You lean in, and kiss Moonflower to wake her up. The younger pony eagerly returns the gesture before opening her eyes.

Moonflower: "Mmh... g'evenin'."

You tell good morning to Moonflower.

Moonflower: "Oh, right! Mornin'. This is gonna take some gettin' used to. Hmm... sure could get used to this, though."

Moonflower begins to slowly stroke your hind leg with her own, still hugging you warmly.

Moonflower: "(yawn)... Ooh, smells like best friends. We're gonna have to take a bath! Heehee..."