"Alright, Apple Bloom. Head on to bed now." Applejack instructed.
"Aww but sis, ah'm barely tired!" And to her demise, she yawned.
Pinkie threw a huge Hearth's Warming Eve party in Twilight's castle. The castle was big enough to hold most of Ponyville inside, and that determined Pinkie, even more, to invite literally every pony in Ponyville.
It was an hour before midnight, and most of the adults came back after taking their kids home to put them to bed. They did need to sleep in order for Santa Hooves to deliver their presents.
The two farm sisters stood in one of the castle's hallways, right outside the party room.
"Now Apple Bloom, do ya want Santa Hooves to deliver the presents or not?"
"Well... uh..." Her head and ears drooped low. "Yeah," She said in defeat.
"Then it'd be best if ya go to sleep so he can come, right?" Applejack said while pulling her sister in a side hug.
"B-But, what about you?" Apple Bloom asked.
"Us adults have to show Santa where Twi's tree is. This is a new and huge castle. He might get lost."
"I... guess that makes sense."
"Well go on now. You need your energy to open the presents tomorrow."
"Okay... G'night big sis."
"Good night Apple Bloom."
And with that, Apple Bloom trotted up the stairs and to one of the guest rooms.
Applejack turned to the party room door and bust it open, making the crowd of ponies stare at her. "All the kids are in bed. Now it's party time!"
As on cue, Big Mac pushed in a huge cart with the Apple family's famous Apple Cider. Rainbow and Pinkie both rushed in, called cheers, and took a glass.
Soon after, Vinyl Scratch switched the music from Hearth's Warming tunes to hip-hop, which made the whole room bounce to the beat.
Ponies started to cheer and dance.
Twilight let her three friend's little sisters stay at the castle for the night. She gave them all small guestrooms to sleep in while they all party.
A baby dragon and a unicorn filly hatched a plan for tonight. They knew that the adults would force them to their rooms to sleep, so they made a plan to spend together for the night.
Spike, Twilight's Number One Assistant, brotherly figure, and best friend, was sitting on his bed rocking his legs back and forth off the edge of it in anticipation. He was waiting for a certain filly to arrive.
He had the lights off and his blanket ready in case Twilight tried to walk up on him or tell him good night. He didn't want anything to go wrong.
Suddenly, a white head peeked out from behind his bedroom door. "Spike?" A voice whispered. "Are you awake?"
Spike peeped out from behind his blanket. "Oh, it's you, Sweetie Belle."
Sweetie giggled. "Who else would it be?"
"Naw, I thought you were Twilight."
Sweetie giggled again. "You're so silly."
Spike blushed. "Are you sure no pony saw you come in here?"
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Okay." Spike looked at the door nervously.
"So," He looked back at Sweetie Belle. "What do you want to do?"
"Hm..." Sweetie looked around, checking for any toys they could play with. She inspected the room until her eyes caught a balcony door. "Woah! You have your own Balcony?!"
"Huh? Oh, yeah! I do!"
"Let's go stand on it!"
Spike motioned Sweetie to be quiet with a finger. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, why not?"
Spike took a glance at the door to check for any signs of incoming ponies. Once he knew they were in the clear, he grabbed Sweetie Belle's hoof and walked her to the balcony. As Spike's claw grabbed Sweetie's hoof, she blushed madly.
The dragon opened the door and they stepped out. The balcony was covered in soft snow which made their hooves and feet a little cold.
The two braced themselves against the snow-covered railings and stared at the distance.
The sight was beautiful. Ponyville was covered in light snow, which fell from the sky ever so gently. The night sky glistened with the snow in the air, white clouds didn't entirely cover the blue night sky, it left out some stars which could be seen and Luna's moon.
All of this was beautiful, Spike thought, but there was one more thing in particular that was the most pretty. To the drake, it was the cute pony standing beside him.
"Brr..." Sweetie Belle started to shiver a little. "It is a bit chilly out here."
Spike noticed his shivering companion. He stared at her shaking figure for a second then wrapped an arm around her, his protective instincts kicking in. "How about we go inside to get you warm."
Sweetie Belle smiled at the generous offer and nodded. "Yeah, let's go."
Spike took Sweetie Belle to his bed and wrapped her up in his blanket. After her thanks, she welcomed Spike onto the bed with a pat from her hoof.
He sat beside her and shifted under the blanket as well.
The two laid there, awkward silence filled the room.
Every second or so, Spike would try to look at Sweetie Belle, but something made him turn away as soon as he saw her majestic white coat. What was wrong with him?
It was at the seventh glance he noticed. Sweetie Belle was still shivering.
Spike's protective instincts kicked in again, and he scooted over to Sweetie Belle, wrapped an arm around her waist, and pulled her in.
All of this resulted in Sweetie letting out a shocked gasp. "Spike...?"
Spike then noticed what he was doing. His eyes widened and he gasped. He was shocked at his own actions but for some reason, he couldn't let go of Sweetie Belle.
"I-I um... sorry- it's just that you're cold. A-And Twilight always told me to use body heat to keep others warm when you don't have a heat source. And-"
"Shh..." Sweetie Belle soothed. "It's okay, I'm not mad. it just feels... weird, you touching me like this. But a good weird, I swear!"
Spike looked at Sweetie, mouth agape.
Sweetie turned to stare in Spike's emerald eyes. "Can we stay like this? I... kind of like this weird feeling."
What could this weird feeling be? Spike thought. Could it be... love? No, it can't be. Besides, Spike loves Rarity, not her little sister.
Sweetie Belle snuggled deeper into Spike's hold. "Please."
Spike noticed he didn't answer the question. "Y-Yeah... sure. Whatever you like."
Sweetie giggled. "You're always such a gentlecolt... or gentledragon."
Spike smiled at the compliment.
The two rested there. Sweetie Belle in Spike's warm and comfy grasp.
"We didn't get to play much. I'm sorry Spike." Sweetie Belle said sadly.
"It's okay," Spike said, understanding. "I like what we're doing now much better anyways."
Sweetie Belle beamed. "Spike?"
The drake looked at the cute unicorn filly. "Yeah, Sweetie?"
"I've decided to make you my special somedragon."
Spike was lost for words. Is she even giving him an option? But yet, even if she did give him one, it would be hard to say no.
It was then, Spike also had a decision. "Well, I decided to make you my special somepony."
Sweetie Belle beamed even harder and snuggled deeper into Spike. "Happy Hearth's Warming Spike."
"Happy Hearth's Warming Sweetie."
Outside, peeking out from the balcony window was a pink hyper pony.
"Aww, those two are so cute." She took her eyes off the two snuggling bunch. "Happy holidays folks. Stay safe and party on!" And with that, she poofed away.