The Wheel and the Butterfly

A Dan X Pinkie Pie saga

Part 3 Pinkie Vs. Daily Life

Epilogue

“…And that’s when Captain Jack Tatterson, armed with his Death Ray Gun, blasted all the evil Blorg into--”

“NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRD!” Twilight yelled at the mirror.

“Wait, what?” Dan asked, his train of thought thoroughly derailed.

Twilight Sparkle closed her eyes and gave herself a proud smile.

“Why you little…purple…uh…sparkly...”

Dan heard some rustling as a soft, warm body pressed against his back and a feminine hand with nails painted pink reached over his own body into view.

“Tag up,” Pinkie said.

Dan spun his body on the mattress to face his roommate, his face mere inches from hers. “But she…”

“Dan,” Pinkie began in a tired tone, leveling equally tired sky-blue eyes at him, “we’ve been up for almost two days watching videos and talking to everyone in Canterlot and you’ve been picking on her non-stop.” Pinkie gave Dan a pleading look. “Let her have this one, pleeeease?”

Dan folded his arms and looked away. “FIIIINE!” he huffed out as he flicked Pinkie’s hand.

Pinkie pressed against Dan slightly as she reached over to grab the mirror off its pillow perch. She laid back on her own pillow and held the mirror above her. “Goodnight, Twilight,” Pinkie said with a yawn.

“Goodnight, Pinkie.” Twilight said with a smile, adding a “Goodnight, Dan,” with an eye roll.

“Night, Sparkler.” Dan mumbled.

Pinkie smiled to herself and closed the compact mirror. She placed the mirror on the side of the bed, lightly tapping it against the crate that served as part of the fort wall.

The fort immediately collapsed in on itself, burying the occupants in blankets, cushions, and throw pillows to the sound of a startled cat.

“Pinkfie?” Dan called out, with a muffled voice.

“Yeah, Dan?”

“I thwink it’s twime we put bwack the fwurnitwure…”

Pinkie sighed. “I know, Dan.”

“Good…bwut furst please help pry Misster Mumble owff my fwace.”

“Merrrow…”

End Part 3

Author's Notes:

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