Adventures at Bonnie’s Place

A harsh loud banging jolted Bonnie Delight awake in her bed. A tired moan escaped her as she rolled off the mattress.

“I swear to Celestia if this is another burglar I’m gonna turn’em into a plot plug for a month.” The unicorn grumbled to herself and rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she started down the stairs. The doors to her restaurant shuddered as another sound of loud banging thudded from outside.

“Mama Bonnie’s is closed sug!” She shouted through the door as she got closer. “Last robber is still flank fat so don’t tempt me.”

“Tis us Miss Delight.” A familiar though much quieter regal voice sounded through the door.

“Your highness!” Bonnie went wide eyed before opening the doors and quickly bowed.

“Rise Miss Delight, we are in need of your assistance.” Luna walked past the unicorn and closed the doors, locking them with her dark blue magic.

“Right, what can Mama Bonnie do for ya sug?” Bonnie straightened and Luna pursed her lips. A slight blue blush showed on her face as she sat down on the floor. Her belly bulged outward noticeably, it gurgled softly and there were subtle motions of somepony inside.

“We may have accidentally eaten a young colt.” Luna looked away avoiding eye contact. There was a beat, then another as Bonnie’s head pivoted between Luna’s face and her belly.

“What!?! We need to get’em out your highness before-!” Bonnie’s panic was silenced as a globe of dark magic wrapped around her head.

“Miss Delight please calm down, We cast an anti-digestion spell once the accident had occurred.” Luna stared down Bonnie waiting quietly as the mare’s panic subsided before dropping her spell.

“Pardon my Prench, but by your sister fat rutting flanks how did ya manage to accidentally swallow a colt !?!” Bonnie swore.

Luna’s ear pulled back like a cat’s at the vulgar language but pursed her lips.

“We… I… tis a long tale Miss Delight, perhaps some coffee would not be remiss?” The diarch suggested.

Bonnie sighed in frustration before setting a table for them both and trudging back to the kitchen for some strong black coffee for the princess… and an equally strong bottle of liquor for herself it was going to be a long night.

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“So start from the top while the colt works his way through ya your highness.” Bonnie sipped her drink and sighed enjoying the burn as it went down.

“What doth thou know of the origins of Nightmare Night?” Luna asked

“Only what's taught in schools ya highness, figured it was partly true and partly made up.” Bonnie replied somberly.

“Unfortunately… tis mostly true.” Luna gulped down some of her coffee. “We did not become Nightmare Moon overnight, we first created her as a persona in our little ponies’ dreams.”

“A boogey-stallion?” Bonnie interjected.

“Similar yes, as a means to get at least some recognition from our subjects.” Luna sighed deeply with one hoof rubbing her now still and slightly snoring belly. “A monster to scare them into loving us.”

“Not the best plan, your highness.” Bonnie took another swig of her bottle.

“We know, it worked for a time and since our sister is powerless to enter the realm of dreams she was none the wiser.” Luna nodded. “But ponies learn to live with nightmares.”

“Guessin’ the tribute part came next.” Bonnie said flatly.

“Yes it did, Nightmare Moon now began demanding some tribute during the night or we would gobble up the offending pony.” Luna silently wished she’d ask for alcohol instead.

“You didn’t?” Bonnie asked in a half-chuckle.

“Not at first, but when the threat only did not take root…” Luna motioned to her belly. “We grew… peckish.”

“And this colt was just whatish? Reflesh?” Bonnie asked, starting to slur her words.

“Yes, while at first we were angry our sister kept the tradition going, we learned many modern ponies enjoyed the fright… then this young colt had little candy to offer at our statue.” Luna downed the last of her coffee.

“And gulpshh..” Bonnie giggled and slid her bottle away.

“Indeed, we did cast our protective magic as soon as the deed was done, then came here fleeing our sister’s astute student.” Luna said somberly and picked up the disappointingly empty bottle.

“Pshhh…” Bonnie gave a drunken smile and patted Luna’s shoulder. “Shh your highnesh, its okay. Mama Bonnie’sh got secretsh too.”

Bonnie drunkenly motioned for Luna to lean in closer.

“Shesh a bad mare…” Bonnie’s drunken smile slipped to a more serious expression.

“Miss Delight, what art thou talking about?” Luna asked.

“Shhh the Big Mare of Shhtallongradsh.” Bonnie giggled and leaned on Luna’s side. “Ate lotsa ponies.”

Luna raised an eyebrow and looked around as Bonnie began to murmur in her drunken stupor before drifting off to a fitful sleep. Quietly and carefully she levitated Bonnie back to her bed upstairs. She pondered Bonnie’s sleeping form before curiosity overcame her reason and a single thread of her dream walking spell connected her to Bonnie’s drunken sleeping mind.