing on me that was still somewhat clean. Then I picked Suzzane up and carried her to the bathroom so that she wouldn’t leave any hoofprints on the floor. I note that even though she was in range of my face, she didn’t attempt to lick me this time. Probably because she did that at least a dozen times before that day. She merely gazed at me with a smile on her face.

The pony seemed to be happy about getting carried like that, probably thinking it’s a form of affection from my side. This time it was exclusively for practical purposes though. She had no idea.

Eventually, I set her down into the bathtub, picking up the showerhead nearby.

"Ready for the second round of water today?” I nudged her with it.

“Sooz.” she nudged me back with her nose.

“I take it as a yes.” I grinned and turned the water flow on, setting it at a mild temperature.

That was my very first time washing Suzzane so I didn’t really know how she’d react. It wasn’t her first time in the bathtub though, so she was quite calm. To the point that she actually seemed to be quite enjoying it, especially when I was working the lavender shampoo into her coat to make it shine again. She’d even pose for me to help me reach where I needed to get.

I began with her neck, then the withers and loins, slowly working my way down towards her hooves that were meant to be the last part. I was just scrubbing Suzzane’s underbelly, trying to clean her as best as I could from the dried in mud, when I slid my hand a little too far between her legs. From what I figured, I must have accidentally touched her genitals there. It was just a split second but for some reason, that weird, unusually soft sensation, as if it stayed on my hand for a while. I couldn’t get it off. Like, as if I could still feel it on my fingers.

Later, when Suzzane turned around for me to rub the shampoo into her rump, tail and hind legs, I felt really awkward, having that shiny, bubble covered thing that was between her haunches, right in front of my face. It was kind of a relief when she turned back to the side and I could forget about that whole experience.

“Achoo!” Suzzane sneezed about the time I was finished with the shampoo.

“Blesh you.” I chuckled, rinsing the bubbles down from her body. I was a lot more comfortable looking at her face than at her fanny.

When Suzzane was properly clean, I turned around to grab two towels. One for her and one under her so that the floor won’t get any wetter. Before I could prepare the second one, Suzzane was already on her way out of the shower. Setting her first hoof outside, she somehow managed to immediately slip and she’d probably hit her head on the floor if I wasn’t there to catch her. Luckily, I was.

“Jeez Suzie, so clumsy.” I laughed while throwing both of the towels over her. I began drying her as best as I could and once I was finished, I let her go and took a step back.

Through the whole drying process, the mare surrendered to whatever I was doing with her. After I let go of the slightly moving pile of towels though, her head finally stuck out. With the towel still enshrouding her, she resembled a colourful ringwraith or a way too cheerful sith lord.

"We're done, Darth Suzie." I snickered. "I'm gonna go spend some quality time with vydia and you can have a rest on your mattress. I’d say we both deserve it."

As expected, the pony followed me to the living room, where I expected her to stay. From there, I went to my room as planned, only, Suzzane went with me.

"Stay here Suz. Your fur will dry here better, your mattress is just next to the radiator." I tried to make her stay.

However, Suz didn’t understand or simply didn’t want to understand.

With patience, I walked back with her to the mattress and set her there.

"Stay okay? This is your mattress." I pointed at the surface.

"Mattess....." she repeated and obediently laid herself down on it.

"Yup." I grinned, thinking I won. "Suzzanne's mattress."

I gave her one last headpan and I picked myself up, heading towards my room.

I felt great, as if I absolutely nailed everything that day. I deserved some rest and the rest was supposed to be my daily dose of virtual adrenaline. I woke up my PC and went straight for the ‘games folder’.

It must have been about ten minutes or so, I was merely getting started, when I heard the familiar sound of my door opening.

"Suzzan mattess." The pegasus standing in the doorframe announced. To my disbelief, she pulled the whole fricking mattress beside her.

Honestly, it was more amusing than upsetting to me, so I let her in. I wanted to see what she’s going to do.

Suzzane grabbed the mattress with her teeth again and she began pulling her whole “lair”, all the way towards my chair where she finally set herself down on it.

"So,.. you really like me this much huh? Or are you just looking for any kind of company?"

It was true that she’d usually go to anyone who shows her some affection but pulling her mattress away from her spot was definitely new. I didn’t get any clear answer though, besides a sleepy: “Sooz…” and a yawn, before she laid her head down.

Suzzanne was asleep in a matter of minutes and not even the sounds of battle coming out of my speakers could possibly disturb her.

It surely seemed I might have jumped a step further above my sister in the pony’s list of favourite hoomans…