The night was happy.
The library was silent safe for the crackling of the fireplace and the flitter-flutter of pages. Twilight was sitting comfortably in her bed, reading a book and sipping on a mug of hot cocoa. The windows were closed, protecting her from the cold of late winter. The world was ready for a Winter Wrap-Up, yet the ever-present outside cold didn’t bother to even prepare to disappear.
Another thing that didn’t prepare was the unicorn, yelping as a pegasus landed on her head. “Hey, Twilight!”
Twilight giggled. “Yes, Rainbow?”
Rainbow chuckled and slithered down to her shoulder. “Hey, Twiiiiliiight!”
Twilight let out another round of giggle. “Yes, Rainbow?”
Rainbow detached herself from the bookhorse and squeezed herself between the book and the smiling purple face. “Hey, Twilight!”
Twilight closed the book and used it as the Hammer of Justice to lightly bop Rainbow up the head. Chuckling, she said, “What?”
Rainbow pecked her on the cheek. “Happy Anniversary, Twilight!”
Twilight frowned. “Our anniversary isn’t in three months, Rainbow.”
Rainbow chuckled and bopped Twilight’s muzzle. “Happy Anniversary, Twilight!”
Twilight rolled her eyes. “No, Rainbow, I’ve marked our anniversary in the calendar. It’s not there, see?” She pointed at the calendar, devoid of anything but Winter Wrap-Up at the end of next week, Rainbow’s First WB Performance the week after, and Spa Day right next to it.
Rainbow took out a cake from under the bed. “Happy Aniversary, Twilight!”
Twilight frowned deeper and smacked her face with her hoof. “Did you… did you really forgot that today isn’t our anniversary and bought a cake?” Twilight slid her hoof down her muzzle. “And now we have to celebrate something because you’ve bought it?”
Rainbow laughed and set the cake down on the bed. She saw Twilight’s face contort in confusion for a second before freezing, and Rainbow knew she won. She gripped Twilight by the neck and gave her a noogie. Once more she laughed and shouted, “Happy Anniversary, Twilight!”
From between Rainbow’s affectionate attacks and her mind’s slowly accelerating mind, Twilight blinked once. Then twice. Then she blinked the tears away and simply stared at the One Year Sober on the cake. “R-really?”
Rainbow pecked her on the cheek. “You did it, Twilight!”
“I did it?”
Rainbow threw her hooves up the air. “You did it!”
“I did it.”
“You did it!”
Twilight sat up and threw her hands up the air and waved them around. “I did it!”
Rainbow laughed and pulled her into a double-hug with her hooves and wings, and they shared a laugh that echoed through the whole library.
Twilight let herself laugh so hard she cried, and she enjoyed that cry inside the little fluffy cocoon of feathers and love. And she snuggled in and wrapped her own hooves around Rainbow’s neck and sunk them both into a deep kiss. She kissed Rainbow until she was more purple than her, and she kissed Rainbow more because she deserved it.
Rainbow kissed Twilight back until she couldn’t breathe. She kissed her back because Twilight deserved it. She deserved it, alright, she deserved it because she had done something awesome, and she found it cool, and so she kissed her back again after a quick breath.
The night was happy, and the two lovebirds spent it snuggling and eating cake and drinking cocoa.