The Human Side of Things

by Gylden Glor


Ending the Day on a...Note.

I frown and shake my head in confusion as my head is cradled by gentle, blue hooves.
"Make up your mind," I grumble as ice is applied to my forehead. "Either you hate me, or you're creepily obsessed with me."

Rainbow chuckles lightly and gives me a soft, gentle noogy. I scoff as I roll my eyes. "Pete, you're like, my best friend, man. I just like messing around with you, but that doesn't mean I don't care about you..." She smirks down at me. "But you're still a total asshole."

Wow. Such mood swing. So confuse. Wow.

"She's on some strong pain relievers," I hear Twilight call out from her study. "It makes her subject to mood swings and irrational behavior, as well as drowsiness and hyperactivity. If she weren't on it, she'd be immobilized in the bed - she'd be overloaded by pain."

I nod in understanding as I look up at Rainbow Dash, who sighs and looks away. "Yeah, yeah," she mutters. "Mood swings, whatever - as long as nopony sees, it's fine..."

I smirk as I flick at her ear. "Yeah, whatever," I respond. I cringe as the movement stimulates muscles in my back. "Ach - my back still hurts from how you dragged me inside..."

"Sorry," Rainbow mutters. "It seemed like a good idea at the time..."

"You've got to work on impulse control," I remark. "You should be able to control yourself - even with those meds in your body."

"Yeah, I know," she grumbles. "Can we stop talking about it, though? It's hard to think sometimes..." Her eyelids begin to descend, and I smile as I slowly extricate myself from her grasp. She yawns before pressing herself into the couch and promptly falling asleep. I can't help but forgive her for attacking me like that before - not only was it not entirely a conscious choice, but she looks so frick-fracking adorable like this!

"Asleep again?" Twilight remarks. I nod as I move to a bookshelf. "I really hope we can lower the dosage soon - it makes her metabolism pretty unstable. The mood swings are probably the worst, though - there are times when she's been angry for an hour or so over something totally pointless, but then she turns all mellow and apologetic, but in an awkwardly tender and teasing way. Like she was with you."

"Sounds more like increased irritability," I point out as I pull out a book titled 'Magic Circuits: Crystals of Power'. "She just feels bad afterwards, but doesn't really know how to apologize - so she just does the first thing her instincts tell her to - but in her own way." I shrug as I flip through the book. "But it's just a theory - I'm no professional, but I sort of want to believe that she really felt sorry for being such a douche to me. That was completely uncalled for."

"Yeah," Twilight agrees with a sigh. There's a moment of silence, during which I catch her scuffing at the floor out of the corner of my eye. "How's your head?" She finally asks, blushing in embarrassment.

"Oh, it's fine," I respond. I pick up the ice I had placed on the bookshelf and press it to the bump on my head. "Still hurts a bit, but hey -" I turn to grin at her. "No concussion!"

She giggles lightly at my expression. "You're lucky - I hit you pretty hard with that door, Peter..."

I shrug. "It's fine, you had no idea I was there. Now, if you saw me and kept slamming the door on my head..." I shrug, and she grimaces at the idea. "That'd be another story."

"Yeah," she mutters. She shakes away the images of my head being caved in by a wooden door. How do I know she was shaking them away? I was imagining the same thing. Gruesome and horrifying. Makes my balls shrivel up just thinking about it. "But, hey...I still feel bad for hurting you like that." She gives me a small smile. "Let me make it up to you."

I blush as she speaks. I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out, so I close it. After a moment, I put the book down and kneel in front of her. "Look, Twi' - I have tons of respect for you, alright?"

She frowns at me. "Al-alright...?"

"I...I couldn't do that with you, Twi'. I'm sorry, I mean - you're beautiful - at least by pony standards - but...you're also my good friend. I have to much respect for you." I smile at her, and she stares at me, her expression unreadable.

"I meant I would buy you some lunch," she deadpans.

"Oh, uh - yeah! I...I knew that!" I stand right up with a grin, scratching the back of my head so it looks natural. "Just...I respect you too much to take your money, y'know? Yeah! I couldn't possibly take your money." Genius, Peter. Genius. "Besides - you might need it."
Twilight gives me a flat gaze, and despite the fact that I'm twice her height when she's on all fours, it feels as if she's looking down at me. I smile meekly as I back up towards the door. "So, uh...I'm just gonna...go home. I'll, uh...come around tomorrow - I'm going to be visiting all of our friends." I grin at her. She keeps staring. I nod in understanding as I bolt out the door and shut it behind me. My intense blush remains as I walk home, instinctively keeping my head down the whole walk.