Author's Notes:

Yeah another chapter at last! Sorry for the late update my loyal subjects! Anyway what shenanigans do I have planned for the chapter? Cuddle time! This chapter is dedicated to Spitfire and Trixie. Enjoy!

It was late in the evening at Manehatten Hospital. Spitfire was asleep in Trixie's room, after being granted permission to stay in light of how Trixie ended up there, and a security detail remained as a precaution. Spitfire rested in a chair beside her bed not wanting to leave in case she was attacked again. Fleetfoot had come by earlier wanting to see Trixie but she was out cold when she came by, so she said she'd stop by everyday to make sure she was alright.

Trixie was in good condition if a little malnourished but she was in peak health aside from a bruised head. she dreamed of a time when her fame would rival that of the Wonderbolts and how she'd live off the fame. The bits rolling in, her fans dying to meet and greet her, a lovely assistant for her beck and call, and perhaps a nice marefriend to top it off. The first pony that came to mind was a pegasus. Something that she'd never considered in her life. It left a strange sensation in her heart. It felt heavy. Seeing her made her heart race. She was standing on her hind legs on the balcony which overlooked an open landscape in the night as the moon rose over the horizon making it hard to see the mares features. The mare was wearing a beautiful dress that hung to one side and had a single piece that flowed over her left shoulder with the wind. Her hair and tail resembled fire in compared to her yellow fur.

Trixie approached the mare cautiously towards the mare. She seemed so familiar to her yet, she didn't know who this mare was. The mare turned her head Trixie's head began to throb. Her mares face was blurred and she was speaking. The voice was clear to her but the face wasn't, yet it was all so familiar to her, then she heard a name.

Trixie.

Trixiiieee...

Trixiiieee...

The voice kept calling out to her and with each time her name was spoken, her head ached more to the point where she couldn't stand anymore. She knelt to the ground gripping her head shaking violently as the voice called out to her.

Trixiiieee...

Trixiiieee...

The voice became louder each time her name was spoken. And each time, the pain intensified tenfold. The mare was now turned around completely facing Trixie, her face completely blurred her dress flowing in the wind. The mare approached Trixie slowly tiptoeing closer.

Trixiiieee...

TRIXIIIEEE...

TRIXIIEEEEEEAAAHHHHHHHH!!!

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Trixie woke up screaming waking everypony in the adjacent rooms and alerting the staff who were in seconds after she began screaming. Spitfire was restraining her to the bed the bandages from her head coming undone while the doctor and nurses attempted to calm Trixie down. After a minute she finally managed to calm down. Panting, sweating, Trixie look at her surroundings seeing Spitfire and three nurses.

"What was that?" Spitfire asked still holding Trixie down.

"Trixie... ha... has no Idea..." she looked around to find she was in a hospital. "What happened to Trixie? The last thing she remembers was Fleetfoot talking to her about... something. Then, poof! Nothing." she made a poof gesture with her hooves going cross eyed making Spitfire laugh.

"Well it's good to see you in good spirits Miss Lulamoon. Since you're awake let's talk." the Doctor said standing next to her and Spitfire, while the nurses left closing the door behind them. He examined the clipboard a few seconds before speaking. "Well, good news! There's nothing wrong with you aside from a minor concussion!" He said excited. "Aside from that you are in perfect health, well minor malnutrition but that can be taken care of easily. No injuries aside from that, so we can check you out tomorrow and you won't need to stay. Great huh?"

Trixie was relieved to hear this but Spitfire was a little concerned. "You sure doctor, um?"

"Gore. Doctor Gore Ma'am." Spitfire gave him an odd look at hearing his name. "Yeah I get that a lot. No, the exams showed nothing wrong like I said aside from a minor concussion she's fine. Just make sure she doesn't take on anymore tables and she'll be fine."

"Well if you say so, doc." Spitfire looked over to Trixie smiling at her happy face as the doctor applied a new set of bandages.

"Well I'll leave you two alone then. Have a good night Miss Lulamoon." he said exiting the room.

Spitfire watched as Trixie got comfortable in her bed snuggling under the blanket. Spitfire began to preen her wing as Trixie got comfy. "So um, Spitfire?"

"What is it Trixie?" she said stopping her preening. She looked to see Trixie with her eyes peeking from under the covers.

"Can you stay with Trixie tonight?" she asked looking embarrassed.

Spitfire couldn't help but admire how cute she looked under her little wall of blanket. Like a child hiding from a monster under the bed. Spitfire thought giggling. "OK, fine I'll stay with ya, kiddo."

Trixie popped her entire head from under the covers glaring at the yellow pegasus. "Trixie is no child!" Spitfire was trying hard not to laugh at this point only causing Trixie to scowl. "Ha ha funny old lady. Laugh all you want, but Trixie is a young and beautiful maiden unlike you." Trixie huffed sticking her nose up. Spitfire gained control of herself hopping onto the bed looking at Trixie with a smug grin. "What?" she asked the pegasus.

Spitfire stared at her or a moment patting her on the back. "You'll get there one day too. Then you'll think about what you said and realize how true it really is." Trixie was about to say something but shut her mouth opting to say nothing.

"You're lucky Trixie is in a forgiving mood tonight." she nudged Spitfire with her elbow playfully keeping her serious demeanor.

"Well, I guess I better count my lucky stars for such mercy." she rolled her eyes looking out the window at the night sky. She shook her head. "Nah, too many stars to count. I'd rather just hang with a sweet mare I saved from a psycho bitch instead." she scooted close to Trixie snuggling next to the covered mare. Trixie blushed at the sudden contact and boldness from the mare.

"Sp-Spitfire, we barely met! Yo-you better not violate Trixie's body." she stammered covering herself as if she were caught naked.

"Oh, Trixie I would never violate a beautiful maiden such as yourself." Spitfire stoop doing a mock bow before getting under the covers with Trixie. "I'm just making sure you're safe from any harm. Oh." she looked at Trixie's head seeing the bruise from earlier under the bandages. "Hope you won't take on anymore tables like the doctor said."

Trixie elbowed the mare hard in the side causing her to fall off the bed. Spitfire landed on the floor flailing, she looked up at Trixie who snickered retreating under the covers giggling like a filly. "Oh you so asked for it!" She leapt onto the bed grabbing hold of the unicorn feeling for her under the blanket. She found the struggling unicorns sides and began to tickle her with her hooves. Trixie fought trying to break free but was unable to escape the strong arms that held her in place assaulting her sides.

"OK! OK! hahaha! You win le-let Trixie go this instant!" she said between gasping for breath and laughing to the point it hurt. Spitfire decided to stop before Trixie fell and hurt herself again. She accidentally released Trixie as she pulled with all her might to escape, not realizing Spitfire was about to release her, she flew across the bed going head first over the edge. Seeing it coming, Spitfire lunged catching Trixie twisting her own body falling on the floor cushioning Trixie from the fall. Trixie was about to thank her for the save when she realized the awkward position both had landed in. Somehow Spitfire had grabbed Trixie from the rear end and landed with her crotch in her face. She jumped off landing on the bed blushing hiding under the covers. "Trixie is sorry! Please don't be mad!" She sounded scared like a child pleading for their parents to not scold them after they did something wrong. Spitfire just laid on the ground panting slightly her heart was racing, her cheeks were burning.

She eventually stood up upon hearing Trixie sobbing under the covers. She was shaking so badly the metal bed frame rattled slightly from it. She climbed onto the bed and sat beside the lump in the center. She reached touching the lump causing it to go tense before relaxing onto her. Spitfire wrapped her wings around the blanket taking the rest of it and covering herself as well. After waiting a minute the sobbing stopped and Trixie popped out of the cover resting her head on Spitfire's chest. "Don't worry Trixie. It wasn't your fault." she cooed. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have been roughhousing after you injured your head." she said stroking her mane.

Trixie turned burying her face into Spitfire's neck rubbing against the yellow fur. So warm, and soft. she thought wiping her tears away with the blanket. "Spitfire?"

"Hmm? What's up?"

"Do you hate me?" Trixie asked worried.

Spitfire tightened her grip on the mare pressing her head against her chest. "No Trixie. No I don't hate you. In fact I like you." she placed a hoof under the unicorn's chin raising heir gaze to meet hers. In that moment when their eyes met there was no exchange of words, gestures, or anything. Trixie's heart was racing as she gazed into Spitfire's eyes. Spitfire was in a similar daze looking into Trixie's eyes.

"Trixie"
"Spitfire."

They both paused waiting for the other to speak first. Eventually Trixie was the first to go. "Spitfire, what do you see in Trixie? Is it just another pretty face to add to a long list of temporary championships or is it something more?" she asked averting her gaze.

Spitfire thought hard about this for a minute before the answer hit her. "I see myself in you."

Trixie scoffed at the remark. "That is sooo typical for an answer. I meant what do you really see?" Spitfire looked upset to what she said. She then poked Trixie in the forehead hard. Trixie swatted the hoof away scowling at her but seeing Spitfire was serious she averted her gaze briefly. "Sorry, Trixie didn't realize that you saw yourself in her. Tell you the truth, Trixie doesn't see it."

"And why's that?"

"Trixie is a failure, a liar, and a nopony in the eyes of others. There's nothing good about her."

Spitfire let out a heavy sigh shaking her head. "Trixie... there's a lot about you that's great! You're smart, brave, no you're heroic! You saved several ponies including a filly whose life you changed directly! Not to mention you're beautiful."

Trixie blushed at the comments pushing on Spitfire embarrassed. "Oh shush you. Please continue to praise Trixie." She placed her head on Spitfire's chest stoking the warm yellow fur.

Spitfire giggled at her antics. "Hey you mind if we lay down? My back hurts a bit."

"Sure. Only if Trixie gets to be on top." she said in a sultry tone.

"Shouldn't you take me to dinner first?" Spitfire remarked.

"Oh please." Trixie said pushing her down. "You think that just because you saved Trixie's life you're entitled to her mind, soul, and body? Humph, the nerve of some ponies." she then laid on top of Spitfire resting on her. "But for you Trixie will offer her body warmth for the night." she then kissed the flustered pegasus in the cheek before resting on her. Spitfire blushed as Trixie began fall asleep. After a minute Trixie was out like a light bulb. All the while Spitfire was stroking the sleeping mares mane soon falling to sleep as well. That night the two ponies slept soundly dreaming most wonderful dreams under the watchful moon in the sky.