Shortly after Ryan was released from the infirmary, only seeming to have suffered a light concussion and a few cracked ribs, he attempted to make his way back to his room. His brain was a bit fuzzy from both the impact several hours ago and the pain killers they gave him just before leaving. As he stumbled through the hallways he silently asked himself where his room was. Now that he thought about it, he didn't get the chance to actually even see it.

His search, though in vain, did prove to be somewhat useful. He managed to memorize the entire night wing of the castle, kind of. He might still get lost every now and again, but he knew the basic layout. As he continued to move about the hallway, swaying every so often, he eventually caught the attention of a very familiar white alicorn.

Celestia, upon spotting the stumbling human, flew over to his side. Ryan was going to have a busy morning ahead of him and he didn't even know it yet. "Hello, Ryan."

The second the sound of that familiar voice reached his ears Ryan spun around with a new-found adrenaline rush pumping through his body. Once he was turned to face her he raised his fists up toward his head in a defensive manner. He was ready for a fight this time and it didn't look like he was going to go down so easily now.

Celestia gave him a light-heart giggle. She knew she could beat him easily without even so much as flicking her wrist. However, this wasn't the most positive of signs. The creature they pulled from another world felt threatened by her presence. For all she knew he could start some sort of war if he decided to go home. "Please, Ryan. Calm down, I'm not going to hurt you."

"Like hell you aren't." Ryan began. He had been here for the maximum of one day and he already had lost any ounce of trust that may have been present to this god-like creature. "Come near me and I'll punch you square in the fucking throat!"

Celestia gave him a very unpleasant look before levitating him into the air and dangling him in front of her. "Look, I know things between us started off on the wrong hoof, but you need to snap out of it. This isn't for me, this is for my sister."

Now he was just confused, what was so important about him anyway? Why would someone like him be considered the perfect match for a night goddess. "What are you getting at? Why is this so important?"

"Because my sister means the world to me and I will do anything to make her happy." Ryan could see the determination in her eyes. In less than a second her motherly gaze turned to that of a predator stalking its next meal.

I would like to be a turtle...

Despite the unsettling look she was giving him, he could admire her dedication to making her family happy. He lived that life at one point, back when he still had a family. All they need do is ask and he would obey, all to just make them a little bit happier. As he floated in the air, eye level with Celestia, he crossed his arms and sighed. "What do I have to do?"

Ryan held his breath as to remain completely still for the suit tailor until they were done taking notes on his measurements. He took a deep breath once the tailor was finished and watched him walk off to a back room before turning his attention to Celestia, who was only sitting a few feet from him reading a magazine. "So you set up an actual date for us?"

Celestia turned one of the pages she was looking at before glancing up at Ryan, giving him a light smile. "Yes, I did. I thought it would be nice for you two to get out for a bit. Especially Luna."

"Don't you think you're kind of rushing this?" He asked, thinking about how quickly all of this was happening. "I mean, we've known each other for a day. Isn't it a bit early for us to start dating?"

"You're not dating, you're going on a date. That is completely different. Besides, if you two go out together you can get to know each other better."

She did have a point, but it just felt so weird the way that all of this was happening. Seriously, he fell out of a portal, ran for a bit, talked to Luna, and was almost murdered. These were not the signs for a properly developing relationship. These were more like; If you fuck up, you're gonna die!

He was beyond nervous about all of this. Going out on a date with a woman he didn't know, who wasn't even the same species as him, going out in public in a world that he did not know or understand, and overall if something went wrong then Celestia was going to blame him and probably ride his body down a hill like some sort of meat toboggan. "Are you alright, Ryan?"

Ryan shook his head and blinked a few times, Celestia's voice being enough to shake him from his disturbed thoughts and daydreams of his body being brutalized by her. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just zoned out for a second."

Celestia wasn't sure how to handle his odd behavior, but decided it would probably be easier to shrug it off for now. No point in messing with him too much now. She already got him put in the hospital once.

My friend, you are royally fucked. Good luck and may the great warhorse in the sky be with you on this arduous quest.

The sun goddess rose from her seat and set down the magazine she was reading. "I'd love to stay and chat, but I need to make sure Luna is ready." She said, leaving the room and going elsewhere.

Ryan watched her as she left, his eyes scanning her figure as she took her leave. From her slender torso down to her big round flank. He couldn't help but notice how it moved with every swayed step she took. His attention was soon caught by the stallion who had previously taken his measurements. "Sir, your attire is ready when you are."

Luna exited the changing room, showing her sister the dress she had chosen; A Moonlight Serenade Navy Blue Strapless Maxi Dress. It was navy blue with padded cups, making her already well endowed chest appear to be slightly larger. The skirt had a side slit, allowing it to reveal one of her slender, but well-toned legs from her foot to the middle of her thigh. The center of the dress had a replica of her cutie mark, the crescent moon.

The night princess smiled nervously at her sister, pulling her mane back and tying it into a ponytail. "So...How do I look?"

Celestia almost started drooling on herself the second Luna walked out. Once her full form entered the day princesses vision she became lost in her own little world. "My goodness..."

Luna's features became one of panic. "What is it? Is something wrong. Is the dress not pretty? Oh, I knew I should have just went out wearing my casual attire."

Celestia walked over to Luna and wrapped her in a loving embrace "No, sister. You look absolutely wonderful."

Luna smiled inward and hugged her sister back. It was kind of an odd feeling at first; Since she took on this whole rebellious personality she had never actually just gone up to embrace her sister. "Thank you, Tia."

"Now, let's just hope your date can look as good as you."

"Celestia!" A voice called out from behind the door before opening it. "Where are we even going? You never told me-" Ryan's voice trailed off as he looked over at Luna. He could feel his heart racing at the sight of her. "Holy hell..."

Fuck whatever species gap we'll end up having to jump, I want it.

Ryan became locked in the same mesmeric -like state Celestia had previously been in. Luna was having a small trip of her own as well. The human was pretty handsome to begin with, but seeing him dress up made the appeal that much stronger. He was donned in black dress pants and a black vest over a blue dress shirt with its sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He had been given a tie, but had tossed it aside, leaving him room to have his crescent moon necklace rest on his chest and to have the first two buttons undone and open to give off some exposure of his chest.

Celestia had to admit that she was a bit surprised at how well he was wearing that suit. She even started to wonder if maybe she should go after Ryan. She couldn't do that to Luna though, she deserved this, she needed this. "Well, now that you two seem to be ready, how about we get you moving. You're reservations at The Canterlot Restaurant'e is in fifteen minutes."

The trip itself was rather quick since they were being royally escorted. They were able to take any and all shortcuts and skip over anypony that might get in their way. Seems like more of an abuse of power in their title, but the pony-people didn't really seem to mind, so fuck it.

They arrived five minutes early and were given a two-person table promptly upon arrival. Wouldn't want to upset royalty now, would we? Ryan, being the gentleman he is, made sure to pull out the chair for Luna and push it in when she planted her rump on the padded wood. She thanked him and with that he took a seat just across from her.

The two sat in both relative and awkward silence, looking all around the room they were in and occasionally glancing at each other. Ryan's eyes couldn't help but almost become glued to her every time he looked her way. The way that dress gripped her from the waist up, showing off her wonderful form. How her breasts were being pressed together and showing off a mountain of cleavage between the cups of the garment.

Luna was in no better a position. Ryan was definitely no stallion, but he pulled off the suit very well. Part of her was a bit too excited by the fact that he rolled up his sleeves, revealing some of his body as well as tightening the cloth around his arms to show off his soft built biceps.

They stayed like this for several minutes, being silent and occasionally ogling the others features. Ryan figured that this had been going on too long now. He was the man and it was his job to make sure that this date went well, lest he would rather have Celestia cut his head off...then decapitate him.

However, just because he had to make sure the date went well, that didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun. A bit of teasing never hurt anyone-er-pony. Forcing the most sultry voice he could, he leaned back and undid one of the buttons on his shirt. "So, am I everything you could possibly imagine?"

Luna blushed slightly; was he really doing this in a public place? Is he being serious? She watched as his features went from sexual to comical. He was doing this specifically to get a reaction out of her. Alright, if he wanted to play this game then she could play it right back. She placed one of her hands on the back of her neck, pretending to be nervous. "Well, I'm liking what I see so far. How about you?"

He watched as her hand suddenly slid down from her neck to her chest, grabbing the neck of her dress and pulling it down. Showing off more of her wonderful cleavage and shifting her shoulders to press her breasts further against each other.

I think our heart just skipped a beat...or twelve.

Luna giggled as he seized up, his eyes staring intently at her well endowed chest. She re-positioned her shoulders and released her dress, letting everything fall back into its normal place. "I think that'll suffice for an answer."

Okay, she's a bit more ballsy than expected. Not as bad as some of his ex's though. If he tried pulling a stunt like that with them he usually ended up being tackled to the floor and basically being raped. Not that he was complaining, it was fun every time.

Most of your ex's were nymphomaniacs.

Yep, one of his favorite qualities. However, she was willing to match his game so he would need to find some way to stump her. The restaurant scene was a bit annoying though. Ponies kept looking over and staring at him. "Hey, how about we bounce from this shit-hole and do something fun?"

She raised a brow at Ryan, wondering just what he was planning. Was he expecting to bed her already just because of a bit of teasing? While she has been sexually deprived, she wasn't about to jump on the first creature throwing up an offer. "And what, pray tell, do you have in mind."

"Anything that doesn't involve sitting on my ass all day..."

She was still wary of his intentions, but if he tried anything she could stop him. It wouldn't hurt just to go out and see what he had in mind. "Very well."

Luna was completely lost as to why Ryan had her fly them onto the roof of one of the many buildings in Canterlot. There was nothing up here that they could really do unless he was planning something she wouldn't approve of. She kept her eyes locked on him as he looked around at the rooftops before unbuttoning the vest and sliding it off; placing it down on the structure beneath his feet.

Before she could ask what he was doing, Ryan took off. Running at a full sprint to the edge of the building and leaping with a determined grunt escaping his throat. She gasped in shock and ran over to him, but it was too late.

Loosen the legs, tighten the chest, prepare for landing.

Ryan landed on a slightly smaller building's roof; waiting for his feet to hit solid ground before letting his body fall and roll to lessen the impact. He was breathing heavily once he had forced his body back to a standing position.

Luna stared in shock and awe at the human. She didn't know whether she should be happy that he wasn't hurt, or angry that he did something so stupid.

"You coming or what?" Ryan yelled up to her, pulling the alicorn out of her thoughts.

"Excuse me?"

"Come on, little miss bad girl. What, am I too much for you to keep up with?"

Oh, now it's on. Luna's horn flared, her dress quickly vanishing in the blink of an eye and being replaced with her normal attire. Unlike the poor little human, she had an advantage. The night princess spread her wings and climbed onto the edge, looking down at Ryan, who was giving her a cocky smile.

Seeing that she was finally ready to have some real fun, he started running again. The next building was a bit taller than this one; he would need to do this carefully or he'd likely end up being a puddle on the ground. Once he was at the edge he focused his muscles on going for height, rather than distance.

With that programmed into his legs he managed to almost get to where he needed to grab the ledge, but fell short by a few inches. Reacting as quickly as his body would allow, he pressed one of his feet to the building and pushed up, propelling him high enough to grab onto his target and pull himself up.

Luna had to admit, she was impressed. Not a lot of ponies could pull something like this off. Most were either too scared while others didn't have the leg muscles nor stamina to move like that. But Ryan, he seemed to be doing this as if it were second nature. If he could do things like this with little effort, she wondered what other feats he could accomplish.

Ignoring those thoughts for now, Luna leaped off of the first building and took flight; quickly catching up to the sprinting human who merely looked over at her and smiled while continuing to work his way across the rooftops.

This went on for nearly an hour and at one point Luna decided to give her wings a break and join him. He was surprised at how well she was keeping up with him. She was a natural born climber.

Maybe they didn't evolve from horses. They could be a genetic mutation of a unicorn hate-fucking a monkey, who proceeded to rape an eagle.

That was probably the stupidest thought to ever cross his mind.

Fuck you!

Both parties eventually started to run out of steam. So after one final jump to a new building they crashed to the ground, painfully sliding across the hard roof top. The impact from the crash was nothing compared to the burning sensation in their muscles and lungs, but it was more than enough to keep them grounded.

Ryan had landed on his side and rolled onto his front, causing his left arm and some of his face to get cut up in the process. The clothing had protected some of him, kind of. But at this point, a lot of it had been either dirtied or ripped to shreds from the less-than-formal physical activity.

Luna was in no better position. She attempted to use her wings to lessen the blow, but it was in vain. Her body was face down on the roof and covered with cuts, scratches, and what could only be explained as road rash. Luckily for the alicorn, her healing magic kicked in, making all of her wounds vanish in a matter of seconds.

The human was not so lucky in the healing game, but his endurance was more than enough to help him make it through this. He looked over at Luna and she back at him, the two both panting heavily. After a few seconds of uninterrupted eye contact they started laughing; the lack of air in their lungs making it sound more like they were dry heaving.

Ryan forced himself to a his feet and held his right hand out to Luna. She happily took it and pulled herself up with the help of her, quote unquote, mate. He continued to hold her hand and lead her to the edge of this building before releasing her, but rather than jumping he merely sat down and looked over the city.

Luna smiled and joined him. This was a nice change of pace from her usual routine. By this time of night she was usually sitting in Night court, bored out of her mind and listening to the night owl nobles complaining about the stupidest things. But tonight she got to go out, run around like a filly, and overall just have fun. "Today has been fun. Thank you, Ryan."

"No problem." He replied, still a bit breathlessly. He took in a few deep breaths, but quickly felt a pair of eyes glued to him. Looking over he could see Luna staring intently to his left side.

"Ryan, you're hurt." She commented, finally taking notice of the damage on his left arm. The blue shirt he was wearing was becoming stained a deep shade of purple.

Sir, we are losing a lot of blood...

The human looked down and inspected his arm, noticing a rather large puddle of blood forming beside him. Looking back to where he had landed, he could see a trail of red liquid from where he had made his way to where he was sitting.

Adrenaline finally wearing off as the realization dawned on him, Ryan started to become very light headed. "Shit." Before he could so much as blink his body collapsed into Luna and everything faded to black.

Man down!

...

You know, I think the universe just hates you.

Ryan woke up several hours later in what he could immediately recognize as a hospital. White walls, shit bed, some weird guy twitching in the bed beside him. Yep, this was definitely a hospital. The window to his left showed the sun shining brightly, hinting to him that he had been there for a while now.

He was about to get up but soon found himself entrapped in a rather tight embrace from an unknown source. His usual instincts would have been to scream Rape while proceeding to beat the ever-loving hell out of whoever was near him, but for some reason he felt calm. Like he knew that, whoever this was, they weren't going to hurt him.

"Oh my gosh, Ryan! I'm so glad that you're okay." Came a familiar voice from the one hugging him.

"Hey Luna," He began, speaking in the most nonchalant voice he could muster. "How's it hanging?"

Luna released him from her grip and positioned herself so she was directly in his line of sight, speaking with a tone that Ryan could only recognize as concern. "How are you feeling?"

"Well, my left arm is completely numb." He said, looking down at his arm. It had been expertly wrapped but was coated in red stains. He must have really messed it up.

Suddenly Celestia entered the room via teleportation, causing both Luna and Ryan to jump. Unknown to Ryan, Luna had been doing her best to keep this information away from her sister. But there she stood, arms crossed and with a stern look on her face. "So, which one of you would like to explain to me why our guest had to be taken to the infirmary for the second time in the past two days?"

You were the reason for the first one!

Luna was doing her best to formulate a lie that may be just believable enough to get her sister off their backs. Little did she know that Ryan had something that he thought would be a bit more enjoyable in mind. "Well you see, I am actually a chronic masturbater and somehow, someway, I managed to pick up so much speed that every artery in my forearm just popped."

To be honest, he wasn't Celestia's biggest fan. Yeah, she could be funny, but he had almost been killed by her because of a simple misunderstanding. The longer he was here, the more he was likely going to keep shoving bullshit into her face.

Correction! This is probably one of the stupidest ideas you have ever had.

Celestia, though not happy with the situation he was in, was glad that he was well enough to still have a sense of humor. He must not be in too bad of shape if his mouth is still running. "Next time, you should probably ask for help then. I believe Luna may be able to offer some assistance."

That shit eating grin on Celestia's face was great, but the embarrassed look on Luna's was priceless. The blood forcing its way through her cheeks was literally turning her face purple.

Just as Luna was about to retort, Celestia vanished in the blink of an eye. This caused Luna's ears to drop and her face to take an annoyed expression as she growled to herself.

"Grow some balls girl, she was just kidding. Even I can see that." Luna had a sense of humor, but for some reason, whenever it came to her sister, she always seemed to be effected by it in a weird way. Almost like it was some sort of competition and she was losing.

"I know she was joking, that's the point." She said, still sounding a bit pissed.

"What do you mean-Oh...oh..."

Sibling wars...Please god, don't let this place turn into the next Nut Shot Kingdom.

Ryan shuddered at the memories of his past where he and his siblings would find bigger and better ways to cause each other testicular pain. The only good thing to come out of that was a massive amount of pain tolerance when it came to sack taps, and nut punches.

"Those were the days," He muttered to himself, "the horrible, ball popping days..."

Luna's focus went completely onto Ryan, having heard his silent conversation with himself, but not completely understanding what he was referring to. "I take it you have siblings as well?"

"Yep."

This made her a bit more curious about him and his upbringing. "What are they like?"

"They were all assholes."

"That's not very nice to say about your family."

"Correction, they were my relatives. They were not my family." He explained. Ryan had a very interesting view on those who were close to him and an even more interesting definition of the word family.

Luna wanted to question him further, but now didn't seem like the best time. Instead she grabbed a nearby chair and slid it beside his bed, allowing her to take a seat beside him. "How's your arm feeling? Any better?"

"It feels kind of like a wet noodle." Ryan waved his arm around, loosening his wrist and letting his hand flop around freely

The night princess couldn't help but giggle at his comment, but still couldn't help but feel concerned for his well-being. "You should get some rest."

"Without a goodnight kiss? How rude!" He teased, making Luna put on a cocky smile.

"Oh please; like you would be brave enough to place your lips upon those of royalty." Ryan was a brave character, this much she could see, but there was no doubt in her mind about this. He doesn't have the guts to make that kind of move.

Um...Excuse you, bitch!

Did she just fucking challenge him...again!? Nope, no way. This is not allowed! By now, most people who had met him learned not to challenge him. His stubborn streak would not allow him to back down.

With this part of his mind set in motion, he reached up and grabbed the neck of her top with his good hand and pulled; The force being more than enough to pull Luna out of her seat and onto the bed.

As their faces rested just centimeters from each other, Ryan decided to do something that sickened him to his very core. He was going to give her a chance to take it back. "You wanna run that by me again, sweetheart?"

Luna was surprised by his actions at first, but her mind eventually settled on the assumption that this was merely for looks. He wasn't going to do it, he just wanted to make her think that he would. All she would have to do is call him on his bluff. So, with the shit eating grin now spread across her face, she did just that. "You heard me. You don't have what it takes to-"

Her words became caught in her throat as her lips were forced against Ryan's. Her eyes became wide and for the second time in the past twenty-four hours she was struck with a mixture of both shock and awe.

Ryan kept his eyes glued to hers, sending a message that he was more than willing to do whatever she called him out on. And, from the look she was giving him, he could tell that the message has been sent, read, and eaten straight into her brain. Once again, he had won.