Little Soft Relax

Rarity: Applejack. How can you be comfortable on that bay of hay?
Applejack: Well, it takes some time to get accustomed. But you get used to.
R: It's simply no way a pony should sleep on.
AJ: Uh, Rare? Most of our beds are filled with the stuff?
R: Not mine! I'm too delicate of a mare to sleep on a mattress full of... h-hay!
AJ: And on what kind of bed are you sleeping on, then?
R: Canterlot's finest bed, of course.
AJ: Huh?
R: Metal springs and a special foam made of.... *ahem* (quietly) p-pegasus feathers....
AJ: W-what did you say?
R: Uh... I meant goose feathers. Yes.
AJ: Rainbow would not be happy to hear what you just said.
R: Please! Don't tell her! Please!
AJ: Well... You have no choice to sleep on hay now.
R: No! Not that! I already have insomnia!
AJ: I heard that you sleep pretty well. Your sister came to my farm telling us she couldn't sleep because you were... snoring?
R: ....
AJ: Hahaha! Welcome into the club.
R: NOOOOO!
AJ: Try this bale right now and ah promise ah won't tell.
R: *sigh* I have no choice do I?
AJ: Nope.
R: *righ* Fine. Y-you can have my cushion. But don't stain it!
AJ: Relax. Ah won't.
They both stood up and laid on their respective bed.
R: For Celestia's love! I-I can't do it! The straws are messing with my mane, it itch and....
AJ: *snores*
R: Hmph!
She levitated her friend and put it her back on the bale.
AJ: W-what? What? Huh? Where...
R: You fell asleep the moment you laid on my cushion.
AJ: Huh? Oh. Ah guess being used to sleep on rough beds, that one was sooo...
R: Comfortable?
AJ: Yeah. And your bed is...
She nodded.
AJ: Wow! Too bad my bed is not that good. *Nervous laugh* Ah could probable have even better sleep and...
R: I know somepony who could make you one, but far cheaper than mine.
AJ: REALLY? Uh... ah mean...
R: I won't tell Rainbow if you never mention of my snoring ever again.
AJ: Deal.
They hoof bumped.
AJ: But you gotta tell Sweetie too about... you know...
R: Oh. But I have something in mind about that...

Later. At the boutique.
Sweetie Belle: Uh, Rarity? What are these?
R: Ear plugs.
SB: What I'm supposed to do with them?
R: Simple. You put them in your ears to cut out the... noise which prevents you to fall asleep.
SB: Like your....
Rarity glared at her younger sister.
SB: R-right.
R: Good.
SB: Hey! What about you put something in your mouth to prevent you to-
R: What about I send you to Applejack's each night to sleep on the hay?
SB: They don't make sleep on the h- Oh. She told you.
R: Yes. Or I could ask her to make a bed of hay just for you. Wouldn't that be great? You could sleep so well since you seem to enjoy it.
SB: Y-yeah. Great. But no thanks.
R: Really? Oh. Are you sure?
SB: *groan* Give me the plugs.
Sweetie Belle walked to her room while levitating the plugs.
R: Are you could back to mom and dad's?
SB: Dad's snoring is even worse than your!
R: Really?
SB: No. You're the worst.
R: Hmph! I guess I will ask AJ about that bed, then.
SB: Noooo!

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