{Ugh, my head. I feel like a piano fell on me. And that incessant beeping, what is that?}
I opened my eyes, and let out a whimper as the glaring light stung my sensitized eyes. I tried again after a few moments, gingerly opening them to let my eyes get used to the bright lights. Looking around me, I noticed first that I was in a hospital bed. Hmm, Princess Luna must have brought me here after I fainted. I hope the night wasn't completely ruined. Eventually my wandering eyes found the source of the irritating bleeps, a monitor hooked up to me via cords and patches... A heart monitor? Really? I wasn't in that much danger, was I? The walls of the room I was in were a lime green, and I could see that the walls and tile floor were pristinely cleaned regularly. Almost everywhere I looked was shining and sparkly. Looking towards the door, I could make out a vague outline, and upon calling out the door opened slowly, admitting a sight for sore eyes.
Princess Luna walked slowly in the room, keeping her eyes on me the entire time, concern etched into her features. Underlying the concern was fear, which was disguised well enough to most ponies, but I was good at reading expressions, due to my perceptive vision. The fact that she was afraid chilled me to the bone, as I must have been really ill for her to be fearful. I fumbled with my words for a moment before finally asking what I wanted to know.
"What happened to me? Why are you so worried and scared?"
She seemed taken aback by my question, apparently not expecting me to see her fear, but she recovered quickly to answer me.
"The doctors are running blood tests right now. Rest assured, the doctors here in Canterlot are the best and brightest of our world, they'll fix you up quickly, so you can return to your studies."
So, I wasn't banned from her lessons, which was an amazing relief to me. I smiled at her, but the merest motion hurt my head, causing me to wince. I looked down at myself, noticing that I was covered in hives and blisters. I averted my eyes from my ruined body, pulling my blanket up to cover my unsightly form from her divine eyes. She raised an eyebrow at me, before proceeding to speak.
"Due to short staff problems, I'm afraid I've been delegated to helping you recover. I have some knowledge of healing ability, so I'm more than qualified. As such, please remove your cover, it's time to heal you."
I balked at this development. Princess Luna, healing me personally? That would fuel so many dreams. Doing my best to prevent an embarrassing blush from appearing on my cheeks, I shed my cover slowly, wincing at the widening of her eyes. She came over to my body, professionally surveying me before her horn started charging her magic. I felt her magic entering my body, causing a strange tingling in me. I could feel her presence entering me, which was different from most pony doctors. Looking at her, I could see her concentrating as she performed the task of bringing my fever down again. I could almost glimpse her thoughts, as I could feel her concern, her fear, and most surprisingly, her respect. She respected me?
After awhile, I could feel her presence slip from me, which left a hole in me, a void. I could feel a strange depression settling in, which unsettled me, as it showed how strong my feelings were. I was unnerved, thinking that I could previously keep my feelings in check, but my control was wavering the most when I spent time with her. To avoid an awkward situation, I assured her that I would be fine, ushering her out of the room. It pained me that she seemed to have a hurt expression on her face, but I couldn't risk losing to my carnal urges.
After awhile, the doctor came into my room. Dr. Needlepoint was very professional, speaking to me in archaic doctor terms. The only thing I really understood was that I was allergic to rogberries, and that the wine I drank was also tainted with a few bacterias. When I asked about Princess Luna, he assured me that as an alicorn, she was immune to most diseases that afflicted common ponyfolk. This information filled me with comfort, knowing that she would be OK. But it raised questions of her serving status. It would seem that her servants were less concerned with her guests' well-being.
I chatted with the doctor a few moments, and learned that I would be kept over a couple days. Just for stabilization, since I had been unconscious for a day. That news startled me, but he assured me it was only because of the allergic reaction coupled with the infection. He said I should be fine by tomorrow, and left me to sleep and recover.
After he left, I mused over the lack of staff security, eventually slipping into dreaming of Luna and how I could better serve her...
IF the quality is low, I apologize, as I am buzzed from some bourbon. I don't get drunk, but buzzed will lower some of my inhibitions and expectations.
Well I haven't read this fic, but I do have an idea for a fic I'd like to write that involves an OC character romancing Luna.
My idea for his name was Nova Borealis.
I couldn't help but be struck by the sheer similarity.
Anyway, the concept is entirely different (I think, considering I haven't read this) but I swear I'm not copying your character's name
Needs to be longer. Otherwise it was great.
910009
Lol. Maybe you should read mine to avoid misconstructions.
910030
I'd write more if I wasn't buzzed, although I see you calling anything shorter than 11k words short, lmao.
910135
anything shorter than 1,200 words is short to me bro. It may take allot to write but all in all it doesn't always come out long lol.
910130
Haha, well perhaps I'll give yours a read
I wouldn't worry too much about me accidentally stealing anything though. Mine is going to take place (Assuming I actually decide to carry through and write it, that is. I'm debating between writing it or another, bigger idea first) in the days preceding Luna's transformation into Nightmare Moon. So essentially one thousand years before the show.
So Novalis is deeply in love with Luna, and has a severe allergy to rogberries.
Seems legit.
By the way, I just love how specific the situation has to be for the rogberries to grow. It just makes the wine all the more delicious.
It is only my own point of view that the length of a chapter is meaningless if the content is interesting. Hehe while I am *buzzed* writing seems to be even easier at least for me
911023
Ah cain't decide if yer pokin' fun at me or not. Ah'd prefer if ya didn't Mr. Mccullou, lol.
911141
So, was the content interesting? Lol.
910183
Well, read mine anyways (shameless self whorsing) and drop me a PM when yours is out so I can read yours, lol.
911229 The entire fic even if not ready is far beyond interesting.
911261
Uh, even if not ready? Please explain?
911266 I mean it is not complete yet: you are still working on it. The way you are writing it is so detailed and realistic! It nearly makes me see things in my mind like I would watch the world through Novalis eyes. A very rare thing if you ask me and since the first chapter your fic has literally snared me with its net. Keep up the good work.
911349
Well, don't read Abandoned Hopes then, lol. I must admit, this story is written to improve my descriptive writing, something I lacked in AH. Nice to know it is working, thank you.
911229 I was being completely serious about the rogberries.
912403
Ah was talking about yer assessment, not tha goshdarned berries!
912433 Ok then how about this! I meant every word I said and in no way what-so-ever meant to offend you! Is that better?!
912683
Lol, Twilight raging. Better hide mah apples.
912701 Don't worry she's not after your apples... She just represents the unecessary anger projected towards you.
912994
Good, the anger is unnecessary, so get rid of it, lol.
913061 I will get rid of it as soon as you stop being a smart-ass.
913166
What in tarnation are y'all talkin about? Consarnit, ah ain't a smart-flank, ya darn city colt!
Little shorter than normal but it made me laugh at his allergy to uhhhhhh what was it oh yeah rogberries
913061 I'm gonna be an arsehole and tell you I cracked up so badly after reading that pointless arguement