CYOA - Luna pt. 3 (Clop)

>Through the years you watched your son grow
>And with him his happiness and joy
>In particular for Lavender Mirage
>Those two were inseparable
>Lavender probably saw Caesar more than you did
>But that was okay
>He was growing into a young adult, and he couldn't be around you all the time
>You were his father, after all
>As you watched him grow bigger and stronger
>You watched yourself grow older and weaker
>Going from being his hero to annoying father
>It was only a matter of time before he accepted you
>You knew that
>But saying it wasn't difficult would be a blatant lie
>One particular morning you were happy
>But you also felt a slight twinge of sadness in your heart
>Mixed emotions coursing through your body as you walked quietly into his room
>Luna levitating breakfast alongside the two of you
>Caesar is snoring loudly
>His room is a mess as always
>Scrolls, books, and clothes piled eveywhere available
>It looks like someone nuked the place
>You watch him for a little while
>Your son, finally a man
>Turning your head to Luna, you mouth a "1, 2, 3"
"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you!
>Caesar nearly jumps out of his bed
>His eyes are wild and his mouth soaked in drool
>"Wha- Who?"
>As you continue singing away, Caesar yawns loudly
>"It's like seven in the morning. What are you doing?"
>He looks like he could fall asleep at any minute
>Like a volatile concoction being shaken violently

"Happy birthday dear Caesar!"
>Caesar is giving both of you a deadpan stare as you sing
"Happy birthday to you!"
>Luna hands him his breakfast
>It seems to lighten him up just a tad
>As he's munching away on pancakes you stand there
>He's a man now
>Eighteen years old
>He can do whatever he pleases
"Look at you. All grown up. Time flies, huh?"
>"Sure does, dad."
>Caesar doesn't even look at you when he speaks
>He's too lost in his food
>"Oh, I remember when you were just a little satyr."
>Luna's already starting
>Just like she does every year
>She's got tears in her eyes
>Caesar sighs heavily
>"Mom, come on, not again."
>"But look at you! You're a man now! Oh, I'm so proud!"
>You can't help but snicker as Caesar sighs once more
"So, what do you wanna do today, son? Now you can do anything you want."
>Caesar looks up to you and shrugs
>"I dunno. Lavender invited me over for the evening. I think I'll go to her place."
>Although you were happy he had her, you feel a slight twinge of sadness hit you
>You had looked forward to spending the day with your son
>It had been a long time since you just hung out

>All you really want to do is tell him
>Say to him you love him and want to spend time with him
>But as you open your mouth to speak, you can't
>All that enters your mind is frustration
>You just want to tell him
>But that knot in your throat is stopping you
>Anger rises in your body
>Why couldn't he just spend time with you, damn it
>Without thinking you strike out at him
>You accidentally hit him right in the nuts
"How DARE you not want to spend time with your father!"
>Caesar falls sideways onto his bed
>Not a single scream of pain leaves his throat
>His eyes water up and he whimpers
>"Anon, what in the world are you doing?!"
>Luna puts a hoof on your shoulder
>You snap out of it and look at your son
"Holy shit, I'm sorry, Caesar."
>He opens his mouth to speak
>But all that comes out is a quiet groan
"I don't know what came of me. I'm so sorry."
>You place your arms around him and hug him tightly
>He's still cupping his groin and therefore doesn't return it
>"You're an ass, dad", he whispers
>Although he's in pain, you hear a slight giggle in his words
>With a trembling arm he punches you back
>It doesn't hurt at all
>But he did his best

>After a few minutes of cupping his sore groin, Caesar finally speaks
>"All right, dad. Let's spend some time together."
>The happiness that enters your body is almost as much as when he was born
>It nearly brings a tear to your eye hearing him say those words
>Luna giggles in the background and leaves the room
>You sit down on Caesar's bed next to him
>For a moment the two of you just sit there
>Father and son
>Sharing a comfortable silence together
"So."
>"So."
>Caesar looks to you and smiles
"How are things going with Lavender?"
>He looks to the floor and nods
>"Good, good. Everything is great, really."
>You find yourself nodding as well
"That's good. So, you're eighteen now."
>"Yup."
"That means you can go drinking."
>Caesar's eyes suddenly light up
>As if the mysteries of the universe had just been revealed to him
>"You're RIGHT! I can go drinking! This is awesome!"
>He gets up from his bed and starts pacing back and forth in his room
>"Oh, wow! I can go to parties and everything!"
>He reminds you a lot of yourself
>The same reactions to the same situations
>Hopefully he would fare better at the social games involved
>Not that he needed to, having a girlfriend already
>Suddenly he snaps his fingers and looks at you
>"I should totally host a party here in the castle."

>That's actually not a half bad idea
>The castle was enormous
>Perfect place for a party
"We'll do it tonight."
>Caesar's eyes go wide for just a moment
>A brief moment of happiness and joy
>But his stare quickly meets the ground
>An awkward smile on his lips
>"I'd love to dad, but, Lavender is more important. I'd rather spend time with her."
>Your heart drops a few floors in your body
"Oh."
>That's all you can manage
>Speaking to your son has become difficult
>Like you're not good enough at it
>"But maybe we could do it another day?"
>Caesar has a small smile on his lips
>It's a genuine smile, though
>One of sincerity

>You really wanted to do this today, though
>This was his birthday, after all
>And you really wanted to spend time with him
>Show him you could be a fun dad too
"Tonight is better, don't you think? It's your birthday after all. Your eighteenth, too. That doesn't come along often."
>Caesar takes the words to heart
>He puts a hand underneath his chin
>Pondering the suggestion
"We can even have the royal guards deliver express invitations."
>Caesar nods slowly as you speak
>Taking in all of your words
>Processing them in his mind
>"I did promise Lavender I'd be there tonight, though."
>You stand up and chuckle
"So invite her! I'm sure she'd enjoy a good party, too."
>Caesar bites his lower lip as he thinks
>You can see the battle raging inside his mind
>After a few moments of back and forth inside his mind, he finally speaks
>"Oh, all right! Let's do it!"
>You really have to stop yourself from fist pumping
>Caesar told you you were too old for that
"All right! I'll get on it right away."
>"Thanks, dad. You're the best."
>Caesar holds up his fist
>You bump your fist into his and chuckle

>You ruffle your boy's hair and chuckle
>"Dad, come on."
>You just leave the room with a smile on your face
>Luna is reading some ancient tome
>You tried to learn the languages of old, but it proved near impossible
>Even with Luna as your mentor it was tough
>Sometimes she would read to you from the tomes and scrolls
>There were quite a lot of interesting stories and spells in there
>For now, you leave her to her reading
>You walk into the hall and find the nearest guard
"Hey, could you do me a favor?"
>"Sir, yes sir!"
>You sigh and shake your head
>These guards never stopped that shit
"At ease. Look, I just want you to gather up the guards and send out invites to the students at Celestia's school, all right?"
>The guard shoots you a confused look
>"Invites?"
>You smile widely at him
"Yeah, I'm hosting a party for my son's birthday. I want you to invite everyone from the senior classes here."
>The guard nods once
>"Yes, sir."
>You swear, one of these days you'd strangle these guards
"Oh, and make sure to send a special invite to Lavender Mirage. One that grants her access to restricted areas of the castle."
>Before he can protest, you add
"On order of the husband of Luna."
>He just nods again and salutes
>You sigh as he runs off to fetch the other guards
>"Honey, are we having a party? In the castle?"
>Luna almost scares the shit out of you
>She could be sneaky sometimes

"Indeed, faggot. The biggest, faggotry party ever."
>Luna smiles at you and giggles
>"I haven't been to a party in so long. It's going to be fun."
>She gives you a quick peck on the cheek and goes back inside to her reading

>That night, the castle was bustling with life
>More life than it had seen in a long, long time
>Music was blasting through the corridors and hallways
>Ponies were dancing, chatting, and drinking
>Although the party had only been going for 30 minutes, some ponies were already puking
>You were glad you didn't have to clean that mess up
>Lavender had luckily come to the party happy and excited
>She had forgotten all about the planned dated
>She wasn't drinking, though
>Not that much, at least
>Granted, she didn't seem much like the party type
>But she seemed cheerful enough tonight
>"Hey, dad!"
>Caesar taps you on the shoulder
>You turn around and see him standing there
>Smiling, an arm around Lavender
>"Thanks for doing this. It's great!"

"You're welcome kiddo."
>You give your son a fist bump
"Enjoying this faggotry, Lavender, dear?"
>She smiles polietly at you
>"Well, I haven't seen the castle like this before. It's quite the experience."
>Something about what she said makes you laugh heartily
>It was strange seeing these two together
>So very much alike, yet so very different
"Go out and enjoy yourselves."
>Both of them nod before turning to leave
>You grab a hold of Caesar and whisper in his ear
"Don't forget to show her the restricted areas."
>A sly smile creeps upon your lips
>Caesar sighs
>"Yeah, dad, I will."
>He's smiling as he speaks, though
>You pat his back twice and let him off
>Watching the two of them walk away, you feel proud
>For a moment you just stand there
>Feeling like a great and awesome dad
>A tug at your legs snap you out of it
>You turn to face a brown mare
>She's one of Caesar's classmates
>"H-hey there! Great par-party! Woo!"
>She's swaying on all four legs
>It'd probably be a good idea for her to slow down on the drinking
>"W-wanna hang out with me and my friends?"
>A vulgar burp escapes her mouth at the end of the sentence
>Apparently that's hilarious to drunk ponies
>Because she laughs like a blithering moron

>You smile politely at the young mare
"No thank you. I'm sure there's other ponies out there who'd love to join you, though."
>The mare just shrugs and goes off
>Most ponies here are way too young for you to talk to
>Granted, you'd like to be young again
>But you just weren't
>So instead of wasting your time talking to drunk teenagers, you go in search of your wife
>You have to wade through a sea of singing, drinking ponies
>It almost feels like you're sailing on the seven seas
>After snailing your way around the castle for ten minutes, you see your wife in the hallway
>She's talking to some guards who are off duty
>A bottle of spirits in her hoof
>Luna didn't drink often
>But once she did, she went all out
>You wonder how she's even having fun with only teenagers here
>She is a lot older than them, after all
>Luna turns her head as you approach her
>Her cheeks are red and her eyes hazy
>"Heeey, sweetie! We were just talking about you!"
>Oh, this couldn't be good
"You were?"
>Already you feel nervous
>Luna needed to shut up sometimes
>Especially when she was drunk
>"Yeah! It's like, have you noticed you walk on two legs?"
>She clearly had more to drink than you realised
>"It's so weird! How, how do you even stay up?"

>Actually trying to reply would be futile
>So instead, you try to outwit her
"Aren't you the moon? How do you stay awake?"
>Luna opens her mouth to speak
>And she just lets her jaw hang there
>She raises her eyebrow high on her face
>"That's... woooow... I don't knoooow!"
>With a thump, her ass hits the ground
>She's staring into nothing
>Trying to crack the question you asked
>It must be tough for the poor mare
>Intoxicated and trying to solve the mysteries of herself
>You chuckle at your stumped wife and grab her hoof
"Come on, let's go have fun."
>"That sounds fun!"
>You swear Luna was like a schoolgirl when she got drunk
>But it was endearing in away
>To see a millenea old ruler act like this
>You drag her drunk self through the castle until you get away from the music
>Not before grabbing a bottle of whiskey for yourself, though
>You decide on going to the observatory
>It's beautiful and quiet
>A nice place for the two of you to relax
>Luna just sits on a coushion and looks at you
>You take a large swig of the whiskey
>It's damn good whiskey
>"Hey, hey, Anon?"
>You smile at your wife
>"What do you think they're doing? You know. Car... Cei... Our son and Lavender?"

>With a chuckle you take another swig
"I'll leave that up to your imagination, dear."
>Luna's eyes go wide
>Wider than you've ever seen them go
>Although her cheeks were already red from drinking, you can clearly see her blushing
>Slowly her wings begin to stiffen
>You watch in awe
>Complete and utter awe
>When her wings stand at full attention, she speaks
>"That's hot."
>You roar in laughter at her words
>The entire room is being filled with your heartwarming laughter
>Luna just sits there, staring into nothingness
>Her blush continues intensifying
>You really don't want to know what she's thinking in this instant
>Slowly you feel warmth spread in your body
>While the whiskey is great, it's also very potent
>You feel a drunken haze claiming you
>All the while watching your wife get off on strange thoughts
>Your laughter quickly dies down as you hear muffled voices
>Luna perks her ears up
>Listening intently
>The voices are getting louder and louder
>It's definitely Caesar and Lavender
>They're coming right for the room you're in

"Quick, hide!"
>Luna instantly gets up and looks around
>There's no hiding spot for a pony of her size
>You can see the panic in her eyes for a brief moment
>But that panic is soon replaced by a giggle
>With a woosh her horn glows brightly
>And in the blink of an eye she's gone
>Despite her drunken state, her magical prowess doesn't falter
>You her hear go to a corner in her invisible state
>You simply have to make do and hide behind a pile of old books
>The door opens and in walks Caesar and Lavender
>They're laughing warmly and chatting away
>Both of them get coushins and sit down in the middle of the room
>"I'm so glad we could get some alone time."
>Lavender sounds a little too happy
>"The party's great, but I came here for you."
>"Oh yeah?"
>You could almost feel the vomit creeping up your throat
>"Mhmmm."
>Oh, God, Lavender is leaning in
>Oh, Jesus, she's on top of him
>Within mere moments they are engaged in a passionate make out session
>You'd love nothing more than to get out
>But Luna's invisible and can't teleport you out without them noticing
>So you will just have to wait it out
>And for half an hour you wait
>Watching your son making out with his girlfriend
>For some reason you can't keep your eyes off them
>It's strangely... arousing
>No, what the fuck is wrong with you
>It's your son
>But you can't help it
>The liquor is changing you
>Making you enjoy this act of passion and love
>Finally they stop
>"Let's go."
>Both of them leave the room

>With a sigh of relief, you call out to Luna
"All right, we can get out now."
>She doesn't show herself
"Luna?"
>You look around for her
>Which was quite a stupid move on your part
>Seeing the invisible isn't exactly easy
"Luna, come on."
>She replies with a moan
>A quiet, passionate moan
"... Luna? What are you doing? Where are you?"
>With a woosh, she finally appears
>She's lying on her back
>A hoof between her thighs
>Rubbing away at her marehood with passion and speed
>Her tongue is hanging out of her mouth
>Her eyes have rolled up in the back of her skull
>Although you find it revolting that she's doing this, it's strangely arousing
>She notices you staring and spreads her legs further apart
>"Do you... like it, dear?"
>She's pulling all the right strings
>In your intoxicated state it takes you mere seconds to get hard
>"Mmmh."
>Luna's voice is sweet and gentle
>Like she got a thousand years younger
>Realising there is no fighting this, you drop your pants
>As you move closer, Luna smiles
>Just as you are about to position yourself, the door slams open
>"Ooh, my head."
>You stare in disbelief
>Celestia
>Fucking Celestia
>Again
>She looks from you to Luna
>Back and forth
>"Luna, come on. At least keep it in the bedroom. Go away, I need privacy. The castle keeps spinning."
>With speed no man have ever known, you get your pants back on
>Shame in your heart, you exit the room with Luna
>She's just giggling away

"I'm going to kill you Luna, and nobody will ever find out."
>You glare daggers at your wife
>She could at least have waited until you were in your bedroom
>But no, she had to get it on right there
>God damn it
>Luna just keeps giggling
>Your going is aching
>Boner is still at full capacity
>It's aching for release
>Little by little you pick up the pace
>Until you are almost running through the hallways
"I swear, I will murder you, Luna."
>Every time you say something to her, she just smiles slyly
>It's pissing you off to no end
>That mare is going to get dicked so hard she doesn't even know
>Instead of going to your bedroom, which is no doubt full of drunk ponies, you go to a guest room down the hall
>Luna unlocks the door with her magic and opens the door
"Get in."
>You have no patience for this shit
>As soon as you enter, you relock the door and get your clothes off
>"Anon, please be gentle."
>Luna shoots you a cocky smile
>Doing the puppy eyes
>You have no patience for this shit
>With all of your might, you push her onto the bed
>You get up behind her and pull her rump up to you
>"Oh, Anon, not so rough."
>She looks back to you
>That shit-eating grin still plastered on her stupid face

"Say, my little faggot. Caesar will soon leave the castle to explore the world. Should we give him a sister?"
>You don't give her time to reply
>With one swift motion you thrust your dick into her soaking wet pussy
>You bury it balls deep inside her
>So very far inside her
>Luna screams out in surprise and pleasure
>Wasting no time with teasing or foreplay, you start slamming her snatch
>Pounding her harder than ever before
>Your balls slapping against her slit
>With a free hand you grab her mane and pull it back
>With the other you spank her ass repeatedly
>Luna is gurgling out moans
>Her tongue is hanging limply out of her mouth
>With furious anger you slam her silly
>Plowing her with your dick
>Using her as your personal masturbatory toy
>Despite her age and having given birth, she is still tight as ever
>And the way her insides stretch and shrink as you continually slam her feels godlike
>After a few minutes you let go of her mane
>Her head slams into the pillow
>She really picks up the moaning
>It's drowning out every sound in the castle
>It feels satisfying, using her like this
>Dominating her like the whore she is
>You feel a rush of adrenaline shoot through you
>The power makes you feel like a king
>Like you can do anything you want to
>You give her ass an extra hard spank
>It sends a shiver through her body
>And that shiver turns into full on spasms
>Luna comes with the loudest moan ever heard
>Spraying her juices all over your dick

>You don't slow down in the slightest
>In fact, you pick up speed and pound her faster
>Her moaning reaches eardrum-crushing levels
>But you don't care
>She is going to get it, and she is going to get it good
>You pound into her so hard she collapses on the bed
>A particularly long and loud moan escapes her throat
>But as it dies down, you see Luna's eyes close
>Her body goes limp as you pound into her
>Massaging your dick with her tight cunt
>You keep thrusting ferociously into her limp body
>Not caring that she does not make a sound
>She is yours to use and yours alone
>Even though she has fainted, you continue spanking her
>And as you realise just what you've done
>You made your wife faint from taking your dick
>Just the thought of it makes you get close to release
>And as you spank her one final time you come
>With such vigor and fury you have never seen before
>You bury your dick deep inside her cunt and fill her up
>Making sure she takes every last drop
>Drinks it all up with her greedy pussy
>Panting and sweating, you admire your work
>As you look at your fainted wife, dick buried inside her, the door slams open
>You don't even have to turn around
>You can already feel the anger
>"What's going on?! Luna was screaming!"
"Celestia. Get. The. Fuck. Out."
>You don't bother to look at her
>You just wait for her to leave
>"Looks like you did good."
>Celestia snickers before finally leaving the room

>With a sigh of relief and pleasure, you pull out of Luna
>Some of your seed drips out of her
>You move the sheets so she doesn't get it on her fur
>With care you pull the sheets over her body
>You make sure to really tuck her into bed properly
>As if she was your child
>After giving her a peck on the cheek, you go to the bathroom to clean up
>You take a quick shower and get dressed
>In the distance you can hear the party going on
>Since you aren't tired in the slightest, you decide to go back
>Just to check what everyone is doing
>And how badly damaged your home is
>As you're walking down the halls, you see ponies sleeping
>Some are making out
>Others are being cared for, sick as they are
>Just like any other party, really
>According to the volume coming from inside your home, you can tell the party is still going strong
>It had only been two hours, too
>Just as you're about to enter, you hear something faint
>Something fragile in the distance
>A faint crying
>It sounds horrible
>Tearing your heart apart
>Instead of going into your home, you pursue the crying
>You get a ways away from the party
>Looking around for the source of the sound
>It takes you a while to find the room from which it comes
>You gently knock on the door and open it
>Inside it you see a pony
>A familiar pony bawling her eyes out
>Lavender Mirage is a mess
>Completely broken down
>"L-L-Leave m-me al-alone."

>Despite her protests, you go inside
>Making sure to close and lock the door, you walk over to her
>"G-go away."
>Her face is buried in her hooves
>You sit down next to her
>With a hand you gently start stroking her mane
>You don't speak, you simply comfort her slowly
>Make her calm down little by little
>Her intensive crying eventually turns to sobs
>When you feel she's ready, you finally ask
"Lavender, what's wrong?"
>You already know what she's going to say
>And it breaks your heart to know
>But she has to say it herself
>Get it out of her system
>"C-Caesar broke up w-with me."
>You sigh lightly
>This was expected
>Only Caesar could make this mare cry like this
>Inside your chest, your heart sinks down into your stomach
>Instead of pressing on, you simply stroke her mane
>She needs to go on at her own pace
>"H-he never w-wants to see m-me again."
>The tears return once more
>She isn't quite done yet
>And so she cries
>Her pleading heart letting out all her sorrow
"I'll go talk to him, okay, Lavender?"
>You pat her head gently before getting up to leave
>"N-no, please."
>Lavender looks up to you with broken eyes
>"It's m-my fault. I... I che-cheated on him."
>Her eyes plead for mercy
>Beg of you to stay
>To hold her just a little longer

>However much you want to comfort her, she made a mistake
>And no amount of hugging will change that
"Look, we all make mistakes. But you broke the trust he had for you. His faith and loyalty. I doubt he'll change his mind."
>Lavender does her very best to hold back the tears as you speak
"I'll talk to him. Tell him how I found you. How sorry you are. But I can't do anything about this situation. You will have to deal with this yourself."
>The challenge proves too hard for Lavender
>She's hulking as she watches you
>Still pleading silently
>Wanting nothing more than for you to fix everything
>Make everything good again
>But you are no magician
>You are but a man
>And Lavender has done something that may never be forgiven
"I want nothing more than for the two of you to be happy. Hopefully together. But I cannot help you. I do hope you succeed, though."
>Lavender hides her head in her hooves once more
>You sit down next to her again
"I can stay, if you like. Nobody deserves to be alone with their problems."
>Without a word she flings her hooves around your waist
>Burying her face in your shirt
>You put your arm around her and rub her side
"There, there."
>"I-I'm so sorry! P-Please, Anon! I-I love Ca-Caesar!"
>Her hulking continues relentlessly
>Your shirt is drenched with the mare's sorrow
>You want to help
>You truly do
>But there is nothing you can do for her

>Lavender keeps crying
>Like a broken dam the tears keep coming
>No matter what you do or say, she doesn't stop
>This mare is lost to her sorrow
>There is nothing you can do for her
"I'll go talk to Caesar. If you want to, you can stay."
>"P-please, don't l-leave."
>You gently nudge yourself out of her grasp
"This is for the best."
>Lavender simply collapses on the floor, her crying knowing no bounds
>With a slight twinge of guilt, you leave the room
>As you walk down the halls, you feel the emptiness consume you
>Ponies are dancing and singing all around you
>But you can barely hear them
>All you want is your son
>Walking around, you see him nowhere
>You spend ten minutes looking for him
>But he is nowhere to be seen
>Eventually, you grab a hold of a mare
>She points you towards the gardens
>You know exactly where he is
>Into the cold night air you go
>Into the gardens
>They are beautiful
>Exquisite
>But its beauty is not what you are here for
>You go to hedge off to the side
>Behind it sits your son
>He's gently stroking the ground
>That very same spot
>You remember it all too well
>Silently, you walk up behind him
>He isn't sobbing, nor crying
>He's just sitting there
>Gently running his fingers through the grass
"Hey, kiddo."
>"... Hey, dad."

>Without touching him you sit down
>The two of you sit there
>Father and son
>Caesar doesn't say a word
>He just keeps stroking the grass
"So. What happened?"
>Not taking his eyes off the spot on the ground, Caesar replies
>"Lavender cheated on me."
>You nod slightly
"Yeah. I found her crying alone."
>"She deserves it."
>As gently as you can, you put your hand on his back
"Nobody deserves that, Caesar. Not even her."
>"Yes she does. I loved her, dad."
>Caesar's voice is calm
>Collected
>But there is a hint of anger deep within him
>Hiding, waiting to strike
>"I loved her more than anything. I would have done anything for her."
"I know, son."
>You stroke your son's back lovingly
>Trying to warm his heart even just slightly
>"I gave her everything. For five years, dad. She used me."
>You try to make eye contact with Caesar
>But it's impossible
>His eyes are blank
>Not staring at anything physical
"She didn't use you. She made a mistake. But you have every right to be angry."
>Finally he looks to you
>And as his eyes return to the mortal plane
>You see nothing but spite and sorrow in them
>"She used me. She took everything I ever gave her and broke it. Right in front of my eyes. I never want to see her again. Ever."
>With those words, he stares at you
>For a moment he just stares
>Makes sure you know
>Makes sure you see his suffering
>When he is done, he gets up
>He walks away, leaving you alone in the grass
>Walking slowly through the gardens

>Now your eyes are plastered to the spot
>That very same spot where their love began
>And you feel the rage
>The anger, remorse, and fury
>It wells up within you
>Threatening to turn you into a monster
>You reach out to touch the grass
>Your hands are shaking
>Trembling uncontrollably
>As your fingertips touch the grass, it gets too much
>You rips the grass out of the ground and get up
>With anger blinding your path, you walk straight back into the castle
>Straight back to Lavender
>You shove ponies out of your way
>You don't care about a single one of them
>It's all about Lavender
>You storm back into the room
>She is still sitting there
>Her eyes wet
>Finally void of tears
"Okay, you're going to explain yourself, right now!"
>Lavender flinches and whimpers
"NOW!"
>You yell louder than you meant to
>But it doesn't matter
>"I-It just happened! I-I didn't m-mean for it t-to happen! I w-was drunk a-and there was t-this stallion!"
>Her voice is a mess of sorrow and anguish
>Still she sobs after all this time
>"I-I'm sorry! P-Please, Anon! I-I didn't mean it!"

>You shake your head violently and snap out of it
>You're yelling at a mare filled with grief and sorrow
>This isn't the man you wanted to be
>Without a word you turn and leave the room
>Better that than create more problems
>You needed help
>You desperately needed to talk to an adult
>Luna
>Almost running through the halls, you reach the guest room in less than three minutes
>You slam the door open
>It startles the poor mare
>"Wha- Huh?!"
>Her breathing is quick and sharp
>She quickly notices you
>"Anon! What's going on?"
>Once you're actually inside, you slump onto the bed
>You can feel the tears creeping in the corner of your eyes
"Lavender cheated on Caesar."
>Darkness replaces your vision as you bury your face in your hands
>A gentle hoof strokes your back
>"Why in the world would she do that? Oh, poor Caesar."
"She was drunk. It was a mistake. But Caesar... He's furious. I haven't seen him like this ever."
>You stop fighting and let the tears slide into your hands
>"Anon, there's nothing you can do. You can't fix everyone's problems. Caesar will have to figure this one out on his own."
>You're actually sobbing now
>But you don't care
"I just want to help, Luna. I want my son to be happy."
>"I know, Anon."
>She wraps you in her hooves
>Sharing all of her love with you

>"Come on, Anon."
>Luna gently pushes you up
>"Let's go find Caesar."
>You just nod and slump alongside your wife
>The two of you walk slowly throughout the castle
>It's getting quiet now
>Ponies are going home
>Maybe continuing the party elsewhere
>Maybe Caesar sent them away
>It doesn't matter
>But the silence is nice
>Relieving in a way
>You just want the good old life back
>A happy Caesar and a fantastic wife
>Your home is a mess
>There's bottles and glasses everywhere
>But that's not a problem
>So long as you have your wife and your son
>Everything will be fine
>You go to the door leading to Caesar's room
>Luna gently knocks
>"Please, leave me alone."
>She opens it up anyway
>He's sitting in his bed
>Staring out the window
>Staring out at the night sky
>The two of you stand next to him
>All three of you simply stand there
>As if telepathic, you and Luna lean down at the same time
>Hugging your son tightly
>He doesn't react in the slightest
>But even if he doesn't care, you do
>It feels good to hug
>Hugging is good
>It makes the pain fade away
>Hopefully it does the same for Caesar
>You don't know how much time passes
>But you never want it to end
>You have your son and your wife
>Caesar eventually moves his arms
>Wraps them around the two of you
>Hugging you tighter than ever before
>And his arms they tremble
>Caesar finally lets tears fall to the floor
>Let's all of it out
>All the while hugging you and your wife

>With gentle movements you stroke Caesar's back
>Although he might be crying, you know it's helping
"Would you like to get a chance to see Lavender?"
>Caesar sniffs and sobs
>"N-Not right now."
>You keep stroking his back
"All right."
>Caesar finally breaks completely
>He tosses himself at you
>Buries his face in your shoulders
>Letting open the floodgates
>You put a hand on his head
"It's gonna be okay, Caesar."
>"I l-loved her, d-dad."
>You gently rock from side to side as he cries
>Letting loose his sorrow upon the world
"I know you did."
>"I loved her", he whispers
>Luna is watching the two of you
>Tears are gently streaming down her cheeks
>All you do is hold your boy tight and rocking from side to side
>"It's n-not fair."
"It's not your fault."
>"I lo-loved her."
"It's not your fault."
>"She s-said she l-loved me t-too."
"Caesar, it's not your fault."
>Finally he breaks
>Finally he screams
>As he's wanted to for so long
>"I LOVED HER!"
>Gently, so very gently, you stroke his hair
"I know, Caesar. And it's not your fault."
>You sit there for what feels like hours
>Hugging him tightly
>He almost crushes you in his grip
>Never wanting to let go

>You lean back and out of the hug
>Caesar reluctantly lets go and looks you in the eye
>The pain hits you immediately and hard
>His eyes hurt you in places you never knew you could hurt
>But instead of dwelling on the sorrow, you speak to him
"Come on. Let's go somewhere else."
>He doesn't protest
>He just follows you as you exit the room
>Luna stays behind, stil crying
>Through the empty halls you go
>No sounds except for your footsteps fill the air
>All the way to the stairs you go
>And all the way up the stairs you walk
>You hold open the door for your son
>As he looks around the observatory, a small smile appears on his face
>He goes to the globes on the table
>With a gentle hand he spins them, one by one
>Just as he did when he was just a kid
>For a while he walks around
>Simply enjoying the objects he always loved
>The things he forgot existed
>And he smiles
>A weak, tainted smile
>But a smile nonetheless
>With a hand on the telescope, he turns his head to you
>"Why did you bring me here, dad?"

>Finally feeling the happiness return
>After what feels so long
>You can finally return his smile
"To see if it would make you feel better. And I think it worked."
>"Heh."
>With slow steps you walk over to your son
>You put your hand on his shoulder and look him right in the eye
"I just want you to be happy. That is the only thing I want."
>Caesar puts his hand on yours
"I can't bear to see you like before. I just want you to be happy."
>"I know, dad."
>No, he doesn't know
>He doesn't understand
>He never truly will
>Not until he has kids of his own one day
>Until then, he will never understand how you feel
"There's going to be rough days ahead. But remember this: I'm always here. No matter what. I'm your father, and I promise to always be there for you. I promise."
>Of his own accord, Caesar moves in
>Showing his love for you with a hug
>"I know you will. And that's why I love you."
>You put your chin on his head and stare out the window
"I'll always be here. And so will your mother. Always."

End of part 3.