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Royal Circumstances [RGRE] [Incest] [NSFW]
By OniiChansFablesCreated: 2020-12-13 16:46:05
Updated: 2021-05-17 18:18:59
Expiry: Never
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>You just sit still beside the fountain, listening to the waters flow as the Gryphon finishes her declaration of love to you.
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"I'm sorry, but no."
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>The gryphon, looking dejected, but still determined, presses on.
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>"But why? This marriage bring great prosperity to country. Make Equestria ponies happy. And when Equestria happy, Equestria rulers happy. No?"
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"Well yes, but."
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>"But what, dear prince? Am Nadya not strong enough? Am Nadya not beautiful enough?"
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"Nadya," you call as you pat the bench, beckoning her to sit beside you.
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>"Why, Anonymous? Is Nadya not good enough Gryffin?
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"Nadya, do you know that I have gone to the griffon encampment last week?"
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>"You have? Then why you not tell Nadya? Nadya can catch big moose, celebrate with griffon."
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"I was going to, but I saw you working."
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>"Is no bother, Nadya can work anytime."
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"It's not work, it was a griffon that stopped me."
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>"Who dares! Nadya will order for her execution."
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"I met a griffon named Peter."
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>"O-oh... What has Petyr done? He is silly bird, means no offence surely."
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"Oh no, he was very nice. He was very helpful and seems to take you in high regard.
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"I might even say he has a crush on you."
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>"R-really!? I-is much good! See! Nadya is attractive, beautiful griffon!"
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>Smiling slightly, you take one of Nadya's paws and hold it up.
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"What is he like, he seems like a nice griffon."
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>"He is! But Petyr is weak, and needs protection from big, strong griffon like Nadya!"
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"Oh? What does Petyr like?"
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>"Ah! He is big eater, but likes liver, always sneaks to corner for eating."
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"Why would he do that?"
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>"He think Nadya maybe get angry, but Nadya not get angry, Nadya thinks cute... Wait, is Anon in love with Petyr?"
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"Do you love me, Nadya?"
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>"Of course! Nadya loves you much! Griffon can fly thousand clouds and not outfly love of Nadya."
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"But you don't look at me like you look at Peter."
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>"I- You want Nadya to get rid of Petyr?"
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"No. I want you to be honest with him."
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>"Nadya does not understand."
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"I want you to love him, Nadya."
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>"Buy why? Why do you reject Nadya so?"
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"Now, imagine we were married. A picket fence, a small house."
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>"If you Nadya weds you, will be big palace, with large gates!"
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"Then let's say that's the case.
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"We're married, and you head to your duties, I stay at home, and nurse the children.
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"When you return, I greet you with a hug, and a kiss.
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"What do you think of that?"
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>"Is good."
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"But let's say, that when I was kissing you, I am thinking about one of your generals, madly in love with her.
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"How would that make you feel?"
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>"Nadya will execute her! Who is she! Is Anon in love with general!?"
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"No, but that is how I would feel."
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>"Then Anonymous need not to fear! Nadya love only Anonymous!"
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"Then can I have a kiss?"
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>"Of course!"
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>You lean in for a kiss, using your hands to hold Nadya's face in place, and look her in the eyes as you approach her beak.
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>She looks you in the eyes for the first few seconds, but looks to the side at the last second and shuts her eyes.
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>Eyes shut tight, she awaits your lips.
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>But they never arrive.
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>When she opens her eyes, you dive in for a quick peck on her forehead.
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>The deed done, you sit back down.
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>"Nadya thought Anonymous will kiss Nadya?"
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"I was going to, but you were thinking of someone else."
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>"There is no such thing!"
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"Who were you thinking about, Nadya?"
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>"Nadya was thinking of eternal love to Anonymous!"
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"I'm the only person here, Nadya.
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"You can tell me the truth."
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>But Nadya remains still.
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"Please, Nadya. I want the truth."
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>"...Nadya was thinking of Petyr."
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>The both of you sit in silence for a moment.
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>Holding her close, you kiss her on the forehead again.
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"Go to him. He's waiting."
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>"Many thanks, Anonymous."
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"Think nothing of it, may the winds guide your wings, Princess Nadya"
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>"And may the skies pile blessings upon you, Prince Anonymous."
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>With a flap of her wing, she soars into the air and you send her off with a wave.
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>Once you are sure she is gone, you finish your drink, pat down your toga, and head back into the ballroom.
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>"Prince Anonymous!" you hear Raven calling out to you as she runs across the ballroom, a worried look on her face.
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>"What happened to Princess Nadya?" She asked while taking a look around you, trying to find the princess.
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"She decided to re-think her priorities."
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>You stop one of the waiters and grab a glass of champagne, to blend in with the crowd.
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"I'm afraid I am without a date for the night."
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>"Well, I'm sure we can-" she stops as you place a hand on her back.
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"Walk with me, Raven."
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>"Yes, your highness."
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>With Raven by your side, you walk through the ballroom.
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>The guests let you pass the moment they see you.
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>A few stop you for banter.
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>"Ah! Anonymus! Ye grace us wit yer presense!" A masculine voice calls out to you.
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>Turning around with a smile on your face, you return the greeting.
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"It is my pleasure, Duke Hardfist. How is your daughter?"
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>"She be turnin' twelve 'is yir," the Minotaur duke boasts proudly.
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"Send her my greetings."
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>"Aye! Ah'll do at'!"
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>You walk further through the room, all the time with Raven at your heels.
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"Raven, take note of this. Send a dozen caramel candies from Dozen Delights to Ysolda Hardfist, Attach note, happy birthday, due eighth of August."
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>"Yes your majesty."
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>You reach the throne and see your mother and aunt on their thrones, greeting what are most likely male suitors from the other nations.
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>You wait until the current one finishes the formalities and cut the queue.
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>You can hear several of them click their tongues, but such things are ignored.
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>"Anonymous," you mother calls to you with a gentle voice, "come here, my ray of sunlight."
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>You approach your mother with your arms open, and pull her into a hug, and you can feel her forelegs and wings wrap around you.
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>You place a kiss on her muzzle and whisper in her ears.
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"We should have more favourable terms when dealing with the griffons."
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>Your mother offers no reply, just holding you close for a few minutes.
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>"I'm proud of you, Anon."
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>You can feel a "But..." coming.
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>"But I want you to have fun here."
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"Mother..."
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>"I know you care greatly for the little ponies, but you have a life too."
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"I know, mother."
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>"You're a grown stallion now, and you should find yourself a partner."
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"Yes, mother."
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>You mother unfolds her wings, and holds you at hoof length.
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>"Look at you, all grown up now, calling me 'mother'.
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>"What happened to the days when you called me Mommy?
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>"Go on, call me mommy, just once."
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"Mother." you groan as you feel the blood rush to your face, turning you pink.
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>"Please?" she pleads, wriggling her eyebrows.
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"...mommy..." you hurriedly whisper.
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>And she beams you a radiant smile.
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>You know that smile.
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>She's going to do something.
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>And she did.
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>Your mother stood up, her wings completely unfurled.
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>Instantly, the room quieted and the suitors retreated from around the throne.
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>With her Canterlot voice, she projected her voice across the halls.
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>"I would like to thank all of you for attending this year's Grand Galloping Gala.
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>"Today, I would like to introduce my son to all of you.
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"mother!" you whisper in protest.
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>"Anonymous?" she calls, beckoning you to stand between the throne.
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>Walking to the middle of the two thrones, your mother announces
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>"My one and only son! Anonymous!"
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>The room is filled with deafening applause as you feel your face heat up even more.
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>You really don't like all this attention.
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>"Now, my son, Anonymous, is still single, despite his exquisite visage.
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>"And I would like some grandchildren in this lifetime."
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>The guests chuckle at your mother's joke.
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>"So, I would like all you brave mares, tauren, and griffons, to give my son a chance. Don't be shy."
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>You can already see some of them getting ideas, no doubt from the way that you are blushing.
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>They must think you are some delicate flower that they must protect, or mayhap a challenge to be conquered.
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>You direct a glare at your mother, which is looking pretty pleased with herself.
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>She gestures with her hoof, asking you to return to the ball, and you do just that.
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>Not before finishing your drink.
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>Five seconds after your feet touch the ballroom floor, the potential suitors come swarming to you.
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>"May I have a dance, Prince Anonymous?" from the tauren diplomat's daughter.
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>"Would you like some food, Prince Anonymous?" asks the diamond dog queen's second daughter.
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>This is going to be a long night.
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>You finally reach your soft bed, after a long night on your throne, turning suitors away.
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>Your back is killing you, no mare should stay on a throne for that long.
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>With a loud clank, your leg hits the bedpost and you remember that you have not taken your leggings off yet.
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>With a glow of your horn, the horseshoes fall off your hind legs and your crown is placed in the drawer.
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>The horseshoes on your forelegs are still on.
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>Horseapples.
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>A flick of your horn sends gliding to the corner of the room.
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>You move further into the bed, and cuddle with your pillow.
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>But tired as you are, you find it hard to fall asleep.
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>An unexpected knock is heard at the door.
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"Who is it?"
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>"Mother, it's me." your son calls out from the other side of the door.
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>You open the lock to the door with a spell.
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"It's open, come in."
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>Your son enters the room silently, meaning he's out in his socks again.
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>He closes the door behind him, and approaches you, and you roll around to look him in the eyes.
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"Now what are you doing up so late, sunbeam?"
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>"Mother, I'm an adult, I can stay up late now."
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>He sets the cups on the nightstand and turns to you.
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>"Come on, turn around. I'll massage your back."
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"I don't think that's necessary, Sunbeam."
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>"Let me do it, you owe me this much."
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"What do you mean?" you try to play innocent.
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>"Don't give me that look, painting a target on me like that.
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>You turn around and you can feel your son's hands on your withers.
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>"It was so hard getting away from those suitors, you know?"
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>Using his fingers to apply pressure on your withers, he tests the tenseness of your muscles before pressing down with his palm.
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>This is heaven.
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>You've died and gone to Elysium.
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"A little lower, Sunbeam."
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>His palm slowly moves downwards to your croup as the tension in your muscles start becoming undone.
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>"Do you really want me to marry so soon?"
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>You enjoy his palm on your back for a little longer before turning your head to face him.
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"I don't want you to be lonely, sweetheart. Mn." you hold back a moan as he hits a tender spot.
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>"I'm not, as long as I have you and Aunt Luna, I'll be just fine." he says with a straight face as he presses down harder on a stubborn knot.
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>You're doing your best not to let out any weird sounds, but his tender ministrations on your back is making that rather hard.
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"We are two very old mares, living with a handsome stallion, Anonymous. The masses will whisper."
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>"Then let them, it doesn't matter what they say. There is no shred of truth to it."
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>You can only smile at your beloved son.
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"It is in your best interests to find a lover, Anon." you say while getting up. "I will not force you, but I want you to consider it seriously."
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>Gently, you nudge him towards your door.
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"You are still young, live while you can, love while you can."
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>You nudge him out of your room, and bid him a good night.
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>"Good night... Mommy." He says quickly, and retreats to his room.
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>Closing the door, you lock it hurriedly, and shut all the curtains, and cast a silencing spell around the room.
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>You hope you're still in time.
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>Jumping onto your bed, you take a deep breath, inhaling his masculine scent.
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>Sorry, Sunshine. But your mommy's a bad mare.
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>She has bad thoughts about you.
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>Very very bad thoughts.
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>Inhaling his scent, you reach a hoof down to your already winking nethers, and gently give your slit a rub.
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>He would be covered in your scent by now.
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>His hands working all over your back.
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>Oh
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>His hands.
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>His delicate, agile hands.
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>Using your magic, you try your best to replicate his hand, but to little success.
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>You're never able to make it as dextrous as you want it to be.
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>It runs across your slit, dipping a finger in, before making a circle around your winking clit.
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>It's not enough.
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>You brush your hooves against your labia, thinking, fantasizing.
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>What would Anon do?
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>He's such a gentle boy.
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>Probably never had a mare before.
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>You would have to guide him.
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>You would lay him gently on your sheets, and kiss him.
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>Taste those soft lips, and enjoy the cute moans that he would make when you undress him.
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>Maybe he will be more aggressive?
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>Try to turn the tides on you, kissing your neck, your chest, slowly going lower.
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>And then he would kiss your other mouth.
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>And then, he would take out his member.
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>He must be pretty big now.
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>And he would use it on you.
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>Slowly, entering.
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>You might have to give him some encouragement.
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>But he will make it all the way in.
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>Stretching you comfortably.
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>Making you feel so full.
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>Since it's his first time, he would be jerky.
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>But that's okay.
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>You can teach him.
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>Teach him how to please a mare properly.
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>Your hoof works at a frantic pace as you imagine Anon pumping.
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>In, out, in, out, in, out, in, out, in, out.
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>You magic pumping in and out, keeping up with your fantasy.
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>You can feel your breath getting more and more ragged as you grind your hooves against your nethers.
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>"Anon... Anon... Right there, sunbeam...
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>You can feel the excitement pool up within you.
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>You can't stop anymore, not now.
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>You muscles wind up like springs as you feel something coming.
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>"Yes, sunshine... Yes!"
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>Your hind legs began to quiver.
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>You are so close.
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>Then, a memory comes to mind.
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>>"Good night... Mommy."
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>And just like that, you come.
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>At first, came the pleasure.
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>The mind numbing pleasure.
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>Shooting through you like electricity as you continued rubbing your clit.
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>At the edge of your senses, you could feel yourself squirt.
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>It's probably shooting across the bed in heavy droplets and sinking into the sheets.
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>And then, the orgasm fades.
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>Like a marionette that had its strings cut, you slump onto your bed, exhausted.
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>When you finally come to, you realize that your mouth has lolled open.
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>Your head is still spinning.
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>You take a few minutes to steady yourself before drying the bed sheets.
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>Once you are finished, you lie down comfortably and reach for the drawer.
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>From the drawer, you retrieve a small photograph.
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>On it is the two most important ponies in your life.
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"Good night, Anon," you say, giving it a kiss. "Good night, Luna."
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>Placing the photograph back into the drawer, you snuggle into the sheets taking in Anon's scent mixed with the scent of your sex.
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>A mare can dream, right?
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>You walk down the hallway, trolley in toll.
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>Whenever you pass a ledge on the wall, you hang some lavender flowers onto it before moving on to the next one.
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>This should help all your little ponies sleep easy.
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>It has been a long day, after all.
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>Everypony deserves some respite.
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>Hanging the flowers onto the next ledge, you pass your sister's room.
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>She must be really tired too, you think to yourself as you place a bush by her door.
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>As you were about to leave, the door opens behind you.
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>"Good night... Mommy."
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>Isn't that your dear nephew?
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>He's walking towards you.
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>He smells of your sister, and wine.
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>Did she!?
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>No.
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>She wouldn't have.
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>She wouldn’t dare.
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>"Aunt Luna."
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"Nephew, what are you doing up so late?"
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>"I swear, you and mother ask the same questions."
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"Can’t an aunt be worried for the wellbeing of her beloved nephew?" you ask, arching an eyebrow, but receive no reply.
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>He picks up a bunch of flowers and places it on the next ledge with ease, then returns to you.
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"Are you not tired, nephew?"
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>"A little. But I can stay up for a little longer."
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>He reaches into the trolley and picks out another bunch of flowers.
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>"Shall we?" he asks, bouncing on his heels.
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"Of course."
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>You continue placing flowers on the ledges with your dear nephew, making small talk along the way.
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"A certain pony told me that you were in the gardens earlier."
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>"Yes, I needed some fresh air."
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"With Princess Nadya?" you ask, using your magic to levitate a bunch of the flowers to a ledge your nephew cannot reach.
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>"Oh, she came after me."
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"What for?"
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>"Well, she professed her eternal love to me, and I turned her down."
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>You let out a small sigh.
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"Anonymous, you mustn’t be so harsh to all the mares you meet."
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>"I'm quite sure I was gentle, all things considered."
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"Oh?"
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>"At least she didn't cry."
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"Anonymous!"
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>"Calm down Aunt Luna, it wasn't that bad." He says flatly and places some flowers on the ledge.
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"I'll hold you to those words," You huff.
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>The both of you continue your banter until the last of the flowers disappear from the trolley.
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>You head back to your room, and your nephew follows suit until you reach the doors.
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>"Good night, Auntie Lulu."
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"Good night, Anonymous. Sweet Dreams."
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>He heads the other direction and you shut the door behind you.
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>Auntie Lulu
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>Heh
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>He has not called you that in years.
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>He must be drunk.
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>That's good.
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>Your precious nephew needs to rest his worries once in a while.
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>He's been so tense recently.
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>Always tossing and turning in his sleep.
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>He would keep kicking his blanket off the bed.
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>It's a good thing he has you to cover him while he sleeps.
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>...
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>You head to your bed and fill a glass of wine.
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>A little should be no problem.
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>Finishing the glass in one gulp, you stride to your balcony, closing the doors behind you.
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>Don't want those pesky morning birds flying into your room again.
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>Standing outside your room, you prepare the spell to enter your demesne, the dream realm.
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>It is a lonely one, but your task is yours alone to bear.
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>The spell is complete, your horn glows up and all fades to darkness.
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>You find yourself within the dream real.
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>One by one, motes of blue light reveal themselves to you, drawing your attention.
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>These are the dreams of your little ponies.
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>Their hopes, and fears.
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>You sift through them, seeking anything that resembles a nightmare, but it seems most of your little ponies are sleeping soundly tonight.
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>A few dreams about infinite hay falling out of their saddle pouches, but nothing overly scary.
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>You drift along in the dream realm lazily, letting the currents take you.
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>Not many duties for you tonight.
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>You wonder what your nephew is dreaming of.
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>Navigating yourself through the sea of lights, you arrive at a small mote.
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>It belonged to your precious, darling nephew.
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>Cradling the dream, you peer in, taking care not to interrupt anything.
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>He was sitting on your back, riding you around.
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>Your sister sat nearby, watching him play and sipping tea.
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>You remember this.
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>Anonymous was... seven? Eight, maybe.
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>He would be too big to carry around now.
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>"Auntie Lulu! Mush!"
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>"Anonymous, Auntie Lulu can’t go any faster."
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>"Mush!"
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>Holding the dream close to your chest, you drift with it for a few moments, savouring its warmth.
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>You missed those moments.
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>He really grew up too quickly.
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>It warms your heart to know that he would still call you Aunt Lulu after all these years.
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>Even if he was a little drunk.
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>You are jostled from your thoughts when the dream in your chest grows cold.
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>Your precious nephew was having a nightmare.
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>But how?
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354.
>He was having such a good dream.
-
355.
>Every second, the dream grows colder and colder within your grasp.
-
356.
>You have to intervene, lest it becomes a night terror.
-
357.
>Entering the dream, you were completely engulfed within darkness.
-
358.
>You could hear only the ragged breathing of what you expected to be your nephew.
-
359.
>He was running.
-
360.
>No. He was chasing, something. Somepony.
-
361.
>You attempt to gain sight on what he is chasing, but the darkness kept everything hidden.
-
362.
>Even from you.
-
363.
>But you could feel warmth coming from the direction he was running in.
-
364.
>And the smell of lavender.
-
365.
>You face your nephew, but it seems he could not see you.
-
366.
>This is bad.
-
367.
>You had to wake him.
-
368.
>But how?
-
369.
>Think, Luna.
-
370.
>That's right! You could help him catch whatever he was chasing.
-
371.
>Forcing your will upon the dream, you attempt to forcefully shorten the distance between your nephew and the warmth.
-
372.
>However, your efforts seem to be unneeded as your nephew reaches the by his own efforts.
-
373.
>In front of him, lay a radiant orb that emanated a gentle warmth.
-
374.
>You recognise this warmth.
-
375.
>It was sunlight.
-
376.
>You could also smell the fragrance of lavender.
-
377.
>It's almost as if you were standing in the fields yourself.
-
378.
>But Anonymous has never been to the lavender fields.
-
379.
>How did he know what it smelled like?
-
380.
>You look back at your nephew.
-
381.
>The orb laid right before him, but he was hesitant for some reason.
-
382.
>Tentatively, he reached forward to touch it.
-
383.
>That's right.
-
384.
>Take the orb, and return to sweet dreams, Anonymous.
-
385.
>Grabbing the orb, he holds it with both his arms.
-
386.
>And suddenly, with a shout of pain, he bursts into flames.
-
387.
>But even when set alight, your nephew refuses to release the orb.
-
388.
>Instead, he holds it tighter to his chest.
-
389.
>Why would he want something so dangerous?
-
390.
>Before you could follow the train of thought, your nephew is dropped, and begins falling, down and down, into the dark abyss.
-
391.
”Anonymous!”
-
392.
>You dash forward to catch him, but you could not touch him.
-
393.
>Horn aglow, you cast a spell to forcefully end the dream.
-
394.
>But your spell could not find a hold on the dream, and instead fizzles out of existence.
-
395.
>Nothing in this dream made sense.
-
396.
>This was supposed to be your realm.
-
397.
>How are you incapable of helping your nephew in his time of need?
-
398.
>Your nephew's descent is stopped with a sickening crack as his back hits a surface.
-
399.
>From him, the fire begins to spread to the surrounding dreamscape.
-
400.
>But your nephew, bloodied and burnt, cradles the orb still.
-
401.
>Like a father with a new born foal.
-
402.
>Almost as if he was afraid of hurting it.
-
403.
>The fires, glowing brightly, spread, and the entire dreamscape begins to heat up, while the smell of Lavender overpowers your senses.
-
404.
>You shield your eyes with your foreleg, attempting to block the light.
-
405.
>In moments, the dreamscape becomes blindingly bright before becoming dim once more.
-
406.
-
407.
>The next thing you sensed unnerved you.
-
408.
>It was a strong smell.
-
409.
>A smell that hung in the air, refusing to leave your nose.
-
410.
>It was sickeningly sweet, musky, and pungent, with a slight hint of iron.
-
411.
>Opening your eyes, you are greeted to the sight of beautiful room, with walls of pristine marble.
-
412.
>Red carpets, embroidered with golden thread covered the floors and the walls were lined with many windows, light streaming in through all of them.
-
413.
>It was all so beautiful, until a piece of furniture catches your eye.
-
414.
>The bed.
-
415.
>It was a large bed, mayhap used by royalty, large enough for two.
-
416.
>Differing from the rest of the room, the bed did not look a bit majestic.
-
417.
>It was nightmarish with its frame lined with bloody thorns
-
418.
>One of the bedposts had the motif of a snake climbing to the heavens and consuming the sun, and another, the moon.
-
419.
>The sheets of the bed were not made, and you discover the source of the smell.
-
420.
>It was the scent of intercourse in the air.
-
421.
>There was a small patch of blood on the bed, mayhap somepony lost their virginity?
-
422.
>"Ah, there you are." a voice called out.
-
423.
>That was a mare's voice, but you could not recognise it.
-
424.
>Nor could you see the source.
-
425.
>It was just a disembodied voice.
-
426.
>"I was wondering where you were."
-
427.
>"Just looking out the windows, the lavenders are beautiful today."
-
428.
>Turning around, you see your precious nephew dressed in a white suit, and a yellow jacket.
-
429.
>On his chest, lies a pitch black tie, embedded with small diamonds, shining ever so brightly on the dark fabric.
-
430.
>Almost like a piece of the night sky.
-
431.
>He was sitting by a window, peering outwards, not turning to look at the voice.
-
432.
>Oddly, there is a golden choker on his throat despite the tie.
-
433.
>It was carved intricately, and many gems of different colours laid within it.
-
434.
>Looking down, you see a beautiful bangle on his wrist, with a similar design as the choker.
-
435.
>The same bangles are on his ankles.
-
436.
>The bangles are all joined with fine chains
-
437.
>Did your nephew not despise complicated jewellery?
-
438.
>You remember him cut himself on a set of them by accident.
-
439.
>He was fifteen years of age.
-
440.
>"I don't know why you bother with those flowers, really."
-
441.
>"They help me sleep."
-
442.
>"Well, anyways, your mother is here, let’s go meet her."
-
443.
>"Yes, dear." you hear your nephew say half-heartedly.
-
444.
>He follows the voice, and you trail behind him.
-
445.
>The hallway had many different windows, all of them shut tightly.
-
446.
>Some windows showed a sunset.
-
447.
>Some full moons.
-
448.
>Some dusk.
-
449.
>Some dawn.
-
450.
>How odd.
-
451.
>You arrive at what seems to be a throne room, and see Anonymous seated on one of the thrones.
-
452.
>A distorted limb was placed on his hand, morphing from one shape to another.
-
453.
>You can feel the disgust coming from your nephew.
-
454.
>The limb would shift its shapes constantly, never settling on one for more than a few seconds before changing again.
-
455.
>Paw, claws, talon, hoof, pincer.
-
456.
>"Her Royal Majesty, Princess Celestia!"
-
457.
>"Her Royal Majesty, Princess Luna!"
-
458.
>You see Celestia and yourself enter the throne room.
-
459.
>The disembodied voice from before offers its greeting to you and your sister.
-
460.
>"It is an honour and privilege to have you with us today."
-
461.
>"We are glad you have invited us, it has been long since we last saw Anonymous.
-
462.
>"Are you well, Anonymous?" your sister turns to ask Anonymous.
-
463.
>Your nephew tries to speak, but no sound comes out.
-
464.
>He tries again, but not a word escapes his mouth.
-
465.
>You see his fingers run across the choker before gripping the arms of his throne.
-
466.
>His fingers begin turning white as he answers your sister coldly.
-
467.
>"I am well, Celestia. Thank you for your concern."
-
468.
>"As you can see, my husband is in great health." the disembodied voice says, leading you and your sister to the doors.
-
469.
>"Now, how about we get to business?"
-
470.
>"Of course," your sister agrees, turning around to look at Anonymous before leaving the throne room, the heavy doors slamming behind her.
-
471.
>Your nephew stays motionless on the throne, his face calm and composed.
-
472.
>Until the hoofsteps fade away into the distance.
-
473.
>Like a sandcastle meeting the waves of the sea, your nephew's facade crumbles.
-
474.
>Placing his face into his hands, he begins to sob uncontrollably.
-
475.
>It pains you, seeing him overtaken by grief like this.
-
476.
>It pains you even more to know that there is nothing you can do to soothe his troubles.
-
477.
>The lights from the windows begin to fade.
-
478.
>You can see his radiant attire beginning to lose its shine gradually as the room darkens.
-
479.
>You try place a hoof onto his shoulder, in attempt to comfort him, but your hoof phases through him.
-
480.
>You were supposed to be a goddess of the night.
-
481.
>A protector, a guardian.
-
482.
>Not some voyeuristic spirit.
-
483.
>. . .
-
484.
>Some goddess you were.
-
485.
>You couldn't even provide solace to the colt you love.
-
486.
>You couldn’t even touch him.
-
487.
>
-
488.
>Touch!
-
489.
>Horn glowing, you close your eyes, pray for the best, and let the spell loose.
-
490.
>You open your eyes to find yourself back in the material realm.
-
491.
>Rushing to your nephew's room, you undo the lock from the other side, and slide into the room.
-
492.
>Walking up to his bed, you see him now.
-
493.
>His blanket was on the floor again.
-
494.
>His pillow was stained with teardrops, and his body trembles ever so slightly in the cold.
-
495.
>You use a wing to wipe the tears off his face.
-
496.
>Lifting his head gently, you switch his pillow with another, throwing the wet one onto the floor.
-
497.
>The maids can take care of it tomorrow.
-
498.
>You climb onto his bed and lie behind him, holding him within your fore hooves, then enveloping him within your wings.
-
499.
>Using your magic, you lift his blanket off the floor and hover it over the both of you, setting it down gently until it covers the both of you.
-
500.
>There.
-
501.
>It's warm now.
-
502.
>If anypony catches you here… it would certainly mean the end of the reputation you have been trying to build for the last three decades.
-
503.
>You can see the headlines already.
-
504.
>Princess of the night, molester of stallions.
-
505.
>But it does not matter.
-
506.
>Your sweet prince is troubled.
-
507.
>Who else will comfort him, if not you.
-
508.
>Holding him close, you begin brushing his hair with a spell.
-
509.
>Your prince stirs from his sleep slightly.
-
510.
>"Who ish it?"
-
511.
"It's all right, it is just Auntie Lulu."
-
512.
>Whining something unintelligible, your nephew tries to get up, but you hold him in your hooves.
-
513.
"Ssh, go to sleep now. Auntie Lulu is here to protect you."
-
514.
>With another mumble, your nephew returns to slumber and you continue brushing his hair with much care.
-
515.
>You look at the colt in front of you.
-
516.
>So precious.
-
517.
>So lovely.
-
518.
>Why did he have to be your nephew?
-
519.
>Why did Celestia have to adopt him?
-
520.
>In another life, the both of you could be-
-
521.
>You stop that line of thought.
-
522.
>It's not healthy.
-
523.
>He is your precious prince now.
-
524.
>And it is your duty as aunt to protect him.
-
525.
>Once again peering into his dreams, you see yourself walking beside Anon.
-
526.
>The both of you were walking down a path paved with red leaves.
-
527.
>You remember this.
-
528.
>This was from the Autumn Moon festival.
-
529.
>He wanted to show you a path he found while he was hiking.
-
530.
>It was beautiful, with all the leaves red, and the dirt path paved with the crisp red leaves.
-
531.
>The both of you followed that trail to the top of the hill, where you could see the distant hamlet of Ponyville.
-
532.
>On that hill, you spent the night with him, bundled in blankets, gazing at the stars until the sun rose.
-
533.
>It was a marvellous night.
-
534.
>You miss it so much.
-
535.
>[spoiler]Why did he have to be your nephew?[/spoiler]
-
536.
-
537.
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-
538.
-
539.
>Stacking the last of the finished paperwork into a neat pile, you set it aside for Raven to sort through in the later.
-
540.
>The Grand Galloping Gala didn't stop your work from piling up.
-
541.
>And you were at least three days behind.
-
542.
>You really need a cup of tea now.
-
543.
>A knock is heard before your sister enters the room, uninvited.
-
544.
>"Sister, we must talk."
-
545.
"Luna, you're up early." you place your reading glasses onto your desk. "What's the matter?"
-
546.
>"It is Anonymous."
-
547.
"What happened!?"
-
548.
>Your mind races thinking of that could have gone wrong.
-
549.
>Was he caught in an accident?
-
550.
>No, that's impossible, he didn't say anything about leaving the castle today.
-
551.
>But what if he left without telling you.
-
552.
>Surely he must have taken some guards with him.
-
553.
>What if he didn't?
-
554.
>What if he was mugged?
-
555.
>No, that wouldn't be possible
-
556.
>He was a big colt.
-
557.
>But what if it was actually a kidnapping?
-
558.
>Was it one of the ambassadors?
-
559.
>Did they do this?
-
560.
>Which one?
-
561.
>The griffons?
-
562.
>What if it was one of those damned cows.
-
563.
>You've seen how the look at your son.
-
564.
>Like he was a piece of meat.
-
565.
>"Sister!" your sister shouts, breaking you from your thoughts.
-
566.
"Is he hurt!? Where is he!?"
-
567.
>"Calm down, Anonymous is having tea with Blueblood in the gardens."
-
568.
>Oh.
-
569.
>You feel silly now.
-
570.
>"We feel that there is a need to consult you regarding our dear nephew's current state of mind."
-
571.
"Why? Is something wrong?"
-
572.
>"Our dear nephew was having a nightmare the other day."
-
573.
"What was it about?"
-
574.
>"He dreamt that he was in a palace, built with marble.
-
575.
"That hardly sounds like a nightmare."
-
576.
>"Let me finish, sister.
-
577.
>"His arms and legs were bound in chains, but the chains were beautifully crafted."
-
578.
"He was a slave?"
-
579.
>"We do not know, but if he was, then he was well looked after.
-
580.
>"There was more to this dream."
-
581.
>You sit back, and gesture for your sister to continue.
-
582.
>"In the middle of the room was a bed, it was disarranged and smelled foul."
-
583.
"Smelled foul?"
-
584.
>"It smelled like a night of passion, and there was a patch of blood on the bed as well."
-
585.
>It takes you a few seconds to process what your sister has just said before coming to the realization.
-
586.
"He was raped!?"
-
587.
>"We think not, he was married to a mare."
-
588.
"Who?"
-
589.
>"We do not know, we did not see the mare, only hear her voice.
-
590.
>The room fell into a strange silence.
-
591.
>You did not know what to say
-
592.
>"We think our nephew fears that future, married to an unknown mare, living his life within a gilded stable.
-
593.
>"We must ask you, sister. Have you asked our dear nephew to wed anypony?"
-
594.
"No! I merely suggested..."
-
595.
>"Suggested what, sister?"
-
596.
"I asked him to find a lover for himself."
-
597.
>Your sister's face scrunches up, troubled.
-
598.
>"He might have mistaken your intentions, sister."
-
599.
>You try to recall your conversation with Anonymous two nights ago.
-
600.
>You thought that you were offering him good, motherly advice.
-
601.
>Find a good mare, settle down.
-
602.
>Maybe have a foal or two.
-
603.
>Did you push him too hard?
-
604.
"I will speak to him about it when I have the chance."
-
605.
>"Sister, we do not think you should dawdle over it,"
-
606.
"Don't worry, Luna. I will do it the moment I can."
-
607.
"Raven!"
-
608.
>"Yes Your Highness?
-
609.
"Deliver a message to Anonymous.
-
610.
"Tell him I want to speak with him at dinner."
-
611.
>"Of course, Your Highness."
-
612.
-
613.
-----
-
614.
-
615.
>You are Raven, a very busy pony that has no time for this.
-
616.
>For SOME REASON the butlers are arguing in the corridor.
-
617.
>They could be doing this within their dorms, but nooo~.
-
618.
>They had to get in your way, didn't they?
-
619.
>Looking at a clock on the wall, you only have a half an hour before the princesses began dinner.
-
620.
>And yet Prince Anonymous is nowhere to be found.
-
621.
>Maybe he's in the gardens?
-
622.
>But it is already dark out.
-
623.
>Why would he be in the gardens at night?
-
624.
>But the garden is the only area you have not searched yet.
-
625.
>Might as well give it a try.
-
626.
>Walking back down the hallway, you find the door that connects to the garden, and run outside.
-
627.
>The night air is crisp and fresh.
-
628.
>You've really been cooped in the offices for far too long.
-
629.
>Looking around you, you see that most of the flowers have closed for the night.
-
630.
>The hedges begin to look like dark walls, closing in on you.
-
631.
>Shaking the thought away, you continue searching the gardens.
-
632.
>The gardens are a little scary at night.
-
633.
>Why would Prince Anonymous be in the gardens anyway?
-
634.
>This is silly, you should just turn back.
-
635.
>No! You are a brave pony, Raven.
-
636.
>You will search this entire garden if that's what it takes.
-
637.
>Walking further down to the fountains, you head where the moonblossoms are.
-
638.
>They were always your favourite flowers.
-
639.
>Come Autumn, they would bloom at night and illuminate the garden.
-
640.
>Princess Luna once said it looked a little like the dream realm.
-
641.
>Of course, it's still spring.
-
642.
>And so this part of the garden is completely dark.
-
643.
>Perfect for monsters to ambush you.
-
644.
>Suddenly, you hear footsteps behind you.
-
645.
>With a soft yelp, you dive into one of the hedges.
-
646.
>That sounded like a big creature.
-
647.
>Was it a manticore?
-
648.
>No, it had two legs.
-
649.
>Wait, that's Prince Anonymous!
-
650.
>What's he doing here so late?
-
651.
-
652.
-----
-
653.
-
654.
>You and your sister sit at the dining table waiting for your son.
-
655.
>The soups arrive, but your son has not.
-
656.
>You're not going to start dinner without your sunshine.
-
657.
>And apparently, so is Luna.
-
658.
>A quarter hour later, the chef informs you that the appetizers are ready.
-
659.
>But your son is still nowhere to be seen.
-
660.
>Where is he?
-
661.
>He's never late for dinner.
-
662.
>Is he in trouble?
-
663.
>No, he's a grown colt.
-
664.
>But what if he is?
-
665.
>"Do you think we should send some guards to search for him?"
-
666.
>It's better to be safe than sorry.
-
667.
>You stand up.
-
668.
"I'm going to search for Anonymous."
-
669.
>"We will go too."
-
670.
"No Luna, I need you to stay here in case Anonymous is late."
-
671.
>"Very well, I shall direct a sending spell your way should he come later."
-
672.
>Rushing out the doors, you ask the first guard you see.
-
673.
"Polished Spear."
-
674.
>"Yes Ma'am!"
-
675.
"Ask all castle staff to direct Anonymous to the dining hall if they see him."
-
676.
>"Yes Ma'am!"
-
677.
>The colt rushes off and you head in the opposite direction.
-
678.
>The palace covered, the only other place he could be is Canterlot.
-
679.
>If that's the case, you should fly there.
-
680.
>Heading out to the gardens, you head to the departure point for pegasi.
-
681.
>It would make your journey to Canterlot a lot faster.
-
682.
>But you are stopped dead in your tracks when you hear a melody in the air.
-
683.
>Somepony was humming.
-
684.
>No.
-
685.
>You knew that voice.
- 686.
-
687.
>Navigating the bushes, you follow the humming until you arrive at the moonblossom hedges.
-
688.
>There he is.
-
689.
>Your son was sitting on a stone bench, his toga draped across him lazily.
-
690.
>Softly, your son's voice drifts through the garden.
-
691.
>"So many times out there, I've watched a happy pair, of lovers walking in the night."
-
692.
>His voice, smooth and melodic, drifted through the air.
-
693.
>"They had a kind of glow around them, it almost looked like heaven's light"
-
694.
>You see a blue light coming from where he was facing.
-
695.
>Was he holding a lantern?
-
696.
>"I wished I'd never knew, that warm and loving glow, and I still wish with all my might"
-
697.
>Beginning from the ones closest to him, the moonblossoms begin to flower.
-
698.
>One by one, the newly grown buds bloom into silver coloured flowers, emanating a bluish light.
-
699.
>"No love as selfish as my love, was ever meant to see the light."
-
700.
>The moonblossoms begin to dim as the music dies down.
-
701.
>It was definitely not a natural occurrence.
-
702.
>An ethereal figure appears beside him, and he turns to face it.
-
703.
>"I already have my mother and my aunt" he says, holding its hooves, "to ask for more is a crime."
-
704.
>"My feelings in this are irrelevant."
-
705.
>The ethereal figure waves its hooves wildly, almost as if it were displeased with him, but you cannot hear a thing.
-
706.
>"For the future of Equestria, my love is a small price to pay."
-
707.
>Before your mind could wander, the music continues, and Anonymous begins singing again.
-
708.
>"Remembering the ways that they smiled at me, and kissed my cheeks on those scary nights.
-
709.
>As he continues, the flowers that have not wilted bloomed once more, this time glowing brighter than ever.
-
710.
>"I, till now, know that she, my mother, cares for me.
-
711.
>"And my aunt's all the same despite,
-
712.
>"Her worrying nature that's why,
-
713.
>"My love must never see the light."
-
714.
>His voice trails off, and with the flowers begin to lose their glow quickly.
-
715.
>A few have already wilted and fell to the ground.
-
716.
>Soon, the garden falls into total darkness.
-
717.
>The bushes rustle and you hear a voice.
-
718.
>"Prince Anonymous, I've been looking for you."
-
719.
>You nearly jump at Raven's voice.
-
720.
>Turning around, you run back into the castle, thoughts clouding your mind.
-
721.
-
722.
-----
-
723.
-
724.
>The events after the song in the garden all seemed like a blur
-
725.
>You remember having dinner with Anonymous.
-
726.
>He was talking about something when Blueblood came in, announcing his return from the crystal empire.
-
727.
>He had the steward take his luggage away, and complained about the trip home.
-
728.
>Then dinner ended, and you returned to your respective rooms.
-
729.
>And now, you're here, laying in bed.
-
730.
>Tossing and turning.
-
731.
>Your pillows, made with the softest of pegasi down feathers, did not help put you to sleep.
-
732.
>Your mind runs with thoughts of the garden.
-
733.
>What you saw there was impossible.
-
734.
>Moonblossoms did not bloom in spring.
-
735.
>It was without a doubt, magic.
-
736.
>But that was impossible.
-
737.
>Anonymous doesn't have an affinity for magic.
-
738.
>You had him tested.
-
739.
>Even if he did, this was ridiculous.
-
740.
>An earth pony couldn't grow plants this fast.
-
741.
>Your mind returns to the garden once more.
-
742.
>Anonymous was beautiful as ever, his toga shimmering in the moonlight.
-
743.
>And then he began singing.
-
744.
>His mournful song.
-
745.
>The realization hits you.
-
746.
>If the magic did not come from within, then it must have come from the world.
-
747.
>And there was one magic that all races shared.
-
748.
>A powerful magic that comes in the form of a song.
-
749.
>A song comes from the soul, projecting the soul onto reality.
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750.
>Warping the world around it.
-
751.
>The Heartsong.
-
752.
>You've seen it many times in your life
-
753.
>It would always happen when two ponies fell in love.
-
754.
>When two halves become whole.
-
755.
>But it was always a duet.
-
756.
>Why was your son singing alone?
-
757.
>Ah...
-
758.
>He was waiting for somepony to return his song.
-
759.
>Your thoughts return to his song.
-
760.
>A selfish love, he called it.
-
761.
>Anon loves somepony.
-
762.
>Anon loves somepony, and he was willing to give it all up for you.
-
763.
>A sinking feeling settles within your chest as your ears and tail fall limp.
-
764.
>Anon loves somepony, and it's not you.
-
765.
>You should be happy for him, Celestia.
-
766.
>Your sunshine is all grown up now.
-
767.
>He was always going to leave you.
-
768.
>One day, he was going to become somepony's husband.
-
769.
>You knew that.
-
770.
>He isn't your first foster child.
-
771.
>Twilight is basically your daughter in all but name.
-
772.
>You were ready.
-
773.
>You've prepared yourself for this.
-
774.
>You've prepared for this from the start.
-
775.
>You're his mother, not his lover.
-
776.
>This was bound to happen.
-
777.
>You're ready for this.
-
778.
>[spoiler]Why does it hurt so much this time?[/spoiler]
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779.
-
780.
-----
-
781.
-
782.
>You barely got any sleep last night.
-
783.
>It's still dark out but your body tells you that it's about time to raise the sun.
-
784.
>Cracking open your dry eyes, you look at your pillow.
-
785.
>You don't feel like getting up.
-
786.
>But you must.
-
787.
>If not for yourself, then for your little ponies.
-
788.
>What's with that attitude?
-
789.
>It's a new day.
-
790.
>And you know today is going to be a good day.
-
791.
>You can feel it!
-
792.
>Pushing yourself off the bed, you sluggishly head towards the veranda.
-
793.
>You look into your horizon, extending your consciousness, searching for the warm, ever glowing, golden orb.
-
794.
>There it is.
-
795.
>Enveloping the warmth, you cradle it in your magic, then gently lift it up.
-
796.
>Don't want to startle your little ponies.
-
797.
>As the sun begins its slow ascent across the plains, you set a few spells in motion, ensuring that the sun continues to climb on its own.
-
798.
>You watch for a few more minutes, making sure that there are no faults in the spell.
-
799.
>The last time you miscalculated, the sun was moving horizontally.
-
800.
>The ponies were groggy for the entire day.
-
801.
>At the pace of a snail, the sun ascends into the sky beginning its journey.
-
802.
>After some final adjustments, you head back into your room.
-
803.
>The night shift butlers bring in your towels silently before retreating with a bow.
-
804.
>They're always so prim and proper.
-
805.
>You wash up and head towards the kitchen.
-
806.
>After getting Fine Dining to retreat from his post [spoiler]goodness knows how hard it is to get a colt to relinquish their kitchen[/spoiler], you begin making pancakes.
-
807.
>Luna likes blueberries on hers, and Anonymous likes his plain with butter and honey.
-
808.
>Since this would be like a midnight snack for Luna, you made her less pancakes and put more fruit on her plate.
-
809.
>Half an hour later, you look on with pride as three plates of pancakes sit before you.
-
810.
>Fine Dining couldn't have done any better if he wanted to.
-
811.
>Bringing the three plates to the table, you hum a simple tune as you wait for the rest of your family.
-
812.
>Luna enters first, worn out from her 'day'.
-
813.
"Luna, I made pancakes!"
-
814.
>She offers you a tired smile and looks at the table.
-
815.
>"Thank you, Sister. I will have them in my chambers."
-
816.
>Picking up the plate with the least food, she saunters out of the hall and closes the door behind her.
-
817.
>Now all that's left is to wait for Anonymous
-
818.
>Just as you finished the thought, you hear the door open behind you.
-
819.
>Anonymous enters the room with a quickly stifled yawn.
-
820.
>"Good morning, mother."
-
821.
"Good morning, Sunshine. I made pancakes!"
-
822.
>"Thank you, mother."
-
823.
>Taking a seat on the other end of the table, Anon uses his hands to pick up the utensils.
-
824.
>It's always fun watching Anonymous eat.
-
825.
>Only unicorns use utensils since earth ponies and pegasi can't grab them well.
-
826.
>Yet, despite not having magic, Anon uses the utensils so well, almost as if they were made for his hands.
-
827.
>Celestia, you're staring.
-
828.
>"Mother?"
-
829.
>Oh no, he's seen you.
-
830.
>Say something.
-
831.
>Anything.
-
832.
"Isn't the weather nice today?"
-
833.
>Well handled, Celestia
-
834.
>"Oh yes, but Stormy Cloud told me that it's going to be cloudy tomorrow."
-
835.
"That's nice, it has been a little sunny recently."
-
836.
>"Mhm"
-
837.
>Anon resumes eating quietly and you return to your meal too.
-
838.
>The silence is killing you.
-
839.
"So how was your day?"
-
840.
>"Mother, I just woke up."
-
841.
"Oh. That's right. How silly of me."
-
842.
>Blushing slightly, pick up your utensils.
-
843.
>"Is everything all right, mother?
-
844.
"Yes, everything is fine. Why would you think something is wrong?"
-
845.
>"You have been acting rather strange, mother."
-
846.
"Really?"
-
847.
>"Mother, you just asked me how my day was. It's obvious there's something on your mind."
-
848.
>Anonymous gives you a concerned look.
-
849.
>"If any of the ambassadors are giving you trouble-"
-
850.
"I'm fine, Anonymous. Thank you."
-
851.
>Anonymous continues eating, cutting the pancakes into little pieces and placing them into his mouth.
-
852.
>After a while, Anonymous sets his utensils down.
-
853.
>"Raven told me you wanted to talk yesterday."
-
854.
"I did? I did!"
-
855.
>"What did you want to tell me?"
-
856.
"I forgot. Dear me, I must be getting old."
-
857.
>"Are you sure? It seemed important."
-
858.
"I'm sorry, Sunshine. I seem to be getting so forgetful."
-
859.
>"It's all right mother. Take your time."
-
860.
>You look down at your untouched plate of pancakes.
-
861.
>Ooh, a blackcurrant.
-
862.
>Using a fork, you swat it to a-
-
863.
>Celestia, what are you doing?
-
864.
>You can't keep putting this off.
-
865.
>But maybe if-
-
866.
>No.
-
867.
>You're a grown mare.
-
868.
>It's time to face reality.
-
869.
>Looking up, you face Anonymous and look him in the eyes.
-
870.
"Sunshine.
-
871.
"Do you remember the talk we had after the gala?"
-
872.
>Anonymous's face darkens slightly.
-
873.
>"Yes, mother."
-
874.
"You've always been a very pragmatic colt, Anonymous.
-
875.
"You love the little ponies as much as I do.
-
876.
"That's why you always place Equestria before yourself.
-
877.
"But I'm your mother, and I wish for your happiness.
-
878.
"I don't want you to choose a lover from the court or the nobility if you don't want to.
-
879.
"You're free to love a common mare so long as she's a good and honest.
-
880.
"Just this once, I want you to seek your own happiness."
-
881.
>An awkward silence falls upon the dining hall, punctuated by brief noises by the castle staff outside, going about their duties.
-
882.
>"I see," Anon finally says without conviction, his eyebrows knit together, troubled.
-
883.
>"Thank you for making pancakes, mother," Anonymous says, standing from his seat, "They were delicious."
-
884.
>He pushes his seat towards the table and turns around, closing the door behind him gently.
-
885.
>The love of your life has just walked out of the room.
-
886.
>But you're a grown mare.
-
887.
>So you don't cry.
-
888.
>Huh.
-
889.
>The pancakes are salty toda
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