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// 269. Siblings by Bobbananaville 
// Story: The Sun and the Stars: A Twilestia Prompt Collab 
// by Fuzzyfurvert 
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by Bobbananaville


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Shining Armor took another swig of beer. He didn’t have a lot on his mind, which was good; he still had some things remaining, which was bad. He didn’t want anything remaining. He wanted to be piss drunk, and not think about what he’d just witnessed.

“Captain Shining Armor! How art thou - erm, how are you? I did not expect your presence; do you not have duties as prince of the Crystal Empire?” Luna sat down next to the captain. “What drives thee to drink?”

Shining Armor did not bother with pleasantries such as greetings. He simply groaned and placed his jaw against the table. “I came over here to congratulate Twi and Celestia for getting together. Was planning to leave in an hour.” He lapped his tongue against the glass, hoping for a few more drops. “I walked in on them.”

Luna stifled a laugh. “Oh, that must have been awful.”

“It wasn’t conventional, you know. They were doing weird stuff. I almost want to tell Cadance, but I don’t want to remember anything about today.” Luna’s laughing stopped. “Like, did you know that -”

“No, no, the details aren’t necessary!” The lunar princess smiled at the prince. “Perchance thou shouldst leave soon? Thy - your - chariot leaves in an hour, correct? Maybe you should freshen up and be presentable for your return.”

“There was a blow-up doll of you, Luna,” Armor said as he poured himself another glass of beer (where he got this beer, Luna didn’t even wonder). “I don’t know why, but our siblings had a blow up doll of you during sex. I just want that image out of my mind.”

Luna’s face was strained, but she made a good show of smiling anyhow. Eventually, the lunar alicorn teleported in a glass from her room. “Couldst thou pour me some?” she asked, her smile still fixed on her twitching face. "I feel oddly compelled to cast a memory spell of some sort, and I wish to be inebriated enough to believe it a good idea."