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Twilight shut the last book she had decided to read and levitated it to its respected shelf. The purple unicorn released a relaxed sigh and trotted up the steps to her room. Opening the door, she spotted her assistant baby dragon fast asleep on the bed while the rays of a full moon shined through the creaks of her tree’s branches. A soft smile made its way to her lips and touched her cheeks as she quietly made her way to the bed.
Once she got under her covers, she faced the window and stared straight at the glowing ball of white that sent illumination across the night sky alongside the small galaxies that shined ever so brightly with glinting decors. The stars and moon were always her favourite to look at during the time of night. From whence she was young and to the time she was a full grown mare, she always admired the night sky. Her father introduced her to it, her mother named her after their sparkle, and her brother nicknamed her after them using her name shortly as “Twily.” The scenery brought back good memories she could not forget, but cherish every second she went to sleep.
When her eyes started to drift slowly down, they shot open by the sound of a “POOF” and soon the sound of hooves touching the hard wooden floor. She turned around fast and gasped at the teleported individual before her. It was Luna, dizzy, but also what appear to be tired. She was glad Spike did not awake from her loud entrance, but was confused from her uninvited entrance into her home. When she opened her mouth to question the princess quietly, she was hushed quickly by the blue alicorn’s right hoof as her left one gestured her to remain silent before pointing at the sleeping baby dragon.
Twilight understood her and took her hoof off her mouth slowly before glaring at her, demanding an answer. Luna glanced at Twilight and her ears flattened. She knew why the mare before her would not be so happy since she appeared without permission in her room. She had an answer for why, but she was too unsure if it would have been good. Deciding to wing it, she took a deep breath, quietly, and explained in a low whisper.
“We apologize for our uninvited entrance. Cometh our apology to thou, shall thou understand why we art, “Luna, please, not to be rude, but first person modern equine.” Twilight interrupted her, finding her old equine to being difficult to understand.
The alicorn understood the confusion drawn upon the mare’s facial expression and nodded her head lightly. She took another deep breath, quietly again, and explained the best possible way she could.
“I…umm…understand that our, I mean my entrance here was uninviting, but I…we…have a great reason that thou might understand and relax upon thee night.” She said in a low whisper. “We came…I came…to ask if you would not mind reading us…me…a story?”
Twilight stared at her surprised before rubbing the back of her head attempting to find a response to such a strange request. It was not really normal for a mare, especially one who is over her age, to be read a bedtime story.
“Thou must know, this is foalish but thy’d be please if thou does not question.” She said in an embarrassing tone, changing her point-of-view equine.
“Umm…okay, I guess if I can find a story suitable to read to you. What type of stories do you prefer to be read?” Twilight asked attempting to ignore the awkward moment she was having with a princess in her room, requesting a bedtime story. Most of her bedtime stories were meant for young creatures like Spike or Applebloom.
Luna gently smiled as her cheeks grew red. “Thank you.” She whispered, hoping her excitement would not cause her to become loud and awake Spike. She was happy Twilight did not question her about this strange request and hasted to explain what type of story she sought. “I would be please if you read a story involving…something you loved the most at night.”
Twilight was not sure if she was referring to a specific type in a book or her and slowly got off her bed, trotting lightly to her bookshelf next to the window. She scanned the books she read numerous of times, but was halted once the princess laid her hoof on her right shoulder. “No, I mean, from you; a made up story.”
Twilight gasped quietly; never had she ever made up a story by herself than read others. She rubbed her chin lightly, eyeing the smiling and nervous alicorn before her and shrugged. She was too tired to complain and wanted to sleep in order to follow her usual routine schedule. Not that she did not want to read to the princess, she was simply too tired to stay up for the day. The best she could do is come up with some short story.
“Alright, I will see what I can do.” She said trotting to her bed before leaping onto it. Luna stared at her for permission to rest on her bed and was soon given permission by the purple mare. Once the princess of night got on the bed, she stared at the purple mare quietly, waiting for her to start.
“This is my first time, so I am going to do my best, alright?” Twilight asked as Luna nodded her head. “Alright…here we go…umm…once upon a time…” She looked around for some sort of inspirational device to assist her with the intro. She soon gasped and realized what Luna was seeking in the particular part of the soon-to-be made up story. She slowly closed her eyes and smiled warmly. Maybe this type of story was going to be an ace in a hole. It sure was in Twilight’s mind. She reopened her eyes and began, “there was a princess of the night.” She began causing Luna’s ears to perk up.
“The princess of the night was named Zenith Lu; her name was a treasure to many who worshipped her in the night. She was what made many ponies seek to break the limits of the sky and explore the dark space where galaxies reside just as she did. She sometimes came down from space and rejoiced with her ponies, sharing many stories of her adventures and planets discovered within every star. The ponies, made up folklores and stories that exaggerated a lot about her, but she did not mind them for they were not bad or diminishing. Her stories made ponies seek to learn magic just like her and make bedtime stories involving her as the main character. The stories would include her saving the world from meteors, evil creatures from Tartarus, and stopping the mad villain, Cupcake-Mcdoyle.” She stated causing Luna to lightly chuckle at the silly villain name.
“So many great stories were spread about her, but no pony understood her was what made the princess actually sad. She was categorized as a great explorer, leader, and so much more, but no pony there on that planet could actually understand what was going on with her. You see, Zenith wanted something no pony managed to provide…that was to have a friend. A friend that would see her more as an equal than a mare that is a princess and explores the galaxies far from her home. She needed a friend that would understand her, shoulder her when she needed to cry, and perhaps even more. Of course, she would share the same assistance the friend she sought would return, but this search was sadly not so great. It was long, harsh, and excruciating painful…to her heart of course.
“The poor mare only wanted some pony to love her for whom she was, not what she achieved and was ascribed as. So, on one day, which would change her future forever…she ran away from her kingdom, leaving behind her family, people, and country. She flew far, far, and far as she could away and hid herself on the moon where no pony would suspect. She stood there for a very long time, swallow in her deep depression. Alone, she was, and frightened that if she returned…no pony would understand and brand her a betrayer to her own people as well as deceitful.
“She was in a deep conflict, struggling day by day on the moon to coop with her problems and go back home, but her fear was the strongest feeling out of many and sustained her to the moon. She felt as if her hope in the world was lost. No pony would ever love her again. But…then she heard a voice from a distance.” She paused for dramatic effect as Luna was perched up on sheets with her hooves, nervous to who had caught the story’s princess of the night’s attention.
“She followed the voice that led her back into the world she was born. It took her two hours when she came down into a forest and stared down at a frog croaking while resting on top of a lily pad. It confused the princess at first, but she soon stared deeply down at the water, spotting her reflection. There, as beautiful as she could ever imagine, she saw the stars in the sky glinting, sending messages only she could hear. They all were complimenting her beauty, her existence, and telling her…everything was going to be alright. Most of all, they were telling her to go home. So, she did, she went home and guess who was there waiting for her?”
“Who?” Luna asked.
“Her sister…father…mother…guards…and…people. She realized that she was…understood by them from the start because…” She softly closed her eyes, “they were not only her subjects, they were more than friends…they were…” She opened them and softly smiled, “her family.”
Luna became stunned before smiling softly at her. “Her family.” She repeated quietly.
“That’s right, her family. And so…she lived happily ever after, the end.” Twilight finished before gasping as the princess of the night before her frowned. “What’s wrong, Princess Luna?” She asked.
“I…we…thank you…it was so hard to explore the world when all ponies do is sleep instead of…become thrill to stay awake and see me just as they do for my sister. That makes me feel kind of jealous, because…I…we…feel that we are nothing more but raisers of the moon. Our job is to provide night and that is all. Nothing will be given to us in return.” She stated. “So that is why, I came to you, in hope you…make me happy.”
“Make you happy?” Twilight questioned.
“Yes, you were always fond of the night, so I assume you would not mind telling me a bedtime story about it. I apologize for intervening with your time of sleep.” She said, but was caught off guard from the light and quiet giggle coming from the purple mare.
“It’s alright, Luna, it is nothing much fussing about. I did not mind telling a story at all. Though, I must say, you being jealous makes me worry of you. I hope the story at least gave you some clarity, because…I am sure you know I based that mare off of you and gave it a water-down version.” She said.
“It sure did and it is alright, Twilight. I have already moved on with the past and focus on reforming our future into a better day alongside our sister. I just…needed something to…help me. You’ve always were there when I needed you the most. At first, when we first encounter each other, you spoke with steel words, the second time, you led me to have my ponies trust me again, and the third time…you have surely assisted me in coping with this reminiscing with jealousy.” She said, smiling at her.
Twilight did not know what more to say, but only smiled at the mare for her great deed in reading a relaxing story to her. Luna decided it was time to leave and allow Twilight her time to rest, so, as her horn glowed brightly, she gave the lavender mare a farewell and thankful smile and nod, and vanished. The room was quiet and only Spike’s gentle snores made Twilight sigh in relief. She went back under her covers and closed her eyes. As sleep took over, she allow her mind to settle and body to become safely still as if she was reposed.
-Fin-