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POV FLUTTERSHY

My eyes opened slowly, revealing the blurred version of Pinkie's room, with the mattresses scattered on the floor and my friends in the dream world. I rubbed my eyes so that my vision was minimally decent and I could analyze the situation.

The first thing I noticed - after being able to distinguish the shapes - was Pinkie Pie, sleeping in a completely crooked way. I was impressed by the fact that Pinkie had never had to take any medicine for back pain.

Applejack and Rarity slept very close, lurched on each other. There was no way of knowing if they were holding hands or not, the blanket covered them well. Her expressions were serene, but knowing Rarity, maybe she would wake up right after me.

It was impossible not to smile when I saw the other two girls on the mattresses. Twilight had her back to Sunset, who hugged her from behind. The redhead sank her face into Twilight's dark hair, near the back of her neck. They were as calm as the other couple.

There was still someone missing, though. Gently, I turned my body to the other side. My couch companion was still sleeping. Rainbow Dash clearly needed a lot of sleep after drinking so much. A thin thread of saliva flowed from her mouth, indicating that she probably wouldn't wake up so early.

Even if her way of sleeping was not as "graceful" as the others, there was still something that made her adorable like that, not that I knew exactly what it was. Maybe it was the way she played alone instead of paying attention to the movie, or her silly way, or even her innocent expression while sleeping. Maybe it was the three of them, but, as I said, I didn't know what it was.

As much as it was very interesting to analyze and study the way each one slept, I still wanted to get up. Calmly and cautiously, I tried to get off the couch making as little noise as possible. I almost hit the wall, losing my balance. However, I managed to leave without waking anyone up.

I took my cell phone from the coffee table - which had been left in the corner of the room - and saw the time: ten o'clock in the morning. In addition to confirming the time, I took some notifications that were accumulating. Most were related to the posts on my page about the animal shelter for which I volunteered, but there were also some messages from apps, other social networks, and of course, my parents sending chains and photos of "good morning". I rolled my eyes and just ignored the messages, I didn't even open the conversations, there were more important things to worry about at that moment: breakfast.

I walked to the kitchen and, as I had already gone to Pinkie's house several times, I went straight to where I knew the coffee maker was. I spent an amount of coffee that I assumed was enough for me and the rest of the girls. I prepared my cup of coffee with milk and took a good sip, feeling my body wake up as I was drinking the hot drink.

I took my cell phone again and went through my social networks, seeing some funny posts or responding to the comments on the animal shelter page. It didn't take long for me to hear noises coming from the living room. It was halfway through my cup of coffee when Rarity showed up in the kitchen.

Rarity wasn't the most morning person I knew, but that didn't stop her from waking up early, even if she wanted to sleep much more. His face was tired, without dark circles, obviously. Her beauty care made her immune to this kind of thing.

- Good morning Rarity - smile - there is coffee passed if you want.

- Thank you dear, good morning to you too - she sat next to me at the table and started preparing a cup of coffee for herself.

- Only you woke up? - I asked. She just nodded, she didn't like noise first thing in the morning.

As soon as his cup was ready, Rarity took a good sip. Notably she was more awake, her eyes seemed to be more open.