Although the night pulled in the ponies of Ponyville, there was always a straggler. In this particular case, that pony kicking and forcing the night away was Roseluck. Trapped in her thoughts of the magician in her home, she lay her face on the pillow and let the thoughts bombard her.
Many of them were squiggly lines of “why” or “what if”, scary thoughts to be having because if one asks themself a question why would they know the answer? And if they did, why ask the question in the first place? These lines of thought put her mind at dead ends. How could her brain know what Trixie was thinking? The only way to know that was to ask the mare herself, but definitely not at 3:00 in the morning.
Ideas are hard to cope with, one could have an idea and never enforce it, then be left with the questions of “what if?” and still if they decided to make their ideas breathe life, the question remains… “what if I didn't?”
Roseluck’s idea of coping with this inevitable struggle was to play through any and all possibilities in her head before acting on her ideas… And she had a lot of ideas. Still with many ideas comes many outcomes, and those can become quickly blurred by the result of another outcome crashing into another, then everything becomes a mess of mixed emotions as everything collides in a mash of indifference.
So perhaps she should just act without thought? The mind can only handle so many questions, and so the mare of roses had to make a decision. And she decided to just hoof it in full gear and act without thinking. Or, at least she could try.
But for the time being she flipped her pillow over and put her heated face to the “cool” side of the pillow, letting the ever long waves of sleep overcome her entirely as she drifted into another land.
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The Saturday morning was quiet as per usual and the gentle hum of birds spread a calming sense of safety in the hearts of many. Two mares awoke in each of their beds, trying ever so much to not fall into the warm and cozy grasp of blankets yet again.
Roseluck finding it much easier than her roommate, Trixie, was up and in the kitchen within minutes of her alarm. She searched through the many cabinets and eventually found herself a box of cereal. She promptly got milk as well and filled the bowl fittingly of a sound breakfast.
Trixie was a few minutes later to be about the home, but was there nonetheless. She groggily made her way into the kitchen and got the cereal in her magic, making herself a bowl as well.
“Good morning Rosey, sleep well? I myself could have been mistaken for a rock, I slept so well,” Trixie’s morning brain failed her as she said words that didn’t quite make correct sentences. She lacked her clothes and she felt entirely comfortable without them.
“Oh, I suppose I uh… It was… Eventful, to put it simply. I did quite a bit of thinking, and have more answers than before… so, good? I guess…”
“That is good! I did some thinking as well, I think my next show should wait a while. I got enough bits from the last for this month and I should be able to earn enough within a week or two.”
“Good to hear! My stand has been doing exceptionally well lately, I suppose the tables are finally turning in our favor,” Rose’s voice was very spritely and filled with good vibes, even at this unprincessly hour. “I’ve nothing planned today, do you? If not we could bum out and watch movies all day.”
“I should probably practice… I really need to stay in shape or I might mess up and drive away viewers…”
“Oh… I understand,” Rose lost the joy in her face and her voice, she looked down at her cereal and swished it about..
“But…” Trixie started and saw Rose perk up considerably. “I suppose one day couldn’t hurt.”
“Awesome! I have all sorts of movies from action to ewwy gooey romance, pick anything and I bet I have it,” And she was probably right. Rose had shelves and shelves of nearly every movie she could get her hooves on.
“I have… Oh geez. Trixie has never actually watched a movie-” Her face turned 10 shades lighter. “- but I read quite a bit of romance novels. If that helps?” Her normally light blue face was a boiling pink due to both confessions. Trixie had spent nearly all of her time practicing magic and magical endurance, she was a media introvert to say the least.
“That simply must change! Give me a moment, I’ll be back.” Rose rushed off toward a shelf that held what had to be hundreds of movie cases. She moved her hooves from each title in search of the exact title she wanted. When she found it she carefully hooved it into the tray of a small box near the TV, the movie player.
She returned to the couch and sat opposite Trixie, calmly waiting for the previews to roll by. When she turned to Trixie she tried her best to contain a chuckle.
Trixie sat, mouth slightly agape, as she watched the screen change images. It was truly a sight to see the normally overly pretentious mare in awe for once. She was honestly pretty cute. She was leaned forward on the couch and her eyes never left the screen. When the title screen appeared she shifted her glance to Roseluck, who sat with a hoof over her mouth and a smile in her eyes.
Trixie quickly regained her composure now aware of the mare watching her and sat up straight. “It would be quite pleasant if you could start the movie,” her composure was nearly void as Rose laughed and pressed play, Trixie shot her a look but it was quickly dissolved as Rose just laughed some more.
With a humph, Trixie leaned into the couch and let the embarrassment roll over her. It’s not fair…
The movie played on and Trixie found herself, once again, entranced by the story and the magical frame of movement without actual movement. She was so into the movie she barely noticed Rose shifting uncomfortably on the opposite side of her. Sure the movie was amazing, but Rose was more so. "Did I really just think that?" Trixie thought to herself about her thoughts.
She used all of her willpower to turn away from the movie, some sort of romance about a dried up mare falling for a stallion who for some reason was unaware that she loved him. It was so dully obvious how was it so hard to figure out?
“Are you alright?” Trixie was facing Rose with a look of concern. “You don’t seem to be enjoying the movie.”
“Oh, I’ve seen it like 10 times. It’s no big deal…” Rose trailed off, she had picked the movie for a reason and Trixie wasn’t catching the lure.
“Well it certainly seems as such-” Trixie paused for a moment and blushed lightly “-It’s a little chilly… would you mind er… getting me a blanket?” She mentally berated herself over the silly avoidance of her true intention, it seemed almost selfish as it came from her mouth.
“Oh…” Rose’s face fell and she made her way over to the cabinet and grabbed a light blue blanket to give Trixie. ”I was silly to think…” she stopped her thoughts and made her way back to the couch.
Then Trixie got an idea. “Rose, you didn’t get yourself one?”
“N-no I’ll be fine. Really.”
“Not at all! Come, we shall share the blanket, and we will be extra cozy!”
A small smile appeared on Rose’s face. She wasn’t cold, but anything to be closer to her crush. Trixie took the blanket and held it up with her magic. Rose moved next to Trixie and Trixie let the blanket fall across their backs.
They sat content for a while, watching the mishaps of the movie play on. It was blatantly obvious the mare was trying to get the stallion close to her, but nothing seemed to work. So obviously she had to take matters into her own hooves.
Trixie leaned into Rose’s side and the cream colored mare gasped lightly. Once the realization struck home, the rose scented mare melted entirely into Trixie’s light embrace. They both sat entirely happy in each others warm aura under the blanket.
The movie finally reached the point where it was obvious that the stallion had finally figured it out. He made his move taking every risk possible as he swept the mare off her hooves with a kiss. Both sat stunned by how wonderful it was until they held another, longer connection of lips.
The onlookers sitting together on the couch blushed in unison, unaware of the other due to their position. But when Rose turned her head to look into Trixie’s deep purple eyes, they knew.
“Trixie… I-” Rose paused for a moment, there would be no other chance to let it out. “-I kinda stalked you for a while… heh, please don’t be mad?”
“I…” Trixie was utterly in disbelief, that was not how she thought this would go. “O-kay. I suppose it’s in the past, but that’s still very strange… Might I ask why?” Trixie was looking at Rose lopsided, this could go very poorly if Rose put her words in the wrong order.
“Well, you see… Uh… you were pretty? ARE, are pretty. And well, I felt bad for you. Here I am a mare who is friends with everypony in Ponyville, and there you were. A lonely outcast who everyone hated. I wanted to know why, so I watched you almost every day for a week. I know this sounds really creepy but I did learn from my… exhibitions.”
“Go on~” Trixie sounded out of patience but wanted to know exactly where this was going. At least Rose had told her honestly about her spying on her.
“You are amazing! Not just your magical abilities, but you’re so kind, in your own Trixie kind of way. Ponies are always mean to you, they give you dirty looks and what do you do? You don’t pummel them into oblivion or turn them into teacups. Most ponies that get insulted feel the need to fight back or argue, you just shrug them off.”
Trixie softened her glare and relaxed again, still in Rose’s embrace. The calming feeling of having somepony to actually care about her made her melt even more into the warm hold of Rose.
“So, you’re not mad?”
“Well, a little, but since you were honest early on i suppose I’ll let it slide. After all today is a day for relaxation. Do you have any other movies as good as this?” She finished as the credits of the actors and editors of the movie rolled past
“You’ve no idea…”
And so the day went on… Movie after movie, snuggle after snuggle. The two mares sat in each others embrace, calmly letting the world's worries drift away as they sat together on the couch.
It was the middle of a movie involving a pair who were, surprise surprise, unaware of their love of the other, A rather cliche theme for most of the movies, when Roseluck decided to say something other than her opinion of the movie.
“Trixie?”
“Yes, Rose?”
Here goes “I… oh nevermind,” and she quickly left her friend's side and scampered off into the kitchen. “You, stupid stupid… urgh!” She murmured at herself, in annoyance with her mouth not being able to follow her heart. She had hoped the movie was loud enough for Trixie not to hear.
“Why can’t you do this one simple thing? All this work to get Trixie this far to ask her, and you can't just… Urgh!” She kicked the floor lightly and set her head on the counter, it’s cool surface chilling her anger heated face. She sat there for a moment, letting her mind roll through her feelings, before moving her head from the counter and standing fully. There was no point in delaying the inevitable, she would die of anxiety if she never said anything.
With a new resolve, she made her way back out to the room where Trixie sat. She had no plan in mind, only the want of telling her crush about her feelings. Which never seemed to work too well for the mare, the gardener, the flower girl and nothing but that.
“Ah, Rose you’re back! You see I was wondering… After today, spending time with you and simply relaxing, if you would maybe like to do something such as this on a more… planned schedule?” Between Trixie’s blush and Roseluck’s confusion not one thought between the two was the same.
“I don’t… OH! Oh my. I mean. I just. Wow~” The link connected with a nearly audible click and Rose understood her roommates intention. ”Omigosh, I was just asked on a date! By a really friggin cute mare too! Okay… cool it hotshot, don’t mess this one up,” Her thoughts were abruptly halted by the look of defeat on Trixie’s cute little blue face. Rose's thoughts had been long dragged out, she sat pondering for some time around a minute, speechless.
“I see, it was silly of me to ask…” The magician returned her eyes to the movie playing. Where the guy just got rejected by the girl, funny how these things play out huh? “I’ll be… out in the garden? If you don’t mind?”
Rose just sat awestruck. She hadn’t meant for Trixie to take it like that, she was just trying to think things through. Like she always did, too much thinking can be a real issue, sometimes you just gotta think with your liver… or something like that. She watched Trixie walk out the door and could hear her hoofsteps retreating toward the exit of the building. She really messed up this time. She hit her head lightly on the table a few times, recompense for being so stupid, before deciding she wouldn’t let this one get away. Metaphorically, Trixie did live here after all.
So, Rose got on her hooves and made her way to the garden, if there was a will…