//------------------------------// // Comfort Food And, Er... Stuff // Story: Minuette and Me // by Memory //------------------------------// Minuette And Me By TheMadPaperHatter ________________________________________________________________________________ Comfort Food And, Er... Stuff "Mmmm," I say aloud, still half-asleep, vivid images of a dream gone-by still fresh in my mind. The sights, the sounds, the things I felt both physically and emotionally, and the smells all seemed real, so real in fact that in my sleepy state I can feel them faintly, briefly. Like a disturbing but comforting breath on your neck, until you realise it isn't somepony breathing and it's actually a fan somepony left on, position perfectly behind you. Or something. I don't know! I'm tired... The dream. Ah yes, the dream! It was so awesome, awesome enough to make me hold onto it as the rest of my stupid brain struggled to regain full control. I was in a room, okay? And in that room there was a bee. Bon Bon was there, feeding it ridiculously oversized treats - don't argue with dream logic, by the way, otherwise you'll end up like Ditzy! - before Minuette burst in and used a time spell to rewrite evolutionary history. She made the bee big enough to swallow the treats whole! It was like watching a cloud engulf an airship, just less elegant with a frightening buzz coming from it. I slowly open my eyes, letting the dim light of my signature 'thumbs-up' lava lamp setting in. I'm not crazy. But a thumbs-up seems like a brilliant way to say "Yeah, that is cool, my friend!" without words. I can't do it with hooves, though! I mock a sad face at this. Maybe someday? I'm not crazy! Now that I can finally see I sit up and immediately find out why I am awake. That smell... I sniff at the air a few times, trying to work out exactly what that smell is... it's making me smile. Like a comforting warmth, or your favourite thing ever appearing. Ohohoho! It is! I can smell... pizza! I jump up and run, knocking over a few things. Pff, who cares? Easily replaced, no doubt, and probably aren't broken anyway. I skid to a halt at the kitchen archway and trot in elegantly, knowing exactly what to expect. I also need to keep up appearances; if Bon Bon thinks pizza is the way to get me up, she'll use it against me. And I can't fight pizza... have you ever tried to do that? No? Don't. Please! Save yourself from the pain of separation! Bonnie hears my gentle hoofsteps and looks up from her place at the small table. She smiles - not the cheeky grin I'm used to, but a sincere smile - and gestures for me to sit. "Hi, Lyrie," she says. Ugh, still saying that name? "I want to, er, apologize for getting in the way of you and that Minuette pony. But you know us two, best friends forever for a reason!" "Hehe, that reason is because we never fall out no matter what... despite your shortcomings," I say jokingly. I stick my tongue out to add that extra bit of 'oompf' to what I just said. Oh no you didn't! is what she must be thinking. "I have a clean smile and sells sweeties to everypony who needs cheering up. I think I'm good. Unlike you," she retorts. I walk over to Bon Bon and hug her tight before sitting down. "You're the best friend ever! So let me guess, this is apology food?" "But of course!" "You didn't have to, you know," I frown. We're the best of friends, I don't need big apologetic gestures and she didn't do much wrong anyway. Emphasis on much. She shrugs. "I felt like it, bad breath." "Are jokes about my dental hygiene going to become frequent now?" "Sure is," she replies. "Eat up and get ready, Heartstrings. We're going out on the town." "At this hour?" I begin eating regardless. Mine! "Certainly," she grins. "It's going to be a blast!" I'm scared as to what Bon Bon means by "a blast" but this pizza is too good! Who knows, maybe Minuette is out too? I really want to ask her so much more... but it can wait, I suppose. Bon Bon and I occasionally go out together, and it's almost like reliving childhood. Oh yeah, get ready for some totally grown-up action. Which it isn't going to be and never will!