//------------------------------//
// Chapter 13: Morning... 
// Story: From the isles of Avalon 
// by The Drifting Bard 
//------------------------------//

.. afternoon... evening





A gentle breeze flew through the window, the late morning was the perfect time to wake up. Twilight attempted to roll over but was seemingly stopped by something. She woke up and looked at what was stopping her.
She found an arm holding her close, she carefully moved the arm and turned around. there, sleeping peacefully, was Alan.
Alan again subconsciously pulled her close. Smiling softly, she drifted back to sleep. But before slumber could take over once again, she felt a pair of lips brush her head, and a voice. "Morning sleeping beauty" she looked up. Alan was smiling.

"What time is it?" The half-asleep librarian asked. Alan simply chuckled.
"Don't know, and right now... I don't care" she saw the sword resting in the corner. 
she groggily looked at the clock. "its half past ten in the morning" Twilight calmly stated.
Alan simply smiled as Twilight got out of bed. stretching her legs, she walked towards the shower.





I laid in the bed simply thinking bizarre random thoughts, like what I wanted to do today. As I stared at the ceiling, Twilight walked in, almost forgetting I was there. I looked up for a moment, and instantly put my head back on the bed again.
"Twilight... I'm still here ya know" I stammered out, Hearing an embarrassed squeak. she pulled her towel, wrapped around her curvaceous body up a little more. "eh.. I'll just leave" I scratched the back of my head. as I to leave, she simply giggled.
"what?" I was confused. 
"Good morning to you too" 
Looking down, I noticed I was standing at attention
"OH god no" as I darted out. a dry towel hit me on the back of my head.
"go have a shower... maybe a cold one?" she giggled.

As I stepped into the shower, I couldn't help but think about trying the whole date again, hoping it wouldn't happen again.
Humming a small tune, I simply watched the sleep right out of me. Looking at the body wash, I noticed it had caffeine in it. "these people think of everything"
Needless to say, I felt like a new man. stepping out of the shower, I simply chuckled as I put the suit pants and jacket on.
"what about the shirt?" Spike asked from behind me. 
"it's got blood on it" I sighed, remembering the events of last night.
Spike left the room and went down the stairs.





I walked back into the bedroom, seeing Twilight looking over the books on her shelf. "found what your looking for yet?"
She shook her head. I chuckled. "well, lets go have breakfast first," I commented, While looking over her. She was currently wearing a red shirt and blue skinny jeans... for some odd reason it was beckoning me over to reach out... basically be lecherous. I shook the thought process off. "yeah, I guess you're right" She giggled.

As we both walked out of the room, Spike could see the smile on her face. I simply followed suit with an equal grin.
"So Spike, any idea's how i got here?" Twilight asked. 
Spike shrugged. "heh, Alan carried you from the hospital to here" I visibly blushed.
"seriously?" She turned to look at me "but you looked so tired" 
I simply shrugged my shoulders. "and? I didn't have the heart to wake you" I scratched the back of my head.
As Spike waddled off to make breakfast for everybody, Twilight sat on my lap and did something very impulsive. 
there wasn't any word or notion to describe it other than the words she whispered in my ear afterwards. "Thank you, sweetheart"
I raised an eyebrow. I was about to return the favor when we were caught short by a certain dragon clearing his throat.

"dude, Breakfast's ready" Spike chuckled. 
"Sure know how to ruin a moment, Spike" I gave him the old one-fingered salute. Spike continued to laugh as he retrieved his own breakfast. Twilight slid off my lap, and ,with a smile, tucked into her breakfast.

the rest of the morning went peacefully.
That is until Rainbow Dash crashed through the window this a newspaper in her hands.
"yo Knight, you made the paper!"
she threw the newspaper to me. I caught it and read the headlines. "Unknown hero protects Ponyville" the photo looked to be taken at night. the moonlight looked to be dancing off the sword in the photo. "wow," I continued to read the article. looking at the bottom of the photo, it actually had the name of the photographer. "so thats what she was doing out"