//------------------------------// // chapter 5: Occasions // Story: Good Night Luna // by Scribe Scribbles //------------------------------// Having Julli over was just one of the easy parts of having a magical filly princess Luna. The hardest parts were trying to keep her a secret. I know that the stuff that happens in movies aren't real, but I don't really know anything about how the FBI, CIA or anything like that works and I'm not gonna be the to put that to the test. Most of the time Luna and I could have fun and walk around the house freely, but unlike My Little Dashie I still had family and I still had neighbors. I couldn't try to ignore them 'cause then that would just make them investigate why I'm acting that way, so I try to act like nothings' change. My neighborhood is just like any other neighborhood. Each house has an owner, and each owner has a family, and each family sets up an average amount of banquets, get-together and barbecues. I'm not a vary social person. I'm more of a 'I have my friends, but I still like to be alone.. a lot' kinda person. I like to be alone, because I like to talk to myself. In my head I have this never-ending story that I keep adding to every day. I tried to turn it into a book but the publishers didn't like it. I still write it just because usually have nothing better to with my time, and because I still try to think that at least I still have something live for. It keeps me busy and I try to think that I'm still successful in some way. My neighbors think It's pointless, but my friends don't judge me. One of my friends, Hunter, wrote a story in our freshman year at Big Sky. Nobody judged him, they only asked if they could be in it. But that's aside the point. My co-workers invited me to a barbecue so I had leave Luna alone in the house. She doesn't never likes being alone. I don't know why exactly and I never bothered to ask her. I got to the barbecue and brought my own beer considering they never bother to bring it no matter how many I tell them to. My favorite beer is Blue Moon soulfully because of the name. I never liked the taste of alcohol, it's always too bitter for my taste, but that's alcohol. Bitter. My coworkers are nice people. They always ask me if I want a better job with a better pay. Annie was there too. I tried to avoid her but she seems to have some kind of radar and spotted me immediately. "There you are Lane!" She spoke in her usual tone which I think had a little sarcasm hidden in it. "I have the perfect girl for you!" "Oh. You do?" "Yes. Well what do you think?" In front of stood a beautiful woman. She had nice, curly brown hair. She had brown eyes, good body and everything, which on more than one occasion isn't a good sign. It's not that I don't like pretty girls, it's just usually when they're pretty, they're not that nice. As I say 'When she's pretty on the outside, she's ugly on the inside' meaning: pretty girls are usually a bitch. "yeee-bullshit." "oh!" She hit me offside the head. "You don't even know her! Now go and ask her something. Tell her she looks nice. Now!" I walked over and said hi. she said hi back and we started talking. she seemed pretty nice. We talked for a few hours and she actually seemed perfect. I asked her about what she does for a living. She works as an actor for commercial gigs. She actually adopted two boys. One's fifteen and the other is nine. The fifteen year old has ADHD. I found that interesting because I have ADHD and some OCD. She was genuinely pretty perfect. We were talking and a topic came up that completely shattered everything. Her reply was... "Oh, no I think My Little Pony is retarded." I didn't say anything. I just turned around grabbed the last two bottles of Blue Moon and walked out. First of all, to say it's stupid is one thing, but retarded? I didn't really like it when people said retarded because one of my cousins has some disability. She's not retarded, she's just... she has rett's. She lived her life normally until she was like nine or twelve and then it happened. Her father left her and I my aunt and grandma have been taking care of her ever since. I got home and Luna ran up to me and jumped into my arms. I sat down on the couch and placed my last bottle on the table. Luna looked at the bottle and turned it to see the name. she was about drink it when I pulled it away. "Not for you." I said. "What is it?" "Alcohol." "Oh." She knew what alcohol was. We were able get to the 'P's in the dictionary and that's when we went to sleep. "What does alcohol do?" "uh, well..." I'm not the best at explaining things but I tried my best to explain it. She seemed to understand it. "why does it do that?" "I don't know exactly. I'm not a scientist." I got a call from Tanner asking where I was. I simply replied with "Annie." He understood exactly what I meant. Annie tried to set him up with dates too, before he was married. "What's Annie?" "I don't know? I think she's trying study our mating habits for an invasion later on?" "Mating habits?" "Well more like likes and dislikes." We watched some TV and then I carried Luna up to bed. She can never seem to stay awake past eight. She always ends up drifting between sleep and staying awake. She always fell asleep by eight-thirty, but she never forgets to say one thing before she drifts into dreams. "Goodnight dad." "Good Night Luna." I held her close. *yawn* "I Love you." She snuggled up against my neck. 'I love you'?! I couldn't help but smile. "I-I love you too Luna."