Who is a pretty pegasus? · 4:01pm Apr 16th, 2017
There was a very pretty pony in the mirror, yes indeed. Gosling admired himself in the somewhat fogged over bathroom window, adoring his own reflection, and admiring his own perfect wings. Turning them at the joint, he angled them forwards, revealing the topside of his feathers to the mirror, and then turning them at the joint once more, he angled them backwards, revealing their downy undersides.
There was no pegasus more pretty or perfect.
It was too bad that this wasn’t real. Gosling knew that when he awoke from this pleasant dream, his wings would be hideous and naked again. Still, there was no reason why he couldn’t enjoy this for what it was, and so he did. Whistling at himself, he then began to make kissy-noises at his own reflection, as one might do to a beloved parrot or pet bird. It was ridiculous, but Gosling was a ridiculous pony. What he did in his dreams was his own business.
Sure, vain ponies were annoying, and Gosling knew this, but he also knew that he was the real deal. When he announced that he was pretty, Gosling wasn’t being vain—no, he was stating a fact. Surely, stating an established fact couldn’t possibly be considered vanity. His self adoration was interrupted by the bathroom door opening, and Luna entering the bathroom.
She snorted, because of course she did, and then stood there, shaking her head while rolling her eyes. Gosling gave her something to look at, swaying his head from side to side while waving his extended wings about. Pegasus ponies had their own language of love, an avian one—it was showy, expressive, and sultry. And Gosling? He might just be the most expressive avian orator who had ever lived. At least, he liked to think so.
“We leave you to your own devices in Our dream realm, and this is what you do.”
“Well, yeah.” Gosling grinned and nodded, then gestured at the water faucet over the sink. “Wanna turn on the water and make this dream a little damp? I’ve been working on a new plumage display. I bet I could get your juices flowing—”
“No!” Luna’s eyes widened and she shook her head. “No, saucy cockrel, We have come to you seeking your help.”
“Do you have a sexy problem that requires my sexy services?” Gosling asked.
“Yes, actually.” The corner of Luna’s right eye had a slight tic to it, and she appeared nervous. “Your… unique abilities will be an asset. We need the prettiest pegasus in all the realm.”
“Ooooh, recognised.” Gosling swayed from side to side. “Mmm, mmm, mmm! Good looking!”
“There is a young pegasus in Cloudsdale that needs your help, Gosling—”
Ears perking, Gosling gave Luna his full attention.
“—for We are very worried about him. It has come to Our attention that he is suicidal and filled with despair.” Luna now had her composure, and her eye had stopped twitching. She took a step closer to Gosling, who was now holding still, and then stood there with her muzzle inches away from his own. “He is a little younger than you, a member of the First Tribes, and comes from an ancient bloodline.”
“So what’s the problem, exactly?” Gosling asked. “And how can I help?”
“The problem is, he’s gay,” Luna responded, looking Gosling in the eye. “He thinks there is something wrong with how he is, when there isn’t. He feels much pressure to continue the family bloodline. In a few weeks, he’ll be celebrating his bit mitzvah and will be seen as an adult. This terrifies him.”
“Okay, what can I do?” Gosling asked, wondering how this was a sexy problem that required his sexy services, his sexpertise.
“We require your help to craft an errotic dream,” Luna deadpanned. “We doth require the Confessor for the Pegasus Pony Tribe to put on a saucy plumage display for this young pegasus. We need for you to convince him that it is alright to feel this way and that he is not doing anything wrong. More so, We need for you to convince him to seek help for how he feels.”
“I see.” Gosling stood there, unmoving, and realised that he couldn’t feel Luna breathing on him, which was disconcerting. The dream realm had its own rules and peculiarities. “So, what am I supposed to do, exactly?”
“Your dream aspect need not molest him in his sleep.” Luna’s voice was a flat, controlled monotone, revealing no emotion, no amusement, there was nothing. “Flirt with him. Make him feel special, appreciated, the way you flirt with Us, mine sister and I. Just be thyself.”
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Gosling’s eyes narrowed and he studied Luna’s face, hoping for some slip, some revealed detail that might tell him the truth. She nodded, and somehow, for some reason, Gosling was not reassured. He drew in a deep breath, then remembered that he didn’t need to breathe in this realm. “Okay, fine. I’ll do as you ask. Just tell me whatever it is that you have planned.”
Stepping away, Luna opened the bathroom door, and beyond it, there was an endless expanse of beautiful, twinkling stars. The entire universe awaited beyond the yawning door, a beautiful, perfect place that stretched out forever in all directions. She blinked once, revealing a moment of annoyance, slammed the door shut, and then opened it once more. This time, it opened into a blank, bare, gleaming white featureless hallway filled with more doors.
“Yous was distracted by my sexiness, wasn’t yous?” Gosling asked.
“Only for a fraction of a second,” Luna admitted in the faintest of whispers. “Now We intend to use it as a weapon in our arsenal. Come, let Us slay a dragon known as Despair.”
“Fine.” Gosling snorted. “I can do a sexy dance to save a life and I am secure enough in my masculinity to do this. Let’s go and kick this dragon’s ass.” Folding his wings to his sides, he cast one final glance at the pretty pony in the mirror, knowing that he would miss his wings in the waking world.
Luna stepped through the door and Gosling followed.
Writing this gave me a powerful case of the warm fuzzies. Discuss.
... you know, that idea raises a number of alarms...
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How so?
4498501 For one, using a sexy Pegasus to suduce a a poor lad who is concerned about his sexuality, and for seconds, that implies it may have happened in both the past and future, and this concerns me.
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Past and future? What?
That doesn't even make sense.
Now, tell me, do you think that Luna, with all of her experience in doing this, somehow doesn't know what she is doing? Do you think that, if this was actually dangerous, that Luna would take this course of action and put everything at risk?
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And you pretty much described exactly what is going to happen.
Luna was using flattery to get Gosling to agree to come along with her on what seems to be a half-baked plan.
Edit: Why the deletion?
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Frankly, it seems to me that this plan of Luna's is rather more likely to be the final nail in the coffin for the poor young colt, driving him to go forward with his tragic intention from guilt (in his mind, only a deviant would dream about the Confessor that way...). I hope Gosling thinks to just talk to the or colt, convincing him that gayness is perfectly fine in the eyes of the Alicorns (having Luna at hoof to confirm that wouldn't hurt).
Edit: I essentially said this, just not as a reply, so I deleted the old comment before I saw Kudz's reply because of reasons which made sense to my tired self somehow. That'll show me not to post when I'm sleep deprived
Lol... Great idea.
It's not gay if it's in a dream... Go pretty pony and use your alicorned wings
I am.
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I don't think this is standard procedure for a confessor, but hey, if it works, it works.
I have to wonder... After what we have heard in Skyreach so far, and Rainbow and Daring criticizing Cloudsdale, has there been an initiative to pull the pegasi there out of their reinforced behaviour? I know something like this doesn't happen overnight, but has there been a certain... heightened awareness, maybe from the crown?
4498506 Nonononono. You misunderstand.
Im saying that, naturally, she wouldn't do this on a wim, meaning that she has probably done this tactic before, meaning she will probably continue doing it.
This implies that she has seen a lot. And my mind first went to (i think it was) Quesadilla Conquest, when Sumac said something bout Luna seeing all those kinds of dreams, and while that was funny, i find it even more funny that she may orchestrate a number of them.
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Ah, that makes sense.
When the chapter is released, much more will be revealed.