"'Tis a pleasant change of pace: trotting through our own dreams for once," thought Luna as she did just that. "But I do declare, is that not Larry the headless horse? "Larry!" she shouted. "What brings thee to our dreams? Oughtn't thou be terrorizing chickens or something?"

"Nay milady, for 'tis you I seek the presence of," he somehow said despite his lack of head. "I am enraptured by your alicorny awesomeness. Love me Luna!"

"We are flattered, but more so disturbed. Be gone oneiric fiend!"