Holidays with Luna.

    >Be Princess Luna.
    >It’s your favourite holiday.
    >The solar eclipse.
    >You don’t get to have many days just for you, most p0nies love your sister more than they do you.
    >You’re not your sister, you don’t love endless attention but it’s nice to be remembered and thanked.
    >Today is a good day.
    >You love your sister more than you love anything else in the world.
    >The air is cool, p0nies below watch the two of you with eyes wide. You note with particular reverence just how cold the bricks of the castle’s floor are. Your sister was smart in choosing the best place to be, where everyp0ny could see you.
    >Your sister is always smart about having what she wants to be seen shown.
    >Today it’s you.
    >The awed crowd sends chills up your back, each and all wearing their special glasses to keep their eyes from getting hurt, something you happen to think looks quite silly.
    >Your sister convinced them they needed to design them after a banana.
    >She’s funny.
    >You turn your head from them, looking up to her. The alabaster white princess of the sun who towers over you, her light, the suns gives her a halo yet casts shadow over her and you especially all the same.
    “Is it time? Can we start now?”
    >She smiles, nodding.
    >”Go ahead my sister, you’ve earned it.”
    >Your heart beats fast, you nod as the crowd watches. You always get a little nervous but, as your magic begins to flow like music you don’t feel any pain.
    >The moon soon eclipses the sun, you have raised into the air by way of the magic coursing through you.
    >The crowd looks up at your work and fawns, they love it. They love your moon.
    >You can feel tears trickling down your cheeks.
    >You’re so happy.
>Soon it is night again, you’re swimming in the pride you’ve felt since this morning.
>Your bed is soft and it is warm. Your sister loves you so she always got you the best, whether or not you asked for it.
>You keep replaying earlier over and over in your head, the feeling swells in you every time you visit it.
>You hear the soft clip clop of hooves, the door to your room opens and you see her enter your vision.
>It’s your sister.
>”Didst thou enjoy the festival of the eclipse my dear?”
“Verily,” you nod, your smile hasn’t gone away yet. You know what’s coming up soon, but you forget in the moment.
>She chuckles, coming in closer to you until she’s sitting on the corner of your bed. She’s not wearing the gold shoes you note, she never does when she visits you.
>Her hooves rub against the silken sheets.
>”Thou knowest, Luna, thee art quiet as always..” she giggles, ears perched forward in a display of delight as she looks down at you.
>”Hardly do I mind, in fact it is quite pleasant.”
>Your sister moves herself surely but slowly, alike to a cat prowling for it’s prey until her body is over you.
>Heavy is the first thing you note, she should lay off of the cakes. Her head leans down into your neck, her breath hot against you.
>Today was a special day, you try to keep it that way by putting your mind far away from what’s happening.
>”Thou dost love thine sister, do thee not?”
>You do, so you nod. She nibbles at your neck, your stomach feels queasy.
>Your sister loves you, which is why she tells you that you can’t be around the commoners. You must work only at night, while the other p0nies dream.
>Her hoof finds it’s way between your legs, your day isn’t special anymore.
>You aren’t allowed to be touched by other p0nies ever, it will make you love your sister less.
>She pulls from your neck to face you again, leaning into you and parting your lips now with her tongue.
>You don’t stop crying the entire time.
>Your sister is happy.