Getting back to my Equestria dreamscape. Lucidity slowly returned to Applebloom as she lay on the floor of the CMC clubhouse. Even without opening her eyes she could feel the light of the morning sun washing over her.

Slowly the filly pieced together the memories of last night in the Dream Realm. Her adventure with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo that had been ruined by the presence of a Mimic.>>2015068 Her battle with it,>>2015847 and her talk with Princess Luna afterwards.>>2016651

As the filly laid there eyes closed and sorted out this information in her head she slowly became more and more aware of sounds around her. Birds chirping in the tree around clubhouse. The distant sound of train’s steam whistle, and her friends softly talking to themselves. After a couple of second Applebloom figured out she was the focus of their discussion.

“I’m not sure Sweetie. I poked her with a stick a couple of times and she didn’t wake up?” Scootaloo whispered.

“Oh, oh this is not good!” Applebloom could hear her friend gnawing on a hoof. “You, you did check that she was breathing? Right?”

“She’s a breathing alright, but she didn’t wake up. Um, uh, you don’t think Princess Luna threw her is some dream prison do you?”

The earth pony could hear her unicorn friend fidgeting which made the floorboards of the clubhouse creak. “Maybe Princess Luna put a sleep spell on her?”

“Yeah! that could be it!” Applebloom heard her pegasus friend whisper. “I even read a story recently about a unicorn who cast a spell on the hero and put them to sleep!”

“How, how did the spell get broken?”

“Oh he got a kiss from the mare who loved him!”

“We’ve got kiss her to wake her up!” Sweetie squeaked.

Applebloom rolled her eyes under her closed eyelids. Really? She started open them when Scootaloo spoke up.

“Um, well maybe. Um, er, it was unicorn mare who kissed the hero in the story, so, uh maybe you should do it Sweetie.”

AB could almost feel the heat from Sweetie’s blush wash over her. “Me! Kiss her! Oh no nonono! I can’t do it!”

“Sweetie!” Hissed the pegasus. Apparently at some point Scootaloo brain had made the cockamanie decision that this was the only possible course of action to save their sleeping friend. “Breaking this spell is up to us! You care about her don’t you?”

Scootaloo. Did ya hit yer head last night? Applebloom wondered.

“I can’t do Scoots. You do it!”

“Me!”

“Yes you. She’s your friend as well. You kiss her!”

Applebloom was torn from waking, busting up laughing, or suddenly waking up and throwing her pillow at them. Then Scootaloo spoke up.

“Fine! I’ll do it!” Suddenly Applebloom was aware of another pony very close to her. The filly raised her head and opened her eyes. Leaning over with head close to hers was the orange pegasus. Scootaloo froze and the earth pony stared at her for several seconds. Then she spoke.

“Scoots. What are ya doing?” The filly watched as her friend’s face turned from orange to scarlet red.

To be continued.