A Life Lived in Hundreds

by Botched Lobotomy

1400

‘Sweet Celestia, I’m exhausted.’
‘Ow...’
Twilight rolled over on the bed to peer at her. ‘Is your leg sore? Should I kiss it better?’
Smith cracked open one eye. ‘Ow...?’
Twilight laughed, and kissed the joint, and started to kiss higher before pausing on her hip. ‘Actually, sorry, can we do this another day?’
‘Ow...’
‘All that dancing took it out of me. Haven’t been this tired since, like, school.’ She yawned, kissed Smith’s hip again. ‘Tomorrow, promise.’
‘Ow...’
‘Oh, quit your whining and cuddle up.’
And Smith wrapped her legs around the purple mare and kissed her wife goodnight.

Comments

[Bicyclette]

everything about this was just so sweet, perfectly topped off with "kissed her wife goodnight." i will never get tired of phrases like this they will always make me happy.

though hints at Smith (and Twilight?) getting older now, not quite what she was in her twenties. augh, how time passes.

and yes, this is a scene i would rewind to in order to start the movie again and make myself cry again