Story Update, yadda yadda yadda.

Sup guys.

Chapter 7 of "What The Night Remembers" is in the proofing/tweaking phase. As such, I hope to get it posted tonight sometime, once I'm back from my errands. As a side note, this is where the story will begin to manifest its Teen rating (if it hadn't before). Here's a small preview, so you may not want to read too much into it.

Though she pieced together how to send it ideas in form of feelings and images, the moon usually returned a nonsensical reply. It even once showed a hot mug of coffee in response to a query of what made it tick.

Luna shook her head slightly, "Fair Applejack, if you were any other pony..."

"You'd tell me to go buck myself," the farmer finished for her, "Now, if ya don't mind, Ah'm goin' to hop in the shower."

"You'd also no doubt take me as a student, call me Horny, and put me in that getup your wearin'," Applejack said.

Celestia smiled to herself, some relief visible on her normally placid face, "Luna was just up late playing with Applejack."

As always, stay safe and take care.

ONWARD!