"The castle has a club!?" Ryan asked, damn-near shouting as he did so. He and Luna had taken to sitting around in his room and talking for hours shortly after he arrived and that was exactly what they were doing. While he knew allot about the castle from simply wandering around, he had never gotten an official tour and never bothered to look around too much. It would become boring after a while.

"Indeed it does," Luna began, her head resting on his lap as she spoke, confirming what she had told him earlier while talking about things she enjoyed doing in her spare time before he came around. She didn't necessarily like hanging out in the club, but it was a nice place to unwind from time to time. "but it's only open on the weekends."

Ryan went silent as he counted the days in his head. "Yesterday was Friday, so that means today is Saturday..." If his calculations were right then Saturday was classified as a weekend. It's open tonight!

No shit, Sherlock!

"Oh, this is going to be great..."

Luna just looked at him for a moment. She had no idea he was actually the kind of person who enjoyed parties. Yeah, he's a bit goofy sometimes and acts like a child here and there, but she just never saw him as being one to enjoy such festivities. "You're interested in going?"

"Interested?" He asked in mock surprise before actually moving into a somewhat serious tone, while still managing to sound like a playful idiot. "I fucking love clubs. The music, the dancing, the drinks! When does it open?"

She looked up at the clock so she would be able to give him an accurate answer. It was around six o'clock now. "It should open in about a half hour. I'll have to attend Night Court by then, but I doubt there will many ponies coming on a Saturday night." She explained. "Perhaps I could join you when it's over?"

"Do you really have to ask?" Was his response. Honestly, it's her castle, she can do whatever she wants. He wasn't sure why she was asking, but he would be more than happy for her to come. It's likely she'll end up having to drag his body out by the end of it, which he would prefer rather than some random pony he didn't know. "When everything's all taken care of just come down and find me. I shouldn't be hard to spot."

"What makes you think that?" Yes, he was a human, so finding him would be relatively easy. Her bond with him was also more than enough for her to find him, she could always feel when he was near. But, she was curious as to why he was saying it.

"Trust me, you'll see." He said with a grin plastered across his face.

She couldn't believe her eyes. After she had landed in that room she had fallen unconscious for a time and upon waking wandered around to see quite the sight. Colorful anthropomorphic type creatures were wandering the halls of the building she was in. Some were even dressed as guards. She knew her mental state wasn't the best, but this was ridiculous.

After taking a few breaths and calming herself she managed to sneak by allot of the residents within this castle-like structure. Looking out of a few windows she could see that it was dark and after running by a clock on one of the walls she had learned that it was nearly eight at night.

"Get a hold of yourself, Brittany." She said to herself, running her fingers through her dark hair. "This is just some weird dream and you're going to wake up soon."

She couldn't help but continue mentally arguing with herself about whether or not any of this was actually real. Reaching for a knife she had sheathed in her boot and pulling it out, she held it to her arm and cut it, wincing slightly at the pain. Yep, this was real. She didn't know how it was real, but this was more than enough proof for her.

Brittany slid the blade back into her boot and examined her wound. It was deep enough to draw blood, but barely, she would live. At that moment a song began playing, one that she recognized. It was only coming from a short distance away.

She followed the noise until she found an open door surrounded by more of these creatures. There were lights coming from inside of the room and the song became clearer the closer she got to it. The ponies soon walked off and she moved in closer to get a better look at what was going on.

Once she was by the door she leaned her head just enough to get a good look at the events going on within. It looked fairly similar to a party, kind of like the ones they would have for a high school prom, but the song being played was definitely far from being school appropriate.

As she stared at the flashing lights she felt a sudden rush of blood go to her head and started thinking back to the night of her first prom nearly two years ago where she had met the most wonderful person.

Brittany stood off in a dark corner, she was wearing a bright purple strapless dress and was standing away from everyone else, looking at her so-called date on the other side of the room. He had asked her to go with him, picked her up, then left her to go make out with one of her friends.

The young woman let out a sad sigh as a lone tear worked its way down her cheek. A slow song started to play, turning what was a chaotic mess into a cesspool of cheesy slow dancing. She was about to go back to her date and give him another chance, only to watch him walk off into the bathroom with the girl he had abandoned her for.

She couldn't help it, she sank to the floor and started to break down. This night was supposed to be perfect. She had found the perfect dress and what she thought was the perfect guy, and now it was ruined.

A strange barrage of colorful lights entered her vision, causing her to look up. In front of her was a guy dressed in black dress pants and a vest that was resting on a blue dress shirt with its sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He had light skin and short blonde hair, his eyes were bright blue and his body was wrapped completely in glow sticks of all colors.

He was crouched down in front of her, just smiling. It was kind of weird at first, she was about to send him away until he spoke. "How's it going?" He asked playfully.

She grimaced at him, he was probably just some pig looking to take her into one of the stalls. "What do you care?" She asked with venom in her words.

"What I seek, madam, is knowledge." Brittany gave him a look of confusion. Was this one of those weird nerd guys who actually came to school to learn just trying to talk to her? "You see, there is a slow song playing and in front of me is a very beautiful woman slumped down in a corner crying. Sorry, sweetheart, but that doesn't seem right to me."

Brittany wasn't sure how to respond to him. Should she tell him why she was doing what she was doing or simply send him away. Before she could generate a response, he lifted his thumb to his mouth and licked it before dragging it along the underside of her eyes. She could only assume this was because her crying had made some of her mascara run down her face.

The mystery man got to his feet and started yanking the glow sticks from his body. Once they were off and now decorating the floor around him he held a hand down to her. "Come on." He said, "A pretty girl like you doesn't deserve to miss out on something like this."

She didn't know if it was out of weakness or something else, but she reached up and took his hand, allowing him to bring her back to her feet. The guy didn't bother taking her over to the massive group of slow dancers, which she was pretty happy about, she didn't feel like being around people at the moment.

Instead he took her arms and placed them around his neck before respectively placing his hands just above her waist and moving her body with his. Her face just kind of went still, she was confused and wasn't sure what to do. All she could do was stare at the smiling young man who had just randomly come over and started dancing with her.

A strange sense of comfort washed over her, causing her to smile back at him. She didn't know what she had done to deserve this, or if his kind display as well as his intentions to just simply dance with her were purely genuine, but she was enjoying it. Despite how weird the situation was, she was happy someone had come to comfort her, even it was some stranger from her school. On top of that he was pretty cute in her eyes.

The song ended and went back to it's upbeat party tone. The two separated and Brittany stared at him with an appreciative expression. "Thanks, I guess I kind of needed that."

He shrugged, before crouching down to pick up the glow sticks and reattach them to his body. "It's no problem."

Brittany was about to walk back over to her corner, but stopped when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around to see Matt, the guy that had asked her to prom in the first place and shot him a dirty look.

Matt was glaring daggers at her. "Who the hell is that guy?" He asked, pointing at the man who had danced with her just minutes ago.

She looked over at him before turning her attention back to Matt. "He's no one, just someone who offered to dance with me."

"That's not how this works!" He snapped, "I asked you here, you were supposed to dance with me!"

"While you're off making out with my friends and fucking them in the bathroom!?"

Matt's angered expression only grew before he gave her a hard shove, forcing her to hit the wall and fall down. Before continuing his assault, he turned around, having felt a slight tapping on his shoulder.

In an instant a blur of colorful lights entered his vision before he felt something strike him in the side of the head, causing him to collapse and pass out.

Brittany shook her head, being slightly dazed from the impact. When her vision started to focus she found Matt out cold on the ground by the mystery man's feet. "That'll teach the bitch." She watched as his eyes moved from Matt to her before he came over and helped her up for the second time today. "Are you okay?'

"I'm fine." She said, looking back down at an unconscious Matt. "Asshole."

"No kidding." the guy said with a laugh. "Come on, let's go outside for a bit. I think you need a break."

She giggled and followed him outside where they sat on a bench beside the doors to the school gym. Brittany's eyes didn't leave him for a second. Who was this guy and why was he being so nice to her? He had come over to her, comforted her, danced with her, and even knocked out her date when he put his hands on her. "Who are you?"

"That depends on who you're asking."

She gave him a playfully annoyed look. "What's your name?"

He laughed a bit before holding out his hand to her. "Ryan."

She shook his hand. Ryan, that name sounded familiar. "Wait, aren't you the guy who was accused for wanting to blow up the school."

"Yep, had my house searched and everything." He said with a grin. "If I'm remembering correctly, you were one of the accusers."

Her eyes widened at this. She had accused him of this because one of her friends brought it up and she was simply following the group. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-"

He held a hand up, stopping her in her tracks. "Don't worry about it. We all make mistakes."

She felt an odd wave of relief wash over her when he said this. "I'm Brittany by the way."

"Nice to meet you."

Seven fifty, Luna noted as Night Court was brought to an end. As expected, barely anypony showed up, allowing her to close down for the night. Then tomorrow, a whole day off, well, unless an emergency where to come up. For the time being though, she could finally go and spend time with Ryan.

She had been looking forward to this all night; going out and socializing while being by his side. She truly did care deeply for him and that showed, earning her a bit of teasing from her sister. She didn't let it bother her though. The whole reason Ryan was brought here was because the portal said that they were the perfect match. Despite their differences here and there, they truly were in her eyes.

As she made her way to the club she could hear Ryan's voice echoing through the halls. This confused her a bit, until she entered that is. There he was, standing on stage, his body covered in glow sticks for some reason, and holding the microphone to his mouth.

"Ladies and Gentlcolts, my name is Ryan Curtis and I've got a little something for you tonight!" The crowd cheered at his announcement. "Now, back in my world, I was a bit of a man-whore." Luna smiled as the crowd let out light chuckle at his words. "Not gonna lie to you, I was." He continued, smiling as he did so. "So a friend of mine showed me this song and it was considered my theme song for about three years now. Let's do it."

Time to show these ponies what real music is!

A light rock and roll tune picked up as he cleared his throat. Luna couldn't help but smirk and lean against the wall. Rather curious as to what he was going to sing.

"~You'll never meet my mom, strings will never be attached.
We'll always get along, cause it doesn't have to last.
And anytime I call, you don't have to call me back.
I'm never gonna fall, but I'm never hard to catch!
She says she's cool with it, she's down with it.
There's nothing wrong with it, cause it's easier this way.
She's so cool with it, she's down with it.
There's nothing wrong with it, don't want it any other way!"

The music suddenly picked up as he moved on to the chorus. This made everypony in the crowd start cheering dancing around like maniacs, basking in this new song from another world.

"~It's just your typical, hardcore, casual sex!
We're single but we're lovers, crazy for each other.
Just your typical, hardcore, casual sex!
We're wild under the covers, crazy for each other!"

Luna mouthed the word 'Wow; to herself. He really wasn't that bad of a singer, but more importantly, this was the song that his friends thought suited him? Did that mean that had allot of experience. She was starting to become a bit self-conscious now. With how he was displaying himself he clearly has a history and she was still a virgin.

"~We don't have to go on dates, you don't have to like my friends.
I won't get in your face when you're making other plans.
If you're tired of the taste, you can try another blend.
My heart will never break, I'm just here to break a sweat."

"~That's why she's cool with it, she's down with it.
There's nothing wrong with it, cause it's easier this way.
She's so cool with it, she's down with it.
There's nothing wrong with it, don't want it any other way!"

The song was rather catchy, but Luna's attention was soon draw to something on the other side of the room. She could see a dark figure lurking around near the back of the crowd. With her curiosity nagging her, she began walking toward it.

"~It's just your typical, hardcore, casual sex!
We're single but we're lovers, crazy for each other.
Just your typical, hardcore, casual sex!
We're wild under the covers, crazy for each other!"

As she got closer to the figure she could see that it was clearly not a pony...but what was it?

"~She's so cool with it, she's down with it
There's nothing wrong with it, cause it's easier this way.
She's so cool with it, she's down with it.
There's nothing wrong with it, don't want it any other way!"

The figure suddenly pulled out a small handheld device, it looked similar to the one Ryan kept on him. He would refuse to go anywhere without it. Just as she was about to address the creature, it aimed the device toward the stage.

"~It's just your typical-" The music was cut off as a loud bang echoed through the room, startling everypony, especially the DJ. No pony recognized the sound, but Ryan did, he even felt a growing pain in his chest. He looked down to see a small wave of blood pouring through his shirt from his rib cage. "Fuck..." He said as his body collapsed to the stage floor.

The ponies all saw this and exited, running and screaming. Doing their best to avoid whatever it was that may have attacked the human. Once they were all gone, only three remained; Ryan, who's body now laid lifelessly on the stage floor with a pool of warm red liquid forming beneath him. Luna, who stared in shock at him. And Brittany, who placed her gun back into its holster, not even noticing Luna.

Luna teleported over to Ryan's side and flipped him over, shaking his body. "Ryan? Ryan!" She tore open his shirt and looked over the wound, using her magic to pull out a small metal object that had punctured his skin and dove into his body. "Please, please! Wake up!" She looked up to see the dark figure from earlier attempting to leave, but closed the door and sealed it with her magic.

Brittany stepped back, startled from the sudden life that had been given to the door. She looked over to see the night princess standing straight and tall over Ryan's body. Her horn and eyes were shinning brightly, as were the tears streaming down her face as she stared her down.

"What did you do!?" Screamed the extremely pissed off alicorn in her Canterlot voice. This caused Brittany to recoil a few steps backward. She could feel the sheer force of just her yelling hitting her like a train.

Luna was charging up her magic for a massive blow, but Brittany quickly drew her gun again. Three more bangs echoed through the room before the uniformed human's body fell to the floor.

The mare, shocked at this development, looked down to face the source of the banging.

Ryan laid on his side, one hand over his wound while the other was stretched over his head, holding a device similar to the one the woman had reached for.

Luna lowered herself back down to Ryan with tears still in her eyes, but the glow slowly subsiding. "Ryan!" She shouted, sitting him up and pulling him into a tight hug. "I thought I had lost you..."

"You're not getting rid of me that easily..." He weakly stated, chuckling a bit as he did so. He dropped his gun and joined Luna in the embrace. He was happy he was alive, but more importantly, he was happy he was able to protect Luna and wouldn't be leaving her on this night.

"Can you Identify her?" The nurse asked, unzipping the body bag.

Ryan stood by Luna's side, his wound had been healed earlier that day with the help of his wonderful marefirend's alicorn powers and he couldn't be in better condition. "Her name's Brittany." He said. "She's from my world."

The nurse nodded before zipping up the bag and pushing it away. The couple looked at each other; Luna giving Ryan a very curious look. "This was the woman that tried to arrest you back in your world, right?" He nodded. "Why did she try to kill you?"

He thought back to a time he had nearly forgotten about, the day he and Brittany had broken up.

Ryan stormed out of the house with Brittany following close behind. They had been dating for several months and it was becoming too much on him. For a long time he had had problems with staying in a committed relationship, he would find himself becoming irritable and aggressive over the littlest things with his partners. He just needed to get away from her for a bit, have his space to work this all out on his own. She wasn't allowing this.

Brittany ran up behind him, grabbing him by the arm to stop him from going any further. "Ryan, talk to me! We can work this out. Let me help you."

"There's nothing to work out!' He snapped at her, pulling his arm from her grip. "You can't help me, just leave me alone!" He didn't want to yell at her, he didn't want to hurt her, but right now that was the only thing on his mind. He had to leave before he could do something he would regret.

She just stared at him with watery eyes. She wanted to do something, anything to make him feel better. He had told her when they first started going out that a time like this would come and he would need some space to figure it out, but she had convinced herself that she could help him. "I can help you! I know I can, but you have to let me in!"

"Fuck you! Stay away from me." He tried to walk away again, only for her to wrap her arms around him from behind.

"Please, Ryan...I don't wanna lose you." She pleaded, soaking the back of his shirt with her tears.

Finish what you started!

Ryan couldn't help himself, he didn't want to leave her, but that's what it was coming to. He growled as he reached down and grabbed her hands, pulling them off of him as he shoved her away. "What part off 'fuck off' did you not understand!? I don't want anything to do with you anymore! You can die in a fucking hole for all I care!" He turned around and took off running, leaving a teary eyed Brittany standing in the middle of the road by herself.

"Ever since then she's been out to get me." He explained, now sitting on the edge of his bed. "She became a cop and started stalking me, looking for reasons to put me away." He paused and started rubbing the small hairs on his chin. "I don't know, I guess she just never let it go. She relied on me for damn near everything and I just up and left for no reason."

Luna sat beside him, listening intently as he explained Brittany's hatred for him. "I can understand her being upset, but that shouldn't be enough to drive her to try and murder you."

"You'd be surprised." He started, "Human's are fucked up individuals. I've seen people being killed over something as simply as living space. We're a violent race and there just comes a point where something becomes too much and you snap. Plus, she was emotionally unstable and bipolar as hell."

"Okay, I can't say I agree with the solution though." Luna thought back to when she had almost taken over all of Equestria. Back when all she wanted was to take out her sister and make night time eternal. She had done it simply because she was jealous of the attention her sister was getting as well as the day time. She poured her heart and soul into making the nights as beautiful as they were and never got recognition, just as Brittany pulled her heart and soul into Ryan, only for him to leave her. "Then again, I can't really judge, can I?" She said with a light giggle. "But, I guess I can understand it on some level."

"I guess I can too. Hell, I'd probably kill for less." The two shared a short laugh.

Luna couldn't help but ponder what Ryan had spoken about earlier. "What you said; about having commitment issues and wanting to leave your partner. That's not going to happen with me, is it?"

He looked over at her, she could see it in his eyes. He was scared. "I hope not..."

Ryan just sat still, staying deep in thought as he reached up and rubbed the area he had recently been shot in. Luna gazed at him with concern. "Are you alright? It's not still hurting is it?"

He smiled a bit. "No, not at all. It's just that..." He paused again, looking for the right words as he let out a sigh. "Karma's a bitch."

Author's Notes:

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