Luna Computer by Lerch

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God dammit, I love that picture.
>Luna trying to carefully tap the keys with juuust the tip of her hoof.
>Has a typing speed of roughly half a word per minute and is all proud of how she's mastered this new technology.
>Anon doesn't have the heart to tell her how abysmally slow that is.


>After a long wait it was finally here
>We weren't entirely sure how such an item ended up in the Everfree™ product catalog
>But with any guess it probably got to Equestria the same way you did
>Some sort of freak accident
>Yet that didn't matter now, with the box now in your grasp you were ready to dig in and claim a piece of home
>Plus, it might be pretty neato to show ponies some Earth 'magic'
>At least assuming the thing even works
>If you're going to open it you might as well do it right
>Moseying around the Castle you hunt for a pointy object to undo the tape that seals your treasure
>Perhaps a sword carried by a guard?
>Nope
>Pick-pocketing isn't as easy as Skyrim made it look
>That was a retarded thing to do anyways
>But, ah, there should be a knife or two in the kitchen
>Peering into the room which is the source of all that is delectable, you see moon horse mulling over some recipes with a chef
>Probably preparing for some fancy event
>Doing your best to not be a disturbance you try to sneak your way in
>Opening a drawer and fumbling around for a knife a spoon happens its way to the floor
>Cover blown
>Luna turns around and gives you 'a look'
"Well, uh, sorry. I didn't know you'd be busy here."
>You find a knife and set it upon the counter
>"It is of no worry."
>Scanning you over, her eyes quickly lock with the box under your arm
>"Pray tell the contents of the package, Anonymous."
>How to explain that
>You can't really
"It's a computer. A thing from... home."
>Now curious, she makes her way over to you
>Bearing a quizzical look, "Computer?"
>You set the box upon the counter and undo the first bit of tape
"It would probably be easier just to show you."
>Undoing the rest of the package you slide the machine out of its prison
>It's a little beat up, but it's still a decent laptop
>Opening it up you are relieved to find the screen is not damaged in any major way
>Some minor scratches, but it's negligible
>"We have never seen such an object. Is it much like a book?"
>Not really sure how to answer that
"Well... sorta, sometimes... it depends on what you're doing."
>She still looks pretty confused
>Probably raised more questions than answers with that comment
>Pressing the power button and continuing to inspect the device in your hands, you find that it is incredibly light weight
>No battery, well that explains the weight
>Miraculously, the computer still begins to boot up
"Ahhhh", you exhale a sigh of relief
>Fuckin' magic an' shit
>"Is something wrong?"
>She brings her fore-hooves up onto the table-top and makes a little pout
"Everything is better than great!"
>Her disposition turns around as the desktop loads up
>"Stories of such magic windows have been told, yet it was our belief they were false rumors."
>Moon Princess motions for the chef to leave
>And he obliges
>Looking down at the task bar something truly exciting becomes noticeable
>Full wifi with internet connection
>Fuckin' magic an' shit
"It's pretty magical alright!"
>You could almost jump for joy
>In fact, you do
>Careful anon, if you don't contain yourself you might drop all your spaghetti
>But if any dropping of spaghetti is to be done this is the right room to do it in
>Nighty levitates the computer before her and proceeds to examine it
>"Will we be learning how to use this device?"
>Might as well teach her
>It would be nice to share a piece of Earth with somepony
>Especially somepony that would be around to know about it long after you're gone
>It almost makes you want to cry
"I'd really love to."
>Squeeing with delight, she orients the computer in the same manner one would a book to be read
>And takes hold of it in her hooves
>Awww, cute
"Haha, not quite like that."
>Taking the device from her possession, you place it properly before you
>You place your fingers on the keyboard
"These are called keys.", dear Celestia, this is going to be like teaching a toddler
>She lowers her head to inspect them
>Taking in the Latin alphabet
>Raising an eyebrow and looking to you, "But Anonymous, these do not look as if they are made to open any doors."
>Oh, for the love of...
"That's just a name, don't worry about it. Here, I'll show you how to use the web."
>"Spiders are involved now? What type of magic is this?"
>CHOOSE BETTER WORDS, DUMBASS
>"Ah, no. Not spiders... By web I mean internet... I-errr, it's like a library, but in the magic screen."
>Sure, close enough
>"Oh, we understand."
>Good
"Watch what keys I press very closely, and observe how the..."
>Monitor or screen isn't quite the right choice of words
"... window reacts."
>You select the browser using the arrow keys and hit enter
>Her eyes are glued to your every action
>Attentive to every little detail
>Hopefully things would not need to be demonstrated twice
>With the browser now open, you make your way to the search bar
>Snapping your head around, you face her
>This is where the real fun begins
"Give me the name of a topic, an item, or something."
>Her lower lip quivers in panic, she bites it in restraint
>"We... errr... Moon."
>Very creative
>Should have just known she'd say that
>You type in her request and pull up the Wiki page
>And slide the computer in front of her
>Lastly, you quickly demonstrate scrolling through the page with the arrow keys
"Enjoy."
>She looks incredibly troubled
>"This is not our Moon!? The window lies!"
>Right...
>Earth universe things
"That's my Moon. Everything you see on the window is from my world, Luna."
>Her mouth takes on a funny expression and she jolts in place a little
>"Hahahaaa..."
>Not too sure if that's a negative or positive reaction
>Her being a weirdo and all
>But Luna is all smiles now
>"We shall indulge ourselves in this topic later."
>She raises her hooves up and does her best to imitate your methodical actions
>'5UDGT8ET5E5 FRGU' right into the search bar
>Excellent
>Hooves aren't really made for human tech, that much is clear
>You could just remind her to use her magic
>But it would be much more adorable to watch a pony try to type
>Yes, go with the typing pony idea
>It's flawless
"Like this."
>You take her front hooves in your hands
>Carefully adjusting her posture
"Just use the tips of your hoovsies."
>A little giggle erupts from her
>You guide her hooves to the backspace key to clear the mess of a search entry
>Then you carefully move her hooves around the keyboard, making a new search request
>The little click-clacks of her guided actions melodically narrating your combined efforts
"S... U... N..."
>enter
>"The sun."
>You release her from your grasp to give a thumbs up
"Very good, what a good learner you are, Lulu. Amazing."
>She gleefully smiles in acceptance of your childish, very sarcastic, compliment
>"We think we can handle ourselves now."
Giving her a quick pat on the back, "Awesome, knock yourselves out; but just be gentle with it."
>You make your way out of the room, the little pitter-patter of careful, well placed, slow taps fading
>For once, you're confident that you have done some good in Equestria
>A violent knock at the door awakes you
>What time is it?
>Looking out the window, it must be like 3 in the morning
"Whaaaattt?"
>You groggily rub your eyes as you sit up in bed
>"Anonymous, this matter is urgent!"
>It's Day Horse
"Yeah, yeah. I'm sure it is Sunny-C."
>Slowly you make your way to the door
>Opening it to find a disheveled Celestia
"What could be so important that you'd wake me up this early in the morning", a yawn interrupts, "It's like three AM."
>Celestia takes on a most unruly expression
>A kind of face that is on the boundary between panicked tears or manic laughter
"That's the problem Anon, it's eleven in the morning."
>It takes a moment for that to sink in
"Oh shiiiiiit."
>Did you say that out loud?
>Yes
>"It's Luna!", real surprise there, "She said something about 'a great flame war that would be won before the nights end' and... something about a bee?"
>You've never seen Sunny so distraught
>"But that's not the worst of it, she now thinks there is a way to get the sun and moon to move on their own and that it can be used to create 'more free time for the internet'. She's really not well."
>You try your best to contain an illicit chuckle
"I'll see what I can do about it."
>Having made your way to the domain of Moon Horse you take a rap at the door
>"Be gone, we are very busy!"
>Doesn't matter
>Going in anyways
"That's a shame!"
>Attempting to force the door open you meet some resistance
>A chair barricading the entrance
"Really, you need to open up."
>A blue glow overtakes the door and you here the chair slide away
>"Oh, greetings Anonymous. We have done so much with your internet machine!"
>Staring into the room you find a mess
>Luna's mane is a train-wreck
>Spilled cup of coffee on the floor
"Greeeaat... I really think I should get the computer back now..."
>Having made your way to the domain of Moon Horse you take a rap at the door
>"Be gone, we are very busy!"
>Doesn't matter
>Going in anyways
"That's a shame!"
>Attempting to force the door open you meet some resistance
>A chair barricading the entrance
>And all you can hear is the slow paced 'tap, tap, tap, tap...'
"Really, you need to open up."
>A blue glow overtakes the door and you here the chair slide away
>"Oh, greetings Anonymous. We have done so much with your internet machine!"
>Staring into the room you find a mess
>She's lying on her bed
>Face deep in internet-land
>Bed sheets tossed everywhere
>Mane is a train-wreck
>Spilled cup of coffee on the floor
>True picture of health, really
"Greeeaat... I really think I should get the computer back now..."
>Walking over, you take the machine into your hands
>Her pupils widen and you are confronted with 'the pouty-face'
>"Nay, Anonymous! Our adventure has just started, and we have so many questions."
>Quickly she leaps upon you , magic-ing the computer from your hands
"Oooof!"
>You rub the back of your head
>Those marble floors hurt
>Now pinned to the stone beneath you, the barrage begins:
>"How do you get your sun and moon to move?"
>"Why isn't our Equestria listed as a shipping location on Amazon?"
>"Where can we download more RAM?"
>"Who is this 4chan guy?"
>"How many powers of ten is in a NiggaWatt?"
>"Should we delete system 32?"
>"We read of the Holocaust on the Wikipedia, but how is it that your Hitler did nothing wrong?"
>"How does one get cookies to come out of the internet?"
>"How does a pony not be a 'newfag'?"
>"Can we make a Hubble?"

>And the list goes on
>Maybe ponies+internet wasn't such a good idea after all