Prometheus awoke to a banging on his door, and a banging in his head. Glancing around at the apartment he found himself in, he tried to remember last night. There was something he was forgetting.
"Prometheus wake up!!!!! I now you're in there. Daddy signed the lease for you!" Roared principal Celestia.
The titan of foresight smiled, that's right! This apartment was his! Deciding to ignore his obviously angry boss, he rolled over on his couch. This was a nice couch, soft and fluffy, but not to much, it was just right. And look it even had a convenient pillow to place over his throbbing, pounding, painful head so that he did not have to hear Celestia's shrill caterwauling.
"Still there seems to be something I'm forgetting, about last night. Huh, well just have to think about it after a nap."
Burying himself deeper into his perfect couch, the banging on his door soon was muffled and he was able to retreat into restful unconsciousness once again.
BANG!!!!! The resulting kick from his ivory skinned boss broke the lock and sent the fire thief unto the floor.
Sputtering, he immediately arose to confront his female assailant.
"Alright, I don't care whose daughter you are, if you don't check yourself I will teach you in excruciating detail what I did to that eagle after Herc set me free. You may be my boss during the week but it's Saturday and if you don't mind I'm trying to figure out what I did Friday night." He snarked.
Celestia snarled, "My Sister never came home last night. It's 12 o'clock on the afternoon. All responsible people are up."
Prometheus started at Celestia for a moment before recollections started coming back to him. He had met Luna at that one bar for shots, what was it called again? Oh yeah, The Punch Bowl, that's the ticket. As his mind retrieved each bit of information the only thing he could say for certain was that the last he remembered was that Luna and he had come back here. Obviously he had passed out before anything could could have happened. After all, why would he put his clothes back on if he had already bedded the gorgeously perfect Vice Principal. The thought of those defiant eyes, that sharp tounge, that absolutely brilliant mind, the fact that she could break stone barehanded. What he would have given to get a peice of that....
"Hey, earth to Prometheus!!!!" Celestia interrupted, "As much fun as it is for me to watch you fantasize about my sister I want to now where she is NOW!!!!"
As her shout echoed out, a quiet voice was heard behind Prometheus. "Auntie Celestia, why are you yelling at daddy?"
Prometheus' eyes shrank to pinpricks as he whirled around.
"Oh Chronos, please tell me her and I didn't......" Prometheus prayed under his breath
Sure enough in his hallway stood a small girl, no more than 12. She was wearing Luna's shirt for a nightgown, which fell almost to her ankles. Her hair was a shorter cropped replica of Luna's and the child clearly his blue eyes but they sat in a face that favored Luna, although she did have his sharper nose. However what truly exposed this beautifully adorable little girl for a creation of his and Luna's was the two cat ears that perched on the little ones head in lieu of human ears that twitched in heartbreaking agitation. Looking lower Prometheus saw that his daughter, for the girl could be no one else, was nervously wringing a cat's tale in her long fingered hands. It was obvious where the tail attached.
"We did." He said out loud.
Staggering to the side as Celestia pushed him to the side as the older of the Solaris sisters rushed to her newfound niece's side. Scooping the little one up, Celestia crooned comfortingly to her.
"It's okay honey, I'm just worried because your mommy didn't come home last night and she didn't call me."
The little girl in her arms immediately began to tear up. "Does that mean your mad at me too? Mommy snuggled up next to me so that I could get to sleep because everything was so scary last night."
Celestia hugged the small cat girl tighter in her arms. "Of course not sweetie, your mommy was supposed to be the responsible one and let me know. You had nothing to do with it, okay?"
Responding to her Aunts reassurance the little cat eared girl hugged her even tighter as she mumbled, "Okay." into Celestia's shoulder.
A loud yawn, followed by rather heavy steps preceded the appearance of a thoroughly disheveled figure. Wearing a bra and what pants she had on the night before, the spectre that was Before Coffee Luna staggered out of Prometheus' bedroom. Walking past her sister, she paused long enough to kiss her daughter then entered the kitchen. They all watched as Luna busied herself in making three cups of coffee and pouring four bowls of cereal. Somehow balencing her coffee two of the bowls of cereal in one arm she exited the kitchen, took her daughter from her stunned sister then got it all to the table without dropping anything. Luna the sat down and began drinking her coffee. As the first few sips passed her lips she seemed to come to more awareness.
"Why do I have a Daughter?" She asked aloud.
"I think I can explain that." Prometheus said.
Celestia glared at the former titan but Prometheus held up his hand, "I will answer all your questions, after I have gotten a few sips of coffee and a few mouthfuls of cereal."
Celestia nodded in concession and after everyone was seated, Prometheus took a sip, closed his eyes a moment, and began his explanation.
"Alright, I am the progenitor of a variant of humanity, one that while I was chained to the rock fell to horridness and was then wiped from existence by Zeus. It is one of many reasons that after the other Titans were rightfully sealed away in Tarturus I sought vengeance against the Gods. They neglected my children, then killed them when the poor little ones lost their way. I imagine I created this little one in a simmilar way to them. Namely I made some primal clay and mixed peices of Luna's and my souls together to imprint upon it. Luna had to have given her half of this ones souls willingly and with full consent. Otherwise this child of mine and Luna's would not be sitting here. I just wish I knew what my own child's name was."
"Her name is Nyxie." Luna stated, the tone of her voice brokering no argument. So, the matter settled, the happy little family ate breakfast in relative happiness as they prepared themselves for the trials of the day.