A Nightmares Love

The sun was warm as it shone down upon Joseph, casually lounging about on a piece of furniture on his room’s balcony. He laid with a set of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and his hands interlaced behind his head. Despite the breathtaking view and the shades he wore, his eyes were closed as his mind wandered freely.

The serenity of the environment was nearly enough to make Joseph fall asleep, which would surely lead to disaster. A surprising amount was used as Joseph concentrated on letting his mind wander freely. Though, it would always come full circle, switching to mental imagery of a familiar black villain.

A sigh escaped his lips as he cracked open his eyes. In his hands, was the letter she had wrote for him a few nights ago. Nothing life changing was held within its paper confines, and would’ve normally been discarded without much thought. Except when looking at the letter, a smile would continuously cross his lips as his thoughts turned to her once again.

Subconsciously he unfolded the quaint note as his eyes ran over it. “Sweet dreams, Nighty” her voice echoed in his head. While he couldn’t recall any recent dreams, he found himself constantly awaking every morning with thoughts of his four-legged counterpart.

Joseph laid back against the sunbed with a sigh, all he could think about was her. What was the matter with him? Why was he so infatuated with her, considering she was outright rude and inflicted bodily harm upon him. Joseph couldn’t recall feeling this way about anything, or anyone for that matter since coming to Equestria, let alone back on Earth.

A soft chuckle escaped him as he recounted his time spent with the pony villain. Risking severe injury, just to say sorry for starting off on the wrong foot.

The stuff I do…

Joseph sighed quietly he continued to think to himself. That night was the last time he saw her, due to both of them being ‘employed’ by the Princess of the Sun herself. Though it was a stretch to call menial tasks a form of a job, Celestia had her rules about containing persons of interest under her roof.

Over the soft din of music playing in the room, the sound of soft hoof-taps reached his ears. The door gently opened, followed by delicate metal hoofsteps on the marble floor of his room. Turning slightly, Joseph squinted hard to see into his dark bed chambers.

“Joseph?” An angelic voice called out.

“Out here, Nighty” He replied, a soft smile gracing his lips as he continued to look into the room.

Angelic? Where’d that come from?

Joseph’s gaze returned to the breathtaking view before him, as the hoofsteps came to rest near his side. Slowly his scanned back over to see nothing but empty air. Confusion crossed his face as he peered back into the room through squinted eyes. His eyesight adjusted slightly, showing the tall, lingering shadow of the dark alicorn.

“I’m pretty sure you’re not a vampire,” He started with a smile, “So I don’t think sunlight is going to kill you.”

A huff escaped the villains lips, before she tentatively waved a black regalia-clad hoof out into the sunlight. Almost immediately, a loud hiss emanates from the mare as she quickly retracts back into the shadows.

Joseph chuckled and shook his head. He noted the looks of a toothy grin upon the features of the dark mare, as she slowly left the safety of the dim room.

“Hello Nighty.” He said with a smile, his eyes locking with hers.

Nightmare Moon’s grin widened as her serpent pupils constricted in the bright light, “Good-day, Joseph.”

She stopped just to the right of the plastic sunbed Joseph laid upon. Delicately she sat back on her haunches, her eyes moving out over the mountain side before them. Without much thought or control, Joseph’s hand mused the longer tuft of fur on her chest. His fingers danced along her dark coat, drawing circles and random patterns. His one handed ministrations elicited soft gasps and groans of appreciation, that had seemingly fallen on Joseph’s deaf ears.

Turning to the mare, any train of thought came to a screeching halt as a smile crossed his features. Nightmare Moon had all but turned into pony villain putty in his hand. Her large, serpent like eyes were unfocused and staring off into the distance, while her bottom lip was clasped between her teeth. A slight tinge of red crossed her cheeks, as his eyes scanned her, he could’ve sworn he saw a hind leg softly tapping the ground.

The sight of the villain was enough to earn giggles from the human, which almost immediately sobered up the mare and pulled her back to reality. Pupils dilated slightly, before serpent eyes with a gaze of a flaming daggers met Joseph’s eyes. A raging inferno of red crossed her face, as her muzzle scrunched up in a pout. Retaliation was quick, as a large black wing swatted the now guffawing human.

Nightmare Moon had turned away and began pouting as Joseph’s fit of laughter began to die down.

“See, the sunlight isn’t so bad.” Joseph commented, trying to cheer up his villain and control any further outbursts of laughter.

Nightmare Moon “hmmphed” and turned away farther, refusing to meet his gaze as she turned her nose up.

“Aww, Nighty. I didn’t mean it,” He tried to reason in the most sincere tone her could, “But you just looked so cute.”

The Queen of the Night visibly tensed, but held fast on her facade against the human, who was almost blown away at the words that left his mouth.

Joseph had turned to Nightmare Moon, and was rendered speechless at her current state.

“Alright..” He said, standing quickly and wrapping his arms around the mare much to her surprise. Joseph had managed to swing himself around her shoulder in a half hug, the momentum pulling Nightmare Moon to her hooves and towards the door to the room.

“C’mon, I’ll make it up to you inside, I don’t want to burn out here.” Joseph added.

Nightmare Moon remained silent, though her blush didn’t fade much. While she did her best to pout and be stubborn at her human’s expense, she couldn’t deny the enjoyment of grasp upon her.

Where was this coming from? Why do I enjoy his touch so much?

In a flash her thoughts were running wild, as she attempted to reason the whole situation and her appreciation of such closeness to her friend. It wasn’t until she realized she was leaning into his grasp, that she was pulled back to reality. Their walk together was short, as Joseph had pointed them towards the couch in his study.

Nightmare Moon did her best to play off any emotions and hide her blush. Joseph sat down on the couch while Nightmare Moon closely curled up next to him. While very improper for a mare of her stature to be seated as such would’ve been normally frowned upon, and previous learned manners were shoved to the side as she leaned against Joseph.

“Are we better now?” Joseph asked with a grin, looking up at the mare next to him.

“I suppose.” Nightmare Moon replied in a defeated tone, that was contradicted by the smile growing on her lips.

Before Nightmare Moon could pursue any guilt tripping conversations, the sight of the all but destroyed study finally registered to her. Books had been made into a makeshift stand, for a large, black rectangular object.

“This is new.” She spoke, “Some kind of modern art?”

Joseph chuckled, but was cut off as she continued on, “I don’t exactly get it. Though, it seems like anything is passed for art now. Back in may day-”

Joseph could only stifle his laughter.

“-Art made sense. Proper paintings, murals and portraits and such. But alas, how the times have changed.”

Joseph managed to contain himself, which was met with a questioning expression from the mare looking down on him, “It’s a TV, Nighty.”

Her expression didn’t change as he momentarily hummed in thought, “So, imagine it shows plays and pictures on it, I guess.”

Nightmare Moon scoffed, “Preposterous. It is all but black, how can it show anything. It looks as though only a few tomes could fit inside of it, though it can show whole plays and pictures?”

Leaning over, Joseph scooped up the remote before hitting the power button. The screen flashed, followed by “dancing ants” and the sound of static. Slowly the images of a pony news channel came to, only to fade out again, the static cut by distorted voices. Having already had enough of the unpleasant noise, Joseph quickly shut it back off.

Nightmare Moon was in a state of awe as she looked down at the human, “Are you god? Do you possess magic?”

“Nope, just the wonderful powers of technology.” Joseph said with a laugh.

“How incredible. You all but made something from nothing.” She added, turning her attention back to the black rectangle.

“Eh, this stuff survived the jump from Earth. It doesn’t exactly mesh well with pony technology.” Joseph spoke.

In which Nightmare Moon immediately followed up with, “Show me a play.”

“They’re called movies, and it’s about the only thing that works.” Joseph retorted.

“So be it!” She giddily commanded.

“I guess…” Joseph sighed, but remained seated next to the villain.

Nightmare Moon widened and shimmered slightly as they met Joseph’s, “You said you would make it up to me..”

Joseph suddenly stood, surprising the dark mare, “Alright then honey-bunny, if you want to watch a movie, we need to acquire snacks.”

A blush returned to Nightmare Moon’s dark cheeks as she slowly stood and stretched like a cat, “Does this mean raiding the kitchen again?”

“That it does, Nighty,” Joseph smiled widely, “That it does.”

By some miracle, Nightmare Moon and Joseph had managed to slip into the kitchen went unnoticed. More surprisingly was the kitchen being devoid of anypony, save for the two intruders.

“I guess they’re out on break, or something.” Joseph commented, quietly entering the kitchen with Nightmare Moon in tow.

“Convenient.” Nightmare Moon softly hummed.

Silence settled over the kitchen as Joseph began to rummage through the cabinets and pantry as quietly as he could. Nightmare Moon chose to stand and watched the human with a quirked eyebrow.

After a few more minutes of silence, Nightmare Moon cleared her throat and spoke, “May I ask what it is we’re trying to find?”

“Popcorn.” Joseph retorted, moving from cabinet to cabinet with no success.

“Popped corn? As in corn on the cob?” Nightmare Moon asked, obvious confusion in her voice, “Leave it to ponies to consider that a ‘snack’.”

Chuckles emanated from the cabinet Joseph was buried in, before he exited and stood to face her, “It’s not exactly like that. It’s just the kernels, you heat them up and they pop, then you put butter and salt on them.”

“Interesting.” She replied, attempting to envision the process.

“I could be lying, I don’t know how it’s made.” Joseph said with a smirk, before returning to rooting around the cabinet before him.

Nightmare Moon scoffed and rolled her eyes before occupying herself with glassware on the island in the center of the kitchen. Held in her magical grasp, Nightmare Moon inspected a decorative glass, engraved with fancy designs of flowers.

Joseph continued on his quest, opening up the next cabinet when hell all but broke loose. As soon as the cabinet door was moved, pots, pans and glassware came cascading out in an avalanche. The cacophony of banging metal and shattering glass echoed throughout the kitchen.

“Eep~” Nightmare Moon squeaked, startled by the sudden sound. The decorative glass piece in her grasp met the same fate as she lost concentration, smashing upon the marble counter top.

“Son of a bitch.” Joseph muttered, standing calf-deep in broken glass and cookware.

Nightmare Moon sighed, “Shit.”

Joseph’s eyes widened in surprise as he turned to look at his pony counterpart. Before another thought could occur the kitchen door flung open as two royal guards burst in.

“Halt!” Identical guard on the right yelled.

“It’s the fuzz, Nighty, cheese it!” Joseph yelled as he dove over the island. Nightmare Moon hissed loudly and reared back as she charged her horn for teleportation. Her blue aura encasing Joseph mid-air as it encased him, as is spread over her own body.

“Oh no you don’t.” Called the regal voice of Celestia, whose golden magic interrupted Nightmare Moon’s spell.

Joseph let out a shriek the blue aura around him dissipated. Little effort was used as Celestia caught him in her own aura, before righting him next to Nightmare Moon.

“Trespassing and destroying my kitchen?” Celestia commented calmly, her eyes surveying the damage and the two delinquents before her, “Sounds all too familiar now doesn’t it?”

“Celestia, it was an accident.” Joseph retorted, doing his best to sound regretful.

“Oh was it?” Celestia asked, her voice changing in pitch as a smile crossed her lips, “You’re telling me you aren’t ransacking my kitchen?”

“Nighty wanted to watch a movie,” He spoke, “So we came to get refreshments.”

Celestia noted the pet name as she replied, “A movie you say? Twilight had mentioned that you had some in your possession.”

Nightmare Moon began inwardly groaning as The Princess of the Sun continued, “You do know kitchen staff can assist you on your endeavors, right?”

“Well where’s the fun in that?” Joseph asked, losing his regretful tone.

Celestia hummed softly, “Regardless, you’ve once again destroyed glassware belonging to my staff. What do you suppose we do to rectify this?”

“Uhhh…” Joseph trailed off.

“How about an invite to tonight's movie night, along with Luna, Twilight, and maybe Cadence and Shining Armor.” Celestia said.

“Can we piece everything back together by hoof, while using gum to hold it together?” Nightmare Moon spoke up in a sarcastic tone.

“Let me think.” Celestia paused for a moment, “Negatory.”

“Fine, I’ll accept the deal.” Joseph sighed, as Celestia’s smile widened. Nightmare Moon growled, sounding like the mix of a zombie and someone drowning.

“Splendid. Say, six o’clock?” The Sun Princess asked.

“I suppose.” He replied.

Without another word, all of the pots and pans were engulfed in Celestia’s golden aura and placed back into the cabinets. The glass that was once shattered was reformed, and returned to their designated spots. The ease in which everything was fixed up in did not go unnoticed by the Human-pony duo, who visibly deflated at the sight.

“What was it that you were looking for again?” Celestia asked.

“Popcorn.” Joseph plainly replied. Celestia maintained eye contact as the cabinet closest to them on the island opened up, as a box floated out.

Nightmare Moon and Joseph both groaned, as the human all but collapsed against the villain. Hearty chuckles left the solar monarch as she turned to leave the kitchen.

“See you then.” Celestia called out in a sing-song voice amidst her chuckles.

Joseph found himself on the couch in his study, leaning against his equine counterpart, who was casually flipping through a magazine in her magical grasp. Nightmare Moon laid upon her side, while Joseph propped up her upper body. Lazily his head rested against her neck, as he attempted to occupy himself in his own magazine.

It was hard to concentrate while being in a mildly intimate position. The heat of her body, the soft breaths that she took along with her steady heartbeat derailed train of thought Joseph had. He couldn’t lie, he enjoyed his current position.

Nightmare Moon on the other had found herself boiling under the surface with rage.

Of course she’d want to come and ruin my time with him. Leave it to Celestia, trying to butt herself into everything…

Though try as she might, she simply couldn’t distract herself with the magazine. The only thing keeping her from going into a nuclear meltdown was the calmness of her human. Nightmare Moon couldn’t help the smirk that worked its way onto her lips at the thought of him. The way he fidgeted attempting to get comfortable, his head resting against her neck. Besides their plans being interrupted, Nightmare Moon was in near bliss.

A soft sigh left the human as he set his magazine down on his chest. His eyes wandered over everything, double checking a mental list for the night's activities. Before him on the coffee table were snacks and refreshments of all sorts. Several chairs, a smaller couch, and an extremely large bean bag-like mat was acquired. Oddly enough, Joseph found himself marveling at the item, wondering if it was a pony-size equivalent or just another unique piece of Equestrian furniture.

His gaze flicked over to the clock, five-fifty. Another sigh left him as her turned and stood from the couch. Slowly he began rearranging the study as Nightmare Moon’s eyes followed him. The couches were butted together forming a slight ‘V’, with a chair on each on. Joseph dragged over the bean bag chair in front of the couch on the left, before moving the table over for easy snack access.

Taking a final look around, her prepped the television along with the movie, before unceremoniously collapsing onto the bean bag chair. He laid limp as Nightmare Moon chuckled, lowering her head to rest upon his shoulder.

Joseph turned towards the dark pony, “You know you can come down here. It’s pretty comfy.”

Nightmare Moon grunted softly, her eyes closing as she nuzzled into his shoulder slightly. She was content in not uttering another word, enjoying the peacefulness of their shared silence. Her ears swiveled slightly, listening to Joseph breathing softly as he laid gazing at a painting on the wall.

The serenity was short lived, as knocking on the chamber doors shattered the silence. Neither of them flinched as the door opened, as several chatting ponies made their way in.

“We’re here for movie night!” Luna exclaimed excitedly, looking around the room for the hosts.

Joseph smiled while looking at Nightmare Moon, before patting her on the neck and sitting up, “Over here.”

“Huzzah!” Luna called out again, leaping onto the couch next to Nightmare Moon.

The lunar villain smiled, “Good day, Luna.”

“Good day to you too, Ms. Moon.” Luna replied with a matching smile, getting herself comfortable on the couch.

Joseph stood, greeting Celestia, Twilight, Cadence, and Shining Armor. Nightmare Moon moved herself down to the bean bag chair, lying on her side and leaning back against the couch. Twilight sat properly next to Luna, the two cuddling up on the couch together. Cadence and Shining Armor did the same on the neighboring couch, as Celestia happily took the recliner.

“Make yourselves comfortable, indulge in the refreshments, blah-blah-blah.” Joseph said, securing the lights and blinds over the windows.

“What movie are we watching?” Cadence delicately asked, already reaching for a bag of chips.

“A movie from my planet, one that I hold near and dear to my heart.” Joseph said, “Pulp Fiction.”

The room came to life as everyone hummed in thought, and envisioned what a human movie could hold.

“I’ve been allotted five questions for tonight,” Twilight started, earning giggles from everyone save Nightmare Moon, “What is the film about?”

“And I quote,” Joseph started, “Vincent Vega and Jules Winnfield are hit men with a penchant for philosophical discussions. In this ultra-hip, multi-strand crime movie, their story line is interwoven with those of their boss, gangster Marsellus Wallace; his actress wife, Mia; struggling boxer Butch Coolidge; master fixer Winston Wolfe and a nervous pair of armed robbers, ‘Pumpkin’ and ‘Honey Bunny’.”

Everyone paused for a moment, visualizing the plot of the movie, before Joseph quickly followed up with, “I.e. gratuitous violence, drugs, sex, foul language and guns.”

Luna, Nightmare Moon, and Shining Armor audibly cooed at the new definition as Joseph back around to everyone. Quickly snatching up the remote, he grabbed a drink before flopping down on the bean bag chair with Nightmare Moon. He reclined against her side, subconsciously wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

The sounds of the movie had drowned out Nightmare Moon’s gasp, and in the dim light her blush was concealed. She was drawn away from her inner thoughts as Joseph stole the bowl of popcorn from her with a smirk.

Nightmare Moon sighed happily, leaning back into the couch as she was drawn into the movie. Enjoying the feeling of her human counterpart by her side.

“That was…” Shining started.

Before his wife all but screamed, “-Amazing!”

“The best part had to have been the diner scene.” Cadence continued.

Luna sat up and puffing out her chest slightly, “I thought the overdose scene was quite entertaining.”

“None of that made any sense.” Twilight spoke in disbelief, “Why wouldn’t they just make the movie in chronological order?”

“I found when Butch and Marcellus clashed was the best part.” Celestia added to the conversation, which earned surprised glances from everyone.

Nightmare Moon grinned widely, “I liked when Marvin got shot in the face.”

Shining was beginning to look a little green around the gills, “It was a bit-graphic” he spoke, attempting to control his turning stomach.

“What’s the matter pony-boy?” Joseph asked with a wide smile, “Can’t handle a little blood? Or was it the basement scene in the pawn shop?”

His eyes fluttered as he went limp against the couch, eliciting a sigh from Cadence, “Party pooper.”

“Well it’s gonna be great to see him when we watch Full Metal Jacket.” Joseph commented, turning his attention back to Twilight, who was still in a state of awe.

“Yes, well, it is now considerably later.” Celestia said, standing and stretching, “But I must retire to my chambers. Thank you for the invite, Joseph, we all have to get together for another movie night soon.”

Realizing the room was darker than it was before, Joseph cast his gaze towards the clock, which read nine o'clock. A chorus of ‘good-nights’ emanated from the study as Celestia vanished in a bright flash of magic.

“As much as I’d love to stay and watch another movie, I’ve got to get sleeping beauty back before he yaks everywhere.” Cadence spoke, gesturing to a now snoring Shining Armor.

“As well as us.” Luna stood and stretched, carefully guiding Twilight with her who was still trying to wrap her head around the movie, “Thank you for the invite. Please, let us have another movie night again soon.”

“That can be arranged.” Nightmare Moon spoke, cutting off Joseph with a smile.

The room fell silent as the two couples hoofsteps grew distant. Joseph sighed, leaning back against Nightmare Moon.

“So did you enjoy the movie?” He asked, looking over at the still smiling Nightmare Moon.

“Of course.” Nightmare moon replied, “Anytime I’m with you it’s enjoyable.”

Joseph’s heart did a flip in his chest as he was rendered speechless. His shocked gaze met Nightmare Moon's eyes. The slits of her cat eyes were now dilated as they reflected the room. This was the most he’d seen her smile, and her gaze showed pure joy and something else he couldn’t place.

Nightmare Moon began to stand, leaving Joseph on the floor. She carefully stretched, before circling in front of him.

“Joseph, there’s-” Nightmare Moon paused, her gaze averting as she fell silent, searching her thoughts, “If it’s not too late for you…” She trailed off.

The human smiled, but noted her apprehension, “It’s only nine, the night’s still young.”

Nightmare Moon smiled, and blushed slightly, “Do you mind if-if I show you something?”

“Sure, Nighty.” Joseph replied softly, the lunar alicorn’s cheeks flushing again.

Seemingly revived with new energy, a smile grew on her lips, “We’re teleporting, hold your breath!”

Before Joseph could react, the world went white.

When the world came to, Joseph found himself lying on his back on the cold marble floor of the castle. The last minute suggestion had helped immensely with teleporting, Joseph no longer feeling like he was going to die after such an occurrence.

“Are you alive?” Nightmare Moon spoke, laughter echoing from her.

Joseph smiled and chuckled, “A little more of a warning next time, huh?”

Nightmare Moon nodded as Joseph stood. Wordlessly she moved over to the corner of the room. Joseph followed behind her, softly walking across her bed chambers. He couldn’t remember ever being in here, but it was amazing.

The walls were a mixed color of dark blue and purple. Paintings of planets, and galaxies and night skies covered the walls. Statues held priceless battle armor, weaponry, priceless porcelain and artifacts. The furniture, tapestries, and rugs looked ancient, likely being as old as the castle. A massive four post bed with large, maroon curtains sat against the far wall, set up much like his room.

The room was extremely decorative, fancy trims and etched designs were put into the marble throughout the room. Upon the ceiling, was the most breathtaking portrait of the night sky. It took effort to tear his gaze away from such an amazing sight. Near the balcony doors, sat a telescope, along with a desk that was covered in sketches of constellations and the sky.

Soft giggles met Joseph’s ears, “Over here.” Nightmare Moon spoke.

Carefully he made his way over to the dark alicorn. She stood before a large glass case that held magnificent royal regalia. A tiara, necklace, and horseshoes much akin to Celestia’s were held inside. They were different though, a light cobalt blue, precise swirls and decorative marks adorned the pieces of metal, expensive gems were placed identically to Celestia’s. Though, instead of marks of the sun, there were crescent moons that matched Nightmare Moon’s cutie mark.

“Upon my return, I was given these.” Nightmare Moon started, “Ideally they were supposed to be a goal, a gift, for when I was declared good, not evil. A year into my rehabilitation, and no progress was made.”

She paused and took a breath, “For the longest time, I viewed this as a cruel joke. My salvation lying mere yards from where I slept. Literally the last thing I saw before sleep, and the first thing I saw when I awoke the next morning. I found myself content, wallowing in my own self misery.”

“That was, until you came along.” Nightmare Moon added, locking her eyes with his, “Like anypony that got close, I pushed you away. Yet, by some miracle, you kept coming back. Slowly, we grew closer, and going to bed and waking up became much easier at the thought of being able to spend days with you.”

“I used to dig myself into a hole, thinking about never being reformed, and never wearing the ‘pure’ regalia. I don’t haunt myself with those thoughts anymore, I’ve discarded the thought of being that Nightmare Moon in which everypony envisions. For all I care, that metal-ware can be discarded in the lava pits of tartarus. The only thing I care about, and what they envision me as, is you, Joseph. As long as you’re around, nothing else matters. Not Celestia, the guards, nobles, nothing. Everypony else, can join the regalia in the lava pit for all I care.”

Nightmare Moon sighed aloud, her eyes shimmering slightly. The defiance and emotion in her voice had soaked into Joseph’s thoughts. It was like the weight of the world had finally been lifted off of her shoulders. She talked like a new mare, new life seemingly breathed into her.

She only cares about me...Nothing else…

“Nighty, I’ve been lost on my journey through life in Equestria. I thought I was truly alone on an alien planet, up until you came into my life. I’d be lost if you weren’t here to be my partner in crime.” Joseph said, his eyes meeting her’s once more. Her pupils were the largest he’d ever seen, not even close to resembling her serpent like eyes before. They shimmered in the pale moonlight, as he saw what looked to be tears slowly trailing their way down her cheeks.

“Nighty, I-”

Joseph’s world went white. All brain function had ceased, his heart stopped, frozen in time. Air was caught in his lungs, every muscle in his body tensed. Every hair on his body stood on end as his heart, ever so slowly began beating again. Though it felt like it was doing somersaults as he regained control over his body and senses.

It was then, as the world came around him came back into focus, that he felt the warmth, and gentle touch of lips upon his own. His eyes refocused before him. Nightmare Moon leaning in, her lips dancing delicately against his. Joseph’s mind kicked into overdrive, as he carefully returned the dance in earnest.

In an instant, it was over. Nightmare Moon pulled back as Joseph’s eyes opened, a look of awe plastered across his face. A goofy smile spread across Nightmare Moon’s face, as a deep red blush spread across her cheeks. Her eyes fluttered open, locking with his in a half lidded gaze.

“I don’t know why, but every time you’re around, my heart feel funny.” Nightmare Moon said, placing a hoof over her chest, “I want you to be mine, and nothing more.”

Joseph affectionately took her hoof, holding it in the grasp of his hands, “Nightmare Moon, sweety, that’s probably a heart attack.”

Nightmare Moon scoffed loudly as she leveled a deadly glare upon her now claimed human, “I’ll show you a heart attack.”

It was said that anypony up at that time heard screams echo throughout the castle. A large search was conducted throughout the premises, but a source was never found.