Man of War
Chapter 25: Chapter 25 Feathers and Pancakes
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Perspective: Luna
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot! This is bad. This is really bad! Why is he attacking me? How could I have misjudged him so badly, he honestly didn't seem like that kind of guy. I need to think of something, quick. Why is he just staring at me? Darn it, off track...uh... levitation? Yeah that should work... before I can do anything, Miles quickly gets off me and scrambles back, putting his back against a nearby wall. I roll to my side and look back to him. He looks scared. Maybe I should ask him what's going on.
"Umm..." we both say at the same time, silencing each other.
Perspective: Miles
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! This is bad. This is really bad! Why did I tackle her? How could I have been so stupid? I need to think of something. Wow, her body is soft. WHAT THE FUCK!? Where the fuck did that come from? I need to think of something useful... getting off of her would be a good start. I scramble back and put myself against a wall. Oh fuck... I'm going to go to jail, I know it. Maybe I can talk my way out of this... yeah, talking should be useful, I'll try that.
"Umm..." we both say at the same time, silencing each other. We continue to stare at one another, but I shake myself and try to compose myself.
"Luna..."
"Miles..."
"I'm..."
"Why..." We go silent again.
"Luna, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do that... it was just instinct, please don't send me to jail..."
Perspective: Luna
"Luna, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do that... it was just instinct, please don't send me to jail..."
"Why did you tackle me?" And feel me up, but let's get to that later.
"I don't know! Something appeared behind me so my instinct told me to attack. I'm sorry."
"Okay... well, I guess I'm sorry for scaring you... also... why did you touch me like that?" He stops and looks to me, horrified.
"Wh-what?"
"You kept running your hand up and down my side-"
"WHAT!? Nonononono I didn't mean to, I swear! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please don't hurt me, I swear I didn't mean to..."
"Miles! Miles?" He drops to his side and holds himself while muttering to himself. Who's Fidus...? Apparently this... Fidus, did something horrible to Miles. I stand up and walk over to him. He looks so scared, I can't help but feel sorry for him. I don't know why, but I feel as if I should do something. I lay next to him and wrap him up in my wing.
Perspective: Miles
"I swear Fidus, I didn't mean to. It happened by accident, I promise. Please don't cut off my balls. I swear I'll never do it... what is she doing?" Luna is lying next to me so that my back is against her side, with her wing wrapped around me. If it weren't for the fact that this will probably get me in an immense amount of trouble... you know what, fuck it. If I'm going to go to jail, I'm going to go out full force. Her wings are the softest things I've ever felt before, yet, her wing as a whole feels strong. I can feel the cool touch from her side slowly cool over my back. Why is she breathing so hard?
"Miles..." she says with a moan.
Perspective: Luna
Why is he rubbing me again? Yeah, I kind of wrapped him up in my wing, but that doesn't mean he can just touch me like that. I want to tell him to stop, but... it feels good. The way he runs those fingers through my feathers, the warmth coming from his body. I feel the heat in my cheeks as I begin to blush deeply. I bite my lower lip and try to hold back a moan I can feel growing inside.
"Miles..." WHOA, that sounded way too seductive, I need to get away from him. Before I can do anything, he quickly gets out from under my wing, stands back up and starts backing away from me. I take a moment to collect myself before I stand back up and look up to him. He's holding his hands in front of him and twisting them around, looking really confused.
"So... I'll be heading home now, unless you’re sending me to jail."
"No, no. It was an accident... by the way, what happened with the dragon?" I ask quickly.
"Oh, well he chased me, so I punched him in the gut, that's about it," he answers just as quickly.
"Great, well, I'll be heading home now. It was good to see you Miles. Please try your best to avoid any more trouble, good night." I turn back to my carriage and quickly trot over. I hop on and order the guards to take me home, which they do quickly. This was way too weird. I have to clear my head a bit. Oh, shoot! I forgot to ask about my parents. Darn, I'll have to come back another time... and not scare him.
Perspective: Miles
As I watch Luna leave, I can't help but reminisce about the feeling of her wing. Then, reality hits me. I just felt up the ruler of this nation, got her to moan, and am not going to jail. If Fidus were here she would kick my ass. I shake the thought from my head and continue to walk back to Twilight's, but another one fills my head. The way she said my name... sooo fucking se... wait a fucking minute! She's a pony. I'm a human. Why am I thinking these thoughts? We would never be together in a million years. Stop thinking about the amazing way her wing felt. FUCK! Stop thinking about that stupid sexy moan... FUCK! I need to go to bed. I begin to run back to Twilight's and quickly slam into the locked door. Aw fuck. I can't just sit here, alone, with my thoughts...
"Miles?"
"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" I scream as I turn back to the noise. I see Twilight and Storm standing behind me, looking confused beyond belief.
"What didn't you do?" asks Storm, raising an eyebrow.
"What? Do? I didn't do anything. Why would you say I did something? Because I said I didn't do anything and that's all that didn't happen. You know what we should do? We should go inside. That sounds like an amazing plan, let's do that one. Let's go inside." Twilight and Storm look to one another in confusion before they turn back to me.
"Miles, what happened?" Twilight says flatly.
"Nothing worth mentioning, now can we please go inside? I... have to rest up... because tomorrow I have to go to work."
"Since when do you work?" Storm asks skeptically.
"I got the job today actually. I'm going to buck apples on Sweet Apple Acres. Ten bits a tree." They look back to each other before Twilight steps forward and unlocks the door with her magic.
"Well if you don't want to tell me now, that's fine. But I expect you to tell me eventually." I nod and quickly pass her, going straight for my cot and burying myself under the sheets. I lay there for what feels like hours until Storm walks over to his cot and begins to remove his armor. Armor... that gives me an idea.
"Hey Storm, let me see your armor," I say as I toss the sheets off of myself.
"Why do you need it?"
"I want to enchant it," and work on something so I don't think.
"What kind of enchantment?"
"Well, it's steel, so it should only be able to hold one good enchantment. I can do increased speed, increased strength, decreased..."
"You can make my armor make me stronger?"
"Yeah, it's actually pretty easy-"
"I'll take that one," he says as he tosses me his armor. I fumble with it before I finally catch it. Once I look it over I find the spot to leave the seal, in the center of the back plate. I cross my legs as I sit on the ground and flare the magic in my hands.
"Go ahead and go to sleep, this is going to take a while." He nods and lays on his cot. He's still watching, but I can tell sleep will take over soon.
I turn my attention to the armor and begin to feed the magic into the metal by laying my hands on it, palms down. I push the energy in, and begin to weave the spell throughout the metal. It's pretty simple, whoever wears the armor has the energy fed into them. This energy gives them the ability to do more physically. I spend what feels like hours filling the metal with the spell. When I finish, I look over the armor. In the center of the back plate is a black outline of a triangle. The top of the triangle points towards the neck line. In the center of the triangle is a black human skull. Satisfied with my work I turn back to Storm, he's passed out and halfway off the cot. I set the armor next to him and pull him back onto the cot. I go to my cot and collapse onto it. Today was far too stressful. If this is as simple as my life is going to get... I think I might be fucked. I push the thought away from my mind and drift off to sleep.
Beep...beep...beep...beep...
"Aww, fine, I'm up," I grumble as I turn my alarm off. I look over and see that Storm has already woken up, looking over his armor. "How do you like it?"
He looks up to me and says, "It's awesome. Did you pick the design?"
"No, that's just the insignia for strength. Try it on." He puts on a huge smile as he begins to pull on his armor. Once he has it all the way on he begins to look over himself.
"I don't feel different."
"Try lifting something." He looks around before he picks up his cot with a single hoof.
"Aw yeah, it feels as light as a feather!" A feather... fuck, now I'm thinking about it again. Maybe some breakfast will clear my head up. I stand and make my way to the kitchen, while Storm sets the bed down and follows me up. We walk into the kitchen to find Twilight and Spike both working on breakfast, so we take our seats and wait patiently.
"So, what happened last night?" Storm asks.
"Yeah, what did you do? Should we be concerned?" Twilight adds.
"Hmm... nope, I've got nothing, what's for breakfast?" Twilight and Storm share a quick look before Spike and Twilight join us at the table. Twilight levitates a plate of what looks like pancakes and brown strips that were fried to everyone except me.
"You can eat when you tell us what happened." She sets the last plate in the center of the table and begins to eat her own food. I can smell it from here and it already has my mouth watering... that crafty bastard.
"I... ran into someone," I say as I try to grab the plate, only to have it moved out of the way by Twilight's magic.
"Really? Who?" I stay silent for a while and Twilight looks over to Storm who... damn guy! He's already done with his food. He takes a sip from his glass and slides my plate over to him. Oh you better not. He takes his fork and begins to slowly cut a chunk out from the pancake, you fucking bastard, you better not, I'm like, stupid hungry. He begins to slowly raise a chunk of the pancake to his mouth, and I lose it.
"It was Luna!" I yell as I leap across the table and grab the plate, making Storm jump and drop his fork.
"What?!" They yell at the same time. I ignore them and slice a chunk of pancake with my fork. I take a bit and begin to chew... with every chew, I slowly begin to stop. This isn't like what I had last time. If anything this reminds me of...
"This is made of hay, isn't it?" I ask after I spit out the food in my mouth.
"Never mind that! Luna visited last night and you didn't tell us!?" Twilight asks. I take one of the strips and take a bite... and spit that bite out. More fucking hay. Why does it have to be hay? "Miles!" Twilight yells.
"Alright. Well, she came by to check on me. Apparently she heard about my scuffle with that dragon and came by to ask a few questions."
"And?"
"And... well, she kind of caught me by surprise and... I kind of... tackled her..."
"YOU WHAT!?" Everyone yells at once.
"I didn't mean to, she caught me by surprise and... it was all on instinct. I apologized and she forgave me, plus I'm not going to jail, so can we please leave it at that?"
"Why would your instinct be to tackle her?" Storm asks.
"It was something we did in boot camp. It was supposed to make us ready on the drop of a pin. Plus, I didn't know it was her, she snuck up behind me and yelled my name." Twilight and Storm let out big sighs as they come to terms with this.
"You already apologized?" Storm clarifies.
"Multiple times," I confirm.
"Well, as long as she's alright with this," he says as he pulls my plate over and begins to eat my old food.
"Miles... you have to be more careful. Nopony here is going to just jump out and attack you," Twilight says in a tired tone.
"Sorry, I'll try to control myself."
Knock...knock...knock...knock...
"Agh! What now," Twilight says as she walks to the door. "Applejack? Rarity? What are you doing? Get inside before you catch a cold."