“My freaking head...”
This was all I could say when I woke up. My head felt like it was being squished inside of a compactor, and it was throbbing continuously like a drum beat. I started to rub my head to try and ease the pain, but it just worsened at my touch. I laid my arms across the bed I was laying on. I did not care to wonder how I got onto this bed, I only cared that it was comfortable. As my eyes scanned the room, I realized how late it must be. The moonlight was shining in from a nearby window that was cracked open, and the crisp night air slowly flowed in. The cold air felt good against my warm skin, and I began to relax against the bed. The pain in my head did not subdue, but at least I was now comfortable. I felt like I was in complete peace for a few moments, until I heard a door open and close extremely fast. The throbbing in my head worsened, and before I could stop it, a pain filled groan escaped my lips. I kept my eyes closed, not caring who just came into the room. I could hear someone coming near me slowly, but I was more concerned with my once again aching head. I heard the footsteps stop, and felt the presence of someone standing over me. Reluctantly, I slowly opened my eyes to see Twilight looking down at me. I swiftly closed my eyes, not knowing the reason why. She did not seem to notice this, as she continued to stand there. My thoughts began to collect themselves, and a question blared in my head. What was she doing here?
I soon got my answer, as I felt a hoof touch my hair. I felt goosebumps wash over my body, but I stayed as still as possible. This continued for a few moments, with her slowly petting my head with her hoof. When it stopped, I felt sad for some reason. I wanted her to keep doing this, but I did not know why? I almost opened my eyes to tell her to keep doing it, but I felt a cold rag touch my forehead. The coolness of the rag made me shake, but not enough for her to notice it. She began to wipe my head with the rag, and I felt extremely happy for some unknown reason. Why was she doing this for me? After a while, she stopped doing this as well. The rag stopped moving, but it was still left on my head. I was grateful for this, as the pain in my head seemed to disappear. I felt like I was about to pass out on the bed, and now realized how tired I really was. After a few seconds, I even forgot Twilight was still in the room. As I became completely relaxed I could feel the sweet embrace of sleep begin to wash over me. Then, suddenly, my relaxation was broken. I felt someone get on the bed with me. Panic washed over my body, not realizing who had gotten on the bed with me. I felt the body snug up against me, and the body was extremely warm. I stayed like this for a few minutes, feeling my drowsiness come back to me. I did not dare turn around to see who was in the bed with me, as I was afraid of the answer. In a few moments, my state of complete relaxation had returned, and the sweet escape of sleep found me again.