After following Rainbow Dash through a dizzying amount of hallways (Why did she need a house that large?), Twilight found herself staring at a modest, but comfortable looking guest bedroom.
All the clouds were tinted red, but it was a bright red that looked inviting rather than foreboding. Across the sixty square meter room was a glass window with a beautiful view of Ponyville. And just below that window was a nightstand, which was next to a very comfortable looking purple cloud bed. There were other furnishings and stuff placed neatly around, like a walk-in closet, a chest of drawers, and a desk with games on it... but none of those compared to the bed by the window.
"Well..." Rainbow Dash nudged Twilight from behind. "Go ahead, try it!"
Twilight didn't need any further encouragement. Sleeping on a cloud bed was one of the many things she wanted to try when she got her wings. It was like a whole 'nother world up in the sky, and there was just something whimsical about falling asleep in another world. So when Rainbow Dash nudged her, she bounced forward and then leapt into the air, dive-bombing the bed.
*pomf* Several puffs of cloud rose up from where Twilight landed.
Rainbow Dash smiled. "Well, have fun." She turned and closed the brown cloud door behind her.
Rainbow Dash shook her head as she walked uphill through the winding hallways to her bedroom. "Have fun? Who has fun in a bedroom?" Her ears started to turn red at the implications, but thankfully she remembered the games she put there. "Okay so it's not that awkward." She said, relieved.
Finally at the entrance to her room, she pushed open the massive double doors and walked casually into her enormous hundred and fifty square meter room, a room that was filled to the brim with Wonderbolts paraphernalia. There were even a few Spitfire plushies, which Rainbow would have to remember to put away in case Spitfire actually came to her house. (It wasn't so much that she had an unhealthy interest in the Wonderbolts as much as she couldn't pass up the hilarity of having Wonderbolts plushies. At least, that's what she told herself. Celestia help her if Pinke ever made it to her room...)
She hopped up on her bed and tucked herself in, but not before picking up Tank off her nightstand and cuddling him. She normally found comfort in the loyal turtle, but now it just stared up at her, as if expecting more.
"What do you expect? I've never written a book before. How do you expect me to compete with the goddess of books?" Rainbow Dash looked down and tilted her head at the turtle.
'Neither did Twilight.' She could practically hear his nasal yet wise voice buzzing through her head. 'And even Daring Do only recorded what she saw. Also, I'm a tortoise, not a turtle.'
Rainbow Dash almost complained about the point on Twilight. Of course she had written books before. Heck, she'd probably gone back in time and written all the books so she could complete the legendary book continuum, a fundamental part of the universe only known to the masters of books. But that part about Daring Do...
"Y'know Tank," Rainbow Dash said, "I think you might be on to something..." She grinned. If all Daring Do did was record what she saw, then she would just have to do the same. And what was more awesome than the dreams of the self-proclaimed inventor of awesome herself? Nothing, that's what. So it was simple, she would just record her dreams.
"I just have to sleep." She grinned competitively as she tried to fall asleep, cuddling Tank against her. But you can't fall asleep while forcing anticipation. "Right." She yawned, giggling at her mistake. "Sleep..."