Chapter Eight

“Cancel the bombardment, they got away. Over.” Twilight put the comm device away and turned to Lunar and put her helmet back on, “I really don’t know how I didn’t see that coming, honestly. Lunar?” she looked around for Lunar, finding her staring at the now damaged castle, Imperial ships escaping into space in the distance behind it.

Lunar spoke, “I never would have imagined our rival’s home to look so, magnificent.”

“Magnificent as their terraforming and architecture may be, it does NOT excuse the fact that they, along with their leader are nothing but lying, thieving, slaving scoundrels!”

Lunar winced at Twilight’s words, “Luna wouldn’t be their leader anymore though. It is stated in their constitution that in the absence of their queen, the next in line will take over until the first returns.”

“And who would be next in line then?”

“I would believe that to be Princess Cadance, your grace.”

Twilight stopped, “Would she still be here? No, no, she would have escaped by now. Mayb-” she was cut off by a bright orange flash in the sky, as one of the armada’s ships exploded, and a massive battle began to form, one massive force against the other in the first battle of the Second Interstellar War. A sort of, shot heard ‘round the word, except this was an explosion, and it was heard around the whole of populated space.

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Record awoke on a bed, a very comfortable bed in fact. He laid still, staring at a darkened white wall in front of him, trying to piece together where he was. He felt something shift behind him, feeling fur pressed against his own back fur, a stretching noise and a dark blue wing being draped over his neck area. It all came rushing back at that moment, he cursed myself for passing out, again. He brought a hoof up to facehoof himself, only then did he realize that he didn’t have his flight suit on either. So he was in bed. With the queen. Naked. Record’s mood was changing rapidly at the concept. He was content with just laying there, until she shifted again, rolling over on to her other side and wrapping her forelegs around him, spooning him and her head resting atop his.

He decided to speak quietly, “L-luna? Are you awake?” He received no response, other than she pulled him closer to her, enough that he could feel her teats pressing against his back. He felt his face heat up as she did this. He called her name a bit louder, still getting no response. Record started to wiggle his way out of her grasp, his hooves hitting the floor with a soft ‘clunk’, and he made his way carefully to the door.

But as soon as he got halfway out the door, her voice called out softly, “Record?”

He stopped moving, before replying, “Y-yes Luna?”

“Please stay…” His heart skipped a beat at that moment. The Queen, was asking him to come back to bed, with her… This had to be a dream. He walked backwards back into the room, crawling back onto the bed and back into her embrace, this time facing her. She pulled him close again, his face going into her soft chest fur, filling his nostrils with her sweet scent.

Record asked, “Am I dreaming?”

“No Record, this is very real. This doesn’t bother you does it?”

He thought for a moment, letting that revelation run through my mind, before he answered, “Not at all.”

This lead her to hug him tighter, my blush only growing as he felt his sheath press against her bare underbelly fur. Record wanted to speak, but he decided it would be best to just stay quiet for the time being. He tried to will myself to not let his length slip out, but it was a losing battle, as she kept trying to press herself tighter against him, nuzzling his sensitive horn with her cheek, further providing stimulation for the unicorn. It proved to be too much, as he soon felt something warm and hard press against his stomach and hers, the soft fur of her underbelly tickling it, making him twitch.

She noticed it too, pulling back slowly and smiling, “It seem my actions have you… excited. Should we do something about that?”

Record blinked at her slowly, “O-only if y-you’d like to… L-luna.”

“Mmm, I’d love to, my little unicorn.” she accentuated her point by dragging her belly upward across his length, making her fur brush against it. When she reached his head she took his horn into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and moaning softly. Record’s breath caught and he started to breath more raggedly, never having felt this before.

Luna giggles at his reaction and stopped, leaving a wet trail on his horn and leaving Record confused.“Mnah?”

She silenced him with her hoof, “Shh, you just relax now, I’m going to have some fun.”

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Night fell on the planet, and it was time to escape. Lunar and Twilight had been in hiding the whole day, watching the guards come and go from the now empty and damaged castle from their perch in a densely wooded forest. The battle above them was now more apparent, explosions and streaks of light from beam lasers could now be clearly seen from the planet below. But even with all this, there was no way to tell which side was winning, which made Twilight want to get back to her flagship even more.

The plan was reasonably simple, very simple for Twilight the former scientist and mathematician. Wait till darkness covered the world, sneak back out into the open and steal a ship and somehow make it back to the Sonambula or the Golden Oak, that is if either of them still existed, not to mention trying to get back into friendly space in an enemy spacecraft without being fired upon.

They started to move, Lunar taking the lead and scouting ahead, while Twilight cast an invisibility spell on herself and trailed along behind Lunar. Lunar used everything she had to her advantage, taking to the air for a few moments and using her bat-pony echolocation to spot guards that were otherwise hidden by the darkness, then gliding silently back down to the ground.

Lunar knew Twilight and her couldn’t escape without having to incapacitate a guard or two, because she also knew that they knew the pair were still on the planet, itching to steal a ship and escape. Lunar moved stealthily toward the nearest landing pad, keeping low and slow as she snuck up on an unsuspecting guard. Moving into a bush right behind him, as soon as he even showed a small amount relaxed behavior, she struck, jumping out, giving him a swift bite on the neck, her fangs sinking into his unprotected flesh, but not killing him. From her fangs she secreted a quick acting sedative, knocking him unconscious before he even made a sound.

Just as she was about to move onto the second guard at the pad, she heard a muffled scream. Wheeling around, wingblades extended, she saw Twilight, spearing the second guard with a dagger. That was it, she had to say something. In a harsh tone, she whispered,

“Twilight! What are you doing?”

She looked amused, pulling the knife out and cleaning it on the ground as she spoke cooly. “Taking out the guards, like you were.”

Lunar visibly recoiled, raising her voice, “Well, yeah, I can see that, but I wasn’t gonna kill ‘em!”

Twilight raised an amused eyebrow, sheathing her knife and taking a step toward Lunar, speaking in a sarcastic tone, “And why not? These fools should be thanking me for freeing them from a life led by the Empire.”

“And why would they do that? You speak as though the Federation is better.” As soon as she said that, she regretted it.

But to her surprise, Twilight seemed calm about the whole situation, “But it is! You see, unlike these filthy Imperials, we do not have an economy fueled by drugs and slave trade. We have industry, a free market!”

The fuse was lit, there was no going back now for Lunar, “That doesn’t matter! It’s not about how the economy is, it’s about who runs it! And as far as I know, The former Queen did NOT choke out one of her senior officers, or kill one of your guards in cold blood! And I know YOU know that Princess Cadance would never do a thing like that!”

Twilight stood there, her mouth agape till her sister in law’s name was mentioned where she winced as if she had been struck. She hung her head down in shame, her tail tucked between her legs like a scared puppy. For a moment, she had forgotten who she was, but only for a moment. She was the prime minister, and she would not be lectured by her underling, who was still talking, no, pleading with her, “Twilight, please, be the better pony. This isn’t how I remember you.”

“You, will not be giving me orders!” Twilight unsheathed her blade once more and took a righteous swing at Lunar, who dodged it expertly, rolling to one side and extending her wing-blades. Twilight was immediately on her again, slashing wildly at Lunar who would either dodge or deflect the blows with her own weapons, using them only defensively. But Lunar knew this couldn’t go on forever, so as soon as Twilight let her guard down, panting and out of breath, she struck, jumping into the air and landing a roundhouse kick to the side of Twilight’s face.

A few minutes later, Twilight lay unconscious, hidden away in the bush they had been hiding in before. While in the distance, Lunar took off in a stolen Imperial ship, escaping the atmosphere and quickly switching to silent running mode to avoid any conflict with the battle happening close by. She had to find Record, and by extension, Luna, to stop this war before it got any worse.

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“We’re almost ready, your highness.” Record spoke, checking the gauges and dials of the spacecraft, watching the fuel percentage rise gradually.

Luna was sitting behind him, playing a game on a small touch screen device held by her magic, “Excellent! I’ve always wanted to see the stars up close and personal.”

After they had their ‘fun times’ (and a snuggle session followed by a nap) they had decided that they would lay low for a
time and explore what the galaxy had to offer, at least until the war blew over and it was safe to return. But they had also considered the possibility that the Federation could win, and how a large scale marehunt would ensue, with Commanders hellbent on tracking Luna down and collecting the bounty that would likely be placed on her head by a certain vengeful Prime Minister.

“Wait, Record,” Luna began, “You’re gonna need an alibi. People are gonna get suspicious that you’re flying this ship, unless you look the part.” She set down her phone and walked back into the bedroom. She returned a few moments later, with a pristine white and blue flight suit that matched the exterior colors of the ship.

“Here you are! It’s the only one we had, luckily it was in ‘your size’.” she said with a giggle, floating it over to his magical grasp. He smiled and rolled his eyes, taking off his old flight suit and putting the new one on while Luna watched intently. Fixing the cuffs to the top of his hoof and straightening the collar, he turned to Luna, “Well, how do I look?”

“Not bad, now let’s get going!” She commanded, pointing triumphantly toward the front of the ship, and taking a seat on the co-pilot’s chair, with Record following close behind and taking his own seat. By then the ship had been refueled and the engines had finished warming up, Record pressed the button on the HUD, the large hangar platform groaning under the weight of the craft it was supporting, moving into place before finally being lifted into the flight area.

“Well,” Record spoke, “Here goes nothing, right?”

Luna looked out to the vastness in front of them, grinning, “To the Stars, and beyond!”

Author's Note

Cliche? Yes! is it the only way I knew how to end that chapter? Also yes! sorry for the wait, been dealing with RL issues.