A 19 year old boy who had an unhappy childhood has a second chance at it. Just not in the way he would have liked.
This story was inspired by 'The child in me by Zamairiac' it is a really good story you should check it out. This story takes place after season 5.
A 19 year old named Alex Jones, who has had an unhappy child hood. His father died, his mother has ignored him for best part of his life.
Somehow Alex ends up stuck in Equastria in the body of a 5 year old Alicorn foal of the opposite gender. Where he might get a second shot at the childhood he has never had. That's if an overly clingy Luna who has always secretly dreamed of being a mother, doesn't end up making him wish he/she want his/her old life back.
“Okay, this is the weirdest dream I’ve had so far.”
I was lying in the middle of. Well what I will call a ‘road’ (but it could be called a dirt track for all I know) in some cartoony town in the middle of the night. I think I might reconi…. Oooooohhhh, maaaan.
This looks like, “The My Little Pony TV series that my li…!”
My voice! It sounds so, so, GIRLY? “Hello, Hello." And it sounds like a really young girl!
Worst, dream, EVER!
Alright I know what you lot want an introduction so here’s one.
My name is Alex Jones, I am 19 years old, my interests are: Ancient Rome, science (Physics) and Video games. I live in England, Hastings, East Sussex.
If you want to know about my family, well, there is not really much to tell. My 6 year old sister Amy doesn’t seem to give a damn about much except her dolls and that show which I am going to simply call MLP. My dad died not long after my little sister was born and mum never really got over it. She just broke down, and is just a sort of… empty shell of herself. The only thing she does for us is give us whatever we want. Not that any of it mattered, she and dad just ignored me for all my childhood. Just gave me all the crap I wanted to keep me from their ‘Happy Times’ as I called it.
But hey, I got an Xbox One just after it came out. As a matter of fact, I was playing 'Wolfenstein: The Old Blood’ on it. Well, before I nodded off, that is.
So, there's your introduction, happy?
But hey, this is just a dream I'm in… right?
Getting in to a sort of sitting position (which, I note, was a lot harder than usual for some reason. Odd things, those dreams) I looked down at myself.
What? There’s nothing wrong with having a look at myself in a dream, right? There’s always a chance you might be dressed as your Skyrim character, or your Runescape one.
I don’t know what you’re all looking at, we all have our images of how we look in our dream adventures. Why you looking at me like that? Oh, I see, I’m weird. Well, I’ve been called all the names in the book, so I’m not going to crack. Want to know why I’ve been called names? Well, I’ll tell you, I was diagnosed with High-functioning Autism (or Asperger’s Syndrome if you want to be specific).
Anyway!
When I looked down at myself, what I saw was not Skyrim Dragon Bone armour. What I saw in the light of the full moon, was not two, but FOUR very small grey legs! And just to put the cherry on it, do you know what they were!THEY WERE BLOODY HOOVES!
I didn’t scream. Alright, yes I did!
Just a bit.
“This… has… to be… a nightmare!”
Okay, okay, this is just a dream, this is just a dream. Hey, wait! This is a dream, I can simply…
Lifting my right foreleg, I gave myself hard punch in the face!
Pain?
I felt pain!
I FELT PAIN!
I FELT PAIN!
Immediately I began to repeatedly punch myself in the face, stomach, and bite myself hard on the arms.
After about 5 minutes of this, I gave up hope. I collapsed on the ground in utter shock… and pain, hooves hurt and horse bites are far worse than human ones. I think I’ve given myself a nasty black eye, a series of bruises on my face, and horrible bite marks on my forelegs.
After some time of me being curled up in utter shock, I thought it was time to attempt to stand.
(…)
This is going to be interesting.
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Man! That was a pain, but I did it. This whole walking on 'all-fours' is starting to feel natural…
And at that I gave a hearty 'hello' to the ground. “Ow!”
Picking myself off the dirt road and resuming my aimless walk around this stupid cartoon town.
Anyway, walking is hardly the worst part about this ‘non-dream… thing’. FUCK IT, I DON’T KNOW ANY MORE! Just go with the flow. Pleeeaasse, don’t fight me on this.
Now just to bring you all back to earth. You know, earlier when I said that when my voice sound like a little girl? Well, turns out I AM ONE!
Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, why didn’t I figure it out before, huh? Well when I panicked in discovering this is not a bad dream, I… needed to pee.
And I do know some horse Biology, that’s when I found out that my male parts were replaced with the female parts. And OH GOD, it feels wired having brea… I mean teats and a… no, I’m NOT going to say it! But you know what a girl's reproductive organ is. Okay, Let's just think rationally now. You've somehow been turned into one of those stupid pony from My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic. And also... you're now the opposite gender!
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I was just NOW starting to properly get the hang of walking. Oh, hey, a puddle… I can finally get a proper look at myself (I’m so small I couldn’t reach the windows on the houses). Stumbling over to the small pool of water, I managed to finally get good look at myself.
Staring back at me from the puddle was a dark grey filly with a purple mane and tail (when I looked back, that is). “Hey, I still got my dark green eyes. That’s a relief, something that is still me.” WAIT, the filly… had a horn… AND WINGS! I stood there a little stunned. What was it my sister called them? She was obsessed with show, she wouldn’t stop going oooon about it. Okay, Amy said they were something very specific type… of pony thing. I’ve never really been very good at mythological critters, but facts I skyrocket in. (Just the situation I’m in… I try not to think about it.) Wait, I remember now - Alicorn. That’s what she said it was they were called. She also told me their blasted names - Celestia, Luna (Latin for Moon) and two others whom I can’t remember.
After my realization of my new species, I let loose a small embarrassing high pitched yawn, and at that I decided to find a place to sleep for a while. Then I’ll try to find a way home.
Wandering into an alleyway. I found a rusty dustbin lying on its side, which seemed better than nothing. So I crawled inside it, and curled up, and eventually fell to sleep.
I really hope that this is just a dream with realistic consequences.
(…)
I hope.
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The light of the early morning sun shone through my bedroom window. I slowly opened my eyes to my TV and Xboxo… the rusty inside… of a dustbin?
Looking around, I saw the sunlight was not coming through curtains, but through small holes in a garbage-can. Looking at my arms, I saw small grey hoov… Oh, now I remember.
“Crap, I’m still here.” So this is definitely proves my theory of this NOT being in a dream! “Da-a-amn it, I want to go home.” Well, moaning about it isn’t going to get me anywhere, is it?
Okay, okay, pull yourself together and…
A growl from my stomach pulled me out of my inner conflict and in to the here and now.
Okay… time for breakfast.
Standing up (I am getting much better at doing this), and wal… I mean, I trotted out of the upturned trashcan and into the alleyway. Looking to my right to the entrance of the alley, I saw the morning sun peaking over the buildings.
Actually, the place looks even MORE cartoony in the light. But hey, what can you do.
I took a deep breath (realizing my face and arms are still hurting a bit from my ‘trying to wake up’ self-harm spree), exhaled, and began to trot out of the alley.
I found the main street (dirt road) in no time. However, the moment I stepped into this equine cartoony civilization… Everyone, pony, bird, chicken and whatever electronic… Sorry, I’m getting carried away, aren’t I? I've been watching too much Zero Punctuation, but you get the idea of what I’m talking about.
“What?” I do hate being looked at, but this is really making me uncomfortable. Most of them were wide-eyed and mouths hanging open, but I’m not very good with facial expressions, being Autistic and all.
I heard them start to whisper stuff like, "An Alicorn child? Impossible!”, “She looks hurt! What has happened to her?” and “Somepony get Princess Twilight Sparkle. NOW!”
I didn't know how to react in this situation. So I just stood there, whishing all these stupid coloured looking ponies would FUCK OFF! I felt small at this moment, and backed up back into the alleyway and cowered like child. Which was relevant to what I was now.
Oh…brother. If I said being a girl was the cherry on the cake, then what I’m about to tell you is probably going to be the icing. It looks like I have not only got the body of child, but mental state of one, too.
Now that’s just great. I don’t care what people say, childhood sucks! Well… mine did anyway. We've already been there, so NO! I AM NOT GOING THROUGH IT AGAIN! If you weren’t paying attention then… then too bad, I hate having to explain myself. Especially when you’re in an alleyway and inside of a rusty dumpster, hearing the locals of a little kids show, TALKING outside of the said dumpster (which I took the liberty of turning over myself. Don’t ask how, I was running on instinct here.) COOING at you and telling me ‘everything’s going to be alright’ crap on me. Yeah, not going to work guys.
I wish I had a watch. Then I could see how much time I have spent under this can. It feels like I've been under here forever.
“Alicorn, how is that possible!”
Okay, that’s a new voice. The sound of ‘ponies’ parting way to let someone else through. If whoever this newcomer was, they are certainly not getting me out from under this bin.
The sound of hooves got louder as what I assumed the person, or pony in this case, whom the new voice belonged to, came closer and closer.
Hey, guys, I don’t think hiding under this rusty dumpster will be prudent. It’s also starting to get hot under it, God, I’m going to a shower when I get ba… if I ever get back home. NO! No negative talk now, I… just… need to think.
“…we’ve tried everything, but she won’t come out from under that rusty trashcan.”
Huh, that one sounded male. Most of the ponies out there were female, well, makes a change.
“Okay… Fluttershy, can you persuade her out?”
"Oh, okay.”
To be honest, the metallic tint the dustbin gave their voices was, actually quite amusing.
“Come on out, little one. It’s alright, we just want to help.”
Well, being under this inferno that has the nerve to call itself a garbage can is really starting to get to me. I’m getting nowhere being under here anyway, so… let’s see if they mean what they say.
Sticking my hooves under the bin's rim (which was more difficult then it sounds, using hooves and all) I lifted it just enough to stick my head out from underneath.
DAMN… I clipped my horn on the rim!
Oh, God!
It hurts so much! But, hay, it’s likely an extension of the skull, soooo. Yeah, it will hurt. Anyway, at my outburst of pain, I accidently let the dustbin fall heavily on my front hooves. Which in turn (even though I wasn’t proud of it) made me to cry like the little girl/filly I had become.
Dame these childish emotions, and FUCK this stupid situation I’m i-i-i-in.
Suddenly I’m lifted into the air, the rusty can clattering to what I assume is the ground. It’s hard to tell, I can’t stop these tears and embarrassing high-pitched whimpers.
Now I feel like I’m being pressed against something soft, fuzzy, and what felt like furry arms cradling me.
Blinking tears out of my eye’s, I looked up into… a butter yellow face with a very long pink mane and bluey-turquoise eyes.
“It’s okay little one. Oh, my… what has happened to you?” Damn, she’s quiet. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say she’s on the shy side.
In any case, I’ve just had enough of… ALL OF T-T-T-H-H-i-i-s-s. Okay, now I am officially bawling my eyes out.
“Shhh, shhh it’s okay. We just want to help you.” She squeezed me just a little tighter to her barrel. She began to hum some sort of lullaby I was not familiar with.
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I don’t know how long I lay in the yellow pony’s arms as she continued to hum to me. And actually, it was quite soothing. It certainly sent me into a half sleep trance.
“Fluttershy, I’ll need to take her to Princess Celestia and Princess Luna.”
“Oh…Okay.”
I felt the Yellow one's grip loosen around me. Which caused me to come out of my little trance. And finding myself surrounded by a purple aura of some sort, floating through the air. But before I had time to panic, I found myself wrapped in a pair of purple forelegs. Looking up at the pony in question, I saw it had a horn (a lot larger than mine, though), a dark purple mane with a violet and light purple streak in it, and a pair of light violet eyes.
It smiled down at me, as I began to try and struggle out of its grip. I HATE being hugged! Actually, I do not like being touched at ALL! In my midteens I learned how to cope with the whole hug and touch thing. If I know it’s going to happen, I can prepare for it. But HUGS… are a very 'rare’ thing for me (I still don’t like them). Curse of my Autism, I say. Hey, how about we just call it A.S.D? Which stands for Autistic Spectrum Disorder.
“Hey, hey. It’s alright, I’m just going to take you to someponies who can care for you.”
Oh… crap! I’m guessing this is either going to end badly, or worse.
No, seriously, whenever I try explaining something, I end up launching into a long and detailed explanation of the subject. Especially if it’s a subject I am interested in.
The purple ‘unicorn’… no, wait, she has wings. So she’s an Alicorn too, eh? Her horn had lit up in that purple aura, which caused my eyes to squeeze my eyes tightly shut. And yes, judging by her voice (and the eyelashes). I’d say it’s definitely female.
Amy told me that this one did a lot of magic. So, I had to brace myself for whatever she was about to do.
The amount of Time Team programs I missed because she had to see My Little Pony.
A blinding flash. Damn, even with my eyes shut it was still a bright flash. And… Oh, God, I think I’m going to be sick!
What did she do?
I don’t know about you lot, but I feel like every cell in my body was ripped apart and then put back together again.
“Twilight, it’s been too long.” Oh great, someone new. Slow down, please. I need time to adapt to my surroundings. So I’m NOT going to open my eyes until I get SOMETHING that I know. Pl-l-e-e-e-a-a-s-se!
“Twilight, my friend, how have you been since we last met?” F-U-U-U-C-C-K! I can’t take this anymore. Everything’s just HAPPENING TOO FAST!
“I see you have a little guest with…”
“Celestia, Luna, you, are, not, going, to, BELIEVE what we found!”
Great, this just reminds me of my time in year 8 and 9. If you’re wondering what happened, then let me put it bluntly for you… I was bullied, HEAVILY! I was just made to feel like just a thing…and not a person. Just because I needed a scribe to do the writing for me, imitating my jumps and twitches, saying weird things and I didn’t understand names to me, and touching me… Emmett, my only friend, said it was to see my reaction.
Okay, okay, just calm down. You're 19 years old, so just make an effort to try and cope with this.
Slowly opening my eyes, I found myself looking up at, from what I gathered, to be, Twilight now. Well, she definitely had a smile on her face… or was it a grin? I can’t tell.
All of a sudden, Twilight thrust me under the noses of two very tall mares. Their height made them rather intimidating, if I do say so myself, which wasn’t helped by the fact that their manes were blowing in a nonexistent breeze.
Ah now I remember. Amy showed a picture she had drawn of these two.
(A very crude picture, if you ask me. Even for a 6 year old. What? It was crude, don’t go getting wrong ideas, I am a perfectionist. Comes with being A.S.D.)
“Look!” Man, Twilight is certainly excited. Which I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. I’m thinking the second one. Especially since I cannot read, err… what was it… ah, yes, Luna's (the dark blue one I think) and Celestia’s (the white one) facial expression. Or any facial expression.
I could feel Twilight's front hooves shaking a little for some reason. “A NATURAL BORN ALICORN. JUST LIKE THE BOTH OF YOU!"
Alright, you’ve lost me, now can I go home? This place, where things always work out for some reason. Or… I could put into practice irony. Supported education taught me it, But they say I keep using it in the wrong situations. But this doesn’t seem like wrong situation… I think. Well, it’s worth a try.
Celestia suddenly took me out of Twilight’s hooves and put me gently down in front of her and Luna. “What is your… How did you get that awful black eye and those bruises?” After she said the ‘awful black eye and bruises’, I could plainly see water build up in her eyes.
Right, time to answer questions and hopefully get out of here. But first I just want to try something. “Great, I escape castle Wolfenstein’s dungeon and end up here. How ironic is that?” What? It is, you play something dark and gory, and then end up somewhere light and happy.
I IMMEDEATLY began to twitch and struggle, due to the fact that Celestia scooped me up with her forelegs, pulling me tightly to her barrel. Only to be snatched from her by a pair of dark blue hooves and squeezed even harder against Luna’s barrel.
“HOW COULD ANYPONY THROW A FOAL IN A DUNGEON?" Damn, Luna is loud. Straining my neck to look up at her face, I saw she had her eyes squeezed shut and was crying heavily.
Like I said, something light and happy, and which always works out in the end cannot handle the darker stuff.
Go figure.
Celestia and Twilight also had tears streaming down their faces.
For heaven's sake, boy. LEARN to judge the situation correctly.
I’ll probably end up making the exact same mistake again.
“What's Castle Wolfenstein? Where is it?” I looked to Twilight, who moved a little closer to me. Well, I do like answering questions on things I am enthusiastic about. Which will lead to a long and detailed disruption. I can’t help it, I just have to.
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After I explained Wolfenstein: the Old Blood right up to the level I nodded off at, which was the village tavern outside the castle. Which then led me to explain about the Nazi party, which led to explaining their war crimes and the death camps.
(…)
I then went on to tell them about my family, and yes, I told them I was 19 year old human MALE named Alex Jones, diagnosed with A.S.D., I did explain what that was as well. Unfortunately, that still didn’t get Luna to let go of me though.
Still didn’t stop them all crying. Actually, I’d say their crying increased.
Luna’s hug tightened a little, to the point breathing became hard. I was also starting to get a very damp mane from all her tears. Man, her tear ducts must be connected to reservoirs.
Twilight in the meantime had cuddled up to Celestia and was sobbing into her coat. Even Celestia looked like she cried enough to fill two 4-Gallon buckets.
Celestia finally broke the silence, “How… how could ponies… do such atrocities!”
“AAAAAAHHHHHH!”
Oh, GOD, that was too loud, too loud.
Luna began to gush over me. Saying all the soothing words in the dictionary. Celestia quickly trotted over to me and nuzzled me just under my horn. “I’m so sorry, little one. It’s just… what you’ve bee-” I had to cut her off at that point.
“Whoa, Whoa, Whoa. Hang on a sec, I said Wolfenstein was alternate reality, and those war crimes weren’t done by ponies, they were HUMANS, I’m human, my mum and my little sister. We’re all-”
I was cut off by Celestia’s hoof being gently placed over my muzzle. She had a smile and was still crying. “It’s alright, sweetie. You're safe now, you don’t need to hide in a fantasy anymore.” She finished by removing her hoof and giving me another nuzzle. “And I will personally see that brave pony B.J. Blazkowicz, who got you out of that… dreadful place, is awarded for his courage.”
Okay, this is getting out of hand… hoof, whatever but seriously, I rea…
“And they will PAY for harming my daughter!”
What?
Take a guess who said that.
Luna suddenly pinned me to her barrel. She flapped her wings and flew through a pair of huge double doors. “Come, my little Moonlight Eclipse. Mommy is going to give you a bath, put you to bed, then read and sing to you.”
“My name is Ale-”
“Shh, shh. Come, little Moonlight, it is time to give back what was taken from you.”
Either I didn’t explain my self clearly, or, I chose the wrong moment to practice irony and I just made my situation worse.
(…)
A little help please… someone, anyone.
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Celestia and Twilight watched Luna fly out of the throne room with the poor filly.
“I’m worried about her, Twilight. Did you see her reaction to just being simply hugged?” Said Celestia, turning to look at Twilight, who was still staring after Luna.
“She said she was diagnosed with this Asperger’s Syndrome. Do you think she developed it during her captivity?”
Celestia turned to look back at the double doors. “Whatever caused it doesn’t matter now. We must find this Blazkowicz, and thank him for saving the first Natural born Alicorn in thousands of years.” She let out a small sigh, “I don’t know if my sister is the right mare to take care of her. She will need therapy, to break her out her delusional world and into reality.”
“I’ll send the word out across Equestria, that there is now a fifth Alicorn princess.”
“Thank you, Twilight.”
Twilight’s horn glowed and she teleported back to Ponyville, while Celestia went to lower the Sun, and end another day.
Luna came to a stop, and hovered in front of a pair of averaged sized double doors which were a very dark shade of blue, at the was like someone had thrown an ink bottle at each upper part of the doors, two crescent moons were centred in the middle of ink blot facing each other on the doors.
“Welcome to my, now our private chambers darling.”
Finally!
I’ve had to put up with this mare, rambling on and on about how she has always dreamt of becoming a mother when she was a filly. Also going on say how she would like love to thank B.J. Blazkowicz by knighting him, or something like that.
And YES! I tried to tell her that Wolfenstein was just a video game on a console (I even explained what that was as well) called an Xboxone. I also said that the Nazi war crimes were dealt with about seventy years ago. God this is getting out hand-hoof-hand, whatever.
But that information had as much affect as using a cheese sandwich to defend yourself against a charging wolf. Sorry, I’ve been practising playing on words. Yeah I know what you’re thinking, ‘look what happened to him when he tried irony’. Laugh it up why don’t you………..I get that sort of thing a lot. Besides, it will be a waste of a perfectly good cheese sandwich.
Both doors lit-up in a light bluey-turquois arura, they both opened in response and Luna flew in to a circle room. It actually wasn’t bad. I’m no fan of blue so that spoils it for me, but hey, I like the shape of it. There was a crescent moon shaped bed with a small lantern dangling from the top tip of the moon bed in the centre of the room. A carpet with a full/crescent moon, four dark blue slippers rested neatly on the rug. A single door the same size as the doors we came through to left of us, this one was just plain purple though.
To the far end of the room was two more double doors that led on to a balcony. I know this because they had been left open.
To the right was a large wardrobe. That looked like it was stuffed to bursting, with what I can assume is some sort of dresses.
Seriously, I don’t know why ponies need clothes seein…..
Oh, crap!
I swear I my pupils and even my IRISES, shrinking to pinpricks.
If she thinks, she is going to put me IN A DRESS! She will have another thing coming.
Luna suddenly released me from her hooves only to catch me in her magic turquoise aura. I floated past her smiling face and on to her back, were she then began to do a sort of skip to the door left.
Right, time to make a brake for it!
I seemed to hover in the air with my legs doing a blurry windmill, for about a second longer than anything should have been able to in reali….
Oh yeah! This is just a world that someone made A.K.A. a cartoon. So it’s not meant to make sense. (Really need to keep reminding myself of that)
Anyway, I had barely leaped off Luna’s back. When an all too familiar turquoise aura court me just inches from the floor. Which was followed by light giggle.
“Aww, does my little angel not want to have a bath?”
Right that’s it. I can’t take this anymore!
I was plopped back on Luna’s back, under her smiling face. Well, it’s now or never, just need to do it politely.
“Look, I’m not-”
I didn’t get to finish that sentence, because we had just entered to probably the biggest bathroom I had EVER been in.
There was a round sunken bath that was pretty much a mini swimming pool and… are those Jacuzzi jets lining the baths walls.
Huh, maybe I was too quick to judge this place.
I’ve never really been in a Jacuzzi before. I’m guessing you’re all not interested in knowing that.
Hey, was that a gilded mirror. What am I thinking of course she would have one, be extremely rich and… or someone just said ‘hey let’s give her a REALLY expensive mirror’. Man that is such simple solution it just makes me want to spit!
Suddenly, I find myself being picked of Luna’s back by her magic and placed on the floor in front of her. She looked down at me with that smile that looks so of the happy sappy stuff that I would probably have to watch The Women in Black just to get that sodding image out of my head.
Why is she smiling anyway? I just don’t get it.
“Mommy has to go and raise the moon. So are you going alright on your own for a couple of minutes?”
Hell yes! I'll be perfectly fine by my self, I've had much worse than being left alone.
I wasn’t going to say that out loud though. What? Just because stuck in MLP (which can also stand for My Little Pushovers), doesn’t mean I’m going to rude… much.
*doors close*
“Huh?” “Oh right she’s gone to disobey the laws of physics.”
Wasn’t that what turned her in to a villain in the first place? And a really badly done villain who really needed to look in a science book.
I remember Amy asking to use me as something to hide behind when she couldn’t watch ‘the princess turn bad’ in the first part of season or whatever season it was. She especially didn’t want to see it when… Nightmare moon was it? Yeah… so anyway, she said her duty was now to destroy Celestia. Well that just sent me into a laughing fit at how over dramatized it was… which earned me a small not at painful smack from Amy.
But seriously Nightmare Moon couldn’t destroy a boiled egg. The only villains that showed any promise was dark king guy and a changing bug thing.
Hey, I never really payed attention to it. I could have been practicing sentences in that time.
Wait! If this is a TV show then that means…
“Amy… if you’re watching me right now and diced to use this against me. Then take all your dolls and put them through a-”
“Oh hey what’s this?”
I’ve just found a button just near the rim of the bath. Remember that childish metal state I told you about earlier. Well it’s kicking in by making me wont to bush that button, see what happens and then do it all over again while giggling my head off.
“Hehe”
Which… is what I’m doing right now.
*click-click* *click-click*
Damn this is so embarrassing, and I can’t stop it. It’s… actually fun.
Wait… what hell am I doing?
Damn this new infant brain!
“No, no sweetie. That’s not to be played with.”
A familiar hoof wrapped around my torso and pulled me to a soft coat of fur. Looking up, I saw mummy’s smiling face starring-
(…)
WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM?
‘Me’
Shut-up brain... wait, you’re me arguing with me.
‘Actually I am. Just a part of you that was locked away.’
What?
‘The part of you, you never got to experience.’
I don’t understand.
‘Think!’
I am
‘What were you never shown?’
You’re not making sense.
“Moonlight, are you alright?”
“Huh, what?” I came out of my inward struggle to see Luna had turned me around in her hooves to face her.
“You just, zoned out. You didn’t respond to anything I said. What’s wrong?”
What? I do this all the time when can’t cope with the world, or if I’m trying to work something out. I call it my lockdown, it’s how my A.S.D. functions.
Luna slowly pulled me into another hug, and began to stroke my hai… I mean mane. (And I did braced myself for it this time. One time when I was hugged and wasn’t expecting it, I ended up punching the hugger. Who turned out to be a girl who rather liked me, but I didn’t like her.) “Were you remembering your time in wol-”
Right I’ve had enough of this!
“NO, can we please stop talking about it, please.” It has gone far enough, and it just put me off the game more than it has done already.
Luna sniffed, while a single tear rolled down her cheek. “I’m sorry. It’s just-”
I held up a forehoof. “It’s just how my mind works when I can’t cope or I need to think about something I retreat in to it. It’s an Autistic trait of mine.”
(…)
“Can you let go please.”
Luna gently put me down on the white tiled floor, and trotted over to two buttons, larger than the one I had been fiddling with. One of them had a red dot, the other a blue one. Don’t need to guess what the coloured dots meant. She was also humming a tune that was CLIRLY the MLP theme song.
I hate that song.
Okay, now have to try and resist the urge to start playing with the button from earlier.
And, failing miserably at it.
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Luna pressed the hot and cold buttons. After a second of a metallic humming noise the water began to fill the bath.
Looking back up at her new daughter with a smile that a certain pink earth pony named Pinkie Pie, would be proud of. Only to have it slowly fade away at what she saw.
Her little Moonlight Eclipse was sitting by the bath's jets button, and was rocking back and forth slightly. She was muttering strange words under her breath that Luna couldn’t make out.
“Moonlight.”
Luna walked anti-clockwise around the filling sunken bath to face the clearly troubled filly. By the time she reached the poor child she could hear her whispering had intensified. It was as if she was arguing with somepony.
“Moonlight, honey. Are you alright?” Her daughter didn’t respond to her question. Luna tried waving a hoof in front of her face….still no response. The filly's eyes had a distend look in them, she would only blink once every three to five seconds. She was now starting to get worried.
“Sweetheart, please say something!”
Luna reached a hoof out to her foal close to her. But before her hoof touched her child, the said child LEAPED back away from her like she had just been struck by lightning, and then took an aggressive stance!
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I… was… not… ready for that!
I need to proper for stuff like being touched. If I don’t get warned I lash out, especially if I’m in my lockdown phase. I really need let Luna know about that before I end up hurting someone. Might just as well be now.
Come on Alex, you’ve been through far worse than being hugged, like the time you got assaulted 5 years back. That’s then this is now, so let’s just get this over with so you get the hell out of here and get home Alright now. Just calm down and let’s just explain to Luna that you don’t like being touched.
Looking up to Luna’s… tear filled face. Oh come, on! I wasn’t that bad. Was I?
Ok I didn’t mean to be aggressive, it just happens.
“I’m sorry, I just-”
Before I could get the rest of my apology since Luna had pulled me into ANOTHER HUG! This one was a bone crushing one. I know because I heard my ribs pop. For God’s sake, what is it her and hugging me?
“What did they do to you?” Whispered Luna, as she squeezed me just a little tighter. “I swear to you here and now. I will give you back the family that those monsters in ponies cloths took from you. And I promise I’ll be the greatest mother you have ever had!”
Was I, or was I not supposed hear that. Either way heard it, and I’m just fed up with dealing with all of this. I’m especially having a real problem with this infant mind, which is TEARING apart my knowledge of what to do in a situation what I CAN’T COPE WITH!
This is all just one big nightm-a-a-r-r-e-e.
My vision starts to get blurry and I feel tears trickle down my cheeks as high-pitched whimpers escaped my muzzle.
Luna suddenly started to rock me back and forth humming a tune I didn’t know this time (but it was defiantly a soothing one) in to my left ear.
(…)
I felt a cold and damp… something caress my forehead. Looking up I saw Luna bring her tongue back to lick the other side of my face.
My new equine instincts told me something that made my blood run cold.
She’s claiming me, by leaving her scent on me.
The worst part is that felt a part of my mind, ACTUALLY ACEPTING IT!
Luna retracted her tongue and stared down at me with a smile. I really want to push myself away from this pony stranger who has just up and claimed me on the spot.
But another part of me just wanted to snuggle up to her. And man it over ruling me ability to think straight.
Luna stood up with one of her forehooves pressing me to her barrel, and trotted to some small steps that lead down in to the ‘bath’ (I don’t know how she is able to balance on only three hooves).
“Now, how about a nice bath with mommy and then bed.”
How about you just send me home.
If only going to bed here will cores me to wake up back home. But I doubt that will happen.
Besides, I just want to sleep. Tomorrows a new day anyway and-
Ooohh, this is nice.
The water is really warm and relaxing, I could feel my eyelids droop. I looked up at a soaking Luna who was smiling down at me.
I let out a high-pitched yawn. To which Luna just cooed at me like I was a baby. Although I didn’t have the strength argue back.
“Mummy, I want to go to bed.”
Okay… I really tried to say Luna, but something warped my words to say mummy instead of what I was meant to say and-
(…)
Oh… I think I’ve just fallen asleep.
Bummer.
Oh Well, I’m just going to dream about being in the Fallout 4 wasteland.
Although now I might now miss its release date, depending on how long I’m stuck here. If not permanently! But I have seen enough of the trailers to build a general idea of what it’s going to be like.
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Luna watched as her daughter fell asleep in her forehooves. She sighed and leaned back against the rim of the bath. She could feel Moonlight’s heart beat against her chest as the filly snuggled in to her soaked fur.
I’ve always dreamed of having a child, ever since I was a young thousands of years ago. But my sister’s and my beloved subjects were always to nerves to ever be with us in a relationship.
But there was one thing that confused her.
Even if we did have children of our own. They wouldn’t have ever been Alicorn, due to what we know now as not having the genes to pass on the necessary traits. But how was Moonlight born, if her parents were only from one of the three tribes. How is that possible?
She looked down at her new child, and smiled. She pulled the sleeping filly closer to her and smiled to herself.
However it happened. She is my child now, my child of the moonlight and shadows of the eclipse.
And I think bath time can have an early finish just this once.
The princess of the Night climbed the bath’s steps. Used a spell to dry her and her daughter. Then made her way to her moon shaped bed, looking forward to the next day were she could rebuild the life her child had lost.
Sunlight shone through the closed curtains and on to my closed eyelids, which slowly opened in response to this.
“Ugh, morning real-life cartoon world that really needs to be visited by my favorite antihero, Gundarr.”
I sat up in a… moon shaped bed. I’m hoping I don’t have to sleep with her long. I’m hoping to get back soon. I know I slept with her for long. Because she told me so when she invaded my dream.
Ruined my Fallout 4 wasteland dream (thinking it was horrible memories mixed with delusions of humans), telling that she is sleeping right by me and will keep me safe and all that rubbish.
Stretching my limbs I stood up. To be honest, the mattress is really comfy. Walking to the end of the bed, I readied to jump to the floor. It was time to make another escape attempt.
Okay. The floor is not that far away, so just a quick jump down and…
*clip-clop, clip-clop* *sound of talking*
Shit! Someone’s coming.
I shot straight back to the pillow end of the bed and sat on the said pillow. The doors opened, and in walked Luna, the mare that ruined my Fallout dream and, carrying something in her magical aura. She was then followed by a pony I had never seen before.
The pony was a unicorn mare with a white coat, dark grey mane with a white streak, light blue eyes, wearing a frilly lacy apron, and her flank mark was a feather duster at an angle with a couple of feathers falling off of it, she was also holding a feather duster in her light blue aura.
She was looking at Luna in a way I could not figure out.
“Um, don’t mind me saying, Your Highness. But isn’t she a… little… old?”
Okay, judging by her appearance, I’m going to assume that this mare with an overdone British accent, is probably a servant.
Luna looked at her with a raised eyebrow. This gave me a chance to look at the thing she was carrying. It was a folded up… something.
“Nonsense, Feather dust. She is foal, and all the mothers I’ve seen with foals had one of these.” Was Luna’s response as she tried to unfold the thing she was carrying. “Now, how do you open this again?”
“But your highness. The foals you’ve seen in those are usually barely 2 years old, and by strictly observing your daughter…” She gestured towards me as she said this, “I’d say she is 4 or 5 years at least.”
Luna didn’t answer or spare a glance at ‘Feather duster’s’ comment. She continued fiddling with the mystery object.
“Got it!”
The mystery item finally gave in to Luna’s carful tugs. It unraveled into a sort of a bag thing. It was dark blue with three lighter blue straps, two of which were smaller and close together, whilst the third was much larger.
Putting a foreleg in each small strap, she used her magic to pull the bag thing up them till they were up to her barrel. She then put her head through the much larger strap, making sure not to get her flowing starry mane trapped in it and then pulled it around her neck.
“There.” She said happily, “Now, is my little star ready to have a day trip into the city with mommy?”
Oh, crap! It’s a baby carrier.
Luna’s magic surrounded me, but I made an attempt to grab the bedsheets to stop her from putting me in that accursed thing! This was all in vain, as I was dragged to the pouch of doom.
I was also shouting the most natural response to this situation.
“NEIN, NEIN, NEIN, NEIN, NEIN!”
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Well, this has given me a lot to think about.
I’m starting to think saying ‘no’ in German is one of those things. As well as find a way OUT of this stupid baby carrier, and the rest I haven’t figured out yet.
In the meantime, Luna is walking with me in the pouch and flanked by a couple of white Pegasus guards in golden ancient Greek rip-off armour. We're walking down the streets of their fancy capital city called Canterlot (something tells me that all the towns and cities here have horse pun names).
She had told me that we were going to a toy shop, and a bed shop. But first we were going to a doughnut shop called Doughnut Joe's. At least, there was something in this world that at least sounded normal, but I’m probably going to have that thrown back in my face. So I’m not getting my hopes up.
*shop bell ting-a-ling*
“Guards, Moonlight and I are going to spend some mother and daughter time.” Said Luna as she looked over at them, “So you may take a break.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.” They said in unison.
They trotted up the serving counter to presumably order something from the unicorn standing behind the said counter.
“Now then honey. What would you like?” she trotted to a menu that hung over the counter, like in McDonald's, Burger King or even Coaster. “They have ringed doughnuts, ringed doughnuts with chocolate sprinkles, custard doughnut and…”
The list went on and on.
But something was getting to me. Everypony we passed in the streets were bowing, which I can understand, Luna being a royalty and all. But the point is, I think some of them were directed to me after they bowed to Luna and congratulated her and wished her and her ‘child’ the best.
I don’t get it. They don’t even know me, let alone that Luna has adopted me, Who the hell spread the word around, and how did they do it so fast?
I felt a nuzzle on the top of my head. Looking up I saw Luna looking down at me, her eyes meeting my own.
“Anything takes your fancy?” she asked, “Or do you still need time to think?”
“Umm.”
I quickly scanned the menu.
Well, I’m not really big fan of doughnuts so… maybe just a simple chocolate ring one will do.
“Just a chocolate one, please.”
“Why, certainly, dear.”
Luna turned to the light creamy stallion with a brown mane, emerald green eyes and a picture or doughnut ring with pink icing on his flanks.
I didn’t listen to Luna giving the order to him. I have to plan an escape from this mare, and then find a way home.
But first things first… I’ve got to get out of this blasted carrier!
Maybe if I can convince her that I want to play in a park, or something like that, then I could make a brake for it?
‘So, you’re just going to up and leave our new mother?’
She is not… WHOA!
I hadn’t noticed that Luna already received the order. But either that’s her version of ‘a’ doughnut is different to most, or this is her giving me a treat.
Because floating just few inches in front of me was a plate of at least TWENTY of the chocolate ringed things.
My stomach chose that point to let out a loud growl.
Wait, when was the last time I ate? I didn’t get a chance to find breakfast yesterday, so…
I haven’t eaten ANYTHING for twenty-four hours!
A soft chuckle sounded from above me. Looking up, I saw it was Luna who was the source of it.
“Well, sounds like somepony’s hungry.” She said, trotting over to a table and sitting down at a table in a corner (I didn’t think ponies could sit. But, hey, I didn’t design this world). “Now, help yourself, darling.”
Don’t have to tell me twice.
Leaning as far as I could out of the pouch, I somehow managed to grab one of the closer doughnuts with my small hooves, and bring it to me, taking a small test bite out of it.
DAMN, this is GOOD!
After that one test bite, I started to devour the rest of the ring dough. Looking up, I saw the rest just waiting there on the plate.
And I just couldn’t resist.
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Luna was almost pulled face first into the plate as Moonlight lunged forward in the pouch and started to devour as many of the doughy treats as she could.
Chuckling at her daughter's actions, she picked up one of the doughnuts that had been knocked off the plate, in her aura. Only to drop it when Moonlight lunged forward for the second time.
Luna gritted her teeth as the carrier’s neck strap dug into the back of her neck.
“Sweetheart, not so fast! You’ll make yourself si-”
Then she remembered what her child had told her, Celestia and Twilight about what those monsters did in that terrible castle and camps. She remembered when she first held Moonlight, and had noticed how thin she was.
Luna felt a lump form in her throat.
Who knows when she last had ANYTHING to eat? And it must only be because of her Alicorn immortality that she didn’t starve to… to… death.
My poor baby girl.
....................................................................................................... (A short fifteen minutes later)
Urgh… I ate too much, but it was so worth it.
I leant back in the carrier and rested my head against Luna’s barrel with crummy smile on my face. Both my forelegs were wrapped around my slightly distended stomach.
Actually, it was more of a small pudge.
Well, that comes from eating two-thirds of twenty chocolate ringed doughnuts.
What? We all sometimes pig out. Especially if you haven’t eaten for twenty-four hours.
“Well, somepony was definitely hungry.” Said Luna, as she smiled down at me. Which then turned into a slightly sad, “Especially after what you’ve been through!”
I give up. If I ever get back home, I’m giving up on ‘Old Blood’ and going back to ‘New Order’ (which I personally prefer).
*shop door bell ringing*
*hoofsteps approach*
“Hello, Auntie Luna.” Said a soft voice. But I was too busy being in a sort of stupor to pay attention to what was going on.
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Luna turned around to face the newcomer. Who was a light pink Alicorn slightly shorter than her, purple tipped feathers on her wings, a flowing mane and multi-coloured (dark purple, pink-purple and creamy), purple eyes and a crystal heart with a golden gild on each side cutie mark.
“Good morning, Cadence, how are you?” She said turning to face the Princess of love fully.
Cadence eyed the foal carrier Luna was wearing. Or more it’s occupant than the carrier itself.
“So, it’s true.” She said in amazement. “A natural ‘born’ Alicorn!”
Luna was wearing an extremely proud face at what she was going to say next.
“Yes! This is my child-”
*BBBBBUUUUURRRRRPPPPP!*
Cadence looked back up at Luna’s rather sheepish expression with a raised eyebrow.
I know belching is rude, but can’t always help it.
Wait someone close by said Auntie, and I think Luna responded to… her I think… so she has a… niece?
Giving me head a slight shake looked up into… a pair of bright purple eyes and… I think it’s a pleased to see me face, or is just happy? I'm NEVER very good to work out facial expressions!
“Hey there little one, I’m Cadence.” She said with an incredibly sweet voice. “What’s your name sweetie?”
Huh… never heard a name like that before. Okay, remember what they tort you in Communication skills. Look them in the eyes and err… Damn, what was the rest of it? Oh yes, If she says something like ‘pull your socks up’ or says something that’s in a… err… sar-cas-tic tone. Then she isn’t really meaning it, ok, let’s give thi-
Right, that’s a little too close for my liking!
Cadence was, almost nose to nose with me. This caused me lean my head a bit feather back… only to bump the back of my head against Luna.
“Aww, don’t be shy.” Cooed Cadence. “I won’t bite.”
“I’m…..Alex…Jones.” I mumbled, examining my hooves.
“I’m sorry honey, I did catch that.”
“I’m… Alex…”
I’m not shore about this per- pony. She seems to me to have problem personal space. And I’m have REAL problem of trying not push her face away.
Cadence to my relief stood up straight again. Looking down on me in… a really complicated way. At least to me it was. I ‘think’… it is sadness, but I’m not to shore.
“It’s alright. You can tell when you’re ready.” She said, the edges of her mother curling up into a small smile.
I do honestly not know how to respond to that.
Ugh, I am a stupid boy… girl… boy… girly-boy!
‘Filly, and we are not stupid.’
No one’s talking to you dumbass.
‘Just saying, we don’t need to be so hard on our self.’
What…?
“Well, it is always a pleasure to see you Cadence.” Luna suddenly announced, standing up form were she had been sitting. “But Moonlight and I have a busy day. And we need to be going!”
Luna trotted to the shop door… only for a swift pink blur whoosh past us, the force of it blowing my long purple mane to be blown over my eyes. I using my forehooves and with some blowing, I manged to get it tucked behind my left ear.
Only for it to fall over my eye. I am probably not going to get the hang of this any time soon. I’m used to my (well now former) dark brown curly short cut hair.
Well, I can still see with my right eye. And what I saw, was clearly a frowny faced Cadence blocking the shop’s entrance-exit.
“Cadence what are you doing?” Questioned Luna as she came to a stop about a metre away from her. “I have busy schedule, so please excu-”
“Auntie I’ve just got here, and I would like spend some time with my… ‘Cousin’!”
There was something in the way she said cousin, which made me think of something that tasted rather bitter. I’m also not liking that growling Luna is making in the back of her throat.
“Well, I am shore there will be time LATER today that you could spend with her.” Growled Luna. “But right now, Moonlight is spending some quality time with her mother before I have to go to the second half of court!”
Cadence raised an eye brow.
“The second half of court started one hour ago.” She said
(…)
“Oh horse appals!” Luna looked down at me. “I’m sorry honey but I lost track of time. So I’m afraid we’re going to have to go home.”
“Well, you will. But I think there is a certain filly might want…” Cadence said as her horn lit up with a light blue aura, which enveloped my entire body and floated me out the Carrier (which was starting to give hind legs cramp). “To go out and play with-”
“WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!” demanded Luna as she grabbed me in mid-air, and then practically squeezed me so hard to her barrel that it knocked the wind out of me.
“Auntie, you’ll hurt her!” shouted Cadence, running over to us. She tried to force Luna’s grip on me open with her hooves. Only for it to tighten painfully.
“Let. Go!” Growled Luna, wrenching me away from Cadence.
I think I’m going to lose my doughnuts at this rate. Speaking of doughnuts, the hall doughnut shop seemed to be watching. The two guards that were with us, seemed to be just standing there taking it all in like the dominoes they are.
I really need to come up with better describing words.
“Luna if you smother her she won’t be able to be herself, and from what Twilight told me, she will probably have to RELEARN A NORMAL LIFE!”
Uh oh, this has gone beyond getting out of hand and straight into something that I don’t even think the greatest minds of the worl… I’m mean, Earth, could even name or think of.
I personally think this situation is too far gone to repair.
I’m a seriously stupid boy-girl-filly thing. Oh forget it, this isn’t helping me.
“Excuse me Princess Luna.” I snapped out of my inward self-criticism and looked around for the owner of the voice. Which turned out to be one of the guards. “But you’ll need to go now if you want to make it for the second half of court.”
“Auntie.”
Luna turned back to Cadence with a frown to Cadence’s… umm… ok, she has a sort of smile, or is it a grin, is it a… smug exasperation. I don’t know, facial exasperations are too hard to work out.
“Yes, Cadence.” Said Luna stiffly.
“You know I used to ‘foal-sit’ when I was younger.” Said Cadence, as her magical aura surrounded small body. “Besides, she will be in good hooves. As well as good practice for me.”
Ay?
“Well little one, in now ten months I'm going to be a mommy myself.” Cadence said, to my surprise. As she floated me on to her back.
Oh, looks like I said that one out load with out meaning to.
Wait, so she’s pregnant! Huh, if I had known I’d somehow for some reason what so ever end up in My Little Pain-in-the-backsides, I would have paid more attention to it.
“Don’t you need this?” Luna questioned, as she unstrapped the BLOODY baby carrier from herself. And held it out to Cadence in her aura.
“Oh I will.” Said Cadence, but held up a hoof as it was floated over to her. “When my foal is born.”
I heard Luna Growling under her breath.
“Alright then.” Luna said through gritted teeth. With a flash of light bluey-turquois the carrier disappeared into thin air. She then turned to the guards and conjured a quill and a piece of paper and telekinetically started scribbling some stuff on to it with the quill. When finished, she floated it over to one of the guards… who managed to take it one of his forehooves?
HOW THE HELL DOES THAT WORK?
“Would you two please get these required items?” Luna asked them.
“Of… course… princess.” They said in perfect unison.
After that Luna trotted around to Cadence’s side to face me.
“I’m going to have to work now sweetie.” She said, giving me a nuzzle on my snout. “So you’re going to go out with your cousin for just a few hours.”
She stood up straight and smiled down at me.
“Be good now my little star.” She said, giving me a small kiss (ew) on my forehead just below my horn, before leaning close to one of my ears. “I love you with all my heart.”
No one has ever said that to me! Not even Dad.
And what’s this feeling I having? Never really understood my feelings, but this one feels… warm… and happy…? I think.
What the HELL is this?
‘What we weren’t shown…’
I’m sorry, but was I talking you I don’t think so. So shut your bloody trap! And I seriously doubt it’s anything to do with... what ever it is.
‘My, we are so single minded.’
Right, one more word out of you and I’m going to course myself some major brain damage.
(…)
“I’m warning you Cadence, If ANYTHING bad happens to MY baby girl! I will hold you personally responsible! Am. I. Clear.” Growled Luna, bring out of my thoughts.
Luna was looking at Cadence with an expression I knew not (no surprise there), but scared the caramel out of me.
“Crystal.” Said Cadence calmly, looking Luna straight in the eyes.
Luna snorted at her, then turned to me her face softening in the process.
“See you soon darling.” she said sweetly, and then shot Cadence anther glare before trotting out of the shop doors.
The two guards stood side by side and looked at each other, and then at the piece paper.
“We are going to be the laughing stock of the barracks, you know that.” Said the one on the left with a sigh.
“Come on, let’s just get it over with.” The one the right said with a roll of the eyes.
(Ponies eyes in this loony-toon world are so large their easier to read.)
The guards trotted past me and Cadence, giving a small bow to the both of us, and then departed to God knows what Luna tasked them with.
“Come on Moony. Let’s go and play in the park.” Said Cadence happily.
“Can you not call me that?”
“Call you what?”
“Moony.”
“Aww, but it’s such a cute nickname.”
“I HATE nicknames! And my name isn't Moonlight eclipse, it’s Alex Jo-”
Aaannnnd, we’re outside the shop. I really need to pay more attention to my surroundings.
“Well, what ever makes you feel combatable precious. I won’t call you Moony if you don’t want to be called Moony.” Cadence said, as she walked with me on her back down to what could only assume to be the park.
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We walked (well Cadence was, I was still riding on her back) into a wide field playing area.
Cadence lifted me in her magic and placed me on the ground…
To which shot off, sprinting as fast as I could away from her.
FREEDOM
Now, first step get out of this city.
Second step, find someone or something that can break the 4th wall.
I can hear Cadence running after me, and shouting something.
But that doesn’t matter!
Third step, try and convince the said 4th wall breaker to help me g-
“MOONLIGHT, WATCH OUT FOR THA-”
*CLANG*
(…)
All I can see is a very blurry blue sky with even blurrier clouds.
(…)
Now I see two blurry upside-down pink faces staring down at me.
(…)
Now there’s only one blurry upside-down pink face.
(…)
Now it’s just an upside-down Cadence with… what I think is a concerned expression.
“Oh Moonlight, you silly filly!” Ok now I’m very shore that’s a concerned voice. “I tried to tell to you to watch out for that slide.”
As Cadence helped me up, I saw a red metal slide right in front of me. With a very small dent on the lower edge of it.
Wow, talk about having a concrete head.
Lifting my right hoof I wiped my forehead and brought it in front of me to see if I was bleeding. Thankfully I wasn’t, but guess that was to be expected, this being everything works out land and everything.
A light blue glow surrounded my form and turned me around to face a wide eyed pink Alicorn. (Like I said before, their eyes are abnormally large it’s easier to tell if their pupils and ‘irises’ have changed shape)
“Oh dear, that’s a nasty graze!” she said, pulling a fresh plaster out of no wear with her magic. For some reason she was smiling at me. “You’re so brave you know.”
“Huh?”
“Well, Twilight was two or three years older than you when I foal-sat her. But I remember when she got boo-boo, she would shed a few tears.”
Boo-Boo… seriously, how old do you think I a-
Oh yeah.
“But you haven’t shed a single tear!” Said Cadence, as she put the plaster just below my horn (I would love to know how to use this thing). “Which just proves you’re a strong and brave filly.” She said with a… ew… kiss on my sore for head.
I gave her a blunt look.
“I’ve had FAR worse than this!”
Seriously I have. I been assaulted by drunks and ended up in hospital with some horrible head injuries. And one time when I was on a scout camp, I was chopping wood for the fire and the axe I was using slipped and struck my hand coursing it to bleed.
Cadence looked down at me with an expression I couldn’t figure out.
Hang on, she’s… oh… now she’s crying.
I’ve got a bad feeling about this!
“I know.” She said, pulling me into a hug (which I did prepare for). Why do these ponies keep hugging me…? I just don’t get it. Cadence gave a gentle squeeze, and then finally let go. “Now, how about we have some fun hmm.”
Suddenly I’m grasped in her forehooves and before I know it, I’m plopped on a… swing.
“Ready?” I Cadence say from behind me. I then felt a hoof on the swing seat, and then with a gentle push I was off.
(…)
“Higher, Higher!” I called back to Cadence.
I haven’t been on a swing for years. Let alone be pushed by someone. Mum couldn’t be bothered and Dad was always driving off, and coming back a few months later.
So yeah, I had never sat on a swing until I was 11 years old. Too old to be pushed by then.
I heard a chuckle from behind me, and when swung back, I felt a slightly harder push. Sending me to the swing’s height limits.
There’s something interesting about having the wind blow through fur instead of blowing right-slap-bang on to your bare skin. It’s a sensation I cannot describe, but it is an interesting one.
As I swung bag down with my purple mane blowing in front of me, I just couldn’t help but grin…I just couldn’t help it.
Cadence brought me to a stop. I looked over my shoulder at her.
“Now, how about I show you something Twilight and I sometimes do.”
“Can’t we just keep doing this?” I love doing the same things over and over again until I get bored (which can take a while).
“Maybe later, my hoof needs a rest.” Said Cadence as she lifted me off the swing and placed me on the ground. “Come on. I’m sure you will enjoy it.”
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That could have gone better.
Cadence with me riding on her back were heading back to the castle. A couple of hours ago Cadence had tried to get me to do this really weird and… dare I say it… stupid dance thing.
It went something like ‘sunshine, sunshine ladybugs awake’ and the rest of it is just embarrassing.
All I did was question her on why to do it. She said it was just for fun, but I couldn’t figure out why we should do it, I mean she is an adult and I’m a former MALE teenager (It didn’t help trying to explain that. It turns out even she thinks I’m delusional).
She tried to encourage me to give it ago. Which led to me throwing a ‘no, no, NO’ tantrum. So in the end she gave up and let me go back on the swing. I only came off when Cadence said ‘it’s sunset, time to go home now’.
And so here we are going ‘home’.
To take my mind off of my failed escape attempt, and this weird ‘looking forward to seeing Luna again’ feeling. I was just humming a simple amusing tune.
“That’s a nice tune you’re humming.” Said Cadence as I brought the tune to an end. “Maybe you could teach me it.”
“You probably wouldn’t want to know it.” I said, not knowing how they she would react to the bad language in it. As a matter of fact, how would all of these ponies react to the F, S and C words?
“And why’s that?” she asked sweetly, turning her head as far back as she could in order to face me. “Is it Moonlight’s very special song?”
Oh for God’s sake!
“NO! Can we just forget about it… please?”
“Alright.” Cadence said with a sigh. I breathed a sigh of relief, and tried to get comfortable on her back.
You may ask why I haven’t attempted another escape. Well with a throbbing head ache, an empty stomach and feeling like it’s nearly time for bed. It just makes me not in the mood for such things at the moment.
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“Moonlight, may I ask you something?” said Cadence as we finally made our way through the castles entrance.
“Sure.”
“My sister-in-law Twilight, told me that you told her, that had you some sort of… condition.”
Hmm, maybe there’s hope for me yet.
“Yes, it’s-”
A strange noise has just reached my ears as we entered the castles main hall. It sounded like an incoming fighter jet, and it was getting louder (as in getting closer and closer).
“What’s that noi-”
I was SUDDENLY hit by what felt like a sledgehammer, which completely knocked the wind out me. Before a far gentler force squeezed me to a plush fur surface.
“Oh Moonlight! Mommy was worried you wouldn’t make it back before bed time, so she couldn’t show you your supri- *Gasp*”
My vision stopped spinning in different directions and came to focus on Luna’s face, staring down at me with wide eyes, pupils and irises the size of pin pricks, mouth was wide open and her ears were pressed against her skull.
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Luna stared down in utter shock at the plaster on her daughter’s forehead.
She then rounded on Cadence with a glare that could melt flint.
“What. Happened!”
“It was an ‘ACSIDENT’. She was probably just over excited to be outside and be allowed to play!” Said Cadence as she took a step back at Luna’s tone.
“I left you in charge of keeping her safe!” Growled Luna. “I warned you what would happen! From now on, you are never going to be Moonlight Eclipse’s foal-sitter… AM, I, CLEAR!”
Cadence took a step forward, eyes narrowed at her aunt.
“Luna, I am very qualified to be her foal-sitt-”
She didn’t get to finish her sentence, as Luna took an aggressive step towards her.
“And yet you let my baby girl ge-”
“IT WAS AN ACSIDENT!” Shouted Cadence. But both mares instantly looked to Moonlight as she let out a gut wrenching SCREAM, while covering her ears with her hooves and began to cry in to Luna’s coat while saying “To load, to load.”
Luna instantly covered her child with her wings while shushing and whispering all the soothing words she knew.
“Auntie, there is something wrong with her!” snapped Cadence trying to regain lost ground. “There are therapists back in the Crystal Empire that might be able to-”
“You’ve done enough.” Luna said calmly. “The last thing Moonlight needs is to be locked in a room with a pony she doesn’t know or trust.”
She gave her daughter a quick nuzzle, then looked Cadence straight in the eye.
“She was locked in a DEONGEON! Of a castle we have still yet to find. She has witnessed things that put Tirek, King Sombra, Chrysalis and my time as Nightmare Moon seem like nothing more than the villains from a foals fairy-tale!”
Luna then lit her horn readying a teleport spell.
“Now. If you don’t mind, my child is in need of comfort.” And with a flash of light bluey-turquois, she and Moonlight vanished. Leaving Cadence to just stare at where they had been.
“No!” Twilight said as she tossed another book into an ever growing pile of books. She had spent the whole night in the castle's library, going through book after book. “Somepony must know something on it’s wereabout’s!”
Using her magic, she picked another book off one of the bookshelves. Floating it over to herself she read the title.
A History of Castles and their locations From Equestria and beyond
By Professor Stone Hoof
“Well let’s see what you have to say on the subject.” Sighed Twilight as she started to flip through the book. “Please-please-pleeaaasse have something on castle Wolfenstein!”
“Err… Twilight, its 4:23am!”
Twilight jumped and spun around to face the voice’s owner.
“Oh Spike, don’t sneak up on me like that!” Said Twilight taking a few deep breaths to calm herself down. Spike walked in to the library (while grumbling at the messy pile of books).
“Twilight, I thought we agreed ages ago to no more late-night research!” Spike said an annoyed sleepy tone, as he made his way to Twilights side as she gave him a sheepish look.
“Sorry Spike.” She said to the baby dragon. Turning back to the book, she began to flip through it once more. “But this is very important. I have to find out if anypony has written something on the Castle that Moonlight Eclipse was imprisoned in. So Princess Celestia and Luna can find it and-” she paused and took a deep breath before growling in anger “Bring those, ‘MONSTERS’ to justice!”
“Okay.” Says Spike with one question on his mind. “How do you know she was telling the truth about… all this?”
Twilight paused in her page skimming. Turning her head to face the baby dragon, who met her gaze with his questioning look and his claws on his hips?
“What do mean Spike?” she asked
The little dragon looked at Twilight with a raised eyebrow as she asked this.
“This condition, this castle wolf thing.”
“Wolfenstein!” Corrected Twilight, now giving him a frown.
“Right, ‘Wolfenstein’.” Said Spike bluntly. “But, I mean… you told me she was like… five, or something. So how do you know this all didn’t just come off the top of her head? You told me yourself she was devotional.”
Twilight set the book down on the table. Looking away from Spike with sad sigh. She felt a lump forming in her throat, but swallowed it as quickly as it came.
“Spike. You weren’t in the throne room when she told us!” she said sadly. “She was so perceptive. So detailed in her description!”
She then wiped her head around to face Spike, who took step back at the frown she giving him.
“She said and knew things that a child her age… or any, pony should ever know!”
Spike gulped, “L-l-l-like, w-w-what?” He stammered. Only causing Twilight’s frown to deepen.
“It’s properly best if you don’t know!” Said Twilight solemnly turning back to the book on the table. She sniffed once, just remembering what Moonlight said was almost enough make her weep for the poor filly and all the other poor souls that could still be trapped in that terrible place.
“Twilight, please. What’s so bad about it that you can’t tell me?” asked Spike.
Twilight looked back at him. She took a deep breath, “Spike, these are the worst crimes in Equstria’s or any kingdoms history!” she looked away. “I never thought anypony, or any sentient critter would stoop to… killing!”
Spike walked up and began to pat her shoulder. “I guess if something like this would get you this upset. Then I she was probably telling the truth.”
Twilight smiled down at him.
“Hey.” Said Spike. “What was with Cadence? She came back from Canterlot this evening in a really bad mood.” He grimaced at the memory. “I asked her what was wrong, and she just snapped at me.”
Twilight just chuckled. “Probably just one of her mood swings. All pregnant mares get them.”
I sat in the middle of the carpet in the middle of Luna’s room. And staring at a stuffed pink pony with a purple mane doll.
Yeah… you see, after Luna brought me back to her room. And calmed me down from my ‘cryfest’ she showed me my ‘surprise’. Turns out yesterday she sent those two guards that were with us to go out get me. Toys. Which currently surround me at this very moment.
Yellow cubed blue rimed building blocks with moons and stars, stuffed pony dolls of all colours of the rainbow with manes and tales all the colours of Quality streets and a brown teddy bear was almost the size of me.
But no Lego. I love that stuff.
And man I miss it. I always collected it, even today I still collect it, and my oldest is from 1999. It’s a shame that they don’t have it he-
What the FUCK am I doing?
I looked down at the doll I had been staring at earlier. Only now it was in my forehooves and…
What the hell is in my mouth?
I spat out a… hair brush? What the hell was I doin… WAS I… oh God.
“Oh sweetie, I didn’t mean to disturb your game.” Said an all too familiar voice as its owner approached me.
I should probably keep my ears open for when the door opens.
Luna scooped me up with her forehooves and brought me up to eye level. And she’s wearing the carrier… great.
“Time for breakfast darling.” She said, as she nuzzled me on the snout. “I bet you’re hungry.” And with that, she put me in the pouch.
(…)
It’s been a while since someone said to come for breakfast. My usual morning which involves me getting up at 6:30am for college, putting a slice of bread in the toaster and making myself a coffee. So not really any need to help when it comes breakfast I think I voice this.
“Mummy.” I am probably never going to get used to this word warping thing. “I can salvage my own bre-” Luna stopped my sentence with a forehoof against my muzzle.
“Moonlight. Please look at me!” She said, as she lowered her hoof. I did as she commanded craning neck in order to look up at her. “Honey. You don’t need to scavenge for food anymore.” I see a build-up of tears in her eyes. “You are safe now. You have a home and a family again.” She then frowned, and the floodgates opened up, (I which had an umbrella, because I remember last time she managed to completely soak my hai… I mean mane) as she whispered. “For every second you have suffered, will mean a thousand… No. Five thousand years banishment to the moon!”
Whelp, I now have one sopping wet mane.
Shaking my head like a dog, seemed to get some of the salty liquid out of my hair. But my attempt was still in vain.
“I’m sorry sweetheart.” Said Luna, nuzzling the top of my damp head. “But what you’ve been through. What all those poor souls are going through. It’s just too… too… horrible!” I felt her shiver slightly, as she started to trot down the hall.
OH FOR FUCK SAKE! If I can’t fix this situation, I may never get home.
“And to think. Those monsters, nearly destroyed a miracle!”
Ay?
“A… miracle?” I asked, which made Luna look down at with a smile.
“Honey, you are first natural born alicorn since my sister and me. Even if we had biological foals of our own. The chances of them being born alicorn is a thousand, if not a million to one!” She took a right turn and continued down another glamorous hallway. “But somehow. Two ponies from whichever of the three tribes, were blessed with one.” She then gave me another nuzzle, while her lit up and a door we had just come to opened. “You, are a miracle. And could not be happier to be your mother.” She cooed.
Okay.
Looking straight in front of me, I saw we had entered what I would assume to be a dining room. I say assume because for all I know it could be one those drawing rooms.
There I saw Celestia sitting on a large ruby-red cushion at a largish table with toast, a milk carton, a box of cereal I knew not and… Mother of God… Pancakes!
I could feel my mouth start to water by just looking at them.
“Good morning Luna.” Said Celestia, turning to face us. She then focused her gaze on me, and said in a sweet voice, “And good morning to you too little Moonlight.”
It’s no use. I guess I’m just going to have to put up with name.
“Good morning to you as well sister.” Replied Luna, as she made her way to the table.
“Hi.” I mumbled. I’m still not too sure about Celestia.
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Celestia looked up at her sister, as she sat herself down to her left on an exact copy of the cushion she was sitting on. She then glanced at her ‘niece’.
“Um, Luna.”
“Yes.”
“Isn’t Moonlight a little, old, to be in a foal carrier?” Celestia inquired, while she took a sip of tea and taking her second slice of toast. While Luna just raised an eyebrow at her.
“Celestia, I’m her mother, and I should know what’s best for my foal!” retorted Luna, as she levitated a small stack of pancakes dripping with maple syrup. Moonlight was squirming slightly in the carrier, in attempts to get into a more comfortable position.
“I never said you didn’t know!” Argued Celestia, feeling a little offended. She took a deep breath to calm herself.
She had had a rough day yesterday. First off: Luna had left her a note saying she be missing the first half of court because to spend some time with her adopted daughter, and said she would be back ‘in time’ for the second half of court. Only to show up one hour and thirty-seven minutes late. The first half of court was incredibly dull. And during the second half, one of the castle staff came in to the throne room, to tell Luna that Cadence and Moonlight had returned. As soon as she had said that, Luna had taken off with the speed that would put a wonderbolt to shame. TWO HOURS before the second half of court was supposed to finish!
Celestia shook her head slightly, and looked back up at her sister. “I’m just saying Moonlight is looking a little squished in that carrier, that’s all.”
Luna looked down her daughter. Who was staring at the small stack of pancakes with a hungry eye.
“Hummm.” Luna put a hoof to her chin in thought. “I knew I should have gone for the large size! But the store owner said that this one had a silk interior for extra comfort for your foal.”
Celestia facehoofed.
Moonlight on the other hand, seemed more interested in seeing how far she could lean out of the pouch to reach the still floating pancakes.
“No matter.” Luna said as she plopped the pancakes on a plate. Before levitating two slices of toast from the toast rack. “I’ll send one of the castle staff to get a larger one.”
After she put the slices on a separate plate, she stood up. Levitating the plates by her side.
“Luna where are you going?” asked Celestia, looking at her sister as she made for the door.
Luna looked back at her just before she opened the door.
“Why, Moonlight and I are going to have breakfast in the gardens.” Said Luna happily. “Then, I am going to show her around her new home.”
“Well, I’m afraid after you both finish. You and I have to meet with an ambassador from…” Luna cut Celestia off by raising her hoof.
“I’m sorry Celestia, but I’m going to have to miss it!” Said Luna, turning to fully face her sister. “And I’m afraid I’ll be taking a few months of my royal duties except for raising and lowering the moon.”
Celestia was went slack jawed. “Luna… you… you… you can’t ju-”
“Think of me as going on maternity leave.” Luna said, while planting a kiss on the head of a very confused looking filly.
“Luna! You know very well you only go on maternity leave when you’re going to HAVE a foal!” Celestia said, now beginning to slightly lose her temper.
“Well, I've just become a mother. So I think I am entitled to one.” Said Luna smugly. “You’ve handled the court for a thousand years by yourself during my banishment. So I sure you can handle another twelve months.”
Celestia’s pupils shrank to the size of a marble. “During the time of your banishment. I shortened the hours of court. As you jolly well know!” She snapped.
*Door opens and closes*
But Luna hand already departed with her daughter and breakfast. While her sister was in mid rant.
Celestia sat down heavily on the cushion at the breakfast table. She levitated every pancake that was left on the serving plate and dumped them onto her own plate.
Grumbling, she took one of them in her magic and then proceeded to stuff it into her mouth, leaving quite a sticky mess of maple syrup on her muzzle. Which didn’t improve her mood in the slightest.
*door opens*
Celestia looked to the intruder. It was a white unicorn mare with a light brown mane and tail. She wore black half-moon rimmed glasses over her blue eyes.
“Ah, Quick Quill. I was going to send for you.” The said mare bowed to her, then fully entered the room.
“Your Highness.” Said Quick Quill. Her horn lit up in a blue aura and she pulled a scroll out of a pocket dimension. She cleared her throat… but then noticed the absence of a certain dark blue alicorn. “Um, Princess, where’s Princess Luna?”
“About that…” Celestia conjured two scrolls and a quill. She began to quickly jot something on the first, and then the second scroll. When she had finished, she floated one of them over to Quick Quill, who took it in her own aura. “Please, take this to my sister. She will be somewhere in the castle gardens with my new niece.” she said, while making the other scroll vanish in a flash of golden light. “I have just booked Moonlight Eclipse an appointment this morning at eleven thirty, with a very well-known therapist in all of Canterlot.”
Celestia turned to look out the window that overlooked Canterlot itself. “Please, make sure she gets it. Because the way I’ve seen, and from what Cadence has told me about how that poor filly has been behaving… It’s just, not normal for anypony her age.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.” Replied Quick Quill as she turned to leave. “Oh, one more thing, milady.”
Celestia looked over to her. Quick Quill then gestured to her muzzle.
“You have a little something on your…” And at that, she left to find the Princess of the night and her daughter, leaving a furiously blushing sun princess, who was in vain trying to wipe the sweet and sticky syrup off her muzzle.
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The warm air hit me like a hammer as Luna opened the door to what I could only assume to be the gardens. Luna trotted out onto the grass, heading towards a classic 19th century gazebo, that sat in the middle of the wide lawn.
Trotting up the small structure’s steps, Luna floated the food she was carrying onto a small one legged table, which stood in the middle of the gazebo’s floor.
Luna conjured a couple of plush dark blue cushions with some sort of flowery pattern that was too complicated to imagine how it was done, and placed them next to each other in front of the small table.
My body suddenly felt all tingly, as a very familiar turquois aura surrounded me. I floated out of the cramped carrier, and was set down on one of the large cushions.
I stretched my sore hind limbs as Luna sat herself down on the cushion to my right.
“Don’t worry, sweetie, I’ll make sure to get a larger foal carrier as soon as I can.”
“I’m not a-” I cut myself off before I could finish that sentence. I am really trying not swear. Who knows how many little kids could be watching this cartoon, so it is probably best that they don’t learn this sort of language at this point.
My eyes narrowed as I looked down at the cushion.
Just because my life sucks, doesn’t mean I should ruin other people’s childhoods.
“Sorry, sweetie, I didn’t catch that.”
My head snapped up to face Luna, who was smiling down at me. The way she looked at me… made… something deep inside of me want to snuggle up to her.
“It’s… it’s nothing.” I stammered, averting my gaze down at my cushion. I then felt something ticklish wrap itself around me. Looking to my left slightly, I saw it was one of Luna’s wings.
Brace yourself!
And as expected, I was pulled to Luna’s side, her giving me a gentle squeeze.
“Honey, please look at me.” She said softly. Looking up at her smiling… sympathetic look. “You know you can talk to me about anything that’s troubling you. Bottling it up won’t help, it will only eat away at you. And I am talking from experience.” I felt her shudder slightly at that last part.
I inhaled, “Okay.” I said as I exhaled, which earned me a small squeeze from her wing.
“That’s my girl.” Luna said gently, while levitating the plate of pancakes in front of me. “Now, try not to make too much of a mess.”
Her aura vanished, and the plate plopped down in front of me, (Well, that saves me from trying to find a way to reach the table, which seems to be ten feet tall from my current height) to which I immediately dived into!
These… have to be, the best pancakes I have ever tasted!
I heard a giggle from my right, but I ignored it as I continued to stuff my face. I could feel the maple syrup making a mess of my muzzle… and probably the cushion, but I didn’t care.
“Excuse me, Your Highness.” Called a rather posh voice, but I wasn’t paying any attention to anything except pancakes.
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Luna looked over her shoulder, and saw none other than Quick Quill trotting towards them. She also appeared to be carrying a small slip of paper in her aura.
“Good morning, Quick Quill. Is that for me?”
Quick Quill trotted up the gazebo’s short staircase and floated the note over to the lunar alicorn, “Yes, Your Highness, it is. Princess Celestia told me to make sure you got this!”
Luna put her hoof in the way of the note. “If my sister is writing to me to come to court. Then y-”
“Oh, no, Your Majesty.” Interjected Quick Quill, “It’s about your, err…” She glanced at the much, much younger… and rather messy alicorn, the filly looked like she would still be sticky even if you bathed her thoroughly. “Your daughter!”
Luna glanced down at Moonlight, and couldn’t help but laugh at the state her child was in. Her horn began to glow, and a camera appeared in flash of dark blue. Luna looked down the view finder.
With a flash and small click, which made Moonlight look up from what was left of her breakfast, the camera emitted whirring sound, before a small square of paper slid out the bottom of it.
Luna gently pulled the photo out with her magic, while making the camera disappear. She gently blew on the picture, before conjuring a large dark blue book with her cutie mark on the cover.
Opening it with her magic, she started to flip through its photo filled pages until she found one that had a space. She conjured a glue stick which she took in her teeth and started to paste the page. After she finished, she levitated the glue stick out of her mouth, and stuck the photo onto the paper’s white surface.
Luna sat back and admired her hoof-work, before snapping the book shut, and teleporting it back to her chambers. She turned her attention back to Quick Quill, “Well, let’s see what Celestia wants with my daughter.”
Quick Quill’s aura around the note was replaced by Luna’s. She levitated it over to herself, and unfolded it. As she finished her eyes began to tear up, causing her aura to vanish from around the note, letting it drop gently down to the floor.
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I watched the peace of paper Luna had been holding in her magic float down until it came to rest on my plate right-side up. Leaning forward, I managed to see what was written on it.
My dear sister.
While I am not happy that you just dumped your responsibilities on me like you did, I do understand why you would want to spend more time with Moonlight Eclipse.
(I must confess, I do slightly envy you. I remember when we were fillies and we would play games of being a princesses, while sometimes playing “Being Parents”, where one of us would be the foal and the other the parent. Even though you tended to always dominate being the parent.
Nevertheless, I did sometimes dream myself of someday settling down and starting a family. But that was before we actually became princesses.)
But if you’re going to take time off, you are going to need to get Moonlight to see a therapist. Cadence told me you didn’t want her to sit in a room by herself with somepony she doesn’t know. But this is for her own good.
We both know she has not been acting like a foal around her age should. We also need to break her out of her “human” delusions.
I have just booked her an appointment at 11:30am with Doctor Calm, a renowned therapist. She will be in good hooves, I assure you.
Celly
P.S. Please, don’t skip this appointment, I’m sure that this pony will be able to help her.
I looked back up at Luna, who was looking over to the white unicorn newcomer (I didn’t quite get her name). “Quick Quill, may I ask, what the time is now?”
Quick Quill, huh? Well, I guess it’s an appropriate name, since her flank tattoo is a quill pen scribbling on a scroll.
The mare in question raised her right foreleg, which had a late twentieth century analogue watch strapped to it (which I swear was not on her hoof before) to eyelevel.
“It’s nine-fifty-four!”
“Thank you, Quick Quill.” Luna then looked down at me. She gently picked me up with her hooves, and held me in front of her as she gazed down at me, despite my far smaller hooves leaving a sticky mess on her coat. “Moonlight, sweetheart, mommy has to take you to see somepony who may be able to help you with… troubles, shall we say.”
“Um, I kin-”
Wait! Maybe I can use this to convince these cartoony loony-toon horses that I’m not from this stupid little girl fantasy.
“You kin-?” asked Luna, tilting her head to the side slightly, before giving me a nuzzle on my very sticky snout. “Do you mean, you’re kind of nervous about seeing somepony you don’t know? Well, I’ll be there with you. So you’ll have nothing to be afraid of.”
As she withdrew, leaving a small splodge of maple syrup on her muzzle. “But first.” She said, her attention drawing to my muzzle, “Somepony probably needs a bath!”
Well, that will give me some time to try and plan a way to convince this lot to help me get home.
I sat in the middle of Luna’s bedroom floor. While the said mare was brushing my mane. Although I am never really concerned about how my hair looked, I generally preferred it being all messy.
But as Luna dried me off from my bath, my fringe kept falling over my eyes just like in the doughnut shop yesterday. When I used my forelegs to sweep it out of my eyes, I realised just how long it was!
“OW!” I clutched my head after Luna hit a knot. The sound of Luna’s magic immediately stopped, and I heard what sounded like the hairbrush hitting the floor.
“SORRY, sorry!” I felt one of Luna’s hooves gently stroke the back of my head. “Your mane is just so tangled.”
I lowered my hooves, “It’s okay, and I’m used to tangles.”
I heard the sound of Luna’s magic, and a moment later I felt her brushing my overly long purple hair.
…
“There.” Said Luna after she finally finished brushing my hair, “Now, for the finishing touch.”
Oh!
I have a bad feeling of what that ‘touch’ is.
Looking over my shoulder, I shuddered as I saw what Luna had for ‘the finishing touch’.
She was levitating a PINK RIBBON!
I felt my eyes go wide, and I swear I felt my irises and pupils, shrink to pinpricks! Because I really hope she isn’t going to do what I think she’s going to do with it.
“Moonlight. Mommy needs you to face forward, so she can do your mane.” She said sweetly, while using her hooves to carefully turn my head forwards. I then heard her the sound of magic, and felt my mane being gently pulled. “Oh, you’re going to look so adorable!”
OH MY FREAKING GOD, SHE IS! SHE IS GOING TO!
“NO-NO-NO-NO-NO-NOOOOOO!” I tried scrambling away from her, but Luna was still holding onto my hair. As a result, I found myself being painfully yanked back onto my rump!
“MOONLIGHT!” Gasped Luna, “What’s wrong? Why di-”
I cut her off as I whipped around, and threw myself onto my stomach, and brought my front hooves together in a like I was about pray.
“Please, please, pleeaasse! Anything but THAT!” I wailed, tears starting to flow freely down my cheeks. Being somehow thrown into little girls TV show is bad, and completely insane. Having your age and gender suddenly changed at the same time would usually top the cake. Suddenly being claimed on the spot by one of the said cartoon characters, I cannot even begin to describe. But the worst part is having to be put in a baby carrier. It is so degrading! And to have a really girly-girl bow, to tie back my hair! No, just no!
I don’t what to lose what little dignity I have left!
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To say Luna was surprised by her foal’s sudden outburst at just simply having a bow to tie back her mane would be an understatement.
She just gazed down at Moonlight in utter shock!
“W-w-what!” she stuttered, “Moonlight! What’s wrong?” Discarding the ribbon in the process, she tried to scoop her daughter closer to her, only for her hooves to grasp air.
The filly had leaped away from her! She then without warning grabbed two locks of her hair with her forelegs… and tried to viciously strangle herself with them!
“MOONLIGHT!”
Luna immediately used her magic to stop the filly from choking herself. Pulling Moonlight to barrel and wrapping her wings around to try and comfort the struggling filly, she began to slowly rocking back and forth while the muffled sobs continued and the struggling only increased.
“Shhh, shhh. It’s alright, it’s alright.” Cooed Luna. She shifted her wings so Moonlight’s head was exposed, which she began to nuzzle the top of.
I really hope this appointment can help. I can’t bear to imagine her doing something like that… or worse… to herself again.
She stopped her nuzzling and rested her head on the troubled foal’s head, and switched to humming a soothing tune into one of her ears.
I sat on the floor of the waiting room, although its creamy white walls were making me feel a little bit queasy if I stared at it too long. So to keep myself from doing so, as well as to stop me pacing back and forth, I chewed on the end of the braid Luna had done for me.
I feel like a Celt, which is really cool. Now if only I had some war paint.
I was never able to do this sort of thing with my original hair (it being short and all). But it never stopped me imagining leading a tribe against a declining Western Roman Empire.
I spat my braid out and looked back at Luna, who was sitting on one of the lobby’s chairs, her muzzle buried in a book called ‘The Wee Free Stallions’ A Cube World Novel by Ink pen Pratchett.
The puns and similarities of this cartoon/now reality (I think), are just further PISSING-ME-OFF!
A frown came across my face, while I felt something in my chest boiling!
The sooner I get out of here the better! I just hope my story is enough to convince them.
I took a deep breath through my nose, and exhaled through my mouth.
I hate to admit it, but she feels like the first person, or cartoon pony, to actually feel like they care. Maybe she may make an alright mum, I wonder? But… to someone that is actually drawn in this place.
I’m no expert.
Either way, I will find a way back home!
‘Not anytime soon!’
A chill ran down my spine! Was that the thin… Nah, it was to quiet. Probably just my imagination this time.
I gave my head a quick shake.
I have clearly spent far too long here!
“Honey, are you alright?” Said Luna with worry clear in her voice. I looked behind me. Luna was looking at me with concern, which was clear even to me, on her face.
“I’m fine.” I said, facing away again. These feelings of her being my mother just won’t leave me alone! It just makes me more and more angry with everything, because somehow… they aren’t mine… but are?
I stood up and trotted under Luna’s chair. A little bit of shadow to hide from everything and think.
Okay, just use your knowledge of reality to convince them that I am from the world that drew th… maybe created might be more… convincing? Oh, this is not going to easy since they think I’m delusional. Nice work on practicing irony, you stupid boy… or girl now! Now. I have to find a way to…
My left foreleg brushed against something? Something that was very familiar!
My head snapped in its general direction, and a smile graced my fac… I mean, muzzle, as I saw what it was.
Gum!
A stick of fresh looking unwrapped chewing gum.
I haven’t chewing gum for a while. Although, eating one off the floor, especially since it has been under a line of waiting seats for who knows how long… And considering where I am, who knows what it will taste of, or what it’s made of?
Well, there’s only one way to find out.
This is just too tempting!
I used my foreleg to scoop it in front of me, where I examined it closely. Its wrapper was still on, it didn’t look dusty, which must mean it must have been dropped recently.
Okay, now let’s see its condition.
But just how I’m going to open it with these hooves?
Wait!
I glanced up at my horn as best I could. I remembered that magic can be done with mythical extension of the skull in this cartoon. I grinned. This is going to be interesting!
But just HOW do you use it?
I frowned slightly in thought. My only guess on how it works is possibly imagining it doing what you want it to do. It was worth a try.
I shut my eyes and focused all my energy onto my forehead, while thinking really hard on the wrapper being undone in a field of magic light.
…
Nothing! No shimmery sound or even a feeling at all.
I opened my eyes to see that the gum was still wrapped in its wrapper.
Okay, let’s try mentally telling it to be unwrapped.
Shutting my eyes I focused and tried again, but this time telling it, not imaging it.
Unwrap! Unwrap! Unwrap the gum!
I felt… I felt a tingling sensation in my horn, so I focused harder, trying to put everything I had into this!
I heard what sounded like sparks, and the tingling sensation grew stronger and then-
“OW!”
I began to massage my forehead. My horn was feeling really tender, more so when I accidently struck it on the rim of the dustbin I had been sleeping in.
“Moonlight, are you alright?!” Came a very concerned voice from above me, and then I heard some frantic shifting follow it. Quickly I grabbed one loose end of the wrapper between my teeth, and tore it off. Without looking at it first, I immediately sucked the small stick of gum into my mouth and began to chew just as a bluey aura surrounded me and quickly but gently pulled me out from under the seat.
Not bad. Apple flavoured, wasn’t expecting tha-
“Sweetie, what happened and why were you under the waiting se… What are you eating?!” A frown came across Luna’s face as she levitated me to eyelevel with her.
I stopped chewing and manoeuvred the gum underneath my tongue. Though it might be a little too late for that, as Luna took me firmly under her right foreleg. This was followed by a flash of dark blue light, a tissue had appeared in mid-air, suspended by her aura, which snatched out of with her other hoof and held it under my muzzle.
“Spit it out!” She said calmly, but a little sternly.
I turned my head away from the tissue and her, but to no avail, as she just used it to bring my head back around to face her.
“Spit it out!” She repeated.
I shifted my gum into my cheek, “I checked it, it was still in its wrapper and it looked qui-”
“Moonlight, that is not the point, it has been on the floor with stars knows what else!”
“I’ve had worse.” I stated. If you count having to use slightly mouldy bread to make sandwiches with because mum forgot to go to the shops, and I’m still not confident with extremely crowded areas.
Luna closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Sweetheart, I understand that you have had to scavenge for a while, but you don’t need to now.” She opened her eyes and gazed down at me with what I thought was a sad exception, “You have a new home and family now.” She then put the tissue on the chair and began to cradle me. I struggled at first, but she had a firm, but gentle, grip on me, “And I made you a promise, one I intend to keep. And I just know my sister will support us.” She then looked to one side, and whispered something that sounded like, “She never gave up on me!"
She then picked the tissue up again and looked back at me with a small sigh, “Anyway, as your adopted mother, I am responsible for your safety and welfare, soooo… You are not to eat things that have been on the floor.” She said, moving the tissue back under my muzzle, “Now, please, spit it out.”
I tried to respond with ‘But you’re not, AND NEVER WILL BE MY MUM! You stupid cartoon rip-off of an equine!’, but, something gagged my voice box before I could say it!
I started coughing, and I tried hard not to swallow my gum. The next thing I knew, Luna had me facing away from her, and had her right foreleg around my middle while her other still held the tissue under my muzzle!
With one abdominal thrust, I spat out the chewed mess of gum!
Boy, she is strong! And that just felt like a really gentle thrust, considering my size.
Luna stared down at the tissue she was levitating in disgust.
“Oh, it just had to be one of these foul sweets!” She stated, not bothering to hide the disgust in her tone. She then floated it over to a bin that sat next to a potted plant in one of corner of the room.
“Moonlight, I don’t want you to go anywhere near these sweets, alright?” She stated after depositing it, “I do not approve of them; they are disgusting and bad for your teeth.”
Although I wasn’t really paying attention, my voice box was sour, and I felt a weird pressure building in my head, and it was severely getting on my nerves. I tried rubbing my forehead, but it was to no avail.
“Honey… are you alright?”
I looked up to her, still rubbing my forehead while giving a pit of a pained expression. Luna’s expression however was, concern? She gently squeezed me to her barrel, and I think I could see her eyes begin to water.
“Oh, Moonlight, I didn’t mean to hurt you, I-”
“No, no, no, you didn’t hurt me!” I cut in, while Luna breathed a sigh of relief, “It’s… it’s, just… Can we talk for a second?” I think it’s about time I found out what the hell is going on in my brain.
Luna just smiled down at me with half lidded eyes, “Like I said this morning, you can tell me anything that’s troubling you.” She began stroking my mane, “What’s on your mind?”
“More like, what’s in my mind!” I corrected, tapping my head with a hoof while trying to stop her from stroking my hair. But Luna stopped her strokes instantly, and gave me a curious, yet slightly worried look.
“What do you mean by, in your mind?” She asked.
“It’s this voice… or, something? I’m not too sure, but it-”
“Princess Luna.” Came the dull bored sounding voice, with a bit of a lisp, of the receptionist. A dark purple unicorn mare with a pink mane and bright blue eyes that sat behind large round black rimmed glasses. “Doctor Calm can see you and the little princess now. Room 3.”
Oh God! I just want to go home and have my real age and gender.
I have heard there are people much older than me, who for some bazar reason would love to be in this cartoon? Why I’ll never know, and I just don’t care enough to find out. But I most certainly DON’T want to be here! I just want to leave home, get away from laidback drinker of a mum and bratty little sister, and find someone somewhere, who will help me with my stupid A.S.D. problems, while working on the benefits. And then, hopefully, go and become an Ancient Roman Historian, like I’ve always wanted.
I was drawn out of my thoughts by Luna levitating me out of her forelegs and suspending me in the air while she stood up. She plopped me on her back (for a change, not that I was going to complain), then looked to the receptionist, “Thank you.”
She then looked back to me, “We’ll talk about this… voice, which you speak of, later.” Levitating the book, which she had left open face down on the nearby seat, in front of her, she marked her place with a dark blue bookmark that she suddenly conjured. And then stopped to face me again, “Unless this is something you feel you need to talk to Doctor Calm about?”
I scratched the back of my head in thought. “Probably not. I can’t really explain it myself.” Luna closed her eyes and sighed. She then leaned into me and brushed her left cheek against my right, which caused me to cringe away.
She looked at me with… I think it was a slightly sad expression. “Well, if you are sure. But we are going to be talking about it later. And if it gets worse before then, please, tell me.”
I just nodded in response, while casting my eyes down.
“That’s a good girl.”
Luna turned her attention back to the book she was holding in her magical grip. With a flash of blue light, the book vanished. She then looked back to me again, as I adjusted myself into a sitting position facing forward on her back. I had to admit, she was really comfy. “Now, just one more thing before we go in. What were you doing under chair that caused you to cry out?”
I blinked at her, “Umm…” I then pointed at my horn before answering meekly, “I had a try at using my…” I trailed off under the disapproving look Luna was giving me.
“Moonlight Eclipse. You are too young to be trying to control your magic! If you are not careful, or do not have full understanding of magic or what you are doing, the spell you use can have unintended, or even negative effects!” Her expression then softened, but into a more depressed one. “And especially with your… current condition. It is best that you refrain from trying to experiment around with your magic until you are of age and deemed well and stable enough to try.”
I nodded, and muttered an, “Okay,” but I seriously doubt that I will need to be worrying about that. One: because I’m fine, and just made a fucking mess of my situation, which for some reason they took seriously. Two: my Asperger’s Syndrome doesn’t make me unstable. It just makes me a little… unusual. And Three: I’m hoping to use this appointment to convince these loony-toon drawings (which I still cannot wrap my head around how all this can even possibly exist in the first place), that I am completely and utterly not a part of this cartoon.
As Luna began to trot down a small corridor towards a brown door with a brass plaque reading, ‘ROOM 3’, which she gave a quick knock, to what a masculine voice behind it said, “Come in.”
Complying, Luna pushed the open with a hoof and trotted inside while I observed my new surroundings. The room was the exact same colour as the waiting room. Except the differences were: this one was smaller, and instead of a row of chairs, this room had three large plush bright green cushions. Although, one was already occupied.
The occupant was a tall (probably not as tall as Luna) orange… ordinary pony? I don’t know if they have a specific name for equines without wings or horns. Wearing a black tie and white collar. He had ginger red hair that was starting to thin, while his eyes were bright blue. The picture on his backside was a golden stick with eagle wings and two snakes twisted around it (no idea why, though).
The stallion then bowed to us. “Princess Luna and Princess Moonlight.” he said, and then stood up, “It is an honour, if you would take a seat, and we can begin.”
Luna went to the nearest cushion and sat down on it, while setting me between her forelegs.
This was it! My chance to try and convince them that I’m not from this world.
