-=-=-Authors Note: This is my first work of pony fiction, and my first attempt a writing anything in a long time. I hope you enjoy it. Please provide feedback in the comments section, I love to hear your suggestions, comments on the story, and opinions. I would like to thank my editor and pre-reader, Cloppyhooves, and also Rainbowdashyy for last minute pre-reading and advice. Thank you both very much!-=-=-
Pinkie Pie lay in bed, staring up at the moon hanging low in the night sky. It looked almost close enough to reach out and grab, sitting there in the backdrop of luminescent stars that framed it.
“This night is an extra especially special one! Maybe I should throw Princess Luna a party to celebrate how lovely these nights really are. Oh or maybe a one on one party to celebrate how lovely she is!”
Pinkie giggled to herself, dreaming up the decorations and “party favors” for such a private party in her head. Pinkie had always loved the night, and all the beauty that came along with it. For such a loud and some would say obnoxious pony, Pinkie Pie enjoyed the peace and quiet of the night. It gave her time to reflect on her day, and the smiles she brought to the faces of all the ponies in Ponyville, especially her friends. As she reflected on her busy day of parties and fun, a small shadow passed over the moon; barely even noticeable if you weren’t watching for it. Pinkie was busy replaying the awesome party she had thrown for Applejack’s latest harvest of delicious apples, and completely missed the small wind stirring up outside of Sugar Cube Corner. She was, however, startled out of her reverie by the one and only Princess Luna suddenly hovering in her window.
“P-princess Luna! To what do I owe this honor of you coming to visit me on this lovely night?” Pinkie prostrated herself before the royal pony, making an attempt to bow correctly. She never was very good at remembering how to do all that fancy stuff; she just hoped it was enough. Oh, Rarity would totally know what to do in this situation!
Princess Luna merely laughed gently, and with a soft popping noise, materialized right in Pinkie’s bedroom, much to Pinkie Pie’s surprise.
“My little pony, your adoration of my nights has not gone unnoticed since my return to Equestria. Every night, I weave the moon into the sky, and set it on its course with ancient magic unknown to anypony living today, save my sister. Though the moon can make its course upon its own, oftentimes I will fly with it, observing the world from afar. I have noticed your love of my nights. Unfortunately, not very many ponies in these times enjoy the night such as you and I. In turn, for your adoration, I have decided to reward you.”
At this, Pinkie jumped up, bouncing around the room. “Oh! A reward! What is it?! Tell me please, please, please!” Luna laughed at the pink pony’s antics, amused by her eagerness.
“Pinkie Pie, your reward on this night is me...the Princess Luna!” Luna smiled, as Pinkie stood stock still, possibly for the first time in many moons. Pinkie’s eyes widened to the size of saucers.
“Y-you mean – uh – l-like, we get to ya know…Buck?” Pinkie couldn’t believe her luck. She had bucked a lot of ponies, because everypony loves a good bucking…but never a real live royal pony! This was a once in a lifetime chance! So why did she feel so apprehensive suddenly? Her dreams were staring her in the face, literally. She finally had a chance to do what she had dreamed of for so long, and yet here she was, nervous.
Pinkie suddenly found herself staring at the floor, blushing. How could she simply reveal her budding love for the Princess? She wasn’t even sure of it herself; she just knew that it felt right. However, this night wasn’t right. Pinkie couldn’t reconcile her conflicting feelings –love, nervousness, uncertainty – unsure of herself, and the whole situation, she knew what she had to do, yet it didn’t make it any easier for her to say it out loud. The time wasn't right, with all these emotions piling up inside of her.
“Princess Luna, I appreciate your offer, really I do, lots and lots! I’m just not sure I can accept it, not tonight.”
Pinkie Pie stumbled over the words, not sure how to turn down the royal pony with grace. Was she making a mistake? She wasn’t sure, but something just didn’t feel right. Her Pinkie Sense wasn’t tingling, but her gut told her that tonight just wasn’t the night to reveal her secret feelings for the Princess.
Pinkie just wasn’t sure Luna was ready for her to pour her heart out, even if her body was telling her to take the offer. She couldn’t simply tell the Princess that she thought that she loved her, out of the blue, and that the Princess Luna's nights were what really made her day all the brighter.
“Princess Luna…I can’t tell you exactly why I can’t do this tonight, but I want you to know that I really hope you aren’t really mad or – “
Before Pinkie Pie could finish her sentence, and with a look of extreme displeasure, Luna teleported out of Pinkie Pie’s room with a soft pop. Pinkie’s heart seemed to fall out of her chest, and her usually poufy pink hair deflated with the popping sound of a sad clown’s balloon. Tears welled in her eyes, one softly falling to the floor before she began weeping. Her sobs catching her chest, as she stared once again at the moon, a bright blur in her eyes as she choked on her now jaded love.