Alright, next chapter is here! Prepare for exposition, boys, girls, and those in-between! Quite a lot will be explained (again)…
Obligatory Disclaimer: Animaniacs does not belong to me; it belongs to Warner Bros. Entertainment. (But my characters do belong to me! ;) )
Noticing that the scowl was practically plastered on the vampire's face, Yakko grew a smarmy, half-lidded expression. "Y'know, you shouldn't keep that long face. You're gonna end up getting wrinkles."
"Oh, forgive me if I ain't exactly in the best mood right now." Her borrowed voice was dripping with sarcasm.
"And why would that be?"
"'Cuz I'm freaking starving!" she practically screeched, gritting her teeth and balling her hands into fists as the white wings from her previous form flared out from her back. "And you all stopped me from eating."
Now Yakko glowered at her sternly. "Well, sor-ry, but our sister is not on the menu. And neither is our brother."
"So don't even think about goin' for any of us!" Wakko finished.
Luna slightly raised an eyebrow. "As much as I'd like t' say I won't, I'd rather not lie t' you," she said, giving an indifferent shrug. Then an evil, toothy smile appeared on the fake Wakko's lips. "Your sister's blood is jus' too tasty for me t' ignore..."
Her hungry eyes couldn't help but wander over to her most-desired victim, who froze at the eye contact. The adrenaline was just radiating so much from the girl that she practically oozed with sweetness. Such delicious blood touching her taste buds and flowing down her throat… She let out a low growl and saliva began to pool within her mouth.
Dot involuntarily shivered. Yet another vampire was after her blood. She cursed the author for making it so desirable.
Luna let out a sinister snicker at that. Her predatory mind now driven, she continued in a low tone, "Y'know, you should really calm down a bit. If you keep bein' scared like that, it's only gonna make me wanna feed on you even more.." Her eyes glowed a bright blue and she greedily licked her lips at the thought.
Vixie noticed her posture. She was all tensed up and had her hands in a way that implied that she was ready to attack. The fox sharply yanked on her tail with her own, earning a disgruntled growl and a small glare. Knowing that it wasn't a real threat, she didn't back down.
The Warner sister shook off her fear momentarily to glare at the imposter. "Well, you're not gonna be gettin' my blood anytime soon." She then took a step forward and pointed an accusing finger, gaining steam. "You don't have the strength to take on all of us!"
"You wanna bet on that?" her fake brother spat, baring her teeth in a snarl. She spread her wings in a threatening fashion and prepared to advance.
Vixie grabbed her tail once more, causing her to stop. "Auntie…" she warned. "No."
She groaned in displeasure and crossed her arms, murmuring, "Why're you tellin' me what t' do?"
"Because you're being dumb," her niece retorted.
"Vigila.." the vampire whispered in a challenging tone.
"Luna," Vixie said likewise. "Come on."
She snorted stubbornly before she relented, sighing. She then extended a wing to her and covered her with it like a blanket, scooching ever so closer. After a brief period of silence, she glanced at the oldest Warner expectantly. "Well? You said you wanted to ask some questions, so what do you want?"
Yakko opened his mouth to ask the first question, but his brother beat him to the punch. "Can I see your fangs?" he asked. "Like, your real ones?"
Everyone looked at him oddly to which he only shrugged. "I'm curious."
His counterpart raised a somewhat amused eyebrow and, after a moment of contemplation, opened her mouth wide, revealing a pair of prominent canines on each jaw. The top pair were slightly larger than those of the Warners', but were about the same length, while the bottom pair were smaller overall.
Wakko tilted his head and frowned slightly. "I said your real fangs."
"Those are my real fangs, you idiot," Luna snapped, leering at him. "They jus' ain't big, luckily for you."
Disregarding the comment, he couldn't help but eye the bat-like wings on his own image. Curious, Wakko reached a hand before being swatted away by one of them. "Don't touch it," she warned before folding them onto her back, her eyes narrowed again fiercely. "My fangs may be small, but they can still hurtcha."
Dot couldn't help but roll her own eyes. "You can quit with the tough guy act, y'know."
She frowned, redirecting her glare. "Who's actin'? I'm not exactly lyin' about my fangs, girly." She raised her right fist. "I got claws, too!" She unsheathed them with a flex of her hand, but was visibly surprised to see the Warners' black claws instead of her normal whites. "You guys have claws..?" she asked herself. She then proceeded to examine them curiously. "Not bad.."
With a nudge from Vixie, the fake Wakko retracted her claws and folded her arms. "Besides, I don' exactly trust you considerin' the fact that you got this stupid collar on me."
Dot put up her hands in an unconcerned manner. "Hey, blame Ralph—we didn't do anything this time."
"Oh, so you know the one who did put it on me?" Her tail repeatedly flicked in vexation. "That means you're still in cahoots with 'im an' everyone else in this studio."
"Well, listen, you're not really in any place to be fussy like that," Yakko reminded. "You can't do anything to us, so we're not gonna do anything to you. Deal?"
She kept her dirty look at him for a moment before it softened as she averted her eyes. She took another moment to contemplate before she eventually sighed. "Yeah, yeah.." Immediately afterward, however, she lifted her head up to give him another quick glare. "But don't even try nothin'! I can assure you that I am not defenseless. After all..." She then smirked at him defiantly. "...I do still have some of my powers." She waved a hand over herself. "As you can see."
"Yeah, that's definitely odd, to say the least," he remarked, putting his hand to his chin in thought. He then leaned down to the fake Warner's foot to inspect the toon-proof cuff.
Dot peeked over Wakko's protective shoulder. "Does that mean it's defective?" Her voice was laced with disappointment.
"Doesn't look like it," the eldest replied. The restraint did indeed look like any other cuff, no scratches or anything.
"Well, apparently, it's defective enough that I have t' keep usin' this form," Luna muttered.
"So why are you?" the Warner sister asked. "Couldn't you have just shapeshifted into somethin' else other than my brother?"
"I didn' shapeshift int' ya brother," she said pointedly.
"Huh?" all three Warners asked.
"She's using an illusion to look like Wakko," Vixie clarified before suddenly lighting up. "Ooh, ooh, ooh, lemme show you!" She crouched down before jumping in the air, doing a backflip. As she did, her brown eyes glowed and her body glowed purple. Her form began to shift and as she landed, she was an exact copy of Dot. The 'Warner sister' then struck a finishing pose. "Ta-da!" She now spoke with Dot's voice.
The Warners perked up in surprise; she was indeed a completely accurate clone of her. Breaking the silence, Wakko snickered. "Oh, heaven forbid, a second Dottie." Of course, his sister punched in the arm immediately afterward.
Her copycat giggled. "Yeah, we can shapeshift into our own forms, but if we wanna impersonate someone, we don't physically turn into them."
The middle sibling cocked his head to the side, his tongue poking out. "But why'd ya turn int' me? I mean, it's faboo," he briefly complimented, smiling, "but why?"
She shrugged. "I saw you runnin' around, so you were my disguise. Plus, I can't really talk as properly as I want to in the form that I'm in right now."
"But foxy can," Yakko pointed out. "Shouldn't you be the same as her?"
"Remember what I said earlier?" Vixie asked. "I said that this wasn't my true form." She gestured to her aunt. "And she doesn't normally look like a black fox, either. We're really more human than this. Anyway, the point is that we have to learn how to physically talk in any different form we take."
"An' she got the hang of it quicker than I did," Luna added. "I would be speakin' to ya via telepathy, but I can't exactly do that now…"
Yakko's brow furrowed in thought. "And those illusions are all you have, huh?" She turned away from him, her defiant silence giving him his answer. "So that fire that you shot at us was an illusion too.."
The fake Dot nodded. "It's our foxfire. We call it that 'cuz there's a family legend that we inherited our powers from a kitsune."
His eyebrow turned quizzical. "Isn't that one of them demon foxes with nine tails?"
"That's a kyuubi, get it right," Luna spoke up. "Though it wouldn't be too far-fetched since I'm technically a 'demonic creature'," she air-quoted. "but whatever."
He frowned slightly. "Vampires are demons?"
She shrugged. "Vampires are technically a type of demon," she said. "That's what I was always taught, anyway."
Great, so I'm a demon now, too. Hades, better make room for me.
The real Warner sister held up an interjecting finger. "Uh.. not to interrupt this lovely conversation about unholy creatures of the night, but.." She peered at Vixie. "do ya mind if ya switch back, please?" She found it to be super awkward talking to herself like this. (She also didn't notice the small glare that her fake brother gave her.)
Her counterpart apologetically smiled. "Oh, sorry." Her eyes briefly flashed her natural brown color, and the purple aura shimmered at her head, traveling down to her feet. As the aura disappeared, the original form of the fox returned. "But back t' the foxfire. You guys didn't feel the burn for long, right?" she asked, concerned.
It was true. He found it weird how he felt such a strong, but real, pain for only a few seconds. "No.." Yakko answered slowly. "But it still hurt." His brother bobbed his head up and down in agreement.
"That's the whole point of an illusion," the disguised vampire said. "Duh." Her lips turned upward into a proud smirk as she looked to her niece surreptitiously. "Ya hear that, Vix? Sounds like my foxfire's gotten better."
She smiled sheepishly. "Heh, heh, not the time, Ti-ti."
She rolled her eyes amusedly before facing the toons again. "I wasn' tryin' t' really hurt you, though. Really." Her tone (and expression) was slightly downcast, but genuine.
"Got a funny way of showin' it," Dot dryly commented.
"I don' think straight when I'm hungry, okay?!" she exclaimed exasperatedly, wings flaring open again before she quickly calmed herself down with a sigh. "I jus' wanted t' stall you long enough so I could feed."
Despite himself, Yakko could feel his sympathy for her grow. Her quiet tone made her sound so defeated. Remembering his own plight turned a bit of his sympathy into empathy. "You need to feed that badly, huh?" he asked luringly.
"What part of 'starving' do you not understand?" she quickly snapped. Almost as if on cue, a tiny rumble was heard, causing her to wince and hold her stomach. After letting the pain settle, she released a shaky sigh. "Let me tell ya somethin'," she began softly. "A vampire's hunger is so much more different from a mortal's. It's like a constantly consuming void that only blood can satisfy. An' the longer you go without it, the more deranged you become."
Before she could continue, the rumble transformed into a louder growl, eliciting a whine from her mouth. Within a couple seconds, she could feel her body eating away at itself and she collapsed to the floor, clutching her stomach. She shut her eyes tightly and began to whimper, immediately inciting worry from her niece. She could feel it from the moment the hunger pang started; her ability to keep up the illusion was fading fast. Sure enough, the purple aura washed away the Warner disguise, leaving the black fox to lie on the floor in pain, breathing heavily in-between whimpers, causing her niece to come to her side and nuzzle her cheek.
Despite the hostility, the siblings couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for the vampire. The image of the middle Warner in pain was hard to see for any of them, but it was harder for Yakko. It was an all too familiar sight.
"..Auntie," the golden vixen softly called out. "I know you wouldn' like it, but you could feed on—"
Immediately, the vampire sharply barked out what sounded like a "no" and shook her head. "But you need it!" Vixie argued.
Yakko froze. Now it was very familiar, almost unsettlingly so.
Luna continued to shake her head, letting out protesting murmurs. Weakly, she assumed her Wakko disguise again. "I'd never feed on you. Ever." A hint of a smirk appeared on her lips. "'Sides, you never smelled that appetizing to me."
Her niece looked unconvinced. She tiredly raised a hand and caressed her face. "Look, kiddo. I can last for at least another couple hours. If I really need to, then I will."
A moment of silence passed between aunt and niece before Vixie let out a conceding whine as she nuzzled her once more, allowing a serene, fanged smile to come to the fake Wakko's face. Oh, what would she do without her?
Her true counterpart had been watching with pity. He peered at his siblings. "Maybe we should feed her..?" he asked quietly.
"Wakko!" his sister exclaimed in a protesting tone.
"Look at 'er!" he hissed, gesturing to the vampire. "She's in pain! There's gotta be somethin' we could do!"
Exhaustedly, her ear flicked in his direction and she looked at him with a half-lidded expression. "Sure, mind lettin' me feed on your sister?"
He slowly glanced at Dot, who proceeded to jab an elbow into him for even considering the thought.
She shrugged as much as her tired body allowed her. "Worth a shot." She broke away from her embrace with Vixie and turned her attention back to the Warners. "But.. do you happen to have an orange with ya?"
The true middle Warner took out said fruit out of his hammerspace. Not exactly caring to know how he seemingly pulled it out of thin air, she gladly accepted it before her face dropped a bit. "Can you peel it?" she asked meekly.
He did so and gave it back to her. "Thank you." She then proceeded to sink her pointed teeth into the fruit as she began to chew on it whole. Seeing the toons' confused expressions in the corner of her eye, she paused and gave them a level stare. "If you don' wan' me t' feed on your sister, then this is the best thing that's gonna stop me from doin' it."
Gah, she wanted to eat her so badly. She was right there…! But yet, she wasn't allowed to indulge herself. Oh, how cruel it was to be taunted like this.
"Well, tough luck!" Dot bit back. "Let's get one thing straight here. There's only one vampire in the world that can feed on me and it's not you!"
"Would it happen to be your big brother here?"
The siblings visibly became more rigid, their eyes shrinking in surprise. She smirked at their reactions. "So I was right. You're a vampire too."
"How'd you know?" Wakko asked without thinking, earning an annoyed glare from Dot.
"Every supernatural creature has a certain type a' aura," she explained. "An' I've been feelin' somethin' for a while now. But for some reason, it don't seem like much from you."
Yakko remained silent before he scratched the back of his head. "..Might be 'cause I've only been one for about a month."
Luna's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Really?" she said, slowly standing back up. "Lemme see your fangs."
At that, she noticed his immediate, hesitant reaction. He had stiffened slightly and glanced at his siblings as if asking for reassurance. She held up a hand, shaking her head. "Never mind, actually. I can tell you're not comfortable with that. I get it. S' interestin', though." She flapped her wings and hovered in the air, observing him every which way. "I never met a turned vampire before."
The vampiric Warner couldn't help but quirk an amused eyebrow. "So judgin' by your reaction, I'm gonna assume you're not the one who did this to me."
Her eyes widened in a mixture of shock and surprise before she landed back on the ground. "Turned you? Oh, no. I ain't got the venom in my fangs to convert ya." She pointed to said fangs to demonstrate. "I'd never want t' do that t' anyone, anyway."
"What, you actually have morals?" Dot asked sarcastically.
She almost immediately regretted it when the vampire gave her a glare. "Yes," she hissed again. "I do." She didn't like where that comment was going. "Listen, I dunno what you think, but lemme get one thing straight: not all vampires are evil. We're jus' tryin' to survive," she said in a stressed tone before turning to the oldest. "You realize that now, don't you?"
He shifted uneasily. "Yeah.. it's not pleasant."
She gave a pointed nod. "Exactly. An' I know better than anyone here that bein' a vampire ain't the best thing in the world."
"Is it the whole blood drinkin' thing?"
"Oh, no, the blood is one of the best parts," she happily said. "I mean, yeah, it kinda sucks that I'm dependent on it, but at least it's delicious." She briefly smiled blissfully. In the back of his head, Yakko almost shared her sentiment.
But the smile quickly dropped into seriousness. "But no. It's all the fear an' suspicion you get." She glanced, lightly gesturing at them with a raised eyebrow. "Case in point."
The Warner sister put her hands to her hips in an annoyed manner. "You tried to eat me!"
"Because your blood was appealing to me and I'm starving," Luna retorted in a deadpan tone, rolling her eyes. How many times did she have to say that? She shook her head, dismissing it. "Whatever—not gonna argue 'bout that anymore. Point is, everyone thinks you're a threat, even though you're jus' tryin' t' live your life." Her serious features shifted into something more somber. "I mean.. the fear is fine when you want people t' be scared, but other than that.." She sighed. "It sucks, man. An' when you're a halfling, it's even worse."
That one word made the Warners' heads tilt. Halfling? Did that mean…?
"Wait a sec," Yakko started. "You're half vampire?"
She shot him a tiny smirk. "Half-vampire, halfling, dhampir—take your pick because I am all of the above. Surprised?"
The possibility of a half-breed wasn't particularly a stretch, but the revelation still left him (and his siblings) stunned. "How? You can get turned into a half-vampire?"
"Nah, don't be silly," she answered, waving a hand. "You can only be born a half-vampire, like me. An' it's all thanks to a full-blooded vampire mother an' a fully mortal father."
Dot continued to keep a raised eyebrow as she shifted attention to Vixie. "Then what does that make you?"
She smiled, chirping, "I'm mortal! Well, if you wanna be technical, I'm one-fourth vampire..? I think..?" she trailed off, looking to Luna for confirmation, to which she nodded.
"Her mom was my sister and she was technically half vampire too, but she didn't need to feed on blood, so she was classified as a mortal," she clarified.
Yakko raised an eyebrow, a certain query on his mind. "Wait a minute, where's your sister then? Shouldn't she be around if foxy's her kid?"
"She's dead."
Those two words from the fake Warner's mouth practically put the toons into shock, or at least stunned silence. The way how she said something like that so coldly… About a sibling, no less.
Their expressions were enough to make the disguised fox feel some semblance of guilt. "Sorry, but that's how it is, an' I don't wanna talk about it."
The Warners frowned. They couldn't help but wonder, but they decided to not press on. They knew all too well about how devastating it would be to lose a sibling. "Right. Sorry," the eldest apologized.
Despite herself, she felt comforted at his genuine tone. "It's fine. You didn' know."
She had been looking away from everyone else when she felt a tear build up in her eyes. As she fluttered it away to the best of her ability, the speck of yellow from her niece's fur appeared in the corner of her eyes. She turned her head to see her gaze at her concernedly and another small smile appeared on her lips. "Besides.. I got this little annoyance to keep me company."
"Hey!" Vixie protested indignantly, though the smile on her face told that it was not genuine. "If you weren't weak enough, I would'a started bitin' on your ear for that."
Luna rolled her eyes. "As if you need a reason."
The golden kit made a fake snap at her aunt's face, to which she snapped back much more boldly before letting out a little hiss. The younger retaliated with a headbutt to her side, and Luna leaned her head to hers, touching foreheads as they playfully growled at each other.
Seeing their little horseplay caused the oldest Warner to grin. "So, Luna," he enunciated, getting her attention. "just so we're clear, let's recap what happened." She nodded, permitting him to continue. "You and foxy were on a tour of the lot with your old man, and you separated to go to the restroom. That's where our dear buddy Ralph got you with the cuff and you ran away into hiding. All the while, you're starving and haven't had anything to feed on, so you ended up attacking our sister. Did I miss anything?"
She paused for a moment to think before shaking her head. "Nope, that's how it went."
He smiled. "Then it seems like your story checks out. So foxy here was tellin' the truth about you bein' a good person."
Vixie beamed. "I tolja! My auntie's the best!" She nuzzled against her side once more.
The disguised fox allowed a warm grin to appear on her face, almost blushing. "That's a bit too high of a pedestal for me, kiddo," she murmured.
Yakko's smile grew. "And my sibs and I don't have to put you on the 'special friends' list?"
At that, Luna raised an eyebrow confusedly. She peered at her niece for an answer only for her to shrug her shoulders in equal cluelessness. "Sure…?"
"It's settled, then. Let's get that cuff off of you first."
"What?!" Dot objected. "Yakko, did you, by any chance, forget the fact that that vampire tried to eat me?!"
"No, sister sibling, I did not," he coolly replied, giving a half-lidded glance to the culprit, who only shrugged. "But she couldn't help it. I couldn't help it, either. What makes her any different from me?"
He noticed a change to the look on her face, telling him that she knew he had a point, but she didn't want to admit it. "Besides, if we want her outta here faster, then it's best we help them out," he appeased.
The Warner sister visibly changed her tune and let a big grin spread on her muzzle. "Okay!"
"Thanks," Luna sarcastically drawled with a slight frown.
"Anytime," Yakko replied. "Now off, to Plotz's!"
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Plotz's office
Plotz sat at his desk, attending to business, although not at as much ease as he wanted to be. Great. I can't think straight when that vampire's still running around here. He sighed. This is not what this company needs right now…
To anyone with any common sense, it was surprising just how much precaution the usually rude and callous CEO of Warner Bros. took after the vampire attack. He was one of the people from the Animaniacs cast who was the most shook up about it other than the Warners. It almost seemed like he cared about those little annoyances.
"Hiya, Plotzy!"
He yelled, startled by the three uncomfortably familiar voices. Speak of the devil, I suppose…
He prepared to yell at them as usual, until he saw his audience. In front of his desk, he saw the Warners and two foxes. Upon further inspection, he saw the toon cuff around the black one's leg.
The CEO brightened up. "Oh, good, you've caught the vampire. Now we can get it out of here."
"Ah, ah, ah, not so fast, Thad," Yakko warned, wagging his finger. "See, the thing is, little Luna here hadn't done anything wrong."
The stout man arched an eyebrow. "So what you're saying is she's not the vampire that converted you?"
Wakko shook his head. "Nope. She was just on a tour of the lot with her niece and her dad."
"You don't hafta worry about her hurting anyone," Dot said. "She's actually not that bad; who knew?" The CEO was very surprised to hear the Warner sister at the vampire's defense, even if she didn't sound too happy about it.
"Long story short, I think we all overreacted," the eldest concluded. "So we think it'd be good if you could take off the cuff."
Plotz saw the look on Luna's face. She looked and constantly shifted around uncomfortably. He slightly cringed, thinking of the implications.
"Er, I suppose we were being a bit too rash," he reasoned. Plus, I really don't want any potential lawsuits knowing we essentially assaulted an innocent child. "Very well."
He took out an electronic key from one of his drawers. He walked over to her and placed the key on the cuff. The cuff's creases glowed and the restraint made a confirmation-like sound, and he took it off.
Luna eagerly shook off her leg to release the pressure of the cuff. She smiled widely, slightly prancing around, before stretching her body every which way.
"Oy, finally! That thing was starting to hurt."
Everyone in the room (sans Vixie) jumped at the voice, especially Plotz. The Warners heard the same voice that came out of her mouth, but it was much more clearer than before. Now, they also noted the more tomboyish tone compared to her niece's.
She took notice of everyone's reaction, chuckling at Plotz's. "Guess that means my powers are back," she remarked.
"Apologies about this entire incident," the stout man said curtly. "You are free to go, young lady—" He stopped himself. "Oh, right, there's still the matter of your father. Not to worry; he contacted one of the personnel in charge of your tour and has been waiting here since." He headed towards the door. "I'll get him here so you can be on your way," he said, before exiting the room.
A brief pause followed before the eldest sibling perked up in realization. "Wait.. whose dad is he?"
"Both of ours," Vixie answered.
"But you two are aunt and niece."
"Uh-huh." "Yeah." they replied.
"How does that work?"
At that moment, Plotz came back into the room with another male, saying "Right this way, Mr. Zen, sir.". He was a green, anthropomorphic hedgehog with purple eyes and tan skin. His attire consisted of a dark purple vest, black fingerless gloves, and stylized two-tone blue shoes with black tongues. He immediately saw the two foxes and broke out into a smile.
Both of the foxes visibly perked up. "Daddy!" "Daddy!" they yipped happily. They quickly ran over to him and literally climbed up him like a skyscraper, both taking their seats on either of his shoulders as they nuzzled against him.
"Girls!" he exclaimed. His voice was somewhat fruity; he was clearly an adult, but he still sounded quite young. "Thank goodness you're alright."
The vampiric fox looked back to the Warners. "Adopted," she quickly explained.
"Moony, did you end up getting into trouble again?" He asked, turning to Luna.
"Hey, it wasn' my fault!" she defended herself. "The studio thought I was dangerous for some reason, so they jus' slapped a collar on me that couldn' let me use my powers!"
At that, her father glanced at the CEO. Plotz felt himself shrink a little and laughed nervously at the green hedgehog's level glare.
"Oh, Daddy, it's okay," Vixie assured. "We met these guys and they convinced him that Luna's not bad." She indicated to the siblings.
The green hedgehog slightly raised an inquisitive eyebrow at her. "Is that so?" He warmly smiled at the ones she gestured to. "Then in that case, thanks, kiddos." The Warners smiled back.
He then narrowed his gaze at Plotz and crossed his arms. "And as for you, sir," he stressed. "I suppose I'll let it slide and give a benefit of the doubt." He then turned around and started walking to the door. "Alright, girls, let's go home," he sighed.
Luna turned her head around and flashed a genuine smile at the Warners. "Thanks for everything." Her smile then turned mischievous. "See ya around."
Vixie waved to them. "Bye!" And with that, the family left the room.
A quick silence passed as the siblings had a small moment of reflection at what had occurred. Afterward, Yakko pulled his siblings into a huddle with a knowing smile. "Well, sibs, now that that's outta the way, I think we should prepare for tonight."
Ahh, that was better. Yeah, Luna's not always the easiest person to get along with, but just wait 'til ya get to know her. :)
But we're not done yet! Until next time! ;)