“How are you feeling, Luna?”

Anon is sitting beside Luna as he dabs her head a bit, clearing it of sweat and helping cool her off.

“My entire body aches and my head feels as if it’s about to burst. Other than that, I’m peachy.”

Anon feels a smile on his face at Luna’s passive aggressive nature. He can’t blame her for the attitude either. She’s been suffering through this sickness for about two weeks now and Anon has been with her the entire way. Since he’s come to the castle to help nurse Luna back to health, he’s taken this as an opportunity to learn about this world. Celestia was more than willing to allow him access to her library, as long as she was with him and could clean the books after.

He’s learned a lot. So many things. Yet, even he knows that he’s been learning to hide away his memories. To try and forget about what happened in Ponyville. His smile slips some as his heart aches. He doesn’t know why it hurts him so much but he can’t deny that what he witnessed on that day still haunts him. He shakes his thoughts away and regains focus on Luna.

“Don’t worry, you’re looking a lot better as the days go on.”

Luna scoffs. “My mane is a mess, my fur is matted and my eyes are no doubt bloodshot. In what way do I look better?”

“You’re starting to get your color back.”

Anon picks up one of her hooves and looks at her fur. She oddly enough was a pale blue when she got sick but now her fur color is starting to darken. He can only assume that’s a good sign. Luna removes her hoof from his hand.

“That matters little when you stink as much as I do.”

“I told you that I have no problem washing you.”

“I will not be treated as a filly. It’s bad enough that you must care for me now.”

Anon shakes his head. “Then you’re going to be smelly. I can’t magic you clean, that isn’t my thing.”

“My sis-”

“We’ve talked about it. You know she can’t come in here and she’s already using all of her magic to maintain the quarantine bubble, not to mention raising the sun and moon. She’s spent.”

Luna falls onto her back with a sigh of defeat.

“I feel so helpless.”

“That’s the thing about being sick. You are helpless. That’s why I’m here to help you.”

Luna doesn’t want to admit it but Anon’s right. She can’t do anything until she’s better and her sister is already doing everything she can. It seems that she must accept her fate.

“Are you certain you are alright with washing me?”

Anon nods. “Yup. I had to do the same wit-” Anon catches himself in mid-thought. “Yeah... I’m fine.”

Luna knows what he was about to say. In fact she’s been meaning to speak with Anon since they returned to the castle but her sickness has mostly kept her mouth shut since then. Luna is still in the dark about what went on in Ponyville, neither Anon nor her sister have spoken to her about what happened. She so desperately wants to know so that she can help him. Still, perhaps that can be saved for after she’s had a bath?

“I guess I can allow you to wash me this one time.”

Anon is glad to hear that. He didn’t want to say it but Luna’s smell was starting to become overwhelming. Now that he can finally get her clean, taking care of her will be a bit easier.

“Alright, I’ll just have one of the guards get everything ready.”

Anon gets up and heads over to the door. He stands there and knocks on it twice. The door opens and a unicorn guard is standing there.

“Yes?” He asks.

“I require a bucket, warm water, mane and fur shampoo.”

The guard nods. “Very well. Is that all?”

“Also have the chefs prepare lunch. Soup for Luna and a sandwich for me.”

“Understood.”

The guard bows before Anon and takes his leave. Anon closes the door and returns to Luna’s side.

“He should be back soon. So, tell me about yourself, Luna. We haven’t had much time to talk since you’ve been sick. I’m interested in what your life is like.”

“Do you truly wish to know about me?” Luna asked surprised.

“Sure. I don’t see why not? Maybe we can swap stories?”

Luna must admit that she finds herself in a situation she’s never been in before. Someone actually wants to speak with her. Usually ponies are afraid of her presence but Anon doesn’t seem to be that way. It’s actually rather nice.

“Oh, well I guess I can share a few tales.”

“Alright. So tell me what you do?”

“Well, you know I raise the moon but what you don’t know is that I can enter into dreams.”

“Woah. How does that work?”

Luna can see genuine interest in his eyes. It puts her at ease as she thinks over how to explain to Anon how dreamwalking works.

“I guess we can start with the basics. First I enter into a ponies dream, mostly when they’re having a nightmare.”

A knock rings out into the room and breaks Anon and Luna from their talk. Too bad, it was getting rather good. Anon gets up from the bed and walks over to open it. He finds the unicorn guard there with a bucket and shampoo. With his magic the unicorn sets the bucket inside of the room for Anon.

“You meals will arrive later.” He states.

“Thank you.”

Anon closes the door and brings the bucket over to the bed. He makes sure everything is all set as he places the bucket beside Luna’s bed and gets ready for what is to come.

“You ready?” Anon asks.

Luna nods. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”

Anon accepts that answer and tears her covers off. The coolness of the room is a bit of a shock but Luna quickly adjusts. Anon dips the sponge into the bucket and wrings it out. He’s ready. Anon places the sponge on the top of her head and starts his work.

“You know,” Luna speaks. “I’ve told you about myself. What about you? Tell me about yourself.”

“I come from a world that’s similar to yours but also vastly different.”

“I asked about you, not your world.”

“There’s not much to tell, Luna. I lived a mediocre life. Had a few friends, no girlfriend and lived in an apartment. My life was simple,” Anon lets out a sigh. “But it was my life.”

Luna knows what it must feel like to be removed from what he knows so well and being thrown into a new world. While this may be the same planet she was born into, the years she spent on the moon gave the world enough time to leave her behind. She might as well have been thrown onto another planet. Nothing is as it was a thousand years ago.

“I know how you feel.”

Nightmare Moon. Luna told him about that part of her life. It sounds pretty crazy but then again this world is rather crazy. He does feel bad for her though. It’s true in a sense, she probably does know how he feels.

“It’s not all bad though. I...” Anon stops as his mind goes back to Molestia. “Never mind.”

Luna is on the same wavelength as him. He was going to talk about her sister. Anon finishes her head and moves down to Luna’s body.

“Anon, may I ask you a personal question?”

“I guess.”

Luna is thinking over how to phrase her question but feels her mind go blank as she feels something press against her marehood. Her head snaps to Anon as he cleans her privates. Luna’s face is covered in a huge blush as she wasn’t expecting this to happen.

“W-What are you doing?!”

Anon snaps back to reality as he realises where his hand is right now. He swallows hard as he can feel the lips of Luna’s mare goods pressing against his knuckles. He didn’t even know he was cleaning her down there, it was all just automatic. He quickly removes the sponge from Luna and looks at her in worry.

“S-Sorry. I just, I’ve done this before and I kinda fell into a routine. I didn’t mean anything by it, honest.”

Luna takes a second to regain her composure. It does make sense. He’s probably done this with Molestia countless times. Embarrassing as it may be, he does need to ensure she’s thoroughly clean. Luna looks away from him, still blushing like mad as she flicks her tail onto her back, giving Anon a clear view of her marebits.

“I-I understand. Please, continue.”

When Anon looks down at Luna’s marehood. He finds something odd... He doesn’t feel anything. He’s not nervous, embarrassed or even aroused. In fact, his heart and hands are steady. Usually with... He winces slightly as Molestia keeps coming to mind. He needs to forget about her. Without pause, Anon returns to cleaning Luna. Luna is now trying to get her mind back on track as Anon cleans her privates. She hates to admit it’s been awhile since she’s had a male touch her and this attention is starting to sturr some of her buried arousal. Still, she needs to ask him about Molestia and that’s enough to keep her in check.

“What happened between you and my sister?”

Anon jerks slightly at that sudden question. His hand mashing against Luna’s clit. She feels her pussy wink as she lets out a moan. She’s just as quick to bite her lip as Anon removes the sponge from her. Her question was so out of the blue that he didn’t even realise what he just did. Instead he’s been stuck in thought of what he could say. Luna wasn’t expecting Anon to react like that. After a moment of silence Anon finally speaks.

“I caught her with a few stallions.”

Luna feels herself calm as his words enter her mind. It makes sense now. Luna didn’t think much of it at the time but when Anon was telling his story to her back in Ponyville, his voice was filled with joy as he spoke of Molestia. How the two of them talked with one another for hours. Luna would dare say that Anon feels far more than he realises and this is why seeing her sister in such a situation has hurt him so.

“I am sorry you had to witness such a thing but may I ask you another question?”

“Sure.”

“How much has Molestia told you about her past?”

Anon looks up at Luna slightly confused. Well, he knows about when she was young, then... Anon’s mind goes blank. Wait, he doesn’t remember ever talking to her about her life after a certain point. If he recalls it correctly, she only spoke about her life just before she got her cutie mark.

“I guess she’s only told me about when she was a filly. Any time I asked her about what she does as a princess or anything recent mostly fell on deaf ears. I just thought that it was something personal and let it rest.”

Luna is starting to get more pieces to this puzzle. Thinking back to when she first met Anon in Ponyville, she still remembers vividly how odd her sister was acting. Doing many things she’s never once saw from her. Protecting another, standing up to Celestia, so full of confidence and strength. It reminded Luna of the good old days, before her banishment, before Molestia got her cutie mark. Luna is accepting of her sister but she misses the old Molestia and that’s the pony she saw in Ponyville. The only new thing in her life is Anon. So perhaps this is deeper than she knows? Still, Anon needs to understand how her sister is before he can look to forgive her.

“Anon, I’m going to tell you a story. Please, listen and keep an open mind above all else.”

Anon can hear the serious tone Luna is giving him. He sets the sponge down into the bucket and gives her his full attention.

“Alright.”

Luna lets out a sigh. “Molestia isn’t a bad pony, just confused.”

Celestia has a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. She hasn’t the faintest clue as to why. She must say that since Anon has been taking care of Luna she’s been getting to know him personally. He’s very nice, well spoken and above all else respectful. Yet there’s something deep down inside of him that she cannot understand. His infatuation with Molestia. She remembers the look of betrayal on his face, the sadness in his eyes. Celestia has been thinking about what it could mean. The first thought is that he actually likes Molestia. Yet what for? She never slept with him, as far as she’s said. So what is there to like?

It’s very confusing. Celestia still remembers Molestia’s broken look as well. She actually did look like she was sorry for what she did. It makes Celestia question all of the odd things that have been going on since Anon has come to Equestria. Since he’s been friends with Molestia. Celestia’s mind wanders to old memories of Molestia before she got her cutie mark. She was so loving, motherly. She spoke with a gentle but authoritative tone if the situation required it. Celestia wanted to grow up to be just like Molestia.

Then she got her cutie mark. Celestia always believed that when a pony got their cutie mark then their life would become better. Yet her sister seemed to change for the worse. Partying, sex, drugs and alcohol. There were no limits to what Molestia would do. Age didn’t matter, height, weight or even species. All of her positive traits seemed to disappear as they were replaced with promiscuity. Celestia hates the pony her sister has become. Many a days she hoped that her sister would return to how she once was. Yet that day never came.

So why did she look like her former self in Ponyville? What happened in those few months alone with Anon that changed Molestia so much? It’s bothering Celestia too much to even focus on her work. She needs to know. If she doesn’t, then this feeling will never go away.

“Guard.”

“Yes, Princess?”

“I’ll be leaving soon. Hold court off until my return.”

“Very well, Princess.”

Celestia rises from her throne and gets ready to head to Ponyville. She’s going to squash this feeling once and for all.

Celestia teleports in front of the old royal castle. It looks as pristine as the day they first built it, thanks to her and Luna’s magic they were able to restore this relic. Yet while it was fixed for Anon, Celestia can only guess that her sister has claimed this place as her own. Who knows what she could’ve done to the place since they last saw one another? For all she knows it could be filled with an untold amount of deviant partners. Molestia isn’t one to ignore her baser instincts for long.

Still, just standing here will do nothing but create questions. Celestia doesn't knock as she shows herself in. She takes a peek inside and finds that the room is empty. Well, this is either a good or bad sign. Chances are that all the stallions are in her room. Celestia navigates through the castle and goes to where Molestia’s room is. Celestia presses an ear against the door and listens to any sounds coming from within.

Odd, she doesn't hear the sounds of moaning? She hates to admit it but she knows that Molestia is a screamer, a part of her sister she wish she didn't know. Well, moaning or not she came here for answers. Celestia throws the doors open and takes a look inside. What she finds is shocking. Molestia is sleeping in bed, by herself. Her eyes are matted and red, as if she’s been crying for awhile. This is disturbing on many levels for Celestia. She’s never seen her sister cry or be left alone for any amount of time. What is going on?

Molestia wakes up to the sound of someone entering her room. She looks up and finds Celestia standing there. She just buries her face into her pillow.

“What do you want? You here to gloat about how I’m all alone? How my promiscuity has driven away the only friend I ever had?” Molestia asks.

Celestia feels as if she’s been struck. The tone of her sister's voice, how everything just seems so gloomy. What is happening to her sister? This isn’t the Molestia she knows. This pony before her is vulnerable and weak. Celestia has never seen her sister like this, before and after she got her cutie mark.

“N-No...” Celestia feels herself speak out. “...Have you been like this since Anon left?”

“Why do you care? It’s been millennia since you’ve even given me a single thought.”

“I...” Celestia looks to her hooves unsure of what to say. Molestia is right but it’s not one sided. “You make it hard for me to care. You’re always doing stupid things that cause trouble. I hate who you are.”

A long silence fills the room, leaving the last thing Celestia said hanging in the air.

“So do I.”

Celestia feels her eyes widen as she looks up at her sister.

“W-What was that?”

“It doesn’t matter anymore. You win, Celestia. I am a miserable mare now. My life, my cutie mark, everything has led to me being as alone as I am right now.”

“Why did you do it?” Celestia walks closer to the bed. “Why did you allow strangers to ravage you?”

“You wouldn’t understand.”

Celestia feels her last nerve being played with. This mare before her makes her sick. Acting like a filly, as if her emotions are too complex for the world to understand.

“I can if you tell me!” Celestia shouts in anger.

“Like you care!” Molestia sits up. “Just go back to your castle and pretend like everything's alright!”

“Stop being a filly and just tell me what’s wrong!”

“You wanna know what’s wrong?! I love Anon!” Molestia shouts.

Celestia’s eyes widen. “W-What?”

Molestia looks to her hooves. Why did she say that? Why was that the first thing to come out of her mouth? She feels her heart wince. Is that why she hurts so much? It makes sense now. How she felt around him and why things didn’t feel right in that moment. It’s because she actually loves him.

“I love Anon.” Molestia says calmly.

“But... Why would yo-”

“I... I was afraid of what he would think, if I tried to, get familiar with him. He makes me feel like I’ve never felt before. I had this itch but even when I was with those stallions I felt so hollow. I wish it never happened.”

Celestia doesn’t know what to think. Her sister actually loves something? This isn’t something that’s happened before.

“So... You’ve been here, crying over Anon?”

Molestia nods. “Yes.”

“I...” Celestia's brain isn’t working well.

“It’s alright, Tia. There’s nothing you can say.” Molestia looks up to her younger sister and gives her a small smile. “Tell Anon I’m sorry, for everything.”

Before Celestia can say anything, Molestia teleports her back to Canterlot. Celestia is standing in the throne room in shock. This is serious.

“Are you alright, Princess?” One of her guards ask.

“Until further notice day court is closed. I have something that requires my immediate attention.”

The guard gives her a salute and Celestia walks out of the throne room towards Luna’s room. She needs to speak with Anon.

“So you’re saying that it wasn’t her fault?”

“Not exactly.” Luna tries to find a better way to explain it. “She just can’t control her urges like other ponies.”

Anon has been told many things by Luna and he’s having a hard time understanding it all.

“How long has she been like that?”

“Ever since she got her cutie mark.”

“So, a long time?” Luna nods. “If she’s a sex crazed maniac, why didn’t she try anything with me?”

“That’s... A good question. I honestly cannot answer that, Anon. This is something my sister has never done before. She cares not of species, gender or sapience. I have no idea why she did not bed you.”

“Am I ugly?” Anon asks Luna.

“Well,” Luna feels a blush on her face. “No. You are rather attractive in your own way.”

Anon is stumped. “What am I supposed to think about all of this?”

“I cannot tell you what to think. I just want you to know all the angles. Whatever you decide if up to you.”

Anon takes a deep breath and lets it out as he scratches the back of his head in thought. Luna has dropped some interesting information onto his lap. He’s learned that Molestia is a sex addicted pony. Anon’s heard of such things on earth but has never experienced it himself. Still, there are just so many things that leave him confused. The main thing is why does he care? Why did it hurt so much? That’s the real question he needs to answer himself.

“Thank you for the information, Luna. I think I need some time alone.”

“I will be fine in your absence.”

“Thanks.”

Anon gets up and walks towards Luna’s door but stops when it opens by itself. Celestia is standing there and looking directly at Anon.

“We need to talk.”

“Ok?”

Anon is confused by her serious attitude but follows behind her as she turns to leave.

Anon and Celestia have been walking for awhile now. Neither of them have spoken a single word to one another. The tension in the air is so thick that Anon feels that he could choke on it at any moment. Anon notices that Celestia is taking him towards the gardens. It’s a place that’s secluded, not even the guards are allowed to enter there. It seems that whatever she plans, she intends it to be private. Soon they enter into the gardens as Celestia guides him deep within, so that no prying eyes or ears may hear or see them.

Once she feels they are alone does she stop in her tracks, Anon mirroring her. She turns around to face him and he can see how serious she is. Something has happened recently, that much Anon can tell. Yet he has no idea what could’ve put Celestia into this type of mood.

“Please, sit.” Celestia speaks in a calm tone.

Anon does as she says as she lays onto the grass a few feet away from him. They’re facing each other now and Anon waits for why Celestia brought him here. Celestia takes a deep breath in to steady her thoughts. So many things are swimming within her mind. So much that she has to tell Anon but first she must know how he feels. She has a strong feeling it is not far from her sisters.

“Anon. Do you hate Molestia?”

Anon wasn’t expecting Celestia to ask him something like that. He opens his mouth to respond but finds his thoughts freeze. Celestia can only sit there and watch as Anon closes his mouth and takes a second to think. It’s always more complicated than they think. As Anon thinks over Celestia’s question, he finds that his first answer of yes hurt him deeply. He doesn’t want to say it. It’s true that when he found Molestia doing what she was doing he felt sick, he felt betrayed and in that moment he did hate her. Yet after talking to Luna, he isn’t too sure about that. He shakes his head. Why does he feel like that anyways?

Sure Molestia is fun to be around, she listens to whatever Anon says and they have a lot in common despite their differences. Molestia is smart, kind... Beautiful... Anon feels his heart wince. He knows he likes her, maybe even loves her. Two months alone with someone is enough time to get to know them. He’s thought about a lot of things involving Molestia during that time. Like holding her, kissing her, maybe even making love.

Yet when he found her in that alleyway... His world, his hopes and dreams, they all crumbled away. They were never officially together, hell, they weren’t even unofficially together. She is her own mare and Anon shouldn’t feel as hurt as he does when he thinks of that moment but perhaps that’s what love is? Does he hate Molestia? No, he doesn’t. If anything, he hates himself. He should’ve talked to her sooner. He should’ve told her about how he felt. Even if she didn’t feel the same way, he would’ve at least known. Now though, now he’s just confused.

“I don’t hate her.” He lets out a sad sigh. “When I saw her with those stallions. I felt betrayed, I felt hurt. I never told Molestia how I felt and because of that I lost my chance. I care for her deeply, I’m not too sure if it’s love but I just wish I did things differently.”

So it seems that Anon has felt the same as her sister for just as long.

“Anon. I will not try to explain my sister's actions to you. Her reasons are for you and you alone to hear and understand. I brought you here to the garden to tell you that my sister is miserable without you. Sulking away in the castle you two were once going to call home. Please, go and speak with her. I will not force you but I feel that you should speak your piece.”

Anon can feel his heart race a bit. Can he really face Molestia right now? His mind is still swimming from so many different things. Yet if what Celestia says is true, then there is more to this than meets the eye. He has to know why this all happened.

“Alright. I’ll go see her.”

Celestia nods. “I will teleport you there but know that Luna will still need you to take care of her.” Celestia creates a small stone in her magic and floats it to Anon. “Smash this and I will return you to the castle.”

“I understand.” Anon puts the stone into his pocket.

“Are you ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be.”

“Very well.”

Celestia casts her spell and Anon disappeared from her sight. Celestia has no idea why she’s doing this but perhaps it has to do with that fact that she feels pity for her sister. Never has she saw Molestia in such a state and she can only hope that Anon and her will come to an agreement they both can agree to.

Molestia can’t stop thinking about him. No matter how hard she tries and no matter how many tears she sheds she can’t stop thinking about Anon. She’s never felt like this before and now that her sister has dug up another thing from within her she can’t help but feel more pain. For so long she thought that her cutie mark was about sex. It was about laying with as many creatures as she could so she can spread love. Yet that isn’t what it was. The fact is that she had no idea what she was doing. Like a filly thinking they knew how the world worked she was thrown into something that made her scared and confused.

She didn’t want to lose him and yet she was the reason he was driven away. All because she wanted him so deeply, to express her love in the only way she knew how. Yet she didn’t want him to be like everyone else, just a simple lay. She was afraid of what he would think, of being rejected. He was not affected by her charm or even her aura. He got to know her and she came to know him. It was as if she were a normal pony, no one night stand or drunken escapade. She was a mare and he was a man. He understood her and she understood him. For these past few months she fell for him without knowing. Writing off her own feelings as nothing more than lust.

Yet while she was in that alley with those stallions she never felt so hollow in her life. So disgusted. It felt more like shards of glass were shoved into her than the usual pleasure. She can still remember the look Anon gave her. He looked so hurt and angry. She wonders why? Perhaps he actually did like her but that matters little now. He hates her and she’ll never see him again. That thought alone makes her heart hurt all the more.

A knock rings from her bedroom door.

“I told you to leave me alone, Celestia.” Molestia responds.

The door slowly opens and Molestia looks over to the door. She feels her heart skip a beat. That’s not her sister. Anon is standing there looking at Molestia. He feels his heart wince. She looks horrible. Far worse than when she was sick. It looks like she hasn’t been taking care of herself. The room smells and she isn’t faring any better.

“Hey.” Anon greets her.

Molestia doesn’t know what to think right now. Anon is standing at her door. She wants to tell him she’s sorry, she want’s to try and explain everything, yet not a single word leaves her mouth. She’s just sitting there unable to speak. Anon walks over to her bed and takes a seat at the edge. He looks around the room a bit, Celestia and Luna did a great job restoring the place.

“The castle looks nice.”

The castle? Why is Anon talking about the castle? Why isn’t he looking at her with judgmental eyes. Why is he not calling her a horrible pony? Molestia doesn’t understand what is going on right now but decides to play along.

“My sisters did a great job.”

Anon nods. “They did. Luna’s still pretty sick but doing well.”

“That’s good to hear.”

“I’ve been learning a lot about Equestria thanks to Celestia. She lets me use the library and sometimes we chat when she’s not busy.”

“The royal library is known for its vast collection.”

Anon is beating around the bush. He just needs to get everything off his chest.

“Luna talked to me about you.” Molestia freezes in place. “Told me about your cutie mark and some other interesting things.” Anon lets out a sigh. “Molly,” Molestia feels her heart skip a beat when she hears his pet name for her. “I don’t think I can ever understand why you did what you did or even why you do what you do.” This is it, Molestia knew this was coming. “But I don’t blame you.”

“W-What?” Molestia is confused.

“I don’t blame you for what you did.” Anon lets out another sigh. “We were never really a thing, so it’s dumb of me to expect you to be faithful when you’re single. I guess I kinda missed my chance to tell you how I felt. You being a princess and me being an alien I thought it was just a farfetched idea from the start. Still,” Anon looks into Molestia’s eyes. “I love you, Molly.”

This isn’t what Molestia was expecting. She was expecting him to shun her or even bad mouth her and yet he’s here before her telling her how he feels.

“I love you too.” Molestia feels herself speak out.

“Really?”

She nods. “I-” She looks down to her hooves. “I was afraid of being intimate with you. I thought it would ruin what we had. So... That’s why I did what I did. Even while it was happening it made me sick. I never felt so disgusting in my entire life.”

So that’s it. It makes sense in a really weird way. Perhaps it’s a pony thing? Anon still finds their culture hard to understand but the fact still remains. What she did wasn’t wrong, they were never really dating in the first place. Still, to hear from her that she hates it makes him feel better in a way. Anon reaches over and rests a hand on her hoof. Molestia looks up and meets his gaze.

“Would you like to start over?” He asks.

She nods. “Yes.”

“Alright, but first.”

Anon leans in and presses his lips against Molestia’s. Her eyes widen as they quickly fall closed. Tears stream from her eyes as they both embrace each other for this moment. They both pull away from one another with small smiles.

“I like you, Molly.”

“I like you, Anon.”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“That would be lovely.”

“Great.” Anon looks out the window and finds the sun is further along than he last remembered. “I have to go back to the castle. Luna is still pretty sick.”

“I understand.”

Anon pulls the stone out of his pocket and looks at Molestia. He doesn’t want to leave her alone like this.

“I could use a little help.” He offers as she shows her the stone.

Molestia gives a small titter.

“I have the free time.”

“Alright, then let’s go.”

Anon wraps Molestia into an embrace and chucks the rock out an open window. They spend that brief moment in bliss as their hearts settle. The start of a relationship doesn’t have to be perfect. If you really love them and they love you, then it’ll all work out in the end.

Author's Note