Her Starry Sky

This was it, as if all your worst fears and horrors when you started dating Luna had come true. Well, not the raping part at least, well...not yet. Back to a wall, your arms bleeding and your pants torn, and sweat pouring down your face awaiting your punishment. Lightning flashed across the sky followed by the boom of thunder rolling across the dark clouds. You knew why they were there, all the pain and emotion you caused taking shape and form right before your eyes. At the center of the storm, where the dark mists swirled in circles, seemingly the conduit for the feelings to channel through, was Luna.

“Why!? Why did you do this!?” Luna screamed at you, eyes literally alight with anger.

“No I didn't, you don't under- but I-” you stammer, trying to get your point across.

Before another word can leave your mouth you see the bright blue light and suddenly you are careening through the room from the magical blast fired at you. Flying back through the palace and crashing through a column, you slam into the wall with enough force to leave a crack. A sharp searing pain races through your nerves, and you scream at the top of your lungs as you fall down. Your wing falls limp, having broken your collision and itself all at the same time. You stand up, holding it, tears of pain and sorrow falling down your face. You didn't want for this to end up like this, you wanted to avoid this! You look at your wing, cursing silently, he caused all this, this was all his fault! Or was it? Had you not listened to him, none of this would have happened, you knew it was the wrong choice, and look where it got you! Despite the anger, a lone tear drops from your eye when there comes a motion from in front of you. You look up to see a infuriated Luna standing there, eyes white with rage. The very ground seemed to tremble with each of her breath, yet even as you yourself shook with unbridled fear, you saw it, a single tear falling from her eye.

“Get out, and never come back!”

Her hand glows white and she shoves it into your stomach and you could feel the power coursing through your body.

“HOLY SHIT!” you scream into the air.

You wake up with a start, finding your wing lodged in between the bed frame and the mattress. That explained the pain you felt. You sit up, rubbing your face and eyes, the stress from the dream still racking your body. What was that dream, or nightmare really, all about!? Why was Luna so angry? What did you do? What was it all about? Was it a vision? Was it all your anxiety surfacing in your sleep? It was so bizarre, last time you saw Luna you both were so happy to be together, and you weren't even at the Palace. After the fiasco with Tavi and Vinyl, and the train ride which seemed to be shortened as you caught up with your old friend, you made it safely home and fell asleep safe and sound. Another question that rang inside your head was: Who was “He” exactly?

You shake your head as you slide out of bed, stretching your wing since it still ached from being stuck. Slipping back into your Lazy Day slippers you make your day downstairs and start your morning routine: mail, breakfast, and of course, coffee- that blessed, blessed brown mixture that had awoken you to many a bright days. Going to your cupboard, you barely have enough grounds to make a single cup. Oh well, one cup is better than no cup right? Starting the machine up and placing your cup right under it to get the most out of it, you go to grab the mail.

Once again half didn't belong to you, the other half was bills, a subscription to a magazine, the paper, Hey the paper! Of course you read the thing for the comics in the back, and the occasional article on the hospital or your friends. It came around once a week, mainly due to the few happenings in Ponyville. There was one paper you used to read that ran for a few weeks, having all sorts of crazy stories about the people of the town here. Of course you recognized it as a tabloid, being from Las Pegasus and all, but this small town didn't react so well. You were curious about why it was the Canterlot Crier, what was that doing all the way down here, until you saw the headline circled in red with a message from Twilight.

“Read this article!” it said in her handwriting.

Grabbing your coffee cup and smelling the sweet brew, you take a drink and read over the article.

"Princess Luna has dinner date with unknown lover-WHAT!?"

You spit the coffee Pinkie style as you look to the article, complete with a picture of Princess Luna laughing with you back at the cafe. As you read it over, it quickly became apparent it was a outsiders retelling of your second date. Your “guard escort” private booth, her shouting, her laughing with you, the commotion from the kitchen staff that rose the anger of the Guards, and both of you mysteriously vanishing. Most of it was gossip style talk of how Luna was readjusting, but the majority of the article was speculations from the guests of the café as to who you were exactly. They claimed you to be a millionaire, a contest winner, an influential diplomat, a military hero, or a long lost descendant of one of Luna's past lovers. You shake your head and laugh at it all.

Man, wait until they find out.

You placed the paper down, planing to read more into it while eating your breakfast. Opening your cupboard, you look to see one of those spiders that Luna had brought to life right next to the CelestiO's! You knew those damn things lived in your house! With a scream that could rival Rarity's you smash the spider several times with your cup of coffee, not looking as you mash it several times in fear. When it was over, you open your eye to see a mix of coffee, broken china, cardboard, CelestiO's, and spider guts all over the place.

“Blech!” you sound in disgust.

You pull your hand back, and albeit disgusting, you admire your handiwork at what you did. Not only did you save your house from the clutches of that evil spider, sending it to a sugary and caffeine filled grave, you just smashed your breakfast and coffee cup all along with it. Ah damnit! You sadly look at the broken handle of what was your coffee cup and your lower lip quivers. Your mind boggles at the idea of how it was going to start the day right without a full cup of coffee and your favorite cereal? The insane and laughable idea of eating something else is quickly entertained in your head before you make the decision to head out into town and buy some more! Quickly putting on a different shirt, your favorite pair of shoes (also known as your only pair), and grabbing a bag to store everything you need, you set out into Ponyville to find your quarry. Stepping out into the sunlight you take one step and trip over a small body and crash onto the ground.

“Ow, what the? Pip?”

Looking back, sure enough that little boy was right under your feet, in a daze from being fallen upon and rushed by your large body. He comes to and looks over, somewhat red in the face, believing it to be his fault. You give him a smirk and stand up, brushing the dust off your clothes as he suddenly hands you a small bag. You take it with some confusion and open it up to reveal it's full of bits.

“What's this for?” you ask.

“Remember when I spent all my bits at the market ride?”

“Oh yeah.”

“I spent all week mowing lawns to earn the money to pay you back.”

“Wait you did!?” you say, astonished.

“Mom gave them to me to give back, she was very cross with me after what I did. Said if I was going to waste her money and your money, I was going to earn it back.”

“Ah, don't worry about it. Oddly enough I'm headed there right now.”

“Oh.”

You look to him, and the generous older brother in you gets an idea. Smiling you squat down and look him in the eye, reaching for a few coins in the bag and handing it to him.

“Because you worked hard to pay me back, I'll let you have five bits for the ride, alright?”

His eyes go wide as he looks at the generous gift you place in his hands. He couldn't believe what just happened, and instantly gives you a hug.

“Come on, I'll take you to the market.” you tell him as he lets go.

“Woo hoo!”

“Oh, by the way,” you say as you both walk off, “Luna sends her regards.”

“Huh?”

Kid knows what publicity means but not regards? “She says hi.”

“What!? Really?”

“Yeah, I was with her last night up in Canterlot! She said to send her favorite little subject her warmest greetings!”

“Favorite little subject! I'm her favorite little subject!?”

“Yeah-huh! Congratulations!” you say to him.

Pip squeals with uncontrolled joy. Probably would have ran off and told everybody had you not took hold of his shirt. Lifting him up to your height you say two words:

“Calm down.”

He gives a guilty smile and obeys. After a few minutes walking where it's basically you answering a barrage of questions from Pip, again, about Luna, you arrive at the market where he see's the kiddy ride and takes off. Good thing to, anymore questions and you would have ended up at the part where you and Luna made-out on the mountain. Given the only other option aside that was walking in on Vinyl and Octavia naked you were glad he tore off toward the kiddy ride on basically what has become the best day of his life. Rolling your eyes, you walk up to one of the booths and buy your illustrious CelestiO's. Putting them into your pack and paying with the bits Pip gave you turn around to leave. Out of your eye you catch a strange woman staring at you with familiar eyes. She quickly turns away, blushing when she notices you looking back at the and quickly disappears into the crowd.

Oh come on. I just got here and already people are starting to recognize me again!

Cursing your unwanted fame, you make your way to the dairy stand to get milk. Thankfully here there aren't that many people looking at you, in fact, most people don't even seem to notice. You breathe a sigh of relief knowing you had that one in a million that still noticed, and you now knew who to look out for. Buying the milk, you take a few steps when you come face to face with that same strange woman, who again blushes the moment you both make eye contact. Her light azure hair rings a bell, but then again, with the hair colors in this country, it's of no surprise. You raise an eyebrow as to why she's standing in your way, and all she does is giggle a little. Oddly enough you recognize that giggle for some reason.

“Hello, Gray Flame.” she says

“Hello, Miss. Can I help you.”

Your mind goes on alert as to how she knows your name. Then again, she might have known from when Pinkie told everyone, but still, the creepy level of this skyrockets. You give a nervous smile and try to play it cool. She recognizes this and gives another laugh, for some reason enjoying your discomfort.

“You eat CelestiO's? Aren't you a little old?” she asks,

“Yeah, I get that alot. Just something left over from my years as a kid.” you answer rubbing the back of your head, a little embarrassed.

Not my fault. These damn things are delicious!

Oh I know. I eat them too.

Your eyes instantly go wide at the voice that resonates in your mind. There is only one person who does that to you! Then it all hits you, the wings, the cyan eyes, she's wearing a light blue dress for crying out loud! The fact it didn't hit you like a train wreck nearly knocks you down. She sees the change in your expression and gives a smile.

“Do you know now?” she gives with a sly voice.

“Luna!?” you nearly yell.

She gets a frightened look on her face and quickly covers your mouth telling you to shush. No one else notices and the crisis is averted thankfully. After she is certain no one is looking, she takes her hand off and gives you a stern look.

“Of all people, why would you scream that out!” she hisses.

You completely ignore the question, “What are you doing here!?

“Answer mine first!” she demands.

“I'm sorry, suddenly I find out your standing there, no warning, nothing!”

“I can't show up to see my boyfriend every now and then!?”

“How would you react if I was to randomly show up at the Palace and-boyfriend? What?”

“Is that not the correct term for a male in a relationship?” she asks, somewhat confused.

“Well yes it is but-”

“Then what is the problem?”

“No it's, I,....You just... *Sigh* I give up.”

She crosses her arms and expects a answer out of you regardless.

“Ehh, nothing. You surprised me. How's that?”

She gives a small laugh: “That was the intention dear Gray Flames.”

“Ha ha,” you respond sarcastically, “So, if I can't call you, erm hmm...”

“What?”

You think on this for a few moments on how to continue this. If people hear this next conversation they might get suspicious. Meanwhile Luna is still expecting you to finish, then it hits you on what to do.

If I can't call you Luna, what do I call you?

Oh, that's easy! This isn't my first time doing this! Selenic Nights! Works every time!

Selenic? Isn't that an element of something?

Or something referring to the moon!

She put her hands on her hips and gave you an angered look. You smile nervously as she cools down and returns to normal conversation.

“So, what are thou doing here in the market?” she asks.

“Buying breakfast food, and bug killer.”

“Bug killer?”

“Remember those toy spiders you brought to life last year?” you ask.

“Erm....” she stutters, remembering back to the spider toss game.

“Yeah, those things invaded my house! Thank you for that!” you reply smartly.

Now it is Luna's turn to give a nervous, albeit apologetic smile. You narrow your eyes in anger as she looks around.

“I think I saw some over there. Come on!”

Before you can even protest she grabs your arm and drags you further into the market. For someone her size and physique, she is surprisingly very strong, capable of dragging you, heels in the dirt, for a considerable distance until you nearly stumble over and walk along with her. She takes you a small stand that is practically selling everything in existence to rid one of bugs: fly swatters, bug spray, mug nets, everything. You can only wonder how this guy fares with Fluttershy and the other animal people around this town. He is off reading the paper and doesn't see you both arrive as Luna starts going through the bug spray, grabbing three different brands as well as a pump. She plants them all next to the cash register with a force that knocks the vendor over.

“What's all this for?”

“Mix all these sprays in this pump and have Twilight enchant it with the same spell used to bring them alive and it should
revert them back to their plushie form.” instructed Luna.

“Huh? What are you talking about!?” came the vendor as he stood back up.

You swing in with the answer, “Remember those spiders Princess Luna brought to life last year?”

“Yeah! Those things resist everything! You gotta smash 'em to kill 'em. Might I suggest a fly swater?”

“No this works,” argues Luna

“Miss how would you know!?” asked the skeptical vendor.

“I made the things, I know how to get rid of them.”

“What do you mean you made-”

He takes a harder look towards Luna as she realizes her goof. He glances over to you and something clicks in his head. He snatches the paper up and looks at it, then back at you both your horror rising as he recognizes you on it. His face seems to lose color, his mouth opening trying to speak, but no words coming out. You turn to Luna, who is trying to figure out what to do.

“Nice going Princess.” you reply sarcastically.

She gives you a dark look and holds up two fingers and points them at the shocked vendor before firing a twin bolt of magic that strikes the fellow in his eyes. He falls down, knocking his head on a rack. A cannister falls over nearly hitting him on the head.

“There. Fixed it. Happy?” she snapped.

Not exactly. “By blasting him with magic!?” you point out.

“What, it worked didn't it?” she defends.

“Yes, but you can't go around blasting people with magic all the time!” you argue.

“Well what was I supposed to do? He was already figuring out who I was!”

“So you blast him in the face!?”

“I didn't “Blast him the the face”, I shot a memory-lapse spell at him.”

“You knocked him out!” you argue back.

“So it's a little outdated. I'm old!”

“Don't you have a library of thousands of spells up in Canterlot!?”

“I don't see how that's my problem.” she says with indifference.

“WHAT!?”

Before you can argue anything else there comes a low moan from the counter.

“Hey, who are you two?” came the voice of the vendor.

You look over to see him wobbling around, still not over getting blasted by Luna.

“Oh we're-” you try and start.

Before you can answer he is again shot in the eyes by Luna and falls over. You jump back and shield your face with your arms, not expecting that to happen.

“What was that for!” you yell.

“We don't need him in this!” she snaps at you.

“In what? This conversation? It's about you blasting him.”

“So?”

“You just did it again!” you nearly yell.

“Oh yeah,” she spoke, finally realizing her folly.

“How am I supposed to pay now?”

“Well, wait for him to wake up.”

“Wait for him to wake up? You can't be serious.”

“Should be only a few minutes. He did it before, he can do it again.”

She gives it with a innocent smile, and you sigh in regret. She gives a small giggle which catches your attention.

“What's so funny?” you ask.

“You.”

“Me? What I do?”

“You just argued with the Royal Princess.”

“So?” you ask, then it's your turn for a smack from reality, “Oh.”

She laughs as your eyes go wide, “Can you imagine anyone else doing such a thing. People will go out of their way for both me and my sister? You meanwhile just did what most people fear to tread upon.”

She was right. Anyone else would fear the Moon, Tartarus, or some other fate only a highly irate Princesses mind could come up with.

“Heh heh, guess I did.”

She gives you another smile. You find it amazing yourself. Just two weeks ago the idea of doing what you just did wouldn't have crossed your wildest horrors, the nature of it would have made your hair stand on end. Now, just here and now, you not only yelled and scolded her, you treated her as if she was normal.

“I guess that is kind of funny.”

“Just don't ever do it again.” she warned, her face showing no emotion.

“That's not funny.” you say, fear retaking your face.

She gave a small laugh and hugged you as a groan came from the fallen vendor. The man woke up again, not remembering either of you. The whole fiasco over, you pay, and walk out with what you need, you noticing the moment you leave Luna's holding your hand. The shock runs through your veins and jumps your heart. You clutch it warmly, the same velvet feeling, once so alone and cold, now warm and inviting. You give a smile as you continue to walk around the market, not even shopping, just walking. Once again the disbelief that you were walking next to Princess Luna, of all people, put you beside yourself. There was no royal all, no defense of authority. She was walking next to you as if it was a normal day thing. Glancing over and seeing her smile and enjoying herself made you beam with joy and pride. Others looking on at you would never have thought that a Princess was walking next to some social recluse, to them it was a couple in love and nothing more. There couldn't possibly be a thing to ruin this moment, as if you could be that lucky.

“I forgot how peaceful this town could be.”

“Usually is. If you don't count giant star bears, Discord, those evil bugs, and an angry Princess.”

She shot you a quick, dark look, you barely managing to stifle a laugh. She scoffs at what you said, giving you a slight elbow to the side.

“Well, if you're lucky, you can see the town break out into song.”

“What?”

“Happens about once a week or so. Somebody starts a song or something, and the whole town practically breaks into a interpretive dance and song. Kinda amazing.”

“Amazing. I wish such actions would happen in Canterlot every now and then.”

Then it happened, just as you feared. Somehow you knew something would come along and ruin it and sure enough there was. It was a voice calling your name from afar that catches your attention as well as Luna’s. You turn to see Rarity and Twilight walking up towards you, and, in Rarity's hands was the newspaper.

“What did I do now?”

“Is that Twilight and Rarity? Cool!... that's the correct term, right?” asked Luna.

“Yep. Right term.”

Rarity walked right up, ignoring that Luna was standing right next to you and gave you the most generous of hugs you've ever received. At the same time, it caught you completely off guard. You stood there stunned looking to Twilight for a answer, who instead was laughing at your reaction to Rarity.

“Did I do something?” you ask.

“Did you ever!” she exclaimed happily letting go of you.

She shoved the paper in your face, and both and you Luna look to see the snapshot of both of you sitting at the café the other night.

“Does that picture make me look fat?” asked Luna.

Twilight raised an eyebrow but Rarity had all attention towards you. You looked at it blankly, not knowing what she wanted out of you. You looked back up to her with a puzzled look on her face and shrugged. She gave a sigh of disgust and pointed to you, specifically the vest and outfit you had on.

“Yeah, that was a damn fine piece you gave me.”

“Oh you have no idea! Someone recognized it as one of my works and I have a dozen orders in wanting vests and outfits just like that one!”

“Hooray?” you say, not exactly knowing how to react seeing as fashion and clothing weren't exactly your thing.

“Yes, yes, yes! And for helping me out I want to give you 25% of the deal!”

“Whoa, Rarity you don't have to-”

“Oh I insist! Wearing something that even I would not wear and get those results!”

“Wait, you sent me with something-”

“Male clothing, Sorry. But look what it did, and what's it brought you!” she spoke, trying to please your anger.

Celestia-damned element!

She's only being generous.

I know! But I don't-

So why don't you take it? What have you to lose?

I kinda feel like a dick when I do stuff like that.

She is giving you part of something you helped her sell. Why would you not?

Because I-

“Uh, is there something going on between you two?” asked Rarity, interrupting your trains of thought

You come to realize that the small conversation you were having in your head and you were suddenly facing Luna, and of course you were making all the facial expressions that go with it. You could only imagine what it would look like on the outside.

“Yeah, Gray Frame. Just who is this?” asked Twilight.

Both look towards you with piercing inquisitive looks. Granted you knew why, seeing as how you were dating Princess Luna and here you were with some random girl, but even here it was obvious! You both look at them with a dull look. It didn't take you that long, and these two had been friends with Luna long before you.

“Who do you think?” you ask.

“Hello.” said Luna.

The two looked to Luna, or Selenic Nights, Rarity's eyes going wide before Twilight caught on. Both were completely speechless while you and Luna stood there, smirks on your faces.