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    Circuit Hooves and Luna get to bucking in a dream.     
                     -by Golden Touch-                     
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          Chapter one: "no more fantasies please"          
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Chapter one: "no more fantasies please"
“Tesht number 10... So far, za matter de-rot device haz been showing much promise in testing. It haz successfully returned most vegetation placed vithin za chamber vith only von out ov ten fruit and/or vegetablez failing za Equestrian official quality test, post de-rot device usage.”
The grey stallion looked at his machine. It was very similar in appearance to a water cooler, the difference between the two was that the jug was not in place and instead it appeared to be a giant glass dome. Instead of the two red and blue handles that indicated the different temperature settings, there was a single black button.
“This tesht iz to see if za invention can handle za de-rotting ov...” He used two plastic latex covered hooves to pry open a lid to a container that was black and had a orange label on the the top with the bio-hazard symbol on it. It was a large container and must have been air tight as when he opened it, the near silent sound of air being sucked in to equalize the pressure could be heard. The foul stench of rotting fruit almost immediately assaulted his nose.
“Guuhh...” He used his horn to pinch his nostrils closed and his eyes closed for a moment before he finished his sentence.
“A vater melon.” He used his hooves to take out a very soft, seemingly deflated and brown water melon. It was shrivelled and leaking juices from an unknown source somewhere on the outside of the melon.
“Previous tests regarding za uzage of a regular melon and a cantaloupe have suggested zat zare iz a shmaller chance zis vill work zen ozer fruit and vegitablez due to za mass of za fruit. I have deshigned za de-rotter to be able to handle such large masses, however it sheems to have problems making za larger fruits become edible for a reason I am close to pinpointing. I am going to place za vater melon in place and power up za machine. Did you get all zat?”
The stallion looked over his shoulder to a purple mare with a darker purple straight cut mane with a pink highlight and a slightly darker purple highlight that was darker then the rest of her mane.
“Why can't I help you? You know I could be a better service you know then just the mare who writes everything you say down.” She said sounding like she was feeling undermined. She had two small green plastic corks placed in her nose as to prevent the smell of the decaying fruit from reaching her nose.
“Nonsense, Zis iz your purpose in zis experiment Princess. I understand za roll of ashsistant is demeaning in vays, but I vill not allow someponey who haz no experience in za art of mechanicz and magineering.” He said. “Besidez, even if you did understand my field of vork you vould not know how to read my countriez symbolization on blue printz.”
“Can I at least suggest something?” She asked sounding like she was becoming a little agitated.
“Yes, you can.”
“Maybe before you start you could try adding more magic first to the magic converter?”
The stallion's eye brows raised at za suggestion.
“Hmmm, perhaps zat vould vork. After all...” He put the melon down onto a sterilized table and thought for a moment. “I have been putting in za shame amount of power into za converter. Perhaps I...” His eyes opened wide thinking it over in his head. “Of coarse! No vonder it did not become edible completely, because it runs out of magic to use and finishes part vay through za process.”
He turned to look to her and said. “Glas'calov mizz Sparkle. Let's give zis a go.” His horn created instead of the normal unicorn magic field that was typically a bright, coloured aura. This stallions horn did not glow but in fact the horn and the air around it darkened. He walked over to the machine and stuck his horn into a cone shaped slot in the side of the machine. The machine first beeped and was brought to life. His horn stayed inside for another five seconds.
“Zare.”
His horn withdrew and using his magic he picked up the water melon and opened the glass panel to the dome and closed it with the melon inside.
“Beginning test at...” He looked out the window which the moon was up and high up. Just looking to it gave him a comforting feeling in this situation of excitement and doubt. He looked at the moon and the position in relation to the position it was in earlier and what time it was then. His brain quickly came up with a time based on the moons position. “Nine thirty-seven at night.” He turned his head back to the princess who looked at him slightly curious why he was looking to her.
He sighed feeling like he may regret doing so but felt she deserved something for finding a possible solution to his problem. “Twilight, vould you like to activate za machine?” He asked.
“Really?” She said surprised in being asked such a thing.
Few have entered the home/laboratory that was this stallions home. Mostly anypony that did enter was somepony he worked with, he wasn't one to ask for help often but knowing he was going to need an extra hoof he asked her seeing she had a respect for things that were sophisticated and complicated. Most of her other friends were another story.
“Yes, I see it only fitting you get to activate za machine seeing how you figured out vat must be za solution to zis problem.” He said begrudgingly. He stepped aside from the machine and said still without any smile or frown. “Please, turn on za De-rotter.”
Twilight using her magic and turned on the machine pushing the button in. In a moment the melon floated into the centre of the dome wiggling in the air slightly. The machine created several electric like arcs that shocked the melon, it made a loud lightning strike sound as they hit the water melon.
“Za room is sound proofed thankfully!” Shouted Circuit over the sound of the strikes.
After thirty seconds the melon progressively took its natural shape and colour. The machine powered down and the melon floated back down with a full ovular shape that was common to water melons.
“Vater melon appears to have returned to it's normal shape.” He opened the glass panel and took the melon out with his magic.
“Za smell of decay is now non-existent.” He said this after he sniffed the melon.
“Now to check za integrity of za flesh.”
He put the melon down on another wooden table and with his magic sliced it up into many small cube pieces. All the pieces lifted into the air with both the magic of his own and Twilight. He looked through all the cut pieces trying to spot any sort of left over rot but could not spot any imperfections in the pink coloured pieces. He put a small cube in his mouth and consumed the water melon piece, it tasted just like a water melon that you could get at a fruit stand.
“Test is... Successful.” He said after he swallowed. The corner of his mouth raised. “Za device has removed and reformed za rotted and unsafe to conshume water melon back into a fresh, and consumable morsel.” He looked to Twilight who was still writing down everything he was saying with a quill in magic. He sighed.
“I vould like to credit Princess Twilight Sparkle for za suggestion zat helped solved an issue previous tests faced and vith za reminder of how much power iz diffrent for each object placed in za device.”
She looked up and quickly said a little surprised. “You don't have to credit me. After all you probably would have figured it out eventually.”
“You saved me probably several hours of trying to figure zis out. You deserve za credit to its fullest.” He said nodding. “Credit vere it iz due iz not to be ignored. No matter vat.” He said walking up to her. He put his hoof out for her to shake.
“I thank you for your assistance, az much az I vould like to keep vorking on zis I require shleep and I...” He yawned. “I need my energy for za vork I am going to do tomorrow early in za morning, zat and a vonderful dream iz something I am in need of.”
She smiled looking at his hoof and shook it. “Okay then Circuit, I was happy to help. If you need any thing else I am always at the castle. Well not always since you know...”
“Yes yes, I know you and your friendz are doing friendship things or shomething of zat matter.” He said preparing the cleansing spell. He turned around and pointed his horn into the air. “Now please vacate za area so I may sterilize za room for tomorrow.”
“Okay then. Maybe if were not busy tomorrow... w-would you like to get lunch or something tomorrow?” She asked looking away for a moment a little nervous.
“No, I vill be busy and such interactions are not desired by my mind vith you princess.” He said not even second thinking it. Her ears flopped down for a moment being denied so quickly but she brought them back up and said
“Okay... well maybe another time?” She asked slightly hopeful. The door opened that led to the living room from Circuits magic.
He sighed a little irritated. “I am a busy stallion Princess, my heart iz vith za creation of machines. I do not vish to go out vith you Twilight or be in any relationships if zat iz vat you vant.” He said.
“I see...” She said looking down for a moment.
She might have felt just a ittle hurt, but Circuit seemed either oblivious or uncaring to it and said. “Vell? Are you going to keep me awake longer or are you going to leave? Vacate.” He said nearly commanding it.
“I just thought...”
“Vat? Zat you are a princess zat it vould not be a possible thing to say no?” He asked a little acussingly.
“N-no.” She said nervously. “I just thought you'd like to... get out of here.”
“I am fully capable of leaving my home any time I vish.” He said now beginning to sound offended and irritated.
“Well yeah it's just, I am concerned that you never leave your home unless you need to. Only for things like groceries or business.” She said worried.
“Zat iz because zoez are za only two reazonz I have to leave my home.”
“Well... from one pony who kept themselves working so long to another...” She started.
“I asked you two minutes ago to leave my place of residence Princess. Leave now, or I will forcefully have you removed.” He threatened frowning.
“I'll leave just let me finish my sentence.” She said defensively. “... You need to get out every once in awhile or you'll forget how to socialize.”
“I do not need to socialize vith za likes of pony kind, I live solitary to prevent my ideas from being stolen from zoose who seek it, I vill not allow my revolutionary inventions like this...” He said pointing to the de-rotter. “To be stolen from me before zey are patented because I was betrayed by somepony I trusted.”
“You trust me don't you? I mean... You wouldn't let me help you if you didn't right?”
“I let you help me because I respect you and you have a reputation of respecting such complex constructs and being helpful in such important matters.” He pointed out turning around. “For za record Princess Sparkle I do not trust you...” He said which made her seem a little surprised. “Princess of friendship or not.” He said annoyed.
“Now are you going to leave or am I going to have to remove you from my home myself?” He said turning an eye back to her.
He heard the sound of her hooves clopping away at the plank floor slowly as she made her way down stairs.
“Good... Reine shakon.” He said using the cleansing spell. The whole room flashed white and appeared to do nothing to the room. Even though Circuit knew the spell worked like his magic always does. “Pestering pony...” He said throwing the latex hoof gloves into the garbage with the biohazard symbol sticker on it. He walked out of the room agitated. After hearing the front door close, the right corner of his mouth raised. “Now I can enjoy time vith za princess I vant to spend time vith.”
Although the exterior of this Clydesdale Valkan'ok unicorn appeared to be in different to anything other then itself. He found himself having an appreciation for a certain princess and at the end of his day was his favourite time since he could be with her. Even if it was just a dream he really felt like he was spending time with her, since he knew she could see his dreams if she wanted to.
“Now, to bed.” He said making his way to his bedroom.
He first opened the window to allow the cool air of the pre-autumn night flow in. He looked to the moon once more, with a smile creeping up on the side of his face.
“I vill be zare soon, my princess.” He said lowering his head slightly to mimic a bow.
He turned back to his bed, sheeted and given a black quilt with decorative plastic buttons in the shape of screws as well as bolts stitched in, in a triangular formation across the quilt. He remembered asking the white mare at the boutique to make this quilt for him. She explained how a fashonista of her magnitude was meant for the designing and production of dresses and suites and not quilts. He explained to her that any pony who can stitch fabric or can move it through a stitching machine can make a quilt and demanded she'd either make it or he'd take his business elsewhere. Circuit seemed to be rude to everypony who had ever had the pleasure of meeting him.
If you wanted to compare Circuit to someponey, maybe you want to look to the mare he conversed with just five minutes ago. The only few differences between the two are Circuit being a stallion, being a Valkan'ok and not an Equestrian, Being two of her heads taller and a mind more easily agitated and irritable as well as rude if it was not mentioned already.
Even before he worked for himself he never socialized, he just studied to be a certified engineer and an officially recognized wizard of the country of Valkanonia, and having that recognition be transferred to Equestria.
He only moved to Equestria to avoid being involved in the war his country and Yakyakistan had. For his nation and Yakyakistan had been at war for nearly twenty years. Circuit's country was not the initiators of the war, however they hoofed it no better then the Yakyakistans. The Yaks spoke of nothing but battle, neither did the Valkanians. However the Yaks were typically the first to strike, then the Valkon'oks came back and hit four times as hard defending themselves. Although Valkanonia was known to be a militaristic country, they didn't engage in any wars. That was before the Yaks made a stink about not having warm land and demanded the Valkanians shared there more then heated landscape. By demand, it really meant invade and said it was theirs now and if they had a problem with it, to come butt heads with them, which they did. Twenty years latter the conflict continues on with no pony wanting to think about negotiations or treaties. The atmosphere in his country would not allow him to create and develop without it needing to be weapons. As much as he despised society itself, he found a lot of uses in it and continued to make lots of bits from it and did not wish to be part of the destruction of a portion of it.
Circuit lifted his covers up with his magic to step into and lie down in his bed. He sighed relieved that his day was over and night time was here. “Fragan, talan gosh.” He said calmly. His magic was used once more to turn off a crystal light emitter.
Circuits eyes opened, he looked around. He had woken up, at least he thought he did. He didn't exactly want to dream he was in his house. His house to him was dull, uncreative and pointless even with his own additions to it, it had a lot left to be desired.
He yawned still feeling tired. “Well...” He stopped hearing his perfect English. “I am dreaming, since my English has improved tenfold.” He looked to his writing desk, turning the light crystal back on. He was given a small surprise to see the princess of the night's seal on a scroll. It hovered in the air with no actual magic. Circuit huffed disappointed in the lack of physics in his dream world. As if his perfectionist will imposed something in the dream world, the scroll quickly dropped back down to the table. “Better...” He used his horn to enveloping the scroll in a black field, making the scroll become black with white outline as he drew it to him. He opened the letter as soon as it was brought over to him.
Dear Mr.Hooves.
We wish to enter your dreams, is this allowed?
That is all the letter said. It made him curious if it was his own mind trying to make him believe in the appearance of the princess would be upon him if he wrote yes back. Or this was in some way real.
“What?” He said raising an eyebrow. “W-well, yes I... Guess so.” He scratched his head with his hoof not understanding why she would have to ask in the first place. She could enter any dream unannounced no matter what and no pony could really have any say in it. Circuit learned this reading the tales of old when Luna was present before she became Nightmare moon.
He pulled a desk drawer which he remembered he had which was full of scrolls. He pulled out a new one and began to write back using a magic spell. The ink shimmered and glistened white sparkles while the ink itself was black.
To: Princess Luna
From: Circuit Krag'dagan'dar Hooves.
Topic: Previous scroll.
I will allow you to enter my dreamscape and perform what ever the important task you may have regarding my dreams.
His horn shot a thin beam of black from the tip and into the scroll. The scroll curled up through the magic he used and after a short moment it burst into black smoke. It lingered in the air for a moment before it condensed together into a black ball of smoke, it quickly as if it were sentient flew out the window.
Only a short moment after, A blue ink well on Circuits desk began to shake. He turned his head without turning his body unsure of what was happening. The ink well fell over and spilled ink onto the writing desk. The ink spilling over caused Circuit to gasp. “No! My desk!” He said unhappy. The ink was going to drip down to the floor but Circuit used his magic to grab the drop. He held the orb suspended in the air as well as the rest of the droplets that came out of the ink well and off the writing desk.
The ink encapsulated in the magic began to expand without Circuits magic, he realized what must be happening and let go of it. Sure enough the ink balls stayed suspended and did not drop to the ground. The two balls floated into each other and pressed together forming one larger ball.
The ball extended out towards the ground what looked to be hooves, then legs followed by a horned head followed by a neck out of the mass of ink. The rest of the ink formed a sleek and well toned body, tail, mane, and eyes. Colour where lids were turned from blue to azure blue and underneath it turned white. She stood in a stance of presentment as if she would show herself to somepony of importance for the first time.
Circuit bowed not by instinct but by choice guided by respect.
“Rise Mr. Hooves.”
Circuit obeyed and lifted his front half back up from the ground.
“My princess, are you real?”
“We are as real as you think we are.”
“So you are a dream?”
“If you consider your princess a dream, then we are the best possible dream.” She smiled lightly.
“So you are fake.” He said confirming it in his head looking to the side.
“No. We have entered your dreams through your permission. As one who lucid dreams cannot be accessed through our normal means.” She explained. “There are different rules and traditions regarding the ones who can control their sleep. If one can Lucid dream, they are in complete control of everything in their dreams. Even the bridge of access for us to enter. Your agreement let us through.”
“I would never deny your access to my dreams.” He said lowering his head with his eyes closed in another bow to gesture his loyalty.
“You are most polite Mr. Hooves.” She complemented. “Not like some who I have visited who were more... brash and demanding of why we came.” She said looking away thinking about it for a moment. “Let us get to the point. The reason is regarding your lucid dreams.”
“Is it... Are they too reflective of my daily life?” He asked. Circuit was aware of how he acted to everypony and even though he didn't care what anypony thought of him, as long as he wasn't hired to build or create something for them, He did his best to not allow his real life activities seep into his dreams.
“I do not know what you do in your daily life, I do know how ever... What you think of us.”
Circuit knew this was coming, he just didn't think it would be any time soon. What with all the other things she most likely had to do, she finally found time he guessed.
Circuit wasn't afraid, in fact he wasn't embarrassed or even worried. He was actually happy she got around to him. Finally after three years of dreaming and praying she had come to see him she did, personally!
“We are afraid this has to stop.” She said seriously.
“Why?” He said confused.
“Well for one, the fact that you dream rather obsessively about us isn't exactly new. Many have, but the way you dream is rather... Distracting.” She wasn't facing him and was instead looking away.
“I cannot help being attracted to you, you are beautiful.” He said.
“We know this...”
Circuit detected something in her voice he heard a lot of ponies and stallions had when he suggested something, it was faint but it was there... Doubt.
“But the matter of fact is that even if we are a goddess of night and you see us as one who can do without rest. We are prone to the many things your mortal body has. Sickness, fatigue, hunger, desire. Your obsessive dreaming which we see every night about us is, very creative... but distracting.”
Circuit grinned realizing what she was saying.
“So... We ask that you do your princess a favor and stop these... sexual fantasies.”
“Well... I could say yes....” He started still grinning. “but then you would have no entertainment during the night would you?” He said with a smug look on his face.
“E-excuse me?” She said turning her head back to look at Circuit.
“Princess... With all do respect, the only reason you would find it distracting is if you looked at it... constantly. Considering everything you have said and what you didn't know you said. I think you like it.” He said.
“That is... not true.” She said looking away again, also he could hear the ever so slight sound of nervousness in her voice.
He must have hit the hammer on the head of the nail.
“We do not enjoy seeing your dreams.” She said trying to deter Circuit away from his verdict.
He stepped forward approaching her where she was which was next to his bed. “You just don't want to admit it, which brings another question to my mind.” He said. “You are a princess, you are not supposed to lie as a representative of Equestria and doing so means you are untrustworthy.” He added sounding disappointed.
“W-wait... just because I lied to you does not mean...” She stopped talking realizing what she had said, but already said too much. Her face developed a blush of lighter blue.
Circuit now had no doubt in his mind what he suspected was true. Even the fact that she had lost her royal wee was further evidence that he was right.
Circuit stopped and he crossed his front hooves holding himself in his front with magic to illustrate the body language of 'I knew it' with his face and his body.
She sighed lowering her head embarrassed. “Y-yes... We do... like your dreams.” She said regretfully.
Circuit put his front hooves back on the ground and with a satisfied grin, then seeing her shame made him take pity, so he said. “You know... There is no shame in being aroused. After all, if no pony was aroused. There would be no ponies or stallions in existence. No creature would be alive if it were not single celled.” He stated.
“Yes... of coarse, it's just... It is rather... embarrassing.” She said with her eyes closed still. “We have viewed many dreams, spent more time then you could live. Looking, seeing if there is a problem to solve. We see many that are like your dreams about us, yet... Yours are difficult to turn away from.” She admitted.
“I am surprised by this...” He started smiling a little less then he already was. “To think a princess would be turned on by a stallion with a mind like mine.” He said.
She turned her head to the side more ashamed rubbing her left front with her right.
“Hey... I am not complaining... In fact, Would you like to be part of one of those dreams you enjoy so much?” He offered.
“W-what?” She said opening her eyes up. Her blue pupils shrunk in shock.
For a princess, and as an individual. Circuit had no idea how surprised the princess could actually be for what she resided over.
“You have not been offered to fornicate before?” He asked.
“N-no it's not that it's the fact that it's by somepony who would be smart enough to know that such an offer is considered-”
“We are in my dreams if you have forgotten.” He reminded now speaking seriously. “It's not like it would be real.”
He half expected her to just say no and half expected her to end his dream so she could leave, but she did not say anything... meaning she was contemplating it.
“I... U-uhhhh...” She stuttered after four seconds, still blushing now heavier then before. “A-as long as you promise me...” She started. “That what happens here, is never spoken of elsewhere... I... we would be willing to... Mate with you in your dreams... To satisfy our desires.” She added turning around to face Circuit.
He lifted a hoof and gestured to the bed. “By all means... Mares first.”