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// Georg and Winston's Manegild (Monochromatic's "TwiLuna") 
// Story: Never the Final Word (Vol. 2) 
// by FanOfMostEverything 
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Twilight Sparkle sat up in bed abruptly and cast rapid glances around the library bedroom.  Just one night in Ponyville had not gotten her used to living in a tree, even if it was filled with books, and the way the tree creaked and popped in the town's night breeze still made her jerk awake at the most inconvenient times.  Spike had no such problem, and was happily snoring away in his box nearby, like he would be more than happy to continue until noon if left undisturbed.  Since the moon was still high in the sky, they both had a long time before dawn, so Twilight settled back down into her bed, rolling over on her side and taking in the view of Princess Luna’s teal gaze at the end of her nose with paralyzed astonishment.

“Pardon our intrusion into your bedchambers, Champion.”  Luna bowed her head and kneeled on the thin rag rug of Twilight’s bedroom, which only made her panicked heart beat faster and her mind whirl with the thought that she had obviously missed some sort of letter from Celestia to explain this.  Maybe a note.  An entry on her calendar?

“T-t-that’s… okay,” managed Twilight after several minutes of intense breathing that made the faint scent of Luna’s sweaty coat begin to hammer away at the back of her mind.  The newly freed princess must have flown down from Canterlot to visit Twilight tonight because… Nothing really came to mind.  Nothing at all.  Zip.

“As you have vanquished me with the Elements of Harmony,” continued Luna with her head still bowed, “your will is supreme over mine, and I shall devote my life to bringing you the pleasure you deserve, for as long as you live.  I await your command, Champion.”

"My command is let me sleep, damnit," Twilight grumbled. "Slavery is illegal in Equestria, whether by conquest or by sale. Now beat it before this gets even weirder."





By the next morning, Twilight had convinced herself that Luna's visit was merely the symptom of an undigested bit of parsnip, or perhaps a result of eating the last one of Pinkie Pie’s special muffins before bedtime, and that the resulting dream snippet was only worth bringing up at the luncheon she had scheduled with her friends because of its odd humor.  So while the six of them were gathered for a pleasant outdoor meal at the local restaurant, she related the event to them and awaited their snorts of levity, or perhaps even a laugh or two.

Only to have five sets of eyes staring back at her in disbelief.

“Twi.”  Applejack pushed her hat back and took a deep breath.  “You do know that the Elements of Harmony were used by all of us, right?”

“Of course she realizes that,” said Rarity rather briskly.  “It’s just that she did not choose to accept Princess Luna’s generous offer.”  After a brief pause, she went on to admit in one quick burst of words, “She’s going to introduce me at court next week.”

“She’s teaching me how to make Cloudscakes,” said Pinkie Pie with a bounce in her seat.  “They’re so fluffy!!  And they make such a mess that we have to lick—”

“We’re doing nighttime flights,” said Rainbow Dash quickly, punching the air  with one hoof.  “Up with the stars and moonlit clouds!  It’s a whole ‘nother level of competition!  And then there’s the snuggles after,” she admitted.  “Awesome!”

“So many of my animal friends are nocturnal,” said Fluttershy almost under her breath.  “It’s so nice to have somepony who appreciates them with me.  Particularly the owlbears.”

After a long silence, Applejack looked at something interesting in the distance and admitted, “Ah only asked her to help out with the harvest this fall since she loves being out among mah trees, and we can work together into the evening.  And dagnabbit if the snuggles weren’t pretty durned good too.”