"Static, we're home!" You heard your mom call from down stairs. You had arrived home a little over two hours ago, to pass the time, you started by taking your blanket from your room and brining it to the washing machine. While the washing was busy, you went to re-create your bed, mattress and cushions, making sure the clouds you used were puffy and comfy white ones, and no cold snow or rain clouds, or any other that would be uncomfortable to sleep on.
"Hey Mom! Cleaning room like you wanted!" You yelled down as you formed a second pillow, forming it with your hooves just the way you liked it.
Two pairs of tiny hooves could be heard galloping up the stairs as you lay down the second pillow on the head of your bed. Now you only needed to wait for the blanket to be done in the washing machine, it shouldn't be long now. Satisfied with your re-made bed, you followed your ears' twitch to the hall just as Gloom and Summer came running into your room, "Static!" They both squeed with joy, jumping onto your front legs and hugging you tight.
A smile instantly formed on you, the two fillies beneath you never failed to made your day good. Such small gestures as being happy to see you and hugging you. It were small things, nut nonetheless, they were priceless. You unfurled your wings and wrapped the two in a hug, nuzzling their manes fondly.
"Static!" Summer said energetically from between your feathers and nuzzles.
"We need to tell you something!" Gloom continued for her twin. "We met a nice librarian today in Ponyville!"
"She lives in a tree!" Summer said with glee, but looked thoughtful not soon after, "Wait, was it a tree, Gloom? The inside looked like a house, but it is not a house, because the house is made of a tree, so she lives in a tree, what should be a house then... but a house is were ponies live, and ponies don't live in trees, we live in houses..."
At this point you just chuckled and was sure a bit of smoke was coming out of Gloom's ears. "Hey, Summer?" you said, trying to get her attention. Summer went silent from her paradox and looked up at you with a flick of her right ear, "In what do we live?" you asked teasingly, hoping she would fall for it.
Summer's eyes sparked with joy, "We live in a house!"
You nodded, "And our house is made of...?" you dragged out the last bit, wanting her to finish it."
"Clouds!" Gloom finished out of nowhere.
"I was about to say that!" Summer said with a small whine, to which Gloom stuck out her tongue teasingly.
You chuckled, "you both are right. Our house is made of clouds, so why can't the nice librarian have her house made out of a tree?" Folding your wings back to your sides, you let both of your sisters release your legs and they fell down on their haunches. You did the same, waiting patiently on the both of them, giving them ample time to think about it.
Gloom was not even thinking about it, she just sat on the cloudy floor smiling while Summer was obviously pondering about it. She tapped her chin a few time with her hoof, "Hmm... well..." you ears perked up, expecting her to answer you, "That's a silly thought!" Summer said as she started chuckling, making you raise an eyebrow at her. "Clouds are not trees! So we live in a house made of clouds, but she lives in a tree! Because a house can be made of clouds but not out of trees!" She finished confidently with her hooves crossed over her chest.
You was about to tell her no when Gloom went to agree with Summer, "That sounds right to me! So she lives in a tree! And we live in a house!"
"Yeah!" Summer exclaimed, jumping to her hooves and hoof bumping her sister. "Wait..." Your ears perked up, hoping Summer would change her mind, "...Doesn't that make the librarian a critter? Because only critters live in trees." Your hopes were instantly smashed by their innocence, making you chuckle lightly and shake your head.
"Huh, good question." Gloom said, scratching her mane. "Maybe Mom knows!" She said with a little skip, aiming for the door.
Summer instantly mimicked her moves, "Good idea! Lets ask her!" Before you could say anything to stop them they had already bolted down the stairs, making you sigh at their actions. Checking your bed one more time if it was the way you liked it, you went down the stairs, expecting the twins to be giving your mother a headache and to check if the blanket was done.
You glided down the stairs and landed at the foot of it. Going through the small corridor you entered the kitchen where the fillies and your mother were, your sisters seemingly in a small argument while your mother set the last bunch of vegetables away, likely not wanting to settle the twins just yet.
"...She is a critter!" Summer almost yelled to Gloom. Both of them stood next to your mother, Summer on your side of the kitchen, Gloom on the other near the fridge.
"She's a unicorn! We have seen her ourselves!" Gloom wanted to dash underneath your mother's tummy and go for Summer, but your mother, without even sparing a glance, brought her right hind leg in the middle of Gloom's path, "Oof!" Gloom hit the soft fur of your mother and slid down her leg to the ground. "Ouwie..."
"Gloomy!" Summer bolted around your mother and went to her sister's side, all thoughts of arguing gone like snow. "Are you alright Gloom?" She asked with worry. Gloom 'hummed' with her hooves on her muzzle, probably hurt her nose a bit. "Its okay if she's a unicorn, I don't mind!"
"Now that's settled then girls, the nice mare can be both a pony and a critter while she lives there." Your mother said as she craned her neck down to your two sisters, nuzzling them both on their manes. You sighed inwardly at your mother's way of ending the discussion, but magically it worked again. Your sisters stayed on the ground, idly talking about their day. Your mother, however, looked towards you as she stood back up again, her regular cheerful smile on her muzzle that made your worries fade, "Hey sweetie. How was school?"
Returning the gesture, you walked further into the kitchen, "It was alright. We only had history and legends class today, so it was a pretty easy day." You walked past your mother and towards the laundry room.
"Static... there is something you aren't telling me, is there?" You stopped right behind her in your tracks, knowing she probably hinted to your encounter with Rainbow and Bolt, but she couldn't possibly know that, could she? "Static, did you have a talk with Lucky? Is that what nags in the back of your head?"
She was not far from the truth. How does she keep knowing when you or your sisters have something on your minds? You sought for words to answer her, "Well I... I did have a talk with her, yes."
Your mother put the last bit of groceries into the cupboards, "Didn't it go well, Static? I would assume she had forgiven you. Lucky is a really kind filly."
Scratching the back of your mane, "She.. She did forgive me."
Your mother turned her head to look over her shoulder with an raised eyebrow, "What's bothering you then? She has forgiven you... I would say anything would be fine."
You scraped the floor with your hoof, "She wanted to hang out when I'm not grounded anymore." Glancing to your mother, you saw her raise her hoof and seemingly count in the air, mouthing inaudible words. Suddenly, your mother's ears perked straight up and her eyes widened. Your curiosity spiking, "Mom? What's wrong?"
"Uhm, nothing! All is fine! Hehehe..." she laughed awkwardly, signaling red flags in your head to appear. "I just hope you'll have a good time with her!"
"Uh-huh..." you squinted your eyes at her.
"Oh look at the time! Gotta go drop of the girls at Breeze!"
Your sisters looked up with confused glances. "Huh? But we said that we would be there at five." Summer said as she spared a glance with Gloom who shrugged her wings. They both looked a the clock on the dining wall that read it was only three-fortyfive. "We still have an hour." Summer said to your mother.
Hastily your mother's eyes darted around the room, "He-he, I'm verily sure they said 'four'. C'mon girls, time to go!" Your mother started to nudge your sisters towards the front door, who quickly stood up with utter confused faces. With a raised eyebrow, your eyes trailed behind the three mares as they went out the door, leaving you with big question marks. Gazing at the floor with furrowed eyebrows, you forced your brain to find what was so special about it. Coming up with nothing besides your mom being mom, you shoved the thought away and went into the laundry room, retrieving your blanket that had been sitting for some time.
Hovering back up the stairs with your blanket in hoof, you hummed a little tune to yourself, no one was home to tell you to stop anyhow. You started to sing a part of it, remembering the old song from when you were younger and learned it in basic school, "Hm-hm, my little pony~ we always wondered what friendship could be~." reaching your room, you flew to your window, opened it and hung your blanket out to dry. "Hm-hm until you all shared its magic with me~."
Landing on the cloudy floor, you glanced outside into the beginning days of Autumn, the sun already starting its earlier descent. You sighed and crossed your hooves on the window sill on top of your blanket, looking about as various pagasi flew through the air while you were stuck your room. You would be lying if you said that you didn't want to jump out of the window and fly. But even with the thought in mind, you surrendered to what your parents told you, not wanting to make them even more mad at you then they were with what happened.
Glancing to your nightstand, you saw the bottle of cooling-aid where you left it last night. Your thoughts briefly flashed to the rainbow maned mare and how close she was you your muzzle this morning. A throb could be felt all throughout your wings as they involuntary gave their own thoughts about it. "Hmm... I could take a shower. I need to wait for my blanket to dry anyways, Dad won't be home 'till five-thirty, and Mom just left for at least an hour. I wonder how it feels under the nice warm streams of water." You grinned to yourself as you went over to the bottle and grasped it in your hooves, taking it to the shower for a moment of stress relieve.