//------------------------------// // Typo - Drizzle Quill // Story: Dark Paradise: the TwiLuna Group Collab // by Habanc //------------------------------// Written by: Drizzle Quill ***** “It has to have been a typo.” Twilight Velvet glanced over at her husband, furrowed her brow, and shook her head. “It can’t have been. Nopony would mess up so horribly on such an announcement. But…” She swallowed. “It doesn’t make sense. My Twili would never…never…” “We both know that.” Night Light prodded the parchment with one hoof. “That’s why it has to have been a typo. This isn’t Twili. This isn’t who she is. And quite frankly, I doubt it’s who the princess is either.” Velvet’s mouth opened in a perfectly round ‘o.’ “But it could be,” she countered. “You don’t think Luna forced this onto poor Twili, do you?” Night Light’s eyes bulged. “By Celestia’s name…” “She did use to be Nightmare Moon,” Velvet murmured under her breath. “Who knows how much of that disgusting personality she still has left in her?” Husband and wife stared at each other in utmost horror. “We have to tell Twilight,” Velvet breathed in a hoarse whisper. As if on cue, there came a loud rap at the door, followed by said Twilight making her way inside. She seemed unusually happy, skipping about with her eyes sparkling like stars. She was even humming some obscure tune that her parents had never heard before, and launched onto her mother like glue, enveloping her in a choking hug. “Hi, Mom!” With a little squeal she did the same to Night Light, nuzzling him and giggling despite herself. “Hi, Dad! Did you guys hear the good news?” Velvet and Night looked at each other. “Good news?” Velvet asked cautiously. “Have you not heard the announcement yet?” Twilight asked, detaching herself from her father and trotting around him. “No, we’ve heard the announcement,” Night said. He gave his daughter a sheepish grin before turning away. “And…we’re not sure we want you and Luna to go through with this.” Twilight’s excited smile fell as fast as one could say ‘oh.’ “Oh,” she said, blinking in surprise. “But…you…” Her voice caught. “You…you aren’t…?” Velvet, never one to enjoy seeing her daughter in pain, swallowed. “Oh, Twili…it’s just not something we approve of, is all.” Twilight’s next mumble was little more than a whisper. “But…you’re not homophobic, are you?” Night actually fell backwards in surprise. “Of course not! My best friend in school was – never mind that. We’re not concerned about that, we’re concerned, about…well…” “You don’t like that we’re getting married?” Twilight shot back. The room fell so silent you could hear a pin drop. “That’s…not what the announcement says, dearie,” Velvet finally managed to squeak up. Twilight cocked her head to the side. “Sure it does! ‘You are hereby invited to the bonding celebration of Princess Twilight Sparkle and Princess Luna of Equestria.’ That’s what it says, right?” She stared at her parents, expression slowly faltering. “…right?” Night swallowed. “It’s supposed to say ‘bonding celebration’?” “Yes. Luna wanted it printed that way. She says it’s how they did it in olden Equestria, though I think she just wants an excuse for our marriage – bonding – to sound even more special.” Twilight smiled for a moment, and then frowned. “So what does it say, then?” No answer. “Mom? Dad?” Slowly Velvet pushed the paper to her daughter. Twilight skimmed it, then blinked, face going red. “Oh! Oh! No, nononono! I – I…this is a typo, Mom. Dad, I promise you this is a typo.” Night sighed in relief; Velvet enveloped her daughter in a hug. “Don’t worry, dearie.” She laughed sheepishly. “We knew it was a typo all along.” ‘You are hereby invited to the bondage celebration of Princess Twilight Sparkle and Princess Luna of Equestria.’