Flare let out a heavy sigh, he escaped the mad mare... but where was he now? Flare opened his eyes and looked around in the dark room. His eyes landed on the bed in the center of the room. A small figure laid on the bed, the covers on the floor. With Flares sudden entrance, the figure had woken up. The figure slowly and weakly turned their head and looked at the door. It was at this time Flare wished he didn't have a bright red glowing eye.
"F-Flare?" the figure asked weakly, it was Prim Bite's voice. Flare had really screwed up teleporting here, but he couldn't help but answer back.
"Heeey, Prim. Uhh, sorry for teleporting in here unannounced, but I needed to get away from somepony." Prim looked at Flare, even in the dark Flare could see the piercing pink eyes, they cut through him, his guilt started to grow.
Prim barely moved, but managed a weak smile and spoke softly,"Well, I'm glad you're here... can I ask you for a favor?"
Flare had a feeling he knew what it was, but still, he replied,"Depends on the favor..." Prim smiled at him once more.
She had a feeling she knew what Flare was talking about. She laughed weakly, and replied," Can you read me a story? I'm kinda bored laying in this room..."
Once again, Flare felt guilty, he sighed, he was torn between accepting and denying the favor.
'I need to think this through' he thought,' It's a simple story, not much can go wrong and she is too weak to try anything' This looked to be cut and dry, but he couldn't help but think of how this could go wrong. Once more he sighed...
"Alright, what story do you want me to read to you?" Flare finally said, he was a little upset at how easily he broke when she asked for a favor, it was how innocent she sounded. Flare's eye adjusted to the darkness in the room, and he saw Prim lying on her stomach in the middle of the bed. Prim Bite slowly looked at her bookshelf to find a book she was interested in, most likely a storybook. When she saw the book about Daring Doo, she weakly lifted her hoof and pointed at it, Flare followed where the hoof pointed and used his magic to pull out the book once he found it. He moved to the side of Prim's bed and opened the book, being a monster pony, you gain some benefits, like having good night vision.
Before Flare could begin, however, Prim asked another request, "Can you cuddle with me while you read?" Flare barely picked up on the part she whispered, but he heard her none the less. He moved up onto the bed next to Prim. Even though Prim was in a weakened state, she shuffled over and draped her wing over Flare's back. She was almost burning from her heat, Flare didn't flinch, he was used to scolding heat, he did work in The Core for most of his life but this might hurt her more than him. A slight perk of being a skeleton pony with skin an' stuff is that you can control almost all of it, body temp, muscle movement, hormones, and if you react to pain. Flare went for his only option at the time, he closed his eyes and began thinking about cooling down.
He heard Prim moan softly and the side of her body was now practically rubbing against Flare's side. He now smiled, his plan worked and Prim seemed to like it as well. Flare began to read the book, each word coming out softly as to not start Prim Bite.
Prim Bite started to branch off in thought, the cold was nice and it helped with her heat. She wondered if this was what it was like having a coltfriend. She heard stories about ponies starting off as friends and then becoming something more. The part that made her now blush was the fact of how close she and Flare were. Flare always watched her favorite TV show, he always found ways to cheer her up, and right now he was reading to her and was allowing her to snuggle up to him. Maybe... maybe Flare liked, liked her? The thought made her heart flutter, she wouldn't admit it to anypony but she started having feelings when he started watching her show with her.
_-_Sometime later-_-
Prim started to feel sleepy and began to nod off. Flare kept reading the story aloud to her but when he felt her lightly put her head on his forelegs, he knew she was asleep. Flare put a bookmark where he had stopped and gently put the book down. He then used his magic to lift Prim Bite's head off of his legs as to not disturb her. When Flare finally got her head off of him he slowly tried to get off of the bed, completely forgetting about Prim Bite's wing, which was still on his back.
Prim's eyes shot open, she felt the bed spring up lightly and the sound of hooves hitting her floor, they were heading to the door. With the strength she still had left, she whimpered and said,"Flare wait!" Flare stopped and spun around, thinking something might have happened. He saw Prim wide awake, her eyes now filled with fear. She looked at him, then to the floor, then right back at him. She whimpered once more, her eyes pleading when she finally said what was on her mind,"Can you stay and sleep with me? I've been having nightmares, really bad ones... and-and you help me not be scared of them when you're here!" Every word was true, she had nightmares ever since this horrid heat started. Even though she sounded like a small filly, she looked at him with puppy eyes. Flare's remaining ear fell to its side, but, he walked back over to the bed and got comfortable. Prim Bite purred as he laid next to her, her wing, once more, laid over his back. She nuzzled his chest and laid her head down to rest on his forelegs. All the while, she could hear her heartbeat and his. Both of their hearts beat in sync with each other. She nodded off, Flare soon following. The two stayed like that until morning, Prim had now no dought that she loved this stallion, and accepted him with all of his quirks. Flare, started to feel the same way with her, maybe, just maybe this can be his New Starting Point.