As Luna proceeded down the hall to which one could presume to be the location of the dining room, my mind was on full insanity mode. What was going on? How was I here, in Equestria? Furthermore, why was I inside of Luna's head? I've heard stories and fanfictions of people coming to Equestria in strange ways, but nothing like this!
The more I questioned, the more confused I became. While all of this was happening, Luna happily walked into the dining room where the table had been set. Celestia sat at a seat near the middle. Since this wasn't a formal occasion, she hadn't taken the head of the table, but instead decided to settle in a spot where she could sit more closely to her sister, something only confirmed when Luna sat across from her.
“So, how has your day been?” Luna asked.
“Tiring to say the least. I had to open ten shops today! That, compiled with the fiasco that went during day court, and I'm just about ready to collapse!”
“What happened at day court?”
“Oh the usual noble demanding this and that.”
“Well if it was the usual then why was it such a problem?”
“Because I had to waist two hours explaining why I couldn't move Cloudsdale so some noble could sunbathe in his backyard.”
“What?”
“Well you know how Cloudsdale isn't anchored to anything, so it moves about all around Equestria. Today, it just so happened to pass over this pony’s house, and so he demanded that something be done so that never happens again. And so I had to take the time to explain that doing so could cause damage to Cloudsdale itself, rendering hundreds of pegasi homeless, but he didn't care! He even had the audacity to say, “If something happens to Cloudsdale, then they can just live on the ground.” Can you believe that?”
“Oh trust me sister, I've had worse. Once, I had a pony complain that the light of my moon shown right in his face at night, and so he wanted me to move it.”
“Couldn't he have just closed the curtains?”
“That's what I said, but he claimed that would take too much effort and moving the moon would be easier!”
As the two began to exchange stories of the absurdity of the nobles, like a waiter would complain about the people they serve, I was busy trying to come up with a reason as to how I ended up here. My most recent memories were still blurry, so they weren't helping any, and so I kept trying to come up with some way as to how I made it to a fictional world full of ponies! But the only thing I could think of was… reasons.
“FUCK!” I shouted in frustration. Luna stopped eating and looked around in surprise. Apparently she heard me.
“What is it Luna?” Celestia asked worriedly.
“I just heard someone curse rather vehemently.”
“Really? I didn't hear anything.”
“Hmm… perhaps not.” Luna continued to eat, although I could sense that her guard was up, keeping an ear out for another exclamation.
‘Maybe I should keep the the shouting inside my head for now,’ I thought. Most at this point would make their presence known to the princesses, but I decided to keep myself hidden. After all, these two were the greatest defenders of their land and, unlike what many fanfictions tend to believe, they may not take kindly to an intruder inside of one of their heads.
As the mares finished up their dinner/breakfast, I started to study the world around me. I quickly found that, if I focused, I could see elsewhere besides Luna’s eyesight, mainly in nine other areas. The tip of her horn, any point on either of her wings, the base of her hooves, and, oddly enough, out of her flanks where her cutie marks were located. Not many of these spots made sense, especially being able to see out of her butt, but each did provide a good viewpoint to the world around us. Or rather, the world around Luna, from whom I could only observe.
I began to wonder, why the hell was I here? From every example I've read, humans would come to Equestria for some sort of purpose, but so far, I could see no reason for me to be here. I even began to wonder if I was actually present in Equestria, as being my only view of the world was Luna’s, perhaps I wasn't actually in Equestria. Maybe I was just watching the world from a different point of view than one I was used to.
Which reminds me, I have yet to describe myself. Well, what lack of self that I have.
When I looked down at my body, I saw nothing. Well, I saw something, but it isn't really something that can be described, only seen. Basically, just imagine a formless ball of midnight blue mist, and that's a basic idea of what I looked like.
Looking at it may have been weird, but controlling it was weirder. I don't have any limbs or anything, and I couldn't really move either. If I was moving, I couldn't tell because the only thing I had for reference was the screen in front of me, but that never seemed to move no matter what I did, so I could only guess that I no longer had the ability to move. Furthermore, the words I spoke seemed to transfer directly to Luna’s ears as, even when I whispered, she could hear me. Thankfully, my tests of quiet whispers saying nothing more than, “hey,” or, “hello,” seemed to be regarded as distant conversation by the castle staff. Thankfully, this didn't occur when I merely kept the monologues to my thoughts.
As I debated more on what I could now do and couldn't do, Luna had walked into something akin to an office and sat at a desk. Almost immediately a white unicorn with a black mane and blue eyes came in from a side room, her purple glasses balanced precariously on her muzzle, a stack of papers in her telekinetic grasp.
“Good evening Princess Luna.”
“Evening Task Master. What's tonight's schedule?”
“It's mostly the usual. A few papers to look over, a short session of night court, and then you're off to battle nightmares.”
“Oh goody, another average day.”
“An average day is a good day, as it means you don't have any extra difficulties.”
“Touché.” Task Master smiled as she took some papers from her stack and set them on Luna's desk. “And these are?”
“Most are just requests to renew company contracts, but there are a few reports from the northern border patrol.”
“Norse Wolves causing trouble again?”
“Not sure, didn't have time to look it over. I've got about a hundred staff relocation requests to go over, as well as a few guard reassignment approvals to confirm and send to the correct division. One of them is Night Chaser.”
“What? You mean the one that guards my door? But I loved our occasional conversations.”
“Yes but apparently his wife is pregnant and he wants to watch over the streets his child is going to play in.”
“Aw, how sweet. Well tell him congratulations for me.”
“Will do Princess.” As Task Master left, Luna started to look over the papers on her desk, leaving me to my thoughts.
This was pretty interesting. You constantly read stories about rising stars or incredible heroes whenever you go on sights like fimfiction. Hell, the show itself generally keeps things on a specific cast of characters. But sometimes, it's nice to hear about the everyday lives of ponies you've never met, and might not ever see again. It just makes everything seem more, I don't know, real.
And so the night went on, Luna going through paper after paper, grazing over some, and carefully reading others. It's funny, I read every word she did, and my reactions generally matched hers. Whenever it was some boring contract for some company to renew its license, my eyes would glaze over. But when a report came up about some suspicious activity in the north, I wanted to know more, and hopped that everything was okay. Guess it just goes to show, even when it isn't your world, you can still care deeply for something you love.
At some point Luna reached the bottom of the pile, and with a relieved sigh, Luna stacked the papers up in a neat stack, presumably for Task Master to pick up later. She then walked out of her office and strolled onward the throne room, where night court was to be held. Sitting on the glorified chair, Luna cleared her mind, and signaled for the first pony to be let in.
The session wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. Perhaps the ponies with actual, feasible requests were just patient enough to wait till night court, where the snooty nobles didn't show up as often. Not to say that none did, but they were quickly denied.
Soon night court came to a close, and the doors were shut to the public. With that job done, Luna moved on to her final task. Guarding the dreams of her subjects.
I suppose I should explain just how one enters what many describe as, “the dreamscape.” Basically, you have to go sleep, but not actually sleep. And no, I don't mean you need to lie in your bed and stay awake, I mean you actually need to fall asleep, and yet not lose consciousness. It's a really complicated and difficult process that can take centuries to master. Thankfully, Luna has lived long enough to figure out how one accomplishes such a feat, and thus she entered the dreamscape.
The dreamscape is an odd place. Basically, imagine a void filled with millions of balls of varying color, and that's the dreamscape. Each ball was actually the dream of a single pony, and their color described the type of dream they were having. Green was happiness, blue was lucid, white was long (the ones that feel like years go by), and pink was… well let's just call it love. Anyways, these spheres of unconsciousness swirled about all over the place, spreading a jovial presence throughout the void. Luna couldn't help but smile at the sight.
“Ah, it appears everypony is sleeping well tonight.” Then, out of the corner of her eye, Luna spotted another dream. This one stood out from the rest as, instead of the bright, happy colors the rest beheld, this one was black. “Well, almost everypony.”
Luna approached the dark ball. I could feel pure fear emanating from it, and it was beginning to affect the dreams around it. Luna quickly surrounded it in some sort of magical barrier, preventing the surrounding dreams from turning into nightmares. Then, touching it with her horn, Luna entered the dream.
The landscape in which Luna appeared in was dark and barren. A single, wooden house just barely stood, the planks it was comprised of old and cracked. The screams of a young filly could be heard inside, and without moment to lose, Luna galloped to her rescue.
Inside of the beaten down home, a young, bright yellow filly with a honey colored mane, sat in a corner, surrounded by spiders. The eight legged creepy crawlies slowly approached as the poor girl tried to back further into the corner. The multitude of arachnids hissed in hunger, and the filly screamed in terror. But, just before the spiders could pounce, a wave of blue flames swept through the house.
The spiders cried out in pain and shock as the magical fire burnt them away, causing them to disappear from sight. Once the flames had cleansed the home, a bright white light consumed all sight, and the filly opened her eyes to a beautiful green field.
“Are you alright little one?” The filly turned to see Luna, a kind smile on her face.
“Princess Luna!” the girl cheered as she raced towards the monarch. Luna caught the girl in a hug, in which the both of them laughed brightly. “Did you save me from all those spiders?”
“I did indeed. But tell me child, why do you fear such creatures?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you are much bigger than they are, far too big for them to do anything to you. No spider would want to challenge somepony such as yourself.”
“But they're all creepy and gross.”
“True, but they are necessary.”
“They are?”
“Of course, all livings things are necessary. Everything serves some sort of purpose, even spiders.”
“Oh. But that doesn't make them any less creepy.”
“Hmm, I suppose it doesn't. But whether or not they're creepy doesn't matter. Just know that you have no need to fear them, because no spider desires to harm you.”
“Okay princess.” For some reason, the filly looked a little disheartened, like she had just done something wrong. Seeing this, Luna decided to remedy the apparent sadness. And so, laying down, Luna took the little filly under her wing.
“Not to say that fearing them is ridiculous. After all, I too used to fear them.”
“Really?”
“Yes. When I was but a young child, spiders to me were nothing but creepy little bugs that wanted to get me. But soon I learned two things. One, they're not bugs, they're arachnids.”
“There's a difference?”
“Well, it is something Starswirl pounded into my head so I would assume so.” The filly laughed, causing Luna to chuckle in turn.
“So what was the second thing you learned?” the filly asked once the laughter had ended.
“Well the second thing I learned was that spiders had no business with me. They weren't out to get me, and, as long as I didn't bother them, they too would leave me alone. So don't think it's disgraceful to fear spiders. Just know that they aren't heartless creatures that desire to hurt you.”
“Okay!” the filly exclaimed. But then she paused, as if confused. “Hey princess?”
“What is it young one?”
“What's disgrace mean?” Luna paused, blinked, then burst into laughter, confusing the filly even more.
“Oh you young ones never cease to be adorable,” Luna said, nuzzling her. “Well, now that your nightmare has been dealt with, I must be off to help others that may suffer the same way.”
Luna stood, and her horn began to glow.
“I wish you good night, Sweet Honey.” And with that, Luna exited the dream in a burst of white light.