Two days later.

Lucine has completed both games of DooM, slaying countless monsters. She also found all the secrets in every map.

It was the middle of the day when she finished DooM 2.

"James," she called the human. "I finally made it!"

"Congratulations!" he smiled at her. "Did you like it?"

"There wasn't much plot in this game of yours, but I certainly did like slaying these awful monsters." she replied. "Do you have anything else?"

"I have a lot." he took a seat near her. "What genre would you like to play next?"

"Oh, I don't know..." Lucine scratched her chin. "Hm... Maybe... Maybe something where I have a choice of whom to be."

"I have something." James nodded. "What about a roleplaying game? The Elder Scrolls 5: Skyrim."

"What is it about?" she asked. "Sounds... strange."

"Well, you, and I mean you is just someone who crossed the border of one country." James explained. "That country is divided into some provinces, one of which is Skyrim, the northern one. Proud warriors nords live there, and they believe in Talos — a man who became a god.

"That country had a war with another — Altmeri Dominion. The Empire lost, and signed the White Gold Concordat — an agreement, in which one of the terms stated that the Empire must ban the worship of Talos. It did, but some nords — who think of themselves as true nords — went against that, raising a rebellion in Skyrim, and they call themselves the Stormcloaks.

"So, you've crossed the border. You were caught and sent with a few other prisoners to a town. That is where your story begins, and it will go as you choose it. There aren't too many options, and yet you can become almost anyone you want — a roud warrior, a wise mage, a tricky thief, or a professional assassin. There are some other options, but these are ones I remember."

"It sound'th interesting." Lucine eagerly nodded. "Whom can I play as? In terms of races."

"Human, elf, kajit, and argonian." James answered. "Humans are divided into a few other look alike races with different abilities."

"I can't play as a pony?" Lucine frowned.

"Well, I used to make add-ons for this game..." James scratched his chin. "I can try to add ponies there. I doubt there'll be any ponies but you, though."

"I'll be grateful if you do that." Lucine nodded. "How long will it take?"

"Maybe a few hours, maybe much more." James answered. "Will you wait?"

"For a good result, I will." she nodded. "Do you need any help?"

"Hm... maybe." James looked at her. "I'll let you know. Call me if you need anything."

***

Some time later.

"What art thou doing?" Lucine asked. James was using a program to make an appropriate model, as well as to align textures with it.

"Model and animations." James replied. "Hm... I know how arms move, but how do your legs move? Can you show me, without the pants on? I want to see the muscles and the bending."

"Well, if thou need'st it." Lucine blushed a little, but took off her pants nevertheless, showing her legs to James. "I can also explain their structure."

"Go on." he nodded.

"Well, um, the leg of a pony has four sections: a thigh, a gaskin, a cannon, and a hoof." Lucine started to explain. "They are placed in a reversed and angled z-shape, if it help'th."

"Like a stylized lightning, maybe?" he auggested

"Yes, like that." the mare nodded. "I always hated associations..."

"I see." James chuckled, and asked: "Can you show me how they move?"

"Yes, of course." Lucine nodded, and then bended her legs, sitting down. "We have two knees: one smaller that connects a thigh and a gaskin, and one bigger that connects a gaskin and a cannon. The knees bend in only one way. They can't rotare. Only where the thigh connects to the pelvis can the leg move more freely. With proper training, the maximum angle between the legs can be one hundred eighty. With professional training, even more."

"You know a lot." James noted. "Did you want to become a doctor?"

"No, but a princess should know as much as possible, they said." Lucime chuckled. "It seem'th they were right. The knowledge I got did help me, after all."

***

Some more hours passed. Lucine helped James a lot — he was told what colors ponies could have (All possible, in fact), what they could and couldn't do according to their sub-races. Unicorns were good with magic, pegasi could fly and change the weather, and earth ponies were just strong.

When the evening came James has finally done everything and added a new race with four sub-races to the game.

"Well," he yawned. "All's done, you can now play the game as a pony."

"Finally!" Lucine sat at the table and placed her left hand on the WASD of the keyboard and her right hand on the computer mouse. "Let's do it!"

Lucine spent a lot of time playing Skyrim, she didn't even go to bed when James did. She realized it was time to stop when it was one in the morning.

Carefully, she saved the game. She knew it was vital to save the gaming process, otherwise she'll have to do everything again from the beginning.

After taking a quick shower, Lucine went to sleep. She lied down next to James, who was sleeping soundly. He was a heavy sleeper, nothing could awake him. He lied on his back, hands placed at his sides.

When Lucine got comfortable enough, she looked at the human. The scars that covered his chest still scared her. She knew he'd been through a lot of pain just to survive a terrible accident, after which he condemned himself to living alone in the middle of nowhere.

Lucine understood that he could just throw her out of his house or just not bring her there in the first place. She was glad he brought her in, otherwise she would've frozen out there even before taking a new name. A name that was nicer and sounded better than the previous one. It was completely hers and only hers.

She thought of that, and realized she has a lot to thanks James for. For saving her life, for making her realize her mistakes, for the new name she was happy to bear, for even the smallest, unimportant things he did for her, and for the new life he's given to her.

To James, it wasn't much. He thought that everyone would do what he did if they were him. In truth, not many would do as much as he did to a stranger from another world. Many would just run away, some would throw the mare out, some would even hurt her.

James has proven to Lucine that he's a good man with a kind heart.

Thinking of that, Lucine came to a conclusion that she still barely repaid him.

She moved her muzzle closer to him, and kissed his cheek, blessing him with good dreams for the rest of his life. A smile appeared on his face.

On hers, too.

Author's Note

I'm sorry for the wait, but the inspiration I've finally caught didn't touch this story until this moment.

So, I tried to explain the leg's anatomy. In my mind, that is a way anthro ponies with hooves walk. A two-knee-d leg that resembles a horse's hind leg is what I had in mind.

Also, I planned a major timeskip, but decided against it when the chapter was already ready. It is bigger than this one, but lacks the development of romance, and the romance is what this story is.

So, you'll have to wait until it unfolds.