17 - Sun Burn
Silver appeared in a flash of golden light. Celestia loomed over him. "Do you have any idea how difficult it is to plan for each pony's destiny?" she asked in that soft maternal voice, though it was tainted with a subtle anger.
Silver looked around, it was dark all around them. "Every pony," continued Celestia, "Has a destiny, laid out clearly for all to see."
A dizzying array of cutie marks began to appear and vanish around the two as Celestia stepped closer, "And you interfered with one. What gives you the right, alien, to corrupt my little ponies?"
Silver thought quickly, but went around in circles, "I, what? You mean Soft Blush? When did you start ma--"
"Silence!" ordered Celestia with a scowl. She brought down a golden-clad hoof and it broke the void, depositing them into the royal garden. "What gave you the right? That is the question."
Silver shrank a little, "Nothing?"
Celestia smiled at him, "On this we agree." She reached forward a hoof, raising Silver's sunken chin to face her, "You want to be a good pony?"
Silver nodded faintly, trembling with fear of the immortal pony princess.
"Then accept your fate," she spoke gently. A searing pain suddenly erupted through Silver's flanks, burning as if to the bone. He screamed wordlessly and collapsed to the ground. He could see his flank and the manacle that hung around the sheep that was drawn on it.
"What does it mean?" he asked, fearing what he assumed it meant.
"Is it not obvious?" asked Celestia. "You are our slave, forever. When we tire of you, we will throw you away, like the garbage you are."
She began to laugh as Silver crawled back to his hooves, frightened and confused. Suddenly Celestia popped like a dirty soap bubble, and silence reigned in her stead. Silver tilted his head a little. "Uh... hello?"
"Hello," spoke a new voice. Luna. She descended from above and landed on the spot Celestia once stood. "Do you look upon my sister with such fear truly?"
Silver glanced away, then back at Luna, "I can't say I'm not happy to see you. That was a dream? It was so intense."
Luna nodded gently, "It was a nightmare, and I have banished it." She raised a hoof to point, "Do you fear Celestia? Do you fear being owned?"
Silver glanced back at his flank, where the hateful mark remained, "I... yes. You've been supportive, but Celestia follows her people, and her people don't seem to like me much. If they ask for something terrible to happen to me, I'm not sure she'd say no." He sank, belly to grass. "I didn't want to chase Carrot Plate. It made nothing but trouble trying to go after her."
Luna gave a slow huff as her wings ruffled up, "We agree that the trial was a farce of the highest order." She paused a moment, then looked at Silver anew, "I will ask you something. You do not have to agree. Few ponies have, and I will not think less of you if you are one of the many who decide against."
"What is that?" asked Silver with a tilt of his head.
"I would know more of you. Give consent and I will lay your sleeping mind open." Luna gestured with a hoof in a circular fashion, "You will be naked before me in the truest sense, and I will know, without doubt, what the truth is."
Silver made a bit of a face, "I'm not afraid of what you'd see, here, in Equestria, but I was a pretty strange person back home, and I'm not sure I want any...pony... to see that."
Luna raised a brow, "Were you an outlaw? Do you flee the law of your land?"
Silver shook his head quickly, "No! I was actually pretty bland, in what I did, but my thoughts were..." He struggled for a word. "Tawdry? Debased. Perverse. I don't want to sully you with them."
Luna moved up and tapped him on the nose with her hoof, "You forget what I have already seen. I sincerely doubt you have anything in your mind that could challenge what I have already witnessed since I took on the role of warden of dreams. Your concern is admirable, but misplaced. You simply need have faith in my abilities." Luna raised a brow, "If you were so perverse, why choose the..." Her expression darkened into a scowl, "Do you hunt for the company of foals?"
Silver scrambled back away from her fury, "No! No no! I've had plenty of chances and haven't acted on one of them, honest... You... can we switch topics a little?"
Luna raised a brow, calming slightly, "What weighs on you?"
Silver reached up a hoof to point at his muzzle, "When I am around females, they have a very intense scent. All of them. Every single one. Is that normal? Is that what stallions just deal with?"
Luna looked perplexed, "Is it an offensive odor?"
Silver shook his head, "Attractive, wonderful... If it wasn't a weird thing to do, I'd just park myself next to one and breathe her scent all day long."
Luna snorted softly, "We do not think that is normal." She raised a hoof, "It is all the more important that you agree to be examined. Even in Celestia's debased court, my word will carry more weight if I have seen your exposed soul spread before me. Perhaps justice could be done."
Silver did not look convinced, shuffling in place. Luna switched topics, "We have been informed your possessions are recovered and functioning. May we visit to witness them?"
Silver blinked and nodded quickly, "Of course. I mean, I guess... it's all technically yours now."
Luna smiled gently, "They are, but we are not cruel. It was yours first. Open the door."
Silver suddenly came awake in his bed and heard a gentle tapping at the front door. He slid from bed and trotted over to answer it. He opened it with his magic to reveal Luna, who stepped inside immediately.
"Were you waiting just outside this whole time?" asked Silver as he closed the door and moved for the computer.
"Nay, we can teleport," said Luna as she followed him, but then moved past him when her eyes settled on the functional and activated computer. "What manner of magic is this?"
Silver hopped up into his chair and considered what to show Luna. He really wasn't sure until a flash of inspiration hit and he went to his folders and pulled up some images. "Here is my rendition of the Moon Princess."
Luna tilted her head at the picture, "That is not me."
Silver nodded, "It was made up for a fictional world, which had a moon princess. She's kind of like you. She guards the night and dreams of her people."
Luna sat next to Silver, "What else does it do, besides display drawings?"
Silver summoned up some adventurous-sounding symphonic music to Luna's amusement. She clapped her hooves, "It's like a phonograph, but we see no record. We were told it also plays games?"
Rather than pull up any games, Silver instead brought up a word processor, and showed how he could type by writing the words even as he spoke them, "It can also track words and you can go back and edit them on the fly." He erased 'fly' and put 'sky'. "When it's working properly, the computer can share everything it has with any other computer, allowing people to collaborate from across the world."
Luna nodded before she extended a wing over the computer, "We wish to examine this at our leisure. We will take it."
Silver winced a little. His computer addiction had fallen quite a few pegs during his time in Equestria, but losing it again had a bit of a sting. Still... "I suppose that is your right."
Luna punched him in the shoulder, making him shrink away. "You are too passive. I favored you more when you stood up to me and spoke your mind clearly."
Silver's ears folded back, "Maybe it's this pony body... I got hit with music magic today."
Luna tilted her head, "What?"
Silver blinked, "Music magic? I started singing on the way home, even hopped on a skateboard and did a few tricks. It was scary as heck."
Luna shook her head then, "We know not of what you speak."
Of course... The ponies didn't perceive the music magic. "Nevermind."
Luna offered a hoof, "Do we still smell good?"
That was a blunt and awkward question, but Silver nodded anyway, "Yes. All mares."
Luna shoved her fetlock right up to Silver's snout, "Breathe."
This was becoming more confusing by the moment for Silver, but he did as he was bade and began breathing the scent. His worries started to melt away as comfort and warmth filled his body. His eyelids drooped to half-shut as he started sniffing eagerly, consuming that delightful aroma. Nothing seemed to matter much other than staying close to Luna.
Luna spoke in slow tones, "Do you agree to let me inspect you, exposing your mind and soul to my full examination?"
"Sure," said Silver, "If that's what you want."
Luna nodded, "We hope you will remember this, but we do it for your own good. Justice will be had, and your attacker will be brought to task for their crimes. You are ours, little pony."
"I am yours," spoke Silver. He looked up at her, "Am I a good little pony?"
Luna nodded slowly, "Yes. We hope you will forgive us in time."
Silver's fogged memory couldn't fathom what Luna had done that would require forgiveness. She was a perfectly lovely mare. Who could possibly even imagine being angry with her? He nuzzled the fetlock still held in front of him, and his eyes drifted shut.
Luna let out a bit of a sigh, "This is not the proper way, but justice will be done."
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Oh for fuck's sake Luna. >_(\
David is seriously flawed. He acts almost like a newfoal. And that thought makes everything really dark, really quick.
Aaaand I hope she won't pry his human memories. Otherwise she will see the future. And probably fuck it up. Damn ponies with their arrogance and doing "good". One person's good is other person's bad.
If Luna would mindrape me I would be soooo screwed. The stuff I saw, the stuff I've done, the things I r34 to...
I was just thinking the same thing Luna drugged him with her smell and is going to mind rap him even if it is for the good of all Celestia is going to be so pissed.
supper chapter
I believe that should be "sunken" chin.
This would read slightly better if she referred to him as "one of the many" who decide against it.
Purely for stylistic purposes, I'd rearrange how both sentences end. "Silver suddenly came awake in his bed and heard a gentle tapping at the front door. He slid from bed and trotted over answer it."
The music is "adventurous-sounding."
I'd put that into the past-tense, changing the "don't" to "didn't."
I'd change the "His eyes dropped to half-way" to "His eyelids drooped to half-shut" instead, it just reads better.
5712517 Fixed up, my thanks for rooting through the dreamy typos and imagined mistakes. What did you think of this drug-addled episode?
5712526 The biggest takeaway here is the continuing presentation of Luna as a flawed character. Initially she had obliquely admitted to voyeurism and possibly some "harmless" dream-debauchery on her own (though the latter is my interpretation of her words). Here, however, she goes quite a bit further.
Like every crusader that's obsessed with rooting out corruption, she's cutting corners off of the very rules that keep her from becoming that which she seeks to uproot. It's good and necessary that she seeks consent before performing such an invasive, intimate thing as fully looking at somepony's soul (especially since they apparently don't get to see hers in return), but obtaining Silver's "consent" via an action that he had all-but-admitted was literally intoxicating him undercut the meaningfulness of his agreeing to her proposal - her statements at the end (about that not being the proper way, and hoping that he could forgive her) show her consciousness of guilt. If you know he's broken, Luna, then I seriously doubt that this will help to repair him.
To put it another way, her lust for a "just dessert" has caused her to completely ignore the "rehabilitation" aspect of justice (which seems to be more Celestia's forte).
What's more interesting to consider is Silver's part in all of this. His dream showed that he's afraid that he's altering the flow of events around him. That's true, of course - just being there changes how things happen - but it's not Soft Blush he should be worried about, but Luna. Was she really always this ruthless, this obsessive with destroying corruption? Or has Silver's presence somehow pushed her this far?
5712541 It's a fascinating thing. I write freely, allowing things to be what they may. You find some parts of it that my conscious mind didn't even put together, and it always amazes me when it's put into focus and made so obvious. Will Silver find her a bad pony for peeking where she should not, or will he continue to see her as the source of his new life and guardian of his interests? If he is asked to talk in court again, will they be able to drag him out from under the bed?
5712555 It's incredible what a different perspective can reveal sometimes, isn't it?
Of course, the tragic thing here is that Luna's trickery to violate Silver so gently and so intimately is that it won't make a difference where her lauded "justice" is concerned.
Carrot Plate's acquittal was based on two key points, those being that 1) she wasn't the one who used magic to hold him down (if it was magic at all), and 2) her intentions were innocent (e.g. she intended to release him without any real harm if they hadn't been interrupted).
While Silver's perspective can show that magic was used to hold him down, there's no way to showcase that it was conclusively her. Likewise, nothing in his memories will speak to Carrot's intention; while it seemed unlikely that she was about to let him go and reverse their roles, that's just how he perceived the situation - it's still "he said, she said." No new information has been gained.
I can only imagine how Luna will feel when she realizes that everything she did, the rules she bent, was all an exercise in futility.
Luna seriously underestimates the human mind.
5712668 Welcome to the Internet via the window of a human mind. This can only end well.
5712673 A week later, Celestia finds Luna wide awake in the middle of the day, clutching a pillow and chanting, "don't think about it, don't think about it," to herself over and over.
Does Luna smell of cheese?
5712977 You found me out. The smell of cheese entirely disarms me.
"Luna's scent"
Nope.
*helicopter propellor deploys out of head and flies away*
5728818 Are you a typo?
5712980 what kind of cheese? i tend to melt around the smell of bleu.
breathe
5728824 referring to an older chapter,
I NEED AN ADULT, i am an adult
If you mean the Everglow deity, it should be Moon Princess.
Also, the image link is broken. I assume is was supposed to be: pre04.deviantart.net/4046/th/pre/i/2014/184/a/8/ponyfinder___the_moon_princess_by_kierstal-d7p4ehx.png
*source
7154108 Fix'd!
That was just plain cheap Luna. And you know it!!
5712517 A sunken chin is another way to describe a severe overbite. It's a facial imperfection.
Maybe his chin was "sunken" in some other way--such as his entire jaw falling open, or his face tilted downward?
7603629 Either way, it's more correct to call it "sunken" rather than "sunk," which was my point.
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Ah, i dont believe that was luna’s doing. I think the wip that the filly used on him had magic imbued in it, causing the tip to be blue, as stated in the court chapter, which made the pheromones of mares more potent. I believe Luna may have suspected something along these lines, as was just confirming the hypothesis.
Horseapples, even SHE realized that this is not a proper way. Wow, dear Princes, now look into that abyss we call our mind and try to keep your sanity. No, not intact, just keep it. You brought this upon thine self.
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You have been reading quite avidly, welcome!
Must it not be "trotted over to answer"?