Title:           Mothvillage 31
Author:          BreakfastAnon
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First Edit:      Friday 26th of December 2014 04:56:46 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Friday 26th of December 2014 05:37:45 PM CDT

>You are Shimmer Light...
>... There's a blizzard outside, so you can't leave your home.
>Hexferry wanted to meet with you today, but... well, that isn't happening now.
>The door is heavily covered in snow; you couldn't open it even if you did want to, and with this weather, you don't.
>You're just stuck in your home.
>... Alone...
>You feel it's odd to think of it this way, but you were honestly looking forward to seeing her.
>The storm is supposed to end within a few hours, but your day is already gone.
>You've just been laying here in the middle of your kitchen floor.
>... There's nothing figurative about that.
>You've literally been laying of the floor for hours.
>Your side hurts but you don't care to move.
>You could've done productive things with the day; you could have made some jewelry, mixed some kind of blend, drawn...
>Instead, you laid here.
>... Everything is wrong...
>Maybe you should get some sleep...
>...
>The world is white.
>Not white with snow just... white.
>You're dreaming.
>... You're dreaming. Just like that, you know it's just a dream.
>What does that mean?
>You walk forward.
>If you move, you'll get somewhere.
>Just like that, you find yourself in your home.
>It's no different from what you remember.
>... Wait, aren't you sleeping on the kitchen floor? You should be-
>You appear at your hooves.
>The other you is just laying there.
>Asleep.
>Unmoving.
>... Lifeless.
>... That's weird.
>You stop looking at yourself and head toward the door.
>After all, you have to meet with Hexferry.
>She's just waiting for you next door, that's not difficult.
>You walk out of your home and walk to hers.
>Your hoof almost makes contact with the door, but you hear her voice next to you.
 
>... What did she say?
>Something about... seeing you...
>Either way, she's smiling.
>You missed seeing her smile; it always made your heart feel good.
>"Come inside, we have a lot to talk about."
>She opens the door and holds it out for you.
>You sit on the couch; she sits next to you.
>"I really missed you while I was away."
"I... missed you too."
>"Did anything important happen while I was gone?"
>... What did happen in that time?
>You met with Goldie and Sepia, watched a snow fight, learned a little about the supposedly-reclusive Birch...
>What else happened?
>"Well, those are cool, what exactly did you learn about Birch?"
"She... seems playful."
>... Wait, this isn't like you. That was hardly an observation of any kind beyond the most basic of level.
>Something is wro-
>Oh, wait. You're dreaming.
>How did you forget?
>Odd, you'll have to remember that for later.
>"Anything else?"
"... I can't... think of anything."
>At least she cares.
>She always cares about you and your life.
>She hugs you tightly, and you return it to the best of your ability.
>Her hugs are always the best.
>"Shimmer..."
"Yes?"
>"... Are we lesbians?"
>...
>You're awake now.
>The floor has gotten less comfortable in the time you were asleep.
>You can't remember most of the dream you just had, but you remember... certain parts.
>You remember the parts focusing on Hexferry and... what she said.
>Your face heats up at the thoughts.
>This is probably the first time you've blushed in several years.
>... Hopefully, it'll be the last as well.
>It just feels... wrong.
>Also, you've been trying to use logic with this.
>You don't love her, your mind just jumps to conclusions because she's your first friend.
>That's all.
>... Probably...
>You really wish you hadn't found what lesbians are.