Title:           A short fetish-guessing Anon story
Author:          No_Punny_Bizness
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First Edit:      Saturday 7th of July 2012 05:33:14 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 7th of July 2012 05:33:14 AM CDT

>Day 283 in Equestria
>After last week's failure, the Night Guards have standing orders to keep you out of the palace
>That didn't stop you, though - you were pretty sneaky, when you wanted to be
>The guards never saw you slip in
>By all rights, they should have
>The absolutely massive pack of stuff you had on your back didn't make hiding very easy
>You weren't sure if it was a small miracle, or just testament to your sneaking skills
>(You decided to go with the ego-stroking option)
>It's not quite nighttime yet
>That means she's still asleep
>Just the way you wanted it
>You slip past a few more pairs of guards as you make your way to the bedrooms
>From the looks of things, you got there at just the right time
>The guards normally stationed outside her room were gone
>You walked right on in, quietly, so as not to wake her
 
>And there she is, still sleeping peacefully in her bed
>Your plan is flawless
>This time, you know for sure
>You take off your giant pack and start taking it apart
>You set down a large tray and pull out some dishes
>She's going to be putty in your hands after this one
>You pop open the special temperature-controlled containers and arrange the pancakes on a plate
>Then you poured a nice, tall glass of orange juice
>Some toast goes on another plate
>An egg on the toast
>Even some hash browns
>You finish arranging everything on the plates and tray and carry it over to her bed
>Setting the tray back down on the stand behind you, you lean down close to her face
>You speak, just loud enough to wake her up
"Time to rise and shine, Luna!"
 
>She groans drowsily
>Her eyes slowly open
>They meet your smiling face
>She shoots backward and bolts upright in bed
>"You! How did you get in here?"
>You shrug
"It wasn't too hard."
>Her eyes narrow at you
>"Yes, I'm certain it was easy for the likes of you. However, I think it's time you-"
>You interrupt her
"Before you chuck me off your balcony, at least let me serve you breakfast."
>She blinks
>"What?"
>You grab the tray behind you
"I made the pancakes myself. Do you know how hard it is to find good Cereus flowers in Equestria?"
>She scrunches her eyebrows in thought
>"Cereus..."
"Only the best 'princesses of the night' for the Princess of the Night."
 
>Your award-winning smile convinces her to try a bite of pancake
>She chews on it for a while, before swallowing
>...And takes another bite of pancake
"Good to see you like my cooking!"
>She sighs, swallowing that bite, as well
>"I suppose it's... not too bad."
>You give her another smile, and can't help but notice the small smile on her own face
>She winds up eating the rest of the breakfast, looking pretty satisfied with it
>The tiny smile grew into a genuine one by the end of the meal
>She finally moves to get out of bed
"Well... what did you think?"
>"I think... that was a very sweet thing of you to do, Anonymous."
>Your smile remained on your face
>"...I have never had breakfast in bed, before. I hate to admit it, but it was... *mumble mumble*"
>You broke your smile with a slight frown
"Uh, sorry, I didn't catch that last bit. What were you saying?"
>She looks a bit reluctant to repeat herself
>"I said, it was... *mumble*"
"Still missed that last part, Luna."
 
>Luna huffs, a frown on her face
>"I said, it was very nice and I enjoyed it! Are you happy?"
"You did? Really?"
>"Really."
"Awesome! So, like, is this the point where you jump my bones?"
>"WHAT?! You- what?!"
>Her face is red, a mixture of anger and embarrassment
>"Anonymous, how many times have I told you to stop trying to guess my fetish?! I don't have one!"
"Uh... I think this is number 168. And that's nonsense, everyone has a fetish!"
>Luna facehoofs
>"It is much too early for this."
"So, was I right?"
>She sighs
>"No. Breakfast in bed is not my fetish."
"Damn. I was so sure I had it this time... oh, wait, is your fetish-"
>You're interrupted mid-sentence by the familiar sensation of levitation
>"You are IMPOSSIBLE, Anonymous!"
>She throws you off the balcony with her magic
>As you plummet towards the mattress you snuck into the gardens, you call out to her
"And you're cute when you're mad! See you tomorrow, Luna!"