Love.

Ponies use it to announce their overall affection for their significant other, family, or favorite object. Though, it's also one of those words that isn't even required to be said to get your point across that they do, in fact, love whom or what they are directing it to. But they never ask themselves "What is love?" without a "Baby don't hurt me" tagged onto it and actually figure it out. I mean, let's be honest here, when we engage in giving or receiving affection we don't squander our thoughts on such philosophical questions. It seems like that subject they tend to avoid because ponies generally feel that they don't need to answer it! Most who tend to ask themselves What is love, they often feel like they are not loved, or at least, loved little. Once certain pony, a miss Twilight Sparkle, seems to be asking such a question.

Twilight jolted awake. she rubbed her eyes and let out a sigh. She had that dream again. She stood in an open field the sky was a brilliant blue-black and the moon was full, splashing it's silky white light over the smooth landscape. There was a dense fog probably a little over two yards in front of her. Every night, a tall, luxurious mare would emerge from the fog. She bore a striking resemblance to Princess Luna, but something felt different about her. She lacked her shoes, crown, and jewelry. Her hair flowed like Luna's, exactly like Luna's in fact. This mare came to her at first, once a month. Then it happened weekly. Soon, she was having this dream every night when she fell asleep.

The mare would just talk to her, she knew everything about her. Her name, her accomplishments, everything. Though, the previous night, something happened. The strange mare came to her in her sleep once more, this time confirming it was Luna. She sat down in the field and politely asked Twilight to join her. Luna spoke to her in a sweet voice, explaining how she was coming to her in her sleep because she felt something strange irradiating from Twilight's general being. She nodded, showing understanding. Though one thing that did shake her up slightly. Luna gave her a peck on the cheek before disappearing into the fog, this immediately ended the dream.

Twilight jolted awake. She rubbed her eyes and let out a sigh. Both confused and longing for Luna's presence again. Though she was Celestia's student, she always took a special liking to her. Something about Luna made her thoughts flow faster and her heart race. Though the princess sent her body into entropy, it was a lovely feeling that she had lived with for four years now and counting.

She wiped the pool of drool from her desk and sat up. Her messy mane was evidence enough that she was out for at least a few hours and the pool of drool symbolized how accidental the nap was. She stood up and trotted to the bathroom when she was intercepted by her faithful assistant, Spike.

"Er, Twilight?" He called

"Yeah Spike?" She questioned, rubbing her left eye.

"You have a visitor, and she's rather..." He zoned out as he saw the shadow of said visitor loomed over him.

"Rather what, Spike the dragon?" Luna asked slyly.

"U-uh, nothing Princess!" He replied nervously.

She raised an eyebrow and looked at Twilight, who was staring at her contently. "Spike, may I speak to Twilight Sparkle alone please?" She asked the purple dragon.

He nodded and scuttled off downstairs. Silence blanketed the area as she sat down on her bed. This was a different Luna. Like in the dream, she lacked all of her royal apparel and she was acting rather, how should I say, informal.

"So, how are your reports coming Twilight?" Luna asked nonchalantly.

"They're, uh, going great I suppose" She responded, topping it off with a sheepish smile.

Luna's placid expression turned into a discerning one. She made her way to Twilight and sighed.

"Twilight... I just wanted to tell you that.... I...." She trailed off and Twilight finished for her.

"Been lingering in my dreams?" She helped her finish.

Luna nodded. "Forgive me, I just... I felt.... something.... it's making my heart race as we speak." She notified her.

Twilight smiled that sheepish smile of her's once more. "I think I know what you mean... I feel it too." She disclosed.

The looked into each other's eyes, an observer would have thought of it as soul searcher before Luna closed the gap between them, taking a few steps foreword, kissing her. They held this for moments before breaking it off, losing each themselves in each other's gaze once again. The realization hitting them made the blood rush to their cheeks. Twilight turned away, trying futilely to hide her red-stained cheeks, while Luna just stared. She has felt almost every emotion strongly, including hate. Though, this was so diverse compared to the others, she found herself getting lost in her mind feeling this new, rather intense feeling.

Twilight finally gained the courage to look back at the princess. She found herself locking eyes with her for several more minutes. Nearly three minutes of staring, broke with another moment long kiss. This time, however, it was initiated by Twilight. After the moment passed, they found each other's tongue once more.

"I uh, you know um..." Twilight spoke in fragments.

"R-right, I should probably...." She trailed off.

"...go..." Twilight finished for her.

"Y-yeah, that.... I should probably...go...." She said solemnly.

Luna began to trot to the stair case before Twilight stopped her. "Princess!" She called

"Er.... yes Twilight Sparkle?" She asked nervously.

"I'll um.... see you tonight..." She smiled sweetly.

Luna's maw was now decorated with a half-smile. "And I you, Twilight."

And with that, she took her leave out the library door and felt the best she's felt in years. Two-Thousand of them to be exact. Twilight sat on her bed and sighed. Mixed emotions flooded her mind like a mild hurricane. Maybe this was it, the real thing. Though she never felt the fake thing, being that Luna just stole her first kiss. She flopped on the bed and, once again, fell asleep. Next Chapter: Fragment One: The Worst Dream Estimated time remaining: 8 Minutes