Twilight, Spike, and Anon - Subduing an Angry Mare

>"RRRRAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH"
>"Why is Starswirl's manuscript next to Clover's Theorem Compendium?!"
>You hear the frustrated shout from the next room over.
>It seemed that today everything was working against Twilight.
>And all of it seemed to be culminating with a misfiling.
>Or, considering the sound of clopping and further cries of frustration, many misfilings.
>With a few moments consideration of your adventure story you sigh, setting it aside.
>She'd just get worse if you didn't run interference.
>You put a smile on your face and enter the other room.
>Only to duck as a book flew past you.
>Either your guess about the amount of misfilings was correct or she was rearranging the entire library.
>Again.
"Twilight"
>You see her in the middle of the maelstrom, concentrating intensely.
"Twilight!"
>She didn't respond to you.
>That had an easy enough solution.
>You duck and weave over to her until you're close enough to her ear to whisper.
>Then you blow into it.
>"GAH!"
>Her ear goes flat and she jumps away, her magic winking out.
>A couple hundred books fall into disorderly stacks.
"I'm glad I have your attention"
>You give her a smile, very carefully keeping it from being a grin, no matter how amused you were.
>"Yes. You have my attention. Now what do you want?"
>Oooh, biting today.
"I heard your shout from the other room. I want you to tell me what's the matter"

>She tosses her mane before levitating a few more books.
>"I don't have time, I need to re-shelve all these books!"
>You put out your bottom lip.
"Indulge me. Pretty please?"
>She looks back at you before sighing, letting the books fall again.
>The last one hit it's stack with a slap.
>"Fine. First off, Spike was supposed to shelve all of these..."
>One she started getting into the swing of things she sat down and began swinging her leg around, gesturing wildly.
>You just kept mumbling in response and giving useless little comments to keep her going.
>Once her frustration was close to boiling over you changed tactics.
"Close your eyes"
>She was too focused on complaining to notice that she was obeying the command.
"Lean forward"
>As soon as she was in position you put your hands to either side of her head, just under each ear and start rubbing.
>The effect was almost immediate.
>"And the Quills & Sofas guy... had the gall to... Mmmm..."
>"Would you stop it, I'm trying to be angry!"
>Even with saying that she didn't stop you, pressing her head into your hands.
>You continue rubbing her ears and pull her head, drawing her along with you.
>She slowly gets pulled to her hooves and shuffles forward, eyes still closed, still uttering complaints.

>Spike frowned as you gave him a shit-eating grin.
"So, Spike did something wrong yeah?"
>Twilight looked up at you.
>"Yes..."
"I think his punishment could be a learning experience!!"
"After all, I seem to know where ponies like being scratched, but I don't know about dragons!"
>Spike's face fell as Twilight's lit up.
>"Yes, perfect!"
>Twilight shifted on your lap, pulling spike into the growing cuddle pile.
>"Noooo!"
>"Oh, stop being so dramatic Spike, we used to do this all the time"
>Twilight wrapped her hooves around Spike, hugging him to her.
>"Now Anon, the best place to scratch a dragon is where his spines meet with this scales. Another spot are their bellies"
>Twilight tickled his belly as an example, eliciting giggles.
>"But, dragon stomach scales harden with age while the spines remain sensitive"
"Got it"
>"Alright, see, he's got it, we don't need to do this. Ahahahah"
>You ignore his protests and run a finger in the crevice between his spines and scales.
>And he immediately releases a shuddering breath, relaxing his body into Twilight's hooves.
>You keep running your finger along the crevice and smile as his eyes close and his leg starts twitching as if he were a dog.
>With your other hand you begin petting along Twilight's mane and her eyes close as well.
>You continue stroking both of them and relax into the couch, content with your position.