>be Anon
>you were transported into Equestria through the power of Deus Ex Machina at the tender young age of twelve.
>apparently God had heard your wishes for a better mother, you guess.
>After you arrived, and after the usual period of "ahhhh talking monkey!" and "ahhhh talking horse!" respectively, you were taken to Princess Celestia, who decreed that you were to stay and grow up with the pony most caring and fit to raise you.
>So, she chose Fluttershy.
>Fluttershy was honestly really startled at first since she only took care of barely-sentient animals, not talking apes
>But she got over it and you two had bonded quite well.
>There was one thing bugging you, though. You two hadn't talked at all about either of your previous experiences before you moved in.
>It's been a year since you moved in, and summer break just started.
>Anon?
Huuurgh...
>Fluttershy was standing in your doorway.
>Anon? You have to wake up, sweetie. The guard is here.
Huuuurgh... five mo - wait, what?!
>you climbed halfway out of bed before realizing that you slept nude. And that you were having one of "those" dreams.
>You just flashed your mom. Way to go.
>EEP!
>in a flash of yellow and pink, your mother disappeared from your bedroom.
"Shit! shit shit shit!"
>Great, now she probably heard you cursing.
>After throwing on your clothes at Mach 1, you go outside to apologize.
>you look around the small cottage and find her huddled up in the bathroom, shaking furiously
"Mom? I'm so sorry for that. I didn't mean to, well, show you that."
>"No p-problem, sweetie. Let's just forget this ever happened. The royal guard is downstairs and would like to have a word with you."
"Ok.... well, thanks Mom."
>you walk out and close the door behind you.
>you hear a muffled "pomf" in the background and something that sounds like hooves being washed.
>you were curious for a moment, but then decide that she must be washing her hooves.
>you walk down the stairs and run smack into a palace guard.
"Ow!"
>the palace guard looks as unsympathetic as ever, and didn't move since your sudden collision.
>"Are you Anonymous the human, son of Fluttershy?"
"Yes, why? Is there something the Princess needs me for?"
>"You could say that. You have an audience with her in five minutes."
>the palace guard turns to leave at this point.
>"Before you ask how to get there, I left a teleportation crystal on the front step. Be there in two minutes or you'll miss the teleport."
>he then stepped out the door.
>Odd.
>by the time you're off the floor and are prepared to go, you estimate that a minute or so has passed.
>you run up the stairs faster than Usain Bolt on a cheetah and let your mother know that you're leaving through the bathroom door.
>"O-ok Anon! H-have a gooood visit with the Princess!"
>huh, she's talking a bit strangely... whatever, you can't waste time.
>you run as fast as Sanic on meth down the stairs and outside right as the crystal reaches its full power
>sadly, just like Sanic, you aren't exactly good at slowing down, and you materialize in the Equestrian throne room... right in front of the Princess... in mid-stride in the middle of a run.
>today really wasn't your day, was it?
>Luckily, you manage to stop right in front in the Princess, and you end up stumbling backwards and landing on the floor.
>"Guards. Please leave us for a minute. Anonymous and I have much to discuss."
>They oblige, and soon the throne room is a party of two.
>She then proceeds to teleport right on top of the still-prone you, pinning you down easily.
>The show didn't exactly show the size of these ponies directly, but they're around 3-4 feet tall and 5-6 feet long.
>Celestia, being the tallest (next to Luna), was around 5 feet tall and 7 feet long.
>How did you know these numbers so precisely? And why did you care?
>Well, you worked with Rarity for a while when you were trying to get your cutie mark (before you realized that no humans had one); in the process, she had taught you both the anatomy and the sizes of ponies, including alicorns.
>Those anatomy lessons were fun... but that's a story for another day.
>Anyway, the reason you cared was twofold.
>For one, you had to know to make clothes. You had never actually stopped working with Rarity; you needed a way to make pocket change and having hands made you better than unicorns with sewing.
>Besides which, you "invented" the sewing machine and it's good for Rarity's business.
>The second reason is more difficult.
>You had a crush on Celestia ever since about a month after you moved to Equestria.
>You had to live with her for a while, and though she was certainly a maternal figure, she was easy to see in a romantic sense.
>She had that aura of love and kindness around her that few other ponies had, your mom being the only exception that you knew of.
>So, being pinned down by your crush and Equestria's highest authority figure, you do the obvious thing.
>Pop a boner.
>Today really wasn't your day, was it?
>She seems not to notice, though, and you thank Celestia you wore long pants.
>"Why did you just thank me that you wore long pants?"
>FUCK, she could read minds when you were thinking of her. Right.
"Uh... so that I look classy!"
>smooth.exe
>she seems placated anyway
>you extract yourself from under her body with some effort, and after a few minutes of playful banter, you go back to her quarters with some tea and cakes
"So, why did you call me here today?"
>she near-instantly switches from goofing around to having a complete poker face.
>"Anon, Equestria is in the midst of a great threat."
>she then swivels a telescope around and points out a seemingly empty area of the sky.
>you look through the eyepiece, and see...
"A meteor?"
>"Yes. It's a specific kind of meteor. See, in our world crystals and rocks have properties that can modify reality just like the teleporting crystal you used earlier."
"So what does this one do?"
>"Heh heh... this one is interesting. It comes by once a year and caused something called heat."
"So why don't you get a bunch of water for everypony?"
>Princess Celestia's normally white inb4 pink muzzle isn't just pink now, from her snout to her eyes it's completely pink with an intense blush.
>"Anon, I can't give you the birds and the bees, but ask your mother later tonight. However, it causes certain ponies to be more sensitive and to want to be intimate."
>...you're not sure why this is such a big deal, but OK.
"So how does this involve me?"
>Muzzle status: dark pink
>"If Equestria is hit with a threat in the coming weeks, the Elements of Harmony must be ready to defend it. And this is not unlikely, due to the rising tensions with the Griffon Kingdom."
"So what do I need to do?"
>"Well, Fluttershy needs to find a stallion to... help her, shall we say, during heat. I wanted to ask for you to help her find a stallion to help her."
>Well, you think, why can't YOU be that stallion?
>you don't think to ask Celestia what entails, though.
"OK! I'll do it."
>"Thank you. Well, the teleportation crystal will activate in two minutes. And Anon, it is imperative you do this soon, as we have word that the Griffon Kingdom is to attack within the next two to three weeks."
>after that, you're quickly ushered over to the crystal, and within seconds you're teleported away.>you rematerialized in front of your mom's doorstep, but before that happened something... strange, put nicely, occured.
>as she turns away from you to face the throne again, she calls out behind her
>"Anon, one last thing. I know I'm asking you a big favor, so I'm willing to... reward you by any means necessary."
>she winks
>then she raises her tail and winks in a completely different manner.
>at that point, you're pretty surprised your boner didn't break the sound barrier.
>she takes notice of the tent you're pitching and just smirks.
>Suddenly a small bag materializes in front of you with a note attached.
>"Open this note tonight at 9PM. Do not open the bag or the note until then."
>at that point, you transported away and rematerialized.
>you were pretty shocked at Celestia's display earlier.
>"Anon? Why are you standing at the doorstep?"
>your mom called out of the window, noticing you standing there trying to restrain your urges
>you opened the door
>you opened the door, no dinosaurs involved, and are promptly hauled inside by your mother.
>"Anon! I was so worried, you were gone for so long."
"Really? I thought I told you where I was going."
>"No, I'm sorry, I was a little... distracted. I was in the middle of something."
>huh, maybe it had something to do with that "heat" thing that Celestia was talking about
"Yeah, we were talking about something called 'heat'. She said that ponies have it once a year and asked me if I could help somepony with it."
>You didn't want to let the cat out of the bag just yet.
>"Really? That's great! My little boy is all grown up! Who needed the help?"
"I can't say, she swore me to secrecy."
>after this, you and Fluttershy talk for a little while longer before you retreat to your room.
>you wanted to see what was in that bag, but you wouldn't open it until 9.
>a few uneventful hours pass, you get lunch, you get dinner, blah blah blah. Your mother eventually goes out on a date with some stallion, but she hadn't had the best luck with dating and you weren't sure how things would go.
>eventually 9pm rolls around, and the second it comes you rip the bag to shreds.
>you see a few things inside: one, a bottle of wine; two, a cookbook; three, the ingredients for some recipe (along with a note that says "Pasta Puttanesca"), four, a crystal that says "use me when you're ready", and six, a note from Princess Celestia.
>you read the note:
"Hello Anon, I know about your plan for your mother. It was obvious. Here's some "equipment" to use - your mother hasn't returned yet, most likely, so you better be fast at cooking. That crystal will make the size of any body part touched with it increase if you touch the red end to you, and the blue end will decrease a body part.
P.S. I know about your love for me -- I can read minds, after all. If your plan works, I have a reward for you."
>a picture of Celestia's plot is attached, with her tail raised up enough that you can see her crown jewels.
>given that pictures were a challenge to make in this world, she must be interested in you.
>but that didn't exactly matter now - you needed to cook, and your mom had been gone for about an hour, so you had maybe another hour.
>you get to cooking immediately, alternating between stirring a pot of spaghetti and preparing the puttanesca sauce, which you modified a little to be a bit more flavorful.
>Right after the spaghetti finishes boiling and you strain it and move the table to the center of the dining room.
>you set the table, pour a glass of the wine, pour a glass of the included apple cider for you, and light a candle.
>you want your mom to never forgetti her spaghetti.
>after serving the portions, she bursts through the door, crying, and runs upstairs to her room, barely looking at you.
>Oh. Shit.
>She was on a date, and had bad luck.
>Yeah, you better go talk to her before the pasta gets cold.
>You walk to your mother's room, and knock as softly as you can on the door.
"Mom, can I come in?"
>"(sniffle) y-yes, sweetie (sniffle)"
>you enter the room, and your mother steps out of the shower, entirely wet but not happy at all.
"What happened, Mom? Did your date not go well? You can talk to me."
>you can practically feel her tense up on the mention of her date, and by the time you finish your sentence, she's hugging you like a parasite
>you run your hands through her mane, and she seems to calm down just a little
>"Anon... the stallion, Big Mac, h-he hated me. When I mentioned you, he got upset, and before the end of the date, h-he..."
>the tears come back with reinforcements
>"He yelled at me and left."
>what.
>WHAT.
>You now have a "next pony to kill list" along with a new number 1 entry on your "next pony to kill" list.
>"When he started yelling, I j-just shut down. The same happened at Flight Camp, and I just - I-I'm sick of ponies treating me like a doormat. I'm not a toy, I'm not a hole, I'm a pony who wants love."
>you don't even know how to react.
>You love her, of course, and you knew that the reverse was true.
>You'd kiss her, but that'd just be stupid.
>Instead, you lean into the hug more and she brings her head under yours to nestle into your colllarbone
>you decide to tell her about the dinner
"Mom, did you get enough to eat? I made dinner for us both."
>a small smile appears on her face, and after her emotional reaction, you are incredibly happy to see that.
>her stomach growls a little, and you chuckle a little and carry her, not letting go of her for a second, to the dining room
>you gently set her down on her seat, being sure to give her the glass of wine and not the glass of cider.
>speaking of cider, you thought you would just drink water instead. Bad memories and such.
>you sit down at the table
>"T-thank you for cooking Anon. Where did you get all of this?"
>aw, she's still sad
"I have my ways."
>...you thought you'd leave out how you got them.
>you two dig into the spaghetti, and silence starts between you two
>however, after living with your mother so long, you knew two things: one, that silence is fine by her, and two, that nothing gets in the way of mom's spaghetti.
>after you two are done eating, you talk for a little while.
>you had read up a little on romance before, and you thought you'd tell your mom how you felt now.
"Mom, look, there's a reason I cooked all this for you. You're not just a mother to me."
>"A-anon, stop! Don't say that!"
>you decide to press on, stopping only for air.
"You had no reason to take me in other than volunteering before Princess Celestia needed to give me to someone. You spoil me immensely - you know this - and you always look so happy when I thank you for anything. Whenever we're both free, we're inseparable."
>You loved her, and you had finally realized that it wasn't just as a mother.
>"Anon, don't say any more!"
>you couldn't stop now, though.
>you take her hooves in your hands, and lean in very slightly
"Mom, I love you, and not just as a mom. You're the perfect pony, and you need to realize that you're searching for love in a world where you aren't always accepted. And true love starts at home."
>she looks utterly shocked for a few eternal moments, and you start to wonder approximately what millennium you'll be un-grounded.
>and the guilt is catching up with you, fast.
"Mom, I'm so sorry for -- mmph!"
>in a flash, she flew across the table and landed in your lap with her torso on your chest.
>her lips locked with yours in a tender embrace, and you being shocked was a understatement.
>you two started to kiss more deeply, but Fluttershy eventually had to pull back
>"Anon... I've been waiting so long to hear you say that. That's one of the reasons I adopted you, after all. I saw how caring and kind and easygoing you were and I just knew that we could be together."
>she was starting to tear up
>but you're here now, and you kiss the tears away
"I love you Mom."
>"I love you too sweetie."
>you resume kissing
>you had never kissed a human, but you have a feeling that kissing a pony was better, if only because she was your mom and you two had known each other for one year.
>you feel her warm lips press again yours, and your tongue starts toying with hers
>she seems to reciprocate, and you move from kissing to making out quite quickly.
>unfortunately, you two eventually have to breathe, and you look at each other again, too afraid to break the eye contact or the hug you're still in -- you both wanted to save this moment in your mind and your heart forever.
>you also feel a slight wetness on your leg, but you don't say anything about it.
>"Anon... have you ever learned about the birds and the bees?"
>uh, what? you got the sense that these weren't the literal birds and bees, but some metaphor.
"A little, why?"
>she gives you a half-smirk half-smile that you can only describe as seductive, and hops off your chest
>"I'd like to teach you 'hands-on' Anon since it's my duty as a mother. Meet me upstairs in five minutes. My room."
>without saying another word, she disappears up the stairs and you sit, stunned at this turn of events, for several minutes.
>You decide to go upstairs, and remember the crystal that Celestia gave you.
>you bring it into the room, along with the small, cream-colored penis-like thing that Celestia gave you.
>you open the door, and you see Fluttershy lying on the bed, presenting herself to you
>boner has reached critical mass.
>after several seconds of tension, she turns around and says
>"Anon, the Princess told you about heat. I'm in the middle of it."
"She didn't tell me what it was. What is it?"
>"It's when mares can reproduce and feel the need to mate. And I need my stallion - er, human. Now. Now get over here and rut me until I can't think."
>she turns back around, and you see her pussy clearly, in-person, and close-up for the first time.
>it was... hot damn, it looks good.
>you got up close to it
>you were going to taste it, but you decide not to - you knew what a pony being wet meant about their needs, and you needed to satisfy your mother as much as she needed you.
>without further ado, you line yourself up and drag yourself excruciatingly slowly along her moist lips
>she lets out a soft nicker and starts pleading
>"Anon, I need you so much. Whatever lines we had were already crossed. And you know you'll do it. You're going to love me!"
>and SHE impales herself on your shaft
>holy fuck, it's everything Little Anon dreamed of.
>tight and wet, sure, but the sheer intimacy between you two was intense
>it was probably was half of the reason you started pounding her quickly
>you started somewhat slow, but her constant neighs and nickers - her equivalent of a moan? -spurred you on so much that you eventually were thrusting yourself in to the hilt with each thrust and pulling back out as fast as possible.
>at the chime of midnight on the grandfather clock, time seems to stop.
>out of the blue appeared Princess Luna
>you were about to cum, and your mother had already tried to milk you.
"W-what? Why are you here? How did y-"
>"Anon, I'm the princess of the night, including everything that happens during it. I know about sex. My time-stopping powers only have so much power, though, so I need you to decide quickly. Only during heat can a mare have a foal. You can't naturally have children, but you can have a spell cast on you that makes it possible. And I know that your mother wants one."
>"She always wanted you to have friends and she always wanted a family. It's you, Anon, who can make that possible. It's you who can make your mother your lover. However, you have little time to decide."
"How do you know that?"
>"I'm the Princess of the Night, Anon. I've seen her dreams. Quite weird, honestly - when I came here I thought she was asleep and this was her dream."
>wat.
>you honestly didn't know what to think about that.
>"One minute Anon."
>you didn't need that much time
"Yes. I'll do it. I'll give my mother a foal."
>the Princess just smiles and casts a spell on your still-erect dick, still in the middle of pounding your mother and about to cum
>"Thank you Anon. I always want to see my ponies happy."
>Huh, she had dropped the Royal We recently. Good.
>"And since I care for all my ponies and humans, I extend an invitation to you to meet me in my chambers. You can look forward to it."
>a small envelope materializes over in your room that you see through the open door.
>Luna turns around to leave, tail up high...
>you just got the best possible look imaginable at her blue flower, and boy did it look good.
>she notices you trying to burn that image in your memory forever, and she winks at you with those seductive eyes. Then she WINKS at you in a different way.
>"See you then Anon."
>she teleports away, and your mother starts moaning and nickering again as if nothing had happened.
>you flip her upside down mid-stroke with a cute "eep!" put her on her back, with those deep, blue eyes looking up at you with surprise.
>you waste no time at all and start kissing her intensely
>she reciprocates, and you can practically feel your hearts coming together as she moans into your mouth and starts convulsing around your dick, trying to milk it for all it's worth.
>you can't resist, and you thrust insanely into her insides, stopping as deep as you could and letting all of your cum inside her womb
>you feel a little bad about doing that without permission.
>you continue spurting for what seems like both seconds and eons, not that you'd have it any other way.
>she just gives out the deepest, longest moan you'd ever heard and accepts it all, your tongue, your cum, and your feelings for the best pony you had ever known.
>you have to stop eventually, though, and as you try to pull out her legs lock around your own
>"Anon. Stay here with me. Please."
>Who are you to deny your mother -- or is it lover now?
>You lay down with her on her bed, and she crawls up to rest on your torso, with her face right above your own.
>you don't break eye contact; neither of you want this bliss to end, ever
>Her deep, intense blue eyes look into yours with both the kind affection and intense longing for love that only she could possess both of.
>her muzzle was pinker than normal after your activities
>her smile was the typical "after-sex smile" (though she wasn't typical at all), you could feel her hot breath against your face
>you felt immense satisfaction at providing that smile to her and that much satisfaction to her.
>you probably already had diabetes from living with her for so long, but now it was even more pronounced.
>she nestles her head into the crook of your neck and sighs happily
"I love you Mom."
>"I love you too Anon."
>with that and with a kiss, you both drift off to sleep in post-coital bliss
>right before you fall asleep, you feel her heart pounding against yours, and it makes you wonder what this will do to your relationship.
>it makes your heart beat like a drum from Jumanji to think about you and her being a father and mother along with a son and mother. You could be no happier.
>that's all you think before sleep takes you.
>You wake up.
>You look on your chest and see a sleeping pony, the one your heart belonged to. Your mother (well, adoptive, but whatever).
>You see her eyes open slowly and she gives a sleepy yawn and looks up at you.
>Then she looks incredibly startled and zips to the bathroom, where... you know what she's doing. Morning sickness.
>Her stomach had just started bulging with the foal, but you didn't think she knew yet. She thought she got food poisoning, she told you.
>When she comes back to the room, she hops onto the bed and curls up on your chest again, snuggling you in the way that only she could.
>Yeah, it's time to come clean.
"Mom?"
>"Yes, sweetie?"
"I... I thought I should let you know something. You know what happens in the mornings? That's not food poisoning."
>"H-how do you know?"
"Erm... Luna appeared while we were having sex a few weeks ago. She cast a spell that allowed me to get you pregnant."
>she looks shocked for a second, and you close your eyes in preparation for her raised hoof
>it comes, but it's a caress to your face instead of a slap.
>"Oh, Anon. Why didn't you tell me? I've always wanted one."
"Why didn't you have one?"
>she gulps and starts to explain her history.
>"Anon, when I was young at Flight Camp, I-I was abused by several stallions."
>she starts tearing up, but she keeps talking.
>you run your hands through her mane and wrap your arms around her so she knows you're there. Always there. Her protector.
>"I-it was painful. I'm still scarred from it. Before then, I was an outgoing pony - I joked that my name didn't fit my personality. But that just shocked me to the core."
>"I never reported that. They even wore a costume to shield their identity and they disguised their voice, so I wouldn't know who to report."
>"But they damaged me physically. They didn't care about me as a pony. I was just a hole. And they raped me, and I was told I couldn't have foals."
>"I was sad. So sad. Then you came."
>"When you came here, I thought that you were the foal I could never have. I loved you, I still do. I felt things that no mother should, though, because you're... well, a different species."
>you both share a joyless chuckle at that.
>"But I thought that you wouldn't love me like that, so I just doted on you like a mother. We were inseparable because I couldn't bear us being separated. It reminded me too much of the doctor telling me I couldn't have foals."
>"So when I saw you that morning when I was in heat, I was surprised. You were even moaning my name when you slept. I ran to the bathroom and didn't stop clopping until you were done talking with Celestia."
>"When you cooked that dinner for me after that horrible date, I knew that you loved me and that you were there for me more than any stallion, and I couldn't keep those feelings buried for another second."
>"That night was the best night of my life, Anon. I'm happy that I'm having your foal. I think that spell Luna cast was more for me than for you, hm?"
>you both let out a giggle, and her angelic voice reminds you of one of the reasons you fell in love with her in the first place.
"Thank you Mom. I'm so sorry about that. I swear that that will never happen to you again."
>"T-thank you Anon."
>she starts tearing up, and you kiss the tears away just like on that fateful night.
>You both decide to stay in bed. Neither one of you wants to sleep yet, you just enjoy your embrace for as long as possible.
>You're so happy you arrived in Equestria.
>You're just so happy to know this beauty in general, but you're specifically happy she adopted you.
>You think that you can't wait for what the future holds. But you know that with Fluttershy by your side, it'll be a good one.
>you wake up in what seemed to be the middle of the night with your mother on top of you.
>you could never get used to that, not like you wanted to.
>she twists and turns in her sleep a bit, and you wonder what she's dreaming about.
>It didn't seem good.
>Why did dreams have to separate you two? She had been sleeping a lot lately because of the soon-to-be-born foal and her dreams never seemed happy.
>If only there were something you could do.
>Wait a second. Luna knew you well. You could ask her for help.
>But she'd want you to cheat on your mom with her. Fuck...
>Yeah, you had to. You couldn't stand to see your mom having night terrors for another second.
>But how would you get word to her that you wanted to meet?
>Well, she WAS a mind reader. You usually hated the fact that they could read minds, but what choice did you have?
"Hey Luna-"
>"You remember the envelope? READ IT!"
>she shouts in the Royal Canterlot Voice into your mind and you cringe slightly
>Right, she'd be awake now since it's nighttime. And she could hear your thoughts. Duh.
>with all the mental strength you can muster, you move your mother to the side and go back to your somewhat-abandoned room.
>the note was sitting on the same chair it had been. You were too busy with your mother to read it over the past few weeks.
>You open the envelope and read...
>"Dear Anon, meet me in my chambers in Canterlot Castle. Just say the word - er, think the word - and I'll be there."
>"P.S. Included is a two-use transporter crystal."
>you turn the envelope over, and a small gemstone.
>you hate to do it, but Luna isn't always awake during the day and you didn't want your mother to suffer more than she had to.
>you put the note down, grab a spare piece of paper, and write:
"Mom - Luna wanted to see me. I'll be back later. Love you."
>you tap the side of the crystal to activate it, and within a split second you're right in Luna's room at Canterlot Castle.
>Dis gonna be... good?
>It takes a few seconds for you to get adjusted to the darkness of the room, lit only by a few candles and a bedside lamp.
>It's decked out in purple and dark blue bookshelves and curtains with a fuckhuge TV between two sets of two bookshelves
>a few posters of a few random musicians are on the wall, mostly metal and hard rock with one of Cheese Sandwich on the wall too
>It's weird he became a musician - you thought he only planned parties.
>There are tons of books on the shelves, along with two entire shelves dedicated to gaming
>NES, SNES, N64, PS1, PS2, Xbox, GB, GBA, DS, Gamecube, Wii, 3DS, PSP, Vita... it's like your entire childhood is on this shelf.
>except for the Wii U, but that was only just released when you were transported here
>you start wondering how the hell she got this stuff.
>"Being on the moon was boring, Anon. Luckily, even if I couldn't teleport away, I could teleport things there. Even from other dimensions."
>you stop looking at the shelf and turn around to see Luna.
>in a somewhat baggy black T-shirt with "Iron Maiden" and an album cover on the front and black panties.
>she's a pony.
>Why did clothes on a pony give you such a boner?
"What did you enjoy playing the most?"
>"DS, by far. The sheer number of good, original games astonished me. Have you ever played 9 Hours 9 Persons 9 Doors?"
>2nd favorite pone activated
"Yes! It reminded me a lot of Ever 17, but the story was a lot better. It's a shame ZE3 will never be made."
>you two geek out over a bunch of VNs and handheld games for several hours, before you remember what you came there to do.
"Right, I wanted to talk to you about something. My m-"
>"Anon, I can see her dreams. I've been working on making her dreams better too, I care for my little ponies as much as Celestia after all. Even if they don't care for me as much..."
>she looks away and starts looking positively despondent
>she's still bitter over not being respected that much, you guess.
>you don't want to lead her on, but you couldn't deny you were attracted to her.
>besides, as the supreme gentleman you tried to be, you couldn't let any pony look sad. Especially attractive female ponies.
>you take her hoof in yours, and you proceed to pick her up with your spare arm.
>"Anon! What are you doing!"
>you don't say anything and walk through the bedroom and over to the nearby balcony that you could see through the hall.
>you're glad to see that there's a bench there at pony height
>you sit down on the bench, but don't let Luna go
>instead, you turn her over on your lap, putting her horn above to your face and her eyes at around your eye level facing toward the night sky
>you take a deep breath and begin to explain your past...