A living Nightmare

I woke up.

The sun was shining brightly into my room from the window, the thin curtains cascading a swirly shadow display on the floor. I stretched somewhat and sat up. I looked down to see my hands and arms were covered in black fur again. I'm not too sure if it's a bad or good thing. I smiled a little and stretched my arms out, feeling the tiredness flow from my body. It was rather invigorating and relaxing. I wish I could still be cuddling Moon. She's a great cuddler! Heh. I'm actually sort of happy now when I think of her. Imagining her laying on me again made me smile.

"Good morning, Midnight Moon!" I said happily, gently stroking my chest now that I had fur again.

"Good morning to you as well, Jake. I hope you slept well."

With a little nod I stood from my bed. "I did, Moonie. I slept very well."

"Good, and...Jake...?"

Making happy swishes of my tail I grabbed my phone and left the room, swaying my tail from side to side. "Yeah, Moonie?"

"Thanks for the talk last night. I feel...we both really needed that."

I trotted merrily down the steps, even though it's kinda hard to trot being bipedal, but being a pony just makes it ironic to say.

"I'm glad you're my friend now, Moonie. I really am! I'd hug you...but you don't have your own physical body yet..."

As I slowed to a canter, approaching the kitchen, I saw mother cooking breakfast.

"I know I've hurt you pretty bad...Jake...but please don't let my arrogance get in the way of you being happy..."

"I am happy, Midnight. Our talk really helped! I'm happy again, we're friends now and it's like there is nothing to worry about! You need to be happy too. We're friends now. We talk happy, random, funny, stupid stuff. Okay?"

I could feel Midnight Moon beaming from ear to ear in my head as I came to mom's side, seeing her cooking up some pancakes.

"Thanks, Jake. I'm glad I'm friends with you."

"Hiiii mom!" I said happily to my mother, throwing my arms around her, wagging my tail proudly.

Mom returned the hug all too happily. "Oh, Jakey..."

She began to sniffle. "Mom...what's wrong?"

Mother sighed and broke away from the hug to go back to cooking. "I couldn't sleep...I...just couldn't...shake the image of you with that knife in your chest." Mom wiped her cheek as a tear fell. "We were so happy...then all of a sudden, I find my son has turned into a humanoid pony and tried to kill himself..."

I lowered my head, gazing down at my hooves. "I'm sorry, Mommy. If it makes you feel any better, I'm happy right now!"

Mom shook her head. "Jakey, please don't lie to me..."

"But I am, Mom! Me and Nightmare Moon had a talk last night. She apologized for all this and we've decided that the only way to make things better is to just come to terms and hope for the best until she can leave my body. I'm not going to be stuck like this, Mom." I took mother into my arms again, wrapping my massive wings around her. "I'm happy as long as you're still here, okay?"

Mom nodded and kissed my forehead. "I won't leave you, Jakey. Never."

"Then we got nothing to worry about!" I smile at her, closing my eyes with a tilt of my head.

"What did I do to deserve such a wonderful son?" Mom asked, hugging me once more.

"I dunno, but I'm here. I'm also really sorry you had to see that...but I won't be trying it again anytime soon. I'm happy!" I wagged my tail joyfully as if it were natural. I really like having a tail.

Mother smiled up at me, rubbing my cheek with a thumb. "It's nice to hear you say that. I've just been so worried about you...You've always been so happy and full of life and..."

"And things are going to get better." I smile, finishing her sentence for her, hugging her tighter.

Mother put her arms around my neck and sniffled again. "I love you, Jakey. My sweet child."

I blushed a little. "Thanks, mom."

"When you're done cooking, I also have something very important to ask of you, okay?"

Mom nodded and pulled away. "Alright."

With a smile, I left the kitchen.

"So, Midnight. Since we're planning on you staying with us, we might as well learn of of some of my slowly dying world, shall we?"

"Dying?" Moonie asked rather surprisingly.

"My race has done so much damage to this world than you ever could have to yours, Moon. Once your sister sees my world, if ever, she'll most likely forgive you on the spot. Maybe not the possessing Luna part, but you know what I mean."

Midnight chuckled. "I didn't possess her. That'd be taking control against her will, pretty much, but she allowed me to, to make herself more powerful. We became one and...were sent to the moon..."

"So...how about we start with a map?" I ask, taking my phone out of my pants pocket.

"How will your...phone...help us with that?" Moon asked curiously as I came to the couch, a blush on my cheeks.

"Judging by the question you just asked me, you guys don't have phone on Equestria?" I asked with a raised brow.

"Sadly, no."

"Then I guess we should hold off on this...these...little thing can get complicated... I chuckled slightly, staring at the iPhone in my furred hand.

"Then, maybe I can tell you some bits and pieces of my world?"

"Sure."

"After breakfast, I could teach you how to use magic and fly, if you'd like that"

I slid my phone back into my pocket and moved my tail into my arms, running my fingers through it. Funny it looks nothing like hair, but feels just like it.

"That sounds like fun!" I giggled slightly, hugging my tail.

"Maybe when we separate, I'll leave you will a copy of my tail...seeing how you like it so much." Moon chuckled.

A small blush appeared on my cheeks. "I'd like that, to be honest...but it wouldn't look right on my body...could you imagine that?"

That made Moonie laugh some more. "Now that I think of it, I say you'd look just fine. You humans look odd to me. No muzzles, or wings. No horns or fur, or tails of course. Does your race even have cutie marks?"

I tilted my head slightly. "My gut tells me it's the marking on your flanks?"

"Precisely. Everypony gets their own cutie mark to represent their own unique talent. I'm assuming you don't get them?"

I shook my head as I let my tail go. I began thumping it lightly on my lap. "Nope. Wanna watch t.v?"

"No romantic comedies. I hate those."

"Who doesn't?" I ask aloud, taking the remote in one hand, using the other to lightly stroke my chest as I turned on the t.v.