Author: Blue Dragon
Prompt: Interruptions
This was of utmost importance. Twilight had never concentrated so hard in her life, for if she didn’t get this right, it could mean certain death for every single pony in all of Equestria.
And that was no joke. Princess Celestia had given her very specific directions about how to brew this potion and made sure to warn her of the dangers. By mixing these two elements, she would be recreating Starswirl’s masterpiece.
A potion that could grant you one wish.
And Twilight knew what she’d wish for. She’d dreamed about it almost every night, and besides… it’d be the only way. To get her.
The alicorn pushed all distractions to the back of her mind. The potion in front of her was in an unstable state, and if she didn’t pay attention, she could make a mistake. And a mistake that grand would be costly.
“Now, to mix in a griffon’s feather…” Twilight said absent-mindedly. She went over to her cabinet of materials and pulled out just what she needed. Slowly, she let it sink into the green concoction. It steamed, before suddenly turning red.
“All that’s left is to drink it. And then my biggest wish will come true…” Twilight gulped, but scooped up some of the liquid into a cup. It sparkled crimson and smelled awful, but that didn’t matter to her. This drink would make her the happiest pony alive.
She levitated the drink up to her lips and took in a shaky breath. She was so nervous, her hooves wouldn’t stop shaking. Finally, she was just about to take a sip, when suddenly—
Something crashed into Twilight. She and this other pony rolled a few feet, until the stranger had her pinned down. The potion she’d been about to drink splattered to the ground uselessly, where it dissolved into the floor.
“Don’t do it, Twilight! You can’t!” Pinkie pressed her hooves down on Twilight’s forelegs, effectively keeping her from moving.
“What’re you doing, Pinkie?!” The alicorn struggled against her constraints, glaring daggers up at the pony atop her. “Get off of me!”
“No, I won’t!” Pinkie shook her head vigorously, tears shining in her cerulean eyes, “Y-you’re making a mistake!”
“Why does it matter to you?” Twilight sniffled, turning her face away. “You already made your point clear enough, so just let me do this, okay?”
“I didn’t say for you to—“
“You said you weren’t into mares! How else was I supposed to take that?!” Twilight shouted. Tears streamed down her face. Pinkie’s expression quickly changed into one of sympathy.
“But I didn’t want you to try and change yourself into something you’re not. I don’t like stallions, either.” Twilight’s tears slowed, and her eyebrows drew together.
“What? I don’t understand; how can you reject me saying you don’t like mares and then turn around and say you don’t like stallions either?”
Pinkie leaned down and pressed her lips against Twilight’s. The alicorn’s eyes remained open while the earth pony’s were closed. Soon, she returned the kiss, though she still didn’t get it.
When they parted, Twilight was breathless. Pinkie gave her a small smile.
“I don’t like mares or stallions, Twi. I only like you.”