Back in the kitchen, Brown was left in a state of constant torment as the noon drew nearer and the morning would soon cease to be. He needed to think of something, fast. He stood in place rubbing his temples with his hooves in an attempt to rub some concentration into his mind, but not a thought would arise and alleviate his problem.

It didn’t help that a strong breeze came in, sending shivers along his spine and nearly freezing him to death. Good heavens, how is he supposed to make cereal in this cold? However, this may be just exactly what he needs. Cold cereal? How could he have been so naive? Of course! There are multiple kinds of cereal, and he was only focusing on one! Hot cereal was the answer.

He prepared a bowl of oatmeal easily, sprinkling it with raisins to help give it flavor and adding several dashes of sugar to enhance it overall. Oatmeal is quite an astounding dish, where it can be sublime or submissive to the taste depending on how it was prepared, and with a few final touches Brown is sure it shall be the former. Add together a cup of coffee and his own secret ingredient kept in the pocket of his coat and the meal was finally complete and fit for a princess.

Finally the meal was served in front of Princess Luna who was waiting ever so patiently and may finally reap the rewards. Brown stood aside, ready to garnish the dish had it not been up to the royal standards. Luna lifted a spoonful of the mushy substance to her mouth, however once it was in she became immediately distressed and was waving a hoof at her face rapidly.

“Princess, are you alright?”

Being of proper table etiquette, Luna refused to spit out her food but she could not resist trying desperately to cool her face off with two waving hooves.

“Ah, it’s a bit hot.” Brown acknowledged. “I apologize, here, drink this.” And he lifted up a cup of coffee which Luna levitated to her lips with urgency and sipped at immediately. She then lost control of her magic and spilled the cup across the table as her face grew a disturbing shade of red.

Brown was wigging out now, he screwed up big time. In a last ditch effort, he pulled out his secret ingredient and uncapped the bottle of it and held it up to Luna’s grasp. Desperate, Luna took it right away and drank from the bottle heavily. It was liquid so should’ve helped out, so Brown calmed down a bit. Then he noticed the label on the bottle and ducked down.

It was hot sauce.

Luna couldn’t hold it in anymore, she opened her mouth to spit out the food right out in such a filthy and unsophisticated manner. But the moment her lips were parted her maw opened itself wide and flames erupted from it. She looked up so that no great damage would have occurred, but the flames enveloped the chandelier hanging over the table. Luckily this discharge did not last long and after a couple of seconds it had all ceased. The light fixture above the table glowed red with heat, and the candles that were once extinguished were now lit, combining with the natural light of the day pouring in through the windows to illuminate the room greatly.

Luna had calmed down a bit and looked around to chastise Brown for this little incident, but didn’t see him nearby. He better have gone back to the kitchen to make up for this.

Author's Note

I'm not saying Luna looks great, but she is smokin' in this chapter.