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// Chapter 6 
// Story: The Silver Stallion Braeburn 
// by KenSES64 
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Chapter 6

Braeburn opened his non-metallic eyes, which made him automatically realize that he was dreaming, to see that he was standing in the middle of the desert, surrounded by a herd of buffalo. They all looked the same, with thick black coats and soulless white eyes. 

Braeburn tensed up, but said to himself, ‘Calm yourself down, you know you’re dreaming, so they can’t hurt you.’

“Indeed they can’t.” a regal sounding voice echoed.

All of the pitch black buffalo them seemed to explode into light, and when the light cleared they were replaced by a dark blue alicorn mare.

“P-Princess Luna?” Braeburn asked.

“Hello Braeburn.” The night princess greeted.

“What are you doing here?”

“As Princess of the Night it is my duty to come into the dreams of Equestria’s citizens, and help them out however I can. Which I’ve noticed that you have been suffering from nightmares of a certain event that’s happened to you.”

“Yeah, the Massacre. Mah life hasn’t been the same since, and I doubt that it ever will.” Braeburn said sounding saddened.

“It seems that you need to just move on.”

“Ah know, that’s what Root Beer told me yesterday, and... wait a second if you’ve noticed this, why have you waited until now to try to talk to me about it?”

“To your surprise I’m a busy mare. I have to help other ponies, do paperwork, give Cheerilee missions.”

“What was that last one?” asked Braeburn suspiciously.

“Nothing.”

“Okaaayy, still if you gave me this advice earlier then maybe ah could have started to try to let go earlier and still be in Ponyville.”

“Are you saying you prefer it back in Ponyville? That it was better than your current location?” 

“Well, no, I mean ah did have some family back there, and Applejack’s friends seemed nice enough to me, even Valiant. Don’t get me wrong ah still hate him more than anypony else ah ever meet, but he still gave me the chance to walk again. Yet, here in Dodge Junction they don’t seem to mind. I even have somepony that can relate to me, which is Root Beer. Also there is Cherry Jubilee.”
Braeburn was silent for a few seconds, smiling.

Princess Luna noticed this and said, “It seems that this,Cherry Jubilee is important to you, is she?”

“No! Ah mean, yes! No wait ah meant to say uhhh... S-She’s just a friend, not even that, she’s mah boss!” Braeburn said with a heavy blush.

“Well it doesn’t look like that.” The midnight blue mare said with a sly grin, “So what is it about her that makes her so important to you?”

Braeburn sighed, knowing that the princess was reading him like a book, “Fine ah admit it, ah’m kinda attracted to her. Ah mean she’s been nothing, but nice to me since ah met her. She didn’t mind me being a cyborg, she gave me a place to stay, and a job. She helped me clean a scratch ah got, cooks for me, and always tells me how thankful she is for mah help. She makes me feel I’m welcome, like I’m a normal pony instead of a machine. To top it all of, she’s also very beautiful. That creamy coat, her long scarlet mane, and those soft green eyes.”

Princess Luna smiled and said, “If you feel that way about her then you should talk to her about it. She may just feel the same way.” She then gave him a quick wink. “Now if you excuse me I have to enter the dreams of a young filly named Scootaloo.” The princess of the night flew off, vanishing into the blackness.  Braeburn smiled to himself, drifting into a dreamless, restful sleep.