Diamond Tiara develops a bad habit, which only gets worse after a strange dream. How will her best friend Silver Spoon react to her changes?

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“Silver, get me some more cupcakes!” Diamond Tiara barked, spitting crumbs of the cupcake she just ate onto the table, and slammed a pair of bits down with her hoof, “I’m starving here!”
“Uh, sure, Diamond,” Silver Spoon muttered, grabbing the coins in her teeth and hopping off her chair.

The delightful afternoon sunshine was slightly sullied for the grey earth pony filly, watching as her ‘best friend’, the pink earth pony filly, greedily licked crumbs and icing off a cupcake holder.

There was no doubt about it; Diamond Tiara was spoilt rotten, and she knew it. Selfish, sarcastic, and a notorious bully, there seemed to be no low she wouldn’t sink to, or any pony she wouldn’t step over, to get her way.
Recently, she had developed a ravenous appetite, specifically for sweets, and began demanding more of them in her diet. And of course, her doting parents allowed her to snack whenever she wanted.

Obviously, being the heiress to a successful department store chain had its perks.

Even Silver Spoon, despite being her best (and probably only) friend, wasn’t safe from her barking orders. But she couldn’t really complain, lest she face her wrath some more. Of course, hanging around the nasty, condescending rich girl had changed her for the worse, but away from her, she was just as nice as anypony else. She just felt she had to follow her example, or else she would abandon her.

Today was like any other day, the two friends having a table outside Sugarcube Corner for lunch. Well, Diamond certainly considered half a dozen cupcakes and a large chocolate milkshake to be her lunch anyway. Silver simply helped herself to a muffin and her own milkshake, the latter sitting waiting for her as she re-entered the bakery for what felt like the fiftieth time that day.

The filly awkwardly shuffled up to the counter and reared onto her hindlegs, placing the bits on the desktop. “Two more double-chocolate cupcakes, please?”
“More?” Mrs Cake, a blue earth pony mare and co-owner of Sugarcube Corner, chuckled, “Your friend is really putting them away, isn’t she? Reminds me of Pinkie Pie!”
“Heh, yeah,” Silver managed a grin, albeit a sheepish one, as she glanced toward the door.

Swiftly, the coins was exchanged for a pair of chocolate cupcakes with chocolate icing, hence the name ‘double chocolate’.
“Keep this between us,” Mrs Cake whispered to the filly, smirking playfully, “but if I were your friend, I’d slow down on the cupcakes.” She made a gesture like as if she was holding an inflating balloon.
Silver got the idea, stifling a snort into her hoof. “I know, right? Thanks.”

As the filly grabbed the cupcakes by their holders and began walking across the store, she agreed with the older mare; Diamond, with all her snacking, was definitely getting...big.
And she had to admit, the thought of her flying over Ponyville as a giant, grumpy pink balloon put a smirk on her face.

She shook her head and wiped the smile off as she exited outside, walking over to the table where her friend was sitting, looking as uninterested as ever. She slightly lit up upon spotting the treats.
“It’s about time!” She yelled, levitating one of the treats over to her mouth and taking a huge bite into it, before continuing with her mouth full, “I thought I was gonna starve here!”

It took all of Silver’s resolve to avoid rolling her eyes as she hopped back onto her chair, hoping to take a sip of her milkshake. However, the glass, half-full while she left, was filled with nothing but remains of frothy cream.
“Hey! My milkshake!” She whined, frowning sadly at the empty glass.
“Oh, yeah, you were taking your time in there and I got thirsty,” Diamond muttered, totally remorseless as she crammed more cupcake into her mouth, “it’s hot out here and all.”
“Yeah,” the earth filly sighed dejectedly. She was really looking forward to that drink.

With nothing else to do, she glanced up at her friend, blinking with surprise. Mrs Cake wasn’t kidding. Diamond’s stomach had indeed become rounder and more distended recently, easier to spot with her lazy slouching in the chair. Her legs looked slightly thicker and her cheeks a little chubbier. She could swear she saw the start of a double-chin beneath her chewing jaw as well.

“What?” Diamond grunted, spotting her friend’s stare.
“N-nothing, nothing,” Silver yelped, quickly darting her eyes around.

In her head, the grey filly had to wonder how Diamond hadn’t noticed how much bigger she was getting. She could swear the tiara on her flank had gotten wider recently, now she could tell for sure it had. Did she have no idea, or did she just not care?

Either way, she couldn’t help but think in the back of her mind, that somehow, somepony would teach her friend as lesson about her greed. And hopefully, her attitude.



Later that night, Diamond Tiara was in her lavish bedroom in her family’s mansion, enjoying a snack of chocolate ice cream in her queen-sized bed. She had a servant, a young unicorn mare, spoon-feeding it to her as she lazed back under the plush sheets and lazily chewed her cold treat.

“Will the young mistress require anything else?” The servant droned, obviously far too used to doing this, and snarking in the back of her mind over when she would have to get her to chew her food when she became too lazy.
“Nah, I’m good for now,” Diamond muttered, mouth still full of dessert, before swallowing and dismissing her with a hoof, “I’ll call you when I’m hungry again.”
“Of course, have a good sleep,” the older mare bowed her head and left the room, making sure she was nice and alone before quietly adding, “somehow, with all that junk food inside you.”

Satisfied with her selfish glutting for one day, the spoilt filly yawned and nestled herself down, quickly nodding off to peaceful slumber…



The next thing Diamond knew, she wasn’t in her bed at all, but rather, at the end of a long table in a lavishly-decorated room. With the size of the room, and its regal appearance, it wouldn’t look too out of place in Canterlot Castle. The chair she sat in was more like a throne, large enough to fit a few of her!

Rows of chairs sat on each side, but all of them empty. The table itself, however, was anything but; from her end to the other, it was piled up with every kind of dessert she could think of, and then some. Cookies, pies, cakes, ice cream, and much, much more!

The greedy filly began to drool buckets, slurping and licking her lips as she rubbed her round plump middle.

“Greetings, milady,” a familiar voice suddenly spoke up from next to her. She turned, and at her side stood Silver Spoon, in a rather adorable looking maid outfit. “I trust you are ready for the banquet?”

“Banquet?” Diamond repeated, getting a little confused. First of all, why was Silver dressed like that? Second, why was she speaking like that? And third, where was she?
“Of course,” Silver nodded, grinning, “you know, the royal dessert banquet? You do hold it every night, and the only guest allowed to attend is yourself, princess!”

“Princess?” She repeated again, still confused, but then the pieces began to align; she was clearly the princess of somewhere, and she held personal banquets where she could eat everything by herself. Of course! “Ah yes, very good. And, why are you here again?”
“Why, you have me here to make sure you eat every single crumb, remember?” The earth pony said matter-of-factly, “You do so hate to leave any bites unbitten, don’t you?” She added with a giggle.

Everything made sense now, and Diamond gave the awaiting fattening feast a smirk before chowing down on the plate of cookies in front of her.

No more talking, time for food!

Loudly and messily, she crunched through each cookie, fitting several into her mouth at once. The small pile was demolished in around a minute.
She moaned as she chewed and swallowed, having never tasted something so delicious in her life! And she had an entire table’s worth to go through!

Next was a bowl of chocolate ice cream, and quite a large one at that. Chilled and sweet, as it should be, and despite gobbling the whole thing up in a flash, she felt no brainfreeze at all.
“Excellent, so far,” she mumbled through a full mouth, getting spits of food over herself. Silver simply beamed with pride, watching her mistress glut herself some more.

As Diamond stuffed her fat little face more and more, she seemed to be totally oblivious to the peculiar things going on around her. Silver was incredibly smiley and supportive of her overeating, the food on the table moved closer to her as her side of the table emptied, and the strangest one of all, she felt no fuller; only hungrier!

However, the less that was on the table, the more of her was on her chair. She was indeed gaining weight, and rather instantly too. The plush cushion beneath her was being more filled up by her expanding rump, and her thickening legs and hooves made grabbing food more and more difficult.
She wished she was a unicorn so much right now.

It was, however, when she became a pink pile of pudge squished into the chair, that she was simply too tired to eat. Not full, just tuckered out.
She sat there, in a huffing and puffing state, while a pile of double-chocolate cupcakes sat before her, almost mocking her for being so out of shape.

“Oh my,” Silver spoke up, having been standing there and watching this whole time, “would milady care for some assistance?”
“Oof, yeah,” Diamond grunted, panting and gasping, “gimme those cupcakes…!”
“Of course, as you wish,” the other filly complied, a rather dark smirk crossing her face.

Sitting in a manner that her huge pink stomach spilled out before her and her thick dainty hooves could rub and pat the top of it, Diamond watched eagerly as Silver set the tray of cupcakes on her, just out of her reach. Her smirk hadn’t wavered.

“Her highness has become rather porky, hasn’t she?” She teased, popping a cupcake into Diamond’s mouth, “A great big pink pig!”
Diamond said nothing, but grunted her approval as she chewed and swallowed each cupcake pushed into her face.
“That’s right, a great, big, spoilt rotten, porky pony piggy!” Silver continued, giggling as she stuffed her with more and more. “And you’re never gonna stop eating, are you? No you’re not!”

And all Diamond could do was eat, and enjoy. Like the big piggy pony she was…



Diamond squinted as her alarm clock sounded, and she batted the device to the floor, silencing it. She smacked her lips and rolled out of bed, stretching her legs and yawning. Another boring day of school was on its way.

She hoped those stupid blank flanks wouldn’t be around today.

She froze as she stepped in front of her full-size vanity mirror, and got a look at herself.
“What the…?!” She muttered.

She was fatter! She looked around herself, and indeed, every part of her, especially her barrel-like middle, was inflated, making her look like an overinflated balloon! Her tiara cutie marks were stretched to fit her expanded flanks.

“I...I just need to wake up some more, that’s all,” she muttered, shaking her head and going off to get ready for the day, “just that weird dream playing tricks on me.”
Halfway down the hall to the bathroom, she paused again, this time as her stomach started rumbling up a storm. A sudden wave of hunger washed over her.
“Hope the chefs made a good breakfast this morning,” she mused, grinning rather greedily to herself as she continued on.



“...and then I woke up!” Diamond concluded, finishing explaining her strange dream to Silver Spoon.
“Wow, that is weird,” Silver agreed, a slight pink forming on her cheeks that stayed since she heard her involvement in the dream.
“Yeah, and the weirdest part is, I swear I gained weight!” Diamond exclaimed, pausing for her friend to get a look at her.

As obvious as it was that Diamond was indeed much fatter than yesterday (impossibly so, in fact), Silver knew better than to tell her the truth. The last thing she wanted was more of her best friend’s wrath. She also neglected to tell her of the sauce stain on her pink face from her breakfast that morning. Or rather, one of the three breakfasts she had that morning.

“Nah, you don’t look any different,” Silver confirmed with a sure nod, “that dream must be messing with you.”
“Yeah, that’s what I thought too,” Diamond agreed, and the two continued on walking toward the school, both oblivious to the fatter pony’s slower pace.

As the two ponies neared the Ponyville Schoolhouse, they spotted a familiar trio of ponies hanging around outside. Fillies, their age, none of them sporting a cutie mark. Diamond and Silver’s favourite bullying victims; the ‘blank flanks’, as they’d call them.
Ever since she’d gotten her cutie mark, Diamond’s snootiness seemed to hit eleven, and she mercilessly taunted anypony her age not sporting one of their own. Silver wasn’t far behind in getting hers, so she was spared.

“Hey, Silver,” Diamond muttered to her friend, a dark smirk on her face, “let’s give those blank flanks a reminder of why we’re better than them.”
“Uh, sure,” Silver nodded, forcing a smirk on her own face, but honestly was getting tired of these daily reminders Diamond insisted on. Honestly, if Diamond would give it a chance, it wouldn’t be weird to make friends with them, would it?

The trio of fillies rolled their eyes as the cutie marked girls approached them, but as they got closer, their scowls broke as they burst into fits of giggling.

“Wh-what’re you laughing at?!” Diamond demanded, raising an eyebrow.
“Really been hittin’ the cupcakes, haven’t ya?!” The earth pony, Apple Bloom, snickered.
Diamond’s face flushed bright red. “W-what’re you talking about, you country bumpkin?!”
“I think Twilight’s life-giving spell hit one of Pinkie Pie’s balloons!” The unicorn, Sweetie Belle, squeaked with laughter.

Diamond spluttered with outrage. “H-how dare-?! What would you know, you’re a bunch of dumb little blank flanks!”
It was the pegasus Scootaloo’s turn to chime in. “At least we’re not a bunch of big fat flanks!”
Her friends snorted into another round of laughter. Even Silver Spoon had to stifle a giggle with her hoof.

Diamond’s entire face went red with rage, and she finally stomped a hoof on the ground which sent a cascade of wobbles through her body. The ‘blank flanks’ snorted into their hooves at the sight.
“Come on, Silver,” she growled, stomping into the schoolhouse and pausing in the doorway to turn her head with a warning glare, “you three peons better watch your backs today.”

“We’ll have no choice but to look at yours!” Apple Bloom called out, sending another round of giggles amongst the three friends.
Diamond simply grumbled under her breath as Silver followed loyally, albeit trying to fight the smirk growing on her face.



A few hours of boringly average school went by for Diamond, time passing at a snail’s pace since she didn’t even want to try paying attention to what Ms Cherilee was saying.

Even with the constant distractions about her.

Every now and then she could hear whispers of gossipping, a sound she was all too familiar with since she caused them the most, and she would catch a few of her classmates looking at her before they snapped back to look at the desk. While some of them wore giveaway smirks, others had more bashful faces on, and some were even blushing. Even Silver Spoon had a flush of pink on her gray cheeks.

The heck was all that about?
Once school was finally over, she and Silver exited the school, the pink pile of pudge setting their pace to ‘slow afternoon wandering’ thanks to her weight.
“Today was so weird,” Diamond commented to her cohort, “everypony kept looking at me like I grew a second head or something! And those blank flanks weren’t bothered by me at all; in fact, they were insulting me!” She spat, stomping a hoof on the ground, “How dare they?!”

The stomp sent a cascade of wobbles throughout her body. Silver couldn’t help but watch it all.

“I mean, who are they to even think they can treat me like that?!” Diamond continued, ending with a sharp sigh, “Ugh, I need a snack.”
Luckily, the two were nearing their new hangout spot, Sugarcube Corner, and the warm smell of baked delights could even be smelled outside the door!
Diamond’s nose picked up on that smell, which sent her stomach growling in anticipation. With a bit of difficulty that she seemed oblivious to, she reached into her saddlebags and pulled out a pair of bits.

“Get me the usual, would you?” She ordered her friend, who dutifully took the coins, and held out her hoof to halt her, “Wait...get me a lot, actually.” A few more coins were plopped into the gray filly’s hoof.

“Uh, sure,” Silver said unsurely with a nod, watching as Diamond got herself comfortable on an outside chair while the loyal friend entered to make the order.
Silver was feeling pretty odd herself. She was still iffy about Diamond being so demanding of her, but seeing her so big and greedy...it didn’t really bother her at all. In fact, it was fascinating to watch.

She wondered what that was about while she made the large order of cupcakes.

Once the near dozen cupcakes were ready, she carried them out on a tray to her friend, who was waiting impatiently with her pudgy forelegs crossed.
“About time,” she grumbled, grabbing one of the treats before the tray was even on the table, “thought I was gonna starve to death here!”
“S-sorry,” Silver muttered, setting the tray between the two of them and hopping onto her chair.

Diamond began greedily chomping into her cupcake, getting crumbs over her face and the top of her rounded middle. Silver watched intently, while managing to sneak a cupcake for herself.
‘She must be eating like a minotaur at home to get so large’, she thought.

And then, an idea struck her.

“Uh, Diamond?” She began, rather sheepishly and almost too quiet for the other filly to hear.
“Mm?” Her friend mumbled through her full mouth.
“Uh, I was wondering,” she continued, nervously adjusting her large glasses and fidgeting with her braided mane, “If, um, I could sleep over tonight…?”

Diamond swallowed and looked at her with a puzzled face. “Duh, of course you can. You’re, like, my BFF, after all.”
“Oh, thanks!” Silver squealed, just a few decibels beneath yelling, “I know it’s short notice and all but I figured you’d be cool with it!”

Diamond stuffed a few more bites of cupcake in her mouth before continuing.
“Course I am, I’ll get my dad to arrange stuff for us,” is what she meant to say, but it came out totally muffled and with chocolate crumbs spitting in the rest of the cupcakes and toward Silver.

A few struck the gray filly, but she didn’t care. She was going to stay at her BFF’s place and see how much she eats!

Though, what BFF stood for was up for debate now. Best Friend Forever? Big Fat Filly? Bubbly Flabby Flank? The idea caused Silver to giggle into her hoof quietly.

“Mmf?” Diamond muttered. It could best be interpreted as “What?”
“Oh, nothing,” Silver muttered, fidgeting with her glasses as she thought of an excuse, “I was just, uh, thinking of how we can get back at the blank flanks for making fun of you earlier…?”

Diamond looked at her for a few moments, before smirking. She swallowed more cupcake.
“Cool,” she snickered, chomping into a new one, “Remind me to ask later. Oh and uh, get us some milkshakes.” She dropped a few bits on the table, sliding across to Silver.
“Can do!” Silver grinned, taking the bits and practically skipping back into the store.

That was the most chipper she’d responded to an order, she thought. Though she was obviously excited to get to stay at Diamond’s place. And to watch her stuff her face.

She smirked at the rhyme in her head.



Later on in the evening, the two-pony sleepover was in full swing. Diamond’s father, Filthy Rich, allowed her to make all the demands she’d need for the night. Snacks, movies, video games, snacks, soda, and snacks were all on her list, and Filthy Rich really delivered. He had ordered a nearly mountainous amount of junk food for his daughter, as well as all the movies and video games she’d specifically asked for.

The hours flew by as the two best friends hung out together. Many video games were played (and purposely lost by Silver, since this was Diamond’s house after all), and many movies were watched and giggled at. The two began exchanging ways to get back at the three fillies earlier, with Diamond cackling with laughter at the mental images each idea brought.

“Yes, YES!” She’d squeal (like a piglet, Silver would joke in her head), while stuffing another treat into her face and continuing with a full mouth, “Remind me to do that one too!”

You can guess where most of the junk food went. Right into that spoilt pink little puff. She’d claimed most of the good good stuff for herself; all the chocolate and ice cream-related stuff. Silver would grab some when she could, but she wouldn’t mind her friend having the lion’s share.

In fact, she kind of wanted her to.

Diamond spent the entire night stuffing herself throughout their activities. Her appetite was reaching new levels, or perhaps it was her greed. Either way, she was spoiling herself rotten, and she was loving it.

Like a pink little piglet.

Silver couldn’t help but get that little image in her head. Diamond was pink, greedy, and fat. Therefore, a piggy!
Occasionally she’d let out a giggle at the thought, but stifle herself as Diamond brought her attention on her.

“What?” She’d grunt.
“Oh, just thinking of more ways to get at the blank flanks,” she’d lie.
“Oh, cool! Lay it on me!” She’d smirk. And then Silver would have to drum up a quick bullying tactic, which she didn’t exactly enjoy masterminding.

She hoped it would be worth it later.

As time crept closer to midnight, things began to wind down. Both girls were tuckered out from having so much fun together, Diamond the most from her added eating effort.

She let out a huge yawn, her mouth covered in various sweet sauces and crumbs, and she smacked her lips.
“Time to sleep,” she decided, flopping back on her huge plush bed, which the two spent most of the night on, “tuck me in, could you Silver?”

Silver, laying down on a pillow, sat up and pulled the blankets over her friend. Strangely, she didn’t feel weird at all about it. Getting to be close to her stuffed pinata of a friend made it more worth it.

“Thanks,” Diamond yawned, blinking softly, and waved her off dismissively with a hoof, “off you go then.”
“You’re welcome,” Silver smiled, and hopped off the bed to snuggle beneath her sleeping bag. Diamond was the hostess, so of course she made the rules. And one rule was she got the whole bed to herself.

“Wait, what about the leftovers?” Silver inquired, pointing to the rather sizeable pile of unopened snacks around the beanbags before the TV.
“Eh, the maids’ll get it in the morning,” Diamond grunted, stretching her limbs, “so I can have it for breakfast…”
“Oh, alright,” she nodded, feeling a little giddy all of a sudden, “night, Diamond,” she muttered sweetly.
“Night,” The little hostess burped. And the lights were turned off...



Silver was stirred awake by a strange cacophony of noises in the darkness. Like a manticore cub crying to its mother for food like she saw in a documentary at school once.

She wasn’t far off though. The noises were coming from Diamond’s bed, and from putting on her glasses and peeking up, the source was her stomach gurgling and her moaning in her sleep.

Silver immediately began to worry for her friend. Was she having problems? Was she going to be sick?!
She hopped onto the bed and began nudging her. “Diamond, wake up!”

After a bit of nudging and stirring, Diamond’s eyes squinted tight before slowly opening and adjusting to see her friend looking worriedly into her eyes.
“W-what?” She grunted, smacking her lips.

“Are you okay?” Silver muttered, blinking as she sighed with relief, “You were wiggling around and your tummy was making weird noises…”
“I was just dreaming, dummy,” Diamond grumbled, rubbing her eyelids, then blinked as she looked at her friend, “come to think of it, you were in it again.”

“Really?” Silver muttered, raising an eyebrow as she cocked her head.
“Yeah,” the pink pile of pony nodded, “like, I was in this factory, and you were there in this little suit, telling me that I was hired as a taste tester. And then I start getting stuffed with cookies and cakes and all sorts of stuff!”

Silver’s gray cheeks flushed slightly pink. “I-I was?”
“Yeah, weird, isn’t it?” Diamond muttered, “Like, this is the second time I’ve had a dream like that...and the second time you were there.”

Silver had to wonder, was this becoming a theme for her. Was this some kind of subconscious message by Princess Luna or something?

The growling sound went off again. Both ponies were well aware of what the source was. Diamond put a hoof to her stomach, glancing longingly toward her bean bags.
“I really need a snack,” she whined, “but I don’t wanna get up…”

“I’ll bring it over!” Silver squeaked, her grin quite possibly a bit too wide, but Diamond didn’t seem to register it.
“Oh, yeah?” Diamond blinked, surprised, but pleasantly so, “Well, sure. Get me some chocolates, some muffins, cupcakes...and, uh, whatever else you can find.”
“Will do!” The smaller filly chirped, saluting and hopping off the bed.

The next five minutes were spent by Silver going back and forth from the beanbags to the bed, delivering as many snacks as she could carry to her greedy friend. She spent the entire chore with a huge smile on her face, thinking of the outcome.
It was weird, she had no clue why she was so eager to see Diamon eat. She supposed she’d find out when she was done.

“There, all done,” she huffed, surrounding her friend with junk food.
The sweet aromas surrounding Diamond caused her stomach to growl and her mouth to water like a stream. “Thanks…”

As if completely forgetting Silver was there, she dug into the treats, chomping and chewing into each one. Cupcakes, chocolates, cookies, muffins, cakes, ice cream, all of it fell prey to the spoilt rotten marshmallow’s ravenous urge for a midnight snack.

Silver simply watched with awe as her friend tore into the sugary treats with such intensity. She was eating like she was being starved for weeks!

And it was intriguing. How a pony could eat so much and enjoy it just as much. Not to mention the effect it was having on her.

Such as right now. As Diamond continued to stuff her face, her stomach became rounder and more taut. But she showed no signs of stopping, at all.
However, she did slow down after a while, but not for the obvious reason.

“Phew, too tired…” Diamond huffed, her legs laying limp by her side, “But, so much left…”
A trio of muffins lay just out of her reach, and try as she might to reach them, she could not.

And Silver, noticing her friend’s mix of distress and laziness, stepped forth.
She picked up a muffin and held it to her friend’s mouth. “Open wide!”

Diamond blinked, suddenly rejuvenated by the site of the dessert, and opened her mouth to be fed.
And fed she was.

It was rather reminiscent of her dreams, but she didn’t care, because food.

And in no time, the muffins were finished, and so was Diamond. She let out a long sigh and patted her stuffed stomach with her hooves.
“That’s better...thanks,” she muttered, smacking her lips as her consciousness began to leave her once again with her mind and body at peace.

As soon as she was back to sleep, Silver went to hop off the bed, but she had an opportunity.
She snuck over to Diamond’s slumbering body, feeling a soft warmth radiate from the pink dome that was her middle. She gently put a hoof against it, feeling and watching as it sank in a little before stopping at where she was full.

With a giggle, Silver curled up next to her friend, taking off her glasses and easily nodding off next to the hot water bottle that was her best friend.
That was the first time she’d meant her thanks, too. That made it so much sweeter.

Their friendship was sure to become a lot more interesting.



A little while later, over in the castle of Canterlot, Princess Luna laid on her bed, using her magic to witness a little gray filly sleep soundly against her great big marshmallow of a friend, who was snoring rather ungracefully.

“They are quite adorable when they are so big, are they not?” She giggled to herself, before closing the magical window, “Perhaps I should have influenced her dreams earlier?”