Chapter 2
 
>The two of you lay there, staring in confusion.
>Luna seems she’s most taken back.
>She closes her eyes.
>Then she leans in closer, for another contact.
>You immediately NOPE and pull away.
>She stops where you are supposed to be, and realizes that you aren’t there.
>She pauses, and opens her eyes again.
>She grunts, and flares her wings.
>Then she flies off quickly.
>You’re just left there, wondering what just happened.
>Left alone in the woods, you do the only reasonable thing.
>Go home.
>…
 
>What else?
 
>God, your head is killing you.
>You’ll hate trees forever.
>You finally reach to cobblestone path.
>Good, back in Ponyville.
>Amazing you made it back pretty quick.
>Nightmare Night is still on.
>And there is that colt.
>And soon-to-be-filly.
>You slowly sneak up behind Featherweight, who is still being a total ass by taking pictures.
>You get ready to punt that fucker, after all this time.
>But of course, the universe has other plans for you.
>Which has no relation to connecting your accelerated foot to the tiny, fragile bottom of that useless colt.
>But you do it anyway.
>As you run up to make your offense, something strikes you down.
>You recognize that ebony coat anywhere.
>It’s-
>”WE LIKE YOU”
“AHHHHHHHHH”
>”WE LIKE YOUR FACE”
“EUARGHHHHHHHH”
>”IS THE FEELING MUTUAL?”
>You push the evil alicorn off your body and run like hell.
>What is wrong with this day, seriously.
>You then spot your very own abode, your fort of safety.
>Your house.
>You sprint faster, while searching for the keys in your pocket.
>Your running isn’t helping, and the keys jiggle around like shit.
>You don’t even know why you carry around your phone anymore.
>You finally grab hold of it.
>You look behind, trying to eye your offender’s progress.
>You wish you hadn’t.
>With a shout, she lunges at you, and you duck.
>You still maintain your speed, no way in hell you are going to stop.
>She misses you completely, and stumbles to a tree.
>You can’t spare any capacity to laugh.
>You finally reach you brown door, and hastily insert your keys.
 
>Nightmare finally got out of the branches.
>She gracefully landed on her hooves, and stared at the human.
>He was already by the door!
>He inserts the key, and turns it.
>He turns to her, and shoots a victorious grin.
”Ha!” He shouts, smiling.
>And then he turns the doorknob.
>And turns it again.
>His face turns pale, as he slowly tries his lock again.
“Ha?” He shoots finger pistols, before making a mad dash to the other side of his house.
>What will he do break through the-
>Nightmare hears glass shattering.
>He just did.
>She shrugs, and turns into her shadow form, and slips away.
 
>You pant.
>But you are happy.
>You made it.
>The broken glass cut you everywhere, but hey, better than that evil demon.
>What was she screaming into your face?
>Not sure.
>You don’t even know why she was trying to kill you.
>You don’t even notice the darkness swirling over you.
>And suddenly, dark mist.
>You blow it off, laughing at how it formed.
>You must have damaged your brain or something.
>Wait a minute.
>Dark mist in your house?
>OH SHI-
>Tentacles of pure darkness wrap around each of your limb, and lift you up.
>Oh no.
>All those hentai you watched, IT’S HAPPENING
>IN A MAGIC PONY LAND
>From the form the mass of darkness, the alicorn reveals herself.
>You are half-relieved to see the pony; at least it’s better than a sex-hungry monster.
>Your anus will never recover from that.
>You struggle against the bonds, but it is pointless.
>She lets out her evil laugh, as she slowly comes up to you.
>”That was an interesting chase, human.”
>You gulp down the spit in your mouth.
>”It was… cute.”
>She is just an inch away from you now.
>You can’t help to wince as her breath touches your face.
>There was a reason you freaked out when you landed in a land of horses.
>Her reptilian eyes slowly scan over your face, then to your body.
>You can’t help feeling violated.
>She chuckles, before looking into your eyes.
>You look away.
>”It is so good that you invited us to your house, we can have some-“
>She leans closer, whispering to your ear.
>”Privacy.”
 
>And with that, you are off.
>The darkness slowly drags you to upstairs, to your bedroom.
>You try to catch anything that might slow down the inevitable.
>Your fingers can only lightly grasp at the tips of the stairs, only to be defeated by superior strength.
>You clench your teeth, you are screwed now.
>Literally.
>You are flung to your bed, and you land with a-
>POMF
>No, you saw this somewhere too.
>The alicorn slowly mounts you, and licks her teeth.
>You now notice the sharp canines.
>Wait, ponies don’t have canines.
>Canines are dogs!
>Then again, we have Wiona.
>Goddamn puns going everywhere.
“Wait!” You shout out, as the pony lowered to you.
>”What is it now?” she asks, annoyed.
“Who are you, and what do you want with me?”
>Her expression contorts into anger, as she dismounts.
>Whew, a reprieve.
>”YOU. YOU DO NOT KNOW WHO I AM?”
>Ouch, your ears.
>”I AM NIGHTMARE MOON, THE BANE OF DAWN!”
>Uh huh.
“Nope, doesn’t ring a bell.”
>”Evil enchantress who wants to stop the sun?”
“Errr, no clue.”
>”Eternal night?”
“Nothing.”
>She sighs, and the darkness envelops her.
>When it goes away, you spy a smaller alicorn, standing there.
“Luna?”
>”Anonymous? What is-“
>The darkness covers her again.
>And there stands Nightmare again.
>”There, that’s enough.”
>She quickly dissolves into the shadows-thing and rushes over you.
>Well, back to square one.
>It was a good run, penis.
>Thanks for the memories, Anon.
>I hope we can stay in touch.
>And in a blink of an eye, Nightmare is over you again.
>Maybe it was a good idea to get that blunt weapon set Flim offered you a week ago.
>Universe must love irony.
>”Don’t worry…” She chuckles.
>You can see the evil grin on her face.
>”You won’t feel a thing.”
>And then, darkness.
>No really, her magicy shit went to your head.
>And you were out.
 
>You slowly open your eyes.
>What the hell happened last night?
>You can see the rays of sunlight coming from the window right above your bed, lighting the dark room.
>You stare into the ceiling, trying to recall what happened.
>Your breathing becomes harder, ohmygod, you’re freaking out.
>When you were about to lose your mind, you feel something soft on your cheek.
>You lift whatever it is with your fingers, and crank your head to examine it.
>You know that color anywhere.
>You eyes lose focus from the mane strands, and make out what is beyond your hand.
>You can hear her soft breath, which slowly blew out some loose mane.
>She had a peaceful expression on her face, as her head rested on the unused section of your pillow.
>Then you realize why your breathing is hard.
>Luna is sleeping on you, her body crossing through your chest and torso.
>She doesn’t weigh much, but still it was quite a burden on you.
>You could say she was weighing you down.
>Wait, where did these sunglasses come from?
>You shake them off, and turn to Luna again.
>Your arm is still up, awkwardly erected in place.
>You can’t even feel your other arm.
>You can slowly make out the details on her face-
>Her mouth, curled into a smile.
>Her eyes were closed in a peaceful trance.
>Your forearm blocks the view.
>You notice her nose, gently rising and falling.
>Then you see the cyan irises, staring back at you.
>You freeze.
>Luna slowly lifts her head, and looks to you.
>She blinks once, taking in the situation.
>She raises a hoof to lower your arm, and slides it back to its position.
>She doesn’t even have fingers, how the fuck?
>She smiles to you, before leaning in for a quick peck on the lips.
>Still paralyzed in shock, you let her have her way.
>She then sighs contently, and nuzzles at your cheek.
>All of your what.
>And after a few minutes, your brain kicks in.
“WHATTHEFUCK.”
>You kick your blankets over, and try to stand up.
>Well, at least you still have your clothes on.
>Luna shoots up and pins you back to the bed, her forelegs crushing each of your shoulders.
>”Where do you think you’re going?”
>You squirm under her hold, and then look to her pleadingly.
 
“Can we talk about this?”