Wub-Hate

by PurpleFire18


This is getting weird

"C'mon Octy, hurry up!" Vinyl shouted from the couch, resisting the urge to eat the bag of popcorn next to her.

"In a minute!" Octavia shouted back from upstairs.

"Octavia, if we don't watch the movie quickly George Lucolt's gonna change it again!" Neon shouted, sitting next to Vinyl.

Octavia hurried to the couch, combing her mane as best she could. "Unlike you two, I care about my appearance and don't want to look like a walking uncultured piece of cloth!"

"How many times CAN you comb your mane?" Neon asked.

"Oh, Neon, I could comb it for hours and it would still not match the number of times you both should comb yours," Octavia replied with a slightly covered joking tone.

Neon only rolled his eyes with a smile. "Do you really need it? I think you look great either way!"

Octavia felt flattered and giggled lightly. "Aww, thank you, Neon."

Vinyl cleared her throat, intentionally loudly. "Yo, you two, aren't we supposed to be watching something?"

"Oh, yeah!" Neon levitated the remote and turned on the TV, then pressed play on the DVD player. "You girls didn't tell me any rules so I chose the first movie that came to mind. Pony Wars II: Attack of the Clones."

"Cool!" Vinyl said. "Laser show and robots!"

Octavia shrugged. "It is alright, I suppose."

"You don't like it?" Neon asked.

"Oh, I don't care much for ponies destroying robots with laser pistols and lightsabers, I just watch it for the soundtrack," Octavia replied in her usual air of superiority.

"...Meh, fair enough."

***

The movie had reached its midway point. While Neon and Octavia were still watching with full attention, Vinyl had grown bored, clearly wanting more special effects and action scenes. It was so much that she eventually fell asleep, which didn't go unnoticed by her friends. It wasn't like they could ignore it, she began to snore.

"...Really, Vinyl?" Neon began poking her, noticing quickly that it did not help.

"We lost her. She won't wake up without..." Octavia made a dramatic pause, putting emphasis on the next word. "...Wubs."

Neon sighed and paused the movie. "Should we just leave her like that?"

"Are you insane? She will snore louder if she's not lying down properly," Octavia said. She began to get up. "I'll take her to her room."

Neon got up first and put his hoof in front of Octavia. "No, no, I'll do it." He used his magic to lift the sleeping DJ pony and placed her on his back. "I'll take her to her room and be back, don't watch ahead without me!" he said as he began carrying Vinyl upstairs.

Though Vinyl wasn't heavy, he found it difficult to walk up the stairs without losing balance, managing to do so only barely. He eventually reached Vinyl's room, opening the door with his magic. He could have easily levitated Vinyl to her bed and leave her there, but he instead personally took her to bed, walking up to it and gently placing Vinyl under the covers. After she was comfortably in bed, Neon looked up to see a small group of mini figures on the nightstand, precisely figures of Vinyl, Octavia and himself.

"Heh, look at that..." he whispered to himself. "You actually bought this one...Limited edition with onyx shades too!" he said, surprised at his figure. "They ran out of these a year ago. Oh, Vinyl, you crazy unicorn." He smiled at the toy and then looked at Vinyl, peacefully sleeping. He leaned in slowly, still smiling, and began to absent-mindedly caress her mane. He didn't realize he was doing it until he took it further and planted a small kiss on Vinyl's cheek. It was right afterwards that his face began to turn red and his eyes grew wide as he backed off, surprised at his own actions. Before Vinyl had the chance to wake up, he quickly left her room and closed the door behind him, breathing slightly faster than usual and his heart racing about as fast as he did when he was chased by his angry fans.

He stood there for what had to be minutes, his back on the door and his heartbeat slowly returning to normal. What had he just done? Why did he do it? He had no idea, and only shook his head before deciding to walk back downstairs. "...That was grade-A weird...Just weird!" he said to himself, doing his best to forget what just happened, and failing.