>"mm?"
>"i have a weird question..."
>"whats that?"
>"can you preen my wings?"
>for a pegasus, that was the highest level of trust you could have for one another
>some were better at it than others, and if morning glory was as good at preening as she was at giving hugs
>"sure!"
>morning started to wiggle herself free
>as did green, who felt the need to rotate 180 degrees
>morning doing a 'pfff' when green's tail hit her in the face
>followed by the sound of both her wings fanning out
>"i did most of the left one yesterday but theres a nasty one on the right i need you to get"
>then... why did you point your left wing toward morning glory?
>her rarity-colored friend did a soft hover over to a spot on the carpet
>"i think you should sprawl out over here~" she coyly suggested
>green reluctantly rose out her sploot, "ok..."
>and then followed suit, sliding into a perfectly straight line from the tip of her nose to the furthest hair on her tail, falling right between her rumpcheeks
>wings fanned out and draped 90 degrees to the rest of her body, following the shape of her torso down to the floor and out
>and right away morning glory got to work with her snoot and mouth
>starting about an eighth-ways up from the base
>oh mare, shes a pro
>out from the base, working front to back in three sections
>air was now flowing through spaces green didnt even know she had
>4 minutes of bliss later, morning gave her one last lick on the tallest tip of a black feather
>and then jammed the point of her nose along the base of greens wings, searching for anything out of the ordinary
>nope, only the beginnings of a bunch of new feathers, time to move on to the right
>the one green was waiting for

>"theres one in the middle section right on the crease with the rear that was bothering me the whole flight over there. couldnt get it out to save my life" green informed
>not so much pain, more the feeling of somepony pushing the tip of a pen against her wing whenever she flapped it
>morning continuing without a response
>'next pass... ok no. couple more passes?... ok NEXT pass?... COME ON GET THERE ALREADY!' ran through greens head
>while she appreciate the meticulousness of morning's processs, she wasnt going to a fashion show
>a couple more licks, and green felt her tounge run over the hard bump between her feathers
>morning stopped, almost shocked, and used her two hooves to pull the strands of feathers apart
>"oh wow," said morning once she finished her assessment
>"told ya."
>morning immediately got to work, using her teeth to pull and pick and prod at the hard mass that was gnarled in greens feathers
>every so often causing an uncomfortable pull and a breathy 'ahh, ahh, ahhh...' from the mare behind it
>morning stopped suddenly
>"oh no, does it hurt?"
>"yeah, just keep going. dont worry about me"
>her white friend kept at it, every yank forcing this delinquent feather back into place
>a hearty grunt behind each one
>"ok, this might hurt a bit..." morning warned
>and with her teeth, grabbed the base of the feather and started to pull up and out
>green winced and creaked loudly until......
>POP

>greens eyes rolled in the back of her head as she deflated like a balloon
>her wings flared out like a phoenix, coating morning glory in a barrage of loose feathers (from one wing only)
>greens hind flexed, shoving her thighs together to cover the heat between her legs
>and a very, very satisfied exhale
>"oh mare..." was all green could say, "thank you so much"
>"youre welcome greenie"
>morning slid up right alongside
>"lookhh ah this" she dropped a black feather out of her mouth and both of them watched it float to the floor
>somehow, some way, the base of this feather curled back, as can happen with ingrown feathers, but continued into a perfect loop-de-loop, knotted itself around, and kinked again at 90 degrees to jam the rest of the feather between the next strands up
>several bite marks chewing up the top from greens past attempts to get rid of it
>its owner was bewildered and impressed
>but so happy it wasnt stuck to her body anymore
>"how in equestria..."
>"stay right there greenie, im not done yet" morning stroked her mane and went back to preening
>the whole time green just stared at this mangled feather wondering all of the 5 Ws about it

>10 hypnotic minutes later
>"aaaand..." one more lick off the tip, "done!"
>morning gave green a nice smooch on the back of her head
>green started to make activation noises as she unsplooted
>"wait!"
>she immediately resplooted
>"let me check around the base"
>just like with the left, morning dug her snoot deep in greens coat like she was looking for bugs in the grass
>"aaaand, done!"
>a smooch on the cheek as green stretched and stood up
>"wow..."
>green flapped her wings, the amount of airflow making them feel almost weightless
>she could feel so much it almost tickled, so for 30 seconds she stood there giggling and flapping her wings like a small filly
>once she stopped, "thanks again, that felt really nice."
>morning glory did a lemon heart nod of approval
>"so do you want me to preen you too?" green offered to return the favor
>morning shook her head
>"i get my wings preened at the spa, they actually *know* pegasi"
>"cant relate, its so hard to find a place on the ground that knows what theyre doing"
>green let out a nice yawn
>"so, greenie." morning said matter of factly, crossing her front hooves, "do you wanna spend the night in the V.S.M. room?"
>"what's that?"
>morning sauntered closer to her friend
>"very, special, mare..." she crooned
>green flushed purple again, but wasnt frozen solid
>"can i bring my pillow?"
>morning nodded, "no hoodies allowed though, thats the dress code"
>"what if i get cold?"
>you dense motherfucker
>"you can keep your back socks on~" she offered flirtatiously
>after this whole night that one comment made it click
>and green started to smoothly slide her hoodie up and off her head
>morning slid a hoof around green's to steer her toward the back of the house
>"i didnt know you like athletes as your guest of honor~" green finally played along
>"its so nice of you to bring me along to your cheer squad~"
>"i am *kind of* a big deal in fla-rita~"
>they were practically glued together by the time morning finished snuffing the lanterns out en route to her room