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Entry for the Pandoraverse Month of Love contest hosted by Lopoddity

Chakra Blossom and Primrose fell asleep reading fairy tales while waiting for Bat Daddy to get home from work.

Edit: Now with dialogue~

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It had been a long and stressful night at Canterlot Castle, each minute stretched by an impossible series of magical mishaps, erratic emergencies, and the general shenanigans and insanity that marked the approach of Hearts and Hooves Day. No one said anything about it, of course, but it was a general assumption among the royal guard that every year the…issues…stemmed from Queen Chrysalis and Princess Iridescence. The running theory was that the holiday…or, more aptly, the love it fostered…made the Changeling royals go just the slightest bit berserk, overrun with power.

But whether that was true, and whether they were indeed to blame was neither here nor there and as Celestia brought the sun ever higher, replacing the velvety blanket of night with the rosy blush of dawn, it was the day guard’s problem now. All Nocturnus had to worry about until dusk was getting home and getting some rest. He’d been doing this job long enough to know that it would be quite a while before the holiday chaos wound down and a sane, normal routine returned.

That made him all the more appreciative as his home came into view, a smile lifting his weary features at the light that shone through the front window. It was a sure sign Primrose had waited up for him, despite the fact that she should have been in bed long before sunrise, the silly filly. Not that he was ever really upset by it; this meant he would get to read her a bedtime story, a ritual he hated to miss.

“Sorry I’m late, Prim. The castle gets crazy this time of year.” Silence answered him and he turned from where he was removing his armor, peering around the still open door at the old sofa that filled most of the living room, surprise showing on his face at the sight that greeted him.

Chakra Blossom was sprawled across the overstuffed cushions, tinted glasses askew and a very familiar, very pink storybook dangling precariously from his hoof, moments away from falling to the floor. And there, snuggled comfortably in the pegasus’ feathery ruff, was Primrose, secured protectively by Chakra’s other foreleg. For a long moment, the one-eyed batpony just stared, a part of him wanting to find a camera, the rest of him touched by the tender serenity of the scene.

Shaking his head fondly, Nocturnus went to fetch a blanket. And find that camera.

Description
Entry for the Pandoraverse Month of Love contest hosted by Lopoddity

Chakra Blossom and Primrose fell asleep reading fairy tales while waiting for Bat Daddy to get home from work.

Edit: Now with dialogue~

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It had been a long and stressful night at Canterlot Castle, each minute stretched by an impossible series of magical mishaps, erratic emergencies, and the general shenanigans and insanity that marked the approach of Hearts and Hooves Day. No one said anything about it, of course, but it was a general assumption among the royal guard that every year the…issues…stemmed from Queen Chrysalis and Princess Iridescence. The running theory was that the holiday…or, more aptly, the love it fostered…made the Changeling royals go just the slightest bit berserk, overrun with power.

But whether that was true, and whether they were indeed to blame was neither here nor there and as Celestia brought the sun ever higher, replacing the velvety blanket of night with the rosy blush of dawn, it was the day guard’s problem now. All Nocturnus had to worry about until dusk was getting home and getting some rest. He’d been doing this job long enough to know that it would be quite a while before the holiday chaos wound down and a sane, normal routine returned.

That made him all the more appreciative as his home came into view, a smile lifting his weary features at the light that shone through the front window. It was a sure sign Primrose had waited up for him, despite the fact that she should have been in bed long before sunrise, the silly filly. Not that he was ever really upset by it; this meant he would get to read her a bedtime story, a ritual he hated to miss.

“Sorry I’m late, Prim. The castle gets crazy this time of year.” Silence answered him and he turned from where he was removing his armor, peering around the still open door at the old sofa that filled most of the living room, surprise showing on his face at the sight that greeted him.

Chakra Blossom was sprawled across the overstuffed cushions, tinted glasses askew and a very familiar, very pink storybook dangling precariously from his hoof, moments away from falling to the floor. And there, snuggled comfortably in the pegasus’ feathery ruff, was Primrose, secured protectively by Chakra’s other foreleg. For a long moment, the one-eyed batpony just stared, a part of him wanting to find a camera, the rest of him touched by the tender serenity of the scene.

Shaking his head fondly, Nocturnus went to fetch a blanket. And find that camera.