The tip of the brush drifts off the paper as the tail to the last “d” in my name runs out of canvas. My dark blue signature in the bottom corner is just barely distinguishable from the remainder of the painting. The one with Fluttershy is kept in a cloth bag, leaning against the corner, ready to go. This final painting is mostly dry, but it will still take a few hours to become dry enough for travel. I put the paintbrush back in its case along with the paints I’ve used already. Miraculously, paint does not cover the walls this time. The bed is made and all the furniture are in their correct places. Snowheart made sure that, when I left Camp Orion, the place would be spotless.
I take one last look at the painting before going out to get breakfast. This one took me about a week. I started it the night after our little escapade and just finished it last night. The pale moon hangs still in the sky among the light show of stars and comets, bursting with every color of the rainbow. I remember the real version of the picture so clearly in my head, it was little trouble converting it onto a canvas.
Luna is already sipping tea from a small cup at the dining table, a daisy sandwich placed neatly in front of her. She notices me and gives me a nod. I sit down next to her and snap my fingers. A plate of noodles with chocolate syrup and gummy bears lands flat in front of me along with a fork. The Princess grimaces at my breakfast choice and adverts her eyes to her own meal.
“You should really try it, sometime. It might surprise you.”
“Discord, it wouldn’t surprise me if that thing came alive and start crawling around.”
“I can make that happen.”
“For the sake of my own appetite, kindly refrain.” I smirk and jab the heap of noodles with my fork. Luna sets down her teacup next to her plate and sighs as I shovel a forkful into my mouth.
“Did you pack?” Luna’s eyes are still focused on her teacup.
“Mmhm.” I make out through a full mouth.
“What are you going to do after Camp Orion?” I swallow hard to make room in my mouth for speech.
“I suppose I’ll be talking to Fluttershy quite a bit more but, other than that, I don’t have much of a plan.” She just nods solemnly and lifts her sandwich to her mouth with magic.
The door opens behind me and I can hear the familiar footsteps of a certain doctor coming up to the table. Her soft face comes into view and I greet her.
“Pretty quiet today. You doing alright?” The two of us nod at her and she raises an eyebrow at us quizzically. “We’ll talk about it at group. Bring your breakfast.” She marches off to her chair as I close my claws around the rim of the plate. Luna stares at her tea a moment more before following suit to the couch for the very last time.