Trixie blinked as reality blurred back into her vision. Oddly, that vision was dominated by a thick purple mane. Her eyes grew wide as she found herself in the compromising position she had entered willingly into last night. In her arms lay a slumbering Twilight, facing away from her. It seemed she was still oblivious to the new member of her bed.

I could just slip away Trixie thought to herself. If she was lithe enough Twilight would be none the wiser. But it is so very cosy here... she debated, her eyelids still heavy from sleep, and the warmth of Twilight's body creating an impossible level of comfort. Maybe just a few more minutes...

Unfortunately those few minutes cost her, as the unknowing mare in front of her began to stir. Trixie bit her lip as Twilight squirmed in her arms. The waking unicorn rubbed her own nose with a hoof before turning over. Trixie stared wide-eyed as a still asleep Twilight buried her head into Trixie's chest, wrapping her hooves tight around her back. She grunted as Twilight squeezed the air out of her, trying desperately to remain silent under Twilight's unconscious attack. After having found a sufficiently comfortable region in Trixie's chest, the slumbering Twilight let out a moan of approval, and began to breath softly once again.

Now trapped in Twilight's arms, Trixie began to lament last nights decision. How in Equestria was she going to explain this one away? Then again, Twilight hadn't really asked for an explanation of most of her behavior so far, but she figured even the understanding unicorn would be curious as to the reason behind this one. And what could Trixie tell her? She barely knew the reason herself. It looked comfortable seemed a bit flimsy.

Seeing no easy conclusion to this thought process, Trixie just shrugged and resolved to enjoy the intense cosiness she found herself in. Resting her chin atop Twilight's head, she allowed her eyelids to droop shut.

*

Some time later, Twilight began to shuffle again. Trixie opened her eyes in time to observe the lavender mare scrunching her face as she brushed it off Trixie's chest. Her subconscious had no doubt began to question why her pillow had suddenly become so hairy. Trixie grimaced as she foresaw the inevitable questioning that was soon to come.

Upon finally blinking her own eyes open, a look of confusion immediately crossed Twilight's face. She leaned her head back to achieve a better view of the strange, warm, blue object which now lay in her bed. She then glanced up to see a face grinning sheepishly back at her. Twilight turned her head back to Trixie's chest as her mind tried to piece the current situation together. She failed to find a logical explanation.

"Umm... Trixie?" she began.

"Yes Twilight?" Trixie responded, perfectly calm.

"You may not be surprised to hear that I'm just a little confused right now."

"No, not at all."

"We did go to sleep in separate beds last night, right?"

"Uh huh."

"And, this is my bed right?"

"It is."

"Was there something wrong with your bed then?"

You weren't in it was the initial response that flashed through Trixie's mind.

"Not in particular," she answered instead.

"Ok, it seems I'm just going to have to ask then... what are you doing in my bed Trixie?"

This short exchange all happened from the same position the two had found themselves in before it began, with Twilight too busy trying to decipher the situation to remove her arms from Trixie, and Trixie in turn concentrating too hard to find an excuse to release Twilight from her own. She contemplated that they may well remain in this position if she simply didn't answer Twilight, a conclusion she was not too adverse to, but she felt that the longer she left Twilight without an answer, the stranger this already bizarre situation would become.

"Well... it looked comfortable." Trixie explained, cursing her brain for reverting to the very same flimsy excuse she had thought of minutes ago.

"I see..." Twilight responded slowly. "In all honesty, I can't argue against that point." She could not deny the cosiness of Trixie's body wrapped around her own. "A little warning would have been nice though."

"Well, I didn't want to wake you," Trixie smiled, happy that the situation seemed to be going far better than she expected.

Twilight struggled to decide if that gesture was actually more considerate than thoughtless.

"Also, I don't get an opportunity for such a cosy sleep travelling out on the road," Trixie blurted out, as if the confession made the situation less strange. She did not know if she immediately regretted the statement or not.

"Oh..." Twilight responded, taken aback by the honest admission. She looked up at Trixie. "I figure it must have gotten quite lonely sometimes."

"It did but, It was a choice I made. Other ponies tend to just irritate me so I prefer some alone time but, well, lets just say some nights I wouldn't have turned this opportunity down." Trixie grinned, trying to make light of what Twilight saw as a open revelation about herself, something Trixie had avoided up to this point. It gave Twilight a warm feeling, and a smile spread across her lips. A few moments of silence passed as the two ponies lay with each other, the situation having suddenly become comfortable instead of terribly strange.

"Well, next time, maybe ask before you hop into my bed again," Twilight added with a giggle.

Trixie smiled wide as she realised she had somehow bumbled her way into making what should have been a horribly awkward situation quite a pleasant one. She pinned it down to her natural suave charms.

"We'll see," she responded with a grin.