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// An Unsettling Sight 
// Story: Luna's Boredom Cure 
// by Broniesrponies2 
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…onto a scene of depravity like none she had seen before. Both Bonbon and Lyra had been turned into humans. Their responses were quite different however. Lyra had clearly ransacked the room, playing with her brand new hands. Things were smashed by the walls, sheets of crumpled paper littered the floor, scratches and pictures all over them. Bonbon was sitting in a corner, hugging her knees and wondering how she was going to pay for all this. Luna stood in the doorway frozen, Lyra’s screams of joy as she picked up a chair with her hands and threw it across the room were piercing and had rendered the stunned princess speechless.
Octavia, however, knew exactly what to do. She bounced up onto Luna’s back, video camera up and recording. Midnight poked his head around the doorframe before ducking back around, hoping that he wouldn’t be needed. Vinyl cringed back from the noisy room, hooves over her ears once more. The three daytime guards, also suffering from massive headaches due to lack of sleep, joined her on the floor, Lyra’s shouts and whoops of joy overpowering even their self-control.
Bonbon looked up and her eyes met Luna’s.
“Oh thank Celestia.”
“What the CHIMMY CHERRY CHANGA FUCK IS GOING ON!” spoke Luna, her voice slowly increasing in volume until the last part emerged as a shout.
“A wave of magic passed through, turning us into humans. What do you expect when a human fetishist is turned into one?”
“That doesn’t explain this.”
“She’s been experimenting”, Bonbon said, gesturing with a hand towards the now beige girl, throwing things around the room. 
“Oh, well.”
Lyra suddenly noticed the two ponies in the doorway. A look of realization appeared on her face as her eyes also met Luna’s.
“You’re going to turn me back aren’t you?”
“I will.”
“Please don’t. Please, please please pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease pleasepleaseplease PLEEEEEEAAAAAASSEEEEEEEE.”
“I have to.”
“If you don’t, I will do anything.
“Anything?”
“ANYTHING. JUST PLEASE DON’T TURN ME BACK.”
Luna pretended to think about it, looking at Lyra, who had started making puppy eyes at the princess.
“Mmmmm… no.” Luna said simply. A flash of deep purple magic later, Lyra was sitting on the floor, eyes brimming over in tears, back in the mint green unicorn shape that she so wished to leave behind. She sadly regarded her hooves before letting the tears roll down her face.
“Errr”, said a  very  nervous looking, still human shaped, Bonbon. Luna and Lyra looked up. Lyra’s mouth dropped open. She turned to look at Luna.
“WHAT THE HELL?” Lyra cried, tears still rolling down her cheeks. “Why didn’t you turn her back too?”
“Oh, you know the old saying.  Give power only to those who do not want it.”
Lyra looked at the princess, whose mouth was slowly widening in a grin. Then she looked at Bonbon, sitting in her corner, avoiding Lyra’s gaze. 
“That’s it”, Lyra said, stamping a foreleg in a way that looked absolutely adorable, tears still streaming down her face. “Come with me Bonbon. She stomped off into the bathroom, her miserable looking roommate following behind. 
Octavia bounced over Luna’s head, landing on the carpet of the room before darting through the bathroom door after Lyra and Bonbon. Luna walked across the threshold and turned to see Vinyl and Midnight follow her in, the three other guards electing to stay outside. Vinyl still looked the worse for wear and Luna decided to take pity on the white mare. 
Another purple flash lit the room as Luna rid the poor unicorn of her hangover. Vinyl flicked up her glasses, eyes wide.
“You mean that you could have done that THE WHOLE TIME?” She said incredulously. 
“Of course. I may have to watch the night, but I do still know how to party. And how best to deal with the after effects.”
“Why didn’t you do it sooner then?” Vinyl demanded sullenly.
“Oh, you know.”
Vinyl thought about it, replaying her memories of the last two hours from another perspective.
“I suppose I do”, she smiled. 
Midnight turned to look at the two of them. He noticed that they appeared to be ignoring the sounds coming from the bathroom. Either way, this was a first, even among Luna’s normal antics to maintain her excitement. She would probably demand a copy of Octavia’s tape, knowing her. He sighed, listening to Luna and Vinyl get down to negotiating for the nightclubs. 
Vinyl had started, saying that, as dj, she should get free drinks. Luna retorted, saying that she could have free drinks, as long as they weren’t alcoholic. Vinyl had to retreat on that issue, instead pushing for laser devices to make moving pictures. Both were skilled negotiators, Luna manipulating Vinyl through love of drink, money and music, while Vinyl manipulated Luna through just how much she needed the clubs.
Even so, Midnight managed to keep track, even offering support to Luna, whenever he could back her up on a point. Every time he did this, however, Vinyl shot him a wounded look. They were probably faked, but they wrenched at him anyway. Eventually, they agreed upon three clubs, all shared jointly under both of their names. Vinyl got to choose music for one, Luna for a second, and much to his surprise, Midnight was given the choice for the third. Also, food would be served, and they would be open all night. Vinyl had wanted them to be paid for out of the palace treasury, but Luna had countered, saying that the treasury would be drained within a week.
When they were finally done, the two mares nodded at one another and shook hooves. The sound of bones squeezing together made Midnight wince, but both mares kept their faces blank, ignoring the pain, or just not showing that they felt it. Suddenly, they both turned towards him. The looks on their faces worried him immensely. He turned to bolt for the door, only to see it slam shut with an aura of purple.
He turned back to see the two mares slowly bearing down on him, Vinyl with her tongue out, Luna, grinning in a way that Midnight remembered seeing not too long ago.
Right after a certain somepony had kissed him. 
His nervous back-pedaling brought him into contact with the door. He spun around, hooves pawing at the obstruction between him and safety. A purple aura surrounded him and he was caught.