Magic Mishaps

by DX-1118 C

Ze Princess of ze Dreams an ze Neight (Black-light)

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Endure” Luna said, “Endure the pain and live

Black-light had continued screaming for three minutes past the point when Luna said those words, but luckily dream time passes faster than normal time. This was also in the middle of the day, so Luna didn’t really have much to do, considering she would normally be asleep during the day. She was surprised to find a pony of Black-light’s age asleep at this time, and even more surprised to find him in the state that he was in.

The minds of the comatose are usually still and empty, with not a thought passing through their minds. There are always a few exceptions, but those dreams are usually such a twisted mire, that even she had a hard time understanding them.

Black-light’s mind was empty, not hollow, but void of the imaginative fantasies that she usually finds. Even those who don't dream have something within their subconscious, but this was different. Odd, and cold were the feelings and thoughts that lingered, as if every thing the individual had ever seen could only be intriguing, no emotion and no care.

Luna was looking for something to indicate what sort of pony she was going to be dealing with, but the thoughts were locked up pretty tight. She couldn’t even find a name in here. She would instead have to wait for his agony to end to find the answers she wished.

Two hours later

Two hours. Two mental hours (which could be translated to five minutes real time) was the time of agony. Luna knew that this one was lucky, since others could suffer for months (which also could translate to five minutes). She approached the still body for observation, but his mind struck against her, launching her away from Black-light. He passed out in his own mind.

Another hour

Luna had conjured up a game inside Black-light’s mind, and began to play with it. She summoned two Luna copies, and was currently playing chess with herself, while the other clone just looked upwards. Luna1 currently had the upper hand, and original Luna was sweating.She knew she had zero chance to win, and her clone knew this. Just two turns, and it would be over.

“Art thou prepared for defeat? Surely thee knows of the inevitability of thine defeat. Give it up, and thou shalt be spared the humiliation of defeat!” Luna proposed, an act that irked the original Luna.

“Methinks thou art mistaken,” Luna began, “thee hath overlooked one simple fact. A fact that shall become thine undoing.” She tried her best to unnerve her opponent, who was not reacting at all. In fact, she was quite smug about what was happening,and knew there was nothing her opponent was able to do.

“Thee jests! Thou hath no strategy to defeat us! Give it up.” The clone had Luna pinned in a figurative corner. Luna was about to go and flip the table as her clone reached out towards the chess piece. Luckily for her…

“Oh hey, you’re still here.” Black-light woke up!

“Our apologies, fair clone! It would appear that our attention is needed elsewhere!” Luna’s horn glowed, and the first clone disappeared, although it was unclear what she had been doing. “No! Wai-” The second clone was unable to even declare her checkmate, as she too disappeared. “Greetings, subject! We, as the princess of the night, are here to-”

“I saw what you did to those clones, and I must say, I’m unimpressed. You could have simply switched the board, or played a trick on them or something. *yawn* Well, whatever. Who are you?” Black-light was delirious, and didn’t recognize Luna at the moment. “Oh, hello Princess. You’re still here.” He deadpanned.

Luna was blushing furiously, not being too happy about being seen at the mercy of herself. That, and being the receiving end of the stare Black-light was using. It reminded her of the stare Starswirl the Bearded used to give her when she would flip the tables on him. “You behaved so predictably, you ‘sore loser’” he teased her. Black-light knew that most royalty would have him killed from teasing them, but he cared none. If Luna wanted him dead, then whatever.

“Thou hath seen nothing!” she stuttered, and tripped over herself. “Twas merely an illusion! Perhaps thee should check thine eyes.”

“Aren't we in my head?” That was both a response to her question and a question he wanted a definite answer to. The whole situation was unknown to him. One, if this was a dream, and Luna was really here, this would be fun. Two, if this was some twisted illusion spell, things will end badly. All he had to do was ask a question that only the real Luna would answer in a particular way that no illusion spell that would hope to hold him for long would ever think of answering. Luna was stunned, so this would work perfectly. “While you’re like that, would you like something to drink?”

Luna was very confused, helping Black-light understand this situation better. “What?” she asked, blinked a few times, and shook her head. “We are in thine dream, nothing thou offers us here would even sate out thirst.” She sighed and looked onward. “Thou art like a plague of our mind, we can’t think straight.” Her eyes shot open once she realized what she said. “We apologize! We don’t know what came over us.” She looked away, and Black-light giggled.

He knew what happened to her. Everyone that is in contact with him for too long will inevitably start to call him names and such, because of his ability to distract people. It is actually humorous. That is, until some people just try to hurt him because of it. “It’s okay, Princess. I have that effect on peo-ponies.”

“Nay, it was out of place for us to-!” Black-light interrupted her. He felt like he was treading on pretty thin ice with the princess, but he didn’t want to waste any of her time. He guessed it was the middle of day or something, since he had been in agony for so long. In fact, he didn’t know how long he was out to begin with! His turmoil was translated to the environment, like the last time, and it changed from the oh-so-familiar purple to the orangish red. The color didn’t seem to fit in with anything, and felt alien to his mind.

He didn’t like it.

“Um, yeah. Could you get to the point? I’m just gonna just keep distracting you if you don’t.” Black-light said, although his thoughts drifted around the landscape,  which started pulsating.

Meeting Princess Luna was nice, and it was more than most people of the fandom would ever hope to see. He felt like he didn’t really deserve this, though. He didn’t really like ponies all that much, but it wasn’t a hatred. It was like his reaction to general people. There wasn’t a single person he would openly go over with to be around, but he wouldn’t distance himself from them. Considering ponies, both the show and the stories, are kinda weird, and he didn’t really want to be around them than need be. “We art here to-”

“Sorry about this, but could you talk normal?” Black-light clasped both hooves over his mouth, and the princess was slightly amused by this. “I’m really sorry about that. I don’t really know why I said that out loud.” He stammered, as the princess just looked at him. Black-light sweated a little, which made a waterfall appear behind him in the terrain.

“We understand what hath-have happened. Th-you. Cannot keep th-your. Thoughts in th-your own.” She was clearly having a hard time speaking normal, but she was making more progress in one minute than he had seen in three seasons. Bravo to her. “AH! Forget it!” She stamped her hoof. “We shant get our point across while speaking as such!” Theatrics.

“Oh, come on.” Black-light teased her. “You were making good progress.”

“Nay, you are such a distraction.” Luna looked at the mindscape, which is now calm. “What?” She asked herself.

“Simple.” Black-light answered. “I got calm.” He nonchalantly waved his hoof around. then inspected it as if it shouldn’t be there. While still looking at it, the grey pegasus continued. “That, and you made me so proud of you, learning thine modern dialect so quickly.” he teased her.

“What do you-” Luna paused for a moment, and listened to her voice. “What?” she mentally tripped and flipped. ‘When?”

“Oh, come on. This is your magic. Think about what the dream walking spell does.” Black-light poked her ear with a mental command. “Oh, I can do that, too? Cool.”

“The bleeding effect?”

“Your spell, I only thought of what it might be. I didn’t really know. I just have inexplicably acquired information on slightly nonspecific things that may or may not exist in this world.” He waved his hoof. “One of those things being me knowing why you might be here. Anyway, you could call me… Oh crap.”

“Oh… Crap?” the princess tilted her head to the side, in obvious confusion. “What?” Black-light racked his brain a few times, which made the mental terrain a little wobbly. If not for being so confused that she would act out of character, Luna might have noticed. Suddenly, Black-light had an amazing thought, that qualified him to be the next Einstein (and a few pictures of a laughing Pony Einstein appeared on the terrain), and he checked his flanks. He saw a scroll that looked like it was clipping masked with a thundercloud. “...Storm?”

“Storm, you have the strangest mind I have ever seen, and I have seen quite a few minds in my life.”

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