AiE: You Can't Spell Friend Without Fiend Chapter 3

> A gentle nibbling of your ear lobe stirs you from your slumber.
“Come on babe, it’s still early.”
> You reach to the arm draped over your chest and it’s at that point you realize.
> That’s not an arm.
> You rocket up from the ground and as you scramble/float back down you see Nightmare roll a bit in her sleep and her legs give out a few kicks.
> “The gum, has been doubled.” She mumbles and continues to chew the gum she dreamt of.
> Jesus Christ how adorable.
> Is your ear bleeding?
> Fuck that stings, at least it’s not a fucking geyser
> Well.
> That was interesting way to start day two on the moon.
> Your cheeks are still a bit flushed though from the encounter.
> Still, in your defense, you WERE dreaming of her.
> No not Nightmare, HER.
> Goddamn, been a while since you thought of her.
> We’ll always be friends she said.
> She said she wanted to experience more out of life before settling down.
> You were Mr. Right, not Mr. Right Now.
> Then she got knocked up.
> She looked to you for a handout since her baby’s daddy wasn’t father of the year material.
> But years of longing, supporting and waiting had left you jaded.
> She knew how you felt, you’d told her on more than one occasion but she just kept leading you on, making sure to have her back up handy.
> Every man has his limits and you’d be damned if you were gonna deal with that shit when she only played with your heart strings.
> So when it came to her you simply dropped the matter.
> Ignored her texts which came to you far less often then you used to send her.
> You used to care about her day and then you wouldn’t give her the time of it.
> Months passed and you had effectively phased out of her life.
> You didn’t even know if she had the baby.
> Not that it mattered now.
“Fuck it.”
> *yawn* “Buck what now?”
> You turn to see Nightmare sitting on her haunches rubbing the sleep from her eyes with a fore hoof.
“Nothing your highness, I’m just thinking out loud.”
> “So now you decide to use formalities?”
> You shrug your shoulders.
“The day just started, give me a break. Anyways, what’s for breakfast?”
> She stretches and with barely a blip of light from her horn a candy apple appears in your hand.
> This wasn’t Reese’s for breakfast but still this was one delicious looking apple.
> Nightmare is eyeing a sandwich hungrily.
“Hey, how come you get a sandwich and I get a goddamn cavity on a stick?”
> “Did you want a bite?”
“It is a good looking sandwich.”
> She levitates it to your face and as you you’re about to take a bite she yanks it away from you.
> “Keep wanting Anon dear.”
> This mare.
> She wants to play this game.
“You wanna play rough? Okay, we’ll play rough.”
> You chuck the apple past her head and she then turns to dodge your candied cannonball while you run up and snatch her sandwich out of her magical grip.
“Ha ha, all your sandwich are belong to me!”
> You take a victory bite which isn’t as fulfilling as you would have hoped.
“What is this, whole wheat with wheat filling?”
> “It’s a hay sandwich, fool.”
> Gross although it makes sense for a pony.
> What is this of creeping sense of doom though you wonder?
> You gulp down the bite of sandwich before memory serves up one of those “wish you remembered this sooner” bits of info.
> You’re allergic to hay.
> And you’re now panicking as your throat begins to swell shut.
> Nightmare seems to realize something’s wrong because you’ve stopped being stupid and started clutching at your throat.
> “What are you doing now you buffoon? Didn’t your mother teach you to chew thoroughly?”
> You’re on your knees now and the lack of air is burning inside your lungs.
> “Anonymous? This isn’t funny, I demand you stop.”
> Easy enough since you’re now laid out on your back and turning blue. What color does a blue pony turn when it’s choking?
> Cue life flashing before your eyes.
> Pause at ex-girlfriend while still dating memories, might as well die happy.
> Ah yes, the last first kiss you thought you’d ever have. Her soft, warm lips pressed against yours. You could practically feel them now.
> Fast forward some time later and you’re now walking up from a bittersweet dream.
“Oh god, she would be the last person I dream of. You there Nightmare?”
> A look around shows a distinct lack of moonbutt. She wouldn’t leave without you right?
“Nightmare!?! Come on don’t mess around!”
> A flash of blue light to your side announces her arrival.
> “Anonymous! You’re awake!”
> She gallops over to your side and slings her head over your shoulder in a sort of hug would be your guess. She then pulls back quickly before finding a particularly interesting rock to stare at.
“What happened? Where were you?”
> Meeting your gaze again she shuffles her forehooves a bit before speaking.
> “After you swallowed a bit of my sandwich you began choking and I thought you were simply trying to play a joke on me but after you fell over I got worried.”
“And then?”
> “I tried to get some air into since you clearly swallowed the food and a few breaths in you began k-kissing me!”
> Oh dear god you had an interactive flashback and she played the part of your ex.
> “I was shocked naturally but, well, it had been so long and so I decided to go with it. After all I thought maybe you had planned it and your lips were so warm and it felt so right. And after I broke the kiss to see your face it dawned on me you still weren’t breathing and I began to panic.”
> Ok so you kissed her and she kissed back, natural right? Even if she’s a pony. Oh god is it still bestiality if she’s sentient? Not like there are any other humans here to judge you but still. Oh man she’s staring at you now, say something!
“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it?” You shrug accompanied with a half smile.
> She grins sheepishly.
“But what happened after that?”
> “Well I simply opened up your airway with my magic and you began breathing on your own. I watched over you for a short time before I decided you’d be alright.”
“Wow, you saved my life. Thanks moon- Nightmare.” You go in for your own hug by wrapping your arms around her neck and when she realizes what you’re doing she throws a forehoof around your waist.
“But where were you right now?”
> She smiles widely before disengaging from your hug and points a hoof to the stars.
> “Do you see those four stars there?”
> Looking to where she’s pointing you can clearly make out four large stars almost aligning.
“Mmmmm… an interesting reaction! But what does it mean?”
> “When those stars align with this moon I will be able to channel enough power to return us to Equestria then we can exact my revenge!”
“Scandalous. How much longer do you think?”
> “Only a few more days, perhaps a week at most.”
“Nice, how do you wanna kill time for now?”
> “The same thing I’ve done the last thousand years?”
> Yikes, a couple days of this was entertaining but now that the shock has settled down another week would be torture.
“I’ve got the entire discographies of my favorite bands on my iPod.”
> “Discowhatnow?”
> Ohboyherewego.jpg
“Just let me turn the volume up and you know what, I’m gonna try some wizardry on this mother.”
> Focusing on the music you allow the soothing power of it to ignite your magic and soon you’ve got front row concert quality for you and Nightmare.
>Eclipse by Pink Floyd, you hope she appreciates the song and by the way she’s leaning against your shoulder you can definitely feel the love.
> Five days pass like this with you and Nightmare sharing the bonding power of music, eating summoned food and you trying your hand at pyrotechnics for songs on occasion.
> You may have sung along to a few songs while staring into her eyes and the two of you even shared a few kisses even if they didn’t get too heavy.
> Something about finding a kindred spirit kind of just breaks the whole species barrier for you anyway.

End Chapter 3