//------------------------------// // Pocky Game // Story: Domestic Drabbles of Discord's Dimension // by GeekCat //------------------------------// Fluttershy was tending to the small, only slightly chaotic garden outside of their house when Discord appeared behind her in a flash of light. She turned and saw that he was wearing a robe with a flower pattern, and that some paper charms had been tied to his horns. His face was flushed, and he stumbled forward to wrap his arms around her. She quickly flapped her wings to support his limp body. "Discord...are you okay?" "Never better," he said. "Tons of sweets, and some spicy foods...Eastern unicorns have some great food, and some pretty cool decorations." He untied the robe, and piles of candy spilled out onto the floor. "I got you some stuff..." "Thank you," she said, patting his head. "But you seem kind of tired." She felt his forehead with a hoof. "And overheated...that festival must have really taken it out of you. I'll get you a glass of water." She flew inside, and when she came back with a glass of ice water, she found Discord, with the charms pulled off of his horns, searching through the pile of goodies while muttering to himself. His ears perked up and his head swiveled to face her. His eyes locked on the glass, which he quickly grabbed and drank with a gulp, letting out a steam-filled sigh. His face was already returning to its normal complexion. "It looks like you had a lot of fun," she said, looking through the pile. Besides sweets, he had boxes of food, a few small toys, and a goldfish in a plastic bag, which she immediately cradled in her hooves. "Maybe I should have joined you..." He tore open a portal in front of her, which opened into a clear pond filled with goldfish. She released the newest addition into it, and he tossed the portal into the air, catching it as it turned into a limp pizza. "Well, it was pretty crowded, and not exactly quiet. It wouldn't have been good for you," he said. "How are you feeling, by the way?" He carefully brushed a finger against her temples, sparks of magic sending tingling, numbing sensations through her head. "Oh, my headache didn't last long at all!" she said cheerfully. "I took a short nap, and I felt fine when I woke up. I guess I was just a little tired." "You were working late at the sanctuary and getting up early for three days," he said, wrapping his arms around her. "And with me taking up the rest of your time, I'd say you were more than a little tired." He kissed the nape of her neck, giving a small nip before pulling away. Fluttershy felt her face flush and tilted her head to look up at him. "What about you?" she said. "You seem a bit tired yourself." He huffed. "I am n-n-n—" He yawned loudly, showing off all his teeth. "—not tired," he said, sounding a bit pouty. She reached up with a hoof to caress his cheek. "Well, I think laying down for a bit would be good for both of us," she said. "That way we can be well-rested and can go to the festival...tomorrow?" He nodded. "An afternoon rest together, then a lazy but chaotic afternoon and a warm dinner?" he said, his tail giving a small wag. She smiled and nodded. "And then to spend the next morning having fun with you...I'm sold!" He wrapped an arm around her, snapping his tail feathers and making the sweets he had collected float up in a large, shiny soap bubble. Just as he was about to take a step towards the house, he froze, his head turning back to the bubble. "One second!" he declared, thrusting his head and hands inside the bubble and rooting around. He eventually emerged with a small, rectangular box. On the front, it showed a picture of thin sticks, half-covered in chocolate. "I found out about this game during the festival," he said. "I want to play it at least once before we go to bed." He tore open the box and pulled out one of the sticks. "This is 'pocky'. It's some kind of cookie or biscuit." "How long of a game is this?" she said. "Discord, if you're stalling...we don't have to take a nap if you don't want to." He quickly shook his head, waving his paws in front of him. "Oh, no! The pocky game will only take a minute, two at most. Then we can go right to bed." He slammed his paw on his chest. "I promise." "Well...okay," she said. "How do you play?" He held the pocky between two fingers. "We each pick an end to start on. I count to three, and then we both start eating from our ends. Whoever pulls away or drops the pocky loses." He twirled it around. "Would you like the chocolate end or the plain end?" "Plain, please," she said, and she saw his lips twitch into a smile. She couldn't help but smile herself, knowing how much he loved chocolate. He tossed the pocky into the air and caught it right in front of her, the plain end facing her. She carefully bit down on it, while he got onto all fours so that he was at her eye-level and wrapped his lips around the other end. He held up the three fingers on his lion paw. He pulled them down one by one, and when the last finger was dropped, he began furiously munching on the pocky. She tried to copy him, clumsily swirling the thin cookie in her mouth as she tried her best not to drop it. She was eating at a slower pace than him, but tried not to worry too much. She bit down hard whenever Discord pulled at the pocky, probably using his long serpentine tongue. Eventually, Discord ate all of the chocolate half, when she was barely halfway through her end. She wondered if that meant he had won (eating the majority of the pocky), but he kept going. He paused, with only an inch of pocky between them, staring into her eyes as a devilish smile spread on his face. She suddenly realized what he was doing. The moment after her realization, he bit down on the rest of the pocky, just shy of her lips. Then, he carefully moved forward, pressing his lips against hers and closing his eyes, sighing softly. She sighed and returned the kiss, letting go of the pocky to trace her tongue across his lips. He tasted sweet, the pocky being the strongest taste. But there was other, lingering sweetness there, and a hint of spiciness. It was intoxicating, and she wrapped her hooves around the back of his head, pulling him close. He tangled his fingers in her mane. They groaned, pulling each other close, finally pulling away with a pop, gasping for breath. Discord's face was once again flushed, though with a cocky grin on his face. "Looks like we both won," he said. "And what a prize." He pecked her lips lightly before standing up, his spine popping as he moved. "Raspberries for lunch?" he said, smacking his lips. She blushed. "S-salad with raspberry dressing," she said. He nodded. "Well, now that you've indulged me, I believe our bed is calling us." Their names echoed from down the hall in a whispered voice. "Shall we?" He offered her his arm. She giggled, wrapping her forehoof through his arm. "Sure. But, you know...we don't have to sleep right away," she said. He tilted her head, so she pulled out another pocky from the box still held in his tail, pressing the chocolate side between his lips. His eyes widened, and a grin spread on his face. "Well, I suppose I can't turn down an offer like that," he purred, pressing her close to his body. He snapped his fingers, and they teleported to their bedroom, the bubbled goodies slowly drifting inside to follow them to their destination.