Cooking for Sunbutt [Greyjoy's Past]

>You closed the door to the throne room.

>How did you get in better control of a lucid dream?

>You remembered all those lucid dreaming guides you had read back home.

>Of course, it was the dream spin.

>You spun in a circle a couple times to give yourself more power over the dream.

>After getting a bit too dizzy, you figured you were good.

>You opened the throne rooms doors and walked in.

>Greyjoy laughed a bit more before noticing you.

>"Anonymous?"

"Rewind."

>You believed the dream would go back in time, and it did.

>It flashed backwards, in the lounge Celestia had shown you earlier.

>Sunbutt herself was lying on a couch in the room.

>"What a day..."

>You remember this.

>Celestia told you about it when she was under your trance.

>This was the first time Greyjoy-

>"Princess Celestia?"

>In walked the fucker himself.

>"Greyjoy? What are you doing here? I would've thought you'd be in bed by now."

>"Oh, but not when one of my princesses is completely stressed. No, this certainly will not do."

>The dream fastforwarded, and Celestia was now receiving a massage from Greyjoy.

>"Greyjoy, where did you learn to do this?"

>She was relaxed.

>"Trade secret, my princess."

>There was silence for a couple minutes, then Greyjoy leaned down towards her ear.

>He started whispering something you couldn't hear.

"I can hear him."

>"...give in to that feeling, I guarantee it will lead to a great deal of relaxation..."

>Celestia only shuffles a bit.

>"It's so relaxing, isn't it? Let go, princess. Let go."

>He rolled his tongue out, and slowly licked across her neck.

>Holy shit.

>Celestia didn't retaliate, so you figured at this point she was under.

>The dream went forward again and you were back in the throne room with them.

>"Oh master, what about Lulu? Don't you think she would enjoy the fun?"

>Her tone was full of sultry.

>He really, really fucked with her head.

>"She will join in time, my pet. Maybe after we marry and I take my place as king."

>There's what you're looking for, no doubt. That's what he's trying to hide.

>This asshole tried to usurp the throne.

>"Oh, I'm not sure I want to do that, master. I mean, who knows what might happen if you become king?"

>"Hush, my pet. Worry not, I'll be a benevolent ruler. For you, of course."

>Celestia giggles.

>He's made her into a bubbly skank.

>This fucker's dead.

>The dream skips forward again and you find yourself in the same part as you arrived in.

>"Anonymous?"

>He notices you again.

>Celestia vanishes.

>"How did you get here?"

"That doesn't matter. I've caught you red-hoofed."

>He laughs at you.

>"Oh, the mighty Anonymous has come to deliver retribution, is that it? You know what happened between me and her highness, and now you intend to share it with the world."

>And stares you dead in the eyes.

>"But tell me this, Anonymous."

>He paused, and grinned.

>"Who's going to believe you?"

"They won't believe me, but they'll believe you. I can make you admit it, Greyjoy. I have my ways."

>"Oh, do you mean that little hypnosis trick I taught you? Please, as if you could ever put me under your power."

>Suddenly, a sword appears on his back.

>"By the way, did you know that you're not the only one who knows how to lucid dream? Funny how much we have in common, Anonymous. A shame, really. I started to think you were my friend."

>He draws the sword with his teeth.

>He's about to engage you in battle.