Luna as care free, and inactive as she was, laid back in her seat, setting the mood for nothing special. She nudged Spike, then Scootaloo, “I’m going to rest, can you get me when the sun is down?” She peered out the window, observing the sun’s departure.
Both the filly and dragon nodded, to distracted by the snow covered hills and rocks outside their windows. They each called out what they had seen, Spike saw a parasprite, eating the snow, and multiplying, multiple times. Scootaloo on the other hoof, got scared by a giant locus whom lunged himself at the glass. Spike let out a sigh, helped his fallen friend back to her hooves, and scared the bug away.
Like any persistent bug, it has family. Seconds after the social insect got scared away, another joined the party. Then another, then another and another, till there were 7. Spike watched as they piled up blocking out the view of the snow. As one jumped off, another took its place, scaring him, and his traveling companion. Scootaloo got the best idea, revenge.
Without warning, she pounced Spike, scaring him as the locus continued to pile up. “got’ cha!” She started laughing while Spike was disappointed with himself. How could he let some one like her get the best of him? I the still of night, your mind will fly.
Spike opened the window, just enough to grab one of the atrocious bug, and resealed it. Holding his hand out and letting it jump into the fillies hair. Everyone, including Luna, laughed at her cries of horror as the insect harbored her hair as if it was grass. She turned her mane into a pile of hair, before it even considered leaving. Luna did the most kind hearted act of the day, she spared Scootaloo of her ranting, letting the locus out the foreign land of the train , and into its common place, outside.
Luna brushed Scootaloo hair down with magic, “I’m going to sleep now. And Spike, if you're going to bring a lotus in here, make sure it doesn't cause too much noise.” She stared at Scootaloo with more intensity, “And you, young lady, if you’re going to scare Spike, do a better job.” She smiled and placed her head onto the cushion, dozing off into her personal dream factory.
“Okay people! Lets do this.” Luna called out to all the workers, giving instructions about what they had to do, “John, get the memory files, Jade, get the analyzer, Rose get me Scootaloo’s dream data from a year back, and Dave,” Dave had already done his part, holding with him Spike’s dream files.
John brought back a box filled with Luna’s documents. Jade had forgot the analyzer, and brought a book instead. Rose came back with a stack of papers, ranging from daydreams and night dreams, towering over everyone, scraping the roof. Dave had only an folder filled with ten or so sheets of paper; he didn’t sleep much with Twilight ordering him around every day they assumed.
“Okay everyone, lets see what we can find out,” Luna sat in her rolling chair and began to read through Scootaloo’s dream data. Nothing special for most; just her wanting to have her cutie mark, or be very best friends with Rainbow Dash. Minutes had passed before lua got tired of reading every last dream, and pushed one third to Rose, and another to Jade. “Please read these, thiers so many.”
Rose took the sheets and skimmed the pages in a matter of seconds, “Sure thing Luna. We can’t let the other two get their hands of this. Plus we are here to help.”
Jade peered at the stack of papers, they stood as high as her. “Okay Luna, i’ll try my best.” Luna smiled at the mild effort of Jade and the enthusiasm of Rose.
Before Luna could even ask the others to read about Spike’s, they had already divided the papers up and began reading. She gave a nod of approval that neither got to be proud of. Another hour passed before anything interesting came up, brought to everyone’s attention by Jade.
“Hey, Ms. Luna! I found something!!!” Before she could get it to Luna, Dave had snatched it from her hand, and began reading aloud the document. Jade frowned, while their leader stroked her head with compassion.
Dave put on his most intense story treading voice, and began his speech,“hum, i wonder what were going to do today? Where are we going anyways?” Dave paused in mid speech, handing it back to Jade. “I am not reading the next lines. Thats final.” He left to get to the interesting romance story he had kept to himself at his desk.
Jade gave it to Luna and pointed at a certain spot, like the rest of the paper ,it was all questions, “I wonder if he will try something on me?” Luna raised an eye after reading it aloud, “I hope he does.” Out of the whole paper only one true thought. Luna stroked Jades head once more, “Thank you for bering this to my atention. Now we can narrow this down.” Luna pushed all the papers of Scootaloo onto the table, removing all filed that occured before the date. She was left with 2 files.
“Well that was easy.” Rose picked up the papers and read them, dropping all happiness after reading the dream. “Lets just turn this over, and put it away.” Dave broke out in laughter, soon John aswell, but he remembered what he had read a moment ago, and stopped laughing. “Dave, now is a better time to drop one of your sick,”cool” rhymes. I could really use some spirit.”
Dave lowered his glasses, revealing the somber color of his eyes, “No. Not after what happened.” He reminisced on how he lost his last rap battle with a certain mare. He pushed his shades up and stared at Luna, giving all his respect to her.
“Dave, John, did you boys find anything?” John presented a script of Spike’s dream, he was a pony. On top of that, he was doing silly stuff; not even Derpy could out derp this. “No John.” She patted his face with a newspaper, showing him his failure in a kinder form. “Dave?” She turned her head to the boy who wasn’t thier.
“I only got this.” He reached his hand over her shoulder, “Pretty weak. Adorable, but weak.” Luna took the paper and read about the tree’s and what happened after she left. “Just reading this made me want to punch the kid. I’d even get John’s help.” John made a silent ‘yay’ motion of happyness. Luna hit them both with the news paper. again.
“And what did you find Rose?”
Rose pushed a document face down to her lovely creator,“I found this, but its a little dark for my taste.” With one flick of her nail, the paper was in front of Luna.
Moments had passed, even a minute. John and Dave pondered on what was going on. Luna slammed the paper onto the desk, angry with herself. “Everyone, get out! I need to be alone.” She slammed her face onto the desk, waiting for everyone to exit.
‘All my fault. If i didn’t lie to her this little misshape wouldn’t have happen. I’m stupid!’ Luna dragged her head off the desk, allowing herself to baul on the floor. “What do i do? What do i do?!” In her ramit display, she remembered the two children she left unattended. “Got to get back with them!!” On moments notice she was up and out of the dream.
The sleep deprived princess woke up so a small bug on her nose. It's small black beady eyes alien with hers. The scariest part of all, was its attempt to say hello. Letting out its silent call, trying to get the older mare into a good mood for what was behind him. It squeaked once more before jumping onto her head, and resting on the smooth ocean of hair, digging a crevice, and making priorities.
"Whats going on?!" Luna had awoken to a swarm of Locus, Fire-fly, and a parasprite, gently landing on the wall. Spike was nowhere, to do found and Scootaloo was probably too chicken, to do something. "Just great." she began to force all the monstrous bugs out the window, making perfectly well not to force Tia out the window, who was resting on her mane.
As the bugs left the train and the window resealed, only Scootaloo was left on the floor, covered in miniature foot prints and claw marks. "Thank you, miss Woona," She was far too weak to get out a joyous response. She couldn't even get up if she tried.
Spike was still nowhere to be found. Luna, worried she might have forced him out the window, searched frantically for the purple, green and lavender dragon child. Under every chair, in every cart, all two of them, and in every last nook and cranny, just to find no dragon. "Where did Spike go?" The worry in her voice was noticeable by even to the deaf. "I think i might have pus-," Scootaloo pointed to the roof. 'She put him on the roof?!' With outs moments hesitation, she forced herself to the roof, only to witness Tia fly away in the wind.
Luna had lost it, the bug was talking to her, "Save me!"
"Got' cha!" a thin magical bubble enclosed the locus, and brought him back. "Lets get you inside." Once again she used her magic to enter the familiar space of the cart. Scootaloo was climbing up one of the chairs, trying to gain her balance. "Scootaloo! Why would you put Spike on the roof?!" she had began to cry after relieving where they were. A mountain.
Scootaloo fought to get atop the chair, "He's not outside, i put him in here." She tapped one of the few luggage boxes that hung from the wall. "You said i had to do a better job so i did," she smiled while she untied a piece of string, flimsy, but also strong.
Once again Luna's advice and words had made things worse, "What did you do to him?" She scolded the filly, hopping it was something playful and not to bad. She ignored Luna, and her unhappiness, untying the last note with her mouth.
Falling out of the small box came Spike, along with a few locus and other insects of sorts. Once more, Luna swept the bugs out the window, hoping they wouldn't die on impact. "See, i got him back... sorta." She lifted up one of his limbs, only to watch it fall to the ground. "He still hasn’t woke up? Its been nearly 3 hours already!" She didn't sound happy, nor seem happy in the slightest.
Luna scolded the filly once more, hoping her point would be heard, "What did you do to him?" Anger spawned in her voice, giving the slightest hint of acceptance at a job well done. "Explain."
Scootaloo propped Spike up onto a chair, with the help of some magic, angled him in the right way so he wouldn't fall forward and bang his head again. Scootaloo began telling her story, of how she got Spike unconscious.
"
Okay, so Spike and i wanted to play a Not like i could play with them anyways. So we did nothing. After about 30 seconds we got bored of nothing, so i got the bestest idea ever! I hit him with a phone book.
"
Luna looked around the area, trying to find the book she spoke of. None the less, it was under Spike's arm, holding him up. "So you hit him with a book... realy?" She remembered her words half perfectly, 'If you're going to do something, do it right.' Bashing a kid on the head with a book is hardly considered scary. "So, how did you get him up there? and why?"
She continued her story, as silly as it was.
"
The locus came back, and they opened the window. So, i moved Spike into the box thingy, and closed it. Then they all attacked me, Then you woke up.
"
"That is my story, the greatest story ever!" She threw her arms up to emphasis what she had self-proclaimed.
"Well that could have gone worse, i suppose." She didn't mean the locus, or the locking him in the storage area, she meant what she could have done. 'I guess one a good filly, always a good filly.' "Oh, i almost forgot!"
Scootaloo was surprised, when did Luna ever forget to do something? She closed the window, twice. "Forgot what?" Luna didn't answered, just gave her darkest grin, and squinted her eyes. "What is it?! I can't read minds!"
Luna laughed at her eagerness to hear what was going on. It was about that time of day, the moon began to show its face, "Oh, i just needed to tell you something. But you promise not to tell Spike?" The filly shook her head in alliteration, making the blue mare press her hooves against orange cheeks to stop the motion. Luna leaned in close and covered the range ears of Scootaloo, not like Spike could hear anyways, "Spike dose like you."
Spike woke up to a bright eyed filly looking at him, to close for comfort. She dropped a note onto his face before moving to the other side of the seat. The sun had risen, and so had the dragon. Everything was perfect in the eyes of Scootaloo. "Luna left to go back to the castle. Ya know, discord would be bored without her," lies always work the best at a time like this. Discord would never get bored.
Spike opened the scroll, reading the contents.
dear Spike and Scootalo,
i'm going back to the castle. good luck with the... i never even learned why you’re doing this… running around. So good luck on your trip! Luna’s out out
P.S. I left something for you two, enjoy!
Spike looked at Scootaloo, and Scootaloo looked back to Spike. They both shrugged and began their search. Nothing was specified, and nothing was given as a hint. After a good while of searching, it hit them. Their bags.
Next to their bags was a large bag of bits, a note reading "500 bits, good luck!" Both smiled, and thanked the blue mare, who once spread eternal beauty throughout the land; the mare of the moon.