That same day, night came a bit windy, and it kept like that for a few more days.
I was in my bed, hugging my Fluttershy pillow, the wind against the windows sent me shivers despite the warmth of the room. I fidgeted in my bed for a while, I couldn't sleep, I had all these thoughts overwhelming my head.
And a discussion with myself ensued:
"What's the problem with having a crush on her?" my emotional self asked, which was the usual me.
"You're kidding right? You've got to be," the logical self responded.
"Why would I? After all, she's not just a cartoon anymore."
"Can't you see anything else besides that? C'mon! You both are different species, you're a human, she's a pony, nuff' said."
"But we are not very different, I mean, we both can talk and communicate with each other."
"That applies too for your pets but you don't go confessing you got a crush on them, do you?"
"That's different, and besides... what's all the fuss about? It's just a crush."
"Yeah right, you say it's 'just a crush' but you know deeper inside that that's not how you really feel about her."
"..."
"You know you want to do something else with her, not just a mere kiss."
"Shut up," I ordered.
"I would, but you're the one making me talk."
"..."
"You want to have something more intimate with her, and yet you're scared because you know it's wrong. But of course, that doesn't stop you from enjoying a little sneak peek," I could feel I was being teased by my own thoughts.
"Stop it."
"And here you are, wondering when will the day come that such an event happens? Let me tell you something, there is no way in hell that this will come up right."
"What do you know?"
"Well I'm the side of your consciousness that prevents you from doing anything stupid, if I didn't exist, you would have left the six of them to leave the house."
"Why would I ever do that?"
"Because that's what you want to do. But we have to see the big picture here, and prevent that, you don't know what the goverment would be up to just to protect it's people from knowing anything."
"I guess reading fanfics and too much movies have affected me."
"But they've opened your eyes, you can't believe in any idiot leading a country."
"You got a point there. Man, having the mane six in your house isn't as fun as one could imagine," I repeated.
I tried to sleep again, but to no avail, trying to get comfortable I shifted in my bed for several minutes, and the gusts of wind kept sending me shivers.
Around an hour, I felt something poking my hip. I simply brushed the area regarding it unimportant. Another poke, it started to tickle, so I sat on my bed and spoke with the most groggy voice I could make up.
"Leonard? Is that you?"
"No... it's me," a meek voice answered.
Leaving behind any false groggyness, I turned on my bedtable light, and my eyes met with those whose owner stars my fanfics beside my OC.
"Fluttershy? W-what's the matter?" I asked.
She took some time to think what she wanted to say.
"Um, well, you see... I..."
"Yes?" I insisted, though she stammered for a while.
"Y-you know? Nevermind, sorry I disturbed you," she said, and would have turned away if I didn't stop her.
"Wait, now you have to tell me; please, if there's anything I can do to make you feel comfortable, tell me."
She was indeed hesitating in telling me, or not, what was troubling her.
"Well, I... get a little scared... when... wind rises at night," she said, followed by another howl of the window which made her squeak.
"Is that so? Then, what can I do about it?" I asked again.
"I... I just wanted to ask, if you are okay with it, if you don't mind doing this..." I waited for her to finish "Could it be... that I could sleep with you... tonight? If you don't mind to, that is."
Despite how happy I felt when she asked, this was the last thing that I needed. If I wanted to forget any kind of crush I had of her, I had to keep my distance, and try not to think of her at all. But on the other hand, I really wished to make her stay as fine as she could be.
So I asked her, "Why don't you ask my brother?"
"Um, he scares me a little. He reminds me of Discord," she said.
I looked over at where Leonard was sleeping, and then at his usual clothes: black thorn jeans with chains hanging from the hip, and his signature jacket, full of weird patches and studs and some more metallic stuff.
"You make a point," I said, and patted the side of my bed. "Well, come on up."
"Really? Can I stay with you?"
"Of course, as long as you're comfortable."
She smiled at me and hopped in, I covered her with the blanket and quilt, and she quickly made herself comfortable on the right side of my bed while I turned off the light, I stayed in the left facing my back to her.
I was a little nervous, and my heart started racing again, so I thought of something to calm myself down.
Play a song in my mind:
It worked for a while, it was completely unfitting, it was perfect.
"Are you asleep?" Fluttershy called a few minutes later.
"That's kind of an obvious question, don't you think?" I joked while turning around.
"Oh, I'm sorry..."
"Don't worry, what's up?"
"Well, this is something I wanted to ask a while ago, but couldn't find the courage to..."
"Yes?"
She swallowed, and with a knot in her throat, she asked me:
"Why is it that... you have so much things... that have my face on?"
One of the answers I thought for that, should involve telling her my feelings, but this was not the time, she knows me for just a few days, that would scare her, so then I thought of something else.
"Remember when I told you and your friends about your show?"
"Y-yes?"
"Well, you're my favorite character."
She went silent some seconds.
"Am I... your favorite character?" she repeated.
"Yes, and I have a bunch of reasons for that."
"W-well, this is kind of strange, but why?"
I started then to name her a few attributes that made me like her the best among the six, like her shyness, her personality...
"...but do you know why I mostly like you more than them?"
I felt her shuffling her head. So I turned around to face her.
"It's because to me, you're the prettiest."
"Oh... my..." she stammered
"That's... pretty much it."
"I-I don't know what to say..." she confessed.
"Maybe you don't need to say anything."
It was dark in the room, but I believe she smiled at me.
"Say, are you holding that pillow with my face?" she suddenly asked.
"Oh, er..." she caught me off guard "yes, sorry."
"Why do you apologize?"
"I don't know, I guess it's my nature." I replied, she giggled at that.
"Can I ask you to...?"
"What?" I asked.
"...to, hold me instead?"
Okay, there was something wrong, that pony couldn't be Fluttershy, the most shy pony would ask me to hold her? Not that I didn't want to! But it was hard to believe.
I pinched my arm to see if I was asleep or not, it hurt, it was reality alright. But it was strange nonetheless.
"You think it's a good idea?" I accidentally asked.
"Well, I was only saying because I'm scared of this kind of night," she said, and another wave assaulted the walls again.
"Oh... that! Ah hahahaha! Sure, what would you mean if it wasn't that?" I nervously laughed "Just let me put this aside," and I tossed the pillow to the other end of the bed.
Then, I proceeded to (cautiously) hug her, and held her close to my chest. As I sunk my head in her mane, I wished she wouldn't notice my heart beat above normal.
I was at lack of words, I couldn't even tell her "goodnight", but it seemed like there wasn't need of that. So I just hugged her stronger, and finally fell asleep.