Midnight Ascension (Human Luna TG) (Patreon)

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As awareness returned to him, Luke found himself standing in the streets.

The man blinked, silent as he took in his surroundings, his eyes looking over the almost fantastical designs of the buildings, the moonlight beaming down on him that almost made him think this was reality. It clearly wasn't though. His memories easily confirmed it, remembering how he had returned from another boring day of work before passing out as soon as he collapsed into his bed, wanting nothing more than to rest for as long as he could.

Since that was the last thing he could remember, it was obvious that this was a dream, something randomly whipped up from his subconscious as his body rested. The dream was far more lucid than he had expected though, the little details seeming a lot more real than the usual randomness that his dreams were known for.

There wasn't any point in questioning it though. It was a dream, they rarely had logic to them.

"Guess I’ll just see how this goes. At least I know none of this is real... that usually takes a bit to kick in."

Luke wasn't sure if he just spoke aloud or thought to himself, almost slightly relieved that the dream felt imperfect in some way while he slowly walked forward. The street was completely deserted, the stars and moon his only companions as he explored the empty city.

He didn't know how long he was walking, the dream's effect on his brain making seconds, minutes, even hours feel the same to him, the sights around him starting to all blend together into an unrecognisable blur. All in all, it was set to be an unremarkable dream, until he turned a corner, finding himself staring directly into a hole.

It wasn't an ordinary hole, instead it looked like a hole in space, a gap that led to a void of purple tinted nothingness. He was alarmed at first, but he quickly reminded himself that this was only a dream; it wasn't like anything could actually hurt him here.

Still, something about the hole seemed out of place. Wrong even. Why he thought this, he didn't know, as if some ancient, dulled, instinct inside him knew it needed to stay away. It was a silly thought, Luke not seeing a reason why he should turn away from what would obviously be a much more interesting pastime for his subconscious mind, after all, it couldn't be any more boring than this.

So he stepped forward.

And in an instant, he was somewhere new.

Gone was the street and city, the realistic night sky and moon now dominating his vision, a road of stars in front of him that led to a path littered with doors, the hole behind him fading away like it never existed. He shivered, a tingle going through him as he nervously walked down the path, his curiosity growing by the second.

The doors looked to be identical, but he somehow knew there was more to them despite that, a feeling stirring in his core that this place was important somehow. That feeling was changing though, something strange building inside him, a feeling that he was entirely unused to.

It washed all over him, the sensation something that could only exist in fantasy, a perfect tingling that steadily lured his mind deeper into the trance of his surroundings. The light of the night didn't feel strong, but it had more of an effect than he first realised, his body hair buzzing as a patch of brown broke out on his leg.

The new colour wasn't content being confined to one spot of flesh though, another instinctive shiver forcing him to pause in front of a door as the new colour spread up his limb, his body hair dissolving into stardust as nothing but flawless, tanned flesh was left in its wake. It took only seconds for it to fully take over his body, washing out his old pale colouring with an alluring brown that was free of any element of roughness.

It was free of imperfections, fittingly looking like it was torn right from a fantasy rather than something someone could actually possess. The new tone of his skin wasn't properly noticed by Luke, the dream-like haze meaning it was practically invisible to him, only noticing how unusually sensitive and responsive his flesh felt.

The feeling bordered close to reality, filling his chest with butterflies, the man gasping as his nipples awkwardly rubbed against his shirt. It felt like someone had dialled up their sensitivity to the highest it could get, certain his waking body must have gotten an extreme case of morning wood as his cock twitched in his pants.

"A-ah~... oh~... that f-feels... so s-strange..."

While the pleasant feelings were a welcome distraction, the curiosity towards the doors was still his primary focus, the man grabbing hold of the handle, noticing that his nails were topped with cyan, surely nothing more than a trick of the light as he opened the door, walking into a wide, empty canyon.

The jagged rocks were a welcome change of pace compared to the sights he had previously been met with, adding some much needed excitement to the dream as the harsh winds sent a nervous feeling of pins and needles washing though his hands.

He winced, feeling slight discomfort as he clenched his fists, the snapping sounds that followed feeling so far away to his ears, making them seem anything but important. Luke's newly shrunken small, delicate hands remained at his sides as he journeyed deeper into the valley, his gaze wandering for anything that seemed out of the ordinary.

Some distant sounds soon caught his attention, his pace quickening as he eagerly ventured deeper, the source of the noise soon becoming clear. It was a sight torn from a nightmare or a dream come true for a daredevil, strange black, bug-like creatures charging towards a rainbow blur that instantly sent them flying back.

Each blow shook the air and ground, the incredible forces creating heavy explosions of energy that strangely didn't move Luke at all, the boy feeling more like he was observing the dream rather than taking part in it himself. The weird part was how the pleasure inside was only seeming to grow stronger at that thought, his legs wobbling as the already intense feelings within his chest continued to steadily rise.

It didn't feel like any wet dream he had before, but his cock disagreed, something about the experience only making him hornier by the second, even when he questioned if the bizarre sight could have really come from his subconscious.

"N-nahhhhhhh... I'm just o-overthinking t-things! This is a dream! Where e-else would this have c-come... oh gawddddddddddd... m-my chest feels so s-sensitive~! F-fuck~!"

He really had no idea why, gasping and squirming as he stood in place, unable to help himself from rubbing his nipples, the decision out of his control as he was forced to react to the pleasure. Luke felt like he was burning up, gasping for breath as something bobbed in his throat.

Luke found one pass over of his hands wasn't enough, especially when he felt something pushing outwards against the slender fingers, filling them with feminine fat.

"O-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh f-fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk~."

The intense feelings made him forget about the situation for a moment, the man mindlessly fondling his growing chest, whimpering as fat started to relocate behind his needy nipples.

Slowly but surely, his breasts were taking shape, fat and mass pushing them outwards as each blow from the rainbow sent another surge of material rushing into them. His voice cracked like a preteen's from the sensations, the lack of anything erotic not enough to stop his chest and nipples feeling like hot spots of pure bliss.

They weren't even that big, but the intensity of pleasure more than made up for the lack of size, the b cup mounds feeling extremely sensitive against the roughness of his shirt. His knees knocked together as he blushed heavily, Luke managing to compose himself as he returned to observing the dream, wondering if it was worth interfering with the fight, to help the soul fight against their inner demons and-

"Oh yeah! This. Is. So. Awesome! Is that all you got Changelings!?"

Never mind, she would be fine.

It was strange, something about the voice from the rainbow was almost familiar. The edges of Luke's brain tingled in a faint recognition, trying to figure out just where he had heard it before. A TV show maybe? Some videos? A friend?

That last thought felt the most right, but the feeling of uncertainty remained; this was a dream after all. Things that made sense in them usually were nonsense by the time he was thinking logically, the man gulping down a nervous lump in his throat and sighing in a refined, feminine voice.

"This is a little more exciting we suppose... we should see what else one can- ugh, this dream is fucking weird... is that my voice now? This is most unus- ugh, that's going to get annoying..."

Parts of his brain felt strange, the usual dream-like feeling becoming even stronger than usual, the ability to think rationally about what he was being presented with slipping away as it was slowly replaced with blind acceptance. It was making it hard to question the strangeness, the appearance of another door not raising any red flags as he slowly walked towards it, his posture naturally shifting to one that was elegant and controlled.

His arms remained at his sides, their bulk melting away as slender, gentle daintiness took over, the girly, feminine forms looking much more at home under his midnight tinted skin. Only stardust remained, a trail of it sprinkling behind him as he entered the mysterious door, a part of his brain wondering what this dream would contain.

The odd thought didn't raise any alarms this time, what he was met with beyond the door distracting him from the uneasy feeling that was falling over him, Luke blinking and tilting his head. He had found himself in an ordinary room, one filled with clothes of all kinds and colours, mostly dresses and other girly things.

If he was thinking clearer, then he probably would have gone back and left to find something else, something more engaging to deal with before he woke up. But the room was calling him, an aura luring him deeper inside, his legs wobbling nervously as he curiously grabbed one of the dresses, feeling the soft, heavenly fabric between his fingers.

It wasn't his style, much too white along with it obviously being made for a girl. It was the kind of dress a respected ruler or figure could pull off, but that did nothing to lessen its beauty in the moment. It would look perfect on his sister though, she'd always been better at presenting herself to the subjects, always the one that got more of their-

Wait... d-did he even have a sister? The idea came naturally, but it didn’t feel like one of his own thoughts, it just... couldn't be! It didn't feel right! The dream had to be messing with his head, something that made him look forward to when he could finally wake up again.

"Ah! W-welcome!"

A voice from behind made him jump a little, a shiver running through him as he turned around with a start, staring into some nervous blue eyes alongside a set of confident, shining pupils, framed with long, feminine lashes that fluttered as she spoke again.

"We've been expecting you for a while now, darling. You're quite late for your fitting you know?"

"What? R-Rarity? W-what meanest thou!? I-I mean... what a-are you..."

Wait... how.... how did he know her name? He didn't know her... right? Then why did she and the other girl seem so... familiar? It made his head hurt more just thinking about it, like a pleasant nighttime fog was clouding over his thoughts as he was eased deeper into the dream's tempting calmness.

He was strung along, curious that he was being directly seen by the others in the dream this time, a faint thought wondering what had changed as his feet tingled pleasantly.

"Is s-something the matter p-princess?"

"Oh don't worry so much Coco! She's just nervous! We simply have to give her something much more fitting for her status~!"

P-princess?

"Ok, I've had enough of this now. We wish to awaken! This is becoming much too unusual for one to deal with!"

Luke's words did nothing, the two girls not even reacting to them as his surroundings suddenly rippled like water, the man crying out in panic as he backed away, his smaller feet slipping free of his shoes in the process.

"S-stay back! W-we said- I SAID I WANT TO WAKE UP! THIS DREAM IS GETTING ALL SORTS OF CRA-"

He was cut off as he found himself trapped, suddenly surrounded by mirrors and his own terrified expression, alongside the cheerful faces of the two girls.

"Darling, please keep quiet while we dress you. We need to maintain the utmost focus. Coco, darling? Please pass me that corset over there."

His own shouts had no power, but what Rarity said was law, a blush filling his face as he found no trace of his previous outfit, leaving him completely naked, his erect cock twitching in the open air. He blushed, but he couldn't voice his concerns, a large part of him harshly reminding him that the designers needed to focus, their command meaning he could only let out muffled cries of confusion as even his own brain seemed to be against him.

Rarity simply smiled, clamping the black corset she had passed around Luke's core, the fabric feeling like it was made of steel to the man, his eyes widening as his muffled moans grew in intensity. His abs hadn't stood a chance, loud crunches echoing through his mind as violent sensations exploded throughout his body.

The assault of painful, harsh sounds echoed through the chamber as the corset forcefully condensed his waist and core, the reality of the dream against him as hard bone crumbled like paper against its impossible strength. It squeezed him like a tube of toothpaste, sending the mass that was inside spurting out of both ends, his breasts surging out by almost a full extra cup size.

That was barely noticeable compared to what happened down below, his piercing screams forced to remain muffled moans as he came harder than ever before. The excess mass was sprayed all over the floor, his eyes rolling into his skull as they clouded over with sparkling green.

It felt so real, but still he refused to accept it, the line between dream and reality becoming harder to properly distinguish, the feeling of a thin, slender core somehow feeling alien and right at the same time. Both girls were terribly efficient from there, the two of them sliding on different parts of the outfit at a rapid pace, the different sections melting and merging as he found himself unable to oppose a single thing.

They covered his chest next, his breasts kept behind soft blue fabric, cupping them perfectly as loose, see-through black mass spread out to cover the tops of his arms. He kept telling himself it was only a dream, that nothing here could actually impact him in reality, but what was happening now was so clear, much clearer than what he thought of real life ever was.

Strange thoughts were flashing in front of his eyes, a sister by his side, her long shadow cast over him, the sight of stars stretching for untold centuries and the warmth of friendship from the six girls that saved him from the nightmare. It made it hard to focus on that boring uninteresting life, one full of things from the lower classes that a princess simply had no tim-

Luke shook his head in a panic, his eyes widening as he realised he just slipped, his thighs pressing together as a soft blue dress was floofed out by Coco, Rarity frowning as she finished clipping a collar around his neck, her hands moving to his shoulders.

"Oh dear... your measurements are off! We can't have that darling. Don't worry though dear, I'll take care of it right away~."

She pushed down.

CRUNCH

Her touch utterly annihilated his masculine frame, slamming into it like a hammer as his shoulders collapsed into slender, feminine forms, dragging his body down as his height was discarded. Once more his cock made for an excellent disposal method, thick ropes of seed pouring free as his balls were all but drained of their contents.

It left him almost catatonic, his brain lagging behind as he silently stared at the moon above, its gentle light dribbling into his thoughts and memories, everything slowly growing further away as he shrank while his height went down the drain. He shivered, feeling the girls finish the outfit with a long, flowing dress section, a moon brooch holding it in place.

The feeling of the fabric was unrivalled, the surface flawless and heavenly soft, the highest quality that you could buy. His toes curled as Coco slipped on his black high heels, gasping in delight as the complete look sent memories of proper, royal etiquette flowing into his mind, even the things she apparently needed to unlearn if she wanted to readjust.

Luke felt more like a fantasy now, a fleeting dream, something that wasn't real, the idea sending his thoughts into a panicked frenzy as he desperately tried to will himself to wake up, the dream starting to scare him more than any nightmare ever had before.

"Just the makeup left now darling~! Then you’ll be a whole new person~."

He could only whimper as she began to pat makeup onto his face, humming to herself as she decorated his features with femininity, the stardust-like powder blowing back as her gentle pushes and pats wore away at his face. Two little touches reworked his cheekbones into elegant, regal arches, fitting for a queen as the royal presence became more and more apparent.

"Nay... a p-princess? No! I-I'm not a princess! We aren’t- FUCK! I-I'm even thinking weird! Stop it please! We wish to- I JUST WANT TO WAKE UP!"

His thoughts did little to break him free, the bulge in his dress throbbing happily as Rarity applied a faint layer of lipstick, spreading plumpness and softness as she and Coco focused on everything that was unneeded. His nose and jaw changed next, reduced to tiny, feminine points with definitive snaps, the old male look overwritten with feminine elegance that was much more pleasing to the eye.

Luka couldn't wake up, losing himself to elegance and status, to high class duties to maintain the beautiful night, nothing making sense as he stared into the alien reflection. It was a struggle not to go along with the instinctive satisfaction of how perfect he looked, his face covered with the right amount of makeup that Rarity said was acceptable in current society.

The dress was perfect too, modelled in tribute to her domain, covered with the shades of the night and dusk, surrounding her with her favourite colours. The mental slips were growing harder to notice, the shifts in thinking making his head ache as he frowned, his cock twitching in his dress as the two girls stared at him expectantly.

He knew what he wanted to say, but he couldn’t bring himself to form the words, hopelessly trying to hold them back, to deny the influence that was corrupting him, taking hold of his resistance and twisting him into blind acceptance. Luka couldn’t look away, the sight of his reflection making his cock throb harder, his entire body twitching at the familiar appearance that felt more comforting than frightening.

“We look... b-beautiful... you both did... n-no... I’m sorry I’m still unused to this way of- NO I MEAN THIS ISN’T RIGHT!”

He burst into a run, his panicked instincts overwhelming the dreamlike calm as he entered the mirror in front of him, his eyes wide as the surface rippled like water. Then he was falling, his panic growing as hundreds of images flew past him at impossible speeds, bubbles filled with images of unfamiliar girls in impossible situations, living out their dreams in the safety of the night.

The slip made him buck, gasping as pressure built in his hips, another burst of pleasure parting them as they strained against his dress, popping out into wide, feminine forms. He came into the void, his vision spinning from the aftershocks, his body filled with electric bliss, the colours swirling once more before he fell back into a solid reality.

He gasped for breath, shivering as the impact of the fall sent his spine crashing into an arch, leaving him writhing on the floor. He shakily got to his feet, wobbling as the feelings calmed down enough for him to get upright, looking around as he realised he’d slipped into another dream, one that was made up of a gigantic library that stretched on for miles.

“A-another dream? Well one does have many tasks to perform and many dreams to watch ov- N-NO! Shit that was so hard to b-break out of! What a-am I t-thinking!? Other dreams? T-this is just my dream! I’ll wake up soon and everything will be fine!”

“Hm, how interesting. I suppose this is an example of how thoroughly you can deny something so obvious in the right conditions...”

The sudden voice made him jump slightly, quickly turning around to face the girl sitting behind him, her eyes sparkling as she shut one of the many books in front of her, brushing her long purple hair to one side as she tilted her head curiously.

“Ohhhhhhh how fascinating! You look so much like her! I wonder how long it will take until she fully emerges?”

She sounded excited, just like the girls from before, that fact putting him on edge right away, Luka remaining silent as that same feeling of familiarity teased the edges of his mind. Something inside him knew this girl, not even finding the horn sprouting from her forehead unusual. He ignored all of that though, all his focus being used to keep himself in control and resist the forces guiding him.

“W-what? Are you... r-real? Why... why am I dreaming of all this!?”

“Oh I’m perfectly real! Just asleep right now, since you are in my dream and all. But I exist, which might be more than I can say about you... my name is Twilight by the way. But you already knew that.”

He did. He did and he had no idea how, her matter of fact words chilling him to the bone, concern flooding his thoughts as he barely noticed the sparkling pleasure climbing up his masculine legs. Slowly, they discarded their male appearance, the strength draining away to leave the slender, feminine limbs of the beautiful young woman he was becoming.

The feelings made his body tingle pleasantly, his new princess legs crossing out of instinct, his pitifully flat thighs next to be upgraded from behind the midnight veil that was his skirt.

“Well, it’s quite simple to explain really. Princess Luna is waking up! You’re just returning to your original form! So there’s really nothing to worry about.”*

“H-Huh!? W-WHAT IS THOU SAYING!? T-that’s ridiculous! Of course I exist! I- KYAHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!”

It was then that the mass of his legs was repurposed in the most pleasurable way possible, the slight pleasure transitioning into a full on eruption of euphoria. His thighs were growing fast, thickening with femininity as they pressed against his cock, the sensations messing with his brain as he twitched and shook from bliss.

“Well, maybe you did exist, or maybe you didn’t! You could have fallen into the dreamscape in your sleep and changed to adjust to it, or you could just be waking up! Either explanation works, and there’s not really that much reason to think too hard about it. Just let it happen. You can’t do anything to stop this after all, so it’s only logical.”

He remembered the moon, the feel of it within his magic, the darkness of the nightmare and the friendship that burnt it away. But there was so much before then too, of her ancient kingdom, the threats she helped repel, the citizens she protected, all of them feeling so much more real and important than anything else she could think of.

“But it has to be really~! I mean the moon raising itself? That’s clearly a fantasy. I mean, have you ever heard anything more ridiculous Luna~?”

“T-thou have a point... we have no idea how a feat such as that- NO STOP IT! STOP IT! I WANT TO WAKE UP NO MOHHHHHHHREEEEEEE~!!!! AH PLEASE STOP ITTTTTTTTTTTT~!!!!!!”

Like before he ran, having no idea where he would find himself next, but desperate for the nightmare to end, even the smallest feeling related to his growing form making him shiver as the invading force made Luka feel less real. It felt like days before he found another door, opening it with a start before slamming it shut behind him, only hoping he had found an end to the madness.

What he was met with did extremely little to calm him down, his heart skipping a beat as he gaped at the impossible sight in front of him, his body shaking from fear as he looked into the endless abyss around him. He felt light, the rocks crunching under his feet as he tried to run back into the door, only to find no trace of it.

Once again, it was just her and the moon.

As much as she wanted to say otherwise, it was a familiar feeling, the complete silence from all around her, the only sound for miles being her gentle footsteps, the endless number of stars above her and the distant planet all she could see amongst the darkness of space. She walked for a while, simply thinking as stardust floated past her, some of it getting caught in her strands as they tingled lightly, only adding to the intense pleasure as she shook from the cold.

“I-I... exist! Of c-course I exist! That was just s-something my subconscious made up! She’s the one that doesn’t e-exist! Any second now, I’ll wake up! I’m sure I will! This is just a crazy dream!”

She whimpered in fearful arousal, her cock twitching under her dress as she finally sat down, hoping it would help her think. It was yet another mistake, the action sending pleasure rushing into her ass. Luka gasped, shutting her eyes from bliss as she felt it expand into a thick, comfy cushion that was filled with soft mass.

Like every other part of her transformation, it was the most intense pleasure she had ever felt before, sensations that were just so much more... r-real?

“NO! WE HAVE HAD ENOUGH! WE ARE REAL! MY NAME IS LUKA! ONE IS- o-one is.... o-one is!?”

Her breathing quickened as horror kept into her soul, Luka realising she had no idea what she wanted to say, moans mixed with her panicked gasps as her ass inflated further. It reached quite the impressive size, not as large as her sister’s of course, all the cakes she ate were bound to go somewhere after all-

“Nononononononononono! W-why... why... w-why don’t I!? WHY DON’T I REMEMBER!?”

She couldn’t even recall when they had fully vanished, when her brain had started thinking of herself as a princess nor even as a woman in general. It made her world spin, everything she had considered important feeling like it was slipping through her fingers, fading away like the dream it was compared to her hard reality.

The responsibility of a ruler was absolute in the face of those distractions, things that actually mattered filling her mind, actions she needed to take that following morning once she had woken up. She whimpered, the divide between identities withering away to nothing, both sets mixing as it became all too clear which one was more important.

It was even harder to fight now, the alternative so faint it felt like it barely existed, the feelings in her hair surging as his quiet whimpers of protest went completely silent. There were some thoughts concerned if she was real, but those were slowly seeming more and more ridiculous, not even worth considering, the almost woman giggling lightly to herself at the idea.

The sound alone struck down the false identity just as effectively as her magic, Luka feeling more like herself with every moment, blinking as something on the ground caught her eye as it sparkled in the starlight. It was a familiar black tiara, a smile etching itself across her face as she picked it up and stared into its reflective surface.

The face of a princess stared back. Not a man’s face, but that of a beautiful, regal woman. That was reality. This crown was proof of her responsibilities to her people, the mistakes she made along the way, and the path she was still on to repay them.

The dream started to lift as she placed her tiara onto her head, her eyes shining while the vulnerability inside her subsided, replaced with the hardened will of the ruler of the night. She moaned happily, throwing her head back as her hair was finally infused with the full might of her essence and powers, the strands blowing behind her in an invisible breeze as they began to lengthen.

The old colour was washed away, replaced by streaks of purples and blues that shot through like rockets, effortlessly converting it all in seconds. Any element of roughness was eliminated, a cosmic, almost unrealistic softness taking its place as her hair flowed downwards, looking like a distant galaxy as the colours shined with stardust.

It grew all the way down to her ass, her newly princessified hair looking like the stuff of dreams as she smiled softly, only two things left to fix before she was freed from the mental shackles holding her back. Her cock throbbed and twitched under her dress, forcing her to whimper as she clenched her fist, focusing all her inner magic towards the top of her skull.

She gasped and whimpered, feeling it build in her forehead, impossible, wonderful pleasure filling her body as something hard formed inside before beginning to gently push outwards. Clear fluids gushed free as her eyes shot open, her body bucking and shaking from delight as her cries rose in intensity, her long, beautiful, black horn cracking free.

Luna knew before the spell it would bring the end of her cock, but nothing had prepared her for the raw pleasure of its equivalent exchange. Her brain and body alike were flooded with waves of magical bliss, gasping as her cock sank back into the shadows, still twitching like mad as her horn extended further, shining with Alicorn might as more magic rushed inside.

It was sparkling with strength, her surroundings starting to drown in the growing light of the stars, her horn continuing to extend and slowly pushing her cock deeper inside her. The last traces of her old self were fading, snuffed out by the power of her raw magic, Luna tossing and turning as every thought and instinct begged for completion.

The sun was shining brighter than ever, bathing her in its caring motherly glow, almost feeling like... family.

“Luna?”

A voice came from the light, calling her name, guiding her towards the glow, Luna floating in a void of pure whiteness as her cock was reduced to a mere nub.

“Luna? Are you alright?”

She knew that voice, the sound bringing so many memories with it, of close companionship, family and so much more. It was pulling her out, the world fading as the light of the sun overran it all, a popping sound echoing through her brain, her eyes slowly starting to open as a single word slipped from her lips.

“Celestia?”

Luna woke up.

The princess yawned, groaning as she was torn from her slumber, pulling herself upright and looking around the room with narrowed eyes. For a moment, she was unsure just where she was, nothing more than an aftereffect of waking up so early, she was obviously in her room in the castle. Still, there were more pressing matters at the moment, such as the reason she had been disturbed from her sleep.

“Tia. I love you dearly. But we hope that thou hath a very good reason for awakening oneself from their slumber! Especially when connected to the realm of dreams!”

The other girl rolled her eyes, her flowing, multi coloured hair shining in the light of the moon, staring in a mixture of judgement and slight concern at her sister.

“Oh don’t be such a drama queen Luna! You can’t be that grumpy. The Royal Canterlot voice especially is a bit much, don't you think?”

Luna grumbled as she pulled herself out of bed, still in her royal dress from before she slept, having been too tired to change it after the busy night before.

“Fine, fine. I was just a little concerned Luna. You usually wake up quite a bit earlier than this. I was worried something had happened... if I left you for another hour, you would have missed lowering the moon!”

“Are you certain sister? I’m usually back earlier than this... then again, I usually connect myself to dreams directly rather than trying to do it while I’m asleep. I forgot it was something that could lead to headaches... oh well, it’s not something I’ll be trying again. Although I do appreciate your concern dear sister...”

Celestia smiled at Luna’s frown, giggling a little as she walked towards her, the two lovingly locking horns as she calmed down her younger sister.

“Good to hear Luna. I thought I sensed some unusual magic for a moment too! I suppose I must still be waking up myself. Anyways, we still have some time before you lower the moon. How about we spend that together before attending to our duties?”

Both of their horns remained pressed together as the princesses left Luna’s quarters, walking down the hallway together as Luna answered with a small smile.

“I would like that a lot, Tia. It is quite rare that we are able to spend time together as normal people after all.”

“See! It will be fun! Now how about we get some tea to help your headache?”

“Oh I would very much like that. SERVANT! THY PRINCESSES REQUIRE TEA!”

Celestia rolled her eyes as a nearby guard dashed from the room, Luna continuing to smile as they walked.

“We are both perfectly capable of getting our own tea, Luna.”

Luna gasped, raising a hand in mock surprise, her sister giggling at the overdramatic behaviour.

“What is the point of being the monarchy if I have to fetch such things myself?”

They properly burst into laughter as soon as the words left her lips, the two sisters smiling as they headed towards some much needed quality time together. Just being with her dear sister was enough to remove any of Luna’s feelings of unease or confusion that she had strangely experienced in the moments after awakening, along with any concerns about anything being wrong.

They really were ridiculous. She knew her place in the world, the role she was meant to play, and those closest to her that would help her through any hardship. She was Princess Luna. Sister of Celestia and ruler of the night. With that, the feelings vanished like a bad dream, fading away from her mind to such a degree that Luna forgot she had been worried to begin with.

Instead she smiled, the princess already excited for some sisterly bonding before heading to bed herself, resting up before a full night of journeying the dreams of her kingdom. She was looking forward to that too, wondering what dreams she would be able to explore and observe this time. Those three young girls related to the element bearers were always entertaining after all, even when their worries were blown out of proportion. She giggled, a single thought coming to mind before she became fully focused on spending time with her sister.

“Honestly... my subjects really can dream up the most silly things.”