An adorable and lovely gift art from the equally adorable and lovely Fliegerfausttop47 of our OCs Dust and Bashful cuddling together!<3

Ahhhh it’s so cute and adorable and I love it so much thank you once again Flieger!!!<3

And here’s a adorable amazing story he wrote to go with it. Uploaded with his permission^^

The hallways of the castle were illuminated by a soft and faint purple color, emanating from the bioluminescent crystals high above hanging from the roof, showcasing how ponies used magic to circumvent some technologies. Then again, this was a castle made of crystal, with many geometrical shapes all around, so crystalline lightbulbs powered by arcane powers made sense in the context given.

In these hallways, the gray unicorn walked softly, his clean, soft, fluffy hooves stepping over the cold floor with a proud attitude, dashingly leading the pony to his destination, as he gazed across the rooms and closed doors. Even despite working here for a lengthy amount of time, he had to pay attention to where he was going to not lose himself in the seemingly endless maze of hallways and rooms, which occasionally happened to the cutie blue-eyed stallion.

He looked to his sides, acknowledging the doors and their respective numbers, his mind making a funny thought in his head, wondering just how many guest rooms Twilight’s castle really needed if usually no ponies (Aside from the other Mane Six) came to stay in here… Then again the amount of rooms was great just in case there was a party or something planned inside. He walked with determination, seeking something specific, as his longsword bounced slightly on his side, his fake leather greatcoat being unique among the often-naked ponies. In a sense, it was a uniform for his job as a sellsword, a job that involved protecting Twilight Sparkle, with the help of Tempest Shadow… That was on paper though, in the everyday life it was rather different and more like ‘hanging out with Twi and Tempy’ instead, seeing that usually there weren’t creatures daring to harm such a powerful magical being as Twi.

Despite the fact he was bodyguarding a badass that could bodyguard herself proper, he loved this job, especially because he could hang with the lavender bookhorse and help her, to not mention that Tempest Shadow was also a really nice mare to chill with if you got to know her past the ‘strangers’ level. It was clear they were both best of friends and maybe something else altogether, even despite the occasional tsundere attitude that Tempest showcased from time to time, or her seriousness and snarky remarks.

His motioning forward kept itself steady and constant, as he tried to look for an new pony in this cute little ‘family’ of sorts. He was a new addition currently living in the castle (Even though he had his own home where he spent time in too), that he had meet during a cute little contest about who was the best Princess. Him and the unicorn both got the highest of ranks; S, and as such, they got a really cool Solar Hero medal of gold and ruby, surprisingly. After that event, the cute little critter decided to start talking with the aloof unicorn, proceeding to form a strong, unbreakable friendship with him in the matter of months. And right now, they were the bestest of friends, loving, caring, and always happy to see each other and have fun, in orthodox and unorthodox ways.

At last, his travel was completed, as he walked towards one of the doors on the right side of the hallway. This one seemed normal, just like the rest, but there was a cute little aircraft sticker in the front that Dust had stamped in there so he could know where his room was and not miss it. Accelerating his pace slightly, he trotted lightly towards it, as his forehoof posed itself gently on top of the knob, twisting it clockwise… before he remembered that he had to knock. A quick shift from his hoof holding the knob and in less than a second it was already banging onto the crystal frame… gosh why everything in this castle has to be made of crystal? I get it was a magical spawning castle but still

Despite the fact it was a door with geological properties, it functioned just as a normal door, if not stronger and more durable due to the materials. As such, the sound was heard in the interior, and promptly a response was given, something that sounded like “You can come in!”. With a verbal confirmation, the unicorn proceeded to step forward. What he saw inside was pretty normal for him; the inhabitant of this room was lying on the bed, smiling cutely as he used his front paws to write on the keyboard, probably writing a story or searching for reference pictures to draw. It also helped that next to the laptop there was a drawing, neatly colored and outlined already.

Dust smiled cutely upon seeing his best friend; the adorable plane pony with luxurious and extremely fluffy white coat, red/blue stripes on his paws and hooves, twin-boom tails due to his plane pony nature, stripes on his ears and mane, and light blue glasses. He stared at the laptop screen intently, seemingly focused on his task at hoof… although it could also be noticed he may have stayed awake through the night doing it, if the bags under his eyes and the tiredness and slow movements said something. “Hey kitty cat! How are you?” Dust said in a friendly manner, proceeding to walk towards the bed and sit next to him.

“I… Hi Dust… I… I’m doing something for a friend…. And also trying to figure what I should draw for Dark… uh… how are you? Nice clothes” Said ‘kitty cat’ replied absentmindedly, not looking or turning his gaze towards him other than the ubiquitous acknowledging of him existing. Then again it wasn’t because he was trying to be mean, but instead he was hyperfixated in his drawing and getting reference pictures… to not mention the tiredness, which seemed to win over the plone as he headbanged every dozen minutes of so, threatening to fall asleep but not quite… It was like if his eyes closed and he almost blacked out for a couple seconds before rebooting, and it was clear he’d bonk his laptop’s keyboard sooner or later.

“Oh nice… Hey are you sure you’re okay? You seem really tired… I think I heard you were awake last night” Dust replied with a hint of worry in his voice, as he proceeded to pet the plane pony in the bed, but the plane pony refused the pet with a soft hiss that came out more as a knee-jerk reaction, not wanting to threaten him but knowing that if he accepted the pets he’d get relaxed and then he’d fall asleep, and he really wanted to finish this task “O-Oh… I-I’m okay… really… I-I should finish this… What time is it… why is it 9:00 P.M it was 7:00 A.M…” The monotony and lack of emotion in his voice let Dust know he was a really sleepy plone, even though the other, less subtle indications already cleared his suspicion.

“Uh… I don’t think it’s okay for you to stay awake in such a way… Why not this; I’ll bring you to my room, and then we’ll snuggle lovingly with each other, and you’ll get a decent amount of sleep with me… then I could also help you with your drawing… how does that sound?” Dust asked, looking at his little friend worriedly. Bashful didn’t seem to react to his words, still focused intently on the laptop, writing in a surprisingly quick way, line after line being finished as he continued to think about the story on the go. “N-No… really it’s fine… “ He shook his head, and continued “I… I don’t want to inconvenience you… don’t worry…”

The eye roll of Dust was so noticeable that it could be heard from miles away, he smiled softly and kept looking at Bashy, with a bit of a devious smile. He was always like this, the cute little plone was a bit too self-sacrificial and would forgo sleep or basic needs, instead considering the artworks and things for his friends more important. But Dust wasn’t taking none of it. “Oh… Well too bad kitty cat I wasn’t going to take no for an answer anyways”. And with that, his horn glowed a faint blue, briefly illuminating the dark room before he proceeded to shrink the plone down. Bashy protested and fought, not wanting to abandon what he was doing in such a critical moment, but it wasn’t exactly easy to fight such a teasing and dominant unicorn.

“Hey, stop… I need to do that!” Bashy exclaimed, but it was to no avail. Dust was locking his own size-shifting powers using his unicorn magic, so the plone couldn’t grow back. And with that, Dust proceeded to levitate the now shrunken plone towards him, picking him on his hoof and proceeding to bury him against his chest. The adorable little bespectatled cutie being softly smushed between the clean fluffy frog and his soft velvety chest fluff, as Dust decided to abandon the crime scene, giggling at Bashy’s muffled sounds of irritation. Before that though, he made sure to save what he was doing on his laptop.

And then the unicorn went back towards his own room, silently closing Bashy’s and trotting in a bit of a faster pace through the many halls and passages of the building. He could feel Bashy squirm and protest in irritation, but he just pressed him further with his hoof, muffling him and embedding him on his frog. “Yes yes I know you’re annoyed but this is for your own good. You don’t want to sleep and sleep is important… And I say it from experience; it sucks when my sleeping schedule goes messy” He said, which seemed to calm down the plone a bit, but he still wasn’t okay with this.

After a bit of walking, he successfully completed his objective, seeing the door leading to his room at the distance. A quicker trot to hurry up and he was there in less than 10 seconds. The most outstanding thing that allowed for easy identification was that the door of his room had a blue sign that said “Warning: Ponies at Play” written in a funny sort of way. He turned on the knob with his unicorn magic, currently having his hoof busy smushing and rotating his hoof to keep Bashy calm, and proceeded to get inside. What was in the interior of his room wasn’t that outstanding; it was like any other room in Twilight’s Castle, with a bed shoved into one of the corners, a blue comforter above it, and teal pillows… why there were so many pillows anyways? There was also a flatscreen and rather modern TV in one of the corners, securely placed on top of a shelf, and an expensive-looking gaming console on the ground, in a small coffee table that might as well be used as a hoofrest. There was also a two-seat couch/sofa thing in the middle, facing the TV and console.

He closed the door behind him with one of his hindhooves, before proceeding to lock it, even though it wouldn’t do much since locks tend to work for people to not enter, they don’t generally impede people from leaving. Shortly afterwards he levitated Bashy onto the bed and grew him back to his original size, taking off the fake leather coat and hanging it on a ponnequin nearby, also putting his claymore sword in a designated stand, making sure the sharp end was on its casing and facing downwards. Bashy groaned in annoyance and looked at him “Do you realize it looks very sus that you closed the door like that? And basically took me from my room?”

“Haha… sorry kitty cat, but trust me I want to help you, and I’m not gonna do anything you wouldn’t like anyways, I promise” He said, stretching a bit before proceeding to sit down onto the bed, looking with a smile at the autographed poster of the Wonderbolts before lying on the soft mattress, noticing two of his socks carelessly tossed in the edge of his bed. The plone meanwhile remained on one of the corners, with a bit of a confused expression. “I beg your pardon? I didn’t want to come here” He said with an annoyed cute soft tone, which made Dust giggle from his position. “Well… maybe… but that behavior isn’t healthy… also don’t lie to me you’d love to snuggle with me”. Bashy tried to retort but found no case in doing so; in any case it’s not like Dust would stop from the plone’s annoyance. Upon seeing Bashful give up, Dust smiled and levitated him towards him, gently placing him onto his chest and wrapping one of his hooves around him, stroking his back.

“Hey, I want you to sleep, okay? No sneaking out when I fall asleep… Really kitty cat you need to sleep your look isn’t the best.” He added, rubbing one of his big, wide forehooves on Bashy’s eyes, signaling the darker coloration in the bags, and the fact that he was fighting hard to keep his eyes open. Bashy just sighed and accepted his defeat, resting his head onto Dust’s neck as he got comfortable… He may not be able to finish that today, so he might as well enjoy this situation right?. “Okay okay I’ll go to sleep… but I really wanted to finish that…” He grumbled softly, eliciting another chuckle from the bigger unicorn.

For Dust, it felt like if Bashy was his cute little pet to pamper and caress. From his smaller size compared to the unicorn, to the fact he was currently rubbing his mane and ears, listening to the soft sounds of his purring. It was clear Bashy was happy, and, as he expected, he was starting to relax and drift back to sleep. “I promise I’ll try to help you tomorrow so you can recover that lost time. If you want to of course. For now, you’re my cuddle hostage” And as soon as he finished with that sentence he proceeded to tightly hug the plone in his grasp, wrapping both forehooves (And even his hindhooves) on his barrel and pulling tightly, smushing the kitty against him. Bashy let out a soft squeak of embarrassment and enjoyment, purring a bit louder.

With his telekinetic powers, the unicorn brought the blanket on top of them both, covering Bashy almost completely. His gray clean hoof kept motioning on his head, brushing his mane and ruffling it even further. It was becoming messier with every stroke, then again his mane was already a messy conflagration. The plone breathing became slower and more calm, as he stopped arguing or fighting back and just enjoyed the feeling of snuggling and the closeness to his best friend. Physical gesture like that was awfully common in Equestria, even for colts like these two. Snuggles and hugs were common, and even encouraged. So Dust continued to hug and pet him, allowing his kitty to rest on top of his chest, finally able to fall asleep with such a comfortable embrace. He wasn’t sleeping on any pillow, unlike Dust, but that didn’t matter; Dust was his own fluffy soft pillow and bed…

This was a cute story and drawing that my very best friend forever and lovely cutie partner Twiny Dust asked me to draw for him as a request. I loved drawing this very much, although I’m hating myself a tiny bit for it taking so long. Just look at that this was meant to be finished 30th of November :<

Either way, I’m happy how the Wonderbolt’s poster turned out, and how Dust and Bashy look snuggling to eachother. I also tried drawing some socks because, idk, just wanted to try and see how I’d draw them for the future… I think I did… decent? Idk. I don’t know how to draw the bed, and I think I exceeded in the amount of pillows, but it doesn’t matter, also more pillows means a bigger blanket fortress >:D

Hopefully I managed to get Dust’s manestyle okay, it’s a little bit complex for me for some reason. Either way, considering this is a gift art for Dust, I hope he loves this very much and deeply. <3

(Dust: I very much did BTW<3)