Title:           Pinkie X Discord [romance]
Author:          Writefag_Roulette
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First Edit:      Friday 14th of February 2014 08:28:32 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 14th of February 2014 08:28:32 PM CDT

>Day Pink in Equestria.
>Of course today is Pink.
>Every day is pink when you are the Ponka Pony of Pinky Piefulness.
>Anon came up with that one. The two of you make a game out of it. You love games.
>Today is like any other, and that makes it special all on its own.
>Well, it would be like any other day if something was not tickling your snout right now.
>It is a strange tickly feeling, like somepony is brushing a feather duster against your face.
>But that would be silly, Mrs. Cake does not dust your room until Friday. That's when you have to hide your secret Pinkie box.
>So, what is tickling you right now?
>You guess you will find out as you let loose a honking sneeze and your eyes ping open.
"AAAAA-TCHOO!"
>"Galloping gargoyles!"
>In an instant your eyes take in the owner of the voice.
>Discord.
>The spirit of chaos. The monster of malarky. The weird green snake horse thing guy.
>He is right above you, latched onto your ceiling, sleeping. Complete with nightcap and pillow.
>Or, to be precise, he was. Your sneeze startled him awake and he lost his grip and fell on top of you.
>The situation catches up with you and you start screaming. Naturally.
"AAA-"
>Suddenly you have no mouth and you must scream.
>Discord is looming over you, gently waggling your mouth in front of you with his lion hand.
>"Now now Pinkie, usually I enjoy a good scream when in my presence, but it's the middle of the night! Someponies are trying to sleep!"
>You try and scream through your non-mouth, but you can only produce a muffled sound.
>With a start, you realise you have hooves and legs, and you try to scramble out of bed.
>Too late, Discord snaps his fingers and your bedsheet curls around you in a tight grip.
>You ignore Discord's lopsided grin at your struggles and fix a glare at your bedsheet.
>Your time will come, traitorous fabric.
>Shaking your detached mouth in front of you, Discord settles his long body beside yours.
>"Listen up Pinks. I'm going to give you back your mouth here, but you must promise not to scream. And I mean Pinkie Promise!"
>He emphasises 'promise' with a little touch of his clawed finger against your face.
>Odd, it reminds you of the day of the mean thorny plants that tried to take over Equestria.
>Back then it was his soft padded lion finger against your lips. Now it's his scaly rough eagle claw against where your lips used to be.
>It makes you feel all weird inside remembering and comparing the two. And you are used to weird feelings.
>Focus Pinkie. Right now you need your mouth back. How else will you eat candy?
>With a mumble grumble, you attempt to do the Pinkie Promise in your bedsheet cocoon.
>Discord gets the idea and with a snap reattaches your mouth.
>Big mistake pal.
"WHOA what in the hay are you doing here Discord why where you on my ceiling you are so lucky the elements aren't here don't think I won't tell Twilight-"
>Whoops there goes your mouth again.
>Discord rolls those beady red eyes of his and rests his head on his eagle hand.
>"I suppose I should have made you Pinkie Promise not to talk loudly and at a bazillion words a second."
>You only glare at him as he idly moves your mouth between his lion fingers.
>"Very well my dear Pie, I believe I owe you soooome form of explanation. You see, I was trying to lie comfortable at home last night, with a chill in the air and the wind howling at my door, and for all I tried, I could just not get to sleep!"
>The dragonekky does a lot of waving and swooning as he talks. You always thought it made him look silly.
>"And then, I just had the most wonderful of ideas! What if, one of poor little Buttersly's dear friends let meeee stay with them? It would be just like my very own sleepover!"
>Luckily, in the whole load of swooning and waving, Discord drops your mouth near your head.
>A quick shift and some lip movement get you both reunited.
>You decide not to be so loud or super talky right now in case Discord never lets you have your mouth back next time.
>"Sooo, I asked myself, who should I have my sleepover with first? And, of course, I could think of no other pony capable of giving me such a warm welcome, than dear old Winky Pie!"
>Finally the moving about stops and Discord is bowing to you upside down.
>You give a teeny pause at his words.
>You are the number one pony for parties and making other ponies feel welcome.
>Is it so wrong for somepony to think of having a super fun sleepover?
>Okay, so that somepony is Discord.
>And he wants to sleep on your ceiling.
>Wait just a minute.
"One question. Why were you on my ceiling?"
>With a chuckle, Discord performs a small loop and lays on you light as a feather.
>"Ohohohohhoho, dear Pie. Do you not find the ceiling more comfy sometimes?"
>You consider that briefly before shaking your head.
>Discord's smile drops a little, but he quickly jumps up and floats above you. The bedsheet around you loosens.
>"In any case, I must insist that we return to the customary sleepover routine of getting over some sleep."
>At this, he settles back onto the ceiling. Only his tail seems to pay attention to gravity and is hovering just above your snout.
"So that's what woke me up."
>"Hwuwh?" The dragoneggy looks down at you, then at his tail. "Oh, well I'm afraid there is nothing I can do about that. This is the only comfy place on the ceiling."
>Suddenly his eyes flash and he leers down at you. "Maybe you would like me to take off your nose?"
>You clasp your now free hooves over your face. "Nononono."
>As your new sleepovermate chuckles and settles back down, you ponder this pinkie problem.
>There is no way you can get to sleep with Discord's tail tickling your nose.
>Maybe you could...share the bed?
>Sleepovers have that all the time!
"Hey Discord?"
>With a snort and a shift, he gazes down at you.
"Wanna hop in?"
>You fling back the covers and pat the area next to you.
>You see his eyes widen a little and a small smile creep onto his face, before he is down and sliding next to you in a flash.
>With your nose free of tickly things, you settle down and close your eyes.
>Before you bounce off to dreamland, you hear the dragonducky's voice in your ear.
>"Thank you, Pinkie."
>You smile.
"No problem, Discy."