It’s been a few days, and Luna has spent most of her time in her lab writing In her journa.

“Twenty-five September, second week. The transformations are unimaginable. As seductive as cider. But ten times more intoxicating. It’s so deep… ”

Kibitz went to Luna. “Um… a mare would like to see you.”

“Send her away, Kibitz,” said Luna.

“I guess you got your business card.” Kibitz started to walk away.

Luna was confused and stood up. “My card?”

Kibitz handed the card to Luna. “Yes, ma’am.”

Luna read before looking at Kibitz. “I need to see her, Kibitz.”

Kibitz went to the door to call the mare.

Luna wrote again. “The delirium is so deep that I can remember feeling younger, lighter. Twice more alive. I altered the balance of the formula in the hope of entering into these strange new delicious sensations. Today I intend to ... ”

Luna stopped writing when she saw Trixie. “Good morning, Miss…”

“Trixie. Trixie Lulamoon,” said Trixie. “The same mare you met at the bar, remember?”

“Yes. I remember, ”replied Luna.

Trixie went to Luna. “You said if I needed a friend…”

“Yes, of course,” said Luna.

Trixie took off her cloak. Luna saw a bruise.

“My Faust!” Luna brought a chair for Trixie to sit on. “Who would do such a thing?”

“These things happen a lot overnight,” Trixie said as she sat down.

Luna grabbed her medical bag with her magic as she looked at the bruise. “You have family?”

“No. Trixie has no family,” replied Trixie.

“Why didn’t you go to the police?” asked Luna.

“Police? Somepony like me?” asked Trixie. “A rich pony like her? And besides… she always shows up there. I’m afraid of what she can do. If she finds out Trixie reported her to the police. If she wants, she can kill me!”

Trixie put her hoof on Luna’s. “She’s not a pony!”

Trixie realized what she was doing. “Trixie is sorry.”

“But ... what mare is that?” asked Luna.

“Nightmare Moon,” answered Trixie before feeling a pain.

“I’m sorry. I apologize, ”said Luna.

“No one has ever been so kind to Trixie in her life.” Trixie looked at Luna.

“Nothing more than you deserve.”

“Attention, affection. The same hooves with a sound about me,” Luna began to put the bandage. “A warmth, a love Trixie didn’t dream of. A sweet, everlasting, gentle garden. This is how it is with her… so I love what she is beginning and end of. These are memories that don’t erase from Trixie.”

When Luna finished, Trixie got up and kissed. But Luan left the kiss.

“I’m sorry,” said Luna. “I know you found me at a difficult time. Good morning, Mrs. Trixie. ”

“Good morning…?” Trixie watched Luna leave. “Life goes on. Will not stop. And looking for my place… my past Trixie came. Locked in Trixie. Trixie can’t escape. Trixie want to fly. I don’t know how to try. But yes, reach somepony. Just like you. And I know I find somepony just like me. My heart will race if that somepony arrives. ”

Trixie left Luna’s house. “A whole world to share for somepony to show me a world I don’t know. A love that I saved and will enter where I locked. I know somepony like you. Trixie, Trixie know that want to meet somepony like me again. Again, if anypony ever comes to Trixie unintentionally. I find somepony like Trixie. My heart will come… if anypony comes… to Trixie. To Trixie. To… Trixie.” Trixie sighed.

Twinkleshine and Sweetie Belle were at the bar.

“I’m hoping everything was to your liking,” said Twinkleshine.

“I’d like to see you there again ... next week,” said Sweetie Belle.

“Sure, your grace. Serving you is a pleasure. Must be good news from so much charity, right?” said Twinkleshine. “The only thing that interests me is just having fun. See you Wednesday then.”

“Very well, your grace,” said Sweetie Belle.

“You hypocrite!” Nightmare Moon approached Sweetie Belle. “If not Romeo of the priesthood and Juliet of the sergeant. A very beautiful couple.”

Sweetie Belle was annoyed. “Who are you?!”

Sweetie Belle intended to go. But Nightmare Moon prevented it.

“Let me pass!”

“My heart warms to know that even here, in the Canterlot sewers, romance can flourish for a hypocrite.”

“How dare you like that?” asked Mayor Mare, not at all pleased. “You know who you’re talking to?”

Nightmare Moon took the cross Sweetie Belle was wearing around her neck. “I know exactly who it is. Yourself. It’s on the hospital board, and you are an obscene!”

Sweetie Belle fell back as she tried to leave. But Nightmare Moon grabbed her.

“Corrupt! You pervert! And evil and hypocritical!” shouted Nightmare Moon in an unhappy way as she hit the mare with a hoof.

“I then, eternal instinct. The darkness I will show to the world, ”sang Nightmare moon. “And I will show the world that I am Nightmare Moon! I feel freer! What a wonderful feeling! It’s bigger than me. Nightmare Moon!”

While singing, Nightmare Moon poured gasoline before lighting a match and Sweetie Belle began to catch fire.

“Twenty-nine September, as the day of the latest formula, I believe I may be finally finding results for developing memories of nocturnal altered states. Impoverished shadows of untold evil images haunt me. Faust just tell me that it just nightmares.”

Author's Note

Before you speak, Sweetie Belle is a grown mare in this history. And I'm really sorry that this chapter was short