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// Chapter 1 
// Story: Love Prefers Twilight to Moonlight 
// by Charcoal Breeze 
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	It wasn't an obsession.
If it were an obsession, there would be evidence. She'd have pictures and drawings and writing from Twilight everywhere in her house. That would be obsession. But still, after Twilight, Spike and their friend left Canterlot, she couldn't get the princess out of her mind.
Moondancer stared at the picture Spike had given her, of her and her friends, back before the whole incident with the party. She focused on herself and Twilight, next to each other, Twilight squinting at the pages and Moondancer looking at her with interest.
That's what it was: an interest, not an obsession. And it had its roots back when they were little fillies. It was no coincidence that they had identical manes and tails. Moondancer admired Twilight so much she tried to look more like her. She wasn't exactly the social type, so it was hard to get her attention, but once they started partnering up every time they had a project, Moondancer was delighted.
Those feelings faded into the background once Twilight left the city, especially since she didn't even say goodbye. They were overshadowed by anger. Moondancer felt absolutely betrayed. She'd thought that Twilight had no feelings whatsoever for her. She didn't care about her. She probably just thought of her as a study buddy and nothing more.
But then, Twilight came back. And after she worked so hard to make Moondancer happy, it lit up a flame of hope inside Moondancer. Maybe, Twilight loved her back after all.
Yes, that was what she wanted. She was in love. She'd always been in love. 
All of this was distracting her from her reading. If she wanted to study properly, Moondancer needed to be satisfied. Perhaps she should start studying for different purposes.
The possibilities that magic could bring her...it immediately gave her ideas. Impressing Twilight would be hard, since she was a magical princess of friendship, but it was probably possible. Perhaps she could use magic to make herself more appealing to Twilight.
And there was another option. It was incredibly risky, but if Moondancer got the potion just right, Twilight wouldn't be able to resist her. And it would last forever. Now where was that Hearts and Hooves Day book...?





"Noooooo! Come back, I want to give you cuddles!"
Twilight chuckled a bit as she turned her head. "You do this every time you spend the night with me."
Pinkie, the majority of her body still snug under the purple blanket, rubbed her eyes. "You don't have to do work today! So you don't have an excuse!"
"I don't just work on a schedule, you know. Sometimes things are unexpected."
"You can't escape!" Pinkie threw off the blanket, jumped off the bed, and ran to tackle Twilight. Twilight squealed a bit as she fell to the floor. Pinkie let herself fall on top of her and buried her head in Twilight's chest. Twilight hugged her tightly and nuzzled her, the two of them giggling. They rolled to their sides as Pinkie rubbed against Twilight's chest. Twilight rested her head on top of hers, flicking an ear as she rested her head on the dark pink floof. She felt Pinkie softly kiss her neck.
Then they got up, Pinkie stretching her legs. "What time is it?"
Twilight glanced at the clock on her wall. "It's almost eight thirty. We should have breakfast."
They headed out of the bedroom side by side. The room was small, compared to the rest of the rooms in this castle. It had been quite some time since the castle sprouted up from the ground, but Twilight was still getting used to the vast space around her. She was glad whenever Pinkie slept over. Having her with her made her feel less small. Especially since Pinkie was probably about half a foot shorter than her.
The first time Pinkie offered to sleep over was when Twilight confessed that she was still overwhelmed by the space in the castle. Pinkie had smiled and said, "Maybe if I'm with you, you won't be alone and you can be comfortable! And I can keep you warm!"
That had brought some reassurance to Twilight. And some strange delight. She couldn't think of why that feeling was there, but it stayed with her the whole time Pinkie was with her. They slept in the same bed, which was a little awkward but they both had agreed to it without any objections. Pinkie had fallen asleep first. Her face was against Twilight's chest--Twilight still wasn't sure if that was intentional--and her breath ruffled the fur a bit. Twilight had watched her, as her chest rose and fell against Twilight's body. That was when Twilight accepted that she was in love. It wasn't a crush like with Flash Sentry. Twilight was seriously in love with this girl. And she'd probably been in love with her for a long time. 
Twilight had confessed to her the next morning. She was extremely flustered about it. She felt her cheeks grow red hot as she tried to explain her thoughts. She'd said, "I-I love you...in the romantic sort of way..." She looked away, her heart banging against her ribcage, never so embarrassed in her life. It was one thing to confess love, but totally another to confess love to a close friend, who had been close for years.
Pinkie had approached her and nuzzled her forehead. Twilight glanced back up at her, and she was blushing a little too. "Can I kiss you?" she asked softly.
Twilight had smiled and nodded. And they didn't talk for a while after that. Spike had been a bit confused by the lack of conversation as they ate breakfast together, but Twilight had motioned for him not to say anything. Once they were left alone again, Pinkie asked, "So, um...are you my girlfriend now?"
"Do you want me to be?"
Pinkie had grinned and nodded.
This morning, as they headed to the dining room, Pinkie suddenly stopped. Twilight turned her head as Pinkie asked, "Do you wanna go out for breakfast instead?"
Twilight looked out the window. It was bright outside. "That'd be nice, but would we be able to do that this early?"
"We'll force them to feed us! Because you are the law in this town!"
"That's not how anything works," Twilight replied, smiling. "I guess we can try to go somewhere."
"Yay!"
As Twilight opened the front doors with her magenta telekinesis, she almost injured into a mailpony, who had backed away just in time. The lanky, tan colt was a unicorn, and with the light blue telekinesis that matched his startled eyes, he held a white envelope.
Twilight backed away a bit in embarrassment. "Ah, sorry, sorry! I didn't even think to check if somepony was in the way!"
The mailpony chuckled. "No, it's fine! This letter's for you, princess."
The aura around the envelope changed from light blue to magenta as Twilight took it. "Thank you! I'll read it while we have breakfast."
After the mailpony hurried off to make more deliveries, and the doors were closed again behind Twilight and Pinkie, Twilight glanced at the return address on the envelope. "Oh, wow."
"What?" Pinkie asked.
"You remember who Moondancer is, right?"