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// Bedtime Stories - Blue Dragon 
// Story: The Twinkie Group Collab! 
// by Drizzle Quill 
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Author: Blue Dragon


Prompt: Bedtime Stories





“Ugh, I hate these things!” Twilight exclaimed suddenly, pushing herself up onto the bed and glaring at her wings. Even though it’d been a week since she’d gotten them, she still couldn’t get any sleep. 

“Mmm… What’s wrong?” Pinkie rolled over so she was facing Twilight, her eyes half closed. Twilight felt bad for having woken up her marefriend for the third night in a row, but knew she couldn’t help it. 

“I’m sorry… It’s just that I still can’t get these wings to work! I’m going to go insane if I don’t start getting any sleep.” She moved so she was on her haunches before trying to force her wings to her sides. Just when she’d thought it was working, they snapped back open. 

Twilight groaned. 

“Here, let me help you.” Pinkie said with a yawn. She sat up too. “Lay down on your tummy.” 

Twilight did as she was told, her wings remaining upright all the while. Pinkie stepped over her marefriend and relaxed herself into a seated position on her lower back. The pink mare pressed her hooves into the sleep-deprived pony’s fur. 

Pinkie’s massage relaxed all of Twilight’s muscles to the core, and the alicorn was reminded of her fatigue. Still though, her wings were uncomfortably rigid, and she couldn’t sleep that way. 

“Thanks, Pinkie,” Twilight sighed with contentment, “This feels great, but I don’t think it’s helping with my wings.” 

“Shh,” the other mare whispered, “Just let me take care of it, okay?” 

Twilight nodded slightly, allowing her eyes to close shut. Pinkie’s hooves really were just like magic—she always knew exactly which places to press into. 

“Once upon a time…” Pinkie began, her hooves never slowing. “There was a princess. She was a super duper pretty princess; the prettiest of them all. Her name was Twilight. But she was sooo pretty that all the guys always fought for. But there was this knight named Pinkie, and she was the best of them all.” 

Twilight smiled into the pillow her head rested on. Pinkie’s hooves moved so she was massaging the area between her wings. “One day, Princess Twilight was captured by the mean old sorceress, Trixie, and taken to her evil tower of wickedness. Knight Pinkie went to save her, and was able to beat Trixie so fast she didn’t even remember it the next day! Pinkie took the princess back to the castle and read her stories every night so she wouldn’t be scared of the evil Trixie, and so she wouldn’t get lonely. They lived happily ever after.”

The alicorn felt her wings start to relax, but she was so tired she barely noticed. Her wings finally rested themselves against her sides, and Twilight started to drift off into dreamland. 

“I love you, Twilight,” was the last thing she heard before she fell into a deep sleep.