CategoricalGrant's Crack Cuddling Collaboration Consortium and Compendium
by CategoricalGrant
First published
A collection of pony cuddlefics from multiple site authors- all based around the prompt of the worst possible pairing they could think of.
Let me ask you something: what is the worst pairing of two MLP:FiM characters you can possibly think of? Ok, now imagine them cuddling. Terrible, right?
Well, you know what's worse? A compendium of stories from many site authors aiming to recreate that terrible, sinking feeling in your chest. I do not take responsibility for the editing of these stories- they are in various states of crippling disrepair.
Enjoy! I hope you hate it!
Shining Armor x Chrysalis (RK_Striker_JK_5)
Shining Armor blinked. He blinked again, more to confirm it was dark around him rather than his eyes being closed. He shifted around, confirming that all four of his limbs were still attached, albeit aching something fierce. All right. I'm trapped under some rocks. Shining Armor's horn glowed as he reached out with his telekinesis, but the light quickly died down. Okay, way too many to shift. Twily and her friends were off to the side of the cave-in, so I should be getting help soon. No need to panic, Shiny. Just– He shifted around, finding his backside butting into something warm behind him. Something with a smooth, hard, outer layer...
“Why hello, my Prince! I was wondering when you'd notice me back here.”
Shining Armor's heart froze as Chrysalis spoke. His horn lit up once more, and he craned his head around as much as he could in the confined space. Sure enough, right behind him, the former queen of the Changelings lay there, her body pressed firmly against his and limbs gently resting over his body. “Son of a diamond dog,” he breathed out.
Chrysalis grinned at him. “Comfortable? We might be here a while. That was a rather big cave-in. Exciting, too! Gets the blood pumping, doesn't it?” She fluttered her eyes at him and flicked her forked tongue out into the air.
Shining Armor stared at her. “Please don't. I'd prefer not to have to gouge my eyes out with my own severed horn.”
Chrysalis cackled. “Oh, Shiny! So funny. You might want to get comfortable, darling. Who knows if anyone else survived the cave-in? We might have to share body heat.”
Any rejoinder was silenced as a small flash of light gained their attention. A tiny, translucent image of Twilight Sparkle's head appeared. “Shiny? Shiny! Oh, thank Celestia you're all right.”
Shining Armor tossed his head in Chrysalis' direction. “Depends on your definition of 'all right', Twily.”
Twilight's eyes widened. “Ho, boy. Well, the good news is everyone else is all right. Starlight and I are going to clear the debris covering you and... Chrysalis in about a minute. We have to proceed cautiously, to make sure we don't accidentally crush you. Hang tight. We'll have you out as quickly as possible!”
Chrysalis craned her head around as much as she could. “Take your time, Twily!” she called out, even as Twilight's head disappeared. “Oh, and I was just getting comfy.”
Shining Armor wiggled around. “Can't you, I don't know, change into something smaller?”
Chrysalis growled. She waved her head about. “This magic-inhibitor ring your 'dear' sister slipped onto my horn prevents me from doing any magic,” she said, doing her best to draw attention to a small band of shining silver metal around her jagged horn. “In all seriousness, if I could, I'd change into something big and strong and get us both out of here.”
The surrounding area started rumbling slightly. Shining Armor nickered. “If you're expecting thanks, forget it. After everything you've done, in general and specifically to my family and I?”
Chrysalis drew back slightly. “You forgave Starlight Glimmer,” she said.
“Starlight's worked hard to earn our forgiveness,” Shining Armor said.
Twilight's head appeared again. “Shiny, we're at the layer right above you.” She swallowed, and even through the translucence, nervousness could be seen. “Could you two... move together, to minimize what we've got to move and make sure we don't hurt either of you?” Her gaze shot to the left. “And don't try anything funny, Chrysalis!”
Chrysalis smirked. “Oh, me? I wouldn't dream of it” She slid her body forward. “Scooch back, Shiny. Princess' orders, this time!”
Shining Armor ground his teeth together, but slid his body back as much as he could. It pressed firmly against Chrysalis' underside. He felt her heartbeat, her breath. He closed his eyes. Out of this soon, out of this soon...
The rocks immediately above their heads finally started shifting. Light pierced their little hovel as the rocks floated away. Starlight Glimmer and twilight Sparkle stood over them, horns glowing as they freed the two. “Thank Celestia!” Starlight cried out. She looked down at the pair. “How are you?”
Chrysalis leaned in close to Shining Armor's ear. “Was it good for you?”
A white blur shot out of the hole, landing next to Twilight.
Chrysalis shrugged. “Well, can't blame a girl for trying.”
Cozy Glow x Tirek (taddy1012)
Cozy glow and Triek were in Tartarus just talking to pass the time. Suddenly, there was a flash of light and they were free!
“We’re freeee!!!” Cozy glow shouted
Triek was distracted by something else. He was no longer a miserable, weak, shrimp. Instead he was big and strong. “Hooray” He shouted. “I can’t believe it. I’m big And strong again.
So they went on relaxing before they were to make plans to take over Equestria. After 4 days, they were ready to start the planning to rule Equestria.
“Sooo, what are we going to do? I doubt we can drain magic out of equestria again, and that you can suck it out of them yet.” Cozy glow complained.
“Ahh, but that is where you are wrong, you know how to drain magic, as I do, and I have taught you well. So, we know that, yes we want the magic gone from others, and have it all to ourselves. But I do fear that it will not be enough.” Triek said.
“You know what, that is a good start. And I think I have a good backup or add on. While I was at the school of friendship, I learned that friendship is the most powerful thing there is. And, Twilight and her bothersome friends always use it to ‘save the day’. So if we us friendship and teamwork, as well as suck friendship out of them, we could be a good start. But, to make absolute sure, we can steal the ponies cutie marks, like Starlight Glimmer did. With a few alterations, you could suck out the magic and friendship magic out like a changeling would love. I think that those, along with our own magical friendship, we would beat those little prissy ponies no prob.” Cozy glow suggested.
Triek was shocked. He knew that her idea to drain all the magic from Equestria was big thinking, and a source of inspiration, but this was totally unexpected. Triek loved the idea. With him and Cozy glow working together, as she suggested, there would be no need to worry.
“Cozy glow, that is genius!” Triek exclaimed.
“Well, I do have my moments.” Cozy glow replied.
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Later they were sitting around a campfire together telling stories, and roasting marshmallows.
Triek was just starting to notice how clever, relatable, and even pretty Cozy glow was. Cozy glow was also noticing how she now saw Triek as more than just an ali. He was her friend. She also took note of his knowledge, muscle, and sense of humor. But then all of a sudden, they were in a small cage together, real close. The cage started to shrink, pushing them together closer and closer. Then, it got really cold. They saw no choice but as to snuggle to keep warm. As they lay together, Cozy glow started blushing. She couldn’t believe she was this close to the centaur of her dreams. In the meanwhile, Triek was getting pretty nervous and sweaty too.
“Triek?” Cozy glow asked
“Yes?” He responded.
“How you see me? How do you see.... us?” Cozy wondered
This caught Triek off guard. What was he suppose to tell her, that he liked her?
“W- well,” he stuttered, “I... I.``he sighed. “ I’m not quite sure. You are very clever, and smart, genius, relatable, and....”
“And?” Cozy glow prodded.
“ pretty” he whispered muttered.
“Uh, excuse me, but could you repeat that, and a little louder, so I can hear you?” Cozy glow asked.
“Pretty” he mumbled. He thought that she hadn’t heard him, and was going to ask again. But, she had heard this time. She couldn’t believe it, but she was happy.
“Uh” Triek started “what do you think of this… setup? What I mean is that, you and I, working together.” Triek said, hoping to change the subject.
“I think that you and I working together, those ponies don’t stand a chance. I mean, we are so good. I mean with my cleverness and acting skills, plus your knowledge, muscle, and who knows what else, we can do anything. After All, we do make a great team.” Cozy glow said.
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Time passed on, and they were bored, they mostly talked throughout the night. The topics of different ideas, hobbies, opinions on certain foods, and so on, were discussed. But then Cozy asked
“What is the one thing you desire most? And then, your top 3 wishes.” She was expecting Triek to say ruling Equestria, or something like that. In the meanwhile, Triek was thinking. He definitely wanted to rule Equestria, with Cozy by his side. To also break the spirits of his enemies, with Cozy glow’s idea that he would put into action. And, just to find out how she came to want to rule Equestria as much as he did.
“Well, for my 3 wishes, I would like to rule Equestria together, to break the spirit’s of Twilight Sparkle and her friends, and I really don’t know what else.” Triek replied.
“As do I’’ Cozy agreed.
They just laid there for a while, and since it was still cold, lying close together. Then Cozy glow did something, she started snuggling next to Triek. He was taken aback. Some thoughts started running through head like, “does she like me, or is she just cold” or “ I can’t believe this is happening”
“Are you cold” he asked.
“Not really.” She replied.
Triek was then thinking why, if she wasn’t cold, was she cuddling with him. Then Triek started to lean in. Cozy glow noticed this, and she started to lean in also, .... WITH HER EYES CLOSED!!!
Triek started to close his eyes, and in about several moments, their lips met in a passionate kiss. After about 15 seconds, they broke apart, neither really knowing what had just happened. Then the cage disappeared, and the sun was shining.
“Uh, what just happened?” Cozy glow wondered.
“I have no clue” replied Triek
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IN THE MEANWHILE....
Grogar and Chrysalis were looking through Grogar's crystal ball.
“Nice going” Chrysalis commented.
“Oh, isn’t it” Grogar chuckled.
“I’ve waited so long for them to do that. I totally shipped them right from the beginning.” Chrysalis said.
“Now, they have the chance to as happy as us.” Grogared smiled.
“Agreed. Now, shall we pick up where we left off?” Chrysalis purred.
“Indeed, my pet. Now thats enough talking. It’s time we started taking action.”
Grogar and Chrysalis started cuddling, hugging and smooching.
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SO, WHILE NEITHER COZY GLOW AND TRIEK, OR GROGAR AND CHRYSALIS TOOK OVER EQUESTRIA, THEY GOT MARRIED AND LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER.
-THE END!!!
Author's Notes:
'Tirek' is written 'Triek' in this story for some reason but I'm too lazy to edit this and I don't understand how macros work
-CategoricalGrant
Mudbriar x Trixie (IReadYouWrite)
Eyes closed, she thought. Keep those eyes closed.
The two cockatrices hissed loudly at each of lost travelers: one light blue pony wearing a cape and hat and a subtle brown, long and leaner pony. At the right moment, they would be no match for their mighty gaze.
Great idea, Starlight, she thought, we should have never split up in here! We have to get out of here! But how will Trixie distract them? Maybe some of her famous stage magic could help.
“Listen to me, Mudbriar,” she told him, “on the count of three, Trixie will set off a smoke cloud, which might give us just enough time to run right of this forest.”
“Got it,” he replied.
“Okay,” she said. “One…”
The cockatrice felt much closer than she thought, but she dared not open her eyes to risk the chance of stone imprisonment.
“Two…”
Almost right on them. Just a bit closer…
“Three!” she yelled, throwing down the cloud. Smoke was enveloping the surrounding around, confusing the mythical beasts, which gave a small window for the two to escape their demise.
Mudbriar led the way out of the deadly passage, with Trixie not too far behind. It was easy enough to backtrack, at least for the moment, but once they hit a clearing with a hollow tree, eight different paths shot out each looking as ominous and unpromising as the next.
“Do you know which way we went in?” he asked, looking at her, then down a few of the roads.
Trixie’s mind went blank. Every path looked the same! What if this all just an elaborate trick set by the monsters in this forest? Or even a nightmare that Princess Luna is watching over right now?
Behind them, they heard these things take flight. It was now or never.
“That way!” she said, ultimately picking a random direction, hoping to lose them first.
Both ran down the dark and mysterious path, which only seemed to get smaller and more entangled in branches. Mudbriar jumped and ducked surprisingly nimbly through the foliage, and Trixie was doing well too.
Until a branch snagged onto her cape.
The sudden stop almost made her fall face first, but she caught herself and started struggling on the wall of branches. She was making no progress, and the monsters were closing in.
Mudbriar had turned himself around and tried his best to help Trixie get unstuck. But even with his help, they weren’t getting anywhere. So, he had an idea that he knew she might not like.
“Take off the cape.”
“What?!”
“Take it off,” he said again. “It’s no use. The cockatrices could be here anytime!”
“But…” she started. Losing this felt like losing a part of her, but he was right, it’s either this or she turns to stone.
She ducked out of the hat and cape, running away from the loud screeching of the cockatrices, who likely were growing very impatient. No telling of how close or far they were, they just needed to run. And run they did, for what seemed like days. In fact, the cockatrices soon became the least of their problems.
“Umm…” she said. “Where are we?”
Mudbriar looked at her. “You said to go this way,” he said, impatience rising.
Trixie sheepishly faced away. “Well…”
Mudbriar facehoofed. “I should have known better…”
Trixie scoffed. “Well, excuse Trixie for thinking on the spot!”
Mudbriar sighed with exasperation. Stone imprisonment sounded better than being lost right now. Nevertheless, he pushed onward and walked down the path and peeked into some trees.
Trixie looked at him, confused. “What are you doing? Shouldn’t we try to backtrack?”
“And risk finding the cockatrices again?” he replied sharply. “No, thank you.”
“How else are we going to find them?” she shot back.
“Easy,” he said, brushing back a large leaf, which revealed a small clearing surround by trick trees on one side. “They are going to find us.”
Trixie stood still; her complexion obviously confounded. “But what if they are waiting for us?”
“Maud and Starlight are pretty smart…” he told her.
Trixie took note of his unhelpful response. “That doesn’t answer my question!”
“Trixie,” he said. “Quite frankly, I don’t think you know your way out of here, so you can’t lead us out.”
“Trixie has fine intuition, thank you very much!”
“Regardless,” he said. “I don’t know my way around here, so I can’t either. The best idea we have is to stay here and wait for them.”
Trixie wanted to argue but realized that he did have a point. “I-I’d rather go and… Ugh! Fine,” she conceded. “They are probably looking for us…”
“Then it’s settled,” he said. “Now come here. It’s best not to stay directly on the path. This clearing offers some protection on the far side. Nothing will penetrate through these thick acacia trees.”
Trixie groaned as Mudbriar went stick-obsessed again. Something about this forest must fascinate him.
“Technically,” he added, taking note of the structure. “The weave and patterns of these are local only to the Everfree, and it is abnormal for a tree of this size to grow off of the path and warp to this magnitude.” He walked over to it and bumped it with his hoof, sounding solid. “Sturdy as ever,” he told her.
Trixie was on the verge of exploding, which wasn’t only Mudbriar’s fault; it was mostly Starlight’s. her day of helping and hindering irked her the most. How easy would it have been to take the day off? She focused back onto Mudbriar, who was still fascinated by the foliage and forestry and in mid-explanation of another seemingly useless fact about the hardiness of the protective tree. She interrupted him.
“Look, Mudbriar,” she told him, breaking his sermon and focus. “Trixie has had quite a day today and she would like to rest for a bit. So, if you could keep your lesson to yourself, Trixie would appreciate it.”
“Oh,” he replied. “Okay.” That was a polite way to say: ‘shut up’.
Trixie softly spoke to herself. “All, Trixie needs now is some peace and—" Trixie was interrupted by nature as she faceplanted into a small patch of mud, which left the imprint of a mask onto her.
And that was the straw that broke the pony’s back.
Trixie groaned and turned away, flinging the mud off her face. She screamed out to nopony in particular. “Oh, Trixie has had enough!” She dropped down onto the ground a few feet back and internally felt a hint of regret as she felt how cold and brittle this forest’s ground was. However, she hid any hint of it and instead shouted back at Mudbriar. Surprisingly, it was not another insult: “What a disaster today was!”
He hesitated slightly. “…I’d ask you what happened but…”
“First,” Trixie yelled immediately, “my best friend doesn’t even make any time for this party because she has to ‘help the students’.”
“That is her job…”
“Second,” she spoke, practically ignoring his outbursts and venting her anger, “whatever time she did make was mixed up and meaningless! We didn’t even get to make that special cake properly! I had spent weeks badgering Mrs. Cake for her recipe and that was the only night she could teach us! But noooo…”
Mudbriar stayed silent.
“Starlight couldn’t even make ONE minute work!” she continued. “And every time anything seemed to be going right, she swooped in and ruined it!”
Mudbriar began digging a small hole in the dirt.
“Not to mention the fact that we’re lost in one of the most dangerous forests, at night, with no way to signal our friends, off the path, and more importantly, Trixie has lost her signature cape and her hat!” she vented. “If a timberwolf came and ate us, that would be great. Trixie wants to hold the record for the worst day imaginable…”
Mudbriar held up a hoof. “During this time of year, and not to mention that it’s already night, timberwolves will typically be sleeping or planning for hibernation, which would be quite late, I might add,” he interjected. “So technically, the chances of us being attacked by a timberwolf are nonexistent.”
Trixie facehoofed and sighed. “Trixie wasn’t looking for an explanation.”
“Hmph. Well, at least get your facts straight…”
Trixie groaned, knowing it was going to be a long night. She rested her head onto the ground, as a gust of wind blew through the forest, which sent a chill down her spine. Reflexively, she folded her front hooves over her, shivering slightly.
“Trixie is just fine,” she mumbled to herself. “The wind will stop eventually…”
She waited for a minute, which soon became two. Three. Five. Ten. It showed no signs of stopping. If anything, it seemed to be getting worse. If only she had her cape…
“Curse this unnatural weather…” she heard Mudbriar say, who didn’t seem to be faring any better with this cold.
It all seemed like a sick game. Out of all the possible options of ponies that could get lost in this forest, it had to be the two that would have the most trouble getting along.
However, Trixie tried to keep her mind calm and ignored the chilling wind and rustling leaves. Her hat would have helped to dampen the noise and her cape could have functioned as a blanket, but she lost both of those in the escape. She closed her eyes and tried to nod off. She tossed and turned to find a comfortable position, but nothing worked. It was no use. That left her with only one idea, but she didn’t like it at all.
Trixie stood up walking over to Mudbriar. “Okay,” she said, “normally Trixie wouldn’t do this, but it appears that we’re at an impasse.”
“Technically,” Mudbriar corrected, “‘impasse’ isn’t the correct word to use in this scenario…”
“Regardless,” she said, her very small amount of patience actively wearing thinner. She took a deep breath and finished her thought. “I take it that neither of us expected tonight to be this cold, and Trixie certainly can’t rest by herself in this… abnormally cold weather, so we need to take drastic actions.”
Mudbriar turned to look at her. “Are you implying what I think you’re implying?”
“Yes,” Trixie said with very little enthusiasm, “we have to conserve heat by… getting closer.”
Mudbriar lifted a hoof. “Technically,” he said, “the term you’re looking for is ‘cuddling’.”
“Trixie knows that!” she spat back. “She just refused to use that word is all!”
“Cuddling is not necessarily a romantic term,” he clarified.
“What it is and what it isn’t doesn’t matter!” she snapped. “What matters is that we must.”
Mudbriar smirked. “Slow down there, Trixie,” he joked. “I’m taken.”
“I-I meant that…” she stammered angrily, “You know what Trixie means!”
Mudbriar chuckled but stopped after Trixie gave him a death glare. He knew she wasn’t the easiest of ponies to get along with and he knew to badger her didn’t help matters.
Trixie calmed herself before speaking to him again. “Since you seem to be so excited to… share a close proximity with The Great and Powerful Trixie…”
Quite the contrary, he thought.
“…she will have to lay down some ground rules.”
All of this was sounded rather formal; it was only a close cuddle between two acquaintances who shared no intimate feelings whatsoever and purely for a survival purpose to distract both from the abnormally cold and windy weather as their friends searched for them, he thought.
Or maybe he was looking too deep into it.
She cleared her throat. “First, we go at Trixie’s speed, not yours.”
“Ok.”
“Second,” she added. “This is strictly to stay warm, not anything else.”
“Ok.”
“And most importantly,” Trixie said, shooting him a look before this whole uncomfortable ordeal. “Do NOT try anything stupid.”
Mudbriar raised a hoof in the air close to his face. “Of course,” he said. “I promise.”
Trixie sighed and walked by the sitting Mudbriar, finally resting alongside his left side, and rolling over to her right, as Mudbriar followed suit, albeit slowly as any wrong move would likely result in pain from the irritated Trixie.
Nothing much happened for a good thirty seconds, save for a whoosh of the tree leaves every time a particularly stronger wind came through. They had rested behind a stone which provided some protection, but the howling wind would leave a biting chill every so often.
Trixie folded her forelegs, breathing softly, and had one back hoof tapping, showing signs of impatience.
Mudbriar sat still as a stone.
She cracked. “Well, what are you waiting for?” she asked. “Embrace the Great and Powerful Trixie!”
Without any hesitation, Mudbriar grasped Trixie, pulling her close, providing her a pocket of warmth against his chest.
Trixie held her breath for a moment, tensing up. She was expecting the worst; a frigid and unwelcome monstrosity. What she got was quite the opposite. Dare she say it would have been warmer than her cape. She relaxed and released her breath. It probably looked a bit awkward, but it was certainly better than trying to rest by herself.
“Is… this okay?” Mudbriar asked, sounding a bit unsure.
Trixie was taken aback by this strange, but oddly welcoming cuddle. “Y-yes,” she said, a bit shaky, but matter of fact. “This is fine.”
“Would… you like to get more comfortable?” he asked.
Trixie stopped. Did she? Or did she just want to get this night over with? That was it. Tell him.
“Yes.”
Wait, what? Why did I say that? Tell him that this is already too much!
“Yes, please.” Gah!
“Okay,” he said. “To make this better you need to…”
Trixie rolled over to meet him in the eye. What am I doing?! Trixie, stop!
“…face me…” he said, somewhat confused. “Okay, now place your…”
She shuffled her back hooves, out of instinct, to intertwine them within his. For Celestia’s sake, please stop me!
“Now…”
She nestled her head underneath his chin, her mane offering a soft, pillowy substance for both her and Mudbriar. Why am I doing this? And how do I know what he’s going to say?
Mudbriar chuckled. “I feel like I don’t even need to say anything…”
Trixie blushed slightly, trying to hide it under part of her mane, but he noticed her and gripped her body a bit tighter and pulled her closer to his chest, prompting a small eep from Trixie.
“Too much?” he said, releasing some pressure.
Trixie, who was usually arrogant and confident, only managed to spit out a sheepish response.
“N-no!” she said. Why do you feel so light and giddy right now? This is Maud’s boyfriend! Don’t betray her trust! Ohh, but why is he so good at this? Ah, why do I care?! I shouldn’t like this. This doesn’t feel right! This isn’t right! This. Isn’t. Right.
This is… soooo right… Soooo riiiight. Oh, sweet Celestia, this is soooo right.
Her demons in her head vanished and now it was on. Out came the soft, fluffy, and snuggly Trixie, a side she never knew existed.
“Trixie… wants… more…” she said quietly.
“Huh?” Mudbriar only heard a whisper and wanted to make sure he took things slow. Any wrong move with Trixie could be unfavorable. She wasn’t the most easygoing of ponies and usually stuck to her grounds.
Best to… wait, what is she doing?
She had moved her head closer to his, closed her eyes, and nuzzled his cheek with hers, softly humming.
Mudbriar’s face grew an intense shade of red as he tried to keep his cool. W-what’s happening? Why the sudden proximity and affection? This can’t the same pony from a few minutes ago.
Trixie opened her eyes and placed her hooves around him. She had never felt so carefree and lighthearted and desperately needed more attention.
And that was what she was going to get, one way or another. She gave him a command:
“Pet me.”
“Huh?”
“Pet me,” she reiterated. “Please…”
“O-Okay,” Mudbriar said shakily. Had Trixie’s sudden transformation broken him? Why was she so willing and cooperative now? Best not to toy with this; give her what she wants…
He placed his hoof on her mane, slowly stroking from front to back, every so often applying a bit more pressure and changing speed. He was met with a soft purring from the serene Trixie, who five minutes would have assaulted this stallion for trying anything of the sort.
Trixie’s tail happily swished around. Whatever feeling was enveloping her, it was amazing. She got to thinking: What was so special about Mudbriar? Why did she feel so welcome and cared for in his hooves? Maud must know how to pick them.
It was at this point that she felt a bit guilty that she was closely cuddling and nuzzling with Maud’s boyfriend, but…
What she won’t know won’t hurt her, Trixie thought.
Releasing her grip from him, she buckled her front hooves slightly, moved closer to his chest, and began nuzzling him again.
Mudbriar wrapped his hooves around her into a warm embrace, brushing her mane, this time being very delicate, smooth, and slow to ensure a peaceful and caring atmosphere in this creepy, haunting, and deadly forest.
Trixie, after basking in the pure delight of another Mudbriar petting session, first broke the silence, offering a compliment: “Trixie commends you on your cuddling ability.”
Mudbriar chuckled. “You’re not half-bad yourself…” he said.
Trixie moved her hoof up to his face. “You’re right. Trixie is pretty good. Better than most, she’d admit. Tell me, is there anything she can’t do?”
Mudbriar brushed back her mane out of her face. “Keep her clothes on in the Everfree.”
Trixie shot him a playful look and a soft jab into his chest. Sure, she felt a bit guilty about cuddling her friend’s boyfriend, but how could she have resisted?
She grew curious about the other two. Hopefully, they weren’t in too much of a panic.
“How long until they find us?” Trixie asked him.
He shrugged slightly. “Who knows?” he said. “We might have to stay all night like this.”
Trixie giggled. “I like the sound of that,” she said as she nestled underneath his chin with a very big smile on her face as Mudbriar reached over her and pulled her tighter.
Listening closely, she could hear his soft and metronomic heartbeat, which soon lulled her into a deep slumber.
Mudbriar stayed awake for as long as he could, feeling overprotective, but soon fell victim to pure exhaustion as he closed his eyes and immediately slept.
On the opposite side of the forest lay two ponies: a light purple unicorn and a gray earth pony with a faded purple mane.
Starlight raised her head slowly, wondering about something.
“How long until they find us?” she asked.
Maud pulled her back down and yanked her closer. “Don’t ruin the moment.”
Starlight giggled as the two came close again, but she persisted with her previous thought. “Seriously,” she asked. “How long until they find us?”
Maud enlightened her; stone faced as ever. “Maybe they’re doing the same thing.”
“Trixie and Mudbriar?” Starlight said in disbelief. “Yeah, good one. Trixie won’t let anypony come close to her.”
“Anything can happen,” she added, rolling onto her back.
“Yeah,” Starlight said, rolling onto hers as well. “Anything can happen…”
The breezy weather seemed to slow down as the two leaned into each other to watch the stars in the recently cleared night sky.
Princess Celestia x Crack 2nd Person Anon (TheWingman)
It's not every day that you get pulled through some interdimensional rift in a lake. It's also not every day that said rift lead to a land populated by pastel colored ponies. At first, you felt like an alien on a strange world, sticking out like the sorest of thumbs. Yet, to your surprise, you were welcomed with open arms... or hooves. Even with the occasional slur of ‘hairless monkey’, you got along with the populace of your new home called Equestria.
Being the sole interdimensional immigrant, you caught the attention of the land’s two monarchs, Luna and Celestia, sisters responsible for the cycle of night and day. Both of them possessed near god-like power yet were humble, earning the respect of their subjects. Unlike her younger sister, Celestia was easy going and gentle by nature. With her, you formed a friendship that you cherished. Yet, there was one thing you were wary of her.
Snuggles, Celestia ABSOLUTELY enjoys snuggles from her subjects. You’ve heard stories about how great a cuddler she was from the guards. With every word about it that passed their lips, they described it as perfect, knowing every individual pony’s desired comfort. It was almost as if she could read minds. Though it all sounded nice and pleasant, there was one quirk about you.
You… were a touch-me-not, a huge one at that.
Due to your strength, you were able to find gainful employment working in construction. Through sweat and exertion, you were able to make a comfortable living in the capital of Canterlot. Your human strength drew you a great deal of praise from the city and a few drinking buddies on the side. Outdoors and some fresh air, life in Equestria wasn’t bad at all.
“Sir Anon,” A passing guard said as you finished hammering in a nail. “a moment please?” You climbed down from your ladder, looking upon the guard.
“Good day to you, good sir.” You answered back, “To who do I owe the pleasure?”
“That would be Princess Celestia.” Your brows perked up from the utterance of her name, “She requests your presence immediately.”
Immediately, huh? You thought to yourself, I have been keeping good time at work lately. Hmmm… why the heck not. “Okay, lead the way then.”
Hopping in a nearby carriage, you were driven to the palace grounds by two of Equestria’s finest. All throughout the ride, you heard hushed murmurs from the drivers. It wasn’t legible to you and not even the slightest clue was given as to what they said. What could they be talking about? Does it have to do with why Celestia wanted to see you? Well, there was only one way to find out.
Stopping in front of the palace steps, you walked up to the enormous double doors, ornate as the palace itself. With a nod to the guards, they opened them, allowing your entry. Walking along the large hall, your eyes were met with the sight of your alicorn friend, sitting upon her throne. He smile was enough to pierce the soul of any creature. Her aura… was it ever calming and welcoming?
“Greetings, Anon.” Celestia giggled, “I hoped that your day was fruitful.”
“That it was, your highness.” You took a bow, “It was all in a days work.” Celestia flew from her throne, touching your cheek with one of her soft wings.
“There’s no need to bow in my presence. This isn’t a formal gathering.”
“Sorry about that.” You got up from your stance, “Old habits die hard.”
“Indeed.”
“So, what is it you brought me here for?” A sly smile drew on her face, making you nervous. It wasn’t one of her normal smiles. Intent radiated from it. What does she want from you?
“You’ve been a most curious creature since your arrival.” Celestia starts to circle you like a shark, a very fluffy one, “Yet, despite your strange physical attributes, you’re a kind soul. It’s the exact reason why I trust you as a friend.” Her tone bordered on flirting. Already, chills were creeping down your spine. Does she want to court you? It was a farcry from her loving nature.
“Celestia, what are you getting at?”
“You see, Anon, I want you to cuddle with me tonight.”
That’s what she wanted you for. It all made sense with her friendlier than usual demeanor. Though you admired her, you didn’t like to be cuddled, not even a hug. Time and time again, you explained that you didn’t want to. As always, she got more persistent.
“Uhhh Celestia, I thought we’ve been over this.” You stuttered with a nervous laugh, “I don’t like that kind of contact.”
“Come on, my two-legged friend.” Celestia rubbed her snout against your cheek, causing you to recoil with discomfort, “You’ll enjoy it. I can make it the most comfortable experience of your life.”
“Listen, I know you mean well. But the answer is no. Being touched like that creeps me out.” Celestia’s expression shifted to that of determined annoyance. When she wanted her snuggles, she wanted
“You know, I’ve been patient about this for the year you’ve been here. Time and time again, you stubbornly refused my requests. So now, my patience has run out with you.” Her face grew to a scowl sending a wave of steadily growing terror down your spine, “ You will cuddle me… or else!”
Fear filled your mind as you tried to back away. With her powers and equal capacity for mercy and anger, Celestia could just as flatten you as she could give you a tickle. You liked her as a friend yet her new demeanor made you scared of her. Just as she was about to pounce you, a guard approached her and began whispering into her ear.
“What?” She gasped, “Fine, I’ll come to take care of it.” Celestia then turns to you with a thinly veiled grimace, “Apologies, but my darling niece is having trouble with her daughter and I sigh have to go take care of it.” She starts walking towards the double doors, “This doesn’t mean you’re off the hook, human. You’ll be confined to one of the guest quarters until I return. Guards, please escort our guest to his room.”
With a stomp of her hooves, two guards flanked you, ordering you to follow them. The room you were forced into looked comfy enough. Yet, it was essentially your prison cell. Hearing the doors lock up, you paced and paced around your room for hours, worrying yourself to oblivion.
“Oh god,” You muttered, panicking like mad, “worst. Day. EVER! I feel like I’m going to have a damn panic attack at this rate! I hate being snuggled!” Looking towards the window leading to a balcony, you saw the door was opened. Though you suspect it as a trap, it was a risk you had to take. It was your only ticket to freedom. “I gotta get outta here!”
With the power of your human brain, you tore down the curtains and tied them to bed sheets. Using your makeshift rope, you rappelled down to the other balcony below. Luckily, you landed near the library and the doors weren’t locked.
“I hope that eggheaded student of hers isn’t around.” You muttered as you stealthily exited the library. Looking around, back and forth, you found a small alcove and ducked from the sight of a nearby patrol. Catching your breath, you began to formulate your escape plan. “Okay, cut through the royal garden, sneak in an outbound wagon, and duck out in the Everfree Forest for the next week. Hopefully, I’ll survive that if a manticore doesn’t snack on me.”
Just as you were about to step out from your hiding spot, you heard the ringing of bells sound off. Followed by the sounds of shields clanging and a storm of vocal commands, your escape has been noticed and now every guard throughout the palace was on the hunt… for you.
“Oh, crap.” You whispered as you began to move as fast as your legs could carry. You did your best to duck from any passing patrol. Sadly, your luck was not infinite. Turning around, your gaze was met by a group of armored ponies, all armed with spears.
“There he is!” One guard shouted as he and his squad started running toward you. Heart racing like a wild rabbit, you kicked your legs into high gear, jumping over anything that stood in your way, crates, ledges, and the occasional pony.
“After him! Don’t let him escape!”
“I. am NOT! going to be snuggled!”
You yelled as you ran through the halls. Turning every corner you could, you tried shaking your pursuers to the best of your abilities. You felt your stamina getting lower and lower the longer you ran. The mere thought of being outpaced by colorful equines seemed laughable to you but a real possibility nonetheless.
Seeing the royal kitchen opened, you took advantage of a temporary calm to duck right in and lock the door. Though you were safe for the time being, you had to act fast. Seeing a few windows nearby, you started to make a break for them only to be stopped by a bright flash of light, heralding the arrival of Luna. Though more regal than her older sister, she was rational and agreeable.
“Sir Anon,” Luna spoke up, “what do you think you’re doing?!” Her presence made you all sorts of nervous. The way she spoke and carried herself gave off an air of intimidation. “I ask again. What do you think you’re doing?!”
“I-I~ Your sister lost her mind, that’s what!” You blurt out.
“How so, human?”
“Are you kidding me?! Do you not see all those guards out there looking for me?! Celestia is doing all that just so she could cuddle me! I kept telling her that I don’t like being cuddled with! She’s gone totally bananas for crying out loud!”
Tia, ugh! Luna groaned internally, All this for cuddles? This is unbecoming of a monarch! “Okay. Though it goes against any devotion to my sister, I can’t honestly allow these theatrics to continue any further.”
“What are you going to do, luna?” With a flash and flicker of her horn, Luna created a glowing white portal while somehow materializing a bag of bits out of thin air, “What? Are you seriously helping me?”
“I wouldn't be doing something of this sort if my dear sister has been grossly misusing resources for a simple cuddle. This portal will take you two miles away from Canterlot. You’ll have enough bits to keep yourself for a week.”
“Are you sure this isn’t some trap? This better not be a sick joke!”
“If there’s anything I’m known for, a liar isn’t one of them.” Luna said in a reassuring voice, “Hurry before she senses my spell!”
Feeling the time window growing short, the leap of faith was all you had. Seeing it as your only chance... or option, you gripped your bits and took a big leap through the portal with your eyes closed. As you feel yourself hitting the hard ground, you took a big sigh of relief, opening your eyes to what you thought was sweet freedom.
But... you were wrong. So wrong.
You were not outside, oh no. You were in the royal bedchambers of Celestia. There, she stood before you wearing the slyest grin. Angry, fearful, your brain went into full panic mode as the reality set in.
“Damn it, Luna! You screamed in anger, soon replaced with fear, “What the hell!”
“You can curse my sister’s name all you want, Anon.” Celestia said with a laugh accentuated with a moan, stepping ever closer to you, “It will do you no good. I have you right where you should be and there’s no escape… for you”
Your heart rate skyrocketing, sweat running down your forehead, you looked into the face of cuddly, fluffy, soft terror. Fear reaching its peak, you let out a blood-curdling scream before turning around and opening the door. To your despair, it was locked, magically with a seal. It stayed shut no matter how hard you pulled. All you could hear was the playful laughter from the solar alicorn.
“LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!!!” You screamed as you pound on the door, “Celestia, this isn’t funny! STOP!” She didn’t listen, only giving a mischievous grin in return. She let out another chuckle, followed by a nod.
“Oh Anon, you don’t seem to realize my position here. I am one of the rulers of this land and can get what I want WHEN I want. When I want cuddles, I will get them! I will not be stopped. Not by you, or the other princesses, or the elements, or anypony! I will get my snuggles or I will take them myself!”
With another terror filled scream, your eyes darted around, catching sight of her balcony window opened wide. Making a break for it, your hopes were dashed when an unseen force repelled you back, sending you against a nearby wall. The impact left you stunned, head spinning and aching all over.
“Humans, stubborn they are.”
Using her magic, Celestia Enveloped you in an aura of sparkling yellow, launching you into a pile of pillows. Coming to, the pillows felt soft, warm, and relaxing to the touch. Yet, your sense of fear kept you tense, denying you relaxation. As your eyes scanned the room once more, Celestia was nowhere to be found.
“Where the hell is she?!” You hyperventilate, “I don’t wanna be cuddled!”
“You are already cuddled.”
“What?”
With no warning whatsoever, a pair of soft warm hooves gently wrapped themselves around your midsection. The contact sent your mind in all directions, causing you to thrash around in a panic. Yet, the embrace grew tighter and tighter as a flow of four colors came into view. There was no way out of her hooves… her soft, fluffy hooves.
“There’s no use fighting it, Anon.” Celestia cooed as your resistance whittled down, “My cuddles are the stuff of legend.”
“No! I’m… I’m…”
“I understand your fears, my little human. I assure you that I wouldn’t hurt you personally. Please, just relax.”
As your willpower eroded further, your body began to feel warmer and more relaxed. With that, a veil of calm flooded your mind. It didn’t feel so bad after all. You even began to enjoy it. Whether you suspect it to be her magic was irrelevant to you. It was the most pleasant experience in your life, one worthy of the heavens.
Surrendering to the warmth of her body, you turned around and wrapped your arms around her neck, bringing more of your body in contact with hers. Warm and incredibly soft, Celestia was like a pillow, every bit as huggable.
“Hmmm, I knew you’d warm up to me.”
Celestia wrapped her feathery wings around your body like a cocoon, pushing more of you into her and your nose to her plentiful chestfluff. To your surprise, it smelled like a pleasant mix of tangerines, french vanilla, raspberries, and blueberries. It was hard not to close your eyes as you heard the calming rhythm of her powerful heart. The last of your objections… all scattered to the winds.
“Wow, never thought I’d like this.” You yawned.
“Looks like all that commotion was all for naught, wasn’t it.” Celestia moaned as he rested her head on yours, “To be honest, since you came here, I dreamt of cuddling with you.”
“So that explains your insistence. I’m quite shocked that royalty would have a crush on me.” With a blush, Celestia froze in place, allowing you rub your tummy against hers. It’s calming aura pulls you further into the lulls of slumber. Never did you once think of cuddling as an enjoyable thing yet you lay in the wings of an equine princess, enraptured with her embrace. “If that is the case, then I’m one reluctant casanova.”
“I-I~ We’ll just have to wait and see.” Celestia said, to your surprise, with a kiss to your forehead, “To say you interest me would be putting it lightly though.”
“Not a bad looker yourself, Celestia.”
Sleep finally claiming your last ounce, you shut your eyes and drifted to peaceful slumberland. To think your apprehension made you fearful of such an honor? As embarrassing as it was, you couldn’t help but find humor in it. Yet, that touch-me-not part of you weren't there to object anymore. Being an alien in a new world, why should your old life and habits follow you?
Heh, you’re one lucky bastard, Anon. I just snagged a princess as a girlfriend!
Twilight Sparkle x Grogar (Christs Disciple)
Twilight laid in her bed with a soft smile on her face. Her hooves were wrapped around his midsection while his gently massaged her wings. “Your so warm. It feels nice.”
“That is a benefit of my power.”
“I like it.” She snuggled her head deeper into his blue coat and sighed, gripping him tighter. “I wish you’d visit more often. None of my friends can cuddle as good as you.”
“I’ve told you why I can’t.”
“I know.”
The pair simply laid there, cuddling. Both with small smiles gracing their faces. Neither knew how long they laid there, but alas, all good things had an end. “I must be going.” Twilight groaned and clamped tighter. He sighed. “We go through this every time. You have your duties and I have mine.”
“They can wait.”
“I’m afraid they can’t. If I don’t return, my home may be destroyed.”
Twilight let out another groan. “I want just one day where we can just forget about everything else. Just one day where we can stay here.”
He chuckled. “So do I. But, you know those three can’t stay in one place for too long without fighting. Someone has to keep order.”
Twilight sighed and finally slackened her grip and let him escape. He slid out, his cloven hooves echoing differently than hers. “Promise if your plan fails, we can cuddle longer?”
Grogar nodded. “Of course.” He began walking towards the door. “It’ll be a shame when I no longer have you to cuddle.” He opened the door and walked past Spike. “Good day, young drake.”
Spike blinked once and replied, “Uh… yeah.” Once Grogar was out of sight, he asked, “Who’s the goat?”
“Someone who misunderstands friendship, but is amazing at giving cuddles. So, what’s on the agenda for today?” Twilight began walking out as Spike produced a scroll and began reading the events for the day.
Daring Do x King Sombra (Shadowmane PX-41)
Daring Do trudged through the forest, feeling leaves crunching underneath her feet as the sound of nearby insects chittered on in the distance. It was to be expected, really, after so many of her adventures where she had been in similar climates. By now, the noise came with the territory, or so she believed. But that kind of thing did not scare her, nor would it have distracted her from the task at hand.
“If I’m right… it should be somewhere around here somewhere.” She pulled a map out of her hat, ripping off the ribbon that kept it rolled up. Within seconds, the scroll rolled out to reveal a fairly detailed map of the area, minus the excessive flora around her. “But… there’s no x that marks the spot. Where in the heck could it be?”
As she spoke, she pushed her way through another row of bushes, slapped in the face by the many elongated leaf-like hands as she fumbled though, her vision obscured by the seemingly endless cascade of emerald and teal. It didn’t take long for Daring Do to pop out of the other side, where she found a small ring of tiny crystals, forming a ring-like pattern with an X on the center.
“Wait. Hang on, this wasn’t on the map…” Daring Do put the floppy sheet back under her hat, slid down the slope, and landed by the formation of crystals. “But… I’m getting a strange feeling about this. Maybe it’s my treasure hunter’s intuition? Nah, who am I kidding?”
Daring Do walked over towards the crystals, lured in by a combination of light glowing off of them and the aroma in the air, potentially made by the plants spewing pollen and scents mixing together with one another. As her hoof knocked one of the crystals, it burst into a bright shade of light, along with all of the others, until the symbol was awash with energy, crackling with magical power. She backed off at the sight, as the wind wrapped around both herself and the sight, coiling around into a spiral around the rune, whipping the crystals out of the ground, wresting them from the earth
The light glowing vibrantly, a cloud of darkness consumed the crystals, spreading out across the land, as well as an eerie glow which split into two, forming eyes of some sort. Spreading itself out across the ground, the shadow took the form of a pony; a rather menacing one at that. With black fur, armoured hooves, a cape resting on his back, and a horned crown resting on the head, it was none other than King Sombra, pulled back from the ether that he had been cast into multiple times.
“At last… I am freed once more from the confines of nonexistence, ready to wreak havoc on all those who dare to oppose my rule!” He boomed out, his mere voice throwing every single plant in the area backward. “Three times now, I have been denied the rightful place that I so deserve. But no longer. This time, all shall bow before—”
“Oh… my… Celestia. It’s him. It’s really him!” Daring Do hyperventilated on the spot, belly comically expanding and retracting as her eyes were fixated on Sombra, instantly killing the mood that he had set up. “This is the best day of my life! A living legend for the taking!”
“What the…? Who are you?” Sombra asked, cocking a brow towards Daring Do. His royal return silenced by the breathing of a commoner, a whelp before him. “Are you the one who forced my return to Equestria?”
“Well, yes and no, really. I found my way here and had no clue why the map would lead me here, but I can see that it wasn’t for nothing after all.” A sly grin found its’ way onto Daring’s face as she took a few steps towards Sombra. “King Sombra, one of the hardest creatures to cuddle, right here and now. A captive audience, and one of the best treasures I’ve ever found, bar none.”
“Treasure? I am no object, pony! I am a king!” Sombra bellowed, putting a hoof close to his neck. “The rightful ruler of Equestria and all of the ponies on it!”
“Not to mention, one of the biggest teddy bears that there ever was.” Daring Do slid over to him laying a hand on his chest. “Back home, I’ve got tons of body pillows with you on them. They’re just such a treat to snuggle up with, wrap my hooves around, and just snuggle with.”
“I… You… What?!” Sombra barely had any grasp on the situation, or words to use as a response to Daring Do’s advances. His face warmed up and turned a pale shade of red.
“Just one little cuddle and my life will be complete. I’ve had so much training with the pillows, so why not try it out with the real thing?” Daring Do reached over Sombra’s body, locking her hooves around his back, the fuzzy feathers of the cape brushing against her as she pulled, bringing the king in for a squeeze. She pressed the side of her head against Sombra and rubbed it up and down, cooing in contention as she let herself dive into the embraces of the dark-hearted monarch, while he could only look on frozen like a statue. “Doesn’t that feel good, Sombra? You’ve had such a rough time being the king that you’ve never really gotten the proper love you needed. Your subjects were always so terrified of you, but I’m not,” Daring said, whispering into his ear.
Sombra, completely motionless and emotionless to Daring Do’s cuddle stood blankly for a few moments. Eventually, led by a combination of shock, defeat, and confusion, he returned the favor. Using one of his own hooves, he slid it across Daring Do’s back and held her close to his body, locking her into place as she let her side of the cuddle continue. The both of them were soon found in a deep, fuzzy sensation that neither of them could have foretold would happen to them today. For Daring Do, her nirvana. For King Sombra, twisted and unusual adoration. They couldn’t help but continue, though, as the wind and forest around them fell silent, the aromas dancing around both of their noses and the world as still as they were.
“Best treasure hunt of my life.” Daring Do smiled in the midst of the cuddle.
As much as Equestria is just another grape for me to pluck and devour, I have to say… This is quite an unusual feeling. Sombra eventually plucked out a thought from the scuttled remains of his mindset, having adjusted to the cuddle at hand. Maybe I shall put my advances off. For now.
At long last, the cuddle came to an end as both of the ponies retracted their arms and looked into each other’s eyes with a grin.
“Thanks, Sombra. That was great. Totally made my day.” Daring Do gave him a grin as she turned back towards the slope she had come down from and went back towards the bush. “Y’know, you should totally become a cuddler. You’d get so much more followers that way.”
Sombra just blinked as Daring Do slid out of her field of view and away from the summoning site. Whatever thoughts he had about Equestria being ruled had gone right out of the window with what he had just experienced. The cuddle still on his mind, he turned into a cloud of darkness once more and faded away, leaving no trace of the crystals behind him as the forest clearing was emptied.
Spike x March Gustysnows [Whinneapolis Background Pony] (CaioCoia)
After taking a diplomatic visit to Whinnyapolis, Spike couldn’t remember too much about what happened after getting out of the train and the only thing he knew was that he was in a bed with a strange mare near him, her foreleg wrapped around him.
“Oh Celestia what must have happened last night?” Spike thought after doing his best to not scream and wake the mare up. “It was just a diplomatic visit to ask the mayor of the city to allow the students to take a excursion trip there. What in Tartarus just happened?”
Spike was having a panic attack, and it became worse when the mare who was in the same bed opened her eyes.
Spike panic was such that he couldn’t even move, and while the mare was looking at him, she thought she was dreaming, and fell back asleep. Wrapping her foreleg around his belly again, she pulled him into a cuddle.
Spike was relieved, but still trying to process what happened yesterday. His memory of the past day was blank.
Come on Spike, you need to remember what happened now, BRAIN I DEMAND ANSWERS! Spike thought so hard, and then he began to punch his head hard enough to create some glimpses of what happened.
Spike found himself in a coffee shop in the city, with the permission notes allowing his friends and their students to go to the city. He had made himself responsible for the whole class, after the sheer absurdity of a short period where Rainbow Dash and Applejack were simultaneously in charge.
He had his tickets but was forced to stay overnight because of the snow. He kept drinking chocolate milk, wondering about his housing situation for that evening.
Then he felt a hoof touching his scales, and when he looked up he found a light amberish gray mare with a light golden mane and a heavy coat and hat looking strangely at him.
“Can I help you?” Spike asked nervously.
“I remember you! You’re that dragon who messed up Canterlot! Spike, right?” Spike had never cringed harder at a mare’s words in his life.
“Yeah, I’m sorry, by the way. I shouldn’t have acted the way I did. I should have been better.” Spike decided to let out an apology and move on quickly from the memory of that day.
“Well, you don’t have to excuse yourself, sometimes it happens! Everypony messes up once in a while. What are you doing here?” The mare asked, taking a sip from her own coffee mug.
“Well, I’m here to ask for permission from the mayor to let the students of Princess Twilight Sparkle take an excursion trip in the city. I planned to go back tonight, but it seems the train tracks iced over, so I’m stuck here until tomorrow.”
“Ohhhh, that happens often, so you don’t have a place to sleep? Well, I can offer my loft, but you will have to sleep in the same bed as me, and I have to warn you. I’m a fantastic cuddler.” She smiled at him.
Spike remained uncertain. “Do I have any say on this?”
“Nope. You will come with me before the snow gets worse!” She grabbed his tail with her mouth while Spike tried to hold himself at the table.
“Ouch! Stop doing that, I don’t even know your name…” Spike tried to find an excuse but it seemed the only thing he could do was accept.
“Ope, sorry I have to introduce myself again. March Gustysnows.” Spike’s memories halted soon afterward.
It must have been a truly inoffensive night of sleep. He hoped so, anyway...
So after letting out a huge yawn, Spike decided to take a look at the clock. It was 4 a.m. Tired, he tried to calm down and just focused on the feeling of the mare’s foreleg on his tummy. Spike just shrugged and used his claws to play with her mane, something Zecora taught him. Her cousins called that Cafuné, a strange name. The mare in bed with him began making happy noises; she must have liked it.
Tired and with a blank memory, his worries faded into the background. He tightened his claws into her mane and cuddled the mare with his other claw. Spike knew he had to come up with a creative idea to give Twilight as an excuse for what happened Whinneapolis. But, for the time being, he concentrated on the cuddling. Sometimes that’s all you need to escape from your daily stress.
Good night.
Princess Celestia x Garble (CategoricalGrant)
Flaring her wings once, Princess Celestia came to a gentle landing on the cracked ground. As she smoothly transitioned into a brisk walk, the polished metal of her hoof adornments scraped along the hard soil, sending leaden clinks echoing into the air.
Celestia craned her neck around a rock outcropping, squinting as she scanned the jagged landscape. Her eyes widened as she spied a single figure, fiddling with a rock in the distance. Immediately, she set off toward the local.
“Excuse me!” she called as she approached. The red dragon, about her height, turned around to face her. “My name is Princess Celestia. I’m looking for Dragon Lord Ember. Could you please point me in her direction?”
“Huh?” the dragon replied gruffly, scrunching up his face as he took in Celestia’s appearance. “W-wait, hold on,” he tacked on, chuckling to himself. “Y-you’re a pony princess? For real!?”
“Why, yes! I’m the ruler of Equestria,” she replied, matter-of-factly, shooting him a friendly smile.
“Ha!” the teen dragon scoffed. “No way! I can’t believe a namby-pansy pony princess is actually in the dragon lands! Aren’t you scared?”
Princess Celestia pursed her lips and glanced around. “...Not really, no. In fact, this place reminds me a lot of Baltimare, but safer.”
The dragon chuckled to himself again. “You should be scared! I might barbecue you alive, and then eat you!” He punctuated his threat with a blast of fire designed to spook the pony.
Princess Celestia began to feel a little hot, and not from the fire. Blinking quickly to clear smoke from her eyes, she took a step forward. “Y-you’re not going to fawn over me because I’m a princess?”
“Yeah right, like I care about what some wimpy pony thinks,” he sneered back.
She gasped. “That’s so...masculine and independent…”
The dragon frowned. “What? Wh-why...” he took a step backward away from her.
She immediately shortened the gap between them once more. “I...could you blow that fire again, please?”
“Why are you acting so-”
“Please!” she cried, slipping into the Royal Canterlot Voice.
Intimidated, he spit some fire in her direction, albeit much more weakly than last time.
Sucking in a deep breath, Celestia wrapped a hoof around his neck. “Why aren’t you the Dragon Lord!? Surely, there can be no one stronger than you here.”
“Help,” he squeaked, as his cold scales were pressed into her warm, white fur. “H-how is this happening?”
“Mmmmm…” she hummed, pressing him back into a pillar of rock and trapping him against her. Her wings fanned out to surround him. “I would like to officially set up a royal marriage agreement between our realms!”
“Erghmfhph!” he weakly protested, his face full of fluffy pony fur.
Celestia’s ears perked up. “In fact, I’ll have my royal ambassador to the Dragon Lands, Spike, officiate!”
“ERGHMFHPH!” came the cry again, louder and more hopeless.
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