- Previously:
- I was sleeping. Snuck into my room, where Dash was sleeping, to get my laptop when I woke up. Greeted the chat. Then this.
- >'I'll be back in a bit'.
- >As you type that, you close the laptop.
- >You get up from the surprisingly comfy couch.
- >Dash should have had NO TROUBLE sleeping on this.
- >*sigh*
- >You look around the room once more...
- >The restaurant decor was nice to sleep to, but it's too gaudy for waking up.
- >You'll have to talk to her about removing it.
- >Speaking of Rarity, it's time to wake her ass up.
- >Walking over to the guest room, you reach for the door knob.
- >Just as you were about to open it, the door swings open.
- >It's Donut Joe, fully dressed.
- >You notice Rarity's still fast asleep, snuggled in her covers.
- >"..."
- "..."
- >"...I-"
- "Out."
- >He sheepishly walks away and out your front door.
- >Coward of a man.
- >Pony.
- >Whatever.
- >You walk in the room.
- >You feel REALLY bad about waking up Rarity.
- >Well, maybe not TOO bad.
- >You reach over the large guest bed and give her a small nudge.
- >Christwaffles she's soft.
- >Like softer than the couch.
- >Never mind that, she's still not awake.
- >Sitting down on the empty spot where you ASSUME Joe would be, you turn towards her.
- >You lightly grab her limb and shake.
- "Rarity, time to wake up."
- >Nothing.
- >Bending over, you hope she'll hear you a little better.
- "Rarity, wakey wakey..."
- >Not a nudge.
- >You give her one last shake.
- >She stirs.
- >Finally!
- >Suddenly, she latches onto your arm.
- >Uh oh.
- >"Mmmmnn....good morning my handsome prince."
- >She gives your forearm a small kiss.
- >Then she opens her eyes.
- >Which meet yours.
- >Which are a little more than in shock.
- >She lets go, and you get off the bed.
- "I was gonna go make some breakfast, just wanted to see what you want."
- >"Anything will be fine, thank you."
- >You quickly step out of the room.
- >With that, the silent covenant to never speak of it again is forged.
- >Now, to wake up Dash.
- >Let's hope for anything that WASN'T that.
- >You walk into your room, she's under the covers as expected.
- >No chances this time.
- >You give her a nice playful shove.
- "Up and at 'em!"
- >She stirs, and shakes her head.
- >"Five more...minutes..."
- "Fine. 5 minutes."
- >You aren't taking ANY chances.
- >You leave her be, and head into the kitchen.
- >What the fuck are you going to make for these ponies?
- >Or yourself?
- >Time to kick it up a notch!
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