The Night will laugh forever!
Author's Note
A story I wrote for the cover image over on Derpibooru. I fleshed it out a bit more, made it more of a story rather than the quick little one off I made over there. I hope you enjoy.
First night
Luna trotted into the old castle. He said to be here, in the tallest tower, as soon as I can after sunset.
She looked around, trying to push the bad memories of this place out. She had to wonder why he chose this place over any other. Though she would later admit, she probably should have used more caution. Especially as she reached the top of the tower.
She glanced around the empty room, before turning to leave. Suddenly, she found her front hooves above and behind her head, and a gag in her mouth.
"Mmmff? Nnnngh!"
Her screams were well muffled as a laugh echoed around her.
I was tricked!
"Hello, Luna." Discord appeared from thin air before her, a wicked smile spread across his face. "I think you know very well what’s going on. I have just one question for you. Where are the Elements of Harmony?"
Luna was about to respond against him, but something clicked before she could. Or rather, couldn’t.
She was gagged.
Even if she wanted to scream it out at him, all that would come out were muffled noises. Slowly, the reality of the situation dawned on her; He didn’t want information, or the Elements.
He wanted her to suffer.
"You won’t tell me? Fine. I guess we have to do this the hard way." He snapped his finger, and a feather appeared in his claw, and a cuff appeared on Luna’s left hind hoof and tied itself to the ceiling. Her eyes went wide, as the feather approached her suddenly raised hoof, and his tail moved to the joint between her torso and left front leg.
She didn’t have a chance to struggle between when her hoof was lifted, leaving her balanced on just one hoof, and when he started the perilous torture.
She tried to pull away, but the ropes holding her were tight enough to prevent her from maneuvering enough to get any relief. All she could move was her head, which she lashed as much as she could.
"Nnnnggh! Nnnnnnnngh!"
Discord laughed at (with?) her. "Princess, I would have never imagined this would be so much fun! Mind telling me now, where the Elements of Harmony are?"
She let out another muffled scream, trying to tell him she would, but her message wouldn’t get through.
"You know…" His eyes narrowed with clear excitement. "The night is still young…" He moved his face inches from hers. "And I can make this more fun."
After pondering what he meant for a moment, Luna remembered when he first got hold of her and tortured her;
Celestia was right in front of her, and after she turned around and started towards them, she suddenly slowed to a speed that made a snail going up hill look like that comic character of recent times. (Filly-second? Yeah, that sounded right)
When she finally got halfway, she slowed to a crawl, before moving in reverse.
That’s when Discord explained what was happening. "We’re in a pocket dimension where time is at my beck and call. Forward. Backward. Fast. Slow. I get to do what I want with time in here. A second is an eternity."
It felt like she suffered for a million years before Celestia finally got to her.
"Oh, Luna." His voice brought her back to the present. "You should have spoken up by now."
I tried! Stop messing with me! At least stop pretending and let me laugh freely!
"Because now you have to deal with…" He snapped his fingers, and three objects appeared, all of which made Luna’s eyes widen. "… these."
The first was an object that looked to be a handle with self-moving hairs. She recalled that somepony called it an "electric brush."
The second was a collar that, in the past, had spread a magic ink that, wherever it spread, made her twice as sensitive. Something else she would like to forget.
The third was a can, no doubt filled with his most devious creation ever; a gas that forced anyone that inhaled it to relax their muscles, and made them push into any torture instead of pulling away by instinct.
Without halting the torture, he maneuvered the brush to her right side, the can in front of her face, and strapped the collar around her neck.
Her only thought as she breathed the gas was, Oh…
Celestia was cautious in her old castle, not just because of the traps, but also because she didn’t want Luna to see her.
Since Discord was reformed, the two had a tendency to slip off unnoticed. She glanced around.
She spoke under her breath. "If I wanted to do something private, where would I go?"
She looked around before looking through a hole in the ceiling.
At the tallest tower.
The most secluded place.
As she approached the top of the staircase, she overheard a sound. She took a careful glance and saw something that confirmed what she heard.
Discord and Luna. Cuddled up, and asleep.
She smiled, amazed how the two beings that once sought little more then a friend had found a life companion in each other.
She turned around and trotted down the stairs.
As soon as she reached the bottom, her mind snapped back to her body.
Front hooves above and behind her head, right hind hoof lifted as high as it could go, and a gag silencing her rather effectively.
What the-
"Did you think you could slip away that easily?"
Discord and Luna were both smiling at her in a sadistic way.
What are they up to? Are they trying to overthrow me?
"Oh, sister. If you wanted to join us, you only had to ask."
Join what? At least they aren't against me.
"So, Celly." Discord snapped his fingers, and a feather appeared in his claw. "Are you ticklish?"
Her eyes went wide. W-what? Tickling? That's what they were up to?
"Oh, she very much is." Luna was by her right side. "Trust me…"
She stretched her front hooves above her head, and restraints appeared, forcing Luna in a pose that mirrored Celestia’s.
"… it’s fun." A gag found it’s way into Luna’s mouth, as a couple of collars appeared and fastened around the sisters’ necks.
Oh, I know, Luna. I know.
While she would never admit it normally, she already knew how fun getting tickled was.
She first discovered her liking of the act after a fight. She lost, and as a result was tied up and tickled all over. When Discord released her at last, she had to consider why she was so excited at the thought of it happening again.
While she had been tickled a lot later, she never felt quite the same way. She had asked her guards to tickle her as much as possible, but was never close to satisfied.
Now that it was Discord again, perhaps...
Her blush could have meant a number of things, but her smile was hidden behind the gag.
For a brief moment, she was concerned about their royal duties. Then she remembered pawning off all such duties to Twilight. Twilight wouldn't complain about a chance to learn, especially about how to rule, and duties that come with royalty.
Discord snapped his fingers again, and a number of tickling tools appeared, including feathers, brushes, disembodied paws and claws, and even two cans that had his "Discord Patented True Torture Poison," one aimed at each of the sister’s faces.
"Oh, and did Lulu ever tell you about my pocket dimension?" Celestia raised an eyebrow.
Oh? Is this going to make my night better?
"No? Well, it’s a small area where I can control time in, with everything else unaffected." He leaned in close to her.
"And we’re in it right now."
Her widened eyes were probably taken as fear, rather than the excitement it actually was.
