The sunlight shone brightly through the window, displaying little pools of light across the room.
Scootaloo squinted her eyes, waking up from her deep slumber. She yawned and groggily opened her wings with a stretch. She felt a bit warm, as though she was wrapped in a think blanket. She smiled at the thought. She shifted one of her forelegs, only to bump into something else.
Scootaloo cracked her eyes open, a gray blur faded her vision as it adjusted. She widened her eyes and looked around. She found Rumble's wings wrapped around her, and a small smile on his face as he slept.
'Why am I in Rumble's bed?' she thought worriedly. 'Did we...?' she couldn't bear the thought of it. Just then, memories from the previous night flooded her thoughts, causing her to soften with relief.
Scootaloo blushed when she found her limbs entangled in Rumbles, specifically, her forelegs. Much to her own surprise, she enjoyed the predicament, just a bit. She couldn't help but smile at how comfortable it was to be in someone's wings, especially Rumble's.
As if on cue, Rumble stirred awake from his slumber. He groggily opened his eyes to find Scootaloo there, blush still painting her face and ears. Just like Scootaloo, he blushed furiously while his eyes widened in shock. Prompting Scootaloo to chuckle.
"D-did we...?" Rumble asked. He sighed in relief once Scootaloo shook her head. They both lay there for a moment, small smiles on their faces as the both blushed furiously, staring into the other's eyes.
Eventually, the two decided they had to move sometime. They both struggled to detangle their legs, which took a good minute or two. Once they were free, Rumble folded his wings back.
Scootaloo took the time to stretch all of her tired limbs. "I should..." she began, looking to the door.
"Yeah." Rumble agreed. Scootaloo slipped off the cloud bed and walked to the door.
"You...want breakfast?" she asked with hesitation, stopping in the doorway.
"Sure," Rumble shrugged, hopping off of the bed. The two walked in silence to the kitchen, where Scootaloo got to work on making pancakes.
"I didn't know you like to cook." Rumble remarked, a smirk on his face.
"Not all of the time," she replied, looking through the drawers for a spatula. She found it sitting with the other utensils and continued. "but I don't mind it every now and again. My Mom, however, she likes to cook."
Rumble nodded. "So how'd you sleep?" he asked.
"Well, I'm not quite used to my room yet, it's still a bit strange to live here actually. I'm not quite used to everything."
"That's understandable, I felt the exact same way when I first moved into this place." Rumble admitted.
"I'm sorry for bothering you last night." Scootaloo continued, red heating the tips of her ears. "I wasn't really able to sleep by myself."
"It's okay," Rumble said."I don't really mind your company," he said. "I actually enjoyed it." he smiled while Scootaloo blushed.
"You mean you liked sleeping next to me?" she asked, looking up from the batter.
"Yeah." Rumble replied with a shrug."I guess you might've felt differently."
"It's not that," she said. "not in the slightest. I just didn't really expect you to is all."
"How come?"
Scootaloo sighed. "I don't know, I'm so new to all of this dating stuff. I don't know how to feel about somethings, let alone, what I'm feeling half the time."
"Well you've got a lot to get used to, and all of the time in the world to help." Rumble said, walking over and pushing Scootaloo's mane from her eyes, before planting a kiss on her cheek. "But so do I."
Scootaloo blushed bright red as he had intended. She nearly dropped the spatula from her grip.
"You're way better at this than I am though." she sighed with a smile. "I wish I knew how to handle our relationship like that. And stop being so pushy all of time."
"I grew up with it, I've just seen it for myself is all." Rumble said, pulling away. Scootaloo took the opportunity to flip another pancake over.
"Do you ever think we'll be like that?" she asked out of nowhere.
"Like what exactly?"
"You know, like Blossom and Thunderlane, or Pip and AB. You'd swear they were married or something."
"Blossom and Thunderlane are married," Rumble remarked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm talking about everyone else, Rumble. Sweetie and Button Mash, Twist and Snails, Zip and Featherweight, they're completely fine with trying new things, and actually act like a couple. And then there's us."
"What about us?"
"We seem to be more like close friends than anything else."
"That may be true, but you know what most of them haven't done?"
"What?"
"Move in together." Rumble reminded her.
"Well," she said after a short pause "you've got me there." she shrugged. She flipped the last pancake onto a plate, and set her own on the table and sat down.
"Care to join me?" she asked.
"Rumble smiled and took his place next to her.
"Maybe this could be easier than I thought." she said. Rumble grinned and took a bite, before immediately devouring the rest of dish, prompting Scootaloo to chuckle.