Seth woke up the next morning before the Sun rose, an unusual feat for him.
"What?" he said, yawning as he looked at his clock, which read 5:23 AM in large characters, "More time to be Midnight Fang."
When he got up, he started to put his getup on, starting with his wings, but he found that they wouldn't fit right.
What the- he thought.
Running his tongue across his teeth, he felt fangs, but-
"I haven't put my fangs and wings on yet!"
Not having enough time to think, he raced into the bathroom and looked into the mirror.
"Oh my..."
A real-life Midnight Fang was glaring back at him with his glowing crimson eyes.
"Luna!!!"
"Yes?"
"What da hell happened to me!?" he said, putting on his glasses and running to her.
"Well, you must forgive me if I have done wrong, but you said that you enjoyed being Midnight Fang, did you not?"
"Yeah, but-" it hit him what she must've intended to do, "What were yous trying to do?" Midnight said, holding his thirst.
"You said you liked the character, and I simply thought you may be happier if you were Midnight Fang, rather than changing your appearance."
"Luna," he replied to her statement, "Luna. Midnight Fang is a vampire. Vampires drink blood. From other people."
"Shit," she said after a minute.
"Yeah... I'm kind of thirsty right now."
"Oh... How do..."
"We bite our victims."
"I suppose I have cornered myself," she said holding out her arm, "This... won't hurt terribly, will it?"
"Varies," Midnight said, biting down on a vein in the middle of her lower arm, causing her to wince as he drank for a few seconds, "Sorry," he said once he finished, "but I'm pretty sure I can't just walk into a hospital, blood bank, and say 'Oh I'm a vampire now because of a pony princess from another universe. Gimmie blood ta drink.'."
"You still have those bags from last night, correct?" she asked as he started wrapping her arm.
"Yeah?"
"Are they still full?"
"Not counting da one that I drank, yeah."
"I may have a spell to turn them into blood for you."
"Okay, in da refrigerator."
She took the bags of soda out and turned a few of them into blood, testing her spell by putting a drop from each bag on her finger and rubbing it on the sink, "I believe this shall suffice," she said, putting everything back when she was done.
"Okay. Good. Now, what do ya wanna do today?"
"I watched some movies again, namely The Croods, and I believe I have came up with an idea of my own for your cosplay."
"Dat's good. Can I see?"
"Forgive the crudity of this, but I believe a cavetime version of myself would be an interesting endeavor," she said, handing him a few sheets of paper, each with designs crudely drawn on them, "If that fails, then I could try the scientist from another show."
"I can, oddly enough, see yous doing dat," Midnight said, turning to the clock and getting his phone and keys from the counter, "Either way, dere's a costume shop in town. Plus, we can get breakfast while we're out."
"My attire is fine for the occasion, yes?"
Midnight could tell that she hadn't been able to change clothes yet, even if last night's events hadn't played out with him as the person to take the lunar princess in.
"We really gotta get you more clothes. A single dress isn't enough; you need two or three days of clothes at minimum," Midnight got an idea, "Hey, ya might be able to find some things you like to do while we're out. We'll make a day of it."
"I'm willing to try this," Luna replied, beginning to get a "modern" mindset as she smiled at the proposal.
"Now, dere's a restaurant a few miles from here, not the one from last night. Traffic shouldn't be dat bad, so we'll be fine," he said, leading her out of the apartment and to the elevator.
On the way down, Luna asked about the gadgets Midnight was carrying. He explained that the black slab was his Motorola Z3 smarthpone, which did hundreds of things, and his Zune and headphones being how he listened to music, and his watch, which kept track of time and did basic math.
All of this saw Luna amazed.
"Flying is faster than walking, Midnight," Luna said as they went through the rotating door.
"But a Porsche 944 is faster."
"What is a Porsche 944?" she asked, mispronouncing the 944.
"A car. Cars are like chariots and carriages, except they have three pedals and move under their own power."
"Why... do they have pedals?" Luna asked as they made it to his car.
"To make it stop and go."
"Then, what is the third one used for?"
"It's complicated, but you use it to get to the next speed group, up or down. You have to move a lever to actually change them."
"Ah. I think I understand the basic premise of one now."
"Ahright," he said as the two got in, "Dis weekend, I'm gonna teach ya how to drive."
"Wonderful!" Luna replied as Midnight locked the doors and began to leave the parking lot.
"Music?" he asked her.
"Yes please."
He put a cassette in the tape deck and You Spin Me Round (Like A Record) began to play after a few moments.
"What is the name of this song?"
"You Spin Me Right Round Like A Record!"
Luna took an interest in the interior of the car and how Midnight was operating it. Within the first ten seconds, she knew the weekend would be an interesting one at the very least.
It took a while, but they finally made it to breakfast. It was at this place called Tony's Pizza.
"An' dis is it," Midnight said, taking street parking and shutting off the car, "Just flip the peg and pull the lever to open the door."
The two made their way inside and to a table. Moments later, a woman dressed as Yang Xiao Long from RWBY walked over to them and took their orders, two Dr Peppers and a large cheese pizza for both of them, which she enjoyed.
"Don't worry about a thing, Lu," Midnight said, leaving five dollars on the table, then paying at the counter.
"Your friend's really into the whole 'Princess Luna' thing, huh?" the girl said, even having somewhat of the character's accent in her voice.
"Yeah," Midnight said, laying down twenty-five dollars, "Kinda how we met. Anyway, keep the change."
"Thanks," she said as he went back to the table to get Luna.
"Ahright," he said as they got in the car, "I'm gonna park in a garage and we can just walk or however, good?"
"There are so many things here that I never, in my wildest dreams, would've imagined experiencing."
"Like what?" he started the car and got out on the road.
"Pizza, soda, movies, TV shows, all of your luxuries that you have in your world, whereas in mine, everything is hoof-made and hoof-ran. The closest we have to any of what you showed us are plays, and they pale in comparison to what you showed me last night, not to mention what everypony else here is dressing up as," Luna caught herself, "'Everypony' is the correct term?"
"Honestly, it doesn't matter."
"You have a rather lax set of rules here, Midnight."
"Ey, it's comfy."
A few minutes later, he turned into a parking garage, parked, then the two of them began their day of finding the princess's interests.
"Yous got an idea of what ya want the dress ta be like?"
"What if it were like the mom's from the movie, and I were to get my mane and tail dyed with silver spots?"
"If you like it, dat's all dat matters."