Moonie shorts [Filly Nightmare Moon]

by Eighth


49 Just a little hiccup in the plan

You're walking down the hallway when all of a sudden a dark blue blur whizzes under your legs, nearly tripping you up.
"Moonie, what have I tol--"
The rest of what you were going to say is cut off by Moonie's hiccup. She's currently pouring herself a glass of water and before she goes to take a drink, you speak up.
"You're supposed to do it backwards."
Your statement brings a clear confusion to Moonie's face as she tries to unravel your mystery. She goes to take a sip in a few different ways but pulls back each time to try and figure out how you meant it. Moonie looks up at you and you nod. Then she takes a sip from the top part of the glass rim, allowing all the water to run down her neck and onto the floor.
"Clean up your mess," you say with a grin.
"M-My mess? You said to *hic* to *hic* to drink the thing in reverse."
"Reverse, not upside down," you reply as you hand her the mop.
She hiccups once more then takes the mop to clean up as she grunts in frustration.
"And for the record, those remedies are all a load of crap."
"What about holding your breath?"
"Not true."
"Sucking *hic* a lemon?"
"False."
"Getting surprised?"
"Doesn't work. None of them do. Hiccups are a type of spasm, the only thing you can really do is take steady breathes and wait it out."
"It's been going for a *hic* while now and it's starting to hurt."
"Well, there is one thing that might work."
"What?"
"It's risky," you mischievously grin as you reply.
Your toothy smile sets her back but another hiccup hardens her resolve.
"I'll do it," She nods and you lunge at her.

Moonie hasn't got a chance to react, you scoop her up with one hand and tickle her belly with the other. The wriggling, laughter, writhing, and gasps of air begin at once with the occasional hiccup. Her face looks like it's about to lose the jaw with how broadly she smiles while giggling which makes you smile too.
"Can't... Breathe... STOP!"
"What's the magic word?"
"PLEASE?!"
With that, you let her free and she leaps out to gasp for air. There's a moments pause as you both wait for her recuperate, then she looks up at you with a glint of hope.
"D-Did it work?"
"It's been a little while since you--"
"DON'T! You'll jinx it," she protests, flailing her hooves as if she could somehow smother the noise coming from your mouth. If only the height different didn't come into play so often here.
"Oh, come on. Really?"
"It's been proven, jinx's are real--"
"Hiccup."
As if to prove her words, a loud hiccup erupts from Moonie leaving her to glare at you in that, "I told you so," kind of way.
"There's only one thing to do then."
You turn to the side and put on a very grim face.
"W-What?" Moonie asks in a concerned tone.
Then you turn back to her, slowly smiling as you crouch. She backs up a touch.
"Hugs and kisses until you feel better," you bellow with arms outstretched.
With a scream of absolute terror, Moonie takes off with a speed she's never reached before. You give chase but she loses you real quick.

"Moonie?" You call out as you creep up the hallway, checking each room you pass.
You step into your room for a hiccup reveals her to be hiding under your bed. She knows she's caught and tried to make a dash for it. You're fast enough to scoop her up but not enough to get a firm grip, she manages to squirm out and darts out of eyesight again.

This time she stays hidden, you search for a solid ten to twenty minutes to no avail so you decide enough is enough.
"Moonie it's been well over ten minutes and you haven't hiccuped."
Suddenly the towel closet bursts open, both Moonie and all the towels fall to the floor with a cheer. You smile at her then put all the towels back with her help.
"Thanks," she warmly states, "Heh, you really scared me back there. I thought I was done for."
"Any time," you reply as you place the final towel back.
It's a nice little moment that you decide to ruin by pulling her into a hug and making kissing noises near her face. She uses a towel to try and beat you away from her while screaming but it's no use. You plant a light one on her cheek and walk away as she pretends to dry heave.