//------------------------------// // You Are Not My Mo-mhmm // Story: The Child In Me // by Zamairiac //------------------------------// You Are Not My Mo-mhmm Buck…I can't breathe! The amount of force 'Lulu' was using to hold me to her barrel was stupidly strong. I could barely look up at her, and even then, all I could see was the massive grin on her muzzle. She was still chirping away as well! She hadn't stopped since the moment she began skipping. "We shalt be the greatest mother in all of Equestria!" she rambled excitedly, her wing-hug squeezing me just that little tighter. "We will spoil thee rotten with toys and nourishment, and-" All of a sudden the crazy mare came to stop, before abruptly dropping me back into her forelegs and raising me to eye level. She still had that loving smile adorned upon her muzzle, her eyes gazing at me with such warmth. No apathy? This mare's bipolar. "Thou art so adorable my son," she crooned fondly. "We want nothing more than to snuggle with thee for eternity." "Well as fun as that sounds Lulu," I began quickly. "I really do need to find my way back ho-" Did it just get colder in here? Indeed, despite the warmth of her hooves, the air around me suddenly seemed…a lot colder. It was only when I looked back at her that I realized where the chill was coming from. "Lulu?" she uttered quietly, her eyes narrowed and unblinking. "Our name is Luna, but thou shalt call us mother..." Holy straw that's frightening…wait, straw? STRAW?! WHAT THE HAY! Hay? … My eyes began to water. "Oh! Nay, nay! We did not mean to scare thee!" Luna suddenly cried, her voice laced with horror as she pulled me tightly against her barrel once more, before beginning to thoroughly nuzzle me to death. I'm surprised there wasn't any smoke coming from the top of my head. "We are so sorry Arcturus!" she continued. "Please forgive us!" "O-Okay f-fine!" I squeaked, barely able to talk let alone breathe. "I f-forgive…you!" Okay, here's the plan. First, I find some way to escape this mare. Secondly, I find some form of rucksack and obtain a sharp knife, bottled water, and something to cover my wings. Lastly…create some form of projectile weapon to incapacitate any opposing forces as I blow this joint! It was a very risky plan, but with a little bit of skill and even more luck, it'd work! The sound of a door opening snapped me out of my thoughts and onto where I was…which, as I shimmied around in Luna's tight embrace, appeared to be a chamber of gothic design. Seriously, there was black this and black that…and a smidge of pink to boot. There were also quite a few robes hanging up on a coat rack. If I can find one in my size somewhere… Hmm. "We see that thou like our cloaks." I looked directly up to see Luna's warm eyes staring down at me, all traces of panic apparently forgotten. Yep, bipolar. "Well…they look really nice," I chirped, deliberately, and if I may say so, cleverly playing the child I appeared to be. Apparently my acting skills are top notch, seeing how her eyes instantly lit up with happiness. "We thank thee," she giggled cheerfully. "Dost thou…dost thou want one?" Hah, played like a fiddle. "Can I have one?" I asked cutely, smiling up at the mare innocently, prompting her eyes to shine quite…peculiarly. Uhh, I don't like that look in her eye. "We will certainly give one to thee," she purred quietly. "Oh, well thank-" "If thou sleeps with us first." … What? "Sleep with you?" I asked slowly, shimming my body slightly as I tried to subtly escape the tight grip. "Indeed," she chirped joyfully. "Tis how an Alicorn bonds with her son after all." … What? I had little to no warning before Luna kicked the door behind her, lit up her horn, moved something behind me, and then all but leapt into a very large bed. And if that wasn't enough, the moment she landed, she dropped me, pulled me to her side with a wing, and curled around me. She then pulled the covers, which I hadn't seen before, over us. Thankfully her bigger size left just the right amount of room to breathe. Oh, and because she curled around me, her face managed to easily maneuver its way so she could look directly at me. "Comfortable?" she asked lovingly. …Actually I kind of was quite snug. I would even go so far as to say that it was the comfiest I'd ever been in my life. But I still had plans to do, and thus sleeping with her was out of the question. "Yes, very much so," I replied awkwardly. "But as I was trying to say before, I really do need to find my way home. So if you don't mind…" Luna merely stared at me vacantly for a few moments, her eyes regarding me with some emotion I knew not. And then she smiled…creepily. "Oh?" she uttered tenderly. "Art thou not tired Arcturus?" Tired? What's she going on about now? "Not particularly, and for the last time, my name is not…not…oooh…" I don't know whether this body really was tired, being a child and all. But as something, most likely her wing, brushed in-between my withers, I felt myself growing…really…tired. "Really?" Luna purred, a rather loving, yet disturbing grin adorning her muzzle. "Because thou looks very tired to us…" No, no! I had a plan, I couldn't fall asleep! What if this bonding of hers actually worked? What I woke up and actually began to see her as my real mother? The hay I'm going to sleep! Struggling against the heavenly brushes, I shook my head and attempted to stand, leaning heavily against Luna's rather firm…yet really comfy tummy. Tummy? I haven't used that…word…since…tired… No, damn this body! I had to stay awake! I had to stay… "Not quite there yet my little colt?" cooed Luna's voice, echoing all around me as I fought off exhaustion. "Perhaps a lullaby shall soothe thee." A…lullaby? And then...out of nowhere, she began to sing. Her voice was slow, quiet and yet…soothing. "Sleep for us, sleep for thee. Sleep for mommy, my little baby." Wow…nice voice…Mhmm, sleepy… "Let min warmth guide thee, let it cradle thee. Until slumber's grasp holds thee tightly." N-No! I have a plan…but…so tired…stupid body…so…tired… "We are here beside thee…We shall always love thee…" Blimey, she really…wants to be my…mommy…m…mo…mhmm… "Fly, soar and be free…" No…I'm…the plan… … Huh, I think I'm asleep.