Snuggle Buddies
“H-hello?”
Marble Pie looked around, her head on a swivel. She was standing in the front yard of their house. It was freezing cold outside and the snow reached up to her knees. She had nothing on and she was shivering, though she wasn’t sure if it was from the cold or from her fear.
Everything was quiet, save from the wind howling around her. The front door hung loosely from its top hinge, the bottom half laying in splinters on the floor. Most of the windows were broken, and the roof had several holes in it.
“Anyone t-there?” she stuttered. She couldn’t stop her teeth from chattering. She walked through the snow as she looked around, trying to find her daddy. He was her rock, her island in the ocean. She felt safe whenever she was around him, and she knew that he would be able to solve any problem, but... he was nowhere to be found.
She made her way back to the house. Her hooves were so cold that she couldn’t feel them anymore. She gingerly stepped over the broken bits of the door, taking care to not bump her head on what little there was left of it. Marble Pie checked the small kitchen first, and when she didn’t find anypony, she felt her stomach tighten as her worries grew. She turned back around and trotted up the stairs, and when she reached the top, she paused to rub her legs together to try and warm them up.
They stayed freezing cold.
She checked her bedroom, praying that she’d find one of her sisters. Pushing open the bedroom door, all it took was one quick glance to see that there was nopony there. Her bedroom was completely empty, and all the furniture was gone. She whined pitifully and turned to look at her parents’ bedroom door. For some reason it was shut tight. It was never like that.
Marble Pie bit her bottom lip as she hesitantly walked up to the door. She laid her hoof against it, then pushed. The door creaked as it slowly swung open, but instead of finding her parents, all she found was an empty room. Like her bedroom, all of the furniture was gone. Her ears flicked back as she closed her eyes tightly, for her fears had been proven true.
She had been left behind.
A loud, sharp noise from downstairs startled her, making her jump up in the air in fright. But instead of landing back down on the floor, she found herself back in her bed, under the sheets. Her forehead held beads of sweat on it, and even though she had her only hoofed pajamas on, she still felt a little cold.
Tears formed in the corners of her eyes as she remembered her dream. She’d had the same nightmare four nights in a row and it always played on her greatest fear: being left all alone.
Marble Pie curled up into a ball as she pulled her teddy bear up to her. She buried her face into his soft chest, silently wishing that he was a lot bigger. She wanted nothing more than to be held, to be comforted, and to be told that everything was going to be alright. She knew how much her parents hated being woken up in the middle of the night, and because of that, she hadn’t gone to seek comfort from them for the past few nights.
But tonight, that was going to change.
Holding her precious teddy bear tightly against her breast, she slipped out of the bed, taking care to not disturb her three sisters. She walked out of the room on three hooves, taking extra care to make sure that their bedroom door didn’t squeak all that loudly. Marble Pie tried to hold back her tears, but as she remembered her nightmare, she felt her cheeks dampen. As she walked down the hall, she wiped her eyes with a hoof but the tears kept flowing.
Just like in the dream, she pushed her parents’ bedroom door open, but instead of finding an empty room, she found her parents asleep in their beds. She felt a modicum of relief even as her tears flowed down her cheeks. Marble Pie stepped up to her daddy’s bed and lifted a hoof to nudge him awake. Though just as her hoof was about to touch his back, she paused. She didn’t want to anger him, but... she needed comforting.
She turned to her mother’s bed and propped herself up, laying her forelegs on the edge of the bed. Her tail flicked from side to side as she hoped her mother wouldn’t be angry from her waking her up. She laid her head on the bed between her hooves and eyed her teddy bear. It just smiled back at her, giving her a small boost in confidence, just what she needed. With a nervous whine, she poked her mother’s side then yanked her hoof back.
Her mother woke up with a small groan and cracked open an eye. “What... do you... want?” she croaked out.
“I... I had a nightmare, Mommy...” Marble Pie whispered, keeping her voice as soft as she could for her father. She glanced down to the side for a moment, then flicked her eyes back up at her mother, silently pleading with her. “I... um....”
“Just go back to... bed, Marble.” Her mother rolled over and groaned, then tucked the sheets back in around her. “You know your father and... I hate being disturbed.”
“I... I’m sorry,” Marble Pie whispered. She let her forelegs fall back to the floor, then sullenly walked out of the bedroom, her head held low. She closed the door and slowly walked back to her bedroom, her tears flowing freely down her face.
Opening her bedroom door a little harder than she meant to, she couldn’t stop it from hitting against the wall. She cringed from the sound, praying that she didn’t wake anypony up. With a heavy heart, she walked back over to the bed and slipped under the covers. She laid her head back down on the pillow, then reached for her teddy bear. Nothing but empty space met her hooves. A pit of worry grew in her stomach as she flipped over, trying to find it. But then, she remembered where it was.
She had left her precious teddy bear on her mother’s bed.
A sob escaped her lips as she curled up into a ball once more. She couldn’t risk going back into her parents’ bedroom, especially now that her mother was probably still awake. Marble Pie didn’t want to risk her mother’s wrath from disturbing her a second time, making her realize that she was going to have to sleep without her teddy bear for the first night in years.
The pillow soaked up her tears for a good couple of minutes until she heard the bedroom door click shut. She stopped crying for just a moment, then opened her eyes. Pinkie Pie stood before her, holding her teddy bear in an outstretched hoof.
Marble Pie let a small smile slip on her face as she snatched her teddy bear from Pinkie’s hoof. She snuggled with it ferociously for a few moments, then looked back at her sister. “Th-thanks, Pinkie... how’d you k-know?”
“I... kinda saw you leave and come back without it.” Pinkie Pie clambered on the bed and lay down next to her, right on the edge of the bed. “What’s wrong, sis?” She rubbed Marble’s shoulder with a hoof.
Marble Pie blinked back her tears, then wiped them away with a hoof. “I... I keep having a nightmare where you, Mom, Dad... everypony is gone. All of the furniture is gone, and I keep feeling like—”
“Like you’re all alone?” Pinkie asked softly. “Nopony deserves to feel that way! Come here!” She twirled her hoof in the air.
Marble Pie didn’t know what she was talking about for a second, but then it hit her: Pinkie wanted her to roll over. Holding onto her teddy bear, she rolled over and scooted closer to her other sister, trying to give Pinkie a little bit more room. The bed was cramped, but since they were all fillies, it was big enough for the three of them to lay side by side with a little bit of room left in between.
She felt Pinkie Pie snuggle up against her back. She blushed and smiled a little bit as she felt her sister’s warmth seep into her onesie, purging the cold from her coat. Pinkie laid a hoof over her side, then wrapped it just under where her forelegs met her body. She felt her sister lay one of her hind legs over her flank, then felt her flick her tail around her rear end.
“You’ll never be alone when I’m here, Marble, don’t you ever forget that. And also, don’t forget that you can’t get nightmares if you’re snuggling!” Pinkie said, trying to sound as optimistic as she could while keeping her voice soft enough so she didn’t wake up the other two ponies in the bed.
Marble Pie lifted her head from her pillow to look over her shoulder. “R-really?”
Pinkie giggled, then said, “Well... I just know that whenever mommy snuggled with me when I was really young, I never had nightmares because she was there right next to me. She told me she would fight off the evil nightmares when they came to haunt me, and... I never had a nightmare. So... I’ll do the same for you. That’s what sisters do, right? They look out for each other.” She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, then rubbed Marble’s side with a hoof.
“Thanks,” Marble Pie mumbled. “I love ya, sis.” Sleep tugged at her weary mind. Her teddy bear was nestled right under her chin, held tightly against her.
“I love you, too, Marble... Now get some rest, okay?” She lay her head down, tucking Marble’s head into the crook of her neck.
“Okay... thanks...” she whispered.
“Nooooooo problem...” Pinkie whispered back with a light squeeze.
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Dawww....
DAWWWWWW
I demand to know your secret for making such cute fluffy feels!!!!
TELL ME!
Pwetty Pweese?
D'aaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwww, I got a heart attack because of the cuteness!
Cute
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Awwwwwwwwwww
Just what i needed.
I overloaded my D'awwww meter just from the picture alone!
Curse you Abyss, and your mastery over cuteness!
D'awwwwww in deed!
You have overloaded my adorafilter. I cannot anymore. I am, as of this moment, melting into a little pool of lovey-dovey goo.
6736368 The best reaction to anything The Abyss posts.
Awww, so sweet
6736368
This sums up my reaction nicely, sweet jeebus!
*clutches chest*
Its too much for my hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng to take!
*collapses*
Nice job... Abyss!
*passes out*
That was so adorable
! So tell me, when did their mother go from snuggly mommy to "fuck you, go back to bed"?
That was very precious.....well worth the sleep I'm losing! Thanks, Abyss, very nice!
OHMYGAWD, SO CUTE, OFF THE WALLS CUTENESSS!!!
Well done, Ab! My only suggestion would be to change how here "parents hated to be woken up" to "were dead-tired from the annual harvest" or something to make the reasoning a little less "cold," but "season to taste" as they say, if that doesn't appeal to you. Any who, great story!
Which really is a relative measurement. Up the their knees on someone who is three feet tall is not up to the knees of someone who is six feet tall.
If only she were as devout as the rest of her family at the end times.
"Small" is unneeded since "modicum" itself means "a small quantity".
Pinkie is only a few minutes older than Marble.
Just click forward to 2:32. Though with how Pinkie is, I would not doubt that she would talk to Marble as though she were an infant.
This story was kind of adorable. Not much more than fluff, but it made a good bedtime story. It was quite enjoyable.
~KBO.
Auuggh.. The cuteness.. It's..too..much...faints from cuteness overload..
But in reality, this was so sweet!
Screw those parents, why would you do that to her. I mean, don't spoil her and have her lay in bed with you, but make her feel better. Jesus
6736781 when she had 3 fuckin kids
6736368 so, you had a seizure for cuteness, those parents should've given you a heart attack... Igneous Rock and Cloudy Quartz need to die
This story reminds me so much of when I was young and I would go to my older brother's room after having a bad dream and sleeping on his floor to feel safer
So adorable
This was freaking adorkable.
I will admit though, I had expected it to be Limestone and not Pinkie at first, I don't know why I did, but...
Still, adorkable.
That was so sweet. I feel you did a good job capturing pinkies character. Good story ^.^
See, this was really adorable, and I want to take it as my new headcanon, but then I see
and I realize that Pinkie left the farm years ago and the reason Marble is so withdrawn and quiet is that she's been having nightmares ever since and I get really sad.
Ahh snuggle stories, always a treat.
6738624 Exactly.
6736944
Thanks!
Good suggestion, but I had written this story to be in the middle of winter, around January or February. Even though I didn't specifically say what season it was outside of the dream, I had hoped that people would have picked up on Marble Pie wearing her hoofed pajamas just like the ones in the cover art for the story. Typically, people/ponies don't wear footed/hoofed pajamas in the summer because it'd be too hot.
Glad you liked it!
6738632 I have a lot more if you haven't already found them.
6737190 Gotcha, thanks!
*crack*
Huh... I think my feel-o-meter just broke. Congratulations, you did it. You hit me in the feels so hard that I overloaded with feels.
HNNNG! the feels. so intense!
This was like Marblebetes or something.
6738970 There's no cure, sorry!
That was...That was just beautiful.
The parents come across as really dour, almost to the point of nastitness. It was hard to reconcile the mother we just saw an instant before with the one Pinkie describes, and since Pinkie Pie leaves home not too long after she gets her cutie mark...
The fridge logic makes the story seem more sad than it intended to be... unless you intended it to be that sad, in which case perhaps the story didn't commit quite hard enough to getting that across.
From fridge logic 2.0 : the nightmare is pretty accurate a prediction - The parents' door is locked (their emotional inaccessibiliy) and the absence of everypony signifies the soon to be departure of the one affection expressing sister who also just told Marble she'd never feel alone while she was here.
So...I can't decide if this is a cute story built innocently inside a framework of incidental sadness, or a really quite sad story with cuteness playing decoy. A few more lines and actions with Pinkie Pie wouldn't have gone amiss. In either case, it was nice, if a little short.
Abyss-- what is this je ne sais quoi that your stories have that make me feel emotional?
6739351 Because I write from the heart.
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Take care not to bleed all over the keyboard.
6739398 *Looks at bloody keyboard*
...Woops
6739402
MEDIC!
Abyss wrote a story where siblings snuggle up to each other for comfort, and it isn't rated M?
It was cute, at any rate
I always love the shy with the optimistic. This was really cute and I wanna read more from you
6739552 Heh, if you liked this one, then you should check out my story Snuggles and Cuddles. It's a TwiDash story that ships the two of them together with snuggling and cuddling. It's very cute, it has lots of snuggling and cuddling in it, and it's TwiDash. Need I say more?
6739565 Wait. You did Snuggles and Cuddles? You. You made it? OMC! You created most of the stories I love! How did I miss this?!
6739581 I dunno. What about I'll Always be Here for You? It's my biggest and most popular story. It's also TwiDash, and they bond over adopting Scootaloo as their own daughter.
6739587 I was just about to read that, I love TwiDash and Scootaloo: Perfect!
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6739617 Hehe, lemme know what you think.