Nightlight

Nightlight

>you are Nightlight
>mommy says you have very pretty blue fluff and a pretty green mane
>and you’re trying your best to take sleepies
>but it’s not easy
>there’s a great big monster in your safe room
>your safe room has become a monster room
>and while you can’t quite see the monster, you know he’s there
>he made a sound not long ago
>it was a loud baby noise, kind of
>it hurt your ears, since it sounded like a fluffy baby crying
>that’s usually enough to hurt any fluffy’s ears, but this was like a really big crying fluffy baby
>anyway, you’re curled up in your bed, waiting for the monster to appear
>you’re supposed to be taking sleepies, so you can’t let mommy know about the monster
>she’d save you, of course, but then she’d be mad
>and making mommy mad would be something that a bad fluffy would do
>so you stand your ground
>or, rather, you curl of in your little fluffy bed, hiding under a big blanket
>it’s very soft, and warm
>no monster can get through that!
>as long as you stay under the blanket, you’re safe
>but, sadly, your curiosity gets the better of you
>you poke your head out from under the blanket to see if the monster’s still there
>he is!
>you can see him just in front of you!
>you shout, scream and cry, before running to the door of the safe room
>banging on it with your little hoofsies doesn’t make it open
>why won’t it open?!
>if it doesn’t open, the monster will get you
>so you pound and pound and pound, when suddenly the door flies open
>and right in front of you is mommy!
>”Nightlight? What’s with all the noise?”
>through your tears, you tell her all about the monster
>mommy listens to your story very carefully, and nods her head a few times
>”Well then, I guess I’ll have to do something about the monster.”
>mommy goes over to right where the monster was!
>before you can warn her, yell, try to stop her, or anything else, she’s already next to the monster!
>she reaches down, her arm just out of your view
>she rummages around…
>and grabs the monster!
>mommy pulls the monster up off the floor, and holds it up in the air
>the monster has eight very long arms, huge eyes, and even some silly fluff
>wait, silly fluff?
>you take another look
>why, it’s just Mr. Wiggles, your favorite toy!
>”Oh, Nightlight. It’s just your plush octopus. Not a monster.”
>mommy puts Mr. Wiggles in your bed, and you crawl in with him, giving a tiny sniffle as your scared saddie water goes away
>”Mummah? Nigh’wite sowwy.”
>”That’s alright, sweetie. I understand. Do you want the Monster-Go-Away Glow?”
>you nod, as fast as you can
>the monster-go-away glow makes the monsters go away
>mommy pulls the little buzzy thing from her pocket, and rubs it all over you
>you feel a little tingly, and soon enough, you see the monster-go-away glow
>you thank mommy profusely, and she gives you a little kiss on your sniffer
>she leaves, and closes the door behind her
>you give Mr. Wiggles huggies, and start to fall asleep, glad that no monsters can get you now
>”Buh-bye, munstahs…”
>and, with that, you take sleepies

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>you are Dr. Carolyn Monroe, a prolific scientist in your community
>ever since fluffy ponies came out, they’ve been your main focus of experimentation
>you’d usually pick them up from a shelter, or get them off the street, but Nightlight is the first fluffy you’ve had since birth
>she’s a successful attempt at fluffies with hollow fluff
>much like a polar bear, this breed of fluffies has hollow hairs, allowing for more aerodynamic traits
>you’ve observed a 0.12 mile per hour increase in fluffy pony racers
>not much, but enough to quantify a grant and further research
>anyway, like you were saying, Nightlight has hollow fluff
>she also suffers from a little phenomenon called nocturnal hallucinations
>basically, at night, she sees things that aren’t there
>that, or she sees things that are there, and mistakes them for monsters
>since she’s just a little fluffy pony, she doesn’t quite understand that what she sees in the dark aren’t real, nor are they monsters
>so, you decided to try something a little different
>without going too far into detail, what you basically did was fill the spaces in her hollow fluff with a variant of neon, and capped the hairs through a process known as “pinching them shut”
>seriously, it was as easy as that
>furthermore, when you connected a small electrical source, such as a battery, you could make the fluff glow a bright blue hue
>you had to make sure not to use anything more potent than a cell battery, as a higher voltage might end up re-opening the seals or potentially singeing Nightlight
>so, she glows, not unlike a night light
>where else would she have gotten the name?
>the tiny amounts of neon, paired with the low voltage battery, only let the fluff glow for about five to ten minutes at the most
>but if it can manage to give Nightlight a little cone of vision to take away the hallucinations and give her peace of mind before she falls asleep, then your experiment is a success
>you plop down at your desk, typing up a short idea for a new test
>Experiment #528: Giving a sea fluffy an anglerfish lightbulb.