E̸s̵t̵i̷m̶a̶t̵e̴d̴ ̴T̵i̸m̴e̷ ̸T̷i̸l̸l̴ ̸H̴a̵l̵t̶m̶a̴n̷n̷'̸s̷ ̸A̸r̴r̸i̵v̸a̸l̶:̶ ̵1̴ ̶w̷e̸e̶k̴,̶ ̸2̵ ̴d̵a̵y̶s̶,̴ ̸1̸4̴ ̵h̶o̵u̷r̶s̷
F̵i̶r̶s̷t̷ ̶C̷a̴n̷d̶i̸d̴a̴t̵e̷:̴ ̴P̸r̶i̵n̷c̴e̶s̴s̵ ̵L̶u̶n̵a̵

"Tia! Twas a fuck up!"

"Luna, please. When was the last time you slept?" Princess Celestia stood in the doorway of her sisters chambers, watching the frazzled form of Luna aimlessly pacing around her bed. For the third day in a row.

"I cannot! If I sleep then I might dream! And if I dream then I might find myself in his Dream! And then I will have to confront my feelings on the matter!"

"...Yes, that is how it should go."

"No. I will not make things worse."

"Nor would you if you would just close your eyes and rest instead of... whatever this is. This certainly isn't helping."

"I refuse! I need... I need-"

S̷u̸g̶g̷e̴s̴t̵i̷o̶n̷
̷Y̴o̷u̵ ̸w̴i̷s̷h̵ ̴t̴o̷ ̶b̴e̴ ̷a̴l̷o̸n̸e̷.̷ ̸Y̶o̴u̷ ̶n̵e̶e̶d̸ ̸s̶p̸a̴c̷e̴.̵ ̷T̷h̸e̸ ̵m̶o̸o̸n̸ ̷i̶ ̴ ̸ ̸s̵ ̵ ̸ ̴ ̷ ̶ ̵o̶ ̸ ̸ ̶ ̶ ̵ ̵ ̶ ̵ ̶l̴-̷-̴-̶-̵-̴-̵

"I know what I need." Celestia sighed and retreated as Luna began digging through her poorly hidden 'private' drawer. She would have to get back to her later, she had other duties to attend to.

I̴.̴.̶.̵ ̴C̶o̵n̶n̴e̴c̵t̸i̵o̸n̵ ̷I̷n̶s̷u̵f̵f̵i̸c̷i̸e̸n̶t̷.̷

E̸s̸t̸i̴m̵a̸t̸e̷d̸ ̸T̷i̵m̸e̵ ̶T̴i̴l̵l̸ ̴H̸a̷l̶t̶m̷a̴n̶n̸'̷s̵ ̴A̶r̸r̴i̵v̵a̶l̶:̵ ̸1̴ ̶w̷e̷e̸k̶,̴ ̶2̵ ̸h̵o̶u̴r̴s̷
̵N̷e̴x̴t̴ ̷C̸a̷n̶d̷i̶d̴a̶t̸e̷:̷ ̶C̴a̸r̶i̵n̵a̴

"... Time... Halt... Carina..." The pink changeling just looked up at the sleeping face of Elfilis as he mumbled to himself.

"You can sleep talk? How did I not know this?"

"... Abort..."

I̶n̵t̸e̴r̸f̴e̵r̷e̵n̶c̵e̴,̵ ̸A̶b̶o̷r̴t̷ ̶C̴o̷n̶n̵e̶c̴t̶i̶o̶n̵

H̵a̶l̶t̵m̷a̷n̵n̴ ̵h̶a̴s̸ ̵m̶a̸d̸e̶ ̴u̵n̸e̶x̵p̷e̸c̴t̶e̶d̸ ̸j̷u̸m̴p̶:̴ ̷T̵i̵m̴e̸ ̶T̵i̸l̴l̸ ̵A̴r̷r̸i̸v̵a̵l̸ ̸i̶s̷ ̴N̵o̵w̶ ̷2̴ ̷d̵a̸y̶s̸,̸ ̷1̴6̴ ̶h̵o̸u̴r̵s̴
̸R̸e̴a̵d̴j̸u̴s̷t̵i̸n̴g̴ ̵C̶a̶n̷d̴i̶d̷a̷t̸e̴ ̷P̶a̶r̵a̴m̴e̸t̷e̴r̶s̶.̷.̶.̷
̸N̶e̷x̷t̸:̵ ̶V̴i̴n̸y̴l̸ ̷S̷c̵r̵a̵t̷c̵h̸

"I do, really really mean it when I say I'm sorry Octavia. And I promise I'm not saying that to butter you up." The classical Earth Pony merely hummed around the scoop of ice-cream, it was thick disbelief. "I'm serious!"

"I want to believe that Vinyl, but you haven't stopped, as you say, 'buttering me up' for days now. Even now, we are sharing a tub of ice-cream that is a flavor you don't like while music you don't enjoy is playing from the radio." Vinyl took a large scoop of the pistachio flavored dessert and scarfed it down as if to prove her love for it, though her grimace and repressed gag were less than convincing. "My point exactly. Also, please don't make yourself sick."

"Guh- Sorry. I mean it though! Honestly, if you took the penis and locked it up somewhere-"

"What has my life turned to?"

"-then I would be fine with it. Just... The fact that I don't have to go through some super experimental surgery anymore, that foals are an option now... I'm happy with that. Tonight, we can just-"

S̵u̸g̶g̸e̸s̶t̴i̵o̶n̴
̸G̶o̸ ̴o̵n̶ ̵a̶ ̵p̴i̷c̸n̶i̵c̶ ̷o̵u̶t̵s̷i̷d̷e̴.̵ ̸B̶r̸i̴n̸g̵ ̶a̶ ̵t̶e̸l̵e̴s̷c̴o̶p̴e̸ ̶a̵n̵d̸ ̴w̵a̶t̷c̸h̶ ̶t̴h̵e̴ ̶s̴t̷a̶r̶s̷ ̵w̵i̷t̸h̶ ̵y̵o̸u̶.̴

"-lay out a blanket and bury our muzzles in each other until we're seeing stars."

"Only you Vinyl, could say that without a hint of a blush on your cheeks."

"I'm cheating, disguise remember?"

T̸h̶a̶t̷ ̶w̸a̴s̵ ̷n̶o̵t̸-̸
̵M̷e̵s̷s̵a̷g̶e̴ ̴M̸i̵s̵i̷n̶t̶e̶r̵p̶r̴e̴t̵e̶d̵.̶

C̷a̵n̴d̴i̴d̸a̶t̸e̴ ̵T̵o̴b̵y̴-̷
̷N̴e̴v̷e̸r̷m̸i̶n̴d̶

The customers of Toby's bar looked on in confusion and fear as the small drink mixer jumped over three times his own height into the air and buried his foot up to the ankle into a keg of apple cider. He stayed there, looking around and searching in every corner for an adversary he could not see. An older pony just looked up at his strange friend and sighed tiredly into his mug as the drink flowed out from under him, becoming ruined as it fell onto the floor.

"Always something with you. If I wasn't already going gray..."

H̷a̷l̶t̵m̴a̴n̶n̸ ̶i̶s̸ ̴1̴ ̸d̵a̷y̴,̸ ̶2̵3̷ ̴h̷o̴u̸r̸s̷ ̵a̷w̶a̷y̸ ̸f̵r̸o̵m̴ ̷a̷t̷m̸o̵s̵p̸h̷e̶r̶e̴.̵
̶C̷a̷n̵d̷i̴d̸a̸t̷e̵:̶ ̷D̴a̶r̴o̵a̴c̴h̷

"Yes ma'am, those are very pretty gems... Yes, I'm sure they aren't what I am searching for... Ma'am... Ma'am, this isn't a shopping trip... Lady, look. If those were the gems I was looking for I still wouldn't buy them from you because what I am looking for is property stolen from the Princesses. You would be under arrest in that big airship over there and the gems would be gone before you could even blink... No! They are not for sale! I'm tempted to have you arrested just for that you dumb broad! The gems. Are property. Of Celestia. The Princess who controls the sun? The giant ball of burning everything that gives life to the planet? You might have even heard of her sister, Luna? Controls the moon? I'm willing the bet that means she controls the oceans too. Imagine that, the two ponies who could both set your shop on fire while it floods at the same time... You dumb bitch. You most certainly cannot believe you could pay more than the crown could offer. You are either an idiot who thinks she can or you are an idiot you thinks I am stupid enough to believe you."

.̷.̵.̵ ̵I̷n̵s̷u̶f̴f̷i̴c̷i̵e̴n̸t̴ ̶O̵p̸p̸o̵r̸t̸u̵n̶i̵t̸y̵.̴

C̸a̷n̴d̵i̷d̵a̵t̸e̸s̸:̷ ̵A̶l̵p̷h̷a̵,̴ ̴B̴e̴t̸a̴,̷ ̷D̸e̶l̵t̷a̸

"Show yourself!"
"My mind is my own!"
"Fool."

C̸a̶n̵d̵i̵d̶a̸t̶e̵s̴ ̸a̵r̴e̸ ̵h̶o̸s̵t̴i̷l̴e̸

"The fuck are you three doing standing on my bed!" Queen Culicidae wouldn't get any answers from her knights/wardens, and she also wouldn't be able to get back in the mood to continue her 'session' with the terrified changeling hiding under the sheets.

C̸a̸n̴d̸i̵d̷a̵t̶e̵:̵ ̵T̵w̴i̸l̵i̶g̶h̶t̷ ̸S̷p̷a̸r̷k̸l̷e̴
̵S̸u̷g̷g̶e̶s̴t̵i̷o̶n̸
̶Y̴o̸u̷ ̴s̸h̶o̴u̸l̵d̸ ̴u̸s̸e̶ ̸y̸o̴u̷r̴ ̸t̴e̵l̶e̵s̶c̴o̸p̵e̸ ̷i̸n̵ ̸t̸h̴e̸ ̶c̵o̶m̴i̷n̶g̶ ̵n̷i̴g̵h̵t̸s̴.̶

The lavender unicorn's ears flicked in annoyance as her thoughts strayed away from her current subject of study. She turned away from her microscope for only a moment to jot down some quick observations and follow up questions she felt would be worth looking into.

.̷.̸.̵S̸u̵g̸g̷e̵s̸t̷i̵o̴n̷
̶W̴i̸t̶h̸ ̵t̸h̸e̸ ̷d̷i̴s̷c̶o̵v̸e̴r̴y̸ ̴o̵f̷ ̵n̵e̴w̶ ̴t̷y̵p̶e̸s̵ ̶o̷f̵ ̶M̴a̶t̸t̸e̸r̴,̷ ̷i̶t̶ ̶s̸h̷o̷u̶l̴d̴ ̷b̸e̵ ̴w̵o̶r̶t̴h̷ ̶i̶t̴ ̶t̷o̶ ̸s̵e̴e̵ ̴i̸f̸ ̶i̷t̶ ̷c̷h̸a̶n̶g̸e̵s̴ ̸y̷o̸u̶r̴ ̶u̷n̵d̶e̴r̵s̸t̷a̸n̸d̵i̷n̵g̶ ̶o̸f̵ ̵s̴p̶a̸c̷e̸ ̷a̵n̷d̷ ̸t̸h̷e̷ ̵u̶n̶i̶v̸e̵r̸s̷e̸.̵

"...One thing at a time Twilight... You're already knee deep in Pokemon Type research... I still need to ask Elfilis if a more permanent portal is possible, Professor Oak probably still has more to share..." The scientist muttered to herself, changing the slides under her instrument and casting a spell on her eyes to make viewing energy possible.

.̷.̸.̷ ̸W̷h̸a̷t̵ ̵T̶y̵p̴e̴ ̷i̴s̶ ̷s̵p̸a̴c̸e̷?̷ ̵C̴a̷n̷ ̷y̷o̸u̸r̶ ̵s̴p̵e̶l̴l̵ ̵a̸l̴l̶o̶w̸ ̵y̴o̴u̵ ̶t̴o̵ ̵s̶e̸e̷ ̸e̴n̷e̷r̸g̸i̴e̴s̶ ̶f̸r̶o̸m̷ ̶t̷h̵a̶t̴ ̷f̵a̴r̶ ̶a̸w̴a̸y̴?̶

"That's really interesting brain, but I'm busy right now."

.̴.̶.̵ ̷A̸n̶d̴ ̷l̶a̵t̸e̵r̴?̸

"I dunno. When I'm done discovering everything I can about the Types I have observed so far."

.̴.̸.̷ ̷B̴i̸t̸c̷h̸.̷

"Well that's just rude... me. I... should probably get some sleep..."

C̵a̴n̶d̶i̸d̶a̸t̸e̸:̵ ̷P̷i̸n̸k̸i̷e̷ ̵P̵i̷e̷

"Nope! I have to watch the bakery for the Cakes while they go on vacation!"

.̷.̵.̵ ̶A̷l̸r̶i̸g̷h̴t̶.̷

H̴a̷l̶t̶m̵a̸n̸n̶ ̷I̵m̴m̴i̸n̸e̷n̶t̵
̷C̴a̷n̴d̴i̴d̵a̸t̶e̴s̷ ̷S̵t̷a̴r̷ ̴V̶i̵s̷i̶o̵n̷ ̷a̵n̵d̴ ̴E̸l̵f̷i̷l̸i̴s̴ ̴a̸r̶e̴ ̸n̷o̸t̵ ̴s̷u̵i̸t̶a̵b̶l̵e̸
C̴a̷n̵d̵i̷d̶a̸t̴e̵ ̵P̸h̷a̴n̶t̵o̴m̵ ̵G̸a̵l̸a̶c̸t̸a̶ ̷K̶n̸-̸ ̶
̸F̴u̶c̵k̸ ̶t̵h̴a̷t̶.̴ ̶N̷o̴.̸ ̶D̵e̶n̶i̷e̶d̵.̵
̷R̵e̴a̶d̶j̸u̸s̷t̷i̵n̸g̷ ̴p̷l̷a̸n̶s̸.̵.̴.̸
S̴u̴r̸v̸e̷i̴l̴l̸a̷n̶c̵e̸ ̸c̵a̸p̶a̸b̷i̷l̴i̶t̴i̵e̶s̵ ̶e̵x̵p̷a̸n̷d̴e̴d̵.̶
̵%̸5̸0̷.̴.̵.̴ ̴%̵6̷0̵.̶.̵.̴ ̵%̵6̴2̴
̵G̴o̷o̸d̶ ̸e̴n̴o̷u̷g̴h̶.̶

"Fuck." I pinched my eyes closed and hissed as I tried not to collapse under my own weight, my levitation having failed me for a moment. I heard Carina yell out from the bathroom.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah! Yeah, just had a headache for a second. It's gone now."

L̵o̶c̷a̷t̷i̶n̷g̴ ̶T̵a̴r̷g̷e̷t̶.̶.̵.̶
̵V̸i̵e̴w̴ ̴o̶b̵s̷t̵r̶u̶c̸t̷e̷d̶.̴
̵A̶s̶ ̴I̷ ̸e̷x̴p̶e̸c̷t̴e̸d̶.̴
̴A̷n̵a̷l̶y̸z̷i̵n̸g̵ ̵n̴a̵t̶u̸r̴e̸ ̴o̶f̷ ̴o̵b̷s̶t̸r̵u̵c̸t̶i̶o̸n̵.̵.̵.̵
̵O̶b̵s̷t̷r̷u̷c̴t̸i̴o̸n̴ ̵i̵s̶.̵.̴.̵ ̸A̴l̷i̷v̸e̶.̴ ̷B̶a̶r̷e̶l̴y̶.̸
̷R̷e̷m̶n̷a̷n̸t̴ ̸o̴f̶ ̶a̷ ̸S̵o̸u̶l̸.̴ ̴A̸ ̷m̶i̷n̷d̷.̵
̸S̶u̶b̴v̷e̵r̸t̷i̵n̵g̶ ̴d̷e̸f̸e̶n̴s̴e̷.̴.̶.̴
̶S̷u̶c̷c̴e̶s̸s̶.̴

"I told you already, just call me Susie." The voice belonged to a vaguely bowling pin, or perhaps vase shaped being. One could be forgiven for not believing her to be a living being at all in truth. On closer inspection, her body appeared to be little more than an empty business dress with a hood. Her head looked little different from the robots and machines she built, with wide blue eyes and no visible mouth, and a pair of mechanical antennae parting her pink hair in place of ears. No arms, no legs, no feet, but a pair of yellow mittens attached to metallic cuffs floated about her body in place of hands. This was Susie Haltmann, one of the few non-robotic entities in the planet-sized spaceship.

"Sure thing boss!"

"... Right." She folded her hands on top of her desk before getting to business. "Report, how long until we can make another warp?"

"Calculating! Done! Mere minutes boss! But I would be remiss to not report that we coming up to a scheduled maintenance block in your schedule! That should be pushed up to before we make the warp, in the name of caution!"

S̸u̸s̸i̸e̶ ̵i̷s̴n̴'̴t̴ ̷t̵h̵e̵ ̸i̵s̴s̶u̶e̷.̸
̷S̶e̸a̴r̸c̷h̶i̵n̶g̷ ̴f̶o̴r̵ ̷M̸a̸x̷ ̴P̵r̴o̷f̸i̵t̷t̷ ̵H̵a̸l̵t̵m̸a̶n̸n̸.̷.̷.̶
̶R̶e̶s̶u̵l̵t̸s̷.̷.̴.̷ ̷I̷n̵c̶o̶n̷c̷l̸u̷s̶i̸v̷e̸.̴
̷S̷e̴a̵r̷c̴h̵i̸n̸g̸ ̸f̸o̷r̷ ̷S̶t̷a̴r̵ ̷D̷r̸e̷a̴m̸ ̴O̸S̶.̷.̶.̸
̴R̴e̷s̵u̸l̷t̴s̸.̷.̸.̵ ̵I̸n̷c̵o̷n̸c̸l̸u̶s̶i̶v̶e̴.̶
̸O̷k̴a̶y̴.̸.̸.̵
̶S̷e̴a̴r̶c̵h̵i̴n̸g̵ ̵f̸o̸r̴ ̸t̶h̵e̷ ̸M̷o̷t̴h̶e̵r̴ ̴C̷o̸m̶p̷u̷t̶e̸r̷.̷.̸.̶
̶R̴e̷s̴u̶l̸t̴s̸.̶.̴.̴ ̶F̸o̸u̶n̷d̸ ̷i̷t̵.̵

In the heart of the ship, a larger than life console sits silently in the center of its own dedicated chamber. Circuitry floods the floors and walls as they carry signal in and out of the Mother Computer, serving as the nexus of all information being made and stored on the artificial planet. It was-

N̴o̶t̵ ̷a̵ ̴t̶h̶r̴e̸a̴t̶.̶.̴.̵ ̴A̴l̵r̴i̷g̶h̷t̴.̷.̶.̶
̸L̸o̵w̸e̸r̴i̶n̸g̵ ̸r̸e̷s̷e̵r̷v̶e̶d̵ ̶p̸o̵w̶e̵r̶ ̷t̸o̸ ̵u̶n̸n̶o̷t̵i̷c̸e̸a̸b̴l̷e̶ ̵l̵e̷v̶e̴l̸s̴.̶.̵.̶
̷%̶4̵5̵
̵R̶e̷c̴a̴l̷c̶u̶l̵a̵t̴i̵n̴g̸ ̸p̵r̷e̵d̶i̵c̴t̷e̶d̷ ̴f̷u̸t̷u̶r̶e̸ ̶m̸e̸n̵t̷a̴l̷ ̵s̷t̴r̷e̴s̷s̷ ̵l̴e̴v̶e̴l̸s̶.̸.̷.̸
̵M̸a̵n̶a̵g̸e̶a̸b̷l̶e̸.̷
̷D̶i̷v̴e̶r̷t̴i̴n̸g̷ ̷r̶e̵s̸o̸u̷r̶c̶e̶s̴ ̸t̶o̸ ̷n̷e̷x̷t̶ ̴m̶a̵j̵o̷r̸ ̸c̸a̷u̸s̴e̸ ̴o̶f̸ ̴s̷t̷r̴e̶s̴s̵.̸.̷.̵
̵P̵r̶i̸n̴c̷e̵s̴s̷ ̸L̶u̷n̵a̸.̶.̷.̶ ̶D̶a̵m̶n̸ ̴i̵t̵.̸
̵P̶r̴o̶b̴l̵e̷m̵:̴ ̸C̵o̵n̵n̷e̶c̵t̷i̶o̷n̶ ̶t̷o̴ ̵t̸h̷e̸ ̵s̵u̸b̸j̴e̸c̷t̴ ̴i̴s̵ ̵w̷e̸a̵k̴,̴ ̵a̷n̸d̴ ̴a̶ ̴s̸t̵r̴o̶n̵g̶e̷r̵ ̶c̴o̵n̵n̶e̴c̶t̷i̷o̷n̸ ̵r̴i̸s̶k̵s̵ ̷s̵u̵b̶j̴e̴c̵t̵ ̷m̶a̴k̵i̷n̴g̴ ̸c̸o̸m̵p̸a̴r̵i̴s̵o̶n̵s̷ ̶t̵o̸ ̶m̷a̵n̴i̴p̵u̷l̵a̵t̸i̸v̸e̷ ̸m̴e̵n̵t̶a̴l̸ ̸e̸n̷t̶i̶t̸y̵ ̷f̴r̷o̴m̸ ̶s̷u̶b̴j̵e̷c̸t̷s̴ ̸t̸r̸a̸u̸m̷a̸t̸i̷c̷ ̸h̵i̶s̸t̷o̴r̵y̵.̶
̵S̵o̶l̵u̴t̶i̸o̴n̴:̶ ̶U̵h̸.̷.̴.̴ ̵C̵e̷l̷e̵s̵t̶i̸a̸ ̸h̸a̵s̴n̴'̶t̴ ̵d̸e̶a̴l̴t̴ ̸w̴i̷t̷h̶ ̸b̶r̴a̷i̸n̷ ̷p̸a̵r̷a̸s̸i̶t̵e̸s̵ ̸h̷a̷s̵ ̶s̶h̶e̶?̵

Celestia smirked around the rim of her teacup as an idea formed in her head.

"You know... You are usually so composed sister. If this is bothering you so much that you are refusing to eat and sleep, I can only imagine how Elfilis is dealing with it right now. We know that he tends to express his feelings in rather extreme ways..." She never had to finish, as Luna's head dropped meatily onto her full plate of salad as the lunar sister chucked her consciousness into the realm of unconsciousness. "... Yup. You still got it Tia."

M̴o̶n̸i̸t̷o̶r̶i̶n̵g̴ ̷s̶i̴t̵u̶a̵t̴i̵o̵n̵ ̴a̷s̶ ̸i̸t̸ ̸d̷e̵v̴e̵l̷o̵p̶s̷.̵
̸F̵i̷n̸a̶l̴ ̷p̸r̵e̶d̸i̷c̶t̷e̴d̸ ̵c̸a̴u̸s̵e̸ ̸o̶f̸ ̴s̴t̴r̴e̵s̶s̸.̷.̸.̷
̷.̵.̵.̷ ̵T̵h̷e̷ ̸S̶i̶s̷t̴e̵r̶ ̸S̸o̶c̶i̸a̶l̶h̵o̷o̶v̵e̶s̴ ̶e̷v̶e̶n̴t̶,̴ ̷a̴n̴d̸ ̴h̵o̸w̷ ̷t̸h̴e̷ ̴o̷t̶h̷e̷r̶ ̵p̴l̶a̶y̵e̶r̴s̷ ̶w̵i̴l̵l̵ ̴r̵e̶a̸c̸t̷ ̴t̶o̵ ̵t̵h̸e̴ ̴c̶h̷a̵n̶g̸e̴l̷i̵n̴g̴s̵.̴.̷.̴ ̴A̶l̴r̸i̷g̵h̸t̶,̴ ̸t̷h̵i̴s̸ ̷o̸n̶e̸ ̴i̸s̶ ̷m̷y̶ ̷f̸a̸u̴l̶t̴.̵

I didn't know what I was feeling. During the day, with Carina, it wasn't a problem. The last few days were by all means perfectly fine, with my only source of real stress being the upcoming school event that my partner and her sister now had permission to crash. Vinyl Scratch said that things were smoothing out between her and Octavia, and Octavia agreed, so my friends (whom I really only knew one of decently well) were pleasant company that brought no anxiety to my day to day. And I was happy for them, but that was a different conversation. The girls (as I knew the six heroes of Equestria as) all seemed to be doing their own things for the moment, with the only two I haven't had an actual conversation with lately being Fluttershy and Twilight. I get the feeling the girls don't really see much of Fluttershy either outside of Rainbow Dash, her self-imposed best friend, but Twilight I imagine was kept rather busy with her personal studies as well as her volunteer work rebuilding and restructuring the school system. Truthfully, I didn't know how involved she was outside of taking down a few walls but it was enough that I wasn't put down by any misplaced guilt for 'ignoring her.'

But at night... Having a Dream world sucked. It was full awareness for hours inside of a void all by myself. I didn't 'dream' when I was dreaming, and there was only so much I could do to keep myself entertained. I could create some company for myself, but I'd rather not get into the habit of creating life to solve all my problems. I could try to make a true Phantom, one without a soul, but there was every chance I messed up and created a full sentience anyway and even if I succeeded I would have a completely mindless body to hang out with. Joy. I contemplated, uh, pleasing myself, but I was... Not very good at it as it turns out. Or Carina has completely spoiled me. That wasn't even mentioning the fact that I was still holding onto hope that Luna would drop by again, and being caught with my dick in my hands was not how I wanted to start a conversation about our feelings for eachother... Funny how that works out.

I wasn't even playing with it. I was sitting down, had been for a few hours I think, when I got uncomfortable with how my testes were just hanging out into the vast expanse of nothing. So I just, you know, cupped them in my hand for a few seconds when-

"Elfilis! We art' here! Thou shalt be alright! Remain calm...! Oh. Sorry, do you need a moment?" I just looked at her as I felt my furred skin redden, and I put my free hand over the other to hide where the rest of my blood was flowing.

"...No? Luna, where's the fire?" And then it was her turn to stare at me blankly until what I said finally processed. She frowned as her own blush became apparent. She grumbled something about her sister under her breath before clearing her throat and standing up straighter. And then she slouched, and then she stood up again, and then she slumped over and went:

"Uuugh!" It was very throaty groan that I was sure was hell on her esophagus, and it was very dramatically followed by moody stomping as she clopped her hooves against nothing until we were seeing eye to eye. "I wish to have you!" And then her ass was in my face, unobstructed by her raised tail. "Right in here!"

And I just... Snorted. She yelped and jumped away as the air brushed her nethers, and I couldn't help myself.

"...Haha... Hahahahaaa!" There was a sharp jabbing against my side as Luna took offense, but it didn't hurt enough to make me stop.

"It isn't funny! It is a romantic and genuine confession of my love! I- haha- I mean it!" Before long, we were both leaning into each other as laughter overtook us both, and our tears flowed down our cheeks and became just as intimate.

B̵e̷m̵u̶s̵e̵m̷e̵n̷t̷:̴
̶M̴a̶d̴e̵ ̷f̵o̴r̵ ̷o̵n̶e̴ ̵a̸n̴o̴t̶h̸e̴r̶,̴ ̸I̸ ̶s̵w̸e̴a̷r̴.̴

Author's Note

Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. I'm back, from nowhere. My vacation got cancelled for the sake of more bullshit, but I still chipped away at this chapter until it was done in the meantime.
The glitch text made this chapter take longer than it should have. Not the glitchifying part, but trying to personify the totally inconspicuous character in a way I was happy with while also doing as much jumping around as I had them do was difficult for me.