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// Worry Filled Naps 
// Story: Chaos of the Moon 
// by Chaos of Canterlot 
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Chaos of the Moon Chapter 11

Hey everypony and all other species in Equestria! It’s Chaos and I’m super uber sorry for being gone for so long *hands fans and reader a ‘I’m super uber sorry for being so late’ caffeine cookie* Careful with that cookie. I had a bite of one earlier and I’m wired more than a pinball machine *vibrates in place* The reasons I’ve been gone are huge reasons. First off, I went on a mission trip to Costa Rica at the end of February. It was amazing. Second, my senior year of high school is getting pretty tough and has been occupying more and more of my time. Also, I had a horrible case of writer’s block, which deceived me worse than Tom to Rarity. I was having a hard time as to how I should continue the story after the magically chaotic battle piece. Mainly trying to plan it all out logically and get it correct before starting. I’m still a little unsure how to write it but I have a solid idea to build on. So if the chapters ahead are confusing, I’m sorry in advance. My Little Pony is copyright of Lauren Faust and Hasbro, with Chaos being my OC. Enjoy everypony!


‘This is thought’

“This is speech”

“Grass? Grass! Holy Faust!” Chaos said, gripping the ground and rolling around in the soft see of green under him. He laughed and smiled as he smelt the familiar scent of Equestrian soil under him. He looked around, hoping he would recognize his surroundings. He was under an old looking willow, inside of its drooping branches and leaves. It was still in the night, probably two or three in the morning. He slowly stood up, his pain and soreness gone. He craned his neck to look at his back and found it was normal again. He flexed his wings and beat them, lifting himself off the ground experimentally. He landed softly and looked down at his eagle claw. He opened his claws to see the pendant Helios had given him in the middle of his claw, a matching metal chain on it too. With a closer look he noticed it was a draconequus and it looked like him. It was circled, aiming at its tail in a circle, with some alicorn flying on the top. He couldn’t tell who the alicorn was, though. He smiled upwards at the gift and wove it around his antler, the pendant hanging. He looked around, finding a Moon Flower on the ground, partially crushed. He gingerly bent over and picked it up with his eagle claw. He loved Moon Flowers. 

“How did you end up her little one? More importantly, why was I here? Last I remember, I didn’t die here.” He said, with confusion. He turned to the stream nearby and looked into the water. His horn was still chipped and his antler still missing a point. He was clean, from antler to tail tuff. He looked back up, pushed open the willows branches, and stepped onto the open. Right in front him was a splintered and half destroyed stump. He knew where she was. He looked back one at the willow and then took off on all fours back towards Zecora’s.

Back in Canterlot…

Princess Luna landed softly thanks to her guard, who always seemed to do everything without a flaw. However, such was the reason she chose them. They each were able to perform exceptionally well alone, but together they were seamless. Luna disembarked the chariot, which immediately took back off and the guards with it. Luna trotted happily to the front doors of the throne room, opened by two more of her night guards. She smiled to them as she passed and they nodded back, closing the large door behind her. She looked around at the empty room and sighed. Today had been a good day, seeing, as her suspicions about Chaos being here were true and finding out that her sisters best student had a crush on her son. She giggled and pranced like a giddy mare for a moment before giggling at her own antics. She then yawned loudly, standing on her hind hooves and stretching out.

“’Tis been a long and rather eventful day. It would be fitting for us to go to bed and rest like many others do.” Luna said, thinking aloud. She retired herself to bed quietly, dreaming of Chaos coming home again, and it made her smile. Luna looked out the balcony window into the night sky. 

“Chaos, my son. I miss you so much. It tears at my heart every day when I think about you. I love you,” she said before going to sleep. For her it was peaceful to sleep, but down the hall, in Princess Celestia’s room, sleep was what fled her aching and distraught mind. Celestia tossed and turned, trying to find sleep but it evaded her, her guilty conscience wreaking havoc and chaos on her body and mind. She, the Princess and coruler of Equestria, had just killed her nephew out of anger and spite for his father’s likeness in him. Needless to say, Celestia got no sleep that night.

Morning came about with the sun rising as it normally should, which wasn’t a good thing for Celestia. Hey eyes were red and bloodshot, her mane and tail a little messy and her fur seeming to flow backwards. She hadn’t slept at all throughout the night and was feeling their effects now, along with how horrible she was feeling from her conscience. She stood quietly on the balcony; her half-lidded eyes sinking further down to close….well they would have, had not a very cheerful Princess Luna opening her door loudly.

“Good morning my dearest sister. How’st thou this beautiful morning?” Luna said happily, slowly crossing the room towards her sister. 

“Not the best unfortunately Luna,” Celestia said calmly, putting on her regal façade; “Just tired. I got very little sleep last night.” Celestia continued to look out on Canterlot, watching the ponies below her. What if they were to know that their loving princess killed someone? She shook softly before a wing laid on her back. Celestia jumped slightly, letting out a loud “eeeppp!!” She looked to see Luna looking at her concerned.

“Sister are you alright? Something seems to be ailing you? Are you sure you can convene in the Court today? ‘Tis alright if you cannot attend. I will attend in your place if I must,” Luna proposed to her sister. Luna was concerned over Celly: She’d never acted this way before and it scared Luna a little.

“No Luna. It is my job as the day Princess to govern Equestria during the day, and yours at night. I thank you for the offer Lulu, but I must decline. Besides, what will a night of no sleep do?”

Two hours later…

“Princess? Princess Celestia? Princess?” Jetstream asked nudging the currently asleep solar Princess, who’s leaned against the arm of her throne, drooling in deep slumber as an earth pony, bless his heart, was appealing to her about bringing a bit more rain to Appaloosa. Jetstream nudged her softly. This wasn’t good. Jetstream left Celestia there and ran to find Princess Luna. A short while later, Luna came in and looked at her sister, sitting on her throne, out cold. She sighed softly, before turning to the crowd of Ponies, still waiting to talk to her big sister. 

“Our faithful subjects. Unfortunately for thee, my dear’st sister has fallen ill and I must tend to her. The court will be adjourned today and will begin anew tomorrow. I’m sorry for the inconvenience but it must be.” A small uproar came up from the crowd as a negative response to Luna’s words. 

“If thou wishes to discredit my words, then thou’st go and awaken our sister,” and immediately the uproar disappeared. Ponies began to turn back to the entrance and walk out. Luna nodded to herself and turned back to her sister. She sighed, murmuring a soft, “Oh Celly,” as she picked up Princess Celestia with her levitation. Luna moved slowly and carefully, navigating her sister to her bedroom. Luna set Celestia down on her bed gently and began to remove her golden hoof covers and tiara. She sighed and chuckled as Celestia balled herself up in her blankets. ‘She seems so wise and old, yet she’s just a little filly at heart….so are we all aren’t we?’ Luna asked herself. Celestia merely rolled onto her back and continued in her deep slumber. Luna moved over to her and gently kissed her forehead before draping her bed sheets over Celestia’s hooves. She smiled and whispered. 

“I hope you get some well deserved sleep, big sister.” Luna turned, smiling as she left, and closed the door behind her. Now time for some sleep too. Luna had been neglecting her daily sleep pattern and needed to get back on schedule. She retired to her own bedchamber, laying down on her large cobalt blue bed and snuggling into the covers, sighing as she shut the blinds magically, hoping she’d feel better.

In the Everfree forest…

*knock knock knock* The noise startled Zecora from her potion pot, nearly making her mess up the brew it housed. She walked to the door, setting down small jar of leaves she had in her hoof. She walked to the door, her golden rings clinking softly as she walked the short distance. She opened the door, expecting to see one of the Cities Mark Crusaders, instead seeing a familiar draconequus. Chaos gave her a softly, almost shy and sheepish wave with his eagle claw and smiled. Zecora jumped on him, tackle hugging him to the ground outside.

"Ooof!" Chaos grunted out, huffing as Zecora landed on him, and he on the ground. Zecora nuzzled into his soft chest fur and he hugged her. Chaos noticed Zecora was shaking in his arms and his fur felt wet. He looked up to see tears running down her muzzle.

"Zecora, are you ok? What's wrong?" He asked, worried for the mare. Zecora looked up at him and she smiled sadly. She snuggled, wiping her tears away as she got off him. Chaos was really worried now, getting back up and coming to her side as he went on all fours. Zecora leaned against him and nuzzled his chest. Chaos blushed at the intimate affection and looked down to her. "Zecora?" He said softly. She took a deep breath from his fur and he shivered a little. She giggled and leaned against him again. 

"When you left I was scared, for both me and for you, and only watching the distant battle that was above the tree tops, I became fearful that your days were through," Zecora said with a soft sadness, looking at his mismatched eyes, trying to compose herself a little better. Zecora was getting lost in his eyes, but as Chaos stepped forward and held her close to his side with his bat wing, she sighed. She closed her soft blue eyes as a calmness washed over her from Chaos.

"When the sounds of the battle passed and the Evergreen stilled, I followed the destruction and found blood spilled. So when I saw neither you nor the Princess I panicked and went into a rush. I immediately ran around, searching in the brush. I search frantically for you, calling you by name; but as the moon rose, I assumed you dead and your death, my blame." Zecora looked down sadly, remembering how hysterical she had been when she was unable to find him. She had broken down on her bed, sobbing her eyes out. She had begun brewing soon afterwards trying to calm herself by doing what she normally did. Chaos held her closer, softly running his talons through her bristled mane. She snuggled softly, his petting distracting her from the painful memory. She looked up and smiled at him laying her cheek against his neck as he gently opened the door with his magic and the two walked back inside with Zecora staying softly against him.

"I didn't understand why I worried and fretted so much, but I realized why: it was my heart that you touched," Zecora said smiling up to him and Chaos smiled back. He suppressed his surprise, not wanting to interrupt her. They moved to the table in the kitchen and Chaos moved his stool next to Zecora as she sat down. Chaos coiled his body into a tower around the stool. Zecora giggled softly and sighed. She looked to Chaos and he looked back with a soft smile. 

"When we met, you treated be like somepony, not something, like others in the past. Yet though your stay that day was medical and brief, the happy memory in my heart will last," she said before softly kissing his cheek, blushing as she did. Chaos came to full attention, the kiss catching him off-guard. He blushed too, but didn't know what to do or how to respond. He liked Twilight, but with the kiss, he had affirmed his hunch that she liked him, but found himself drawn to her. He began to zone out as he thought more on the subject in him mind. Zecora interrupted his thoughts as she spoke.

"You look like you walked away with no harm, but what in Equestria happened to your lion arm?" Zecora's expression was a mixture of curiosity, a bit of sarcasm, and an odd sense of wonder but no worry or fear. Chaos blinked momentarily before lifting up his paw to see...bone. Just bone, all the way to his elbow joint. The upper arm was still connected to the bone, the tendons and ligaments visible and the skin looking like it was burned with acid, but the hair grew back. He twisted it and checked the flexibility, still having all of his movement and even feeling. When he would touch the bone with a claw, it felt as though the bone had been wrapped in skin and normal nerves. He figured it was like when you vacuum seal something and it becomes wrapped around the object.

"So that was the price that Helios was talking about," Chaos said, marveling calmly at this phenomenon while Zecora looked at him confused. Chaos could tell Zecora was confused so he explained.

"Helios. That was Death's old name. My arm's like this because I had to pay with a piece of me to come back to life after I died." Zecora's jaw dropped in confusion and awe. "And before you say anything, yes, Celestial did kill me. But I was given another chance and life and that's all that matters." Chaos said before she could respond. She looked at him, her jaw still drooping. Chaos took a claw and closed it for her. Zecora was shocked; what HAD happened? She shook her head and sighed softly.


"For me to try and understand what happened to you is harder than you trying to make one of my potions into a perfect brew." Zecora giggled and Chaos nodded in agreement. He yawned loudly, stretching out. It had been quite an interesting day. 


"I think that we need to head to bed," Chaos said softly, Zecora nodding and rising from her chair. As they both went to their separate beds, Zecora spoke up.


"Chaos, I know you are tired, and the night is cold so instead, why don't we keep each other warm as we share one bed?" Chaos chuckled, figuring that Zecora wanted to cherish the fact that he was alive. But the cold wind that rippled up his spine said it was for an otherwise real reason. Chaos jumped from his spot and grabbed her up by her sides as he phased them through a wall, teleporting them into Zecora's bedroom. Zecora giggled at his antic and nuzzled into his chest. He smiled at the affection, gently setting her down on the bed and landing beside her, as not to crush her. Zecora snuggled close to him as another cold chill whipped through the room. Chaos snapped his talon and a thick, tree patterned quilt covered them and they both smiled, Chaos even more so. 

He liked the thought of knowing he was able to help somepony else. Zecora proceeded to tuck herself into Chaos' side and falling asleep. Chaos smiled and wrapped his arms around her and kissed her cheek, returning the favor. 

"Goodnight, Zecora." Chaos and Zecora laid in bed, still asleep as the sun hung low in the sky, the sun having risen about 2 hours ago. Zecora was still snuggled into Chaos, whose body below his last ribs was draped throughout the room, hanging over a few things. 

Zecora stirred first, her blue eyes fluttering open as she got up, looking at Chaos with a smile. She looked around the room to see a brown ribbon of Chaos' body lying around the room, with his back legs and tail near the door. She saw his tail tuft was stuck in one of her dresser drawers. 'Well there's the end of him,' Zecora thought with a giggle. She turned and looked at Chaos to see him drooling and laughed. She leaned down and poked his nose softly. 

"Ma, just ten more minutes," he groaned, rolling over. Zecora went around to the other side of the bed, ending up in front of Chaos. She leaned forward and softly nibbled his ear. Chaos' eyes opened up immediately but slowly his smile brightened as he looked to her. 

"Well that's one way to wake me up," Chaos said with a chuckle, leaning his head and neck up on his skeleton lion arm. As he began to put pressure on it, leaning on it, a slight pop was heard as lion arm fell off at the elbow joint. He lifted his head up as he felt the quick movement before sitting up on the bed. Zecora's eyes widened in surprise and slight revulsion as Chaos' face as he looked at it, wondering what to do.

“You know, you’d think it’d hurt, but it’d hurt or something like that but strangely enough, it doesn’t hurt in the least bit” Chaos was as confused as much as Zecora was, who tapped the now motionless skeletal limb with her hoof a little hard. 

“Ow! You know I can feel that right? Wait a minute, if I can feel it that means I can control it” Chaos began intently staring at it, smiling almost maniacally. 

“Chaos what are you trying to-“

“Shush shush shush shush shhh. I wanna see if this will work.” Chaos said interrupting her. Zecora looked back to the arm to watch the one of the claws begin to move. Chaos let out a chuckled, thrilled that it worked. Slowly, all the claws were moving and suddenly, the forearm lifted off the bed and stood upright, with the claws supporting it as feet. He raised his arm, and half arm, up in the air in excitement and success. Chaos sat back as he controlled the hand, walking it in circles around the bed, with Zecora watching dumbfounded but also with a small smirk on her lips from this little rouse. He moved his arm back to his elbow and it seemed to just fall back into place and work like normal again. 

“Well that was fantastic.” Chaos said with glee at the newfound party trick. Zecora chuckled and came forward, nuzzling his chest. Chaos happily wrapped his mismatched arms around her and hugged back. 

“So what are we going to do today?” Chaos asked before noticing that his lower half was chaotically draped over the entire room. He frowned and snapped his talon, wanting to have his lower half reorganize and come to him. But instead, he began a draconequuatic tape measure as he retracted all across the room, yelling in slight terror as Zecora busted out laughing. Chaos came to a halt as he impacted the wall near the door, his eyes rolling in his noggin like goggly eyes when you shake them. Chaos shook his head as he heard Zecora’s laughter and he sputtered into laughter as well. It was pretty funny. Scary, but funny. After a minute or so, their laughing died away and they proceeded downstairs after their stomachs growled with hunger.

“To answer your question, before we go off in another direction, I do not have very much to do, but what of you?” Zecora answered back as they went to the kitchen area.

“Not much for me either. I just want to get back to Ponyville soon. Twilight’s probably freaking out and all” he said, moving to the table and sitting across from Zecora. 

“What would you like?” He asked, smirking. Zecora thought momentarily as Chaos leaned his chin again his talons, waiting on her with a smile.

“A lily and tulip sandwich, with some pickles and a spice; add some lettuce, mayo and dill, and that would be nice,” she chanted softly, giggling at the end. Chaos snapped his bone claws and an overflowing plate of hay fries appeared in front of her on the table.

“Oops, sorry. That’s mine,” He said pulling it to his side with his tail tuff as he snapped his claws again. Zecora’s sandwich appeared and hover for a moment before he lowered it down to the table with is magic. She smiled to him and thanked him before they both ate. They finished their respective meals and enjoyed each other’s company as well. 
Chaos noticed Zecora’s puzzled and deep thinking gaze and decided to get her attention. He silently made the sandwich begin to talk.

“Um hey I know you’re hungry and all but can you not eat me?” The sandwich asked quite politely. It got her attention and she dropped the sandwich to the plate as Chaos snickered, returning the sandwich back to normal, its purpose fulfilled. 

“Sorry. I couldn’t help it. You were like going telescopic thinking or something and wanted to know, what were you thinking about?”

“It confuses me, no malice or vengeance, my mind you stir. How do you not feel any anger towards her?” Zecora said, pointing a striped foreleg to him in a questioning manner.

“Well I’m assuming you’re alluding to Princess Celestia, correct?” And with Zecora’s nod of confirmation he continued. “Well of course I feel anger towards her, but not enough to want vengeance against her.” Zecora’s jaw dropped. The Princess had killed him. How did that make him NOT want to get vengeance?

“I know that probably doesn’t make any sense to you but dying helped me to find out something I had wanted to know ever since my mother left me in Manehattan.” Chaos said, smiling as he reached up into his antler and felt his pendant that was hung between the individual spikes.

“Please tell what you learned or what Death did tell, and why Princess Luna abandoned you as well?” Zecora asked before picking up her sandwich again and eating it.

“Well I don- wait how did you know Princess Luna was my mom?” This zebra was very sneaky. How did she know?

“I have met her before, it was on Nightmare Night. She is misjudged but nice, and good at giving a fright. I see her in you Chaos, I see her in the pendant too. Plus, only Luna has that shade of blue,” Zecora said, pointing to his midnight blue tail, the same color as the Princess’ fur color. Chaos was definitely impressed with Zecora’s ability of observation and discernment.

“Well Zecora, I must applaud you for figuring that out.” He said before clapping momentarily. “But truthfully I don’t know why she left me in Manehattan. All I know is that she loves me more than anything in Equestria.” Chaos said with pride and conviction. Zecora smiled. 

“Since breakfast is done and there is time to kill, how about we head into Ponyville?” Zecora suggested and Chaos nodded in agreement. Chaos snapped and the plates were gone. Chaos stood and stretched as Zecora went and got her sidesaddle bag. He cracked his back, twisting back and forth, his back cracking as a card against wheel spokes. Zecora came back to see Chaos stuck in place.

“You know I do not feel right.” He snapped a full body mirror in front of himself/ He gasped in horror as Zecora laughed a little. “I look like a Picoltsso” He said trying to figure out how to undo this abstract mess of himself. He stuck a talon into his mouth, and blew air into himself, inflating a bit, his body puffing out untwisted. He sighed loudly and for a little while until he un-inflated himself and smiled to Zecora. Zecora had donned her hooded cloak and as she walked past him, she flicked the end of her tail at him. 

“Well come on you silly pony. You wouldn’t want to be left here lonely,” She said with a smirk. Chaos smiled and flew over Zecora, picking her up as he went. He flew out the door and did a few loops with Zecora in his paw and claw, laughing in excitement. It caused Chaos to smile with glee as they made their way to Ponyville