Pinkie Sense

>Twitchy foot, scrunchy nose, tingly teeth
>Your eyes open
>It's dark in your bedroom, and you're a very sleepy sis
>It had been a long day, a hard day
>One filled with parties and way too much cake
>You were pretty sure you had set up a pin the tail on the donkey game somewhere along the way
>And the punch
>Oh by the party gods, you drank so, so much punch...
>It was a hard life, but someone had to do it
>You blinked the crust out of your eyes, looking around
>Something was happening that went against all that was fun and happenin'
>You didn't know WHAT exactly, not yet, but your party senses were tingling
>And your party senses were never wrong
>Except that one time when you accidentally crashed someone's bar mitzvah
>Party sense didn't work good with jews
>Who knew?
>You sure as sugar didn't
>Thankfully, everyone there had liked your cookies, so you had gotten out of that pickle without much trouble...
>You shifted your weight, bumping into something behind you
>It was your bestest boy buddy, Nonners
>Like he usually was, the big green guy was snuggled up against you
>You could feel his face buried in your curly hair, his hot breath sweeping into his scalp
>Almost immediately you could tell that he was awake
>His hands were wrapped around your tummy right under your boobs
>He only did that when he was awake
>Or when the two of you were hugging
>Or taking a shower
>Or whenever you talked him into cooking with you
>Or when he wanted to surprise hug you
>...Well, he did it a LOT, but in this particular instance he was awake
>You couldn't help but smile, placing a hand over his arm
>Nonners could act like a tough boy all he wanted, but he was the biggest cuddle bug in the world
>Luckily for him, you match him cuddle for cuddl--
>A noise filled the air
>A bad noise
>Something that made any true party girl's blood freeze
>A sob

>This was bad enough, but since you and Nonners were the only ones in the room--you hadn't checked for ninjas lately. You should probably do that--the suspects were really narrowed down on that end
"...Anon?"
>Nonners tensed against you
>You could hear him sucking air through his teeth
>He went still a second later, obviously trying to pretend to sleep
>A different girl might have just ignored the sob and went back to bed, but Momma Pie didn't raise no girls that took the easy way out
"Nonners, I know you're awake," you said, rubbing one of his hands. "Is something wrong?"
>Anon didn't say anything
>You frowned, noticing a wetness dripping from your hair onto your neck
>You weren't sweaty, and you made it a point to blow dry your hair after showering everyday...
"Anon, if you keep being quiet I'm gonna have to take drastic measures."
>Silence
"Are you sure you wanna go down this road, buster brown? You know I can be drastically drastic when I need to be."
>Again silence
>This was more than a little worrying
>If he was just playing around with you he'd have started giggling or said something by now
>Did your Nonners have a nightmare?
>Did you sleep on his arm and now he couldn't feel it, so he was freaking out?
>You tried to grab Anon's arm when his grip on you tightened
>You grunted in surprise
>He wasn't hugging you hard enough to break ribs, but he was a TEENY bit hard to breath
"Come--ugh1--come on, Nonners. Just tell me--uhh!--what's wrong."
>You wiggled and squirmed in your boyfriend's grasp
>He was shaking
>You could feel him shaking even as he held onto you
"Alright... no more Misses... nice Pinkie..."
>You sucked in your gut, giving you JUST enough room to squeeze past Anon's arms
>He tried to grab onto your butt and legs but you were a master of escape
>With a twist and some purposeful hip thrusts, you were straddling Nonners, a grin on your face as you looked down at him in the darkness
"Hah! Now whatcha gotta say about that, Mr.--"

>The smile drained from your face, the rest of your sentence forgotten
>Tears were streaming down Anon's face
>His face was contorted in an expression of pain, and he looked as miserable as you've ever see him
>Your heart jumped to your throat, and you could feel your stomach do a flip
"...Anon? Anon, what's wrong?"you asked
>You cupped his face
>Anon twitched at your touch, shutting his eyes tightly
>"I-I'm sorry," he whispered
"Sorry? What are you sorry about, silly?" you asked
>A sob wracked Anon's body
>"I'm sorry,"he said again. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
>You weren't the smartest girl in the world, or the smoothest, or the best at talking to boys
>Maybe if you were Twilight you'd be able to use some science-y stuff to figure out what was going on
>If you were Rarity you'd probably be able to make whatever was hurting your boyfriend go away
>But you weren't either of those two
>You were Pinkie Pie
>So you did what only a Pinkie could do
>Rolling off Nonners, you wrapped your arms around him, pushing his face into your chest
>While you were at it, you hooked a leg between his so you could pull him as close to you as possible
>Ultra hug activated
>You nuzzled the top of his head
"I love you."
>Anon crumbled like a stack of wet toilet paper
>His sobbing came freely now, barely muffled by your chest
>He held onto you so tightly that it hurt, shaking like a leaf
>You just held onto him, rubbing a hand through his air, trying not to cry yourself
>It took awhile, a really long, really horrible while, but Nonners eventually tired himself out
>The tension left his body and his breathing went steady, though he didn't take his face from between your boobies
>Your son calls me mommy too
>You reached in between your boobs, placing a hand under his chin and making him look up toward you
>Now he looked miserable and ashamed
>Horse hockey...
"Anon?"
>Nonners tried to look away from you

>"I'm s-sorry, he said, sniffling. "I didn't m-mean to wake you up."
"Don't worry about that, silly. Lets worried about what's making you cry like this," told him. "Did someone say something at the party? Did Rainbow try to touch your butt again?"
>Anon shook his head
>"N-No..."
"Then what's eating you up, buttercup?"
>Anon sniffled, looking away from you
>"It's nothing, r-really," he said. "I just h-had a dream."
"About...?"
>Nonners face scrunched up
>"About.. you leaving me," he said, struggling through each word
>Your eyebrows furrowed
>Leave you?
>Why in the name of pie would you leave Nonners
> "I know it's silly, but...it's just you're..."
>Anon closed his eyes again, on the verge of breaking down
>"Y-You're so beautiful and funny and a lot of f-fun to be around and you could have any guy in the world that you wanted but you picked someone like me, who's not any of those things. I just... I'm s-sorry..."
>...
>That...
>That is...
>...
>You weren't a egotistical girl, but that right there would have made you stand up a little straighter in any other circumstance
>It would have also earned Nonners the kind of lovin' that would have left him bowlegged for the better part of the week, but that could come later
"Hey. Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey," you said, giving him a pat on the cheek.
>You continued patting his cheek until he looked at you
>"Do you wanna know why I love you so much, Nonners?"
>Anon dryly swallowed
>"W-Why?"
>You kissed him
>You kissed him so hard that you needed to lean into him
>Anon tensed for a moment, but soon relaxed
>Nonners always loved your kisses
>He said that your lips tasted sweet
>Both sets of lips, girlfriend
>You broke the kiss after several seconds, giving your boyfriend a smile
>"I might love making everyone smile, but you know what? I love making you smile more than anyone else," you told him. "I've loved it the second I saw you, and I'll love it for..."
>You giggled

>"Well, forever I guess. And whatever Pinkie's gotta do to keep you happy I'll do it."
>You nuzzled his cheek
>"And I'll keep doing it, you silly boy. You got that?"
>Anon didn't say anything
>He just sniffled, burying his face back between your boobies
>Heh
>Nailed it
"Love you."
>Nonners wrapped his arms around you
>"Love you too."