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Luna Greentexts: A Sick Moon Part 2

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  1. >You entered Luna's room the next morning, you yourself having stayed up in case she called.
  2. >She was sleeping soundly, the covers of her bed rising and lowering slowly.
  3. >You walked over to the nightstand, which had the pitcher, glass, and bowl of soup resting on it.
  4. >The soup had gone cold long ago, and would be unfit to feed her at this point.
  5. >You take the bowl and put it back out on your little hospital on wheels.
  6. >Luna stirs, then awakens.
  7. >"...Anonymous...is that you?"
  8. >Her voice is still weak.
  9. "Morning, Luna. Feeling better?"
  10. >She shivers in bed.
  11. >"I'm afraid not," she coughs, "Oh, when will this accursed fever pass?"
  12. "Soon," you try to comfort. "I'll take care of you until it does."
  13. >She coughs again.
  14. >She pulls the covers even tighter towards herself.
  15. >"I'd assume it's best to fight it out..."
  16. "It'd be for the best, princess. There aren't any medicines for whatever you have, so I've gotta monitor you for as long as I can."
  17. >"But why you, Anonymous? What was it that made you so eager to care for me...?"
  18. "I can't care for one of the princesses? Besides, I'm sure your usual nurses couldn't handle constantly monitoring you for over a week."
  19. >You pour her another glass of water, and hand it to her.
  20. >She takes it in her hooves and gulps it down.
  21. >When she's done, you take the glass back and set it back on her nightstand.
  22. >"You have determination, Anonymous. Know that if you fall ill because of me, I will repay the favor."
  23. >The thought of Luna taking care of you gives you the warm fuzzies.
  24. "You don't have to do that. I'm sure you'd be busy with royal duties."
  25. >She moves around in her bed, getting comfortable.
  26. >"But I insist. Your persistence will pay off somehow, Anonymous."
  27. >She rubs her eyes.
  28. >"Now, could I have more soup? It was delicious..."
  29. >You happily go back to your cart and grab the thermos again, pouring a new bowl for her.
  30. >You pick out a new spoon and return.
  31. >She eyes you as you approach, looking hungry.
  32. >You kneel down next to her and feed her more soup.
  33. >She eats it slowly, just as she had last night.
  34. >This time, though, the entire bowl is emptied.
  35. >You set it on the nightstand.
  36. >One of her hooves flops out from under the covers.
  37. >"The worst part of being sick is the boredom..."
  38. >She erupts into a coughing fit.
  39. >You pour her more water, which she drinks quickly.
  40. >"Thank you, Anonymous."
  41. >She rubs her eyes again.
  42. >You take the hoof that had flopped out and massage it.
  43. >She breathes a relieved sigh.
  44. >"Anonymous, do you have any entertaining stories to tell?"
  45. >You considered that thought for a moment.
  46. >"It would certainly cure me of this boredom."
  47. "You ever heard the story of Wuthering Heights?"
  48. >She shakes her head.
  49. >"Please, tell me."
  50. >It was the first thing that popped into your head, really.
  51. >Regardless, you tell her the tale of the tragedy, and she listens intently.
  52. >She is intrigued by the disaster Heathcliff had created.
  53. >"Why would he go so far for that revenge, Anonymous?"
  54. >You shrug.
  55. "Must have just really wanted to show how passionate he was about Catherine."
  56. >She nods.
  57. >"Another story, Anonymous?"
  58. >Her eyes shine expectantly, despite her sickness.
  59. "Alright, how about The Great Gatsby?"
  60. >A couple hours pass as you tell her Nick's story.
  61. >By the end, she's half asleep.
  62. >"Entertaining...as always...Anonymous..."
  63. >You had been massaging her hoof the entire time.
  64. >That might have helped lull her to sleep.
  65. >You put the hoof back under the covers and tuck her in.
  66. >She rolls on her side as her breathing begins to slow.
  67. >You take the empty soup bowl and place it back on the cart to wash.
  68. >You leave the pitcher and glass, in case she wakes up for a drink.
  69. >You exit the room and bump into her sister, who is as concerned as you are.
  70. >She looks down at you, her eyes full of worry.
  71. >"Anonymous, is she going to be alright?"
  72. >You'd been intensely taking care of Luna for the past week, waiting on her for everything she needed.
  73. >You would be damned if she didn't get better.
  74. >You flash the sun princess a reassuring smile.
  75. "Y'know what? I think she'll be just fine."
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