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// Re-Part III Chapter ii 
// Story: Beautiful Rainbows, Unicorns, and Rainbow Unicorns 
// by GamingWolf 
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	The morning birds sang wonderfully, fluffy white clouds floated lazily in the blue sky, and a calm breeze blew through Darqlon's crimson ethereal mane. Darqlon could tell Wolf was annoyed. Coupled with the fact that his ears, tail, and head were lowered, he did not say a word during their short trip to the Everfree. Even with Fluttershy's nudge, Price did not like to be used like a dog, even if it was for a good cause. Once at the edge of the forest, he stopped in his tracks. 
"Give me the damn pillow case," Price grumbled.
Darqlon used his red magic to bring out the white, cotton pillowcase that belonged to Rose and holds it in front of Price to sniff. 
Price inhaled her flowery scent and memorized it. His body went lax, as he eliminated all other scents from his mind. When he opened his eyes, they glowed faintly. Without warning, Price shot off running along the edge of the forest.

Princess Luna opened the door to her room and frowned: empty, yet again. Another lonely morning. She heaved a sigh, moped to the bathroom, removing her regalia along the way. How her heart ached for even a glimpse of Grey! As she was drying herself after a long bath, small noises from her room piqued her curiosity. She opened the door a crack and with her teal eye peeked through the opening.
Grey stood by the table near the balcony window with his back to her. She could not see what he was doing. As silently as she could, she opened the door and stealthily advanced towards him. A wide grin plastered on her face. 
"Boo!" he exclaimed and suddenly turned around. 
Princess Luna jumped and screamed in surprise and landed on her haunches, "You juvenile!" she pouted, not able to scare him.
Grey laughed and went over to help Luna up. She turned away from his kiss and sat on the bed, with her back to him.  
"Oh, I see," Grey walked back to the table that had a covered silver platter resting on it, "Well, I guess I will be taking this dinner for myself." 
Her ears perked up, "Fine! I am not hungry anyways!" she huffed in defiance. 
Grey moved to the bed with the platter and a long, wooden box poking out of his pocket. He set the platter at the end of the bed and sat behind the midnight blue alicorn. He placed his hand on her back, feeling her go rigid. 
"D-Do not touch me!" her voice faltered. 
He leaned on her and whispered into her ear, "I missed you, Luna," he confessed sweetly. 
She turned to gaze into his golden eyes and saw his sincerity. Her heart melted, "I missed you, too, Grey!" She gave him a long kiss before her stomach interrupted them. She blushed violet. 
"That is why I brought you dinner," Grey chuckled. He held the platter for her and removed the lid. 
On the platter was a bowl of    what she assumed to be   a strawberry Waldorf salad, a bottle of white wine, and two glasses. 
"What is the occasion?" she inquired, lifting the salad and a fork with her light blue magic.
Grey frowned, "First, you ignore my kiss; then, you ignore me; now, you ignore what today is?" 
"I am sorry, Grey. . ." she apologized with her ears back and eyes big. 
He kissed her muzzle, "Forgiven." With little effort, the cork popped off the wine bottle, and Grey served the wine, "Today, my dear Luna, marks my first month in Equestria." 
Luna ruminated her food, counting mentally, "Wow. I did forget. It feels like months since you fell out of the sky. . ." She accepted the glass of wine Grey offered.
"A toast!" They tapped the glasses together, "To a new and wonderful life here on Equestria!" 
"And. . . to us," Luna added sheepishly.
"Especially to us," Grey confirmed and they both drank. 
After the delicious meal and small talk, Luna finally decided to ask Grey about the box in his pants. 
"Grey, what is in that box?" she questioned, pointing a hoof at his leg.
He smiled, "How badly do you want to know?"
"I am just a little curious. . ." 
"Well, a little curiosity is not enough to open the box," he chuckled, "Guess I'll have to keep it for now." 
"Wait!" she bit her lip, "How about for a kiss?"
"Hmm," Grey stroked the short hair on his chin he was growing out, "Tempting. . . but no."
"Two kisses?" she smiled.
Grey chuckled, "You're adorable." He thought to himself, "I forget how young she is." He removed the box from his pocket and held it out, "Make it ten kisses    on the lips, and you have yourself a deal."
She hugged his neck, leaned on him, and provided her payment to him hastily. She beamed, "the box please."
He bit her lip gently and she whimpered, "I never said which lips I wanted to kiss," he winked. 
Luna blushed brightly at his insinuation, "You are bad. . ." 
Grey leaned in to kiss her passionately, opened the box, and simultaneously removed the platinum-plate-collar necklace. He broke away their kiss and presented his gift to her. 
"It is beautiful," she marveled. 
He fastened the jewelry around her neck, kissing her neck softly. 
Luna nuzzled him affectionately, "I love you, Grey." 
"I am a pretty great guy to love, huh?" he joked and kissed her, "I love you, too Luna." 
She laid on her back, blushing, "About those k-kisses. . ." 

Price huffed on the cold, hard stone floor, sprawled out on the bloody engrams, his limbs chained to the wall. Lit candles circumvent him, which cast light on the cloaked cultists that surrounded him. Rose's trail led him to a newly constructed temple of some kind, with an architecture from his world, which should be unknown to the people of Equestria. Her scent was mixed in with the blood of dozens of other ponies. Magic kept him from being able to use his telekinesis outside the circle. 
Two cultists made their way to him from the door of the circular room. They stood before him and he realized that he smelled them before, but from where? The one on the left levitated a bag with gold magic, the other on his right, jumped into the air, hovering with grey wings. 
"Price, Price, Price," he heard Darqlon speak as he rose from the shadows, "Price, I did not plan for things to end like this for you. I truly am sorry, old friend." 
"When Kyllgorr finds out, he will make short work of you!" the chained great wolf snarled. 
"No, he will grieve and move away, maybe even hit me once, but he will not kill me. Your death will be because of an unfortunate series of events," Darqlon stated, then nodded to the two cultists.
The other cultists ran away when the cultist with gold magic tossed the bag up which released a plume of purple dust. The pegasus cultist gust the dust into Price's nose. They followed the rest of their cult out the doors. Price's nose burned intensely. He roared, growled, and shook his head. His mind went blank as his eyes turned red. 
Wolf grew to his natural form and reared back, ripping the chains from the ground. Darqlon lunged at Wolf. Wolf swat Darqlon into the side of the room. He charged the alicorn, Darqlon teleported out of the way, making the enraged beast crash. Darqlon shot rapid bolts of red magic at Wolf's side. Annoyed, Wolf leapt into the air and landed on the ground, which sent a shock wave of rock towards Darqlon. Darqlon put up a shield. Wolf bit the red shell surrounding his target. Darqlon exploited this opening. He launched himself into Wolf's mouth and impaled the beast through the roof of its mouth, stabbing his brain. A whine and a gurgle left Wolf as he collapsed to his side. Darqlon huffed, as he walked out of Wolf's open mouth, covered in saliva and blood. 
"One step closer," he grimaced.