//------------------------------// // Ch. 7: Visitors and Date Nights pt. 1 // Story: Love (and other things) in Prance // by Phoenix Heart 27 //------------------------------// *1 month later…* Paint rolled over in bed feeling massively tired. He was so out of it, he almost didn't feel the other presence next to him. “H-huh? Wa?”, Paint mumbled as he stretched out and his hoof connected with something soft--and breathing. ‘what the heck?!’, Paint thought as he opened his eyes only to see what...or...who it was that was next to him asleep. He tried to remember how she got there but the only thing that came to mind, was a nasty headache that forced him to lie back down and grumbled unintelligibly. Slowly but surely she rolled over and opened her eyes--only to open them wider as she was unsure of why the hay Paint was here in her bed! Or at least she thought it was her bed. “W-what happened last night?”, Rose asked as she shielded her eyes from the bright light pouring in from the open window. “I was hoping you knew.”, Paint replied sleepily. For a brief moment, they just lay there in silence until Rose realized that they were in the same bed and sprung up faster than a poptart. “Sweet Celestia! Paint...last night we didn't...you know...did we?!?”, Rosie asked panicked. “I may not remember much of last night, but I can safely say I’m definitely positive we didn't have sex last night.”, Paint assured her while rubbing her back. While that reassured her a bit she was still confused as to how they ended up in the same bed together without something else happening. While Paint was equally confused, he managed to barely get out of bed and stretch his hooves as Rosie did the same. Then Paint had an idea to help shed a little light on the subject of them ending up in the same bed. “I completely forgot! The security cameras!” Paint started as he went over to a small camera on his bedroom wall, “these should help figure out what happened, this one is connected to the other 3 in the apartment so this should be helpful.”, he finished. While he went over to his laptop to trace back the footage, Rosie went to go freshen up in the bathroom. *About 15 minutes later…* After Rosie was done getting together, Paint called her into the room. “Okay, I think I’ve pieced together exactly what happened to have us in the state we were in this morning.”, Paint said as he showed her footage of them coming into the apartment the previous night looking really tired but really happy. It then shifted to the bedroom cam to show Paint collapsing onto the floor near the bed and Rosie barely managing to get him onto the bed. She tried to get up from laying him down but he subconsciously grabbed her forehoof and dragged her onto the bed in a cuddling manner. Then the video ends. “So that’s what happened. You were crazy tired and collapsed. I tried to help you back into bed then you pulled me back in to cuddle and I must’ve fell asleep soon after.”, Rosie deduced. “That’s what it appears like. On that manner, I’d like to apologize on the involuntary cuddle session last night.”, Paint said as he blushed. Rose just smiled and nuzzled him before going back to whatever she was doing. Paint then got up and grabbed his phone to see if he missed and calls and sure enough, as he unlocked it, 8 missed calls. 4 from Ocean and 4 from his brother. “*sigh* I might as well see what the fuss is all about.”, Paint said to himself as he walked out of the room and into the kitchen to call his brother first. “*ring. ring. ring*...h-hello?”, A voice on the other line said sleepily. “Hey, Blue. I saw that you had called me last night 4 times. Sorry I didn't get them I was asleep.”, Paint said sadly. “It's okay--*yawn* It happens. I was calling you to tell you some news.”, Blueberry replied. Paint looked confused for a second before replying. “What news?”, He asked. “Guess who’s coming to visit for a few weeks?!”, He asked/exclaimed. Finally putting two and two together in his weary brain, Paint gasped in amazement. “No way!?! When are you getting here?”, He asked excitedly. “My train comes tomorrow and I’ll likely be there sometime tomorrow evening. I’ll be staying until your first few days at the university. If that's alright with you that is?”, Blue finished. “YES!...I mean, yeah that’s cool. You can stay at my place for a while.”, Paint replied ‘smoothly’. “Alright then, I’ll see you soon little brother.”, Blue chuckled as he hung up. Deciding he’ll check on Ocean later on, Paint remembers why he came into the kitchen in the first place. He starts grabbing the ingredients needed for hay bacon, prench toast, eggs and grape juice and starts to fix breakfast for the two of them. 25 minutes later… Rosie comes into the kitchen to the sight of a beautifully made breakfast and a slightly messy Paint Smear in a blue apron with prench toast mix on his cheeks. She stifles a giggle as she walks over to him. “This looks fantastique! Paint, you seem to be just full of surprises. I had no idea you could cook!”, She says as she licks the mix off his cheeks. Causing him to shudder in nervous bliss. “Merci beaucoup mon amour. This is but one of the things that I have planned for us today though. Since I don’t have work today and I know you have the day off as well, I’ve devised a rather…’spécial’ day for us today.”, Paint finally said as he placed the cups of grape juice down before holding out her chair for her. “Such a gentlecolt.”, Rosie said before kissing him on the nose...which she untimely missed and ended up kissing his mouth instead (not that he complained at all). They then sat and continued to eat in a rather comfortable silence. After breakfast, Paint went and showered while Rose decided to tidy up a bit while he was in. ‘As much of a gentlecolt he is, he’s still a colt. They leave messes!’ she thought to herself as she tidied. After a while, Paint emerged from the bathroom in a short sleeved button down loose shirt and freshly combed messy mane and tail. “Well, that was a good way to continue from a...rather awkward wake up. Nonetheless, I just need to check on Ocean real fast before we head out.”, Paint said as he grabbed his béret and headed next door to Ocean and Brick’s apartment. Once there, his ears were immediately assaulted by the sound of somepony throwing up. Feeling worried, he took the spare key from under the statute by the door and let himself in. Once inside he clearly analyzed the situation of a messy apartment and a passed out Brick on the floor with what looked like...blood coming from his muzzle. “Celestia help me, Brick! Brick! Can you hear me?! It’s Paint.”, Paint tried to call to his attention with no success. So his natural instinct said to pick him up and set him somewhere briefly. As he set Brick on the couch, he heard it again. The sound of somepony throwing up. He ran towards the sound to find Ocean in the bathroom puking in the toilet. “Jeez, Ocean! What happened?”, He asked as he held Ocean’s greasy wet mane back as he threw up more. “*cough* Last night….wasn't good…”, Ocean said after finally stopping. Paint went and got a cup of water for him to rinse his mouth with. “That much I gathered. Why did I find Brick passed out and injured on your living room floor and you in here puking your guts out?”, Paint asked with clear concern for his best Parisian bud. Ocean finally got up on shaky legs, having to be supported by Paint as they left the bathroom and into his and Brick’s bedroom. He then recounted as much as he could the previous night’s activities that included a lot of drinking and a big bar fight. “Well damn! Sounds like you two had one crazy night! Makes me waking up this morning with Rosie next to me sound less weird.”, Paint commented to Ocean’s clear shock. “You and Roseblossom-- did you two...you know. Screw around?”, Ocean asked to a flabbergasted Paint. “N-No! Definitely not! Believe me, that was her exact concern when we woke up too. Thankfully, I had security cameras around. Apparently all that happened was I got so exhausted from work last night, she came and helped me into bed and I unconsciously wrapped her up into a involuntary cuddle session. She ended up falling asleep not long after I did.”, Paint explained. That seemed to ease Ocean’s weary mind as he proceeded to fall asleep not long after he finished. Paint just tucked him into bed before getting Brick and bringing him to bed as well. After making sure they both were situated, Paint made his way towards the door to see a smiling Rose standing there. “How long were you watching for?”, He asked as he left the re-locked apartment. “Oh...only for all of it. That was a good thing you did Paint.”, She responded before nuzzling him. “Well, they had a pretty rough night. But they should be fine in a few hours. Now--” he started before hooking an arm across her shoulders, “I believe I did say we had a beautiful day planned for us! Let’s get started, shall we?”, he finished. Roseblossom just chuckled and replied, “Yes. We shall.”