Why is Princess Luna a Teenage Anthro in my Life Now?

by TwiPON3


Your story was just demonetized.

When Midnight pulled into the complex’s parking lot, Luna had been scratching her mane and tail because of the dye, so they looked disheveled.

“You okay?” Midnight asked as they both went into the lobby.

“Our scalp and tail feel rather uncomfortable,” she replied, scratching them as they made their way to the elevator.

“Don’t worry,” Midnight said, “The coloring has already dried, so you can just rinse off in da shower.”

“So, that should help with the itching?”

He pressed the elevator call button, “Yeah. Just... don’t keep scratching at it.”

“Okay,” she said, slowly stopping as the elevator door opened and they stepped inside.

“Good,” he replied, pressing the button labeled 12.

A minute later, the door opened at Midnight’s floor and they made their way to his apartment, 12D.

“Bathroom’s across from da bedroom,” Midnight said, pointing to the open door.

Luna took didn’t waste any time in running to the bathroom, completely stripping on the way and not bothering to even close the door or curtain.

“Luna,” Midnight said, walking into the bathroom, “I’m fine with you stripping butt-naked in my house, but please,” he closed the curtain, “Close this when ya shower. It makes a huge mess.”

“Our apologies,” she said over the running water.

“No problem,” he said, going to the couch and turning the TV to the YouTube app, “Oh, here’s something interesting,” he selected the video, “I love AlternateHistoryHub.”

A moment later, the stream started.

“Let’s talk about World War Two!”

Suddenly, Midnight’s phone rang, so he checked the name of the person calling.

“Ugh,” he said, pausing the video, “Admins.”

“Hello?” he answered the phone.

“Yes, this is Shane Dawson, and I’m calling to let you know that your story has just been demonetized because of a line that was just used.”

“Yeah, I know. Touchy topic, etcetera, etcetera. Is dere anything important? And no, I don’t mean dis as something important.”

“There isn’t anything else.”

“Go away, don’t call again,” he said, ending the call and resuming the video, “Dammit all.”

A few minutes later, Luna shut off the water and got dressed in the living room.

“Am I doing something wrong?” she said, noticing Midnight staring at her.

“While I’m okay with shit, given I don’t go to jail, that’s not exactly what you’re supposed to do. Usually, we wait until we’re already in the bathroom before we strip naked.”

“Oh.”

“But I guess just do it anywhere as long as I don’t have to step in, sit in, or sleep in something gross.”

“I was unaware of that rule.”

“People have been known to do much weirder,” Midnight said as he began setting up an XBOX One S, “Anyway, I wanna start you off with something simple, like Minecraft.”

“Mine...craft?”

“It’s a game,” he replied.

“Oh.”

He gave her a controller and loaded the game in split mode so they could play on the same console.

“Okay, so I’ve made a new world in Creative mode. The object right now is just to build stuff.”

“I see,” she said, getting a feel for the controller, “So, in Creative mode, there are no villains or evil creatures?

“Nope.”

“This mode seems to have no purpose.”

“Let me bump it to Survival mode in the settings,” Midnight said, changing the world’s properties and setting the level to Normal, “Here it is,” he loaded the world again.

This time, there were monsters all in the world, something that Luna found interesting, even though she couldn’t easily engage in combat against the mobs.

“Ugh!” she said after dying for the umpteenth time, “I could emerge victorious against these Endermen and Creepers if I were actually in combat against them!”

“But you are.”

“No, I’m controlling a character in game who is battling for me.”

“That’s as close as yous can get to actual hand-to-hand combat,” he said as she set her controller down and stood up, “What are you doing?”

I am going ingame to battle. You can stay here, or come with me.”

“You’re telling me how yous got here if I go with you.”

“Okay,” she said, “I will hold true to my promise when we aren’t in battle.”

“Sure, fine, yeah, but would ya like for me to at least load an arena first?”

She hesitated for a moment, “Yes, that is sure to make battle more fun.”

“A’right, then,” he said, swapping to a generic fighting arena he had downloaded a few years prior, “Ready.”

When the world loaded, she teleported both of them into the loaded world.

“Where are the monsters?” Luna asked before looking at what she was wearing, “What is this?”

“Diamond armor and sword.”

“Of course.”

A few moments later, they were up against all of the mobs they had seen earlier. Endermen, creepers, zombies, slimes, skeletons, and a few other things.

“Wow,” Midnight said after they were through, “You. Kick. Ass.”

“I believe we had an agreement,” Luna said as she began to fly to a seat, take off her armor, and sit down.

Midnight followed, but not before getting both swords and carrying them.

“You forgot this,” Midnight said, handing hers back and taking his armor off as well.

“Thanks,” she said, setting it to the side, “Now, we have an explanation.”

“If you still want to tell me. Otherwise, I’m fine.”

“No, it would be wrong for me to bring you here under false pretenses.”

“Go ahead, then.”

“Well, my sister Celestia and myself were battling King Sombra. He used a form of dark magic on both me and my sister, hoping for an easy victory. His magic embodies the element of fear. I’m not entirely sure what Celestia saw, but his attempt at making me overthrow Celestia and allow him to ascend to be my equal gave birth to Nightmare Moon. From that winter to the following summer, I turned into Nightmare Moon many times, each being stronger than the last, until a few nights ago, my sister banished Nightmare Moon with the elements. They seemed to have pushed us farther than the moon, sending me to your world instead. Our guess for our body’s current form is my Alicorn magic, but we didn’t-” she saw that Midnight had pulled her into an embrace and began to cry.

“It’s okay, Princess. It’s not your fault. It was dat magic. Everything’s gonna be okay.”

“It was my intent to kill her.”

“It was the magic taking over.”

“We were just so jealous.”

“I’m sure Princess Celestia’s forgiven yous.”

“Please don’t send me away.”

“I won’t,” he said, patting her back as she continued to cry, “Just let it all out.”