Chapter 39: Moonlight

"Ugh… My head…" Nightmare Moon sat up, rubbing at her forehead. What on earth had the human and Changeling done to her? She had never seen such a spell ever cast. Despite all she had done, the two of them had managed to complete whatever it was, with the help of all their so called friends. The word made her scowl. She had no need for friends. She was powerful on her own—what need had she of someone else?

She looked around at her surroundings. She sat on a simple bed on a grassy hill, overlooking massive violet flowers that hung low against the backdrop of a gentle night. It was a familiar sight. "Familiar, right?"

She turned her head sharply to the voice. Her eyes narrowed sharply. "…What are you doing here?"

Luna approached her, clad in a light, cerulean dress that flowed behind her like a soft river. The shorter Princess of the Night smiled softly as she approached her other half. "This is our Dreamscape. Of course I'm here."

"But I destroyed you."

Luna turned slightly. "…Care to walk with me?"

Nightmare Moon stared at her for a long time, inwardly debating her options. She sighed. "…I suppose I have no choice."

She got up from the bed, finding herself in a long dress of the purest midnight black. She looked over at Luna, the obvious question not needing to be spoken. The shorter woman shrugged. "You appear as you want to."

They walked then, taking a stone path away from the flowers. There was silence between them as the scenery changed from a nightscape to an open field under a starry sky. Nightmare Moon scowled. "Will you not answer my question?"

"Why were you able to come back?"

The tall woman's scowl deepened. "Are you deflecting my question?"

"No. If you answer mine, you'll figure it out."

"…I cannot be truly destroyed. I am half of you—therefore, as long as you exist—"

"You exist," Luna finished. "And vice versa."

"So I cannot kill you. I am still the stronger half."

"For now. But from my perspective, I am the stronger half."

"And how is that? You surrendered control to your body the moment you thought Tyr abandoned you!"

Luna bit her lip. "…That is true."

"And how are you stronger than me?"

"…Look." She turned and gestured to the ground nearby. Nightmare Moon looked and found Tyr there, asleep. Curled up against his side was Chrys.

"He is here?" Nightmare Moon scowled. "Of course, even in his dreams he is with another woman."

"You know Chrysalis is different," Luna admonished. Nightmare simply scoffed. "...That isn't what I wanted to bring up."

"Then what? Speak now. I have little patience for this."

"He is the reason I am stronger," Luna said shortly.

Nightmare Moon looked at her in surprise. "How? Your dependence on this man has lost you control!"

"Because I placed my trust in him," Luna said, looking down at the sleeping Tyr. A loving smile crossed her face. "I only succumbed to you because my own will was weak. I did not trust myself when he was gone. I thought less of myself, when in truth I only had to wait for him to come to me. And come to me he did."

"And what does that matter now?" Nightmare Moon narrowed her eyes. "Planning to take control from me again?"

"Not particularly. But I trust this man with my life."

"And that matters to me?"

"He fought to save both of us," Luna pointed out. "He defied all of our friends—"

"Your friends."

"…Our friends in order to save us both. He was willing to sacrifice everything to save us. He was willing to suffer so much pain… for us."

"He is a fool then."

"He is, isn't he?" Luna agreed fondly. "But we love him."

"I do not love him," Nightmare Moon snapped. Luna simply smiled at her belligerent half and shook her head.

"You do. You didn't attempt to kill him at all in that battle."

"I…!" She trailed off. Truth be told, she had attempted to not harm the human during the battle, focusing instead on the Equestrians. But she was only eliminating the real threat, correct? Tyr posed no actual threat to her, plus he himself was not trying to kill her… She shook her head. "He wasn't a threat."

"Truly? That Hydra was quite impressive. If he had been at full strength, perhaps it would have been more… worrisome."

"So he has potential. I wanted to exploit it."

Luna looked down at the sleeping Tyr again. "He has so much potential, doesn't he? And he chose us to love."

"He chose you." Nightmare Moon looked away. "He does not love me."

"And that is where you are wrong. We are one and the same, Nightmare Moon. I am you, and you are me. We cannot exist without one another, and it is foolishness to try."

"So what are you saying?"

"I have learned something from Tyr. I have to learn to love myself. All of myself." Luna fixed her darker half with her eyes. The two pairs of cerulean blue did not blink. "I tried to cut you out of my heart a long time ago, Nightmare Moon, and that was where I was in error. I never accepted you as me. You were my rage, my anger, my hatred… my jealousy. And I refused you."

"And you made me stronger!" Nightmare Moon laughed. "I became what you could not—powerful!"

"And I experienced what you did not," Luna countered. "Love. Togetherness. Sisterhood." She touched her stomach lightly. "…Motherhood."

There was a bit of hesitation in the reply. "I-I do not need any of those!"

"Then why are you crying?"

Nightmare Moon blinked. With slow movements, she reached up to touch at her cheeks. She was shocked to find they were wet. "…I…I am crying. Why am I crying?"

"Because you feel the loss," Luna told her, her own eyes tearing up. "You feel what you are missing, just as I do."

"I…! I don't need it!" She protested, wiping furiously at her eyes. "I don't need compassion, or anything like that!"

"Yes, we do." Luna took hold of Nightmare Moon's hands. She was relieved when she didn't pull away. "We need to be one. To share what we are, to be one person again. Not 'Princess Luna' or 'Nightmare Moon'. Just… Moony."

"…I hate that nickname."

"It is silly, isn't it?" Luna giggled softly. "Perhaps we should ask him to change it then? Perhaps simply Moon would suit us better?"

Nightmare Moon frowned. "Are you mocking me?"

"No, of course not. I thought… we might like it better."

"…I do." Nightmare Moon pulled away then, hugging herself tightly as she turned away. "…I hate you."

Luna didn't look surprised or disappointed. She simply stepped forward and wrapped the other woman in her arms. "…I love you."

"I hate you."

"I love you."

"I hate you."

"I love you."

"I hate him."

"I love him."

"I hate them."

"I love them."

"I don't want to be us."

"I want to be us."

Nightmare Moon buried her face in her arms and wept. "I hate us."

Luna pressed her own teary face into Nightmare Moon's shoulder. "I love us."

"I want to be loved," The dark Princess admitted.

"I want to hate," the Princess of the Night declared. Their voices mixed as one as they whispered one last plea to the still field.

Princess Luna spoke. "I don't want to be alone." Nightmare Moon said.

A soft voice replied, and a strong pair of arms wrapped around them.

"You're not alone, love," Tyr told her, pulling both of them into his embrace. "Not anymore."

They were enveloped in a soft light, and the only thing Tyr felt was a pair of lips kissing either cheek. He felt his sleeping consciousness fade away as he fell back to his resting spot on the grass. There was a soft giggle behind him. "He is quite the impressive man, isn't he?"

"I suppose so. I will need to learn more about him, won't I?"

"We will have plenty of time. And we also have to learn about ourselves again, won't we?"

"That is something I will be looking forward to."

"What happens now?"

"Well… I suppose we wake up."

"…I'm scared."

"Don't worry. We have each other now. And… him."

"Our Prince."

"Our Beloved."

Together, the voices spoke one last time as the dream unraveled and began to fade away. It was loving and hateful, compassionate and cynical all at the same time, but the affection was clear. "I love you, Tyr."

-x-

Luna opened her eyes slowly, confused as she found herself looking at a familiar hospital ceiling. It was the hospital she had just recently been in, although for the majority of her time she had been simply looking through her own eyes as someone else drove. But now, there was silence. No voice in her mind claiming to know what was a better course of action for her. The Princess of Dreams was alone in her own mind. Her mind was at peace for once, although she felt stronger emotions swirling around in her. Anger. Jealousy. Selfishness. Things she had repressed and never felt this strongly. But there was also the feeling of wholeness she now had. She was herself again, not two minds fighting for control.

It was comforting.

She rolled over to one side and found herself face to face with Nightmare Moon. Or, not Nightmare Moon. She flung away her blanket and sat up. The mirror on the wall was reflecting the image of a very beautiful woman, one with opaque almost night black hair streaked with midnight sky blue that ran almost to her knees. Her body was slender and lithe, with gentle curves travelling from her shoulders to her hips to her legs. She was pleasantly surprised to discover her bust size had increased, if only a small bit. Her body, on the whole, was now a cross between her shorter form and the tall beauty that Nightmare Moon had created. She smiled softly. No, this body was no combination. It was simply her. She tested her magic then, letting it ripple and flow from her core to her fingertips. There was no blockage, no limit now, and she had full control over her magic, which was now a much darker hue than before. But what mattered is that it was hers, all hers. Her smile grew.

"Good morning, Moony."

She turned quickly, hair whipping about to cover one eye. She found Tyr looking up at her from a leaning position on her bed, a small smile on his face. He was covered in scars and bandages, but as always, that gentle smile was on his face. Without thinking very hard on it she moved back closer to him, leaned down, and kissed him. They held the kiss for a long minute before breaking apart. She gave him a happy, yet breathless smile. "…Good morning, beloved."

"What was that all about, Moony?"

"I hate that nickname," She said suddenly, before she could catch herself. Tyr stared at her in shock as she covered her mouth in surprise. "Uh… beloved, I did not mean—"

"It's okay," Tyr said, laughing lightly. "You would probably rather I called you Moon, right?"

"I… Yes. Please do."

"Then I will do so."

"And the kiss…" Luna reached up to touch her lips. "I suppose it was long overdue."

"Tell me about it," Tyr growled, jumping up onto the bed. He pulled Luna to him, one hand reaching up to run through her hair. "…Christ your hair feels amazing."

She pressed up closer to him, only an inch of space between their faces. "Anything else feel amazing, my love?"

With a knowing smirk, he wrapped his arms around her, the still smaller woman folding neatly into his embrace. "All of you," He told her, kissing her. He wasn't just saying it—his beloved princess was back in his arms again, and that in and of itself was wonderful. She returned the kiss just as eagerly, arms sliding around his neck. Their mouths opened instantly, letting their tongues free to intertwine. She didn't want this to end and didn't want to let him go. It felt like it had been years since she had last kissed him, and it was a show of affection long overdue. As they proceeded to speak in a language only couples could, they heard the sound of someone softly clearing their throat from the door. Luna held up a hand in that direction, ordering whoever it was to wait one moment. She didn't break the embrace for a minute longer, until whoever their visitor was cleared their throat again. Luna let go of Tyr and turned her head as her newly revitalized anger sprang up.

"Can you not take a hint!?" She snapped.

Celestia took a step into the room. "Oh, I can. I just wanted to know if you two were about to try your hand at having another child."

"Oh!" Luna's anger went away almost instantly, replaced by surprise and embarrassment. "T-Tia! I didn't know it was you sister, I apologize…"

"It's quite alright, Lulu. Although… you both may need to wipe your mouths."

Tyr and Luna glanced at one another, noticing the thin strands of saliva that still trailed between them. They hurried and wiped their mouths with sheepish grins on their faces. "Right…" Tyr said, chuckling.

Celestia entered the room as Tyr and Luna released one another, the couple sitting back on the bed. The Princess of the Sun gave her sister an appreciative look over. "You look much different, Lulu."

"I was just…" Tyr thought for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "Noticing that myself."

"I suppose you had your hands full then." Celestia chuckled softly as Tyr looked away, embarrassed. She turned back to her sister, her smile fading. With one hand, she reached out to touch Luna's face. The moment their skin touched, she smiled warmly. "…You've finally made peace with yourself."

Luna blinked twice. "Tia…?"

"I noticed you were not… all yourself when the Elements of Harmony banished Nightmare Moon and you returned. My sister had come back, but I had not gotten back Luna. And now… I see you have regained all your emotions in their full capacity."

"For good or ill," Luna said with a sigh. "Although the fact my emotions are so… quick to respond bothers me a little."

"It'll pass in time," Tyr assured her, putting an arm around her shoulders. "And I'll be with you the whole way."

"As will I and all your friends," Celestia agreed. She glanced to the door.

"Speaking of friends," Tyr said quietly. "Trixie… is she alright?"

"She was lucky. Cadance's help managed to keep her alive long enough for her to get proper medical help. She'll live but… well she'll need plenty of care for that to happen."

"Well… at least she's alive," Tyr sighed.

Almost on cue, the door burst open and in rushed everyone, from Twilight and the girls to Grace and Chrys. Only Ace and Flash hung back, near the door. "Oh, you're both okay!" Grace said, embracing them both. Chrys came up behind them and did the same.

"You worried me overmuch, Master," She complained, resting her head against his. "…don't do that."

"We're sorry, both of you," Luna said, hugging them back.

"Me too!" Sherry complained, jumping onto the bed. She looked like she was trying to stay strong, but she broke into tears. "I was so scared…!"

Luna pulled free of Chrys and Grace so that she could properly hold Sherry in her arms. "I'm so sorry, little one. I didn't want to scare you. I promise I will do my best to not do it again."

"…Thanks mom." She glanced over at Tyr. "Same goes for you dad!"

Tyr chuckled. "Okay, okay."

"Are you guys better now?" Fluttershy asked softly. "The injuries you got must have been pretty bad…"

"Well, I do feel pretty beat up, but I'll live as usual," Tyr replied, looking over his arms. They were pretty heavily bandaged, and were a bit sore, as was the rest of his body. Getting that close to someone of Luna's magical power had been tantamount to suicide. Surviving that maelstrom was nothing but luck.

"You sure did take a lot of punishment…" Rainbow muttered, not completely sure what else to say. None of her other five friends did either. The room fell into an awkward silence, with everyone just looking at each other. No one wanted to speak for a while, so Luna finally said something.

"Everyone… you do not have to act so reserved around me."

"It's not that, Princess Luna," Twilight said after a moment. "The girls and I… we were fully prepared to use the Rainbow Power to destroy Nightmare Moon. If it wasn't for Tyr… we might have killed you."

"Tyr really was quite valiant then, darling," Rarity added. "He even attacked us so we wouldn't harm you."

"That explains this then," Chrys murmured, lifting up Tyr's necklace. It was still around his neck, but instead of the six charms that used to be there, a single charm now hung. It was a silver shield with a translucent center that glowed bright silver. A band of six colors was striped diagonally along the corner: Blue, White, Pink, Violet, Yellow, and Orange. A dark blue gem sat in the center. Twilight blinked in shock.

"That… I can feel the magic coming off of it!" She moved closer to see. "It's the same as… as the power of the Elements!"

"An Element?" Celestia moved closer. "Yes… I can see it. Or feel it, in this case."

"What does that mean then?" Pinkie asked. "Tyr has an Element now?"

"I guess that would be about right, sugarcube," Applejack said with a low whistle.

"What does it signify then?" Grace asked.

"Valor," Chrys murmured. She looked around the room, meeting the shocked gazes from the others. She shrugged. "At least, that would be my guess."

"The Element of Valor…" Luna smiled at Tyr. "That fits you, beloved."

The man chuckled. "I suppose it does. "

"Tyr even gained an Element…" Twilight sat down hard in a chair. "We really were in the wrong, weren't we?"

"You all were doing what you thought was right," Tyr said, smiling at her. "There's nothing wrong in that. And speaking of doing what we thought was right…"

He got up, extricating himself from Chrys and Grace and walking the short distance to where the other two Knights stood. Shining was with them, having come in late, but he backed off upon meeting Tyr's gaze. Neither Ace or Flash met his gaze. The tension in the room grew thicker almost perceptively. "…Anything either of you want to say?" Tyr asked quietly.

"Nope," Ace said, looking up at him.

"I don't regret a thing," Flash offered. Tyr stared him in the eye for what seemed like eternity. And then suddenly, punched him right in the jaw. The unexpected blow sent Flash reeling to the floor and a collective gasp from the room.

"Holy crap!" Rainbow exclaimed.

Twilight cried out. "Flash!"

"Tyr, what in tarnation—!" Applejack began, but she cut off as Tyr held a hand out to the fallen knight.

"Call me a traitor again and I swear I'll leave broken bones," Tyr said quietly and firmly. There was no humor in his voice, and his tone was deathly calm. His eyes narrowed, glowing a fearsome argent. "I consider you a friend, Flash, but I will not let anyone question my loyalty. Is that clear?"

Flash stared up at him for a moment, massaging his injured jaw. After a bit of internal debate, he took the offered hand. "…Crystal," He replied, letting Tyr help him up. "…Damn man. You hit like Applejack."

"What's that supposed ta mean!?" Applejack snapped.

"I put some magic behind it," Tyr admitted, clasping Flash's hand in renewed comradery.

Twilight breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank Celestia that's over and done with…"

"What, I don't get hit?" Ace asked.

Tyr raised an eyebrow. "You want me to hit you?"

He glanced over at Flash who was still rubbing his jaw. "…on second thought, I'd like to eat solid food today. I'm good."

"Good choice," Grace said, giggling.

"So, one last thing," Celestia said. She looked over at Sherry. "Sherry. Your friend from earlier. Where has she gone?"

"She was with us not too long ago…" She trailed off as a familiar grin came walking around the corner into the room.

"Well, hello everyone!" Jehu said, smiling like a Cheshire cat. Hope trailed in his wake. "Oh wow, it's like a party in here!"

"Oh you're right!" Pinkie squealed. "I should have brought hats!"

"I got some," Jehu said, snapping his fingers. A pair of party hats appeared on his and Pinkie's heads. The pink haired woman squealed in delight.

"Score!"

"What in the world…?" Twilight murmured. "How did you do that?"

"I'm magic, darling," Jehu said, his voice taking on an almost spot on male version of Rarity's voice.

"I sound like that?" Rarity asked, looking at her friends. The majority of them nodded.

Celestia frowned at the sudden arrival of the Chaos Mage. "I had not expected you here, Jehu. Why have you come?"

"Oh, whenever big stuff goes down, I tend to be in the vicinity," Jehu said, leading Hope over to a chair. The pale girl sat in it without being told. Another snap of his fingers, and another chair appeared for him. "Now, as I'm sure you're all assuming I know something about all of this…"

"That would be my first guess, seeing as you showed up at the right time," Luna said.

"Well, you'd be wrong this time," Jehu said, sitting. "I'm actually here for some answers of my own."

"You? Looking for answers?" Applejack murmured in surprise. "Y'all seem like the type to have answers already."

"Normally, you would be correct in thinking that." His eyes fell on Sherry. "…You unlocked the cube."

Sherry blinked in surprise. "Um… yes. But what did you want to know?"

"Where did she come from?" Jehu pointed over at Hope. Celestia and Luna nodded.

"A fair question," Celestia said, looking to Sherry. "No other Alicorns besides myself, my sister, Cadance, and Twilight exist. Yet you now have both wings and unicorn magic. And she does as well. Care to explain?"

"Well, it's easier to explain what happened to me than how Hope is, but I'll do my best. The Cube gave me the power of an Alicorn somehow, and I assume it's to do with Chaos Magic. And for Hope… well…"

"Go on, Sherry," Luna said. "Tell us."

"Princess Celestia, did Mr. Jehu tell you about the spell he attempted?"

Celestia nodded. "Yes, the spell that ultimately caused the Merge."

"HE caused the Merge?" Rainbow exclaimed. "What the hell!?"

"It was unintentional, and I'm dealing with the guilt every day," Jehu said dryly. His tone of voice caught the rainbow haired girl off guard, and she closed her mouth hastily. Jehu didn't seem to be in the mood for criticism at the moment. He nodded to Sherry. "Go ahead and finish."

"All the parts of ponies that didn't make it… were stored in the Rubrik. They were combined together—earth ponies, unicorns, pegasii—and fused into one being. That fusion created who you see now: De Luz Esperanza, an Alicorn."

"The Light of Hope," Cadance whispered.

"Hope… Nickname," Hope said slowly, picking that moment to speak. "Friend… give. Sherry!"

"Why does she talk like that?" Applebloom asked, suddenly piping up.

Pinkie nodded. "Yeah, she does talk funny!"

"She didn't know how to speak our language at first," Sherry explained, going over to Hope. The pale girl smiled up at her. "I tried to teach her a little bit."

"She's… a created Alicorn?" Celestia murmured softly, as if trying to wrap her head around the concept. "As in… from nothing? That is something I cannot fathom, Sherry."

"Believe me," Jehu said, leaning back in his chair, "If I wasn't so in tune with the wildness that is Chaos, I'd think the same."

"It's true, Princess," Sherry asserted. "The Rubrik took what it could not transport and put it together. Hope was to be its creation if it could not truly transport someone between the planes."

"That truly sounds unbelievable," Rarity pointed out, getting nods from most of her friends.

"But there's not much else that can explain it, is there?"

Applejack shrugged. "She's got a point there, Rare."

"Ooh!" Pinkie giggled. "You rhymed! You rhymed!"

"So what else did you come for, Jehu?" Luna asked. "I cannot believe it was simply for that."

"Ah right. Totally forgot. See, this is why I have Mercy with me all the time, so she can remind me…" He reached into his cloak and dug around for a minute, finally pulling out a clean, black covered book. "Here we go."

Tyr retook his spot beside Luna. "What is that for?"

"That book's blank," Scootaloo said. "What are ya gonna do with a blank book?"

"I won't be doing much," Jehu said. He held the book out to Tyr. "Tyr will."

Ty blinked. "Wait, what?"

"Put your hand on the book."

"…Why?"

"I'm a librarian," Jehu said, smiling. "And my favorite thing to do is record new kinds of magic I see."

"You want to record my magic?"

"The book will do that for me. Anything you learn about your magic will be recorded here."

"What if someone tried to learn about my magic and use it against me?"

"The only people touching this book will be my family," Jehu assured him. "Well, and you. Otherwise, it's going to be sitting in the section reserved for Lost Magic."

"Lost Magic?" Celestia repeated, confused. "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean magic that no one else has," Jehu said. "Or magic that has not been seen for a long time. Tyr's Digital Magic is one of those."

"Digital Magic?"

"That's what we're calling it. So, do you mind?"

Tyr thought for a bit. Jehu seemed like he was making a harmless offer. Plus, he had so far only been helpful to him and his friends. He sighed. "Alright," He said after a moment. He reached out and placed his hand on the waiting book. Unbidden, his magic flared to life. "What in the world…?"

"It's normal," Jehu said, watching the argent glow envelop the book. A silver sigil in the shape of a shield imprinted itself on the book. "And… there we go. Thanks Tyr. I owe you one."

"No problem," Tyr replied smoothly, moving his hand. Jehu put the book back into his cloak. Despite the size of the tome, it seemed to simply vanish upon leaving sight. "Anything else?"

"Well, just one thing." He turned to the door. "Mercy, bring them in."

"Bring…?" Tyr began a question but it died on his lips as Mercy entered. The pale beauty was carrying two bundles in her arms—one pink and one blue—and it didn't take a genius to know what they were.

Luna gasped quietly, hands covering her mouth. "Our… our children… are they…?"

"They're perfectly fine," Mercy assured her. She gave Jehu a knowing look. "Someone made sure to put a protective spell around the maternity ward, even though it wasn't really needed."

"Better safe than sorry," The man said, his grin from earlier coming back.

Luna was speechless for a minute, her brain unable to really process her feelings. After a moment of uselessly moving her lips, her vocal cords remembered how to work. "C…C-Can I…?" She held out her hands, hoping that the gesture would get her point across.

"Of course, love. They are your kids, aren't they?" Mercy chuckled softly and moved over to the bed, everyone giving her space to pass. She stopped just shy of the two new parents. "Ready to see them?"

Luna and Tyr nodded together. Mercy smiled and handed the blue bundle to Luna, and the pink one to Tyr. Together, the Princess of Dreams and her Prince looked at their newborns for the first time. Jehu smiled softly as he saw the looks of wonder and affection cross their faces. A look he had had the pleasure of enjoying three times. "They still need names, you know."

"I have one," Luna said, gently reaching up to touch her son's face. She felt her smile grow as the newborn unconsciously reached up to her, silver eyes meeting hers. "…Aleron. Aleron Dusk."

"That sounds beautiful," Fluttershy said.

Rarity looked to Tyr. "Well Tyr? That means you have to name the girl."

"Ooh, ooh! It should rhyme!" Pinkie said.

"It doesn't need to rhyme, Pinkie-winkle…"

"Well, I owe a specific someone a middle name," Tyr said, glancing over at Celestia. The Princess of the Sun looked away, trying to seem as innocent as possible. "So… Aurora Dawn."

Both Celestia and Luna blinked. "Aurora? That's… that's beautiful, beloved." She gave him a warm smile, leaning against him with her head on his shoulder.

"Aurora Dawn and Aleron Dusk…" Celestia repeated the two names almost reverently. "Welcome to this world, my niece and nephew."

"This day is finally turning out for the better," Tyr said. He smiled over at Sherry. "Hey. Sherry, come over here and see your new siblings."

Sherry laughed. "Okay, okay."

"Ah, before we all go swarming the babies," Mercy called out, just as everyone else tried to crowd around. They all looked back over at her. The woman was looking at Tyr and Luna. "There was a gift Jehu and I wanted to give you two."

"Us?" Luna asked, confused.

Jehu grinned. "Just follow me."

-x-

The crowd of people were led into the hospital chapel, a tall ceilinged room with a few rows of pews and a small podium in the front center. A tall man in a black priest's outfit stood behind it. He was quite muscular and tones for a priest, and his short black hair was messy. He wore a pair of solid black shades. He glanced up as they all came in. "Ah, is that you, cousin?"

"With friends," Jehu said. He smiled. "How are you, Semaj?"

"Same old, same old," The man said. "Still getting lost."

"You get lost a lot for a blind man," Mercy pointed out.

"Oh, it never turns out badly, does it?"

Jehu chuckled. "It doesn't, huh? Well, Semaj, there was something I wanted your help with."

Semaj frowned slightly. "Last favor I gave you ended with me on fire. On fire cousin. That's not a pleasant experience, you know."

"I know, I know. But you have to remember, we did warn you about that."

The blind man sighed. "So what did you want?"

"We were wondering if you'd like to marry a Prince and a Princess."

Everyone gasped at that. "He can marry us?" Luna exclaimed.

"That I can," Semaj said with a nod. He grinned. "First time doing a wedding for royalty, to be honest."

"B-but Luna's dress!" Rarity spluttered. "I never finished it!"

"You were making me a dress?" Luna questioned, raising one eyebrow. The fashionista, realizing her unintentional admittance, blushed and covered her mouth.

Pinkie giggled. "Of course she was! Rare-bear was super excited to try making you a dress you'd like!"

"Let me see if I can help," Jehu said, waving his hands. An unfinished wedding style dress appeared in front of him, suspended in the air but an aura of violet. "Hm. A good start."

"That's my dress!" Rarity exclaimed. "How did you—"

"Ah, I know what it needs." Violet magic tore into the dress, mushing it down into a white mass. Jehu directed it onto Luna. The Princess of Dreams protested at first, but almost in an instant it was over and she was left in an elegant white wedding dress. The dress pooled around her ankles, but still allowed easy movement because the train parted like water in front of her legs. It was sleeveless, coming into a triangle shape into a silvered collar at her neck. A moon shaped keyhole sat in the center of her chest, just above the sternum. Even her hair was done up, instead of simply cascading down her back, it was secured away from her face by a small braid. There was a stunned silence at the transformation. Semaj cleared his throat.

"Benefit of the doubt for the blind guy in the room?" He asked.

"She's beautiful," Tyr managed to say.

"Well, that's certainly helpful, I suppose…"

Rarity moved closer to examine the new wedding dress. "It's… It's… immaculate. He took every design, every idea I had and made it happen. This is… impossibly amazing, darling."

"I design dresses sometimes," Jehu said with a chuckle.

"Now we just need a suit for our man of the hour here," Mercy said, smiling. "I'll handle this."

A silver, metallic substance shot from Mercy's hand and enveloped Tyr from the neck down. It conformed to Tyr's body for just a moment before melting away, revealing the man fully clad in a silver three piece suit adorned with his Cutie Mark. "…Impressive," Tyr muttered. "That felt really weird though."

"Sorry. Can't help that."

"Alright, let's get this show on the road," Semaj called, beckoning them forward. Leaving the twins with Sherry and Chrys, Luna and Tyr took their places before the podium. "Ah, hold a moment. Do you have rings?"

"Uh…" Tyr and Luna exchanged worried looks.

"Yo!" Vanna came hurrying in then, clad in a silver and gold dress. He stopped short of his best friend and his betrothed. "Jeez. You have no idea how hard it is to run in a dress."

"Vanna?" Tyr frowned. "Where have you been?"

"Ran to get these." He held up a small box. Tyr took the offered container, opening it to find a pair of wedding rings. They were immaculately forged of twisted silver and gold with the hammer emblem of Vulcanis stamped on the inside. His eyes widened in shock, immediately going to his crossdressing friend.

"Vanna… you made these?"

"I know I don't do jewelry that often," Vanna explained, smiling slightly. "And believe me, those were a pain to make. But I wanted to do this for you two."

"These are perfect, Vanna," Luna said. "Thank you so much."

Tyr smiled. "That's my best man for you."

"Best man?" Jehu blinked. "What…?"

Semaj cleared his throat. "Well, now that we have the rings, we'll get this under way. I come from a family that prefers to not drag things on, so I'll make this quick. Do you two love one another?"

"Yes," Tyr said.

"Yes," Luna agreed.

"Are you willing to stay together, till death do you part?"

"Yes!" They both said together.

"So. Present the rings."

Tyr gently took one of the rings. "With this ring, I signify my commitment to you, my Princess." He slipped it onto Luna's waiting finger, finding the fit perfect. He glanced back at Vanna, who simply grinned. He turned back just as Luna pulled the other ring from the box.

"With this ring, I signify my commitment to you, my prince," She smiled as she put the matching ring on his finger, fighting to keep her blush down.

Semaj smiled. "By the power vested in me by the Monastery of the South Wind, I now pronounce you man and wife." He paused for a second. "…You may kiss the bride."

"Don't have to tell me twice," Tyr said, taking his wife in his arms and kissing her. Their gathered friends and family applauded loudly, cheering on the newlyweds. As Tyr and Luna broke their kiss and turned to face the crowd.

"Today has certainly ended on a good note," Luna said. Tyr smiled and gently pulled her close.

"You can say that again, love."

"Hold on a moment!" The applause stopped, all eyes turning to the one who had spoken: Ace.

"Something wrong, Ace Guard?" Celestia asked. It was certainly an unexpected outburst from her loyal knight.

"This guy is certified to marry people?" He asked, pointing at Semaj.

"I hope he's pointing at me," the blind man muttered. "Cause then he'd be right."

"We want to get married too!" He pulled Rainbow Dash to his side.

The athlete blinked rapidly. "Huh? Wait, what!?"

"He's right!" Applejack said. "We wanna get married too!"

"J-Jackie!" Fluttershy protested.

Flash glanced over at Twilight. She caught his look and sighed. "I had a whole lot of stuff planned and everything… but okay." She gave him a small smile that was quickly returned.

"I think Pinkie and I will wait," Rarity said quickly, before Pinkie could blurt anything out. Lucky for her, the pink party girl was too busy making funny faces at the newborns.

Semaj frowned. He seemed to be doing some internal math before he finally spoke. "Hm. I may be wrong on this, but I think polygamy is illegal here."

"They're three separate couples," Jehu told him with a laugh.

"Oh. Oh! I apologize for that. But yes, I can marry you all. Being a monk means I can do that."

"I think this will be the first multi-wedding you do though, cousin," Jehu said.

"True enough. So! Let's get this under way."

As Semaj began the ceremony again, this time with six people standing in front of him, Tyr and Luna sat in one of the pews, Sherry and Chrys handing back over Aleron and Aurora. "This has to be a dream," Luna said, looking down into her daughter's eyes. They were blue like her own, but with flecks of silver scattered about. "I… I just can't believe it. Me. A mother."

"You were a mother before," Tyr pointed out, pulling Sherry into the seat beside him. He kissed his daughter's head affectionately. "Don't think we're forgetting about you, Sweets."

"Thanks dad," Sherry said, hugging him. She looked down at Aleron. "They're so cute…"

"And we will watch over them and help them grow," Chrys said softly. "My Master's progeny deserve that."

Sherry felt a little pang of pain as she looked at her new little brother's searching eyes, remembering her own brother that she had lost so long ago. Tyr noticed and hugged her a bit tighter. "Dad?"

"Remembering doesn't mean you're weak," He told her softly. "It just shows you how much you loved them."

She sniffed, rubbing unwept tears from her eyes. "R-right. You're right."

"Let's look forward to the future, shall we?" Tyr said with a smile. "We've got plenty of time to look back."

I suppose I should address one fact. As I was writing this, I was going off the idea that Nightmare Moon was born from the festering resentment Luna had after Celestia banished her. Instead of just being an upset Luna, it had formed into a conscious personality inside of Luna's subconscious. Now, I do know that some people see it as Nightmare Moon is an entity that came from the the moon.

Oh well, not what matters. What matters is, everything worked out for the best!

...Then why do I feel like I'm forgetting something...?

Anyway, as usual, Read, Review, and Return for the chapters to come. Our story is not done just yet, my friends. Don't hesitate to leave a comment or review, for the Library Accepts all.

Ha det bra sa lenge! (Norwegian is hard.)