>Day Its 3:30 AM
>You are really fucking tired, but you can't sleep due to Rainbow Dash, who barged in your house with a stack of Daring Doo movies.
 >Why you mentioned you had never seen one of those movies before escapes you at the moment.
>Dash had made sure to rectify that though, as she promptly popped in the first movie, sat down on the couch and asked you to make some popcorn.
>This is almost as bad as when you asked her who the Wonderbolts were. Almost.
>What made matters worse was that every time you tried to get some shuteye she would punch you in the side and tell you to wake up.
>Being hit by the pony wasn't really what kept you up. It was mostly because every time she went to pickup a cider or some popcorn you got a nice view of her ass.
>Yes, you had a crush on the prismatic pony. That's the only reason you didn't throw her out the window the second she came in.
>A quick glance at your watch and- Oh fuck you had work in three and a half hours. >Relaying this information to Dash she shrugged, got up from the couch and stopped the movie. She actually looked a little tired herself.
>On her way out you noticed a slight blush on her face and that her tail was a little higher than usual.
>You must not have been as sneaky as you thought when trying to peek.
>You try to contain your own blush as you mumble a barely audible 'night before closing the door and remembering its actually the morning.
>Whatever, you are all out of fucks to give at this point.
>Shuffling to the bedroom you think about how your boss is going to yell at you for drifting off in the middle of the day. Eh fuck em'
>Finally reaching the bedroom you look at the bed like a man who has been lost in the desert looks at a glass of water, steak and hookers
>Needless to say your shuffle increased speed once you saw that queen sized patch of heaven.
>Wiggling under the covers, you allow your self to drift asleep.
>Until you feel something warm and fuzzy snuggle itself into your chest.
>Naturally you do what any sane being would do if they found something unidentifiable in their bed.
>You flip the fuck out.
>Which in your tired state was basically weakly flailing your arms around and moaning, "Ehhhhhhhhh"
>This continued until a sky blue [spoiler]It's not fucking cyan[/spoiler] head popped out of your bed sheets and said, "Shut the buck up so I can go to sleep"
>The head then disappeared back into the sheets.
>Your tired brain managed to put together that it wasn't some horrible creature in your bed but instead Rainbow Dash, who is now curled up on your chest.
>Wait, Rainbow Dash is on your chest.
>Lifting the edge of the covers up you peer down at your chest and are met with two huge magenta orbs.
>You then ask, 
"Dash, What are you doing in my bed?"
>The blush from earlier comes back on her face, "I-I was going to go back to my house, b-but it got really windy outside and I was too tired to fly all the way up there s-so I decided to spend the night here instead."
>You aren't tired enough to have rainbow get away with lying to you.
>You knew that it took at least a couple of minutes at Dash's top speed to get from your house to hers.
>You also didn't hear any wind this entire night, and even if there was Rainbow could definitely fly through it, tired or not.
>You also knew that you were tired as shit and had zero fucks to give
"Okay Skittles, you can spend the night here"
>Her blush recedes a bit as she lets out a breath probably thinking she got away with it.
>Whatever, let her have her little victory.
>You are just about to tell her to go to the couch when you realize what a faggot you were about to be.
>You instead wrap an arm around her, which entices a squeak from Rainbow then a squee when she finds out what it was that touched her.
>You then try to pull her closer into a more comfortable position. Using your hand you try to find something to grab onto. You finally find something to grab and pull.
>It is now that your exhausted brain figures out what you just used as leverage. It just so happens to be Rainbow's ass.
>A loud squeak is all that is heard before the sheets get a very pronounced bulge in them from Rainbow's wings.
>Deciding to play it cool, you slowly remove your hand from her butt and rest it on her back.
>The bulge seems to go down, If only slightly
>Meanwhile your own bulge has no signs of going down anytime soon.
>You hope Rainbow doesn't scoot back down or she'll be met with a surprise.
>You eventually start to drift off to sleep, but right before you are embraced by the sandman you hear a faint "Goodnight Anon"