Spike sat there screaming for a good minute while looking over at Luna, who sat there with a goofy relaxed smile on her face. Spike wasn't sure how to even react to watching her for a second while the flight attendant who just rolled her eyes came over.

"Sir, you need to be quiet. Is there something going on?" She looked like she was about to snap at him, which only caused Spike to quiet down as he looked back at Luna, who gave a gentle wave for a minute.

"Ma'am? Can you see her?" He was pointing over towards Luna; the Flight attendant looked down at the seat, though she managed to see nothing for her case instead of seeing the Woman.

"There’s no one there? Is there something wrong? Do you need a doctor?” The flight attendant, who Spike realized the name was Jenny from her name tag, eyed someone in the back and let out a light smile.

“No, it’s fine. I am so sorry, um, could I get some scotch? I think I’m getting a little air scared.” His pun only earned a light groan from Jenny, who handed him a small plastic cup; at this point, Spike imagined she would have a few glasses herself when she was done. Spike looked back towards Luna, who just smiled more as she leaned around the seat pulled back gently. The plane bounced for a second from turbulence as She began leaving, heading off to another passenger.

“What are you doing here? No How did you get in here?” He quickly asked, watching Luna, who exclaimed,

“Well, When you didn’t arrive at Waffle house, I figured I’d pop up right next to you. So, where are we going? Is this our Honeymoon?” She looked excited while looking around the plane.

“No, I’m heading home; you’re getting off the plane. What is this? Are you stalking me?” Spike asked, trying to find an excuse.

“I’m a goddess, and it wasn’t hard to find you, honey.” She leaned in, a slight smile on her face as her hands caressed his chest. “It’s so nice to meet you, babe.” She giggled as she thought of it. Spike wasn’t sure how to react to this at all while he leaned in.

“Fine, you’re a goddess, but if that’s true? I mean, What the heck are you? Cause I’ve never met a god before. What are you a goddess of?”

Luna smirked while she stood up and exclaimed,

“I’m the Goddess of Love and life. That’s what I am, and I roam the world to give life to others and let those find the Love that they need.” Luna giggled more as she gave a slight spin. No one seemed even to pay attention to the Woman, while Spike found himself hardly believing this.

“Really? Prove it show me that you are a god right now.”

“I mean, I did just appear on a plane around people, darling but fine, I’m sure I can issue you some proof.” She smiled more as she tilted her head and started looking around. At the same time, she got up, standing before everyone. She began walking. Her t-shirt and loose shorts began to transform as a beautiful white dress melded around her body. The cloth was seethrough as Spike began to rub his eyes, unsure why no one else was even seeing this. A fantastic sight as he watched her stand before a woman.

“This woman here’s name is Harshwinny, she’s heading home to give birth, She’s three weeks from giving birth, and Harshwinny wants to be around her family when she does but now.”

Luna quickly snapped her finger with a long moment of pause. Then without warning, the Woman began screaming, a loud moan as she let out a hard.

“Oh god, I think my water just broke!” there was a moment of pause as they watched everything happen. Spike is suddenly taken aback. In contrast, they watched as the Woman on the other side of the room screamed. The passengers being their usual selves, Children were crying. Men are running away. The flight attending asked if there was a doctor around.

Luna’s smile reached far and wide as she said,

“Do you believe me now that I’m a goddess, honey?” Her hands reached over, caressing his pants gently. Spike wasn’t sure what to say, his heart racing as he watched everyone running over to the screaming Woman giving birth.

“I mean, it could be a coincidence, that's all. I mean, it's.”

“Honey, do you want me to do something else cause I’m willing to. Maybe I could make two people suddenly want to screw after they fall in Love.” She leaned in, kissing his neck as she smiled more; Spike found himself shivering as he shook his head.

“No, never mind, I believe you; you’re a goddess.” He gave off a light chuckle as Luna smiled more,

“I’m so glad you understood, honey.” She leaned in, hugging him. Her dress turned back to a plain white t-shirt and jeans as she leaned back.

The attendant looked back at her. Slightly confused as she realized Luna was there.

“Oh miss, is there anything you’d like me to get you?”

“Oh, nothing much could you give my handsome husband and me some peanuts?” she giggled more, though Spike sat there laughing nervously, not sure what he had gotten himself into.

“Ahh, I’m sure I can do that, and congratulations.” The small bags were handed over while the attendant headed off. Oddly, it seemed as though the flight attendent was in a better mood even though a woman not far from them was giving birth, letting out a blood-curdling scream.

“She seems nice, and It’s too bad the woman she loves is currently cheating on her.”

“Wait, what? How do you even know?”

“Honeybuns, I’m a goddess; these are things I know when you in my department. My job is to see into the love lives of others and find who they’re meant to be with.”

“Well, I guess there’s someone out there for everyone, huh?” He asked, looking somewhat curious and wondering how it might be like looking through her eyes.

“Sadly no, some people… Some people just don’t get that and end up alone. It’s the sad truth. But people can go their whole life and never find their true Love. It leaves them bitter, but it happens. But I help them find it. It’s up to them to put the effort to try and find the right person.”

“That's rough.”

“It can be, but that's life. It’s sad, but that's what I was taught while working for Cupid.”

“Cupid, but you said you’re a goddess of Love. Doesn’t that mean your over well, the little angel in a diaper?” Spike asked, causing Luna to laugh more,

“Oh wow, that still goes on; I swear he hates how you humans depict him. But no, Cupid is higher, well was a higher rank god, we’re now equal rank. But I was a simple minor love goddess, pretty much his assistant. But after some events, well, I got a promotion to a living goddess, and the love goddess part stuck on.”

“Well, I guess that's. Wait, ok, and please explain how did you get a promotion to be a new god?” Spike shook his head while wondering more,

“Well, simply, the last God of life was killed, and Someone has to take his place; as per tradition, one god dies, another one takes their place.” Luna giggled more as Spike sighed, unsure about all this but somewhat understanding it.

“God is, one god kicked the bucket, and you took over. But I have to ask… Why me? Why did you marry me? How did that happen?”

“Oh, I can answer that; it’s a funny story.” There was a bubbly tone in her voice at this, like she’d wanted to tell him this entire time, as she raised her hand. Her fingers glowed as she started making a circle. The small tv for his inflight movie began turning on flickering as it began to show… Well himself.

“Wait, how you are… Never mind goddess.” Spike pushed the questions off, as he figured it would lead to more questions he wasn’t ready to ask. Spike turned, watching himself on the screen.

Spike was drinking, a cocky grin on his face as he watched the cards turn, the crowd around him cheering more.

“How damn I’m a roll, lady luck must be on my side.” The moment he saw himself hitting twenty-one. He turned around, pulling his chips in as he took another swig of his drink. He cracked his neck as Big Mac patted him on the side.

“Dude, I say we get out of here; we’re up like ten grand. We don’t need to get kicked out.”

“But come on, dude, we’re on a roll. We’ve got plenty of time. Beat the house.” Spike responded, sounding beyond cocky. That shit-eaten grin on his face while his best friend shook his head.

“Yeah, well, it takes one bad roll, and we’re out on our asses.”

“Maybe, but hey, doesn’t Elvis always say If I wind up broke, Oh well, cause I had a heck of a time.”

“It’s swinging time, and yeah, say that when we need to call Fluttershy to pick our broke butts up,” Big Mac added while Spike puffed it off.

“Fine, but let's get some drinks. I gotta get you one of them, fancy strippers.” He chuckled while patting his oldest pal on the back.

“Dude, you think that would be a good idea? I mean, I’m getting married.”

“Big Mac, it’s a stripper, and you're not going to be sleeping with the girl, just a lap dance, Besides what the worst that could happen.” Spike and Big Mac walk off while heading out of the casino a pocket full of cash and ready for more fun on this night. After all, it’s their last night of pure freedom for one of them.

The television soon showed a flash of static before turning over to a bar, someplace Spike couldn’t recognize through the inside of the video. Spike saw him and Big Mac drinking. The girls walk around wearing little to no clothes and a little too much make-up. Some dancing and hanging around older men. A wide smile while Spike watched the rest of them.

“Woah boy, you don’t see girls like this around.” Spike chuckled more, clearly taking another shot, Drinking off a storm, a smirk on his face while.

“Yeah, well, maybe you should cut back on the drinking man. You’ve had a good bit.”

“Nah, nothing wrong with a few. Besides, someone got to celebrate my best friend getting hitched. Finding the one you’d love.” He smirked with a laugh as he looked around.

“Yeah, though still, we should cool it down some. I don’t want you getting into any trouble.”

“I’ll be fine, besides. I just want to live one more day.” He looked off for a second though Spike wasn’t smiling there.

“You know I’m gonna miss you, man.” There was a sadness in Spike’s voice for a second, though. He wasn’t sure if it was from the drinking or purely genuine for the longest time.

“What the heck do you mean, man? I’m just getting married; I’m not moving off?”

“Yeah, though I guess it won’t be the same, your off getting married. Moving on, while me… I’m still here if that makes sense. You’re like a brother, more than my brother. Doing everything together. Like remember when we were in high school, and we got that cow on the roof of Principal Morris house.”

“Damn, how could I forget. The old fart was pissed for like a month, and I think he’s still trying to figure out how it got up there.” Big Mac laughed more while hitting his shoulder.

“Yeah, though you’ll be heading off moving on with your life, and I don’t think we’ll ever have wild tales like that. You’re moving on. I just feel like I’m being left behind.”

“Hey, doesn’t mean you’re going to be forgotten. Your my best man, and not like you’ll forget where I live.”

“I guess your right. But still, I’m going to miss these nights. Us hanging out drinking, flirting with girls, you’re probably one of my best wingmen.”

“Thanks, You know it’s not the end, and besides, I’m sure you’ll find someone out there that's meant for you.”

“Nah, I’m not special; who would want to be with some dick like me. Besides, In some cases, I feel better being single… I think.” More dought in the Past Spike’s voice as he took another drink. Big Mac shook his head and took the glass from him.

“I think you’ve had way too much, man. So get yourself some water.”

“Fine, though only if you get a lap dance from the pretty girl over there.” Pointing off to a pale-skinned Raven hared Woman who danced her glasses flashing against them.

“Fine, give me a few bucks to pay the girl then, and get some damn water partner.” Big Mac patted his shoulder, more worried about his friend than anything.

“Fine, but I swear I’m not drunk. I could still take anyone under the table.”

Big Mac took a few singles and twenties, his eyes on the Pale woman; while Spike sat back, he turned towards the bartender, a fine-looking girl with a bit of a plump face wearing all leather and red hair.

“Mind if I get a shot of Big Mac.” He imagined it wouldn’t hurt him getting another shot.

“Sure thing, sweetheart.” She moved over, pouring him another drink.

There, a familiar figure came over, Luna, who was wearing a white blouse and a top that gave away too much cleavage but hid enough that no one would mistake her as a stripper there. Who sat next to Spike.

“Something wrong there, sweetheart?” Luna seemed giddy as she looked at the young man. Her eyes seemed to turn away, looking back somewhere. However, he turned back towards Spike as he sighed.

“Well, best friends are getting married, and I feel a bit lonely. Though hey, I’m here and might be over there.” His voice sounded a bit more slurred while taking another long swig.

“Oh dear, that sounds horrible. No one should be feeling lonely.” She moved in closer, and a hand raised as she asked the bartender.

“Ma’am, could I possibly get something sweet?” The bartender nodded, handing over a fizzy drink that bubbled without much of a thought while Luna took a drink. Her eyes were on it almost nervously as she poked and prodded it before finally taking a sip.

“Ohh, this is so good, what's it called?” but before Luna could get the answer, the bartender had left, taking care of another patron.

“It’s fine, and I think she just got you a sugary drink. So it’s not much.” Spike chuckled, taking another drink. “So what's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this.” He flirted more though his body was swaying more than anything.

“Oh, It’s my first time here, and I wanted to see what you people are like.” She gave a more broad smile as she took another drink.

“Wow, this doesn’t taste like anything from home, and it's amazing.”

“Heh, well, it’s good to know. By the way, I’m Spike, Spike Drake.”

“I’m…” She paused for a second like she was trying to think of something, maybe even remember what her name was, as she suddenly spoke out. “Luna, that's right, I’m Luna.”

“Well, Luna, do you have a last name? Or is it Moon?” Spike chuckled while taking another sip, whistling into the bitter taste and fire growing in his throat.

“Well, Sure, that's my last name, Luna Moon.” She laughed more, unsure if she understood what they were talking about though Spike snorted loudly.

“Well, good to know Luna, but yeah, I shouldn’t feel lonely, I should be proud of him, but hey, I guess it happens.” He took another shot while he ordered another drink quickly.

“Well, still, no one should feel lonely. Is there anything I could do for you, sweetie?” A tiny bit of excitement as she leaned in, taking another drink.”

“I don’t know what do you have in mind? I mean, I’ve got to keep an eye on my friend.”

“I’m sure he’ll be fine besides. I must make sure that people find happiness and are filled with life.” She giggled more, but even the Past Spike was confused by this.

“What do you mean by that? Are you a hooker? Cause I don’t think I can afford your rates, you’re gorgeous.”

“A hooker? No, besides, what is that? Never mind, I’m sure I can find out later, But please let me help you feel better. I know of something I could do so your no longer lonely.”

“Sure, I suppose we can try. What could happen?”

Spike looked back at Luna and shook his head,

“That's what happened?” Luna nodded in response and smiled as she kissed his cheek.

“Yes, and it was a heck of a time, we got to this church and a man dressing funny, he said some words, and we’re married, and it means you're no longer alone. Though after that… wow.” She smiled more as she looked back at the screen that flashed more and showed images as Spike couldn’t help but notice her half-naked being taken. He knew exactly who the guy was as he suddenly reached over, covering it.

“Turn that off!” Spike practically shouted while Luna felt her head lower down.

“Sorry, I hope I didn’t cause any trouble.” There the screen turned black.

“It’s fine, but I just don’t want people seeing me well….”

“Well, what?” Luna added, being more innocent at this point. She reached down suddenly and started to rub his thigh, her fingers lingering near his crotch while Spike looked more shocked trying to cover himself.

“Don’t do that; I don’t want us getting caught; heck, who knows what would happen or how people would even try to react.”

“Fine but, come on, last night was so much fun. Plus, isn’t this our honeymoon.”

“I mean, I— I mean we’re….” Spike was speechless. He fully realized he had married a stranger and couldn’t remember anything.

“So we’re married, and I’m going to guess we’re not getting a divorce.”

“Why would we get a divorce? I mean, didn’t you want to be married?” Spike tried saying it as it was, but. His heart skipped a beat, and he felt guilty. Luna looked somewhat sad from such an expression.

“You know what, Forget about that. I mean-- what's the worst that could happen.” Spike couldn’t help but hate saying that since he realized that would get him in far more trouble than it should.

“Yay, I promise you won’t regret it. I’ll be the best wife ever!” she hugged him tightly. Her breasts pushed into his arm as he looked back.

“So, I suppose we’re going to need to get to know each other. I’m Spike, Spike Drake.”

“And I’m Luna Drake.” She smiled and leaned in, kissing him. Their lips met, and a spark of electricity ran through him as he pulled back for a spare minute.

“So, Well, this is something.” He shook his head as he let loose a bit more.

“Heh, well, it’s nice, though I am wondering,”

“What's that?” Not sure what he could tell a god, what wouldn’t she know.

“Whats a mile High club, Oh! Could we join it?” Luna asked while looking around the plane. Spike couldn’t help but find himself groaning, having a feeling it wouldn’t be easy being married to a goddess.

Author's Note

Hey there guy's well here's the newest chapter you're getting it at least a couple of days after the patreon version, though I will say I hope you're enjoying the sequel I was thinking if I made this into a series it would be about some random person who finds themselves married to a random God or Goddess, though that's for the future I'm going to say. But for now Let's see what kind of shenanigans this Spike, and Luna (Goddess of Love and Life.) Can get themselves into. let the madness begin.

Heck we might even get to see Celestia P.S In this world Luna and Celestia aren't sisters, it's Luna and Cadence cause why not.

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