Lewis levitated the books and slowly revolved them around him, the reddish aura surrounding them was getting stronger. He had to organize the shelves once a week, and Twilight was giving him magic lessons during his breaks and slow days. He was starting to like his new boss, and being a librarian's assistant was a lot easier than scientific journalism. He placed a pile of "Daring Doo" mini novels in the correct shelf, but one of the occupants of the library was just picking them back up and re-reading them. He looked at the cyan mare who's eyes were going back and forth along the pages rather slowly, her lips mumbling the words as she read. Occasionally she would stop and ask Lewis what a word meant. When she would finish one of the short adventures of everypony's favorite escape artist, she would casually throw it to nthe side and pick up another. Her tosses varied in force and speed, but she always seemed to have a target. The back of Lewis's head. Lewis was concentrating with all his might at properly putting the books away. If Twilight Sparkle found even one book out of place, Lewis would have to start over, even the books that hadn't been taken down. Suddenly his view was the ground as he fell forward. He looked up to see a Daring Doo novel lying next to him, and turned to Rainbowdash, who was reading the same book she had had when he last looked at her. Raimbowdash looked up fleetingly but looked back down to the book almost immediately, a grin crossing her light blue face. Lewis sighed and levitated the books once more, hoping for less distractions.
Simon's day at Sugarcube Corner was more eventful. The cream and orange pegasus was covered in orangy foam. He had made an orange mousse concoction to use as smashing orangy bit, but the mixer he had been sing had positively exploded, sending the fluffy orangy confection flying onto the floor, himself and Pinkie Pie. Pinkie stared at him for a moment, then they both fell onto the sticky floorpositively howling with laughter. Pinkie was a bit bigger than Simon, buthe didn't mind. He as starting to like this mare on a genuine level. He trusted her completely, but didn't know the customs of this land. He was going to ask if she wanted to get din- But his fantasizing was cut off by a ball of the orange desert being flung at his face. He spluttered and licked the confwection from his face, looking up, he could see Pinkie whistling innocently, a blob of orange adorning the hoof that she casually licked. Simon's eyes narrowed, if it was a mousse fight she wanted, it was a mousse fight she would get. He hurled himself at the pink party pony, but she was too quick, and hit him with another glob of orange mousse. Simon tumbled into Pinkie Pie, and the rolled in the foam, laughing until they cried, play fighting and wrestling the entire time. Pinkie grabbed Simon, rolling them both until she was on top of the small pegasus. They both became silent, staring into eachother's eyes. Pinkie leaned in and delicately kissed Simon on the lips, an innocent kiss, cloed mouth,with open eyes. They both got up and wiped the foam off of them. "We should get cleaned up." Simon proposed.
"C'mon, bathrooms upstairs." Pinkie beconed, and walked away, swishing her tail back and forth.
"Pinkie, theres only one bathroom." Simon pointed out as the marec limbed the stairs, but he suddenly understood. He followed her into her private bathroom, and shut the door behind him.