“Hey Heartbeat let’s play!”
>Heartbeat apparently has other ideas as she just glances at you from her bed without getting up or putting down the magazine she’s reading, and simply extends her tongue at you and
>”Bleeeeh!”
>You stare at the filly for a few seconds before making your way over to her
>She’s still giving you that face as you reach down and touch her ears, and then keep touching them
>”Anon quit it...”
>She tries to swat your hands away but you just keep rubbing her ears as she spins around onto her back and tries to wiggle so you let go of her surprisingly soft and tufty ears
“No this is what happens to naughty fillies”
>”Stop that tickles!”
>Heartbeat keeps wiggling on the bed and swatting at your hands as you dodger her teensy tiny hoovsies and keep touching her ears, and then ruffling various tufts here and there
>After generous amounts of rubbing, ruffling, wiggling, giggling, swatting and making various bat pony noises you ease off on your assault, letting Heartbeat catch her breath
>You smirk at her and Heartbeat pouts grumpily, and once again extends her tongue, this time with a bit more crossed expression on her face
>”Bleeh!”
>But as she does this you extend your finger and her eyes focus on it
>And they follow it as you slowly move it towards her face and gently flick her tongue
>This makes her jolt in surprise and freeze up, eyes wide and ears pointing straight up, her mind processing what just took place
>You stare at your finger
“Ewww gross”
>And wipe it in Heartbeat’s mane, making her shriek and scamper onto her hooves before glaring daggers at you
>"Anon that's gross!"
>but you’re already running out of her room so she shoots off to fly after you, shouting and screeee-ing angrily at you for wiping your finger into her mane, and touching her tongue, and her ears, and pretty much everything you did just now
>jokes on her though tag was exactly what you wanted to play to begin with