“Beautiful Dreamer”
In the night, Pinkie Pie awoke. She rolled her head to the side and looked at Rainbow Dash, still asleep next to her. Dash’s sleeping face always surprised her, how different it was from her habitual demeanor.
Pinkie loved Dash’s waking face, the curl of her lip, the lift of her eyebrow, the dare in her eyes; but her sleeping face was beautiful, and poignant, because it showed the Rainbow who lay concealed behind the Dash. In sleep, the pegasus’ face was open, vulnerable, tender. A small smile perched delicately on her lips and her brow was smooth and untroubled.
Pinkie wanted, as always, to kiss those smiling lips, to taste the happiness that let them smile always. But, as always, she raised a hoof to that brow and gently, oh so gently, brushed the multicolored forelock away from Dash’s forehead. It wouldn’t do to wake such a beautiful dreamer.
As though alerted by Pinkie’s attention, Dash shifted and rolled over. Pinkie slid closer and pressed herself to Dash’s back, feeling wings flutter against her chest. Pinkie draped her arm over Dash, wanting more contact with her bluebird. Still asleep, Dash moved her arms to clutch Pinkie’s arm against her chest, made a muzzy, happy noise, and snored.
Pinkie pressed her nose into Dash’s mane, her smile too wide to contain any other way. She shifted her arm an inch in Dash’s grip and pressed her hoof to Dash’s chest. The slow drumbeat of her favorite heart communicated through her hoof and spread warmth through her body pulse by pulse. She drifted to sleep to the beat of the best lullaby she could imagine.
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A/N: This one was my entry to Thirty Minute Ponies’ prompt #1, “Hush”. The prompt was “Write a Rainbow Pie story in which one (or both) of the characters does not utter a single word of dialogue for the entire story.”