CYOA - Luna pt. 3 (Clop)

>Through the years you watched your son grow

>And with him his happiness and joy

>In particular for Lavender Mirage

>Those two were inseparable

>Lavender probably saw Caesar more than you did

>But that was okay

>He was growing into a young adult, and he couldn't be around you all the time

>You were his father, after all

>As you watched him grow bigger and stronger

>You watched yourself grow older and weaker

>Going from being his hero to annoying father

>It was only a matter of time before he accepted you

>You knew that

>But saying it wasn't difficult would be a blatant lie

>One particular morning you were happy

>But you also felt a slight twinge of sadness in your heart

>Mixed emotions coursing through your body as you walked quietly into his room

>Luna levitating breakfast alongside the two of you

>Caesar is snoring loudly

>His room is a mess as always

>Scrolls, books, and clothes piled eveywhere available

>It looks like someone nuked the place

>You watch him for a little while

>Your son, finally a man

>Turning your head to Luna, you mouth a "1, 2, 3"

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you!

>Caesar nearly jumps out of his bed

>His eyes are wild and his mouth soaked in drool

>"Wha- Who?"

>As you continue singing away, Caesar yawns loudly

>"It's like seven in the morning. What are you doing?"

>He looks like he could fall asleep at any minute

>Like a volatile concoction being shaken violently

 

"Happy birthday dear Caesar!"

>Caesar is giving both of you a deadpan stare as you sing

"Happy birthday to you!"

>Luna hands him his breakfast

>It seems to lighten him up just a tad

>As he's munching away on pancakes you stand there

>He's a man now

>Eighteen years old

>He can do whatever he pleases

"Look at you. All grown up. Time flies, huh?"

>"Sure does, dad."

>Caesar doesn't even look at you when he speaks

>He's too lost in his food

>"Oh, I remember when you were just a little satyr."

>Luna's already starting

>Just like she does every year

>She's got tears in her eyes

>Caesar sighs heavily

>"Mom, come on, not again."

>"But look at you! You're a man now! Oh, I'm so proud!"

>You can't help but snicker as Caesar sighs once more

"So, what do you wanna do today, son? Now you can do anything you want."

>Caesar looks up to you and shrugs

>"I dunno. Lavender invited me over for the evening. I think I'll go to her place."

>Although you were happy he had her, you feel a slight twinge of sadness hit you

>You had looked forward to spending the day with your son

>It had been a long time since you just hung out

 

>All you really want to do is tell him

>Say to him you love him and want to spend time with him

>But as you open your mouth to speak, you can't

>All that enters your mind is frustration

>You just want to tell him

>But that knot in your throat is stopping you

>Anger rises in your body

>Why couldn't he just spend time with you, damn it

>Without thinking you strike out at him

>You accidentally hit him right in the nuts

"How DARE you not want to spend time with your father!"

>Caesar falls sideways onto his bed

>Not a single scream of pain leaves his throat

>His eyes water up and he whimpers

>"Anon, what in the world are you doing?!"

>Luna puts a hoof on your shoulder

>You snap out of it and look at your son

"Holy shit, I'm sorry, Caesar."

>He opens his mouth to speak

>But all that comes out is a quiet groan

"I don't know what came of me. I'm so sorry."

>You place your arms around him and hug him tightly

>He's still cupping his groin and therefore doesn't return it

>"You're an ass, dad", he whispers

>Although he's in pain, you hear a slight giggle in his words

>With a trembling arm he punches you back

>It doesn't hurt at all

>But he did his best

 

>After a few minutes of cupping his sore groin, Caesar finally speaks

>"All right, dad. Let's spend some time together."

>The happiness that enters your body is almost as much as when he was born

>It nearly brings a tear to your eye hearing him say those words

>Luna giggles in the background and leaves the room

>You sit down on Caesar's bed next to him

>For a moment the two of you just sit there

>Father and son

>Sharing a comfortable silence together

"So."

>"So."

>Caesar looks to you and smiles

"How are things going with Lavender?"

>He looks to the floor and nods

>"Good, good. Everything is great, really."

>You find yourself nodding as well

"That's good. So, you're eighteen now."

>"Yup."

"That means you can go drinking."

>Caesar's eyes suddenly light up

>As if the mysteries of the universe had just been revealed to him

>"You're RIGHT! I can go drinking! This is awesome!"

>He gets up from his bed and starts pacing back and forth in his room

>"Oh, wow! I can go to parties and everything!"

>He reminds you a lot of yourself

>The same reactions to the same situations

>Hopefully he would fare better at the social games involved

>Not that he needed to, having a girlfriend already

>Suddenly he snaps his fingers and looks at you

>"I should totally host a party here in the castle."

 

>That's actually not a half bad idea

>The castle was enormous

>Perfect place for a party

"We'll do it tonight."

>Caesar's eyes go wide for just a moment

>A brief moment of happiness and joy

>But his stare quickly meets the ground

>An awkward smile on his lips

>"I'd love to dad, but, Lavender is more important. I'd rather spend time with her."

>Your heart drops a few floors in your body

"Oh."

>That's all you can manage

>Speaking to your son has become difficult

>Like you're not good enough at it

>"But maybe we could do it another day?"

>Caesar has a small smile on his lips

>It's a genuine smile, though

>One of sincerity

 

>You really wanted to do this today, though

>This was his birthday, after all

>And you really wanted to spend time with him

>Show him you could be a fun dad too

"Tonight is better, don't you think? It's your birthday after all. Your eighteenth, too. That doesn't come along often."

>Caesar takes the words to heart

>He puts a hand underneath his chin

>Pondering the suggestion

"We can even have the royal guards deliver express invitations."

>Caesar nods slowly as you speak

>Taking in all of your words

>Processing them in his mind

>"I did promise Lavender I'd be there tonight, though."

>You stand up and chuckle

"So invite her! I'm sure she'd enjoy a good party, too."

>Caesar bites his lower lip as he thinks

>You can see the battle raging inside his mind

>After a few moments of back and forth inside his mind, he finally speaks

>"Oh, all right! Let's do it!"

>You really have to stop yourself from fist pumping

>Caesar told you you were too old for that

"All right! I'll get on it right away."

>"Thanks, dad. You're the best."

>Caesar holds up his fist

>You bump your fist into his and chuckle

 

>You ruffle your boy's hair and chuckle

>"Dad, come on."

>You just leave the room with a smile on your face

>Luna is reading some ancient tome

>You tried to learn the languages of old, but it proved near impossible

>Even with Luna as your mentor it was tough

>Sometimes she would read to you from the tomes and scrolls

>There were quite a lot of interesting stories and spells in there

>For now, you leave her to her reading

>You walk into the hall and find the nearest guard

"Hey, could you do me a favor?"

>"Sir, yes sir!"

>You sigh and shake your head

>These guards never stopped that shit

"At ease. Look, I just want you to gather up the guards and send out invites to the students at Celestia's school, all right?"

>The guard shoots you a confused look

>"Invites?"

>You smile widely at him

"Yeah, I'm hosting a party for my son's birthday. I want you to invite everyone from the senior classes here."

>The guard nods once

>"Yes, sir."

>You swear, one of these days you'd strangle these guards

"Oh, and make sure to send a special invite to Lavender Mirage. One that grants her access to restricted areas of the castle."

>Before he can protest, you add

"On order of the husband of Luna."

>He just nods again and salutes

>You sigh as he runs off to fetch the other guards

>"Honey, are we having a party? In the castle?"

>Luna almost scares the shit out of you

>She could be sneaky sometimes

 

"Indeed, faggot. The biggest, faggotry party ever."

>Luna smiles at you and giggles

>"I haven't been to a party in so long. It's going to be fun."

>She gives you a quick peck on the cheek and goes back inside to her reading

 

>That night, the castle was bustling with life

>More life than it had seen in a long, long time

>Music was blasting through the corridors and hallways

>Ponies were dancing, chatting, and drinking

>Although the party had only been going for 30 minutes, some ponies were already puking

>You were glad you didn't have to clean that mess up

>Lavender had luckily come to the party happy and excited

>She had forgotten all about the planned dated

>She wasn't drinking, though

>Not that much, at least

>Granted, she didn't seem much like the party type

>But she seemed cheerful enough tonight

>"Hey, dad!"

>Caesar taps you on the shoulder

>You turn around and see him standing there

>Smiling, an arm around Lavender

>"Thanks for doing this. It's great!"

 

"You're welcome kiddo."

>You give your son a fist bump

"Enjoying this faggotry, Lavender, dear?"

>She smiles polietly at you

>"Well, I haven't seen the castle like this before. It's quite the experience."

>Something about what she said makes you laugh heartily

>It was strange seeing these two together

>So very much alike, yet so very different

"Go out and enjoy yourselves."

>Both of them nod before turning to leave

>You grab a hold of Caesar and whisper in his ear

"Don't forget to show her the restricted areas."

>A sly smile creeps upon your lips

>Caesar sighs

>"Yeah, dad, I will."

>He's smiling as he speaks, though

>You pat his back twice and let him off

>Watching the two of them walk away, you feel proud

>For a moment you just stand there

>Feeling like a great and awesome dad

>A tug at your legs snap you out of it

>You turn to face a brown mare

>She's one of Caesar's classmates

>"H-hey there! Great par-party! Woo!"

>She's swaying on all four legs

>It'd probably be a good idea for her to slow down on the drinking

>"W-wanna hang out with me and my friends?"

>A vulgar burp escapes her mouth at the end of the sentence

>Apparently that's hilarious to drunk ponies

>Because she laughs like a blithering moron

 

>You smile politely at the young mare

"No thank you. I'm sure there's other ponies out there who'd love to join you, though."

>The mare just shrugs and goes off

>Most ponies here are way too young for you to talk to

>Granted, you'd like to be young again

>But you just weren't

>So instead of wasting your time talking to drunk teenagers, you go in search of your wife

>You have to wade through a sea of singing, drinking ponies

>It almost feels like you're sailing on the seven seas

>After snailing your way around the castle for ten minutes, you see your wife in the hallway

>She's talking to some guards who are off duty

>A bottle of spirits in her hoof

>Luna didn't drink often

>But once she did, she went all out

>You wonder how she's even having fun with only teenagers here

>She is a lot older than them, after all

>Luna turns her head as you approach her

>Her cheeks are red and her eyes hazy

>"Heeey, sweetie! We were just talking about you!"

>Oh, this couldn't be good

"You were?"

>Already you feel nervous

>Luna needed to shut up sometimes

>Especially when she was drunk

>"Yeah! It's like, have you noticed you walk on two legs?"

>She clearly had more to drink than you realised

>"It's so weird! How, how do you even stay up?"

 

>Actually trying to reply would be futile

>So instead, you try to outwit her

"Aren't you the moon? How do you stay awake?"

>Luna opens her mouth to speak

>And she just lets her jaw hang there

>She raises her eyebrow high on her face

>"That's... woooow... I don't knoooow!"

>With a thump, her ass hits the ground

>She's staring into nothing

>Trying to crack the question you asked

>It must be tough for the poor mare

>Intoxicated and trying to solve the mysteries of herself

>You chuckle at your stumped wife and grab her hoof

"Come on, let's go have fun."

>"That sounds fun!"

>You swear Luna was like a schoolgirl when she got drunk

>But it was endearing in away

>To see a millenea old ruler act like this

>You drag her drunk self through the castle until you get away from the music

>Not before grabbing a bottle of whiskey for yourself, though

>You decide on going to the observatory

>It's beautiful and quiet

>A nice place for the two of you to relax

>Luna just sits on a coushion and looks at you

>You take a large swig of the whiskey

>It's damn good whiskey

>"Hey, hey, Anon?"

>You smile at your wife

>"What do you think they're doing? You know. Car... Cei... Our son and Lavender?"

 

>With a chuckle you take another swig

"I'll leave that up to your imagination, dear."

>Luna's eyes go wide

>Wider than you've ever seen them go

>Although her cheeks were already red from drinking, you can clearly see her blushing

>Slowly her wings begin to stiffen

>You watch in awe

>Complete and utter awe

>When her wings stand at full attention, she speaks

>"That's hot."

>You roar in laughter at her words

>The entire room is being filled with your heartwarming laughter

>Luna just sits there, staring into nothingness

>Her blush continues intensifying

>You really don't want to know what she's thinking in this instant

>Slowly you feel warmth spread in your body

>While the whiskey is great, it's also very potent

>You feel a drunken haze claiming you

>All the while watching your wife get off on strange thoughts

>Your laughter quickly dies down as you hear muffled voices

>Luna perks her ears up

>Listening intently

>The voices are getting louder and louder

>It's definitely Caesar and Lavender

>They're coming right for the room you're in

 

"Quick, hide!"

>Luna instantly gets up and looks around

>There's no hiding spot for a pony of her size

>You can see the panic in her eyes for a brief moment

>But that panic is soon replaced by a giggle

>With a woosh her horn glows brightly

>And in the blink of an eye she's gone

>Despite her drunken state, her magical prowess doesn't falter

>You her hear go to a corner in her invisible state

>You simply have to make do and hide behind a pile of old books

>The door opens and in walks Caesar and Lavender

>They're laughing warmly and chatting away

>Both of them get coushins and sit down in the middle of the room

>"I'm so glad we could get some alone time."

>Lavender sounds a little too happy

>"The party's great, but I came here for you."

>"Oh yeah?"

>You could almost feel the vomit creeping up your throat

>"Mhmmm."

>Oh, God, Lavender is leaning in

>Oh, Jesus, she's on top of him

>Within mere moments they are engaged in a passionate make out session

>You'd love nothing more than to get out

>But Luna's invisible and can't teleport you out without them noticing

>So you will just have to wait it out

>And for half an hour you wait

>Watching your son making out with his girlfriend

>For some reason you can't keep your eyes off them

>It's strangely... arousing

>No, what the fuck is wrong with you

>It's your son

>But you can't help it

>The liquor is changing you

>Making you enjoy this act of passion and love

>Finally they stop

>"Let's go."

>Both of them leave the room

 

>With a sigh of relief, you call out to Luna

"All right, we can get out now."

>She doesn't show herself

"Luna?"

>You look around for her

>Which was quite a stupid move on your part

>Seeing the invisible isn't exactly easy

"Luna, come on."

>She replies with a moan

>A quiet, passionate moan

"... Luna? What are you doing? Where are you?"

>With a woosh, she finally appears

>She's lying on her back

>A hoof between her thighs

>Rubbing away at her marehood with passion and speed

>Her tongue is hanging out of her mouth

>Her eyes have rolled up in the back of her skull

>Although you find it revolting that she's doing this, it's strangely arousing

>She notices you staring and spreads her legs further apart

>"Do you... like it, dear?"

>She's pulling all the right strings

>In your intoxicated state it takes you mere seconds to get hard

>"Mmmh."

>Luna's voice is sweet and gentle

>Like she got a thousand years younger

>Realising there is no fighting this, you drop your pants

>As you move closer, Luna smiles

>Just as you are about to position yourself, the door slams open

>"Ooh, my head."

>You stare in disbelief

>Celestia

>Fucking Celestia

>Again

>She looks from you to Luna

>Back and forth

>"Luna, come on. At least keep it in the bedroom. Go away, I need privacy. The castle keeps spinning."

>With speed no man have ever known, you get your pants back on

>Shame in your heart, you exit the room with Luna

>She's just giggling away

 

"I'm going to kill you Luna, and nobody will ever find out."

>You glare daggers at your wife

>She could at least have waited until you were in your bedroom

>But no, she had to get it on right there

>God damn it

>Luna just keeps giggling

>Your going is aching

>Boner is still at full capacity

>It's aching for release

>Little by little you pick up the pace

>Until you are almost running through the hallways

"I swear, I will murder you, Luna."

>Every time you say something to her, she just smiles slyly

>It's pissing you off to no end

>That mare is going to get dicked so hard she doesn't even know

>Instead of going to your bedroom, which is no doubt full of drunk ponies, you go to a guest room down the hall

>Luna unlocks the door with her magic and opens the door

"Get in."

>You have no patience for this shit

>As soon as you enter, you relock the door and get your clothes off

>"Anon, please be gentle."

>Luna shoots you a cocky smile

>Doing the puppy eyes

>You have no patience for this shit

>With all of your might, you push her onto the bed

>You get up behind her and pull her rump up to you

>"Oh, Anon, not so rough."

>She looks back to you

>That shit-eating grin still plastered on her stupid face

 

"Say, my little faggot. Caesar will soon leave the castle to explore the world. Should we give him a sister?"

>You don't give her time to reply

>With one swift motion you thrust your dick into her soaking wet pussy

>You bury it balls deep inside her

>So very far inside her

>Luna screams out in surprise and pleasure

>Wasting no time with teasing or foreplay, you start slamming her snatch

>Pounding her harder than ever before

>Your balls slapping against her slit

>With a free hand you grab her mane and pull it back

>With the other you spank her ass repeatedly

>Luna is gurgling out moans

>Her tongue is hanging limply out of her mouth

>With furious anger you slam her silly

>Plowing her with your dick

>Using her as your personal masturbatory toy

>Despite her age and having given birth, she is still tight as ever

>And the way her insides stretch and shrink as you continually slam her feels godlike

>After a few minutes you let go of her mane

>Her head slams into the pillow

>She really picks up the moaning

>It's drowning out every sound in the castle

>It feels satisfying, using her like this

>Dominating her like the whore she is

>You feel a rush of adrenaline shoot through you

>The power makes you feel like a king

>Like you can do anything you want to

>You give her ass an extra hard spank

>It sends a shiver through her body

>And that shiver turns into full on spasms

>Luna comes with the loudest moan ever heard

>Spraying her juices all over your dick

 

>You don't slow down in the slightest

>In fact, you pick up speed and pound her faster

>Her moaning reaches eardrum-crushing levels

>But you don't care

>She is going to get it, and she is going to get it good

>You pound into her so hard she collapses on the bed

>A particularly long and loud moan escapes her throat

>But as it dies down, you see Luna's eyes close

>Her body goes limp as you pound into her

>Massaging your dick with her tight cunt

>You keep thrusting ferociously into her limp body

>Not caring that she does not make a sound

>She is yours to use and yours alone

>Even though she has fainted, you continue spanking her

>And as you realise just what you've done

>You made your wife faint from taking your dick

>Just the thought of it makes you get close to release

>And as you spank her one final time you come

>With such vigor and fury you have never seen before

>You bury your dick deep inside her cunt and fill her up

>Making sure she takes every last drop

>Drinks it all up with her greedy pussy

>Panting and sweating, you admire your work

>As you look at your fainted wife, dick buried inside her, the door slams open

>You don't even have to turn around

>You can already feel the anger

>"What's going on?! Luna was screaming!"

"Celestia. Get. The. Fuck. Out."

>You don't bother to look at her

>You just wait for her to leave

>"Looks like you did good."

>Celestia snickers before finally leaving the room

 

>With a sigh of relief and pleasure, you pull out of Luna

>Some of your seed drips out of her

>You move the sheets so she doesn't get it on her fur

>With care you pull the sheets over her body

>You make sure to really tuck her into bed properly

>As if she was your child

>After giving her a peck on the cheek, you go to the bathroom to clean up

>You take a quick shower and get dressed

>In the distance you can hear the party going on

>Since you aren't tired in the slightest, you decide to go back

>Just to check what everyone is doing

>And how badly damaged your home is

>As you're walking down the halls, you see ponies sleeping

>Some are making out

>Others are being cared for, sick as they are

>Just like any other party, really

>According to the volume coming from inside your home, you can tell the party is still going strong

>It had only been two hours, too

>Just as you're about to enter, you hear something faint

>Something fragile in the distance

>A faint crying

>It sounds horrible

>Tearing your heart apart

>Instead of going into your home, you pursue the crying

>You get a ways away from the party

>Looking around for the source of the sound

>It takes you a while to find the room from which it comes

>You gently knock on the door and open it

>Inside it you see a pony

>A familiar pony bawling her eyes out

>Lavender Mirage is a mess

>Completely broken down

>"L-L-Leave m-me al-alone."

 

>Despite her protests, you go inside

>Making sure to close and lock the door, you walk over to her

>"G-go away."

>Her face is buried in her hooves

>You sit down next to her

>With a hand you gently start stroking her mane

>You don't speak, you simply comfort her slowly

>Make her calm down little by little

>Her intensive crying eventually turns to sobs

>When you feel she's ready, you finally ask

"Lavender, what's wrong?"

>You already know what she's going to say

>And it breaks your heart to know

>But she has to say it herself

>Get it out of her system

>"C-Caesar broke up w-with me."

>You sigh lightly

>This was expected

>Only Caesar could make this mare cry like this

>Inside your chest, your heart sinks down into your stomach

>Instead of pressing on, you simply stroke her mane

>She needs to go on at her own pace

>"H-he never w-wants to see m-me again."

>The tears return once more

>She isn't quite done yet

>And so she cries

>Her pleading heart letting out all her sorrow

"I'll go talk to him, okay, Lavender?"

>You pat her head gently before getting up to leave

>"N-no, please."

>Lavender looks up to you with broken eyes

>"It's m-my fault. I... I che-cheated on him."

>Her eyes plead for mercy

>Beg of you to stay

>To hold her just a little longer

 

>However much you want to comfort her, she made a mistake

>And no amount of hugging will change that

"Look, we all make mistakes. But you broke the trust he had for you. His faith and loyalty. I doubt he'll change his mind."

>Lavender does her very best to hold back the tears as you speak

"I'll talk to him. Tell him how I found you. How sorry you are. But I can't do anything about this situation. You will have to deal with this yourself."

>The challenge proves too hard for Lavender

>She's hulking as she watches you

>Still pleading silently

>Wanting nothing more than for you to fix everything

>Make everything good again

>But you are no magician

>You are but a man

>And Lavender has done something that may never be forgiven

"I want nothing more than for the two of you to be happy. Hopefully together. But I cannot help you. I do hope you succeed, though."

>Lavender hides her head in her hooves once more

>You sit down next to her again

"I can stay, if you like. Nobody deserves to be alone with their problems."

>Without a word she flings her hooves around your waist

>Burying her face in your shirt

>You put your arm around her and rub her side

"There, there."

>"I-I'm so sorry! P-Please, Anon! I-I love Ca-Caesar!"

>Her hulking continues relentlessly

>Your shirt is drenched with the mare's sorrow

>You want to help

>You truly do

>But there is nothing you can do for her

 

>Lavender keeps crying

>Like a broken dam the tears keep coming

>No matter what you do or say, she doesn't stop

>This mare is lost to her sorrow

>There is nothing you can do for her

"I'll go talk to Caesar. If you want to, you can stay."

>"P-please, don't l-leave."

>You gently nudge yourself out of her grasp

"This is for the best."

>Lavender simply collapses on the floor, her crying knowing no bounds

>With a slight twinge of guilt, you leave the room

>As you walk down the halls, you feel the emptiness consume you

>Ponies are dancing and singing all around you

>But you can barely hear them

>All you want is your son

>Walking around, you see him nowhere

>You spend ten minutes looking for him

>But he is nowhere to be seen

>Eventually, you grab a hold of a mare

>She points you towards the gardens

>You know exactly where he is

>Into the cold night air you go

>Into the gardens

>They are beautiful

>Exquisite

>But its beauty is not what you are here for

>You go to hedge off to the side

>Behind it sits your son

>He's gently stroking the ground

>That very same spot

>You remember it all too well

>Silently, you walk up behind him

>He isn't sobbing, nor crying

>He's just sitting there

>Gently running his fingers through the grass

"Hey, kiddo."

>"... Hey, dad."

 

>Without touching him you sit down

>The two of you sit there

>Father and son

>Caesar doesn't say a word

>He just keeps stroking the grass

"So. What happened?"

>Not taking his eyes off the spot on the ground, Caesar replies

>"Lavender cheated on me."

>You nod slightly

"Yeah. I found her crying alone."

>"She deserves it."

>As gently as you can, you put your hand on his back

"Nobody deserves that, Caesar. Not even her."

>"Yes she does. I loved her, dad."

>Caesar's voice is calm

>Collected

>But there is a hint of anger deep within him

>Hiding, waiting to strike

>"I loved her more than anything. I would have done anything for her."

"I know, son."

>You stroke your son's back lovingly

>Trying to warm his heart even just slightly

>"I gave her everything. For five years, dad. She used me."

>You try to make eye contact with Caesar

>But it's impossible

>His eyes are blank

>Not staring at anything physical

"She didn't use you. She made a mistake. But you have every right to be angry."

>Finally he looks to you

>And as his eyes return to the mortal plane

>You see nothing but spite and sorrow in them

>"She used me. She took everything I ever gave her and broke it. Right in front of my eyes. I never want to see her again. Ever."

>With those words, he stares at you

>For a moment he just stares

>Makes sure you know

>Makes sure you see his suffering

>When he is done, he gets up

>He walks away, leaving you alone in the grass

>Walking slowly through the gardens

 

>Now your eyes are plastered to the spot

>That very same spot where their love began

>And you feel the rage

>The anger, remorse, and fury

>It wells up within you

>Threatening to turn you into a monster

>You reach out to touch the grass

>Your hands are shaking

>Trembling uncontrollably

>As your fingertips touch the grass, it gets too much

>You rips the grass out of the ground and get up

>With anger blinding your path, you walk straight back into the castle

>Straight back to Lavender

>You shove ponies out of your way

>You don't care about a single one of them

>It's all about Lavender

>You storm back into the room

>She is still sitting there

>Her eyes wet

>Finally void of tears

"Okay, you're going to explain yourself, right now!"

>Lavender flinches and whimpers

"NOW!"

>You yell louder than you meant to

>But it doesn't matter

>"I-It just happened! I-I didn't m-mean for it t-to happen! I w-was drunk a-and there was t-this stallion!"

>Her voice is a mess of sorrow and anguish

>Still she sobs after all this time

>"I-I'm sorry! P-Please, Anon! I-I didn't mean it!"

 

>You shake your head violently and snap out of it

>You're yelling at a mare filled with grief and sorrow

>This isn't the man you wanted to be

>Without a word you turn and leave the room

>Better that than create more problems

>You needed help

>You desperately needed to talk to an adult

>Luna

>Almost running through the halls, you reach the guest room in less than three minutes

>You slam the door open

>It startles the poor mare

>"Wha- Huh?!"

>Her breathing is quick and sharp

>She quickly notices you

>"Anon! What's going on?"

>Once you're actually inside, you slump onto the bed

>You can feel the tears creeping in the corner of your eyes

"Lavender cheated on Caesar."

>Darkness replaces your vision as you bury your face in your hands

>A gentle hoof strokes your back

>"Why in the world would she do that? Oh, poor Caesar."

"She was drunk. It was a mistake. But Caesar... He's furious. I haven't seen him like this ever."

>You stop fighting and let the tears slide into your hands

>"Anon, there's nothing you can do. You can't fix everyone's problems. Caesar will have to figure this one out on his own."

>You're actually sobbing now

>But you don't care

"I just want to help, Luna. I want my son to be happy."

>"I know, Anon."

>She wraps you in her hooves

>Sharing all of her love with you

 

>"Come on, Anon."

>Luna gently pushes you up

>"Let's go find Caesar."

>You just nod and slump alongside your wife

>The two of you walk slowly throughout the castle

>It's getting quiet now

>Ponies are going home

>Maybe continuing the party elsewhere

>Maybe Caesar sent them away

>It doesn't matter

>But the silence is nice

>Relieving in a way

>You just want the good old life back

>A happy Caesar and a fantastic wife

>Your home is a mess

>There's bottles and glasses everywhere

>But that's not a problem

>So long as you have your wife and your son

>Everything will be fine

>You go to the door leading to Caesar's room

>Luna gently knocks

>"Please, leave me alone."

>She opens it up anyway

>He's sitting in his bed

>Staring out the window

>Staring out at the night sky

>The two of you stand next to him

>All three of you simply stand there

>As if telepathic, you and Luna lean down at the same time

>Hugging your son tightly

>He doesn't react in the slightest

>But even if he doesn't care, you do

>It feels good to hug

>Hugging is good

>It makes the pain fade away

>Hopefully it does the same for Caesar

>You don't know how much time passes

>But you never want it to end

>You have your son and your wife

>Caesar eventually moves his arms

>Wraps them around the two of you

>Hugging you tighter than ever before

>And his arms they tremble

>Caesar finally lets tears fall to the floor

>Let's all of it out

>All the while hugging you and your wife

 

>With gentle movements you stroke Caesar's back

>Although he might be crying, you know it's helping

"Would you like to get a chance to see Lavender?"

>Caesar sniffs and sobs

>"N-Not right now."

>You keep stroking his back

"All right."

>Caesar finally breaks completely

>He tosses himself at you

>Buries his face in your shoulders

>Letting open the floodgates

>You put a hand on his head

"It's gonna be okay, Caesar."

>"I l-loved her, d-dad."

>You gently rock from side to side as he cries

>Letting loose his sorrow upon the world

"I know you did."

>"I loved her", he whispers

>Luna is watching the two of you

>Tears are gently streaming down her cheeks

>All you do is hold your boy tight and rocking from side to side

>"It's n-not fair."

"It's not your fault."

>"I lo-loved her."

"It's not your fault."

>"She s-said she l-loved me t-too."

"Caesar, it's not your fault."

>Finally he breaks

>Finally he screams

>As he's wanted to for so long

>"I LOVED HER!"

>Gently, so very gently, you stroke his hair

"I know, Caesar. And it's not your fault."

>You sit there for what feels like hours

>Hugging him tightly

>He almost crushes you in his grip

>Never wanting to let go

 

>You lean back and out of the hug

>Caesar reluctantly lets go and looks you in the eye

>The pain hits you immediately and hard

>His eyes hurt you in places you never knew you could hurt

>But instead of dwelling on the sorrow, you speak to him

"Come on. Let's go somewhere else."

>He doesn't protest

>He just follows you as you exit the room

>Luna stays behind, stil crying

>Through the empty halls you go

>No sounds except for your footsteps fill the air

>All the way to the stairs you go

>And all the way up the stairs you walk

>You hold open the door for your son

>As he looks around the observatory, a small smile appears on his face

>He goes to the globes on the table

>With a gentle hand he spins them, one by one

>Just as he did when he was just a kid

>For a while he walks around

>Simply enjoying the objects he always loved

>The things he forgot existed

>And he smiles

>A weak, tainted smile

>But a smile nonetheless

>With a hand on the telescope, he turns his head to you

>"Why did you bring me here, dad?"

 

>Finally feeling the happiness return

>After what feels so long

>You can finally return his smile

"To see if it would make you feel better. And I think it worked."

>"Heh."

>With slow steps you walk over to your son

>You put your hand on his shoulder and look him right in the eye

"I just want you to be happy. That is the only thing I want."

>Caesar puts his hand on yours

"I can't bear to see you like before. I just want you to be happy."

>"I know, dad."

>No, he doesn't know

>He doesn't understand

>He never truly will

>Not until he has kids of his own one day

>Until then, he will never understand how you feel

"There's going to be rough days ahead. But remember this: I'm always here. No matter what. I'm your father, and I promise to always be there for you. I promise."

>Of his own accord, Caesar moves in

>Showing his love for you with a hug

>"I know you will. And that's why I love you."

>You put your chin on his head and stare out the window

"I'll always be here. And so will your mother. Always."

 

End of part 3.