My sister and I have ruled over Equestria for a very long time, I have been gone for the past thousands of those years, but that makes me no less royalty. Our rolls are clear for us, she brings day, I bring night. But that’s not all we do. We have many powers and responsibilities that none of our little ponies know about.
For example, my sister must bring day, but she also must send it away. I must bring night and send it away. I have reason to believe that most ponies think that I bring night and she brings day, but they don’t think about how each leaves. I must also protect the ponies’ dreams, as she protects their bodies. I think that they all take what I must do for granted, but I am more than happy to do it anyway.
I was out fending off the nightmares one night (it’s nothing special to watch, when I see a pony with a bad dream I search their memories for something good, then I make them think of that instead) I reached a dream that I found… odd. I had known this mare personally for a while now and I had never known her to think of such things.
She had a dream about a very tall creature, this being looked familiar but I couldn’t quite put my hoof on the subject, this tall creature walked away from her and she started to yell and scream after it, I was ready to probe her mind for a good memory when a stallion came from where the tall being left. This stallion also seemed familiar; he raised her chin and looked into her eyes. After he had helped her up they started to walk, not anywhere specific, just walking.
After a minute another stallion appeared out of nowhere on her other side. Another minute passed and they split apart, but one walked further than the other. This continued for several minutes, then the closer one backed off.
I started to wonder if this dream had anything to do with what she had gone through recently, or if it was just a random dream. I decided to watch and wait. They continued to walk like before, the stallions keeping their distance. When the dream neither escalated nor de-escalated I decided to leave. I would need to tell Celestia about this.
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I woke up the next morning and came downstairs. Everypony was up. I was always up before spike so this surprised me.
“Spike, what are you doing up?” he gave me a half asleep look.
“I couldn’t sleep.” He barely whispered it.
“What? Why?” Spike would sleep through Armaregeddon, if he got the chance.
“Him.” He pointed to silver; he was lying on the couch staring at the ceiling mumbling incoherently with a lover colt look on his face.
“What did he do?” I was confused, how was Spike kept awake by that?
“He wouldn’t stop. He just kept talking, not a moment of silence.” He grabbed me around the neck and looked into my eyes; he looked to be afraid of something.
“You get some sleep, I’ll talk to him.” In response he fell onto the couch face down “hey, silver. You wanna talk?” he looked up at me.
“She is so beautiful.” He sounded high, or crazy, take your pick.
“Who, applejack? Do you want to see her today?” he shook his head up and down rapidly, I wondered how his brain took what was probably happening to it right then “you better go get ready.” He shot up and sprinted to the bathroom, tripping every three pony lengths, Fixinit was already in there, but he obviously didn’t care; he tried to open the door, I heard the locking mechanism jingle with the force.
“TWILIGHT, GET THIS DOOR OPEN!!” he yelled down to me, I calmly walked up and used my magic to open it; he burst through without a hesitation.
I heard some struggle, then Fixinit flew out the door, hit the floor, and then the door slammed. He was wet and soapy, stunned to silence, and just sitting there. He looked up to me.
“Why did I just get thrown out of the shower?” he had a wondering gaze.
“Because he’s going to see Applejack today. I told him to get ready.” I rolled my eyes a little.
“You do know that applejack probably won’t care if he takes a shower or not, right?” he gave me a look.
“Yeah, but apparently he doesn’t.” I chuckled.
There was an awkward moment, then he felt his body “if you’re ready I'm ready.” He gave a suggestive look and I rolled my eyes “what? All lubed up and ready to go.” He got up and tried to walk over to me; but he slipped on some soap beneath his hoof and landed on his face “probably deserved that.”
“Probably?” I rolled my eyes again and walked away.
I went downstairs where Spike was snoring loudly. I left him be, he had a rough night. I pulled up a book I was currently reading and started from where I left off. That’s right about when Silver came back down, jumping in anticipation of meeting his love.
“Can we go now?” he asked excitedly.
“Sure. Just let me get ready.” I got up to go take a nice long shower, then maybe brush my mane, after that would be when I did the rest of my morning routine, instead he picked me up, put me on his back, then ran out the front door at full speed.
He was halfway across town when he realized he didn’t know where the farm was.
“Where could I find this ‘sweet apple acres’?” he asked.
“go down this road, turn left at the next intersection, five miles down, then take a right where the gravel turns to dirt.” We were already at the first intersection.
After about three minutes of him asking every question under the sun, I was surprised that he didn’t ask anything about what kind of stallions she liked or what she was like, this made me a little worried about what he was getting himself into, then we were at the gates of the farm, from where we were it was a five minute run, He was obviously really in love; I made the right choice yesterday.
“Here it is, I hope you two have a great time.” I smiled, genuinely, and started to walk away.
“Twilight?” I turned and saw his head down “you sure you aren’t the least bit mad I left you like that?” he looked up at me, it was a sad look.
“I'm sure, if you really like her.” I smiled again.
“Good, I’ll see you later, Twilight.” He opened the gates and went inside.
“later.” And I happily walked away.