Anonfilly's Tired Morning [5]


                                            >Morningtime of being filly in Equestria

                                            >You're running out of ways to start your mental thought processes

                                            >The fact that last night's sleepover did not include sleep is not helping

                                            >You're just glad that you took over the tea-making duties before they did

                                            >Repeat incidents of the ashen juice are far from acceptable

                                            >Though the sleepover wasn't a total bust

                                            >Half way through what was supposed to be torture you started planning the long game

                                            >They're all so friendly here, those three would be perfect scapegoats for more extreme pranks

                                            >But enough evil plans that have a chance to backfire, back to current time

                                            >The fillies are gone and you are exhausted

                                            >Curse this small body and its limits

                                            >When you were the one and only Anon, and human, you could go four days without rest!

                                            >You glance your tired eyes to Anon as he sits upon the living room couch, reading a trashy magazine

                                            >Scratch that, he's napping

                                            >...damn, that looks comfortable

                                            >Maybe he wouldn't mind if...?

                                            >Wait, of course he wouldn't mind, you're adorable and you wouldn't mind

                                            >You sneakily creep up on Anon with the stealth of a thousand cats

                                            >Or one clumsy unicorn

                                            >Slowly, you lift yourself onto the couch next to him, and very very slowly place one hoof on his lap

                                            >You keep constant vigilance on your human counterpart to make sure that you have plausible deniability if he wakes

                                            >When his breathing hitches a little, you freeze

                                            >It slowly returns and you release the breath you didn't notice you were holding

                                            >Slowly working yourself onto the golden land of lap takes but minutes but it feels like hours

                                            >Those anime lap-pillows were onto something, this shit is one of the comfiest places you've been in

                                            >Once fully settled, you slowly drift off to sleep

                                            >Bliss achieved


                                            >Be Morningtime Anon, Equestria's grumpiest biped

                                            >You're going to have to be more careful of when you instigate these sleepovers

                                            >Or at least have more cider

                                            >You did not sleep a wink

                                            >Who knew that those three fillies would be so loud all night?

                                            >Clearly not you

                                            >Rarity did not help your state when she absolutely insisted on a spa trip later to "clear up those bags under your eyes, darling!" when she picked up Sweetie Belle

                                            >At least AJ and Dash had the courtesy of taking their fillies with some semblance of speed

                                            >You are alone with Nonny, and by god does that couch look comfy

                                            >And that tabloid that you were reading just last week is sitting within reaching distance of your spot

                                            >Gotta have some way to deter her from getting you back quickly

                                            >Sitting down and snatching it up, you promptly fall asleep

                                            >Or at least you would if Nonny wasn't trying to do something

                                            >You'd do something after that fiasco, wouldn't you?

                                            >You keep your eyes closed in a blissful near sleep state, waiting for the other proverbial shoe to drop

                                            >It doesn't take long, you feel her slowly tap your leg with her hoof

                                            >Surprising, you thought she'd go for the magic route after all those lessons with purple

                                            >But not as surprising as when she crawls onto your lap very slowly

                                            >Like she's not trying to wake you...?

                                            >Oh fuck that's adorable

                                            >You wait for her breathing to stabilize before you open an eye

                                            >This is the cutest thing you've ever seen

                                            >The filly is sleeping on your lap like a cat

                                            >You wish you had a camera ready

                                            >But seeing it is enough for now

                                            >You reach a hand up, and start gently stroking her mane and coat

                                            >You're glad you don't have anything you have to get done today

                                            >Even if you did, you weren't gonna do it

                                            >The ponies would probably understand

                                            >You slowly drift off yourself, content with the feel of Nonny's soft fur and mane

                                            >Bliss achieved