Son of the Sun

...Why did you choose me as your student, princess?

Because, Nicholas, you are good in heart and mind.

...If you say so.

Nick had awoken as the Sun got in his eyes.

Whining, he sat up, viewing spread sheets and a door ajar.

Rubbing his eyes, he didn't hear the telltale sign of a diaper crinkling. Glancing down, he did figure out he has somewhat older.

Body still a bit lined with baby fat, yet he was out of that babyish garment finally.

Guess she aged me up that year I was promised.

Princess Luna entered the room as Nick inspected himself, indignantly responding to viewing the child, "Your mother is getting things ready for thy...party."

Nick raised an eyebrow, asking with a little slurry of wording from his presently uncoordinated body, "Wha? Why yous 'ere, den?"

Luna didn't answer his question in that moment. Simply snapped him onto her back with magic, then was off...somewhere.

Nick wondered as to where they were headed, "...Can I at weast knows where be goning?"

Luna whispered something inaudible as a response.

Nick questioned her once more, prodding her with a hoof to shake an answer out.

That was a mistake as she threw him off, strolled a bit ahead, only to circle back with an accusing hoof as her introduction to the interrogation.

Nick rubbed his back, eyes brimming with tears from his rough displacement.

Luna didn't slow her advance, poking him in the horn as she accused, "You! I should beat you within an inch of your life!"

Nick's eyes grew, troubled by how she sounded just as violent as her sister all of a sudden.

He admitted, "No idwea what you on abouz!"

Luna jabbed him in the muzzle the second time, barking out, "Why can't I enter your dreams?! Hm?! Tell me right now, you little-"

Nick shrugged, which sent Luna madly stomping around her subject of anger.

She demanded to know again, "I could enter your dreams before! Before! What's so wrong with you?! Why are you like this?!"

Nick's head tilted, suggesting to her an answer, "I no dweam. I no evan memfer da wast tiwe dat maffened. I doz get-"

Luna scoffed as she knew where he was alluding towards, "Oh please, everypony dreams. And, I don't care for your nightmares. Nightmares only help me when I want to torment. I needed access to your dreams! How else would I know if my sister was planning something against me?!"

Celestia would do such a thing? ...Maybe she would.

Luna said more to herself, "Cheap harlot stabs me in the back! She thinks I've forgotten all this time! But, I didn't. Scars may heal, but intent persists!"

Nick was curious, intercepting her muttering with a question of his own, "Um...wha?"

Luna brought herself back to his plane of existence by acknowledging vaguely, "Well, she truthfully blasted me whilst we were facing the other. Still...my saying stays!"

Nick didn't understand what she was referencing, drawing the conversation back to his dreaming, "Well, I no know. But...I no dweam. Eva."

Luna scratched her chin, trying to think through why his brain was that way.

Then...it dawned on her, eyes pin-pricking as she understood why.

She stared down at him, critically studying him as she mumbled out, "It's the ones who you least suspect that are the most likely. But, should I tell her?"

Smiling with naughty aims, the lunar lunatic brought him onto her back, disregarding the stare and mass blinking the child expressed.

She sang in breathes, "You're both in the dark. I so hope you find the light, dear nephew of mine. Hehehe."

Luna then kept walking with a bit of joy from the sounds of her whistling.

No idea what she meant. Still no idea where I'm going. Honestly have no idea if I'm even happy to be stuck with this bundle of crazy over Celestia. Greatttt.