Full Moon Fever: A MoonLight Prompt Collab

by TheLastBrunnenG

40 Mask by lyra_lover777

Mask
by lyra_lover777

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Nightmare Moon paced in her room, looking down at the party taking place below.

Hundreds of sparkling magical lights illuminated the Masquerade Ball. Hundreds of ponies danced and talked below, masks hiding all their features. It was a perfect night for Nighty to find a pony to dance with.

Nighty stopped her pacing and her horn glowed blue as she thought of her perfect mask would look like. She sat there for a half hour, until she opened her eyes and a beautiful black mask plopped down on the bed in front of her.

Nighty surveyed the mask. The black mask had hundreds of tiny diamonds on it that would sparkle like stars in the magical light below. Several small fake horns, like ones on dragons, twirled on its top edges.

Her horn was wrapped in a thin teal fabric, clipped on with a chunk of black onyx. She fixtated her wings on her back to make them look like they were fake clip on ones. She then shrunk her size until she was as tall a princess Cadence, still tall, but not total alicorn height.

To finish it off, she wrapped a draped midnight blue dress around her, pinning the front together with a shiny black onyx clasp the shape of a star burst.

Fixing the mask onto her face, she smiled, small black heels flashing around her hooves as she clopped down the stairs, ready for a night of fun.

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Nighty slowly made her way through the crowd, ducking under the giant beak of a stork mask. She then skittered to a stop to avoid smashing into a young stallion wearing a zebra mask. The only way she could tell it was a stallion was by the way he dressed. He wore a tight black tuxedo.

He stepped towards her, taking her hoof as if to kiss it.

Nighty shrunk back, pushing him away as she galloped away from him. She kept going until she found a more secluded part of the gardens where a few couples roamed and a small group sat, staring at the night sky.

She almost hit a tree as she trotted down the path. With a flash of her horn she enlarged the eye holes so she could actually see.

Nighty was wandering around, convinced that she had lost out, that all the good mares had gone home for the night, when she spotted her.

She moved slowly towards Nighty who seemed to be in a trance.

The mare was wrapped in orange silks, a mask of a tiger plastered to her face. The fierce mask of a tiger seemed to have no place on this beautiful mare.

Her body was curvy yet slim at the same time. It made Nighty lick her lips involuntarily.

The mare's mane, horn, and tail were wrapped in black and orange fabric which drifted around in the night breeze.

The two moved closer to each other, smiling under their masks.

"Hello," said Nighty. She had disguised her voice. It was a little higher than normal. The mare pretended to be about to kiss Nighty's hoof when instead she took Nighty's hoof and whisked her away into the crowd, laughing as she twirled them both around.

Nighty was taken by surprise but soon regained her composure and flipped the roles around. Now the tiger mare was the one being swung around. She was screaming in delight as Nighty tossed her a few feet into the air before catching her.

They danced until they dropped, literally. The pair, exhausted, crawled under a weeping willow, far away from the loud sounds of the Masquerade.

They lay next to each other, their breathing that had been hard and fast slowing before returning to normal.

Nighty flipped onto her side, surprised to find the tiger mare's masked muzzle inches from hers. The mare inched towards her.

They both lifted their masks so their lips could touch. Soon Nighty had rolled the mare onto her back and was assaulting her mouth hungrily.

But when Nighty drew back, the silks and mask of the mare had fallen away. Hers had also fallen to the ground.

"P-princess Twilight?!" Nighty said, shocked.

The lavender alicorn quickly took of, swooping away across the garden before she was gone from view. The only thing left of her was her mask, laying discarded at Nighty's hooves.

Nighty gingerly picked up the mask, her surprise fading. Nighty sighed as she let the mask go. It twirled in the soft breeze, landing in a small crick. The mask sunk, the orange fabric of it becoming mud-stained and wet as Nighty trudged home, slouched and disappointed.

Comments

[Toratchi888]

I whuh d'awww...

[Hobbestc]

Two parts? Two parts two parts!!!!!!