The alarm on my phone awoke me at nine in the morning. I dismissed it and untangled myself from my sheets, grumbling tiredly. Stumbling over to my dresser I picked up my contact case, toothbrush, toothpaste, and my towel before heading out of my loft like room to the bathroom. My roommates were either still asleep or already at class, I didn't really care, just wanted to shower. Upon arriving in the bathroom I put in my contacts before jumping in the shower with my toothbrush. I only had thirty minutes before class so I had to be quick.
After brushing my teeth in the shower and cleaning myself I hopped out to dry off quickly and head back upstairs to get dressed. I was awake at this point, putting in my contacts usually wakes me up, and if not the shower does. I threw on some black cargo pants and a black T-shirt with an ETC logo on it before grabbing my belt and multi-tool. Slipping those on I grabbed my wallet, keys, other keys, and phone, slipping each into their designated pockets. Content I had everything I grabbed my sunglasses, backpack, and a monster from my mini-fridge before grabbing my jacket and making my way downstairs and outside.
It was a nice winter day, which were a rarity when you live in the mountains, and I made my way to class. I had ten minutes till class started so I took the quickest route to the Performing Arts Center where I had most of my classes. Once on campus the sidewalks were bustling with people making their way to and from classes. There were people laughing with one another, talking on their phones, taking selfies, and doing general millennial thing...it was disgusting. If there’s one thing I hate, it's the culture I was forced to live in. Being quite antisocial and introverted, I hated people in general. Rule of thumb was you’re an ass until proven friend, and not many had made it past my defences.
So avoiding as many people as possible, my long legs made quick work of the walk to class where, unfortunately, the professor would try and make us do stuff. I was a theater major so as such I had to take Intro to Acting, but you don't learn important acting techniques like you'd think. No, you have to make a fool of yourself each class, and I was not a fan. I was a technician, I worked in the background, unseen and unappreciated, just how I liked it. But we have to “expand our understandings” or something, so I had to go to these classes in order to graduate. After imitating animal noises and walking in slow motion for an hour I was released from that hell just to go to the frying pan.
My next class, Graphic Design, promised to be interesting when I signed up for it. I enjoy graphic design, but the professor was an intellectual fraud. I spent most of the class doing stuff for myself with the programs I couldn't afford like making posters or working on my website for when I graduated. Then, during the last fifteen minutes of class, I would complete the assignment, turn it in online, and leave.
At this point in the day I had a forty-five minute break in my class schedule. I used my break to grab some pizza from the pizza place on campus. It was one of the only places I liked in the little cluster of food stalls we had to choose from. After getting the day's special of Philly Cheese steak pizza, I found my usually empty table in a secluded corner of the eating area. I quickly finished my pizza and headed to my next class, 2D Design. I actually liked this class more than I thought I would. I wanted to take 3D Design, but it wasn't offered this semester. So, I resigned myself to having to use my awful drawing “skills” and try and get a decent grade. The professor, however, was great and encouraged us to try different things with each project.
Today was a quiz day so we just did a quick five question quiz and went over some slides on how to do our next project. It’s a two hour class but we were out in thirty minutes, typical for that class. Finally it was three in the afternoon, time for work. I was currently employed by the university through the Performing Arts Building, PAC, as Master Electrician. It’s a fancy name to say I was in charge of all things sound and lights in the building. I had a set of keys that opened all sorts of fun areas in PAC, a crew of students to “help me out” but in reality I was teaching them as part of their classes, a shop I got to use as my office, and I got payed up to fifteen hours a week for about ten dollars an hour for doing something I liked to do. It was the highlight of every day, followed shortly after by gaming with my friends when I got home. Today being Friday, I had no crew to deal with, so I looked through the shops email to see what needed to be done.
“The lighting designer wanted me to hang another light, replace some gels, and patch the new light into the board, not to hard.” I said reading the email before moving to the next.
“The sound designer wants me to re-tape the mic cables...again” I sighed, this being the third time the director moved the mic stand. “And test mic USL Vocal, has a popping sound. Well taping will be a bitch but I have a feeling I know what the popping is.”
“What does Conrad want?” I mused as I read the building coordinators email. “Leave the JLG Lift in the Drama Theater when you leave. Key code is 2153...pretty sure he isn’t supposed to tell me that but ok, move the lift from the Scene Shop to the Drama Theater, got it.”
“And finally start hanging the next plot in the drama theater. Yay…” I said enthusiastically.
Seeing as there were no more emails, I put a note on the door saying I could be found in the Studio Theater if anyone needed me. It was unlikely because the building was mostly deserted. Fridays were reserved for faculty and production meetings so no classes were scheduled after noon and the only people around were in the meetings, and me. So I made sure the door to the shop was locked on my way out and I started my list of things to do for the day.
I made quick work of the taping and fixed the popping in the mic. The cable didn't make a good connection but after replacing it the mic worked fine. I hung the new light and plugged it in before making my way back downstairs and patching it into the board.
“I’ll move the lift before I leave so for now I’ll start hanging for the next show in the Drama Theater.” I said as I headed back to the shop to get the plot and cable carts. When I got to the shop I found that the door was unlocked and the lights inside were off.
“Could have sworn I locked that.” I said to myself. “Maybe George or someone needed something and forgot to lock it.”
After grabbing the required materials, I made my way back upstairs making sure the door was locked this time. I took the freight elevator because of the cable cart. Thing is, the elevator was having some problems with the door sensors. So the doors would close but the elevator wouldn't move, and you couldn't open the doors again. First time that happened was worrisome, but I found that if you hit the door close buttons again and then pressed the floor you wanted to go to repeatedly it usually worked. This time however, it did not, at least not at first. It took about four tries before the elevator finally sprang to life, blaring it's trademark obnoxious buzz. Expecting this noise, it didn't even phase me, but I could have sworn I heard someone take a quick intake of breath. But...I was alone in the elevator, so I passed it off as air movements or something.
I took the cart to the drama theater, hit the lights to let them warm up, and headed upstairs to grab a speaker and cables so I could listen to music whilst I worked. I technically only had an hour left in my work time but I decided to work later just so I made some progress on this hang. The speaker was kept outside the booth that had a large window viewing the stage. As I grabbed the speaker I looked onstage to see if the lights have warmed up and saw something that froze me in place. On the stage I saw a strange dark blue or purple glow surrounding the cart I had just brought up, and to make it stranger the cart was moving. Just slightly before returning to it's spot, but then cables, and other supplies in the cart shifted and moved.
“Great, our theater is haunted.” I said staring at what was happening in front of me. I thought nothing of it but as soon as the words left my mouth everything stopped moving and the glow disappeared.
“Hmmm, interesting.” I said to myself and the ghost I guess. “I'm just gonna grab the speaker and pretend that didn't happen.”
I brought the speaker back down and set up my phone to begin playing music, but before I did I figured I’d address the ghost. It’s only polite.
“Hey, sorry if I'm bothering you but I need to hang these lights.” I said to the empty theater. “Being in a theater I’m sure you understand. I’m also going to play some music if you don't mind. And if you do mind...I don't know knock my phone over or something? Just don't drop any lights on me because those are expensive and heavy.”
Satisfied with my quick spiel I opened Pandora and started listening to my heavy dubstep station I named Brutal Radio. Keeping the volume down a little more than I would normally set it to, I lowered the electrics over the stage and began striking the lights. I kept glancing over to my phone to see if it got knocked off the speaker but it seemed pretty stationary. So either the ghost didn't mind my music or I was crazy...it could really go either way. As one song ended, another started, this next song being louder. It didn't really bother me, some songs were just louder, so I didn't think anything of it until the next song was also louder, and the next, and the next. Soon it was louder than I was comfortable with, so I made my way to the speaker and sure enough it was turned all the way to half volume. When I started it was at a quarter. I turned it back a little and addressed the ghost again.
“So, if you like this music I’m glad, but can we keep it down a little? I don’t want to damage the speaker.” I said again to an empty theater. “Thanks.”
I went back to hanging with no incident until about an hour later when a light randomly fell over. I looked at it skeptically for a few seconds before turning back to what I was doing. A little later I heard a slight scraping noise but I ignored it. Once it stopped I looked back to the light to see it was sitting up again like it had never fallen.
“I think I need some food, a shot, and a nap.” I said to myself, walking over to my phone to see the time. It was now six in the evening and I decided to call it a day. I unplugged my phone and moved the unhung lights to the side as to not be in the way before shutting off the lights and locking the door. But before I closed up I decided to tell the ghost goodnight.
“Well I’m heading out, I’ll be back tomorrow.” I said before closing the door and walking back to the shop. It was still locked, so that was nice I guess. I grabbed my stuff from the shop before walking home. It was dark out and I decided to take the more well lit path today...after whatever happened in the Drama Theater, I didn’t want to take any chances...or something. I don’t exactly believe in ghosts, but either I’m crazy or I met one today. I mean, they didn't seem all that bad, they liked my music taste and knocked over a light. But at least they put the light back up so i don't know.
I shook the thoughts from my head as I opened the front door to my house. After dumping my stuff in my room I went to the kitchen to make some food only to find the front door was open.
“Ok, I swear I closed that.” I said to myself. While it's perfectly reasonable that one of my roommates left and didn't close them all the way and the wind caught them, after what happened today my first thought was the ghost followed me.
“Are ghosts bound to a certain area or can they roam around?” I asked myself. “Or object, do I have that object then?”
Again, shaking my head of the thoughts I quickly made myself a bowl of spaghetti and went back to my room. And true to my word, I took a shot of rum before I started my spaghetti, and to be safe I had a beer as well. Hey, it's the weekend, don’t you judge me.
Whilst I enjoyed my spaghetti I decided to watch an episode or two of Dragon Ball Super. It would be another hour or so before my friends got home and we could game. So I just relaxed, forgetting all about my ghost friend until my fan fell over. The chord was running along the ground but it was stretched, so if you didn't know to step over it i could trip you up. But ghosts don't walk...so maybe it just knocked it over?
“Hey, you following me?” I asked the empty room. “I’m not mad or anything...I just didn't think I was that interesting.”
As soon as I finished that statement I heard a gasp similar to the one I heard in the elevator. One that I wrote off as air movement. At this point I was like 90% sure something was happening. And ghosts are the only invisible thing I can think of that can interact with stuff soooo...there's a ghost following me.
“I’m just saying...unless.” I thought out loud, suddenly I opened facebook and looked through my feed, checked all my emails and texts. “Nothing, thought maybe someone I knew died and they decided to see how I was doing or something.”
My thoughts were interrupted by the telltale sound of a skype call, it was my friends!
“Yey, time for gaming.” I said putting on my headset before answering. “Whazzzahhp. Terraria or PUBG?”
“Terraria, we need to beat Moon Lord.” Cody replied. So I launched Terraria and we began our modded campaign. Time passed way faster than I would have liked and soon it was 1AM and we called it a night. I was just about to go to bed when I got a text from my friend.
“Hey, I’m at Edgewood and I’m drunk. Can you come get me? I can just get my car tomorrow.”
“You're lucky I like you Jay.” I said smiling at my phone. I replied. “It’s only a half mile and it's not too cold out, I’ll walk and I can take you home.” I was a little stiff from gaming so long anyhow, so a walk would be nice.
“Cool, see you in a bit. Just text me when you get here.” She said.
I put on my jacket and headed out the front door. It was flurrying but not really sticking to anything. I made my way over to Edgewood, it was on the other side of campus from where I lived but like I said, it was about half a mile walk through campus. And Jay lived a few houses down from me so I wasn't worried about that walk either.
The walk went without trouble until about an eighth of a mile out. At that point the sidewalk basically disappears and you have to walk on the side of the road. That sounds fine but there’s only about two feet of pavement over the white line and then it falls off into a ditch. I was following all basic laws and logic, walking on the opposite side of the road so any cars that would be close I could see, but being 1AM there weren't many. The few that did pass me by were going slow because of the snow and gave me a wide berth by crossing the yellow line. Until this one truck came around the corner. I don't know how he got that much speed on this narrow and winding road, or why a semi was taking this road in the first place but he was moving quick. Not willing to take any chances I jumped from the road into the ditch to give him more room to do whatever, then I saw it. His wheels were not spinning anymore, they were locked but he kept going strait...strait for me.
“FuuuuuuUUUUUUCK!” I said as he did everything he could to stop, even hitting his horn to warn me he was not in control. I ran as fast as I could and dove at the last second to try and avoid the out of control semi but I didn't make it. The truck was too long and I was sure I would be run over by the rear tire. That was until I saw a familiar glow surround the truck. It started off faint but grew in intensity until the trucks course was corrected and it came to a stop fifty feet or so from where I lay.
“What the balls.” I said sitting in the ditch. My blown mind was joined by another, the truck driver jumped from his truck to check on me.
“Are you okay?” He asked pulling me from the ditch. “I was coming down the hill there and I lost traction. The only thing to keep me from sliding off the road was to hit the gas with my wheels turned. I knew that the ditch wasn't as deep here and figured I could put the truck there until I saw you there. In the end...I’m not sure what happened.” He finished scratching his head.
“I’m at a loss as well.” I said not saying anything about the glow and ghost and whatnot. Don't wanna seem crazy. “I thought you were gonna get me for sure but you saved it somehow.”
“Yah I guess I did. Sorry about scaring you like that.” He said awkwardly. “Well I am blocking traffic, so I guess I should get moving. Here's my number, call me if you’re hurt or anything.”
“Sure, thanks.” I said taking his card. And with that he got back in his truck and drove, slowly, away.
“Hey, I saw that.” I said looking around. “I know he didn't do that, and thank you so much for helping.” I smiled, this ghost thing just saved me, it can't be all that bad. Suddenly everything that happened seemed more like curiosity than malice, and I can deal with that.
“Here” I text my friend as I stood out front. I was a little dirty from diving into the ditch so I began wiping myself off while I waited. It wasn't long before I heard Jay’s perky and slurred voice.
“The fuck happened to you?” She asked looking me over.
“Fell in the ditch.” I said innocently. “Where’s your car, I’d like to get home and sleep.”
“You and me both.” She said pointing to her car in the parking lot. “Just be careful, I heard a truck sliding and a loud horn a little while ago.”
“Interesting, I didn't see anything but to be safe we’ll go around campus in case there was an accident.” I said as we made our way to her car. She drove a manual Eclipse, it was one of the reasons I liked her. She got cars! She took care of her car, inside and out, modified it, and would even participate in the occasional race. I got in and instantly moved the seat back. I’m six foot four inches and she is five foot two, I couldn't fit without moving it. She shot me a dirty look.
“I know you don't like it when your seat gets moved but my knees will literally go through your dash if I don't move it.” I said raising my hands innocently. “Plus it's slick out, I want to be able to hit the pedals correctly so I don't drop the clutch and spin out.”
“I guess it’s my fault for getting drunk.” She said resting her head against her window.
“Or your friends for not being able to drive a manual.” I said as I started the car. “You should teach at least one of them. What happens when I graduate?”
“Hah!” She laughed. “You’re not gonna graduate.”
“Damn, harsh words from such a pretty face.” I said as I started the drive home.
“So, anything interesting happen to you today?” She asked as we drove.
“Eh, I may be the victim of some very elaborate pranks...or a curious ghost.” I said smiling. “At the moment though I’m leaning towards ghost.”
She just laughed at that. I figured she would, but tomorrow when she was sober I’m sure I would be questioned.
“We should hang this weekend.” She said with a tired grin as we pulled in front of her house. “It’s been awhile since I beat you in Mario Kart.”
I laughed as I got out of the car. “Yah, ever.” I said helping her up the steps to her front door. She was pretty drunk.
“I beat you like three times.” She said poking me for emphasis. “Whatever, I’ll text you tomorrow. Nightnight.” With that she kissed me on the cheek. A move that originally was just to get me flustered but had since then just become a normal happenstance. No, we weren't going to get together. Jay was an actor and I was a techie, our livelihoods would take us all over the country and not together. So we decided to remain good friends instead.
“Night Jay.” I said starting my quick walk home. “Drink lots of water.”
“Yah yah.” She said closing the door.
It took only a few minutes to get back to my own house. I made my way upstairs only to hear what I thought was muffled crying in my room.
“Who would be in my room?” I wondered out loud before opening the door and heading up. When I opened my door the sound stopped.
“Hello.” I said reaching the top of the stairs. I didn't see anyone though. I removed my shoes, a habit of mine and made my way over to my bed. On my way there I stepped in something wet. Looking down I saw a wet splotch, only furthering my suspension.
“Anyone here?” I asked looking around. “I’ll rephrase that, is the someone here willing to show themselves?”
There was no response, only silence.
“Well, I’m gonna be over here if you want to talk. If not you can just leave and I won’t say anything.” I said walking over to my computer. On my way there I tripped over something soft and large. The lump made a “umph” noise but that was all. I looked back to see what I tripped on only to see nothing.
“Uhh. Sorry?” I said tentatively. Curious I reached out my hand to the area I tripped over. I almost retracted it because I didn't feel anything but at the last second I felt something cool and soft, maybe even furry. But my eyes still told me there was nothing there.
“Well, this is interesting.” I said. “My senses disagree and my brain is kinda cramped up...but I’m just gonna assume that you are the one that’s been following me?”
I felt some movement and heard some strange whirring noise before a familiar glow started to form. Now that I was closed I could see it was a dark blue. I decided to back away, not sure about what was going to happen. Apparently my moving away offended the ghost thing because the glow stopped. Then a soft, feminine voice spoke to me.
“Don't be afraid, I do not wish to harm you.” She said, still sniffing some from her previous crying session.
“Sorry.” I said sitting where I was. “It’s just invisible people and blue auras aren't exactly common. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen.”
The blue glow started again and after a moment it started to reveal the owners body painfully slowly. After what felt like an hour, but was actually about thirty seconds, I could make out a faint outline of the...thing in front of me. It wasn’t a person that's for sure. It had four legs, wings, a pointy thing on its head with an even longer pointy thing in the middle of it. I could guess all day but instead I waited for the form to be completely revealed.
When she was finally done, I still had no idea what I was looking at. I think she was a pony with wings, a horn, a crown, and some fancy necklace and shoes...but that's crazy. However that’s what I saw...so maybe I’m crazy?
“Umm, Hello?” I said unsure what to say to the...girl...in front of me. “My name is Shawn, what’s yours?”
“I am Princess Luna.” She said quietly. Even though it was quiet I could make out an authoritative tone behind her title.
“Well Princess, what brings you here?” I asked using her title as to not offend her.
“I don't know.” She replied avoiding eye contact. “I just woke up here this morning. I didn’t know what was happening so I used an invisibility spell and followed the first being I saw.”
“So you were following me all day!” I said with more force than I intended to. This made her shrink back. “No no! Don’t be sad or upset. I’m not mad, if anything I’m relieved that I’m not crazy.”
“I apologize for not revealing myself sooner. You were so nice to me even though you didn’t know who or even what I was.” She said finally making brief eye contact.
“Pretty.” I said quietly getting her to blush. “Sorry, it's just you’re eyes are really pretty...well, uhh, now what?”
“I don’t know. I’m not even sure why or how I got here.” She said. I could tell she was getting a little panicky so I tried to calm her down.
“Well tell me what you remember, maybe I can help.” I said hoping that it didn’t sound as stalkery out loud as it did in my head.
“Well I remember my sister, she was more popular than me.” She started. “I got jealous of her, and started to hear these whispers in my head. One night when I was about to lower the moon something stopped me. I just didn't want to lower it. Then I kept feeling colder and colder until I passed out. I was asleep for months, then there was a bright light and I woke up here.”
I didn’t say anything. I also didn't hear anything past ‘lower the moon’. I'm talking to a pony thing that materialized out of nowhere and had been following me all day...but he moon part was just too out there for me.
“Lower the moon?” I said slowly. “Like the moon moon?”
“Yes, I am incharge of the moon and the night sky whereas my sister controls the sun.” She said nonchalantly.
“Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat.” I broke. “You...and she...uhh...what?”
“That reminds me, who moves your celestial bodies?” She said getting up to look out the window. If I were coherent I would have noticed that she was almost five feet tall, but my mind was rebooting so I didn't.
“I saw the sunrise and sunset, but didn't feel the pull of the moon.” She went on while I slowly started to maybe understand what she was saying. “Also the moon was up almost all day, it was visible! How silly is that.”
“Ok, so basic astronomy or whatever.” I said standing and walking over to my computer to bring up a model of the solar system. As I spoke I waived her over to look at the screen. “The sun is in the middle of our solar system and we rotate around it. The earth rotates on an axis giving us day and night. And the moon rotates around us.”
“That's a preposterous theory. Equis is in the center of it's ‘solar system’ as you call it.” She said looking at all the planets on the screen. “We move the sun and moon to rotate around us. What are all these orbs here?”
“These are the other planets in our solar system. Mercury, Venus, Earth, that's us, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Neptune, and Pluto.” I said pointing at each one in turn. “These lines represent the rotation of each planet around our sun.”
“What proof do you have? These pictures are obviously fake.” She said huffing a bit.
“We have pictures of each of the planets in our system taken by a satellite sent out in 2006 called New Horizons.” I said bringing up NASA’s website and navigating to the pictures. “And there's a bunch of science and stuff proving this theory but I’m not an astrologist, I just like space.”
“Fine, I’ll let you believe what you want.” She said as she started to walk away. But then she stopped and came back curious. “By the way, what is this? I thought it was just a strange picture but then you changed what was on it.”
“This is my computer.” I said not wanting to get into this. I assumed she didn't come from a place with technology if she was so curious about a screen changing. “It’s a machine that can tell you information, entertain you with games and movies, and help with work.”
“That reminds me!” She said excitedly. “What were you doing in that building? There were all sorts of lights and a box that produced sounds, and moving trusses!”
“Oh, that was the Performing Arts Center.” I explained. “It's where we perform theater. I was hanging lights for the next show, and the box was a speaker. Speakers use electricity to convert and amplify electrical signals into sound.”
“You’re world is so fascinating.” She said wistfully. “Is this ‘electricity’ what you call magic?”
“Umm, no?” I said confused. “Although it seems magical it’s not all that interesting once you figure it out. It’s what powers all our stuff, like my computer, the lights, the speaker, and all sorts of machines. Most of our inventions run on electrical or combustion power.”
“And what of magic?” She asked confused.
“We don’t have magic.” I said. “We have some people that claim to wield it but it’s just sleight of hand and illusions. Nothing like you have shown with the truck and your invisibility. Thanks for saving me by the way.”
“It was no problem.” She replied. “If I did nothing you would have been crushed.”
“Exactly, so thanks.” I said smiling. Then my smile fell a bit. “Why was it you were crying when I got back?”
“What? O, no reason…” She said quickly. “Because...because I miss home! Yah, that's why, I miss home.”
“That's a load if I’ve ever heard one.” I deadpanned. “If you don't wanna tell me that's fine, but you don't have to lie about it.”
“I do miss home!” She said quickly again. I shot her a look and she lowered her head. “But that's not why I was crying. The reason was because even though you didn't know who or what I was, you still connected with me. I thought in my head, we bonded...then I saw you with that girl.”
“You’re jealous? For real?” I said lightly laughing to myself. “I’m sorry but one, Jay and I are not together, just good friends. And two, I’m not an interesting person...maybe it's just because I’m the only person you’ve seen so far...but..”
I trailed off. I was so caught off guard that I just started talking. But I didn't consider her feelings and I may have made her cry again.
“Hey hey, I’m sorry.” I said scooting over to where she sat and putting my arm around her. “I wasn't thinking, you just caught me off guard and I started talking. Do you really harbor feelings for me?”
She looked up pitifully at me with her big cyan eyes and nodded. And holly shit was she cute.
“Good.” I said smoothly. Time to put all my shitty humor and smooth moves to work to make a girl feel better. “Because I didn’t want to scare you or anything, but you’re adorable.”
She giggled while blushing intensely. She then covered her face with a wing whilst putting her head into my shoulder.
“So you’re the controller of the moon where you come from.” I said looking out the window. “Wish I could see what you do with the sky. I always loved looking at the sky at night. Night is just so much more peaceful and beautiful.”
It was a shot in the dark, pun intended, but judging by how she was squeezing my arm harder I think I said the right thing.
“Would you like to take a moonlit stroll with me sometime?” I asked the blue ball that was leaning on me.
“I would love to.” She said uncovering her face and looking up to meet my eyes. She had a smile on her face now, and it was, again, adorable. So much so that I feigned a heart attack. I fell back and she looked to me concerned.
“What's wrong!” She said worried.
“Too...cute...can't...stand it.” I said before opening my eyes and smiling.
Her concern faded to confusion, then to mirth. She hit me in the chest with her hoof. “You fool, I was worried.” She said leaning in close.
“Well maybe you shouldn't be so adorable.” I said sticking out my tongue.
“Same goes for you.” She said before leaning in and kissing me on the cheek. She backed away just enough to see my expression. “Oh no, looks like I missed.”
With that she leaned in again giving me a kiss strait to the mouth. And I didn't mind one bit. Sure she wasn't human, but she was cute and with the way this kiss was heating up, she was quickly getting into the territory of hot. Before it got too steamy she broke the kiss and backed away.
“Well, well.” I said sitting up myself. “That was enjoyable to say the least.”
“And the most?” She said winking at me.
“It was damn sexy.” I said smirking back. “Would you like to sleep with me? And I do mean sleep. Although I love night, I have class in...four hours and I need to get some sleep.”
“I suppose you were satisfactory enough to sleep with.” She said as she walked over to the bed.
She used her magic to remove her shoes and crown, along with her chest...thing. Another burst of aura and her main and tail fell limp to her sides, a light blue instead of the previous dark blue space theme. She turned to me as if expecting something. I didn’t have to guess because she asked.
“Aren't you going to remove your clothing?” She said coyly. “Or will I be the only naked one in bed tonight.”
“Although I usually sleep in the nude, tonight I will at least keep my boxers on.” I said as I started removing my own clothes. “It’s not normal for people to sleep naked with others unless they are very close.”
“And we are not?” She said almost a little hurt. “We shared a kiss.”
“Yes, we did.” I explained. “But that is only a fraction of what humans do to show emotional attachment...you know what, screw it. If you want me naked, I’ll strip. Who am I to tell a sexy girl in my bed I won’t get naked with her.”
Luna smiled and blushed as I stripped down. “Where I come from, most don't wear clothes. It’s only the wealthy and those that have work uniforms that do.” She explained. “And nopony would ever think to wear clothes to bed.”
“Well I’m no pony.” I said as I finished stripping. I got into bed and lifted the covers so she could get under them as well. “But here I am naked with a princess.”
“Just so you know, not many have been.” She said as she laid down, scooting closer to me.
“Same here.” I said chuckling. “I hate people. But you’re not people so I guess it’s alright.”
She just hummed in response as she scooted even closer. Her fur was so soft and nice. It was even cool to the touch, which was great because the one thing I don't like about sleeping with people is how much heat they put off. I can't stand sleeping hot. So this cool, soft fur was divine. I was asleep within minutes.