It is 5:30, and rain is pattering on the roof. I yawn, not ready to be awake. I start to roll out of bed, but the purple mare next to me is gripping my side, not letting me move. And if I broke from her hug, she might wake up. Lightning flashes outside, illuminating her coat, to a lighter purple blue. Little dark spots cover her coat for the few moments from rain, holding onto the window.
More lightning, this time followed by thunder. I stroke her beautiful mane, and close my eyes. She compliments the hues of the room, making everything seem beautiful. I try to take in everything about her body, so perfect. She shifts her sleeping body, to hold onto me tighter. My eyes unfocus, and everything goes blurry. I don't blink and make it go away, instead, I look at the window, at the flashing blueish light outside.
Despite being as tired as I am, I am happy. I know it is because of the mare holding onto me, her warmth, her softness. I never really thought about it before now, but she is beautiful, probably the most beautiful mare I have ever seen. And she is mine. I turn and wrap myself around her, all I want is her right now, and maybe some coffee to wake up.
I can feel her breathing, relaxing me somehow. "I love you," I say this more for myself than her, more of a statement to assure any other part of me that it is wrong. She sighs and places her head on my chest, apparently awake after all. She shifts to make herself more comfortable with me as her new pillow. I kiss her forehead, I know she is awake now, but she doesn't seem like she is. She doesn't move at all, but I swear I feel her smile inside. Though, the warmth of it might be my own.
I look at the window again, watching the rain. Something stops and looks in the window, "GHAAAAAA!" I release Twilight and pull the covers over us.
"Wha?" Twi groans. Dammit, she woke up. "Why is Derpy outside the window?"
"Want me to check?" I just had to say that didn't I? I mentally facehoof for seeing if I should get up, and do the right thing. Twilight doesn't answer, which doesn't surprise me, because she most likely doesn't want me to leave either, but knows I should. Or maybe I just ignored her answer, because either way it was a bad answer to me. I sigh and roll out of bed, I would much rather not, but I don't want anypony to be hurt and not get help.
I go downstairs and open the door, and find the grayish mare just as I expected she wouldn't be. "Hi Sandstorm!" she drops an envelope as she says this. "Oh, I'm sorry," she starts to bend over to pick it up, but I get to it first. I motion for her to come in and I set the letter down on the table.
"Why are you here so early?"
"Oh, I forgot to deliver it yesterday, do you want me to come back later?" I refrain from laughing.
"Naw, it's all good, want to wait here 'till the storm is over?"
She looks confused, "Storm? What storm?" some water drips from her soaking wet mane.
"The one... nevermind.." I sigh.
"Okay, bye Sandy!" she smiles, turns around, and walks out into the pouring rain, oblivious, that there even is any rain to be pouring.
I climb up the stairs to the warmth of the bed, mind buzzing with questions, that I don't care to answer right now, like why doesn't she care about the rain. I yawn and slide close to Twilight for warmth. It is surprising how cold you can get from opening the door during a storm. "Is it normal for her to ignore the fact that it is raining?"
She yawns and wiggles around for maximum closeness, "Nothing is normal with her."
"Makes sense."