I love you, Izzy Moonbow

by Hoofprintz


9. A Natural

Squad Eliminated Placed #2

"Crap. CRAP! CRAP! CRAP! WE LOST AGAIN!? I CAN'T BELIEVE I MISSED THAT SHOT!" Fel screamed into the headset, the extremely loud volume of her voice followed by the repeated slamming of her hand onto her desk making me wince. I looked over at Izzy who, surprisingly enough, had a wide smile on her face as she stared at the television.

The words that were displayed on my monitor were equal parts annoying and rewarding to me, but Izzy was definitely only delighted by them.

"Come on, Fel! I think second place is pretty good, all things considered." The bubbly unicorn was still keeping positive. We'd managed to win multiple times already, but about six hours into our session we couldn't quite close out another. Despite our constant "losing" Izzy was doing her best to keep our spirits up.

"She's right, Fel," I agreed, continuing back to the lobby. "I haven't lost any RP yet."

"YEAH! We haven't lost any RP yet!" Izzy repeated before trying to cover her mic with a hoof and leaning my way. "What's RP?" she whispered way too loudly.

I covered my eyes with a hand, struggling not to laugh. First, because she'd agreed with me without even knowing what I was saying, but second, and mostly, because she had definitely failed to cover the mic so Fel heard her too.

"They're Ranked Points," Fel answered with a loud huff. "And you're right, I haven't lost any either," she took a deep breath. "It's getting late, I should probably call it a night."

"Awwww," Izzy moaned, her shoulders slouching. "But I think we can win again."

"I like your attitude, Uni," Fel chuckled, referring to Izzy by a more familiar version of her gamer tag: The Unicycler. I'd told her it didn't mean in this world what she thought it meant, but she was so enthusiastic about it I couldn't rain on her parade.

I glanced at the clock.

4:00 a.m.? Yikes.

"Fel's right," I closed out the game. "It's late and I wanted to go somewhere tomorrow," I navigated to Discord, getting ready to leave the party.

"AWWWW!" Izzy groaned.

"You getting on tomorrow, Fatal?" Fel asked.

"Just... me?" I wasn't sure if she wanted to play with Izzy again. If she thought the unicorn wasn't good enough to play with her she'd say so.

"No," Fel stated bluntly. "How about it, Uni? Ya wanna play again tomorrow?"

"R-REALLY!?" Izzy's eyes were sparkling.

"Sure," Fel chuckled. "You're a lot better than I thought you'd be. I'll make a Pred out of you in no time. Just gotta work on those Bamboozles."

"G-GREAT! I'D LOVE TO!" the mare was practically shouting.

"Iz," I whispered at her, raising a finger to my lips. She mouthed "sorry" back, a look of worry on her face.

"Alright," Fel laughed. "Sounds good. I'll take to y'all tomorrow... Errr later today."

"Goodnight, Fel," I chuckled.

"Goodnight, Fel," Izzy said with a much quieter voice than before.

"Night," she said before leaving the party, me and Izzy doing the same shortly thereafter.

I shut down my computer as Izzy did the same for the TV and Xbox.

"That went well," I said as we walked toward the restroom, the unicorn right behind me.

"I had lots of fun," the unicorn's vigor had waned, a long yawn escaping her mouth.

Tomorrow I planned on going to the store and getting her some crafting things and a phone. I wanted to tell her now, but her groggy demeanor made it a little easier to just save that surprise for tomorrow.

"What did you think of Fel?" I asked as we brushed our teeth.

"She crazy!" she laughed, flinging toothpaste all over the mirror and sink. "I like her!"

After flossing and then cleaning the area I headed into my room to change. Feeling her curious eyes on me I grabbed some shorts and a sleeveless shirt and changed in the closet.

When I came back out to find the mare still standing there with a smile I grew a little uncomfortable.

"Soooo..." I scratched my cheek awkwardly.

"Soooo..." she imitated me.

"Alright then." I headed to the front room.

"Where are you going?" Izzy asked, confused.

"You can have the bed," I pointed. "I'll sleep on the couch."

"Can't we both just sleep in here?" she asked, a sadness permeating her voice. I took a deep breath, not sure if that was proper.

It's not like she was my pet or anything like that and I didn't have any romantic feelings for a pony, but it still felt... weird.

"I'm not sure-"

"I just don't want to be alone," she lowered her head. Such a simple gesture nearly broke my heart.

"Okay," I submitted, moving to lay down. "Let's get some sleep, Izzy."

The bright smile she had when she lifted her head was like the sun.

"O-KAY!" she bounded forward to join me.

That night, sleeping back to withers with my favorite pony was the best night of sleep I'd ever gotten.