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// Chapter 6 
// Story: Lunar Diplomacy 
// by Verathuum 
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	Luna finally landed, albeit ungracefully and rather hard, near Jolterix where he helped her up and led her to a house. It was a lonely house; there was nothing besides the afterglow of the nearby city and the stars. Luna couldn't see the house because it was so dark, but Jolterix had a night-vision setting in his helmet.
“Where are we?” she asked.
“My place,” Jolterix replied. “Before you ask, it’s safe. There’s a ring of fire around this place that ignites whenever a creature gets too close.”
“How big is it?” Luna asked noticing again how there were no lights around.
“A couple hundred acres,” he replied.
Luna was astonished. No one in Equestria had a few hundred acres, but then again no one needed that much space. Perhaps values were different in Auflosung? “So I guess it’s customary to have a lot of land in this country?”
“Yes, you generally would live out here, then go into the cities to work,” Jolterix replied, “Although in my case, I rarely go into the cities since the airfields are always outside of them.”
“Do you ever go into the cities?” Luna asked him.
“Yes,” Jolterix said, “I do when I feel like it. Come, the ring of fire isn’t an immunity to animals, especially if they smell people.” He grabbed Luna’s arm and quickly walked her towards a house that suddenly appeared when they got close. He took her inside and told her to make herself at home. His house was not like the Canterlot Palace: it was only an eighth the size and was only two stories. The first room had a rack of about four batons, where Jolterix put his broken one. He walked Luna downstairs to a large room with a couch and two chairs, and a big, black rectangle on the wall.
“What is that?” Luna asked him about the rectangle.
“It’s a TV,” he replied.
“Oh! Do you play videogames?”
“Videogames?” Jolterix asked her extremely confused, “How do you know about videogames?”
“I play them all the time in Canterlot Castle,” Luna replied.
“How? Equestria is millennia behind us,” Jolterix replied.
“One day some strange merchant came into Equestria and sold them for a very high price,” Luna replied, "a price only Celestia and I could afford."
“Interesting,” Jolterix replied hypothesizing that it was a Florian who sold them trying to make few quick bucks, “But yes, I do play videogames.” He pointed at the game console and it turned on, as well as the TV. “Grab a controller, I’m going to get some soda, you want anything?”
“Yes, bring me something strong,” Luna replied, “It’s been a rough night.”
“Alright,” Jolterix replied. He returned with a small glass of a clear liquid which Luna sipped. It was stronger than anything Equestria had ever dared make.
“Who would drink this?” she thought to herself. She just smiled at Jolterix when he looked at her oddly, and took several more sips. She was finished with it and then soon went to bed. 
The next morning, she awoke with a very strong headache, and noticed Jolterix was nowhere to be found, even though she assumed she was on his bed. “Oh shit,” she thought, even though princesses shouldn't curse, she did in this situation. After noticing she was in her underwear, she stood up and got dressed in a panicked state, all the way down to her gauntlets and necklace. She opened the bedroom door and went into the living room with the large TV playing music, and Jolterix lying on the couch.
“Oh good, you’re awake,” he said, “Now I can go to bed.”
Luna looked at the clock and it read 11:45am. She noticed Jolterix was only wearing a pair of shorts with no shirt. “What happened last night?”
Jolterix looked up at her and paused his game. “You drank some of that drink I gave you, which you’re actually supposed to pour over ice cream so it’s weakened, the ice cream was right there,” he pointed to a bowl which had the remnants of ice cream in it, but most likely Jolterix ate it. “I was gonna say something, but you seemed to enjoy it, so I just assumed Equestrians like strong drinks. Then we played a few games until you threw the controller and stood up. Then you walked over to this couch and began crying while you berated your sister for sending you to the moon and everything like that. Then when I said I was going to bed you said, ‘No! I’m going to bed!” then you slammed the bedroom door shut and when I tried to tell you that it was my room, you said, ‘But I’m a princess,’ then you took my disc off my back and locked the door. That’s why I’m only wearing shorts right now.”
“Oh,” Luna said surprised, “Well…I’m sorry about that, but what disc?”
“It’s a thing that goes on your back and basically puts clothes on you,” Jolterix replied, “I was actually going to get one for you out of the closet, but the closet is in my room.”
“So is that all that happened last night?” Luna asked.
“Well,” Jolterix began with a smirk, “When I came up to the couch to try to stop you from crying ‘cause it was annoying, you hugged me tightly and said something intelligible, but then you stopped crying. Just when I thought it was over, you pulled me close and ran your fingers through my hair saying, ‘Tia, look at this changeling! It has hair!’”
“Oh,” Luna said, “I’m sorry about that. I guess I’m not being a very good diplomat.”
“I’m not sure what’s sadder: how you’re acting as a diplomat, or the fact you’re the best diplomat we've ever had,” Jolterix mused.
“What?” Luna asked him.
“Auflorsung has not had a foreign diplomat since before the 201 Planet Fall Event, or before I was born,” Jolterix replied.
“Tell me about Auflorsung’s history,” Luna asked him as she had so many questions.
Jolterix looked at her tiredly, “You wanna know something interesting? Florians are nocturnal, and I really want to go to bed now.”
Luna was taken aback by that. She had some excitement for coming to Auflorsung because she would normally be awake during the day time, with Auflorsung being on the opposite side of the world. She had anticipated being “normal” with the diurnal Florians, only to find out they were nocturnal like her. “Alright,” Luna said sadly, though she knew she should try to adjust to this country’s time as well.
“Thanks,” Jolterix replied and he tiredly walked into his room. 
Luna heard his bed move as he plopped down onto it, but a few seconds later she was surprised to find a blue strap dangle in front of her face. She looked up and saw Jolterix above her holding her bra. “Oh…sorry,” Luna said with a strong blush and weak smile.
“You know what I gotta do now?” Jolterix asked her.
“No?”
“I gotta dissolve my bed,” Jolterix said.
Luna’s eyes opened wide. Surely he couldn't be that upset about Luna’s preference to not sleep in her bra. “What do you mean?” she stood up and followed him into his room.
Jolterix placed his palm on his bed and a holographic display popped up. He moved three fingers to the center and his bed seemed to disappear. “That’s called dissolving something,” he said. He placed his hand on the floor and made a complex motion and a new bed appeared. He tossed Luna a disc that he found on the side table like a Frisbee. “Here,” he said, “Find something you like.”
“Equestrians are nocturnal as well,” Luna replied keeping it simple. She didn't want to explain that she was the only one and how it all worked.
Jolterix raised an eyebrow. “Really?” he asked. “Well if that’s the case then I hope you don’t mind the couch.”
“Actually…” Luna began, “Perhaps you could make a bed for me?”
“Sure,” Jolterix said. He was stressed because he was tired, but he didn't want to give Luna a bad idea of Florians. He walked over to her and placed his hand on the ground. A small bed’s outline appeared then filled in. Jolterix lay back down on his bed and within seconds he was asleep. Luna did the same, although it took her much longer as she had already slept a few hours.