She's adorable. I'd love to snuggle her on a Saturday morning while she got sleepily huffy about how it was runing her schedule.
>"Nooooo, let me goooo!"
>Sassy tried playfully kicking her way out of your arms, mildly annoyed with your resistance.
"But it's Saturday."
>"I need to finish the Manehattan deal before Monday! You already turned off my alarm clock and I'm going to be late!"
>Sassy looks at the clock.
>"Bits and bobbins, I am late!"
>She tried kicking even harder now. It was adorable.
"Rarity's been telling you to take a day off."
>"But I don't want to! I want everything to be perfect!"
"Sorry, Rarity explicitly told me to not let you go in today, and that'd she handle it herself. She's your boss, what kind of colt friend would I be if I didn't help you advance your career?"
>*huffy horse noises*
"Don't you take that tone with me young lady, or I might have to take back that box of Donut Joe's I picked up this morning while you were still asleep."
>"You...you got Donut Joe's?"
"Yes, now are you going to behave, or am I going to have to take your donuts away?"
>Defeated, she rolled over, burring her face in your chest, partially under the covers.
>"Fine. You better have gotten blueberry donuts with sprinkles."
>You pulled her close into an embrace.
"Of course I did, but because of your fussing, I'm entitled to at least 20 minutes of angry manager cuddles."
