>It's nighttime, and you are the filly
>The second filly, to be exact
>Twiggles accidentally making one of you was enough, but two?
>Anon's gonna have a hell of a time
>At least you know you're gonna be less of a shid from your... his? experience with Nonny
>That and you don't have broken bullshit magic
>But that isn't either of your problem right now
>Your problem is this recurring nightmare
>You start to drift off for the third time tonight, and it starts all over again
>A swirling mass of black and grays chasing you through the Everfree
>You start to see your house, and the edge of the forest - relief floods you
>But you trip, and fall onto all fours
>You remember that you're a filly now, and can't run like a human anymore
>The swirling mass is inches behind you
>Despite the nondescript nature of it, its existence shakes you to your core
>It jumps on top of you...
>And you wake up in a cold sweat once more
>Fear grips you like the cold, unfeeling mass that was chasing you
>It takes a while for you to calm down
>Wasn't it Luna's job to stop that kind of thing?
>Maybe you'll have to convince Anon it's the moon that's a celestial cunt, not the sun
>Either way, you've had it with this bullshit
>And you are not showing up to yourself like a scared little kid
>...even if you are now exactly that: a scared little pegasus filly
>Then it hits you, the perfect solution.

>You are a filly, but not the same filly
>Must be Nonny
>And your wonderful dream involving Luna and some lessons in flexibility is interrupted when your door creaks open
>Damn, her reactions were realistic for a dream
>Cracking open an eye and lighting up your horn, you search for the offender of your fantasies
>Standing in your doorway, red in the face, was Green
>What in the hell?
>What could-
>Oh
>The nightmare
>You acutely remember it, the first three weeks or so were a special kind of hell
>That thing chasing you through the Everfree
>But you refused to go to Anon
>You can't have him thinking being a little filly made you a little bitch
>Might have attributed to you becoming more abrasive than him, but still
>Gotta have standards
>So why is she here instead of her room?
"You too, huh?"
>Even in the near darkness, you can see the surprise on her face
>"What? Me too? I just-"
"Had a horrifying, recurring nightmare, right?"
>The bewilderment on her face grew
>"How did you-"
"Relax, faggot. Like I said, 'you too.'"
>You're both silent for a few moments
>"You never told me."
>The smidge of fear in her voice is masked by the unspoken accusation
"I'm not five, can't go crying to an adult over a bad dream."
>"I-"
"I'm not gonna argue this. C'mere, it's probably less embarrassing if it's another filly."
>You lift some of your covers, the implication obvious
>Green just sighs, and crawls in next to you
>Damn, she is soft and fluffy
>Anon would probably kill to be you right now
"And no lewd stuff until I figure out the psudo-moral implications of a clone."
>"I wasn't-" Green cuts herself off, and sighs. "Goodnight, Nonny."
"G'night Green."
>"And uh... thanks."
"Yeah."
>You wait until she's asleep to snuggle up closer to her
>You are definitely going to savor this

>You are the one, the only, the great and powerful Anonymous
>In reality, the only thing great and powerful right now is the pain in your back
>Couches are not meant for sleeping on
>But that's your situation until Twiggles builds a new section onto your house for Green
>Fuckin' how do you manage that two times?
>Well, at least the sun isn't in your eyes this morning
>Saves the burning fuck from your morning ritual, this time
>But if you're up, you should fetch Nonny
>She fuckin' hates it when she's woken up
>Not that you're any better, but that's the fun part
>Waitaminute
>Her door's cracked open
>We hate having the door cracked open
>Peering through the crack, you see something that rivals that sleepover last week
>Nonny and Green are snuggling together
>Yeah, you're not stopping that
>But it definitely solves the couch problem
>And unlike a week ago, you know where your camera is
>Tiptoeing around the house, you easily locate it
>Tiptoeing back, you line up the perfect shot to capture the adorable scene
>Click!
>Oh yeah, you're puttin' this one in a frame
>You leave them be, and go on your way to make your morning coffee
>Yeah, today's gonna be a good day