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The Iguana Man


I am just a simple thinker, though some call me mad.

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After being asked a question she doesn't know the answer to, Luna asks Twilight to do her a favour and sparkle-date her. There are just two problems.

Firstly, Twilight has no idea what she's talking about.

Secondly, when she figures it out and obliges the request, the results are... interesting.

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A... sequel...? Parody...? Bastardization...?

A story inspired by and in some way connected to Wintermist's brilliant Sparkle Date Me!, or at least the title.

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This was a fun read, I liked it. Nice and fluffy.

Fun for sure. Good job!

Of COURSE the unit of magic used to be the sparkle... :)

Great story!

I really enjoyed Twilight and Luna's interactions here. Really made me wish this was longer so I could enjoy the cuteness longer :twilightsmile:

And thus some headcanon was born...

(Great story, too!)

Enjoyed! Good value for 3000ish words to be sure.

That was a delight. You handled the choppier emotional waters very well. Thank you for this.

I didn't comment on this when it was posted! Shame on me, I did read it. Let me rectify that now: this was fun, and I enjoyed it. :twilightsmile:

Neighton's Principia

That is brilliant!

Fun story, thanks.

This deserves so much more attention than it's received! :twilightsmile:

“So, in essence, your body was held in a sort of Stasis until you were purified, which would mean this body,” Twilight ran her hooves over Luna's back and wings for a moment, an action Luna did not object to, “is the same as you had in the time before your fall, which means...”

Not... really? Rather her body was destroyed when Nightmare Moon was born, and was reformed when Nightmare Moon was destroyed, though I realize it was an excuse.

I did note the subtle hints dropped earlier in the story.

Twilight's freakout is slightly adorable. Paedophilia as a condition is based on attraction to an underage body, so that wouldn't apply here as Luna looks adult. The legal and moral implications are based on the age of the mind, which also wouldn't apply. So really nothing to worry about on either count.

Twilight shrugged, a little reassured as things started to make sense. “Well, Sparkles haven't been the official unit of measurement for magic for about six hundred years, even since the thaum was invented. After that, its use as slang for magic rapidly deteriorated. To be honest, I only know of the measurement because it’s mentioned a couple of times in Neighton's Principia and it stuck out because it's part of my name. Anyway, we call that procedure Aether-dating now.”

I usually just call the hypothetical figure Fig Newton. Neighton seems fiddly imho.

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Not... really? Rather her body was destroyed when Nightmare Moon was born, and was reformed when Nightmare Moon was destroyed, though I realize it was an excuse.

True enough, but she's saying that's effectively what happened - her body was gone for a while and then restored, so it's essentially like it was held in stasis. In reality, that stasis was non-existence, but the result is the same.

I usually just call the hypothetical figure Fig Newton. Neighton seems fiddly imho.

I will admit, I usually prefer to find actual pony-like names for equivalents to real life figures rather than turning their names into horse puns and generally do the former in my other stories, but I figured since it was just a passing mention that needed to be instantly recognizable, it would be fine here.

Also, while I do like Fig Newton, I don't think it would have worked here - it's unlikely Twi would have used his full name in reference to the Principia, meaning she'd have just refered to it as "Newton's", which would have seemed strange.

Still, glad you found at least some of it adorable. And yes, Twilight is getting hung up on the technicalities and strict legal definition rather than the actual problem, but would we expect any less?:twilightsmile:

First, I was confused. Just like Twilight. Then, I was smiling. Which rapidly turned into grinning, which rapidly turned into laughing. Hooo, that was a goooood laugh. I needed that. Half an hour until midnight and it was the first laugh of the day. Sweet story, too.
Thank you!

Clever in many ways. I'm surprised I don't remember running across you before. (Or maybe you changed your avatar; I remember avatars better than names.) I only found you tonight because you wrote a comment years ago, on a blog post by Lurks-No-More about Nazis, that I thought was diplomatic and intelligent.

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I only found you tonight because you wrote a comment years ago, on a blog post by Lurks-No-More about Nazis, that I thought was diplomatic and intelligent.

Huh. Well, I suppose, statistically, something I said probably would have been.

Don't believe I've ever changed my avatar, no - barring an annual santafication, of course - but in any case, happy to have you.

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