Pixel cursed under her nose as she got shot down once again losing another game with final score 16-4 for Blaze.

“One more time?”

She frowned and mumbled some curses, at first she wanted to accept his offer but then she looked at the time.

“Sorry but I can’t, I need to catch some Z’s and it’s already 10 p.m. I mean I wouldn’t normally go to sleep for like next 4 hours but I didn’t get any sleep yesterday.”

“Yeah same here, now that you said it I realized I feel kinda sleepy.”

Pixel smiled and nodded. “Well then I guess good night and see ya tomorrow.”

“Yeah see ya.” Blaze said through his mic and proceeded to turn off his computer, he then took his pajamas and went to the bathroom to get a quick shower before sleep.

He walked inside and stopped, he turned towards the mirror situated on one of the walls and he saw something unexpected.

He was smiling without even noticing it. ‘I swear either I will find out what’s so great about playing with her or I’ll go mad.’ Blaze shook his head and proceeded with his shower.

Pixel yawned while stretching out on her chair ‘I guess I can take shower in the morning’ she stood up and changed into her pajamas which consisted of plain orange shorts and same colored top with no sleeves.

She thought that as tired as she was she would instantly fall asleep but she was wrong.

She kept on thinking about last days, all those games she played against him, replaying them inside of her mind trying to find her mistakes and clear them.

Blaze on the other hand had similar problem, but in his case he tried to figure it out, why did he enjoy playing with her? Why was he getting excited even though he was better in every aspect of the game.

Why playing against her made him smile?

And so both players slowly went into slumber thinking about each other in different ways.

But they both slept with happy smiles adorning their faces.

Pixel woke up to the same ringtone she used since she got into high school, her eyes were met with gentle rays of sun shining through her window, Pixel got into sitting position and stretched.

Right now, she was in her personal heaven.

Yesterday’s nightmare seemed to simply vanish, she hated being as tired as she was back then, but on the other hand she didn’t get such a good sleep for a looong time.

Pixel stood up and just like she planned yesterday went straight to the bathroom, picking up some random clothes from her shelves along the way.

“Morning Pixi, oh hey would you look at that, you are literally shining.” Her mother said with wide smile on her face, Pixel blushed slightly and nodded.

“Yeah, you look like Knight Blade +13.” Both his daughter and wife chuckled at the comparison.

“Thanks, I just got good bunch of sleep.”

“Oh yes, playing whole nights is always cool but what’s the best is sleeping afterwards, well of course if you can sleep afterwards.”

“Right Button, because if you don’t you might fell asleep on some very important occasions.” Sweetie grinned mischievously and looked at her husband whose face reddened and scowled into a frown.

“That was just one time and long ago!”

“You fall asleep during our date and your face landed in your dish.”

Pixel tried to stifle her laughter with hand, her father didn’t make it easier for her puffing his cheeks in anger.

“Now now Button, calm down or maybe you want me to tell our daughter a story of certain, milk shake race?”

Button jaw fell down, he turned around on one feet and walked away, leaving both his daughter and wife laughing wildly.

“H-Hey mom, what was that about milk shake?”

“I’ll tell you later Pix, here, the toilet all yours, I’ll go and make some pancakes for breakfast, I hope Button won’t be angry for too long.”

Sweetie walked away but turned around just before stepping on the stairs. “Oh I forgot! Pixel, Rarity asked if you could maybe help her on Sunday, she needs a model for hour or two.”

“Mooom, you know I hate doing that.”

“Oh please. Do it for auntie Rarity?” She asked and used the skill she managed to learn to perfection during her childhood.

Puppy eyes.

‘Oh no, not this time, no way.’ Pixel thought to herself and crossed her arms on her chest, her mother used this many times before and this time it wasn’t going to work.

Or so she hoped.

“HMMF, fine. *sigh* I’ll do it.”

Sweetie smiled and proceeded to walk down the stairs.

‘Why couldn’t I inherit that?! I mean this kind of skill would make my life sooo much easier.’ She pondered while getting her clothes off and stepping into the shower.

She turned her shower on and sighed in relief as she felt warm water blissfully clear both her body and mind.

She clenched her fist and smiled “Today I’ll finally get him, I know it.”

Blaze woke up with a solid thud, his eyes shot open and he stared at his ceiling for a few moments before pain in the back of his head made him realize that he’s in fact on the floor.

At least his upper half is, his legs were still laying comfortably on his king sized bed.

He laid there for few minutes.

Or maybe hours, it sure felt like hours.

Blaze decided that’s it’s time to get up, but he quickly realized that his legs weren’t listening to him.

He looked up and starred daggers at his own limbs which carried him all these years before his face scowled into a frown and he stated “Traitors.”

“Excuse me Sir, your mother wanted me to wake you up but it seems that isn’t necessary.” His butler said standing in the door, Blaze turned his head towards him.

“Thank you Sunset, would you be so kind and go tell my mother that I’ll be down for breakfast as soon as I’ll take care of betrayal.”

Sunset Tea, taught by years of experience simply nodded without asking any questions and left the room closing the door as he walked downstairs back to the living room.

Blaze once again stared at the ceiling, he knew he has to stand up sooner or later and go downstairs in order to eat breakfast with his mother and father.

Activity he truly loathed.

But soon his thoughts drifted towards the future, he thought about once again playing against Pix64 and his smile returned once again.

He stood up and started to walk towards his doors and then downstairs, all the while his thoughts were focused on playing against her.

What he didn’t know is that the fate wanted to turn on him and today he wasn’t going to play against her.

The fate who sometimes was called

The Stache.

Author's Notes:

Bad jokes aside, we all know how good it feels to sleep after an all-nighter playing right?

Right?

Or is it just me?