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// A Jump Start 
// Story: SciSet Fluff Stories~ 
// by Starflame_Sparks 
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7:30am was Twilight Sparkle's ideal time to get up in the morning, regardless if it was a weekday or not. She always had a routine—wake up, shower, brush teeth, breakfast, then walk to school (if there was any).
This morning, however, she woke up in a bed not her own. It belonged to Sunset Shimmer, her girlfriend.

On not-so-rare occasions lie this, she'd whip up a quick—yet delicious—breakfast. Although Sunset's "cooking skills" were something to be concerned about, the younger girl did wish she'd help out more often than not. But Twilight knew that if she were to abruptly wake her partner so suddenly, she'd be left with a groggy, half-awake Sunset in the morning.

Unless..


"Rise and shine, Sunny!~" was the first thing Sunset heard that morning—which was followed by a peck on her lips—before she had even opened her eyes.

"W-wha–" was all that Twilight would let Sunset say before she jumped on top of her, connecting their lips and holding that position. 

"Well good morning to you too." the bacon fiery-haired girl said. "What was that for?"
Twilight had no reasonable answer, so she simply said instead, "Are you complaining?"
"..I guess not..."

They continued to make out in bed. Sunset then sat up and leaned down forwards, without breaking the kiss, so that Twilight was underneath her.

"Mmph– too much..." Twilight said as the rational part of her mind started to come back, her breath laboured.

"Are you complaining?" her girlfriend had repeated her own words.

"..n-no..."
Though, it may have been way too early for this level of intimacy, they both so eagerly wanted to continue.

So they did.

For about a few minutes, at least. Until Twilight decided that enough was enough.

"Alright, get off me now."
"Well, I wasn't the one who woke my girlfriend up with a makeout session and caught her off-guard."
"You're the one who wanted to continue."
"You started it."
"You escalated it."
"What, so I'm an escalator now?"
"...you know perfectly well what I meant, Sunset."
The older girl chuckled. "Yeah, I just like messing with you." She then got off of the bespectacled girl, going downstairs to the bathroom.

"Help me with breakfast when you're done!" Twilight said, sitting.


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Twilight rushed to turn off the stove, lest the flames reach a height taller than she is.
"HOW THE HECK DO YOU BURN PANCAKES LIKE THIS?!" She shouted in a panic, using a pot lid as a shield against the heat as she finally got close enough to kill the flame.

"I DON'T KNOW!!" her girlfriend replied, hastily turning off the lidless blender that was spewing out what should've been a fruit smoothie everywhere.

The couple stood in the middle of the kitchenette, pink sludge on the walls—and ceiling—, what could barely even be called "pancakes" on the pan, and to top it all off, the smoke having set off the smoke detector, soaking the two.

A giggle escaped Sunset, then Twilight, and soon, both of them were laughing for no apparent reason.

"I'm never letting you cook again anytime soon."
"Agreed."