Seventeennth Quirk - Sleeping Beauty (Video/Action for Pony Party)

[for_realsies]

*The video opens up to a face we haven't seen in a week. It's Imogen! And she's in a rather fetch green and pink striped nightgown. Her hair is in a pair of two simple twintails as she works on eating a cupcake. Breakfast of champions! She looks pretty well taken care of for someone who slept for a week... and her room looks like a confetti cannon exploded.*

*Plus, cupcakes!*

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

So what'd I miss? I'd ask Talent or Omen but they've spent the whole week with me, so they don't have any good news or gossip to tell me.

Like where these cupcakes came from! But I figure I've missed 21 meals and like 20 odd snacktimes, so I should totally catch up! And dessert is the best place to start, right!? I like what you guys did with my room while I was out, and the blanket is really nice, and this gown is super comfy!

*Notice how her time back at home isn't being brought up.*

Comments

[for_realsies]

I guess... I'm kinda used to taking care of myself though. I know, I couldn't exactly manage that while asleep.

[sitdownbecider]

Y'don't have to worry about that with us, Sugarcube. We all take care of each other.

[for_realsies]

Right!

*Except Imogen is pretty fond of taking care of herself.*

Just... you know the clothing thing humans would find creepy, cause it involves unclothing too.

[sitdownbecider]

Rarity usually picked out somethin' new for you when I was done givin' you baths.

[Because seriously, girl, you start to smell after a couple days.]

[for_realsies]

...I'm glad I have friends here.

[sitdownbecider]

[Now that's a comment she can't ignore.]

...Somethin' you want to talk about?

[She'll just go ahead and close the door for some extra privacy.]

[for_realsies]

I kinda... didn't pass all my classes at home?

[sitdownbecider]

Ain't that kind of the important part of classes?

[for_realsies]

...Maybe.

The last six months, at home, not here, it was a bit... rough.

I had a lot to deal with.

[sitdownbecider]

[She sits down beside her.]

Tell me about it.

[for_realsies]

*There's a long pause as Imogen thinks about this.*

I don't really want to.

[sitdownbecider]

[She raises a brow.]

I ain't gonna force you, Sugarcube, but I will tell you that keepin' somethin' stressful locked up inside ya will only make it hurt more.

[for_realsies]

It doesn't matter here, it can't matter here.

Nothing here can change things.

[sitdownbecider]

That don't mean you can't come t'terms with it. It ain't like you t'not be smiling.

[for_realsies]

Talking about it won't help me come to terms with it.

*Deep breath, biiiiiig smile.*

It's not a big deal, I'm here right now. And here I have my friends! It'll be fine, don't worry so much!

[sitdownbecider]

[She had a point. There isn't much in their own worlds that can effect them here, and Applejack is here to make sure she's not feeling down.

She puts an arm around her waist.]

Alright. But you know that if you ever wanna talk... an' I mean 'bout anythin', you've always got my ear.

[for_realsies]

I know.

*And with that in mind.*

We should get you fitted for a bra. Maybe then you won't complain about them as much.

*You said anything.*

[sitdownbecider]

...I usually avoid complainin' about them by not wearin' 'em.

[Seriously. This things crave freedom.]

[for_realsies]

Yes, but people can tell when you're not wearing one. So we should find you one that fits.

*Yes, but as a famous poet once said. You can't always get what you want.*

[sitdownbecider]

They already can't see 'em. I thought that was the problem. Now you're tellin' me I have t'bind them up, too?

[Is it possible to rage-quit humanity?]

[for_realsies]

It'll actually be a bit more comfortable if you had one that fits your boobs. I've had to deal with my boobs for years, I do know what I'm talking about.

Try jumping off the bed right now, if you don't believe me.

[sitdownbecider]

Jump off... the bed?

[What are we, fillies?]

[for_realsies]

Yes. Crouch on the edge of the bed, and jump to the floor.

If boys were in the room they would love this.

*Well, it's what she has to work with.*

[sitdownbecider]

They would love me... jumpin'.

[What is this body. What are humans. Why is this a thing.]

I don't get it, but... I-I reckon there's no harm.

[So she does just that. She leans over the edge of the bed, the tips of her toes touching the floor. Then, in a moment, she springs up onto her feet.]

[for_realsies]

*Imogen waited for her to finish before trying to explain any of this.*

They like bouncing, it's full of movement and tits. Straight guys love those things, don't ask why.

But it feels very uncomfortable to bounce, right? The right bra you won't feel that.