Title:           Luna roofies Anon
Author:          iloveluna
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First Edit:      Tuesday 17th of November 2015 01:03:06 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Tuesday 17th of November 2015 02:03:42 AM CDT

>be Anon, laying in bed at 1:30 am, pony time, feeling like shit.
>fever of 101, runny nose and a splitting headache.
>sick day for you tomorrow.
>if you can't fall asleep, might as well get your ass up.
>scrape self off bedsheets, and shamble to the kitchen like a zombie.
>put on pot of coffee and rest head on plywood table. about to doze off when you hear the sound of magic teleporting shit.
>mentally preparing to tell Twatlight to fuck off.
>knocking on the door. Twilight NEVER knocks.
>that means either Fluttershy or AJ.
>get up and mope to the door.
>open it without looking thought the hole.
"What is it this ti..."
>its Luna.
>"Good evening Mr. Anonymous. May we enter?"
"uhhh, yeah. sure"
>you motion for her to come in.
>she walks in and you shut door behind her.
"ummm. is there any particular reason youre here or is this just a friendly visit."
>she thinks for a second.
>"on many occasions, we have noticed your dream schedule to be interrupted, normally by Twilight Sparkle, but the past three nights, your sleep has been almost nonexistant."
"so, youre here to check up on me. i'm fine. im just kinda sick.
>"No, when ponies do not sleep, they become irrated and tempermental. we have seen your anger outbusts when you are well rested. we can imagine them without sleep."
"so you want to put me to sleep."
>"yes."
>a thought runs through your mind of her smashing a bottle over your head.
>she pours the cofee down the sink. a single tear rolls down your cheek.
>"cofee is full of caffeine and will make your sleep turbulent."
>got a point there.
>a small teapot magically appears, and levitates to the table, with a small cup. magic fills it up, and you down it.
>you refill it and gulp it down. and keep going until its gone.
>Luna looks at you in disbelief.
"what?"
>"youre not supposed to drink it all."
"oh shit, is this bad?"
>just nods.
 
you are Luna.
 
>he drank the whole pot.
>he's going to drop any minute.
>its not going to kill him, but its going to kill the plumbing.
>he's unbeleivably still awake.
>somehow.
 
>be Anon
>that was some bomb-ass tea.
>you cant even make it up the stairs. fuck, you cant even stand up.
>you try anyways, and you stand up, and fall flat on your face.
>with a fart, you welcome sleep.
 
>Luna once more.
>he's out cold.
>now to get him to bed.
>using a simple levitation spell you carry him up the stairs and drop him in his bed.
>tuck him in, and go downstairs. now the real fun starts...
>you'd been planning this for months, just didn't think it would be this easy to do.
>you'd been crushing on him since Twilight introduced you two.
>a teleport spell brings a cardboard box with 'items' inside.
>these items included the cordite and other things you'd had Pinkie Pie put in his food, so he'd be under the weather.
>and the 'roofies'- the pony behind the counter at the drug store was stunned to see a princess in his store, asking for roofies, the date rape drug.
>anyways, Anon's unconcious, and you, have other matters to attend to.
 
 
 
 
>3 days later.
 
 
 
>Twilights castle.
>