Chapter Seven: Red
(Red's POV)
I wake up around sunset, yet I feel as if the true day, that of the night is just beginning. I smile, and roll out of my bed, still sleep disoriented, vision blurry. I rub the sleep out of my eyes, and then my jaw drops as I realize where I am. I seem to be in Princess Luna's room. My immediate concern is, 'Does she know I'm here?' followed by, 'Why am I here?'. I shrug, stretch my wings, and I silently start trotting towards Luna's doors when I see the moon-raise is complete, and she steps back in to her room as she laughs.
"You should at least know who I am Red."
I blink, turn, and bow down before her at once.
"Yes Princess Luna. I know who you are."
"Good." She finally takes notice of my bowing before her. "Red, Red, Red...You don't need to bow before me."
I blink again. "If I may ask Princess, why not? You are an alicorn princess, ruler of the better portion of time, and I am a mere pegasus who can not remember anything before waking up this evening."
She laughs again. "You are more than a mere pegasus. You are one of the few ponies I call 'friend'. The reason you cannot remember anything is because you took a pretty nasty fall from this balcony when we were sharing a moon-rise. I did not see it in time to save you from your head injury. We were both lucky your wings slowed you down enough to keep you from becoming a pegasus pancake on the ground below. As soon as I saw you, I flew down and brought you back up here to my room where I had the best in Canterlot take care of you as you healed. You've been asleep for three nights and two days."
I blink for a third time. "Oh...oh my...I do hope I have not been a burden."
She blinks as well. "Hmm? I could not hear you Red. You were talking to the floor. Please, look me in the eyes when you talk."
I do so, trying, and failing, to hide the blush I bear.
"Now, what were you saying?"
"I said that I hope I have not been a burden."
"Of course you have not Red. I would do anything for my friends."
"Thank you Princess."
"Please Red. Enough with the honorifics. My friends do not need to use them in my presence. Please, call me Luna."
"Yes Prin...Luna. Thank you then."
I shiver, and a feeling of a hidden connection, a sort of high tension wire, between me and something else snaps, sending the razor sharp ends of the wire slashing towards my emotional and spiritual self. I shiver repeatedly from the emotional assault, and then the final strike hits true, forcing me to my knees. I see one last thing before a secondary aftershock destroys the remnants of my conscious state and I pass out. I see Luna's concerned face, and then...black.
End of Chapter Seven: Red