//------------------------------// // Cuddles: Mist X RHM // Story: Across All Of Imagination // by Dragonfire2lm //------------------------------// The only noise was the ambience of the ship's engines as Mist Veil slipped out of her room, she hadn't bothered tying back her mane, getting dressed, or even putting on her glasses as she held her ID card in wing in front of her partner's door. It was late, she reasoned, irrational worry warring with common. Everything's fine- The door opened before she could make up her mind. In the doorway, in light blue pajama's, hat absent, and orange hair as equally unkempt as her own, was Right Hand Man. "Can't sleep?" he asked as he let her in. His room had a bed, a chest of drawers at the foot of the bed, a bookshelf, his fishing gear in one corner, and his dented metal baseball bat leaning against the side of his bed within reach. "Yeah," Mist replied as she walked further in. "You?" "Same," Right sighed and moved to sit on the bed, gesturing for her to join him. She hopped up and didn't mind as he coaxed her to lean against him. He adjusted the pillows so they could comfortably lean against the headboard. "Anythin' on your mind?" he asked as he draped an arm over her shoulders. She took a breath. "...Are you okay with this? With me?" His eyebrows flew up in surprise as he looked at her. "Why you askin'? This 'cause of the mission?" "Yes!" she said, voice raised in frustration. "An entire rutting village tried to brainwash me! It's bad enough that... You know, I'm different." "This 'bout you bein' a pony or the other thing?" Right asked, looking worried as he scooted closer to her. "Both, I think?" Mist said. "It's just- you deserve better than me..." "Nah," Right drawled, a small smile on his face as he looked her up-and-down. "Everyone else can go get stuffed." "But you're amazing though!" Mist protested. "That so?" "Well, yeah!" Mist said, as if it were fact. She looked slightly embarrassed. "I can be me around you... I feel safe with you, and being able to support you and spend time with you is all I could ever ask for." Right's smile widened as he chuckled. Mist found herself lifted off the bed and placed in Right's lap, her back against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. "You're cute." he murmured into her ear. She was puzzled by the compliment. "But... Why?" "You think I care that you're different?" Right asked rhetorically. "Never gave a rat's arse about appearance anyway an' you, are cute." "If you say so," she said, leaning into him. "I can't help it though, I've never been in a relationship before." Her partner huffed in amusement. "An' you think I have? I'm jus' as new to this as you are..." "You have your shit together at least." Mist replied halfheartedly. "Only 'cause I got you lookin' out for me..." he admitted. "Lendin' an ear, showin' me things you think I'd like, jus' offerin' that support, it 'elps. No one's realky done that for me before." Mist's brow furrowed. "But isn't that what I'm supposed to do, hay I like being here for you." "You don' even know my real name." Right pointed out. "You don't even know your real name," Mist pointed out, looking at him. "I have three different names, two of which are aliases but I don't ask you to call me by my real name." "D'you want me to?" Right asked. Mist thought for a moment. "Only if you want to, and only when we're alone." "Fair 'nough," Right said, maneuvering the two of them so he was lying down with Mist lying on his chest. "This alright?" "For the moment," she answered, tilting her head back to look at him, and smiled. "You know what?" "What?" "I think you're the best." Right was smiling as he rolled his eyes and the two of them laughed, very much content to enjoy each other's company.