Chapter 3: Eternal night

Oh shit, I thought to myself, realizing that she was wide awake and as curious as I was. Looking at her she was on all four hooves, looking at me with the straightest poker face I've ever seen. No emotion showing, at all. My heart exploded, mind blown, simultaneously, looking into the eyes of the princess. Pounding her hooves in the ground for the time she was here to the shot of energy that came out of her horn made the dirt come up all the way to the top of her legs. She even got some in her star flowing mane.

"Well…" exclaimed Luna, "Why are you here? Speak at once now, peasant!"

"I…um…" Stuttering myself as I was trying to look for an answer, silence is all I could think of for a second.

"I saw an explosion in the distance, and I came here to see what it was, and found you passed out on a tree." My heart was pounding in suspense, making sure my answer seemed legitimately true. I had to leave out the part where I hid behind a tree because it would have made me look like some creepy stalker.

For a while, she gave me a blank stare, looking like she was processing through her brain to see if what I said was actually true. "I see…is that it?" exclaimed Luna

"After that, I just sat on a rock watching you in case something happened" Couldn't think of anything else to say or she could be able to tell I was fibbing.

"Ah, ok," said Luna with deep consideration, "State your name subject!"

"Ryan Templet. Call me Mr. Crazy if you prefer."

She'd seem to chuckle at the idea that I liked being called Mr. Crazy but I didn't mind one bit. I kind of enjoyed it actually, seeing her face with a smile on it was enough to put a smile on my face.

"Ok ' '. Ahem, I am Princess Luna, ruler of the moon, controller of Equestria, working alongside my sister. That was, until today…"

She'd paused herself to think a bit about what happened today, and how she remembers what happened to her.

"Ungrateful incompetent scum…" She murmured to herself under her breath. She continued, "My big sister, Princess Celestia, banished me here as a punishment because an argument we had about the future of Equestria."

"What was the argument about?" I asked.

"That, Mr. Crazy, is none of your information you should know." exclaimed Luna, filling her voice with tension. Getting angrier, she cringed her face in rage, like she was trying to hide something very important. Trying to turn her attention to something else so she wouldn't go into rage mode, she looked at my brony shirt, amazed at the design and what it said.

"Eternal night, is that what it says?"

I look down at my shirt and see the words Aeterna Nox which meant Eternal night in Latin.

"How did you know?"

"I speak Latin. Tu loquerisne eam quoque?"

"What?" I exclaimed, confused and surprised.

"I was asking if you spoke Latin too, apparently not."

I blushed in embarrassment, hoping she be distracted by something else on my shirt.

She came closer, coming to examine my shirt. I froze in place while she was looking at it, squinting at it to examine the stars surrounding the crescent moon with a dark sun-like glow around it all. She took a look at the faded crown on my shirt and imminently, she look in concern, taking her crown off her head and comparing it side by side with the one on my shirt. The last thing she did was take one last look of the moon on my shirt and compare it with the mark on her flank.

"This shirt, it seems, very similar, to me. How?"

Still frozen in shock, I tell her something quick before I start to stutter.

"I'm a star gazer. I like the sight of space and the glorious creation of the moon."

She looks up to see the moon, brightly shining in the night, full of detail.

"Interesting, your moon looks very similar to ours except for the patterns in it. Does some other pony or creature move the moon and the sun for you peasants?"

"No, it moves on its own, revolving around our world."

"Fascinating…"

Silence filled the empty space for a while, with nothing but crickets and other insects making noise surrounding the forest.

Staring into Luna's face, I could see worry and fear in her eyes, something I haven't seen in a while. I feel kind of bad for her, stuck on this world with horrible things she has never seen- much less experienced. Watching a few episodes of her, she seems like me. Calm, cool, collective, but easily breakable and has a tipping point where you need to reach it to make it fall over and see what anger she can throw at you, but also a side begging for help, guidance, and a hand (or hoof, depending on the way you look at it) to show her the way.

Luna was the first one to break the silence.

"Well, it was a delight meeting you. I guess I'll find my way out of this mess."

At that moment, I felt the need to help but not the courage to ask her to help. I was in a tight spot, one you needed to push with all your strength to get out of. Luckily, I was able to get out of that spot before she spread her wings and flew away.

"Wait! Luna! It's not safe to go alone. I think it's best to come with…"

Suddenly, without warning, she immediately comes up to me as fast as she could with the biggest smile on her face, ramming into me, slamming me to the ground as hard as she could. I felt pain from the fall and happiness from her coming to me at the same time.

She stood up, picked me up with two hooves and yelled in her Royal Canterlot Voice, "OH THANK YOU! THANK YOU! TOGETHER WE WILL MAKE THE BESTEST OF FRIENDS!" She was hugging me with all her might, rubbing her head against my shoulder, her glittery flowing mane in my face, all with a smile on hers.

She put me down after realizing that I wasn't able to breathe for a second, but I didn't care, I was with my favorite pony, having the time I never thought possible. We walked down to my house the rest of the way, about a mile away and for the whole time, she had a smile on her face, leaning against me, looking up to me, when I should be doing the same thing. I took some time to look at her mane then looking up at the stars, and then at my shirt. All I saw was the resemblance, each different, unique, and one of a kind.