For Whom She Sparkles

Stepping out into the streets of Ponyville, you hold up your hand as the sun glares in your eyes. Continuing to shield your eyes, you smile. Even though the air is still brisk, it’s nice to see the sun break through the winter clouds.

You take a chilly breath as you make your way through the marketplace. With work done for another day, there are a few items you need to pick up on your way home. Even though you spend a good deal of your time with Twilight, you still spend some of your time at your place. Besides, as Twilight mentioned over the weekend, she would like to spend more time at your place. And hey, why can’t you two spend some time there this coming weekend?

You smile from the happy thought and keep an eye out for your first stop. “Howdy, partner!” You hear the familiar voice of Applejack call.

Spying her at her family’s stand, you shuffle over to her. “Hey, Applejack. I didn’t think I’d see you in the market today.”

She chuckles at you as she replies, “Normally, you’d be right. But Granny was feeling mighty ambitious today. So she and Big Mac went through the apple cellar and brung up a whole mess of apples. She started peel’n and then rolling dough. And when I got up this morn’n, I was met by the smell of pies. Wouldn’t ya know it…Granny had whipped up a ton of’m. So, I got Apple Bloom ta help me pack’m up. And here I am.”

Giving her stand a thorough look, you see the assortment of pies and notice even more resting in a cart next to Applejack. “Wow! You weren’t kidding. Granny really was busy baking this morning.”

Applejack nods firmly, then bears you one of her charming smiles. “You don’t know the half of it. The kitchen was a complete mess. But, hey it gave me something to do since the trees are still hibernate’n.”

You nod mindlessly, then contemplate if you should buy a pie. Not that it’s a hard choice. Since your arrival in Ponyville, it didn’t take long before you knew the masterful bounty of goods that Applejack and her family are known for.

A nip in the air makes you rub your hands together. “Brrr. It’s still chilly out. Man, why can’t it be spring already?”

Shaking her head, Applejack just laughs at you. “You sound like so many of the ponies I’ve seen earlier today. But if you’re cold, I’m selling hot chocolate. Oh, and to help move the pies, I also brought a few cases of apple cider. And you know our prices can’t be beat!” She winks.

Honest till the end, but you’d expect no less from her. “Well, I’ll take a hot chocolate…and what the hay, I’ll take a pie as well…and two bottles of cider.”

“Heh, heh, heh. I had a feeling you’d buy something.” Applejack takes one of the boxed pies and the apple cider and carefully places it in a paper bag with handles. “Here, thanks to our zap apple jam sales, good old Filthy Rich gave us some nice bags for our customers.”

“That’s great. Oh, what do you I owe you?” You ask.

“Hmm, that’s four bits for the pie, two bits for the cider and another two bits for the hot chocolate…eight bits even should cover it.”

Reaching in your bit pouch, you fish the money out and set it on the counter. “Here you are.”

“Thank you, sugar cube. Let me get your drink.” She turns to the large metal urn and fills a generous size paper cup with hot chocolate. Applejack places a little sleeve over the cup and presents it to you. “Here you go.”

“Thank you, Applejack. Mmm, this will really hit the spot.” Taking the cup you take a whiff of its chocolately aroma. Then, inviting a small sip into your mouth, your eyes widen. “Ahh, hot, hot. Mmm, good though.”

Again you make the farm pony laugh. “Yeah, I was hopin’ I didn’t have to tell you it was hot.”

Shaking your head, you reply, “No, it’s just the fate of my tongue when it comes to hot drinks and often times hot food as well." You laugh a little, and carefully take another sip. “There, good this time.”

Applejack nods, then taps her hooves on the counter. “Oh, I almost forgot. This is the first time I’ve seen you since you went to help Twilight. And I just wanted to thank you on behalf of all of us. I was start’n to think that she would never stop frettin’.”

“No problem, Applejack. I never would have guessed that her feelings toward me were what had her so upset.” You shake your head before sipping your hot chocolate.

“It’s true enough. But, at least we’ve all been seeing her again.” Applejack gives you a sly look, then says, “That is, when she ain’t with you.”

You smirk her way, then smile. “Yes well. You knew I was crazy about Twilight…I just never thought in my wildest dreams…that she felt the same.”

“Well, it’s good she does. Oh, right…one more thing. Since Twi is coming around again. Now this is just a thought.”

“Okay.”

“Why don’t you bring Twilight to my place Friday evening for dinner. I’ll get the whole gang together. I’m sure the others will stop by, and you can see the rest of the Apple family too.”

A joyful look forms on your face. “That’d be wonderful. Don’t worry, Applejack, I’ll make sure to let Twilight know. We’ll be there.”

“Splendid. Oh, don’t forget your pie and cider.”

“Huh? Oh, right.” Shaking your head, you grab the bag’s sturdy handles. “It’s so easy to get sidetracked.”

Applejack grins and nods. “Don’t I know it. Well, have a good one.”

“You too!”

With the first of your cargo secured, you down more of your slowly chilling hot chocolate and look around for your next stop. Spying the right place, you take off walking, a happy beat in your step as you eagerly look forward to Friday’s dinner.

* * * * * *

It’s late Friday afternoon. Your work week has ended and you’re enjoying taking a load off, cuddling with Twilight on her bed, while she continues to read more of the latest Daring Do book to you.

Twilight nuzzles her cheek against yours. “Mmm, you always smell so nice after you shower.”

You chuckle, wrapping both arms around her and pulling her against you. “The wonders of soap and warm water.” You laugh again, nuzzling her silky mane. “I’m so glad the weekend is here.”

“I know. And today isn’t even over yet.” Twilight giggles as she sets the book down. “But, I’m guessing neither of us is really in the mood for “Daring Do”.”

“Well…” You snicker and give Twilight another nuzzle. “It’s not that I’m not in the mood for “Daring Do”, I’m just enjoying some quality time with my mare.”

Twilight giggles as she leans back against you and gives you an adorable look. “Yes, well, I’m just doing the same. Enjoying my time with you.” She glances over at her alarm clock. “We still have a little over an hour till Applejack and the others will be expecting us.”

“Yeah.” You give her one of those looks. “You thinking what I’m thinking?”

Twilight giggles again, while she turns within your arms to face you. “I don’t know…” she begins in a silky voice as she leans in to kiss you.

Your arms tighten around her as you share her loving gesture. Twilight’s hooves slip around your waist, while she presses her lips harder against yours. Reaching up, you caress her silky tresses just before your kiss ends. Your gaze meets hers. Then she asks, “Am I?”

A soft chuckle leaves your lips. “Definitely.” Reaching over to the nightstand you grab a small bag. “Candy heart?” You smile, holding up a green one.

“Ooh, is that lime?” Twilight grins.

You nod. “You know it is…and it says, “My Sweet” on it.”

Twilight giggles again, then brushes her hoof along your hair. “That heart sounds almost as sweet as you. Ah…” She opens her mouth.

A big smile blooms on your face as you place the candy on her tongue. “There, my angel.”

Twilight closes her mouth and takes a moment to savor the candy. “Mmm.” Then, she looks at you dreamily. “You haven’t called me that for a while…hmm.” She places a hoof to her chin. “Not since you started calling me “Twily”.”

You resume caressing her mane. “Do you have a preference, my love?”

“Well…” She shakes her head. “No, nope. Either is fine with me.” She gives you a loving hug, then uses her magic to fish out a candy heart. “Hmm, what do we have here? Orange…is that okay?”

Smiling at her, you nod. “Of course it is. Now, what’s it say?”

Twilight holds the heart up. “It says, “Be Mine”.” She giggles.

“Good, cause I already am yours.” You open your mouth and Twilight sets the candy on your tongue. Inviting the candy inside, you enjoy the subtle sweet and orange flavor of the heart. “Mmm.” You lean front and share another kiss with Twilight.

Twilight turns over and the two of you lay back. “We can cuddle for a little, then we should head out.”

“Sounds like a plan.” You hold her close and rub your cheek along her silky mane. “It’ll be good to see your friends again.”

“Yes. Applejack was right when she told you it’s been a while since the whole gang got together like this.” Twilight turns on her side so she can snag you back into her hooves again. “And best of all, when the night is over…I will still have you.”

“You know it. Ahh.” You sigh contently, securing your arms around your mare.

* * * * * *

Joyful laughter fills the dinning room at the Apple family’s home. Glancing at a nearby clock, you notice it’s a little after seven. Patting your belly and smacking your lips you look out at everypony. “Mmm, that was a wonderful dinner…and Applejack.” You look her way.

“Yeah?” She replies.

“This was a great idea.”

Applejack smiles and takes a sip of water from her glass. “Shucks, I was hoping it’d be a good one.” She turns to Twilight. “And it’s so nice seeing you around again. I don’t have ta tell ya, we were all genuinely concerned about you, Twi.”

Twilight smiles happily as she looks at everypony across the table. “I’m glad you all care so much. And like I said since this week began, I’m very sorry I worried all of you.”

“Darling, it’s more than all right. Matters of the heart can really take a toll on you.” Rarity waves a hoof, then takes a sip form her glass.

“I’m just glad things are back to normal and that you seem so much calmer,” Fluttershy remarks.

“Things aren’t completely normal.” Pinkie Pie eyes you up, then adds in a bubbly voice, “So, how are things between you two?! I’m guessing…good! Come on, you can tell us.”

The two of you look a little on the spot. You smile and place a supportive hand on Twilight's shoulder, letting her know you've got this. “Well, Pinkie, I won’t lie…I’ve never been so happy. This past week has been just…well, amazing!”

“Amazing, huh?” Rainbow Dash questions. “After all those times you told us how you felt about Twilight, it was just “amazing”?”

Your cheeks turn bright red and you turn to Twilight. She starts to giggle and grins. “Oh, don’t be so embarrassed. At least you had the courage to tell the others how you felt.” She sighs and shakes her head. “Until we spoke, I never really told anypony…well almost no pony.”

You place an affectionate hand on her shoulder. “Twilight, it’s okay now.” Then you turn to Rainbow Dash. “All right, Rainbow, maybe “amazing” is underselling it a little. Um let me see. Oh, I got it.” You snap your finger. “It was awesomely stupendous and unquestionably fannnnn-tastic! There!”

Dash nods slowly. “Better, now I have a slight idea of how you feel.” She grins and giggles through her teeth.

You try not to roll your eyes. This isn’t the first time Rainbow has gone out of her way to tease you. Though, you feel privileged to be the target of her teasing. It’s just one of those things that helps make you feel more like part of their group.

Applejack sits back and seems to enjoy everyone conversing and of course watching Rainbow torment you. She turns to her brother. “Well what do ya know. Dinner and a show, ain’t, Big Mac?”

“Eeyup.” He shares his sister’s chuckles, then he asks you two, “So, what all are you two plan’n for this here weekend?”

Looking over at Big Mac, you reply, “Well, we’re going to be spending more time together, of course.” You place your arm around Twilight.

Twilight leans against you and gives you a supportive look. “That’s right. The two of us are just making up for lost time.” She pretends to bonk herself on the head. “Uh. Who’d have guessed the two of us went all this time without knowing we shared the same feelings.” Twilight laughs sheepishly.

“I can think of one pony,” you just manage to hear Applejack speak under her breath, seeing as she’s sitting on your other side. You just laugh to yourself as she clears her throat before she says, “I’m glad everypony could be here tonight. It’s been a lot of fun.”

“You can say that again!” Pinkie squeals.

“Pinkie’s right, Applejack.” Twilight smiles and looks around at the table. “Times like these remind me what amazing friends I have.”

Before Twilight can say another word, there’s an odd clattering coming from the kitchen followed by a clear, “Dagnabbit.”

Applejack gets up from her chair. “Um, if y’all will excuse me. I’d better have a look in the kitchen. Granny Smith might need a hoof with dessert.” She slips out of the room and into the kitchen. “Granny? You doing all right in here?”

You turn to Twilight. “Hmm, I wonder what’s for dessert. Something in the kitchen has been smelling amazing.”

Twilight smiles and places her hoof on your shoulder. “I’m not sure, but I know I caught a strong whiff of cinnamon.”

“Oh boy. It might be one of Granny’s pies.” You grin, pulling Twilight a little closer.

Twilight realizes you two may be putting it on a little thick. “Uh.” She whispers your name. “We’re not at my place…or yours.”

Looking over at Twilight and then out at the others, you withdraw your arm. “Oh, right. Sorry about that.”

Rarity shakes her head. “Please, darling. A little harmless public display like that is fine. Isn’t it, everypony?” She looks around the table.

Big Mac nods his head. “Eeyup.”

“I think it’s really sweet that you two finally found each other.” Fluttershy claps her hooves together and smiles.

“Yeah, you two look so cute together. Aww.” Pinkie grins, tilting her head to the side.

Then, just as Rainbow Dash opens her mouth to speak, she’s cut off. Applejack returns to the group. “Everything’s A-okay, partners. The oven was just givin' Granny a hard time. But we’re all good now. Hope y’all are ready for one of Granny’s famous apple crumb pies, and we have vanilla ice cream so ya can have it Al-ay-mode too.” She winks at everyone.

There is a small squeaking sound as you see Granny Smith wheel in a steaming hot pie on her dessert cart. “That’s right everypony…oh and you.” She turns your way and smiles. “I didn’t forget you now, dear.” Granny chuckles. “And at my age I’ve forgotten plenty.”

You laugh at Granny’s antics. Then, the sight of the delectable pie makes your mouth start to water. “Oh, Granny Smith, you have outdone yourself. That pie looks amazing!” Turning to Twilight, you smile when you see that she seems just as excited as you are.

“Okay now, who all wants it with ice cream?” Granny asks as she starts slicing the pie.

“This is gonna be so good, Twilight.” You pat her back, speaking in a quiet voice.

She turns to you and speaks softly, “I know. It’s a good thing we’re heading to your place after we’re done here.”

You chuckle. “Yep. This get together isn’t over yet.”

* * * * * * *

After dessert, the group continues chatting for another solid hour, before everyone begins to say their good-byes. You and Twilight say your own farewells to the group then make your way home.

The two of you enter your house and you quickly close the door, chasing the winter cold back outside. Twilight lets out a hearty yawn as she walks over to the coat rack with you. "Oh, excuse me."

You chuckle glancing at the nearby clock. "Wow, I wasn't hallucinating at Applejack's. It really was going on ten when we finally left." You look at Twilight, then cast out a yawn of your own.

She giggles at you, before yawning again. "Well, at least that explains why I'm so...ahhhh...tired."

After hanging up your coats, you walk over to your mare and run your hand across her back. "At least we're here at my place, nice and warm."

Twilight shivers a little as she looks at you. "Brrr, speak for yourself. I'm still chilly. "

You place your arm around her and pull her close. "Don't worry, Twily, I'll keep you warm."

She leans against you. “Mmm, I’m sure you will.”

Glancing down at Twilight, you notice she’s leaning a little too hard against you. “Uh, Twilight…Twilight…wake up!”

“Huh? What…oh no. Did I just nod off?” Her cheeks turn a little red as she stands back up.

Softly patting her back, you remain beside her and enjoy a good stretch. “Come on. Why don’t we head to bed?”

Twilight nods. “Okay.” She yawns again as the two of you start back toward your bedroom. “You don’t have to tell me twice.”

You turn out the lights and then follow Twilight back the short hallway and enter your bedroom. Twilight makes for your bed and flops onto it. “Mmm, just like the other day…your bed is so inviting.”

Shaking your head, you briefly laugh at Twilight. “Um, wouldn’t you prefer to be under the covers?”

Glancing at your bed and then over at you, she grins. “Oh, right.” Then, her eyes partially close as she swirls her hoof on the top blanket. “Of course…maybe we don’t want to go to sleep just yet.” Twilight yawns again, placing her hoof over her mouth. “Don’t worry, I’m still awake.”

Dressing down, you shake your head. Twilight always seems cute when she resists sleeping. Though, this is the first time she’s done this since you two became a couple. Now that you think about it, this does bring to mind the memories of when you’d hang out at her place, helping her with a project or hunting for the right book. She often tried to pull all-nighters and usually fell asleep at her desk or while sitting on one of her reading cushions.

You slide into bed next to her, now that Twilight has drawn back the covers. “What am I to do with you, Twilight?”

“Mmm, I can think of a few things,” she speaks in a silky voice. Despite her fatigue, she’s still making an attempt to seduce you.

Reaching out your hand, you deftly caress her mane. “So can I. But, are you sure you’re up for anything? You did just doze off in the living room.”

She flails her foreleg in a dismissing manor. “That was just because you were so relaxing. Besides.” Twilight perks up and runs her hoof across your T-shirt covered chest. “I’ve got my second wind.”

Making a bit of a face, you’re slowly convinced from her response and reply, “All right.”

Twilight smiles as she slowly inches closer to you. She places a hoof on your shoulder and slowly leans toward you. Then, just as she goes to kiss you, she pauses. Drawing back, you discover why. “Ah…ah-ah-choo!!” Your mare is rocked from a rather powerful sneeze. She sniffles a little. “Oh, sorry about that. I…oh my goodness.” Twilight turns her head. “Please tell me it wasn’t as messy as I think it was.”

Turning to the nightstand, you clip a tissue for her. You coax her to turn your way. “Well, it wasn’t a clean and dry sneeze. But, here.” You offer Twilight the tissue. She takes hold of it in the raspberry glow of her magic. “It’s not too terrible.”

“Oh…then why does it feel kind of gross?” She asks, while wiping the small mess from her nose and muzzle.

“Um, because that’s how messy sneezes are?” You shrug your shoulders. “They happen to the best of us…right?”

Finishing with the tissue, Twilight discards it in the nearby waste can. “Yeah. Just one of those things.” She shakes her head and then sits back on her haunches. “Um, I guess after that you don’t want to kiss me now.” Her ears droop and she stares at the bed, lightly tapping it with her hoof.

You blink at Twilight a few times, then cup your hand under her chin, making her look up at you. “I wouldn’t say that.”

“So, it’s not too gross?” She asks.

Before she can say another word. You lean in and draw her into a quick kiss. Then pulling back, you smile. “No…at least not to me. You did use a tissue. Now come here.”

The smile returns to her lips as Twilight leans in to share a longer and more affectionate kiss with you. Your lips wrestle amorously with hers, then end in a gentle parting. Her cheeks are a little flushed, as she looks at you rather dreamily. “You never cease to amaze me.”

“I try.” You place your arms around her. “So, you’re really up for this?”

“Mm-hmm.” She smiles at you again, while employing her beautiful bedroom eyes.

Giving Twilight a little squeeze, you pull her down beside you. Loosening your grip, your begin caressing her velvety barrel. You ponder how you’d like to proceed. Then, you notice a subtle but rather cute sound coming from her. You make a curious face…Twilight is very quietly snoring. “Uh, Twilight?” You lightly prod her side.

“Huh?” Her eyes open. “Oh no, I did it again.” She facehoofs. “I’m sorry, I really want to…I mean your bed…it’s first time…mmm at your place.”

You reach over and caress her silky locks. “Forget about it. There’s always tomorrow. Let’s just nestle down and get some sleep.”

Twilight nods weakly. “All…all right. You twisted my foreleg. Mmm…” She reaches out and snags you in her hooves. “Bring that warm body of yours over here. I’m still cold.”

You chuckle and happily do as your mare asks. “Of course.” Placing your arms around her, you notice she has just enough of her wits about her to use her magic to cover you both. You cinch the covers over a little more, then draw her closer. “Night, Twilight.”

“Mmm, night…” she mutters your name, then nestles a little closer to you and grows still.

You smile as you hear her gentle breaths, which pool softly against your chest. Casting a calming sigh out your nose, you keep your arms around her and quickly follow her into blissful slumber.

* * * * * *

You groan softly as you slowly awaken. Opening your eyes, you glance around your room. Sunlight is trying to peak in from the edge of the darkening curtains covering your window. As the fog of sleep gradually flees your mind, you give a nod and let your head flop back onto your pillow. Staring lazily across from you, you see Twilight. Her muzzle is close to your chest and her hooves are pressed against you. Securing your arms around her, you giver her a tender squeeze. She faintly moans and lightly moves her head.

Blinking for a moment, you’re surprised that Twilight isn’t waking up. Then it dawns on you – maybe it’s still really early. Turning to your nightstand, you spy the alarm clock. Your eyes widen as you see that it’s going on nine. “Wow, it’s that late all ready?”

“Ehhh, not so loud…” Twilight trails off and continues to doze.

“Twilight?” You look down at her. “It’s almost nine.”

“Good…wake me when it’s actually…mmm, nine.” She mutters and hunkers further under the covers and closer to you. “It’s cold in here.”

You blink. With flannel sheets, two blankets and a bed spread, you wonder how Twilight could be cold. Not to mention she is nestled up against you. “Twilight, are you all right?”

“Oh, can you give me five…ty-four more minutes. Mmm, I’m still sleepy.” She weakly reaches her hoof up and pulls the covers over her head.

Fivety-four more minutes, you wonder scratching your head. Twilight isn’t making much sense. Your face lights up as you pull the covers over both your heads. “Here, is this warmer, Twilight?”

Her eyes partially open as she looks around. “Mmm, slightly.”

“How about some warm tea or hot chocolate? Something warm to drink and a nice hot and hearty breakfast might be just the ticket to warm you up.” You run your arms up and down her back.

“Ooh, watch it. That spot’s a little sore.” She shivers and cringes a bit.

“Twilight are you…okay?” You ask her again.

“I’m fine…um, just a little cold and oh, I feel drained…like I have no energy.” She returns her hooves to your chest and tries to inch a little closer to you.

“So, cold and drained. Let me check your forehead.” You sit up after checking her forehead. “Whoa, no wonder you’re cold Twilight, your forehead is hot.”

Twilight opens her eyes the whole way. “Oh no, does this mean I’m…sick?”

Shaking your head you reply, “I’m not sure. But from the symptoms, I’d say there’s a good chance you have something.”

She places her hooves over her face. “That’s just great. Winter Wrap up is in less than three weeks. I can’t be sick now.”

“Relax, honey, it’s probably just a simple cold. A few days rest and you’ll be fine.” You run your hand along her back.

Twilight smiles at you and takes a calming breath. “Yeah, maybe you’re…” She turns to sit up. “Ah-ah-ah-choo.” Your mare sneezes, only unlike last night, you notice her horn glow an odd shade of blue.

“What the?”

She shakes her head and rubs her hooves along her cheeks. “Oh, that hurt. Uhh, my sinuses are all stuffy.”

You reach over and grab a tissue. “Here Twilight. Why did your horn glow?”

Twilight takes the tissue and blows her nose. “Uh…that didn’t help.” She looks at the tissue. “Eww.” She tries to lift the soiled hanky with her magic, but nothing happens. “Huh? Why didn’t my horn light up? Wait?” She turns your way. “Did you just say my horn glowed?”

You nod stiffly and swallow hard. “Yeah. It lit up a weird shade of blue. Is that normal when unicorns get sick?”

Twilight’s eyes widen. “Blue…oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. This can’t be happening!”

“What is it?” You do your best to stay calm and composed, the last thing you want is to add to Twilight’s worry.

She leans against you and wraps her hooves around you. “I can’t be sure, but it sounds like magiconduitis…commonly referred to as horn fever.”

Your eyes widen at the word “magiconduitis”, which makes you swallow hard again. “Um is…is horn fever serious?”

“It’s hard to say, while I’ve read about it in books, I’ve never met anypony who actually came down with it before. Basically, magiconduitis is an inflammation of the horn and often times causes painful congestion in the sinuses as they share nerves.” Twilight looks at you with troubled eyes.

You run your fingers through her lightly mussed mane. “Don’t worry, Twilight. I’m here for you. I’ll do my best to nurse you back to health. Do you know if there is a cure or treatment or specific food your should eat or drink?”

She keeps her hooves around you and just rubs her cheek along your chest. “I’m not sure. I haven’t read about horn fever in a while. If I had the book “Rare and Common Unicorn Ailments”, I could just look up the entry for…ah,” Twilight sneezes again.

You hand her another tissue and set the box by her side. “For magiconduitis?”

Twilight blows her nose. “Yeah. That would be the best place to start.”

“Well, why don’t I get dressed and head over to the library and get the book. Do you need anything else while I’m there?” You continue caressing her mane, while Twilight looks to the ceiling.

“Hmm. No, I can’t think of anything. Oh, before you go, could you bring me a glass of cold water?”

You kiss the back of her head. “Of course, my love. I’ll be right back.”

* * * * * *

After getting a few things for Twilight and making sure she’s situated, you finish dressing, and then put on your coat, making sure to zip up. Not wasting any time, you make your way into Ponyville, rolling your eyes as you plow through another windy day. But, no matter, Twilight needs you and nothing, absolutely nothing will keep you from helping your beloved mare.

The library comes into view, giving you a brief sense of relief. Making your way inside, you look around. The shelves are neatly organized, following the work you and Twilight did last weekend. Only now, you couldn’t begin to guess where to start looking for the book in question. That’s mainly because you forgot to ask Twilight where she keeps it. You aren’t sure if she keeps it with her personal collection or with the books accessible to the citizens of Ponyville.

“Hello?” You hear Spike call from the kitchen.

You perk up recognizing the voice of Twilight’s faithful assistant. “Spike, good, you’re awake.” You call out, walking toward the kitchen.

The dragon comes scampering out when he hears your voice. He calls your name and says, “Hey, how’s it going?”

“Good, Spike.” You deadpan. “Okay, that’s a lie. Actually, things aren’t going so well.”

Spike looks around and then cranes his head up at you. “Um, where’s Twilight? Shouldn’t she be with you?”

“Well…Spike, Twilight isn’t feeling well. She sent me here to find a book. Maybe you could save me some time and help me find it.”

“Oh, which book?” Spike scratches the back of his head.

“She said it was called “Rare and Common Unicorn Ailments”, I believe.” You place your hand on your chin and nod. “Yeah.”

Spike stares off into space for a moment, then his face lights up. “Oh, that’s right. I know where it is. Be right back.” He darts out of the room and runs up to Twilight’s study. You hear what can only be the sound of shifting books, then just as you contemplate going up to offer him some help. You hear the patter of dragon feet on the wooden steps as he makes his way back down. “Found it!”

You grin. “Wonderful!”

Spike holds up the book, bound in a navy cover with shimmering green and gold lettering. “Here.” He offers you the book.

Taking hold of it, you give it a closer look. The title is there in green and there’s also a picture of a unicorn skull in gold and a flask filled with a bubbly potion. “Hmm. This should be just the ticket. Hopefully, Twilight can read this and make sense of what she’s got.”

“She’s not in too bad a shape is she?” Spike asks giving you puppy dog eyes.

“Uh, she’s got…” You pause, perhaps this is a situation that calls for tact more than the truth. “She said it’s like a head cold. I don’t think from her reaction that it’s anything too serious. But, you know, an ounce of prevention.”

“Yeah, I know. I’ve heard Twilight use that quote…it’s worth a pound of cure.” Spike dusts his claws and gives you a nod. “Well, if that’s all you need, I’ve got a cake to get back to.”

You prepare to depart, then you stop. “Wait, Spike. Do you have a quill and some parchment?”

He stops in place and turns back to look at you. “Yeah? What’s up?”

“I’d like to pen a letter to the princess, if it’s not too much trouble.” You reply.

“No. In fact, I can write it for you if you like.” Spike holds up a quill and a roll of parchment.

You reach out and carefully take them from him. “Thank you, Spike. But, I can write this. Oh, and thanks for finding the book for me. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem,” Spike replies, appearing a bit flustered at how quickly you snatched the quill and paper from him.

You set the paper down on the coffee table and dip the quill in the inkwell Spike just sat on the table. “Oh, thanks again. No wonder Twilight holds you in such high regard. You really are the best assistant ever.”

Spike waves a claw and turns away. “Ah, go on. I try my best.”

Not paying too much heed to Spike, you begin scratching down your words. “Dear Princess Celestia…duh, duh, duh….huh, huh, huh. Buh, buh.” You continue to mumble as you complete your letter. “There and sighed, me.” You grin as you roll up your letter. “Here we go. All set, Spike.” You offer him the scroll.

“Okay, let me just send this.” He places a seal on the parchment and then using his magical fire breath sends the letter out. “There you go, it’s on its way.”

“Thanks again, Spike. Remind me I owe you a sapphire cupcake when all this is over.” You tuck the book in your satchel and zip up your coat.

Spike looks at you in disbelief. “Really? I didn’t do anything that special.”

“Oh, but you did. I’d still be looking for that book if you hadn’t helped me. I didn’t know Twilight kept it in her study. And that still has to be the quickest way to send a letter, ever.” Making haste, you open the door and dart back out into the windy Ponyville.

“Hey!” Spike calls out to you. “When you do get it, make sure the cupcake has butter cream sapphire frosting.”

Turning back you shout, “You got it, Spike!” Returning your eyes forward, you continue along hoping you can shed some light on Twilight’s condition and help with her recovery.

* * * * * * *

Three hours have passed since you returned. Twilight found the passage she was searching for and sadly, her suspicions were correct. “Horn fever,” you mutter, applying a cool compress to her forehead.

“Mmm, ahhh.” Twilight murmurs from within her sleep.

You sigh, hoping the book is wrong. “Hang in there, Twilight.” You gently caress her dark sapphire mane along the streaks of rose and violet, which even though its getting messier, it’s still silky. From what the book said, if Twilight does indeed have magiconduitis, she may be in for a rough week or two. At least she should be well in time for Winter Wrap Up, but it still may leave her weakened. If anything, she’s going to need you more than ever.

Heading out to the kitchen, you check on some vegetable broth you are heating on the stove for her. While horn fever doesn’t negatively impact the stomach, the book did recommend eating mild foods, at least for the first week or until the nasal congestion begins to lessen.

Grabbing a bowl, you fill it, satisfied the thin soup is hot enough and has just the right flavor. Then, setting it on a round serving tray with some simple crackers and a steaming mug of tea, you head back to your room.

Carefully, you make your way over to Twilight’s side of your bed. You set the tray on the mostly empty surface of the nightstand. Looking over you see Twilight paging through the book again. “Oh, you’re awake.”

She lowers the book and looks up at you. “Ah, so you’re the reason my stomach woke me.” Twilight smiles at you rubbing her belly.

You turn her way and give her a curious look, then smile. “Are you feeling any better?”

She shrugs her shoulders. “Eh, my head still feels like its stuffed full of hay, but I can’t sleep forever…besides, I’m hungry.”

“Well, then you’re in for a little treat. I made some hot vegetable broth, and brought some crackers to go with it. Oh, and a nice hot cup of the mint tea we enjoy when you used to have me over to help with projects in the library.”

Twilight sits up a little more. “Oh good. That sounds wonderful. Uh.” She grimaces a little as she tries to use her horn. “Afraid my horn is still on the fritz.”

You lift the bowl off the tray and place a napkin under it. “Not to worry. Here.” You load up the spoon and offer her some broth. “I can assist you.”

Twilight blushes a little. “All right. I feel a little silly, not being able to really feed myself. I mean I could use my hooves.” She grins. “But I am a little out of practice.”

“That’s why I’m happy to help. Besides, it’s kind of like when we fed each other peanut butter cups and candy hearts.”

“Okay.” She continues to smile at you as she opens up. You carefully offer her the broth and she empties the spoon. “Mmm, that’s really good.”

“More?”

“Mm-hmm.” Twilight reaches for the bowl. You smile and make sure the napkin stays under it as she takes hold of it. “You know, I find I have started using my hooves just a little more, since we started seeing each other.” Her face looks a little weary, but Twilight still offers you loving eyes, then she starts to slowly down the bowl of soup.

You chuckle to yourself, even in sickness, your heart still soars from just how incredible Twilight continues to be. “Twilight.” You speak softly as she continues enjoying the broth.

She takes a final swallow and holds up the bowl. “Mmm, that really hit the spot.” Twilight offers you the bowl back. “It was tasty and warmed me up. Thank you, so much.” She looks at you fondly and smiles again.

Somehow, even with her messy mane and watery eyes, Twilight seems just as beautiful as ever. “Glad you liked it. There’s more in the kitchen if you’d like another bowl. I covered it so it’ll stay warm.” You take the bowl and set it back onto the tray.

“Mmm, I’m good for now. But, you have been just amazing today.” She leans over and gives you a hug. “I never dreamed I’d get sick like this, least of all after we got together.”

You place your loving arms around her. “These things happen. I’m sure you’d do the same for me.”

Twilight tries to hug you just a little tighter, but you can tell she’s still a bit weak from her faltering forelegs. “In a heartbeat.”

“Oh, care for some tea?”

She nods. “Certainly.”

Like the bowl, she takes the mug of warm tea into her hooves. Slowly, she invites the minty beverage into her mouth, and much to your surprise, she downs the entire thing rather quickly. “Mmm. Brewed perfectly…and just a hint of sweetness.”

“Just the way you like it.” You smile taking the mug, now that she’s finished it.

Twilight throws back the covers. “I’m going to go freshen up.”

“I’ll be here, if you need me. Um, but while you take care of that, I’ll take this back to the kitchen. I’ll leave the crackers, in case you get hungry later on.”

“Okay…and even though I can still get around…I’ll always need you. I’m really enjoying having you by my side.” She smiles all rosy-cheeked as she walks into the bathroom.

You just smile happily as you take the tray with the empty mug and bowl back to the kitchen. Placing the leftover broth in the fridge, you clean the few dishes, then make your way back to your room.

Twilight is back in bed, and has resumed reading the book. “Figure anything else out?”

“No, it’s still the same illness as before. Ahh,” Twilight yawns.

“Feeling sleepy?”

“A…a little. Mmm, would you lie beside me? I’m a little chilly.” She smiles at you, her eyes sparkle just as genuine as ever.

Heading over to your side of the bed, you crawl in beside her, fully clothed. “Anything for my mare.” You place your arms around her and pull the covers up over both of you.

Twilight snuggles against you. “I don’t think this is an ailment humans would have to worry about…unless you’re hiding a horn somewhere on your body.”

“Um, well…not that I know of.” You grin. “Besides, I’d happily risk it, just to be with you.” Reaching out, you move a stray lock of hair away from her eyes.

“Aww.” She nestles closer to you. “I’d be willing to risk it all too. Hmm, just to be with you.” She giggles weakly, while resting her hooves on your chest. “Mmm, I love you.”

You give her a tender squeeze. “I love you too, Twilight.”

She murmurs your name, then grows quiet. The sound of her breathing is the only thing you hear along with the gentle hum of the furnace.

Keeping your arms around her, you allow the serenity of the moment to wash over you and feeling that familiar sense of fatigue, you too succumb to sleep.