>”Anon! I require more bubbles!”
“Luna, I’ve already used a third of the bottl-“
>”More!”
>She splish-splashes the water with her hooves as you give in and pour more of the mixture into the water.
>She watches, fascinated, as a foamy layer of bubbles forms around her.
>The mare relaxes against the bathroom wall, letting the steam from the bath water rise around her effervescently.
>You grab for the bar of soap and lather up her coat. 
>She sits quietly as you do so, lifting her head so you can get to her neck.
>With your fingers you rub the soap in, her coat is now sticky and half-white.
>At first with gentle splashes you wash the soap away, watching it melt down her body as she becomes cleaner.
>The princess dunks her head under the water and reappears, donning a beard of bubbles.
>”Look, Anonymous! I’m Starswirl the bearded!”
“Okay, well, would Starswirl like his mane washed?”
>She responds with immediate enthusiasm; spinning around with a splosh so you have access to the back of her head and her mane.
>You take the little empty cup from the side of the bathtub and fill it, letting it drizzle down into her mane and wet it thoroughly.
>She coos softly, relaxing deeper into the water as you rub in the shampoo, feeling her sparkly mane run through your fingers.
>As you wash it off she finds herself sleepy; utterly relaxed by the hot water gently trickling down across her scalp and over her shoulders.
>Once the shampoo is washed out and her mane is nice and clean, she crawls out, letting you towel her off as she drips water on the bathroom floor.
>”I’m feeling tired all of a sudden.”
“Hm. Just in time for bed.”
>She giggles and canters ahead towards her room, leaving you to trail behind.
>You find she’s wrapped in her towel, already beneath the covers and waiting for some snuggles.
>As you slide into bed beside her she sinks into you immediately; a warm, cuddly horse whose hooves tightly pull you close.
>Your fingers tickle over her still-damp hair, her breathing beginning to slow.
>She sighs contentedly as you rub her all over, a soft, tender massage.
>It only takes a minute for her to fall asleep completely.
“Luna?”
>She doesn’t respond; head dropped on your chest and hooves still wrapped around you.
>With a smile you reach to turn out the light.