>it was a rather peaceful sleep last night
>didn't stir much, nor did you wake up in the middle of it
>when you finally do wake up, you give a groaned stretch and feel something against you
>the sweet and comfy pony had found a nice spot to nestle in right at your side
>her purple and striped mane lay draped over her head and your stomach
>it felt so silky smooth against your skin
>her warm and smaller form gave a tender stir, inching closer as she lifted her head and placed it on your shoulder
>it was impossible not to admire her, especially when she looked so calm and at ease
>her hooves gave a little tuck to her body, grunting some as she let her ears settle against her head and to you
>your hand moved over, gently petting along her side and feeling her breathe softly while she slept
>the cute alicorn pony was clearly in just as deep of a sleep as you had been
>you whisper gentle and loving words to her as you pull the blankets up over you both a little more
>one of her forelegs stretches out, resting to your chest and trying to pull you in a bit more
>without disturbing her, you oblige happily and scoot a tiny bit over to the pony
>Twilight's form relaxes more, her muzzle nosing to your shoulder lightly with a smile on it
>you couldn't think of a better way to wake up, having a lovely pony in bed all snuggled up to you
>your arm carefully wraps around her, enjoying the feathery cushion of her wings tucked to her back
>as if it wasn't enough of having that beautiful and soft, lavender body cuddled against you
>her light groans and little noises make you smile more as she nuzzles her cheek to you
>your body shifts a little to allow her to be as comfy as possible before you relax and rest your head along the pillow
>there was little need to try as you drifted off back to sleep once more from the comforting notion and presence of having the snoozing pony against you
>dreams and sleep come naturally with her around
>it's a while before you wake back up once again
>you yawn and reach over to the side, patting the mattress and sheets in search of your loving pony
>she seems to be missing with only a feather or two in place of where she slept
>you carefully pick them up and set them aside as you listen around for any sound she might be giving
>it isn't a sound you hear first, but more of a scent
>whatever it is, it smells good and you can't help but get up and go looking for the source
>your nose brings you out and to the kitchen where Twilight is seen focusing rather heavily on the floating book
>her tongue sticks out between her lips as she studies the instructions and idly stirs what might be in the pan
>when she turns to look into the pans, you notice she's donning one of your towels wrapped around her head to keep her mane from dripping on the floor
>it's a cute sight and you can't help but move up to her and wait until she isn't so focused before giving her a good morning welcome
>her eyes widen as she turns to you and trots in place for a second
>”Aww! I wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed!” she says, smiling a little
>you apologize and rub her neck softly, letting her lean in and brush her cheek to your leg
>”It's okay~ I just wanted to do something special for you being so nice,” she states and rubs her neck up and down against you leg a little more
>one of her forelegs raise and hug to your limb, giving a snug squeeze before she moves away and smiles cheerfully
>”Thank you. Now back in bed~” she whispers and resumes her cooking, shaking her hips as she hums lightly while reads over a few lines again
>whatever she planned on making, it smelled nice so far
>you head back to bed, but not before giving her back a small rub which results in a hind twitching
>before long, you're back in bed and waiting patiently as insisted, and smiling as you hear those hooves heading down the hall to you