When Balloons Float to the Stars

by Aybee


Reasons

It was the morning after the two mares' mind shattering night together, both still sleeping soundly in each others hooves. Pinkie's head now rested just below Twilight's on the pillow, they're tails curled tightly around each other. They slept in late through the day, until Twilight's inner clock started to bellow in her mind, waking her from peaceful slumber. The royal mare lifts her head to yawn and stretch, but upon feeling the weight in her hooves, she pauses to look down upon the pink party mare.

With a heavy blush, Twilight remembers the events of the previous evening, her eyelids drooping with thought. But she smiles tenderly at Pinkie and bows her head to kiss her softly on the cheek, her ears flicking slightly when Pinkie's eyes shoot open at the lightest touch of Twilight's lips on her fur. The mare's bright, azure eyes lift to look at Twilight's own twinkling violet orbs and she, too, smiles.

"How are you feeling?" Twilight whispers softly to her cotton candy pink lover as she nuzzles her soft ear, her horn lighting up to levitate a comb over to the duo.

"Never felt better in my life, Twi." Pinkie says in a quietly serious tone that Twilight had never heard the young mare use before, and it gives the bookworm pause. After a moment of staring into Pinkie's eyes, she realizes that the mare before her who was always full of energy and joking delight was being utterly serious. There was no ulterior thoughts behind the words, no joking, no hidden meaning. Not saying that Pinkie normally lies, but...she wasn't acting like she was hopped up on sugar and fruit punch. The calm manner which she now held captivated and confused Twilight, throwing her for a loop.

"Twilight, are you alright? You seem quiet." A little bit of fear seeps into the pink mare's voice and Twilight immediately snaps out of it, giving her lover a tender smile as she starts to run the comb through Pinkie's mane. Also to Twilight's amazement, the normally tangled mess allows the brush to stroke through it, not straightening it perse, but making each curl silky smooth and perfect.

"Yes, Pinkie, I'm fine. Just thinking is all."

"Oh Twilight, you're always thinking." Pinkie giggles out teasingly, which causes Twilight to snort softly.

"...Hey Twilight?"

"Yes, Pinkie?"

"Why did you let us do that last night? I mean...you just didn't seem like you'd...you know...do that sort of thing." Pinkie says softly, poking her hooves together in embarrassment as she queries. The thought makes Twilight laugh softly and once more bend her head to nuzzle the pink mare.

"Oh, Pinkie...you know, you are the first pony I've done something like that with. I've never done that because I've never found someone that I've felt that connection with...because I've never found someone that meant that much to me. I can't say that I love you yet. Yet. But I can definitely say that you tripped me up, and I'm already falling."

The little speech is met with complete silence for a long time, causing Twilight to wonder if she had said something to upset the bouncy mare. But when she looked down at Pinkie's face, she saw the brightest smile she had ever seen on Pinkie, and tears in the bright blue of her eyes.

"Oh Twilight...do you really mean that?" The party mare asks in a quivering voice, her ears lowered with uncertainty.

"Of course I mean that, Pinkie." And with that, Twilight lifts a wing and plucks a feather from her wing to push into Pinkie's mane, smiling softly at the joined colors.

"T-Twilight?" Pinkie questions as the feather is placed, the symbol of claiming quite clear.

"Pinkie, I know this is kinda short notice, but...will you be my marefriend?" Twilight asks sheepishly, the purple of her fur turning pink on her cheeks.

"Twilight, yes! So many times yes!" Pinkie cries out with tears now pouring unabashedly down her cheeks, soaking the soft fur there. And they embrace with tender kisses and sweet words whispered between lips until they settle once more. Then Twilight begins to grow curious, asking a question to her marefriend.

"Hey Pinkie?"

"Yeah, Twi?"

"Why did you fall for me?"

"Oh...reasons."