Author's Notes:

BEFORE YOU READ
https://www.fimfiction.net/blog/456730/question
Answer my question please.
Also, for those who prefer longer chapters sorry but i couldn't figure out how to transition from that ending, plus i loved that ending and it kinda hints where i'm going with this.
Another question for you guys.

Would you rather me time skip (because the hell i'm going to explain out like 8 years of life) in the same 'story' or make a new 'story' in which time has jumped forward.
Of course i would explain in detail things that may have happened during those 8 years but it wont be all that interesting.

Once again, comments, anything too quick for your liking are my characters starting to go out of character?
While i do not mind slandering (as long as you're ready or a counter) remember i'm alone so i wont catch a lot of errors .-.

I open my eyes again to the dreaded room that the filly named Midnight inhabited. I was laying atop the bed that had changed a little since my last visit. The bed was not as messy, and sported a more masculine blue instead of deep pink. Looking around I noticed some of the pictures had righted themselves a little, still lopsided, but noticeably more vertical. The picture of me, real me, Luna and Midnight was nowhere to be found.

Walking towards where it was last time I look over the bed to find the filly glaring at me, sitting atop a face down picture frame, supposedly the picture I was looking for. I know what is coming and have to take the advantage. “Evening miss.” During this I tip an invisible hat in her direction.

To this she recoils, caught off guard by the odd action. I have to take advantage while I have a leg up so to speak. “Why are you sitting on the only picture frame that sports human me? Why are you denying me a visual of myself, the only one I have left by the way.”

Time to prepare for the counter attack. “HOW DARE YOU!” Oh god that hurt a little. “I help you and you repay me by running away from mom, jumping into a forest and completely disfiguring my adorable body!” Disfiguring, all I did was get cut up a little and face-plant.

It took me a moment before I realized I had said that last part out loud. “How could you! I didn't even do anything! You wanted to go back, you wanted to be with her! I was so happy that you had secret feelings. How could you deny yourself!” I could tell she's grasping at straws here, trying to pin everything on me, but I dare say I'm the one who's surprised now. I thought she'd been trying to manipulate me into stopping. She obviously senses her advantage and grins a little. “So I've decided that we need to talk. We shall trade, if you ever want to see 'yourself' again you'll have to go straight back to mommy.”

Wow isn't someone tooting their own horn? “How about no? Since that would ultimately end in my demise I find that dealing with not being able to see myself is definitely a more pleasing alternative.”

I see her tear up again, oh great, guilt trip, girl... that wont work. “There you go again. You're using words that I shouldn't know! I shouldn't be having a conversation or making deals or speaking more than 2 syllables. I shouldn't know what a syllable is! You've done this to me, I'm no longer an innocent filly, because of you!” Well now, yeah I guess that is kinda my fault, but the reason it is my fault is because of Luna.

Sighing I realize that this is getting me nowhere. “Okay, I'm sorry, would you like that we speak like little foals, or preferably just didn't use big words?” She nods and lowers her head. “Okay!” I hope I sound perky enough, but I doubt it. “So... um... can I see myself?”

“No.”

“You still want me to go see mommy?” Shit! Did I really just say 'mommy'?

She raises her head and throws a weak smile. “Yes I would like that... maybe I can ask mommy to help you?”

Sighing I shake my head, this is also not getting us anywhere. “How about I tone down my rec-” stopping, I try to search for an equivalent word. “stop doing non-filly things?”

This peaks her interest, and rightly so. “What do you mean?”

Sighing I realize I'm about to pay out the ass for righting the status quot. “Like... brushing my-your mane.” She smiles, but obviously wants me to go on. “and tail... and I will stop doing things that a filly shouldn't do and stop cursing.”

Sniffling she wipes her eyes. “I would like it very much if you would try.”

Without thinking I jump off the bed and hug her. Trying to recover the situation I think of a way to diffuse our dispute. “Well, right now we are both in a sticky place. Maybe we should stop fighting for now until we figure things out.”

At the end of the sentence she decides to reciprocate the hug. It was weird, I was kinda sorta hugging myself in a way. No, shut up shut up, this isn't me, its a visual of a filly imprinted on my brain to try and push me out.

That doesn't mean you can't co-exist

The thought flashed through my mind like a bullet. That was the solution! If I could get us both to co-exist I might survive, while the filly might forget about m-Luna and let me live a life that we both want, and this was the first step.

“Thanks... I ne-needed that.” Pulling back she wiped her nose. “It feels weird, hugging someone that I hate, but now... I don't think you're a evil being possessing me.” I almost jumped and fist pumped. I can't believe it was that easy! “But I also don't think that mommy created me inside of you. I think you were put in me by accident.” Shit... well we got this far.

She wiped her nose again and I made sure to back away to avoid being snot on. “Well... if you keep your promise, I guess I should give you back yourself.” She steps off the picture and I soon follow, making sure to be on the opposite side. I don't feel comfortable standing next to her longer than necessary.

I watch in mild fascination as her horn gets a soft glow around it and the picture is lifted back onto the wall. It seems to fit nice and square now. I move from face to face, first Luna's, I cannot seem to find absolute hatred anymore. Having spoke with Midnight cooled me down I think. While I can see why she wished for simple companionship, I wasn't ready to jump head long into her hooves. Then Midnight's adorable face, smiling. It's funny that half my brain looks at that and immediately registers it as me.

As I move my eyes to myself I hear Midnight gasp. As my eyes drifted to myself I myself let out a gasp and backpedaled. Falling over backwards I smack my head on the tiles, jolting my brain. I feel myself slowly losing grip upon the small room inside my head.

The me in the picture now sported a longer, midnight blue head of hair.

A/N: You might be wondering, "Wow that filly flipped around really quick... why did she suddenly change viewpoints?"
Remember, she isn't an 'adult' she's a little foal with a partial knowledge of an adult, they sorta merged. So while she isn't illiterate or blubbering, she is very impressionable, highly emotional and volatile.