"So the Asari are all female?" Luna had been talking to Kenny all morning as they ate breakfast in his room. Kenny had been entertaining his guest with Mass Effect lore. Luna was enjoying some donuts with a rich mocha.
"In a way, technically they have no gender, but when they mate with other species they will be the one to give birth. Also their mating process will work with any sentient species, regardless of gender." Kenny said before taking another bite of his honey oat cereal. "My personal favorite are the Krogan," He said around his mouthful of oats. "There big, mean, and can take quite the licking."
"Not unlike the Gryphons of old." Luna commented. "Were they the large reptilian ones I saw in your dream?"
"Yeah." Kenny answered, taking another spoonful of cereal.
"Human's have quite the imagination. It is also good to hear that someone out there appreciates the stars as much as I do."
"Hah! Humans have always been fascinated with the night sky. This one dude, Galileo, was almost killed because his ideas about what was up there was different from the orthodox."
Luna nearly spit her coffee, her hoof clamped over her mouth. She swallowed before answering, "Really? Nothing like that has ever happened here! To think that your people are so passionate about the night sky..."
"You know..." Kenny said, swallowing his cereal. "We walked on the moon too."
"WHAT!?" Luna yelled, eyes wide. "How!? It takes my sister and I's power combined to even attempt such a feat! Without magic it should be impossible!"
"Well we did it, and without a single drop of magic." Kenny said smugly.
"Truly humans are an amazing race! If we could establish a more permanent connection with your world the possibilities would be endless! Nothing would be outside our grasp!"
Kenny wholeheartedly laughed at Luna's last comment. She turned to him with a deeply offended look, a light blush on her cheeks. When Kenny caught her gaze he pulled himself together to explain, "Luna, humans are notoriously bull-headed and stubborn creatures, especially when they are put in groups. We have a Congress that hasn't agreed on anything for a while now."
"I thought a congress was a group of baboons?" Luna said in all seriousness.
"HAHhah hah hah! HAHHAH hah! L-Luna you are the best. I mean, just, wow. That was great." Kenny continued to chuckle, oblivious to Luna's sudden shyness and blush, both results of his compliment.
A rapping came from the door followed by the voice of a guard, "Your highness, Celestia would like us to remind you that you have a meeting with the delegates from Appleloosa."
"I'll be right there!" Luna called out to the guard. She turned back to Kenny, who was finishing up his oats. "Well, duty calls. We should do this again, I really want to hear more about your home."
Kenny sipped up the sweet milk in his bowl and wiped his mouth with his shirt sleeve. "Sure, go ahead and give me a call when you want to do this again."
"I'll make sure to do that. Is there anything you'll need before I go?"
"Actually yes." Kenny said as he looked at his wrinkled and dirty shirt. "Do you know a good place to get new clothes?"
"Svand svill!" Said the royal clothier, Perfect Fit, or as she said it 'Verfeck Veet.' "Your grotesque size is alveady making vit divicult to measure you. Moving does not help."
"Well I wouldn't be so fidgety if I hadn't been standing here for close to half an hour!" Kenny was at his wit's end with Perfect Fit. The tailor back home never took this long when he was making his suits, why is the pony taking so long on measuring!
"Vell ev you don't vant new clothes..." Perfect Fit said, rolling up her measuring tape with a snap of her hoof.
"Sorry, it's just this is taking way too long! What's the hold up!"
Perfect Fit gave him an incredulous look, "Pervaps vit is because your physique is not equine, no? Or pervaps you thought that I knew how to make the clothes for v'one such as you of the top off mine head?"
Kenny scratched his head in embarrassment as he realized the truth behind her words, "Again, sorry, but are you almost done? I can only do this for so long before-"
"I know, I know. You vish to move on and do other things. It is understandable for v'one your age. Ev you stand still a coupvle minutes more, you may leave."
They moved on, and soon Perfect had stopped her measurements and was working in the small journal she kept on her at all times.
"Can I go now?" Kenny asked.
"In a minute, I need to examine ze make of your clothes. It vould make my job much easier."
"What?" Kenny more said than asked. "I-I mean, um, sure. Yeah, whatever."
"Does zis make you uncomfortable?" Perfect asked with genuine concern.
Kenny swallowed down his embarrassment and shook his head no. He pulled of his shirt and pants and kicked them over to Perfect Fit. He had done this with closed eyes, pretending that he wasn't being watched by someone else. When he finally opened his eyes again he was surprised to find that his clothes hadn't been touched and that, instead, Perfect Fit was staring at him. Closer examination of her gaze revealed that she was looking at his crotch! Kenny looked down and saw nothing out of the ordinary, just his plain, white underwear.
"You did not tell me you vore anything else. I assumed you wore so much of this clothing to make up vor your lack of vur. I must ask, vhy do you vear all this?" Perfect Fit had been giving the benefit of the doubt to Kenny during this entire process. She could no longer do this, she has never heard of anything wearing clothes all over, all the time. The only thing that has ever come close are the pompous nobles who strut around the palace.
Kenny, for his part, didn't know how to answer. "I-I don't really know. I guess it started way back when as a way to survive the cold in winter, but as time went on modesty kicked in. Not having clothes on has become a shameful taboo. It's just not right for us."
"But vhy? Vhat is vrong with being vithout the cloth?"
"Again, I don't know! It was a social rule that was set up long before I was born."
"That still doesn't explain the small amount you wear to cover your genitals." Perfect Fit pointed out with her hoof as well as her words.
"Well, now that I think about it, I think it was to prevent chaffing on our more sensitive bits. If anything, it at least adds an extra layer between our baby-makers and the elements."
"That is too much information." Perfect Fit said. "Vell, I have to ask you to remove your undervear."
"What!?" Kenny exclaimed, his hands instantaneously covering the area in question. "NO!"
"If you vant underwear, you vill have to take that pair off." Perfect Fit said.
"Fine! Then I'll just wear these from now on!" Kenny retorted, crossing his arms and turning away from her. Perfect Fit sneaked over and grabbed his underwear. In one swift motion she pulled both the underwear and him off his feet. Before he could react, Perfect Fit ran into her workshop and locked the door.
Kenny ran to the door, "Give them back! I don't want to be seen like this!"
"Nov'one is coming, human. Now be quiet while I work." After that, no matter what he said, silence reigned from the door. Kenny eventually gave in and, holding his hands firmly over his crotch, waited for her to finish. Eventually, he began to relax, hands moving from his crotch and instead supporting his head as he waited.
"Jesus this is boring..."
Celestia was on her way to speak with Kenny. She believed he deserved to know what Luna was doing, lest he ends up being forced into an uncomfortable position. She retreated from her thoughts as she neared his door. She gave a light knock and quietly waited for a response. When none came she opened the door and called inside.
"Kenny? Are you in here? I need to talk to you about Luna." All she heard was the light echo of her voice as it bounced around the empty room. The sheets were still messy and Kenny's and Luna's breakfast's were still lying on the large mattress. Celestia heard a maid's cart come down the hall and turned to see the service-mare in question.
"Excuse me, do you know what happened to the resident of this room?" The maid, a younger mare with a sea-foam green coat and fuchsia mane, stopped her cart and looked at the room in question. "Oh,yeah. The tall freaky monkey dude, right? I heard he was getting clothes from Perfect Fit downstairs. Beyond that I have no idea were he could be, your highness."
"Thank you, my little pony. I will let you continue your work." Celestia gave a little bow and went to go find Perfect Fit's workshop. After a walk through some of the service halls and down an elevator she found herself in front of Perfect Fit's workshop. She took note that the sign on her door was turned to the 'Available' position and walked inside.
To see Kenny sitting in a meditative position, completely exposed to all.
Celestia's face turned beet red at the sight and she quickly closed the door on her way out.
"So that's why he wears clothes..."
"WHAT!" The shriek shook the walls of Canterlot palace.
"Calm down sister, it was an unintentional peek. I don't even think he knows it happened..."
Several minutes earlier...
"YOU FILTHY LIAR!!!" Came Kenny's voice as he pounded on Perfect Fit's workroom door. Perfect Fit rushed to finish the clothes she was working on, quite possibly the only thing that would save her from the wrath of this enormous rage monster.
"...Either way, it's not like I suddenly have the hots for him because I saw his alien junk. Last I checked that was your thing..." Celestia gave her sister a cheeky smile.
Luna glared at her, "You better not..."
"I wonder, what was it about dear old Atticus that caught your eye so?"
"Silence sister! Atticus and I's love was but a drunken tryst! It has never counted!"
"Didn't he propose marriage shortly after?" Celestia said with a pseudo-innocent hoof over her grinning lips.
"That gryphon noble was pushed into it by his overbearing father! Even he agreed the night was a fluke!"
"But Lunaaa~" Celestia said in a sing-song voice, "He went to all that trouble to get you your refined moon-stone regalia.~ You know, the ones you always wear?"
"SHUT UP!"
"Am I interrupting something?"
Celestia and Luna both turned to see that the newly appointed guard for their human guest, Flash Sentry, was standing at the door of the sister's favorite lounge. Celestia was the first to speak, "No, my little pony. What is it you need?"
Flash Sentry straightened, "Mam, my charge requests permission to see Princess Luna, alone."
Celestia adopted a confused look and turned to Luna to find that she was wearing an ecstatic expression. She quickly got up and moved for the door. "Where is he!"
"In his room eating lunch."
"K, thanks, bye!"
Luna was out the door and down the hall way before Celestia could utter a word.