Well I don't have an idea so I'm pretty much as in the dark about this story as you are. If you didn't read my first story I drop a lot of songs in my chapters usually when I can't think of what to say.

To lead a better life a need my love to be here…

Here, making each day of the year

Changing my life with the wave of her hand

Nobody can deny that there's something there.

Twilight laughed when he started playing that song.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing it's just, that song sounds so much different than the last time I heard it."

"Well yeah it's a great song; you're probably not use to it sounding so lousy."

"No this is just the first time I've actually liked that song." They both laughed a little.

"It's getting late they're probably wondering where you are."

"Yeah I'd better get going, but I enjoyed singing with you."

"You know if you have time tomorrow the library is temporarily holding the only surviving copy of Ulysses printed prior to its censorship being lifted."

"Well, I kind of shirked my responsibility today, and my friends arrived here earlier so I don't know if I can." But she had the chance to head back to the archives which was an opportunity with a limited life span and, though she wouldn't tell him, she enjoyed Cross's company so it was a very hard offer to refuse.

"But maybe by the afternoon I'll be free, so why don't I meet you there at 4:00."

"Well that sounds good I'll see you then." She walked off and he went back to his guitar.

The sun was dipping low into the horizon and the activity had faded to a low murmur, Twilight made her way towards the west end of the grounds where her room was planning to make an early evening of it. But as she turned the corner a familiar voice caught her from behind.

"There you are Twilight; we've been looking for you all afternoon." It was Rainbow Dash.

"C'mon Pinkie set up a party for our arrival, I honestly thought she'd have run out of new reasons to throw parties by now but I should have known better."

Twilight wasn't in the mood to attend another party, but it would come off as rude to say no so she reluctantly changed course. It was a better scene than the night before, of course that was probably due to Pinkie Pie's influence, and her friends were there which made it tolerable. Rainbow Dash had left and finding herself alone she searched out Pinkie who had the unique ability to amplify the joy in a melancholy situation. She was bouncing alone on a makeshift dance floor that was hosting around thirty people.

"Hey Pinkie Pie, the wedding not for two more days but I guess you couldn't wait to have a celebration."

"Yeah, I was just so excited about getting here and about how great everything looks and I just happened to have my party cannon with me so I decided why wait."

"Hey where's Fitz by the way?"

"He felt sick so he just went up to the room." He was probably trying to get out of the party but Twilight understood she sort of wanted to do the same thing.

She was about to feign a headache or stomach cramp when someone caught her eye, Cross was standing across the room. He was dressed well and for the first time she noticed he was very good looking, he was just standing alone at the far end of the party observantly looking in so she decided to walk over to him.

"Hey Cross."

"Oh, hi Twilight nice to see you again."

"What are you doing here, I didn't expect to see you?"

"Honestly I'm here cause fuck the guard who told me not to come."

"Well I suppose that's one reason for showing if not the most orthodox."

"Do you want to dance?"

"I'm not really a dancer."

"Neither am I." She took his hoof and proceeded to the dance floor where they matched there steps to the light music as well as they could. She was relieved when the next song was slower and she could stay in step, but despite the difficulty they both had with coordination. They had an awkwardly fun time, and after a while she felt tired after a while and put her head on his shoulder still swaying to and fro to the melody.

Luna had long since completed her nightly duty and a brilliant moon hung in the sky close enough to reach out and touch. The party had long since died and Twilights hope for an early placid evening had been shattered, but she didn't mind. A song or two before the music ended when only Pinkie Pie and a handful of others were still present they decided to walk.

"It's cold out tonight, but it sure is worth it to see that moon Princess Luna brought up."

"I think that might be why she's one of the only people I've ever felt close to, something about the moon strikes me right I always write the best when I look up at night. Maybe it's corny but now a days everything bound to be a little clichéd.

"It's not corny if it's what inspires you."

"It doesn't inspire beautiful or not it couldn't."

"Why not?" They had made their way to a bench under a tree and were basking in the moonlight.

"Because the only thing that's really inspiring is people, people are really the only reason to do anything the only thing worth putting any thought into." It was sort of strange that someone who had had so little contact with people thought so highly of them, maybe he was more optimistic than he let on.

"Hey can I ask why you always end your books happily, I mean most of the good authors don't"

"I don't really consider myself one of the good ones, I think it's better to leave sad writing to the ones who know had to write sad. I guess if you really want an explanation it because I don't believe that old tenant that sad stuff if somehow so much deeper than happy things like I said the only thing important is people and what makes people important is all the joy and good things they experience in life, that means a whole lot more than a death or a tragedy. Life is worth more than death and when you write about life it tends to end up happy. Maybe is just so I can imagine something happy away from here."

Twilight did love his books, there was something very passionate and honest about that struck her the right way. His books were something beautiful and he was beautiful because he had put all of himself into words. He meant it when he said he didn't have enough life to put into his work but it had life anyway because rather than put his excess passion in he had put all of himself. She loved his books but now that she had met him she realized that she didn't love the books she loved him and that when she read his work it was nothing but an extension of himself that she had fallen in love with. She was in love with him before she had met that night at the library but she had yet to realize that this was the person she loved or that she loved him at all but she knew now.

"Hey Twilight are you alright you seem a little distant."

"Yes I'm more than alright." She spoke with a very serene voice. "You said you've never seen a starry night before."

"Not one in my recollection."

"Well I'll have to change that, but I might need some help so take my hoof." He took her hoof and in a flash of light they were sitting on a hillside looking up at a crystal clear sky miles away from anyone.

"This…this is incredible those are all the constellations and stories I heard about from the Father O'Conner but I never thought I'd be able to see something like that."

"I'm glad you like it, don't think Princess Luna's job just involves the moon." She smiled at him and leaned in close.

Neither of them knew who the instigator was but they kissed under a starry sky far removed from the world; the moon looked down benevolently and the still quiet was like a warm blanket on a cold night. When they broke away they were surrounded by a blue and purple aura and were back in Twilight's room in Canterlot and Twilight wouldn't have to wake up alone anymore.

Sorry I haven't updated for a while I've been really busy in a good way. Now I have a week to enjoy a California spring break and plenty of time to write.