>it only took you another day before you caught the little pony's cold as well
>Twilight seemed slightly upset she had got you sick until you assured her it was fine
>besides, who else would you rather get a cold from?
>the purple alicorn had simply adored you spending the days and nights with her
>cuddling up with stuffy noses was better than tending to yourself alone
>when the purple pony had felt a bit better, she had taken to getting out of bed more often
>the sheets were warm from her small frame being in them, as was her pillow
>you couldn't help but enjoy the comforting warmth it offered each time
>Spike had tried to take care of you both until Twilight felt better
>the dragon had been more than eager to try and help
>he had brought some soup and even tried reading to you both, forgetting he still donned the apron from the kitchen
>once Twilight had recovered more, it was her turn to nurse you back to good health
>there were a few moments where you could hear her hooves along the wooden floor, nearing the bed
>they would stop while you lay there in your half-sleep daze until you felt a gentle nuzzle of her nose to your cheek
>more often than not, you woke up to find somepony had placed Smarty Pants within your arms during your rest
>with some help from Spike, she had managed to learn a few small things about cooking
>the first time waking and seeing her with her mane slightly disheveled and magically holding the bowl of soup was one you'll never forget
>Spike would have been a nice asset to help, though when Rarity mentioned her dear Sweetie Belle was ill, the dragon was gone in a flash to cater
>Twilight didn't seem bothered at all in his rush, eagerly taking on full responsibility for your health
>her cooking may not have been amazing at first, but she certainly loved to try
>the next few batches of soup had been improved much more, showing she had done her best to keep improving
>the little pony had done well in being the best nurse she could to aid you in your illness
>she had made sure to do so, seeing as how great she felt when you treated her
>a cookbook had even made its way into her home for use, just to be used for you
>as the days went on, you began feeling more like yourself and having more strength to move about some
>Twilight had insisted you get your rest, lightly applying her magic to lean you back and fluff your pillow
>agreeing, you settle back in and let sit by at night to read to you and even give you a little nosing brush to your cheek
>you could swear you felt her give a tender kiss once or twice before she hurried out of the room to make you some more soup or grab another book to read
>it appeared she had taken a liking in being your nurse and seemed to have a motherly charm to herself in doing so
>in fact, she had even held a few of the tissues to your nose to help you clear it
>she always had on that happy smile, beaming to you when you gave her thanks or even when she entered the room
>it was never dull being sick with your little nurse Twilight around
>on some nights, you could feel the mattress shift and the weight of a small pony crawl up to you before nestling in against your side
>once, you had even woken up to having her head resting comfortably against your chest, little Twilight fast asleep and hoping you get better soon
>there was no better time that you could think of that being sick felt so..good