Her Starry Sky

“Okay, I think I know what I did last night, but did I drink anything?”

The bed was huge, and included a canopy of state that hung above it. The room you were in was probably as large as your house, and the decor cost probably twice as much. Darkened interior, purple drapes hanging over huge stain glass windows. Actually, everything in this room was some shade of purple, blue, or some variation of the two. Large french doors leading to a veranda overlooking what appeared to be Canterlot. A massive, and ancient, oak vanity beside a walk-in closet was off to your left. Several wardrobes and large mirrors dotted around the room.

The fact you knew what most of these were meant you spent way too much time with your mother furniture shopping. The only thing you seemed to recognize was a blue couch sitting before a TV stand, with giant screen TV, and every console you could think of before it. There were also several holes in the wall behind the TV, and a fade behind it showing that something much larger once stood there. Someone apparently got very angry at the result of their game. Still the question needed to be asked out loud.

“Okay, why am I in my underwear and T-shirt?”

“Must you speak so loud?” came Luna's voice.

That nearly made you jump out of the queen sized bed you were sitting in. You looked over to see her trying to sleep quietly next to you, rolling over and pulling the covers her way.

“Sorry Luna. Wait Luna! What are you doing here!?” you shout.

“This is my room dear Gray Flames. I can sleep in it if I want!”

“Oh, this is your room.”

There comes a small laugh from Luna, but you more or less ignore it. In hindsight, the whole room should have made that obvious from the start. What with everything being her colors and all; plus waking up after passing out near Luna in a strange room should have made it obvious.

“Meh, someone got it right.” you say to no one in particular.

“What?” asked Luna, turning around to look at you.

“Nothing.”

You looked toward Luna, and tried your best to stifle a laugh, failing as some of it came out. Luna raised an eyebrow at you while you fought to control it.

“What do you find so funny?”

“You.” you giggle.

“Me? What about me!?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Have you seen yourself in the mirror?” you got out through laughing.

Luna again looked at you confused meanwhile you had broken out in full on laughter. Every time you had seen Luna she had been the very picture of elegance, grace, and beauty. Not even Rarity could live up to that, and her Sister paled in comparison on your basis. Now seeing her like this, containing yourself was paramount. Starting off the show was Luna's hair; messed up looking like someone had sicked a rabid cat on it, shooting off this way and that, and all the while her starry mane flowing looking like some rabid jellyfish thing. There was one single roller in her hair in front of her face, and the dried drool smeared across her face, it was too hysterical to not laugh. As you rolled around in the bed, holding your sides from bursting she levitated a mirror from a nightstand and looked at herself and gasped in shock at her sight. This shot your enjoyment of the subject to new levels as your reared back, pointing and laughing at Luna's embarrassment.

“Stop laughing! This is most unfunny!” she demanded.

“Yeah right! I have never seen you like this before and it's hilarious!”

Slowly, you start to recover, sitting up, tears rolling down your face when it gets struck by a hard by a soft object. You fall to the cold marble floor. Your vision is blinded by a sea of darkness, and as part of the projectile falls onto your tongue, you savor the flavor.

“Blueberry!”

Removing some of the pie from off your face you climb to your feet and look through the filling and crust to see an angry Luna standing there wearing nothing but blue panties and a sapphire lace nighty. Your eyes, however, are drawn right to where it counts on her chest.

“Nice view.” you comment, eyes not moving.

Luna goes red in the face, her eyes following yours right to her breasts. You could almost hear the feral growl coming from Luna as she spreads her wings and looks at you with a fury only a Princess could pull off.

“What are you so angry about!? I'm in my underwear and covered in pie!”

“Thou shall regret mocking our looks! Prepare yourself for thine wrath as we shall not be merciful!” she shouted in her Royal Canterlot voice.

“You're going there over that!” you shout back, your shout weak and minuscule compared to her's.

“Yes! We have went there!” she spoke.

You quickly grab a pillow, the closest thing to a weapon in your vicinity.

“Bring it!” you say cocking it, the pillow literally sounding like a shotgun loading. What the heck does she put in these things?

Out of the corner of your eye you see a object flying toward you at speeds unimaginable. Reflexes created by dodging dozens of books from Twilight, and mannequins from Rarity that one time you ripped a dress allow you to easily leap over it as it impacts onto the stone floor. You look down to see it is a pillow in and of itself. Looking back up to see Luna with a vortex of swirling pillows around her, eyes white with rage. Accepting the challenge, you flex your wings and take off toward her. She uses her magic to toss two more pillows at you, unknown to her are your skills, anticipating her moves and dodging each one.

Wings spread eagle you appear before her, Luna's eyes sparking with the white hot anger erupting from her. You raise your fluffy weapon into the air ready to strike, her arms cover her face from the assault. A grin spread across your face as each wing grabs one of the pillows swirling around Luna. Flapping hard, you smash her with a double barrel blast knocking the concentration out of her, then finish the job with your original feather filled projectile right to the face. Three for 1 the Princess of the Night was down for this count.

You are barely able to recover when you are smacked into the wall by a pillow. Sliding down, you see a flurry of cushions of all sizes flying toward you. Dodging three from the shotgun blast, you kick one back at the original owner, striking her in the chest. The wind is knocked out of her, combined with her Canterlot voice apparently being on, nearly knocks her over you, but holding ground, she squares off for a fight to the finish between bed head and pie face. Luna struck first firing three pillows at you. You manage to have her miss the first shot, but the second struck your shoulder, the third impacts right in your stomach.

You fall from your fluffy impact towards the floor while Luna hovers above you, the pillows swirling around her like some ancient mage. Narrowing your eyes and leaping up, she quickly strikes you down with another feather missile, but unlike before you expected such an attack using its force to slingshot your own right at her feet, knocking her off balance mid-flight and quickly rebounding, you meet her eyes frightened stare with a victorious glare before knocking her to the floor with enough force to shake the castle.

You look down, your adversary laying on the floor, her eye slowly looking up towards you as you flap your wings above her in victory, using one arm to cock the pillow yet again ready to fight. Her hand glows blue and as you smile you hear the sound of air and look just in time to be struck by a large couch cushion. Slamming up against the wall with enough force to fix the crick in your spine that Ursa Major caused last night, the cushion drops revealing Luna ready for round two. She points toward you, her hand glowing with magic.

Suddenly wrapping itself around you comes one of Luna's bed sheets. Try as your leg might, it won’t come off. With a wave of her royal hand Luna sends you slinging around the large room, increasing with speed with every rotation. Then suddenly, you stop, looking up to see the doors to the veranda opening and you catapulting out of it at break neck speeds. It must've been Luna's magic on the sheets as they stretch like a giant rubber band as you go further and further, you locking eyes with the Staff Sergeant who keeps popping up all over the place

“Morning! Lovely day isn’t it?” you greet him.

“Stop following me!” he snaps.

With that, the Elastic sheet pulls you back into the room. This is your chance, positioning yourself and riding your wings on the air stream you gain control and raise your pillow ready to fire. You can see Luna, hovering there, firing pillow after pillow, the soft missiles easily being dodged by your skill only for them to circle back around your target and flying back toward you.

The Force is strong with you. Luna's thoughts echo in your mind.

You'd be surprised how many Pillow Fights I got in with Octavia.

The distance closing you prep your pillow for the strike. You designate her head for the target of choice and adjust your flight path. You smile at your overly detailed planning of smacking her in the head with a with a pillow until both of her comfy weapons rocket toward you at high speed.

We have you now!

Ha! Barrel roll!

You thank video games as you skillfully spin through both pillows and land another blow right to Luna's head, the constriction on your leg released as her power again wanes from your attack. You take a moment to catch your collective breath while your body recovers from the adrenaline until thunder booms behind you. Rising from the depths is your nightmare ready to face off against her own burning defeat. She raises a pillow up from behind her, ready again to use magic to win the battle at any cost. Sick of her “cheating” you tap deep into your skills at weather as a Pegasus and with a skilful movement of your wings you have your own pillow floating in midair through air currents flowing over it. She raises an eyebrow impressed and you smile smugly ready to go.

She grants the wish and sends the pillow, it itself pulsating with her power toward you, you yourself launching the pillow with hurricane force winds at her, both pillows meeting in the center and colliding with a shock wave that rattled the windows. The energy sparking off Luna's magic is enough to create thunder, while your wings create gale force winds, something you didn't even know you were capable of doing. Luna throws in her magic while you work the elements, each to gain the advantage, both to defeat the other. You can feel the strain as your wings burn with the strain of trying to keep up with Luna. At the same time, you can see her sweating, having underestimated your own force of wind. Hoping to gain an advantage you move closer, simultaneously so does Luna. Within seconds both of you are face to face, squaring off trying your hardest to have the other fail.

“Princess! Time to get up! Oh my!”

Everything stops right there. Both you and Luna look to the door of the room to see an elderly woman enter, only to be standing there shocked at the sight that beheld her. From her dress she appears to be a maid of sorts, the Lunar emblem adorned around her neck pointed out the obvious. Her face is blank seeing the destroyed room and the both of you floating up there in the middle of an epic pillow fight. She smiles awkwardly and slowly backs out the door.

“I'll check back in a few minutes, okay deary?” she speaks with a nervous wave goodbye.

The maid quickly closes the door and screams in fear. Luna goes red, mortified at what she has done, you: no different. At the same time you look around expecting something to happen; this was a fight wasn't it? When nothing does you quickly grab your pillow and strike Luna in the face.

“Noooooo!” she screamed as she fell to her bed.

“Ha! I win!” come your cheer of victory.

With a whiplash your leg is suddenly struck by the sheet again and it tightens ready to pull you down.

“Oh come on!”

With that you are dragged down to Luna's bed along with her. Within seconds you are both staring off again, ready to fight. She stares at you, eyes white in fury, but this time, instead of a growl, its a giggle? Its quiet then she is suddenly laughing, her eyes losing its energy as she looks at you unable to control herself. She rolls off of you bursting at her sides this time.

“What?” you ask.

“You should see your face!” she yelled out hysterical as you were when you first saw her face.

She quickly hands you a mirror, but unlike Luna, you crack a small smirk. The remains of the pie is smeared all over your face, along with it are dozens of feathers from the fight, your face quite a sight. You join Luna laughing as the door creaks open and the maid from earlier enters.

“Is it over?” she asks afraid.

She is met with the sight of both you now laughing together on Luna's bed.

Fortunately for Princess Luna her maid was skilled in cleaning up such messes and had the room back to its perfect state in seconds, not even breaking a sweat from it all. You meanwhile have washed the pie and feathers off your face and have taken to put on some actual clothes. Those “clothes” were basically your uniform from work. That included a dirty, scratched up pair of slacks, and your jacket, which had several large holes in the back, and the right sleeve was torn. You didn't even want to know what happened to the radio, and well, your belt was fried from your lightning attack against the Ursa. You shiver as your body remembers the pain you felt from the attack, but you shake it from your mind and walk out of Luna's bathroom and see her sitting at the Vanity brushing her hair.

Princess. What would you expect?

“What was that?” came Luna.

“Nothing! There anything else I can wear aside this?” you ask her, showing off the remains of your clothes.

“Well, there is my closet, but I doubt any of it you would find appealing.”

“Yeah, I'm not Blueblood.” you answer looking at her walk in room/closet full of dresses and other outfits.

You give a sly smile as you remember Rarity's revenge on that stuck up Unicorn not too long after the Gala. The papers were flooded with images for weeks, but that thought was quickly cast out of your mind as your stomach growls.

“Yeah, I don't remember the last time I ate.”

“Did we not stop at a cafe yesterday afternoon?” asked Luna.

“Yeah, I don't remember much of yesterday for good reason.”

“Well, you’re in luck Flamey!” said Luna getting up from her vanity, “Breakfast is ready soon!”

“Oh yay-wait! What did you call me?”

“Flamey? Why? Can I not give you a pet name?”

“Flamey? Ahh, that's what my mother called me!” you groan

Luna giggled a little before her eyes got an idea: “Yes that's it! We should visit your parents today!”

“What!? No, no, no, no, no! Besides, they live in Las Pegasus! That's a long trip from here!”

“You forget I am Princess of the Night! We should be there by midday at the latest!”

“Awe, but I don't wanna show you to my parents yet! They don't even know we're going out!”

“Well it will be a wondrous surprise for them!”

“Do I have a say in this?”

“You're dating the co-ruler of Equestria. What do you think?”

“Yes?” you try giving the biggest hopeful smile you could bring.

Luna gives you a flat look and rolls her eyes, scoffing at your idea.

“Great.” you lament.

“Oh It'll be fun! From what you say I'm sure your parents will love to see you doing so well! Now let's hurry! Tia likes to eat all the donuts and muffins first!”

She bounds off down the halls, you in tow at about half the speed. Your mind running through the scenario that will play out upon arrival at your parents house.

“Hi Mom! Dad home?” you're gonna say.

“Gray Flames! Oh sweet Celestia you're home!” she's gonna cry and hug you.

And I'm going to get embarrassed right in front of Luna. Then Mom's gonna remember.

“Why yes! He's actually home for once!”

“Funny now that I'm gone he's home a lot more.” you're gonna comment.

“I know dear, he hates that fact too. But you're here now so I guess it's not that bad! Actually, why are you here? It's unannounced and sudden?”

Then I'm going to go: “Mom, remember Princess Luna?”

“Why yes! She's one of our co-rulers.” she'll respond.

“Well, Mom, I'd like to introduce my girlfriend: Princess Luna!”

“A thousand greetings Madam! It is our honor to meet you!”

What the!?

What? I will be! Is that not what I should say? Too formal? I didn't use the Canterlot voice!

GET OUTTA MY HEAD!

You can hear Luna laughing from up ahead. Grunting out your frustration you pick up your pace, the power of hunger slowly beating the power of your anger. Rounding a corner, Luna magically opens a door revealing a elegant banquet hall with a table that stretched a good quarter mile. Stain glass windows, chandeliers twice your size, gold leaf trim, and white marble finish. Of course that was nothing compared to the buffet that laid before you that was piled high. Every imaginable type of breakfast food from glorious bacon to delicious fruit was all out ready to eat. Pastries from the simple doughnut to the Napoleon Danish, to the object that made your eyes go wide with amazement and wonder: CelestiO's! Luna looked back and smiled, amused at the bewilderment that was written across your face.

“Why do you have so much food out?” you speak in amazement.

“Well, I don't really know. Been like that since we defeated Discord all those centuries ago.”

“Centuries! Oh yeah you're old.” you say.

Luna casts you a dark look which you take with a smile. As you walk past to sit down she rolls her eyes and goes to a large blue chair that was obviously hers. You rigidly pull one of the chairs when it is surrounded by magic and quickly shoved back in.

“Don't be modest Gray Flames.”

“Am I allowed to sit next to you?”

“Did I not give you a blow job last night?”

“That's true.” you remember.

Seeing that there was only one option far worse than that, you sit down in the chair next to her and quickly pour yourself a bowl of CelestiO's ready to chow down on the breakfast that had eluded your stomach for so long. Finishing with the milk you grab the spoon ready to eat when you hear the doors opening and with a lazy yawn walks up Celestia, dressed in a pink poofy bathrobe. Apparently she had just gotten up since her hair was just as messy as Luna's when she woke up earlier. You try double hard this time from laughing in fear of getting into a fight with Celestia, knowing that fight would likely end in banishment to the moon. She takes a sip from her cup of coffee and sits down before you two, not noticing you, her eyes closed from sleep.

“Good Morning Sister!” said Luna happily.

“Good morning Luna.” Celestia responded cheerfully.

“... Hi.” you say with some hesitation.

She casts one tired eye at you before spitting out her coffee in your direction. Still sharp from your fight with Luna you quickly duck under the incoming brew as Celestia and Luna start to yell.

“I thought you brought him home!” she yelled.

“I did bring him home!” replied Luna.

You slowly raise your head back up and looked at the two: “Am I in trouble?”

“No Gray Flames. You just caught me off guard. Welcome to the Canterlot Palace.”

“Sooo... I can eat right?” you ask, glancing back to the steam rising off the wall from the coffee stain.

Man she likes hers hot!

I'm the sun Princess. What did you expect?

“Ah come on!” you groan.

Both Luna and Celestia laugh at your predicament as you give a leer of disgust to both of them while sitting back down in your chair. Luna is quick to hug you, hoping to give you some comfort. You accept it, but are still sore over the fact that your thoughts are no longer private to you. Taking your spoon you begin to eat while Celestia and Luna talk.

“So, what are you two doing today?” asked the elder sister.

“We're going to meet Gray Flames parents!” answered Luna excitedly.

“Woo hoo!” you sarcastically add in.

“Oh that's nice. Who are they?”

“Uhh....” you stammer remembering your parents, “My Fathers name is Silver Storm. He's CEO for Silver Lining LLC. Investment-Stock company.”

“I've heard of that.” said Celestia.

“Yeah. Many people have. My Mother's name meanwhile is Divine Flare and she's a Unicorn. She now manages three banks in Las Pegasus. How I became a Pegasus is beyond me but I failed genetics.”

“Has it been a long time since you've seen them?” continued Celestia.

"Yep. Been about a year since I've seen them. They don't know about Luna and I, so this is gonna be fun.”

“Yes this will certainly be a interesting homecoming for you!” smiled Celestia.

“You're telling me.” you lament.

“You come from a rich family?” spoke Luna with some interest.

“Didn't I tell you that?” you ask her back.

“I do not recall. I remember you saying they were never around that often.”

“Oh yeah. How else did you think they put me through a private school in Canterlot for 6 years though?” you say as if it was obvious.

“Interesting.” remarked Luna.

“Well, the Chariot is ready to fly at any time. Gray Flames I'm sure you'll love the flight. I know Twilight always did.”

“Yeah I kinda like flying without having to fly.” you say, thinking to several balloon rides you've taken in the past before your thoughts fall onto exactly what she said: “Wait, which one!? Because if it's her scary one that won't end too well!”

A lightning bolt cracked in the background as Luna snorted in anger: “It is not scary! It's styled in the ancient Gothic design of the Lunar sages of times old!”

“Yeah! That's the scary one!” you rebuttal.

“Oh this will be a most interesting day I can tell.” giggled Celestia as the two of you started to square off yet again.