The Morning After
You were pressed against something warm.
Warm. Fluffy. Kind of like how you pictured clouds would feel back when you were little, and didn’t yet know that they were made of water vapor (and you still hadn’t quite recovered from that revelation, truly). What was more was that the warm, fluffy sensation was also one that seemed to be pulling you in tighter; every little movement you made seemed to cause its grip to strengthen, almost like some exceptionally strange quicksand. With a muffled murble, you blink your eyes open momentarily, peering and squinting to try and get any kind of an idea of what had ahold of you.
Then, the strange fluffy quicksand moved. It shuffled in place, emitting a feminine hum before blowing out a breath. You paused, stopping all movement in an effort to concentrate every little bit of your waking energy to trying to recall where you were—and what this stuff was.
Let’s see… there was the little gala in the castle… Twilight made a speech where she forgot to bring the last of her prompt cards for… the punch Pinkie had brought was way too sweet…
You thought, and thought, and thought, but for some reason, your brain was refusing to cooperate in fully recalling what happened. With an annoyed huff, you scrunched up your face before burying it back into the substance in front of you, mumbling something about mornings being an evil that had been created for the express purpose of punishing you.
Then, suddenly, the fluffy quicksand giggled.
“Good morning to you too, sunshine,” a soft, dulcet, familiar tone cooed.
Your eyes shot open. Was that… Princess Celestia?
You froze in place. Suddenly, your mind became a lot more active, quickly taking stock of the situation. You were lying down in a bed that wasn’t quite familiar; you could not yet see very much (which wasn’t helped by your glasses being rather rudely absent), but the feel wasn’t… right. It was far too soft and comfortable to be your bed. Similarly, the pillow upon which your head was resting was too perfect—it was nice and silken and cool, a far cry from the lumpy mass you traditionally used each night. Then, there was of course the fact that a voice that sounded remarkably like that of Princess Celestia had just spoken in your ear—not to mention the fact that you were snuggling a very warm, very fluffy substance that had been holding you right back…
…Oh god.
Were you… in Celestia’s bed??
Your pupils shrank as you hurriedly looked around, trying to get at least something of an indication to confirm or deny where you were. And, sure enough, the ethereal, pastel rainbow-colored waves of an extraordinarily long mane flowing from an alabaster head that had a veritable spear of a horn protruding from it confirmed your fears. “…Princess?”
“That’s me!” Celestia replied with a mirthful titter. “I was beginning to wonder if you would ever wake up.”
So many questions were scurrying through your head. How did you get here? Why did you get here? What in all of the world had happened last night? Did Pinkie spike the punch? Had someone hit you with a magic spell? You felt like blurting all of them out at once, but for whatever reason, your brain and your mouth were completely disconnected. All you could do was simply just lay there—staring in disbelief at the fuzzy, blurry image of the Princess before you.
Celestia smiled, raising her head from her pillow, and adjusting her posture. “There’s no need to worry, Anon,” she giggled. “You drank… a truly impressive amount of punch last night. To be true, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone consume quite that much all in one night. You’re lucky that I happen to know a few healing spells—you would probably be in the throes of a screaming headache by now if I didn’t.”
“…Wait,” you murmured, raising your head from your pillow in tandem. “…The punch was alcoholic?”
Celestia tittered again. “Not alcoholic, but very similar.”
“…Similar? How can…” you shook your head, sitting up and hunching over before putting your hands to your temples. “…What do you mean ‘similar?’”
The princess only smiled, rolling into her back before laying her head back down onto her pillow. “The punch was made with an elixir called ‘Partium.’ It has similar effects to alcohol, but is entirely magical in its nature—and, importantly, it cannot damage your liver like alcohol can. It is completely tasteless, odorless, and colorless, and can be added to almost any food or drink. Aaaaand… it was in the punch.”
You leveled a look at the princess. “…And none of you thought that it might be a good idea to warn me?”
The smuggest, most cocksure grin settled onto Celestia’s face. “We did. You didn’t listen, little missy.”
You tilted your head in confusion. “I do not remember that.”
“I figured not,” Celestia answered, that same insufferable grin staring right at you. “Just like you probably don’t remember the little serenade you sang.”
Your eyes widened. “T-The… the what?”
“Oh yes, it was magnificent,” she laughed. “I think that’s the first time in a while I’ve seen Cadence blush quite as much as she was…”
You smacked a palm against your face, pinching the bridge of your nose thereafter as a small cringe escaped you. “I… I don’t even want to know. But that still doesn’t explain how I got here—wait. Did… did we…”
You hurriedly turned your gaze down to your body, lifting the covers to see the rest of it. Mercifully, however, you were still clothed—something which elicited an enormous sigh of relief as you placed a hand over your heart.
Celestia laughed aloud. “No, Anon, we did not—though I do find it… interesting, that that is where your mind went.”
“Shut it,” you growled with a blush, looking away. “You’re the one who… who…” You sighed. You really had nothing for this one—all of this was absolutely on you.
Another giggle escaped the alicorn princess as she raised her head from the pillow again, giving you a sympathetic look as the smugness disappeared from her gaze. “No, you’re right—I should probably have handled things differently. The only reason you’re here in this bed at all is because you had rather vigorously insisted that we snuggle together… and I must admit that the prospect… enticed me, shall we say.”
You looked over to the princess, chuckling somewhat as you raised an eyebrow. “So a drunk girl asks you to snuggle, and you take her up on it, even though she can’t consent? What an absolute monster you are…”
Celestia rolled her eyes, batting you with a wing. “I’m not the one who complimented a married mare’s figure in front of the whole crowd.”
“THAT… okay, yes, that was bad, but still! You literally brought me back to your room—do you know how much of a no-no that would’ve been if we weren’t good friends?” You giggled.
“Buuuut… you said it yourself. We are good friends,” Celestia replied, that smug grin of hers creeping back onto her lips.
You chuckled again, leeeeaaaning back before flopping back down onto the mattress. The velveteen sheets quickly embraced your form, and your head was met with the pleasant coolness of that wonderful pillow. “Yes… yes we are. Even if we’ve never, ya’ know… done this kind of thing before.”
“Do you not like it?”
You paused. Celestia’s question caught you somewhat off-guard. You… hadn’t really given it any thought beyond the initial panic you felt when you realized you were in someone else’s bed. Turning your head to meet Celestia’s gaze, you looked up, then down, and then back at the mare before you. “I… I think I do, actually,” you replied. “I mean, I… I’m not trying to imply anything with that, but… it was kind of, nice. Waking up with… you, in my arms.”
Celestia’s smile broadened a touch at those words. Her eyes were filled with a particular glow you couldn’t quite place, and a strange, nameless warmth began to emanate from her being. “I’m… happy, to hear that, Anon,” she murmured. “I enjoyed it too.”
An awkward pause settled between the two of you for a couple of moments thereafter. You felt like you may have just opened a Pandora’s box—but, you also couldn’t help but smile at how much Celestia was smiling right now. “Soooo,” you eventually broke the ice, shuffling in place a bit as you settled into a comfortable position. “Did you… want to do it again?”
“Yes,” Celestia blurted out before covering her mouth with a hoof, and then summarily giggling. “I… I apologize, Anon, I suppose I’m a bit excited. I would love to snuggle with you some more.”
“Well good!” You declared with a smile. “Because I’m tired, and my brain is still suffering from a… party-um, or whatever you called it, hangover. And, quite frankly, I don’t really want to get up right now.”
Before you could speak another word, you felt one hoof snake underneath your figure while another made its way over top of you, pulling you into the princess in what rapidly became a very warm, very comfortable hug. “Neither do I,” Celestia smiled at you.
With a happy hum, and maaaaybe a bit of a chuckle, you wrapped your arms around the Sun Princess in turn. Suddenly, that same familiar sensation of being embraced by warm, fluffy quicksand returned—for thereafter, every movement you made only caused her to squeeze you just that little bit tighter.
This was a strange way to start the day. But, you didn’t really mind it too much. The warm embrace of Princess Celestia was something that you didn’t think you could complain about even if you tried—and as you pressed in closer, a part of you hoped that she felt the same way. With a long exhale, you closed your eyes—the day could wait a little bit longer.
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10/10
Would read again!
What a story! This has so much potential to be a series of books, and I look forward to reading anything more you plan to write.
Maybe the rating can be "T" though? Just my opinion.
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Thank you! I’m really glad you enjoyed it, that makes me happy to hear! ^w^
I was really torn on what the rating should be, especially since there isn’t anything explicit depicted in the story. But, the rule of thumb I tend to operate on is that it’s better to be safe than sorry, so I decided to rate it M.
nice
BatFang drew very smug Tia
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The story dodges typical 2nd person problem - choices and motivation, in such short and descriptive format 2nd person works..kinda. It may feel all over place because style changes toward the end and story forcefully avoids any decisions on Anon's part.
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That's a very good point! Thank you for pointing that out. I intentionally wanted to avoid any big decision on Anon's part to leave what happens next to the audience--but, you're very right that it causes a pretty sudden tonal shift at the end. I'll work on that for my future stories! Thank you for the feedback!
First of all... this is really adorable, well done. But I will have to say, this could definitely get away with a "T" rating.
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Thank you! I'm very glad to hear that you enjoyed it!
Yeah, upon reviewing everything again, I've decided to change the rating to T; ^^ perhaps I was being just a bit too careful in what rating I gave it X3
This was supremely adorable. I loved it in every way.
Short and sweet. Cute little fic.
You've written a pair of absolutely terrific stories. Hope you continue, you're a very talented writer!
i dont think ponies have arms, maybe forelegs would be the better word?
edit: woops, misread it as waking up in celestia's arms
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That's pretty much only case when 2nd person work as a narration except 4th wall breach - when you create make-your-adventure or lean toward that tone. Your story is one of the few which successfully achieves that
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Humanstill have the. Usually.
This is a very nice story, have a fave and a follow! I would definitely read this again....oh and welcome to FimFiction!
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Aw, thanks so much! I do plan to write more in the coming days and weeks, yes! It means a lot to me that you enjoy my silly little fics, I appreciate it! :D
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Well I’m very glad to hear so! ^w^
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Thank you for the words of welcome, and I’m glad you enjoyed the story! That makes me happy to hear! :D
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Also the way you wrote it it makes it feel like you are actually there being held in Celestia's loving embrace....everypony's dream come true, right?
It seems a bit of a silly thing, but perhaps mention in the description that this is a Fem!Anon? Because I had to read through a couple of parts more than once before the penny finally dropped on that one
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Whoops! I could have sworn I included that in the description! Thank you for pointing that out, I've fixed it! XD
Very wholesome. 😊
Excellent quick fic!
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Im gonna ask you celestia?
Can i have some?
I got spiked orange soda from one dimension i could use something to add to the collection!
???: Hey she's not a monster! If she was I'd have raised her that way!
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Very nicely done
Love this cute story! Actually brought me kind of... closer to Celestia's embrace.
I always love a cute Celestia cuddle fiction. Sunbutt deserves all the love and snuggles she can get.
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woops, misread it as waking up in celestia's arms
I’m walking on sunshine, wooah
Praised be the fluff!