Silence is Golden
Light shone through the treehouse windows, sunbeams highlighting the motes of dust drifting through the warm summer air. It was the perfect day to stay inside, out of the heat, curled up with a good book. Which was exactly what Twilight, Rainbow, and oddly enough, Pinkie were doing on this particularly hot day.
After Twilight had gotten Rainbow into reading, she had been surprised when a skeptical pink pony had shown up on her doorstep as well, dragged along by the blue pegasus. It wasn’t long however, before she had eagerly looked through all of Twilights books on baking. Pinkie was just as surprised as them to find she was actually capable of matching and even exceeding Twilight’s pace in reading. At least, when she was interested in the book at hoof.
They had since taken to having weekly reading sessions where each would bring a book to recommend to the others, and they would all sit quietly together. It had become an unspoken rule that nopony was to talk during this time, and they all followed this rule whenever possible. Thus, they had gotten quite good at reading each others body language and silent cues.
Like when Pinkie would hang upside down from her place on the top floor to poke Twilight with a hoof, signalling she was done with the physics book impossibly grasped in her mane.
Or when Twilight finished her adventure story, levitating it up to Rainbow who was curled up in the windowsill.
They would continue passing around books until they had finished with the ones they had brought. Then Rainbow and Pinkie would both turn to grin expectantly at Twilight. The purple librarian would smile, levitate a few books off the shelves, and send them off with her friends for some weekend reading.
The day afterwards would again be full of pranks and chatter from all three, as though nothing had happened. But every Friday the two would wordlessly show up on her doorstep, ready for another afternoon of uncharacteristic silence.
But sometimes you don’t need to speak to be heard. Sometimes the loudest words are the ones left unspoken. Sometimes trying something new can be just what you needed.
Sometimes all you need for a good time is a couple friends, some good books, and a bit of peace and quiet.
“Silence makes the real conversations between friends. Not the saying, but the never needing to say that counts.”