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daOtterGuy


Open for Art Commissions. I write gay romantic comedies with ponies now. Get off my back, MOM.

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Gallus is not a morning bird.


Some minor suggestive lines, but nothing remotely explicit.

This story contains LGBT themes. (Emphasis on Gay).

An entry in the A Thousand Words Contest under Fluff.

Preread by The Sleepless Beholder.

Chapters (1)
Comments ( 9 )

That was adorable. I love how you write romance.

Sandbar helping Gallus preen 😭

Adorable!

This was so cute and sweet. I loved all the little moments that show how long they've been together, from the terrible nicknames to an earth pony knowing how to preen. 💙💚

Awww, sweet fluffy love (literally)

adorable

I was not expecting... well, any GallBar in this contest. Certainly not the amount that's been submitted. But that is by no means a complaint. Lovely fluff piece tinged with just enough melancholy to keep it from being cloying. Thank you for it and, as always, best of luck in the judging.

Gallus flopped onto his other side with a groan, his fur running against the grain as it rubbed at the turtle patterned blankets covering him. It was uncomfortable, however, the blankets were warm and he was a heat hoarding bird.

aww, poor uncomfy Gallus!

Sandbar claimed he was naturally soft, but Gallus happened to know how much conditioner that sun cursed pony used and knew for a fact he was lying.

ehehe, also very in line with surfer-dude Sandbar. and yes, i imagine he makes the perfect pillow

“Turts for brains?”

ahaha that is quite the pet name

“What do you mean ‘what am I still doing in bed’?” Gallus intoned deeply to mock Sandbar’s voice, “it’s Saturday, and I’m mad you aren’t here for sleepy cuddle time.”

hehe, can imagine Sandbar's version of Gallus's voice very well

A long pause followed as Gallus ran through the days and blindly grasped for the information about when he was to be inducted. His eyes snapped open as he realized that Sandbar was, in fact, correct.

oof, morning brain, been there

“and we were up pretty late last night since you wanted…”

“I know what I wanted, Turts!”

ahaha, all the more fun to leave it up to the imagination

“Nah, fastest way possible, kitty.”

“Ugh, do you have to call me that?” Gallus grumbled as he stood up.

aww! and Gallus has a point, he is only half-kitty!

He had definitely hit the earth pony growth spurt over the last few years, and, though Gallus resented being the shorter one of them now, it was difficult to complain about having a fluffy hulk of a colt friend who gave the best hugs.

augh, i imagine that must be very nice!

“Yeah, sure, whatever.” Gallus rolled his eyes, unwilling to admit that it had been nice. “Can I get ready now?”

aww, Gallus and his need to always be cynical about things!

A quick inspection noted his feathers were completely out of alignment and needed a decent preening. His fur was in an equal state of disarray.

having to maintain both feathers and fur must be a pain!

His mouth was gentle, barely brushing against his wings. It was incredibly soothing.

augh that is so intimate!

“Course I’m sure, I’ve been working towards this for years. First Griffin in the Royal Guard. Future Captain,” Gallus said, a smirk on his beak. “Just a matter of time.”

hehe for once Gallus's smug overconfidence ends up really being just right!

“Being… here.” Gallus waved a claw. “In Canterlot. I know you’d prefer to be in Ponyville, but…”

“You’re here,” Sandbar stated simply.

awwwwww

“We’ve talked about this before, kitty. I came here because I wanted to be with you more than I wanted to be in Ponyville. I can achieve my own dreams just as easily at Rarity’s Canterlot store as I could in Ponyville.” He nuzzled the side of Gallus’s face whose face flushed at the contact. “So, don’t worry about me.”

augh, that makes his presence at Rarity's Ponyville store in the finale worrisome! though i guess that could very easily just be him coming down to help Yona for the day

“I am, now let’s get you ready Captain Gallus.”

Gallus’s grin nearly split his face. “Oh, that sounds exactly right.”

Leaning his head on Gallus’s shoulder, Sandbar gave a warm grin. “Only the best for my bird.”

Grinning, Gallus kissed Sandbar on the cheek who chuckled in return.

augh, love how effortlessly supportive Sandbar is of Gallus in every way, to the point of the latter being doubtful that Sandbar is making his needs known. it's very easy to imagine that it was the love and support of this kind of relationship that made the difference in Gallus being able to achieve his ambitious goals!

just absolutely fantastic fluff, and more grist for the mill of my brain figuring out what my version of GallBar will be like. thank you so much for writing it!

Adorable and delightfully gay.

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