Mama Luna - Part 1

>You wake up groggily, holding your head and staring at the ceiling of your room
"Man... what a night"
>What exactly happened to you you are not too sure of
>It is all sort of a blur
>You do know you were at a very swingin' party being thrown at the castle gardens
>You think you can recall some higher-class ponies there
>piecing things together...
"Ah, now I remember what happened..."
>You went to this party in celebration of a signing of a treaty or something
>Being the only human there was a bit awkward at first, but you were consoled by the fact you had good relations with the princesses, seeing as you were a very "special guest" in this land
>The princesses also offered you a permanent residence in their castle whilst you are here, and when not busy, spend some time getting to know you better
>But yes... the party...
>You know you drank too much, and everything after that was a blur
>Now you find yourself here in your room of the castle, with a nasty hangover
>You get up out of bed and get ready for the day
>The sun is just coming up, so you know Celestia is up and about
>You pop a seltzer tablet and throw on clothes and head down the halls to the main dining area
>Heading into the kitchen, a thought passes you by...
>'What if I did anything bad whilst drunk last night?'
>'Did I make advances on random ponies? Did I break anything? Did...'
>'DID THE PRINCESSES SEE ME LIKE THAT?'
>Now you are slightly panicking at the thought


>This would be the third time they would have caught you being drunk out of your mind
>The last two times they were NOT happy to be representing their hospitality to a "drunken idiot" to the partygoers
>Especially to those 6 important ponies from Ponyville you got to meet, and you got along with them fairly well...
>They would probably give me quite the lecture again... or perhaps even give me many manual labor chores as punishment
>As these thoughts run through your head, you enter into the kitchen to get yourself a bowl of cereal
>Your headache also seems to be mostly gone now
>You open the door, and as soon as you do, you stutter in your steps
>There in the kitchen is Celestia, making breakfast
>You don't think she has noticed you just yet, since you did walk in fairly quietly
>Usually she has other ponies in here hired as chefs and cooks and bakers and everything, making meals all day
>But it is just her
*clang*
>"Ow! Curse these hot appliances!"
>Oh... wait. No its not.
>You spot Luna on the other side of the kitchen, who somehow accidentally dropped a spoon she had in her mouth trying to make something on the stovetop, seemingly because she touched the hot pan on accident
>This draws Celestia's attention towards Luna, and then Celestia spots you out of the corner of her eye
>"Oh... Well good morning, Anonymous."
>Her tone of voice seemed normal enough, but her demeanor changed as soon as she noticed you
>Her eyelids lowered a bit, as if in distaste...
>'Could... could they have seen me last night then?'
>Shit.


"Good morning to you to, Princess."
>You inch your way further into the kitchen
>"So... how did you sleep?"
"uhh.. fine, I suppose, thanks for asking."
>"Oh, of course. Though I'm sure you got plenty of sleep after crashing so hard at the party last night."
>ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck
>"Come... sit. Luna and I made you your breakfast for this morning."
>You are starting to sweat now, and your face is probably red, given how it feels
>Reluctantly, you make your way to the counter and sit down
>She made you scrambled tofu, hashbrowns and toast... no meat to be found here, of course
>Also a glass of orange juice as per usual
>"Help yourself, Anonymous..."
>And so you do
>It is pretty tasty for not being bacon
>In the middle of eating, both Princesses stand on the other side of the counter
>"Anon... we have to talk."
>Ohboyherewego
>"We took you into our own lives and our own home because we saw a kind being who was lost and far from his own home..."
>"... Ever since you got here in that dimensional incident, we have been supporting you and providing for you, and recently you show no gratitude, seldom show respect for others, and as of recently, disrespect yourself."
"...uh... well..."
>You can't muster up the words
>Instead you take a swig of OJ to try to break the tension building up in you
>Luna interjects
>"This is the third time we have caught you completely 'trashing' yourself and our festivities. have you no respect for us, them, or yourself?"
>You put down your fork and empty glass and finally speak your word...


"Look, I'm sorry... but if I'm at a party, I look to have a good time, and to me a good time involves a fair bit of alcohol, okay?"
>Their demeanor take a downward turn
>Fuck, probably should have kissed their asses
>"That is what we expected... Anon, do you know what we have noticed?" Celestia starts again
>"You being under our care, we gave you the freedom to be responsible for yourself, but you have not shown yourself to be capable of this..."
>Fuck you, I can take care of myself just fine, you stupid sun horse
>"...and we will not tolerate this lack of responsibility any further. It is now we have decided to curb that poor attitude you have about you. Do you think you can just do what you want without consequence? Do you think you are free from responsibility? Is it okay to act so immaturely towards yourself and others"
"Well... no... but..."
>"Exactly. And those who can't be trusted with their own responsibility cannot be trusted to have independence. This is to be your punishment, as you will be under our special care and supervision for the next week."
"So... basically I am grounded for a week? Fine."
>"Not exactly..." Luna interjects again with demeaning tone
>"I am going to be your 'caretaker and supervisor' for this week, and my methods are not like others. They are a bit... unorthodox to say the least, but have proven oh-so effective over the years for little troublemakers like you, Anon."


>'Special' care? Unorthodox?
>You feel a bit uneasy about all this
>Something just doesn't sound right... about... this...
>Your thoughts get a bit slowed, and your eyes start to get heavy again
>Are you just not fully awake yet? No... its been like an hour.
>You can't help but to rest your head on your hands to hold it up
>You are getting way too tired for this, Luna and Celestia start to look slightly fuzzy because you are losing concentration
>"Oh... It looks like it is starting to take effect..."
"What is... taking effect... what did... you.... do....?"
>"Oh just a bit of sleeping serum in your juice this morning. Don't worry, little one. It is just enough to put you out for a few hours."
"L-little... one...?"
>Just then, your mind gives up and your eyelids get too heavy, as your head drops onto the countertop, you drift off into a deep sleep