Luna's Point of View
"Are you sure that this is such a good idea?" I asked, as he pounded on the door several times.
"You'll be fine," Seth said, opening the door. After a minute, a guy my age came down stairs and looked at me.
"Hi, Greg," he was lean, had gray-brown eyes, and brown hair that looked like it had never been cut, "May I... come in?"
"Y-yeah."
He was dressed in a black shirt with a gold star on the front, the sleeves were ripped off, a pair of blue jean pants, and muted-blue sandals.
Celestia's gonna be PISSED if I can go into this before her. I can't rush or force it, though.
The very next thing that I knew was that we were inside and everyone else had gone downstairs and started something.
"So... is this... what happened?"
"I... took the rest of the day off. And... he brought me here."
"Wow, um, what do you think of nights?"
"I could almost be the party goddess of them," I said, something making him take a step back, "Is something wrong?"
"Wow."
I looked at my reflection in the window that separated the living room from the dining room, then gasped, "I'm sorry!"
"How about we just start slow?"
I changed my eyes back and got rid of the wings, "I'd love that."
"What do you do, um..."
"Luna Solaire."
"Luna?"
"I'm the Vice-Principal for Canterlot High."
"I play in a band."
"I'm a vampire."
"And I don't care."
"Is this love?" I said, leaning towards him as he closed the door.
"Yeah," we shared a passionate kiss, "It is."
"In an alternate reality," I said, "I think I'm a pony moon goddess."
"Will you be my moon goddess?"
"If you'll be my rock star."
That night, around 10:30
"Okay," I said, leading him to the Wondercolt statue, "It's just through here," I pointed at the mirror facing the school at the base of the statue.
"It's a mirror."
"Maybe," I stuck my hand through the mirror, "Who's first?"
"Together."
We both went through the portal, and it turned us into ponies, and came out into a closet.
"Woah," he said, looking at me, "You're sexy."
"Your wings, too."
We got out of the closet and found our way out of the castle, but not without interruptions.
"Princess Luna? You look... different."
"Princess Luna?" Greg asked.
We turned around to find a pony version of Fluttershy, "I didn't know that you had a special somepony."
"Could you show us out? We're not from this world," Greg said, "We're on our first date, and we wanted to meet... ourselves."
"Of course!" she said, leading us out and to a train station. It was a calm walk, actually.
"This train will take you straight to Canterlot. I'll have Spike send her a message, okay?"
"Okay," I said as she walked off."
"Now to get ourselves together," he said as we boarded the train.
"Next stop, Canterlot. Travel time, thirty-eight minutes," the conductor said over the speaker as we sat down and the train began moving.
"So," he asked, "Do you know what to expect?"
"No. Not really."
"We could be together here."
"Eh, I doubt it."
"Do I have wings or a horn?"
"Just a pair of wings."
He opened them, then wrapped one around me.
What a man. I love him.
"Aw, you."
"I know, Babe."
A pony that looked similar to me came over to us, "I suppose you are my counterpart. I am the Princess of the Night."
The pony had a horn and wings, moderate cyan eyes, flowing moderate sapphire blue mane outlined in gray persian blue, dark blue coat, and light sapphire blue eyeshadow.
I don't give a shit WHO the hell she thinks she is. If she tries to come onto Greg, I'm going STRAIGHT for the throat!
"Who are you?" he asked.
She looked at Greg and began to fall lovesick.
"He's mine! So don't get any ideas."
"I've always had a thing for him."
I heard Seth's cackling, "Lu, you've gotta come check this out!"
"What is it?"
"Blueblood just drank a bag of blood because he thought it was raspberry juice, then fell out cold when I told him what it was!"
We all went into the next car to find a light gray unicorn with light arctic blue eyes and a light amber mane collapsed in a puddle of bloody vomit, and the smell almost knocked me over. Greg was the most affected by it.
"Wow, that's ripe!"
Yeah, sexy.
A pony that looked like Vampire Seth looked at Greg, "Don't freak out. Your Seth turned me into a vampire."
"Yeah, I've gotten used to that."
"What?"
"Like they do in Russialand. The funky letters?"
"I'm a musician."
"Just call me 'Pon-Seth'."
He started laughing again, then collapsed on the floor with Luna.
"This sure beats watching HGTV with Celestia!" I told Greg.
Yeah, we have chemistry.
"I killed a garden by playing, and Seth killed four of them by looking at 'em!"
I replied by mocking the shit that I never really paid much attention to, "Oh, these bee-flowers are the perfect touch for the Sun and bleh!"
Greg broke out laughing, "You should see Seth when he's partying!"
"Tia hates it when I come home at 5:30 in the morning, wasted! Have you ever drank?"
"I have had one beer, and I was just o-u-t, out! If you wanna be amazed, spend the night on the town with Seth. I lost track of how much alcohol he drank, but the police were just like, 'What the hell?'."
"What do you mean?"
"He showed me a video from his DashCam the next morning, and it showed the cops doing a breath test on both of us. Mine said 0.12, and I was wasted. They just thought I was tired."
"What about Seth?"
This will be good.
"They said his was above 30! You couldn't have known that he had drank at all unless you had seen him!"
"That explains so-damn-much!"
"Canterlot!"
The train stopped and all four of us got off, only to find Pony Greg waiting at the station with a guitar.
"Hey, what took..." he saw Luna, "you...? Wow, you're sexy."
Luna began to blush, then let her fangs show again, something Greg found attractive about me.
"You really should find someone with whom you can grow old with