(Warning: The ending that you have chosen involves explicit sexual activity as well as graphic descriptions of gore.)

Luna gazed right down at the unicorn. Her eyes flowed from the bottom of his frizzy pink mane all the way up the curls, and then they rested right upon to the end of his horn. She focused right on the pinkish-red tip. Just like your... like our daughter...

Strawberry made another puppy like whimper. Luna locked eyes with him. Such a goofy little expression, well, I guess you can't keep yourself off me. She chuckled a little. She then looked down at his curly nose and soft face. You can't... Luna silently leaned forward once again. Strawberry gave her a huge kiss.

You can't live without me. And you won't have to. She teared a little bit as they kisses. You'll never have to. I promise. She then pulled him off of her once again.

"I have to show you something, actually," Luna squeaked. Strawberry smiled. He then let out a gasp as Luna magically picked him up and then smacked him upon her side. "Just a moment, Strawberry!" She hopped down the town square for a second-- Strawberry jiggling about at her side like a backpack. Oh, where is it... Where is it!

"A-ha!" Luna exclaimed. She leaned backwards and launched herself up. She then clang over to the edge of the building's side. Strawberry panted, trying not to look down. Luna scampered a little bit to the side. She then peeked into the second-story window. "Oh, it would be so odd for her to up this hour, but still..."

The unicorn and the alicorn peeked inside the boutique window. Stacks of papers littered across dresser after dresser. The shelves bulged full of all kinds of fabrics. Luna ran her eyes across the gigantic mess over to the corner of the room. Luna eyed the bottles filled with needles and strings. Luna then stared at the white unicorn hidden behind them.

“Sparkles, sparkles,” Rarity said to herself, eying the bright blue dress spread around the table with the intensity of a general making battle plans. “All they seem to want is sparkles. But of course, she is unable to even begin to understand the power of understatement. Not to mention, for goodness sakes, proper color matching… All these red sparkly stars spread along a blue— night blue no less— bottom! It’s simply unbelievable!"

Luna tapped against the glass. Rarity nudged about a little, but she kept staring down. Luna tucked her hoof back, and then she smacked it against the window. Rarity bounced up.

"What could possibly be going on at this hour," the white unicorn began, stepping over to the window, "That would mean-- mean-- mean--" Her eyes sprang open, and she buckled back. "P-P-P-P-P-P-Princess!" She wiggled about in place. "P-Princess, it is s-s-such an honor, s-so g-great..."

Luna glanced down, and then she magically lifted up the window lock. Rarity's face seemed to melt as if she'd faint at any second. Luna turned her head over to the side door on the first floor. She magically lifted Strawberry off of her and then placed him down onto the flat grassy patch. He looked back up at her blankly.

"Now then," Luna said. She stepped into the room-- measuring each step carefully to avoid any of the fabrics or notebooks laying about the floor. Rarity let out a loud gasp.

"The P-P-Princess is in m-my r-room!" Rarity called out out. She twirled backwards.

Luna teleported right behind Rarity and held her back up. She took a deep breath, and then she blew a misty puff of magic upon Rarity's face. The white unicorn's eyes popped back open. "Now then, we need something important. We apologize for the late hour, but this is something we must have immediately. Hopefully in a matter of seconds?"

"I had the craziest dream," Rarity muttered, shifting her hoof over her head, "I was just minding my own business in my room, and then the Princess appeared out of--" She then gazed right at Luna's face. "Oh..."

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"Luna, Luna, please," Strawberry moaned. He kept on gazing at the open window above him. The ponies shifted about. They called out something. He curled his ears, but he couldn't hear a thing. Come on, you! Think! What was that hearing spell

He smacked his hooves against his head. Ugh, I thought I'd remember that one if I use it so much. Stupid memory... Wait, I can use the memory spell. He stepped forwards and put a hoof against the boutique wall. Memory spell! Wait... How does that one go again?

"Rabbit pellets," he muttered. He bonked his head against the stone. He paused, and then he moved back. The unicorn glanced over at the boutique's front door. "Luna, whatever it is, please. Just tell me."

He walked over. He then heard a flurry of clicking sounds. Light suddenly poured out. He missed a step and then plopped onto the ground. The unicorn put his hooves to his eyes and blinked. Somepony stepped out towards him.

"Strawberry, we need to ask you something," Luna said. Strawberry gazed up at her as the light ran across her shoulders. She smiled at him, and then she lowered her head. His eyes locked upon the top of her horn.

"Ahhh... ahh..." he moaned. Thousands of emotions flooded every inch of his mind. He held up his hooves and barely missed touching Luna's face.

"Will you marry me?" Luna asked. The light shone across the small silver ring on her horn. Every last one of its finely cut rubies-- shaped just like little darkish pink roses spread out in a chain-- exploded in sparkles.

"YES!" Strawberry screamed. He jumped up and squeezed Luna with all of his might. He buried his face in her neck. Tears of joy dripped down her side, and he felt her doing the same along his back. "I... I..." He could only think of one thing to say. "I love you."

"I love you," she said back. Strawberry rubbed his face along her head. He looked out behind them, and he saw Rarity with her face pressed flat against the window.

Strawberry giggled a little as Rarity bounced up and down in rapid-fire succession. She grinned from ear to hear. She almost seemed to burst right though the glass with each hop.

"Now," Luna said, and she head him hoof in hoof down the street. He curled his body over upon hers. "There's two things I need to take care of. One of them is that we need to take about your condition." The pleasure melted off of her face, and her eyes seemed to freeze into thick globs of ice. Strawberry pulled off of her.

"C-condition?" he muttered back. What for goodness' sake is she talking about?

"Your autoimmune diseases-- with your migraines, your double-vision, your heart problems, and everything else," she went on. She stopped walking, and then she stamped her hooves against the ground.

"My love, I don't..."

"It's not very nice to keep these things hidden," Luna said, leaning down and arching her back up, "Oh, sweetheart, I know that you're embarrassed. You're worried about bringing up your own mortality. You worried that that might keep us apart." Her eyes narrowed. "But you're mine. Like I said: mine. Mine now and forever." She grumbled out that four-letter-word as if she was biting through a steak.

"Please, Luna, I don't have any idea what you're saying."

"NO more lies!" Luna shouted, and then she grabbed his side. She galloped over to his apartment complex, dragging him along like a backpack. She threw him in front of her and then magically plopped him down on the pile of flowers. "You... you little..." She paused, and then she brought back her usual sing-song voice. "Oh, dear, I'm sorry. I'm not really angry. I'm just afraid. You know that I can't bear to lose you. That's why you lied to me. That's why you kept me in the dark. Now, please let us in."

Strawberry turned his head over and stared at the 'Room 101' sign. He glanced back at his wife-to-be for a second. He took a gulp and then opened the door. Luna followed him inside. He then took a seat upon his large black living room couch.

She silently stood up in the center of the room. His eyes ran up from the tips of her soft blue hooves up her slender body and then upon the odd gaze across her face. Her face displayed a kind, generous smile, yet her eyes had shrunk into beady, cold slits. He looked up at the coarse curves across the top of her head.

"There doesn't have to be any lies anymore," she said, going into an emotionless montone, "There doesn't have to be any distance between us. I know how to make us one. How to make us the same. How to--" She stepped forwards, and she ran her right hoof along the side of his head. He tensed. It felt half like the comforting touch of a wife and half like a scientist examining a dissected frog. "Make you better."

"Could we have some more of those Midnight Teas right now, before we talk?" Strawberry asked, "They would just make the mood perfect."

She nervously nodded. He stared at her pained face and tried to imagine the war going on inside her mind. He then scurried off the side door into the kitchen. He thrust open the cabinets and trailed across the contents with his hooves. Oh, wow... Oh, wow! I can't think. I don't even know. What's going to happen. Whatever happened to you---whatever it was-- it ripped your heart into pieces. I know.

He magically picked up the glasses, and he span around. He came inches away from smashing them against the wall. It was your sister. It was your stuck up, whiny, obnoxious, and domineering tyrant of a big sister. The one that abandoned you to the moon for centuries. Did she demand you get an abortion? Did she say get the doctor herself? Did she spin you these lies about me giving diseases to our kid-- MY KID? "Celestia," he muttered.

"Don't worry," said a voice behind him. He span around, and he saw what looked like Luna walking out of his pantry into his kitchen.

"Why were you in my-- Why aren't you on the-- What's-- What are you doing?" Strawberry sputtered. He then stopped. Oh, it's... you. Want to keep playing with me? Ugh, I guess I'll play along. One false move from her though and I'm throwing her out.

"Whatever I just said to you before, don't worry about it," said the other Luna. Strawberry nodded along as he grabbed ingredients. "I'm just being a little confused. That's all. In fact, I'll probably even, uh, forget what I just said to you just now-- in only a few seconds!"

"So, we're not getting married?" Strawberry asked back. He saw the smile melt from the other Luna's face, and he giggled a little. He pulled up five little glasses in front of him.

"Oh, we're doing that?" asked the other Luna, "Well, I... we... we are very glad. Ummm... Carry on? I'm just confused. That's all." She wiggled her head around.

"That's fine," he replied. He twirled around and held up a glass of his minty concoction. The other Luna picked it up. Strawberry then leaned over face to face. "You know, you probably could use one of these." Celestia... You know I'll always be between you. I don't care how much you hate it. I took your sister away from you, and I'm not giving her back.

The other Luna understood. She took a few sips, and then she put the glass back down against the counter. Strawberry picked up the other four glasses and then moved over to the kitchen door. He glanced back at the other Luna, who tapped her hooves against the floor nervously. Wow, your magic, it's just... It's so weird. It's like you're half Luna now already.

Strawberry then turned around, and he smacked against something soft and blue. He bounced down upon the ground-- trying hard to make sure the drinks landed rather than spilled around him. He blinked.

"ME!" Luna screamed, and she pointed at her doppelganger. She stepped a little forward, but then she halted. "We mean... I!" She shifted her head around. "I mean... YOU!"

"You," the other Luna repeated. She leaned down and then rested her head and hooves against Strawberry's neck.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Strawberry screamed. He kicked his hooves around. The two Luna's stopped and then rushed down to his side. Strawberry pushed the other Luna's hooves off of his neck. He twisted around on the tiles over to the sink.

"What is it?" asked the other Luna. She leaned forward to embrace her again, but the original Luna smacked her horn over. She looked ready to skewer her doppelganger's neck at one other false move.

"Oh, it's..." Strawberry squeaked, and he felt little spots appearing on him, "Just the marks, that's all. I mean... It's healed. It's fine. I'm just a little soft and a little tender where I was bit... Same where I was burned. But really, I'm fine. They'll fade in just a second."

"Nightmare Moon bit and burned you?" the other Luna asked. She then locked eyes with the original. "My, my! You're a bad girl!" She chuckled, and then the original Luna nudged her hind hooves around. She prepared to buck the copy back into the pantry.

"It's just your magic, just--" Strawberry interrupted, "Just don't shock me with your magic. I'm too in sync with it already." He sat a little bit back up. "It doesn't feel bad or painful, it's just too... overwhelming." Luna is one thing. Luna and Celestia's magic mixed together... I'm like a bird flying through a hurricane.

Luna glanced down, and she ran her eyes along the little fang prints sticking out from his soft white body. Shame almost dripped off of her face, and she nudged her head down a little. The other Luna just gawked at Strawberry like a work of art. The original Luna lined up face to face with Strawberry. You're a part of me. And I'm a part of you. There's just one way to make us both be together forever.

"And... I've found the necessary pegasus," Luna said, standing up and staring at her copy, "I've found the necessary donor." She ran her eyes all along the fluttering blue feathers across her duplicate's wings. She clenched her face, and her eyes felt like they cracked.

"Lulu... I... I'm sorry..." the duplicate Luna said, looking like she shrunk by a few inches.

"You," Luna growled. She stepped over Strawberry and held him close under her chest like a lioness with her cub. "You tried to steal him from me. You killed our marriage. You spied on us time and time again-- trying to destroy everything we made together. Dragging me away from him--" She pulled him down even closer along her belly. "To all your insipid little royal garbage."

The Luna copy whimpered. She kicked helplessly against the floor tiles back against the counter. Strawberry could see that Celestia's white magical aura had almost completely faded-- leaving her copy weak and deflated.

"Then!" Luna hollered, and she scooted forward. Her horn lined up straight against her copy's head. "You tried to get me to kill my own child. That would be bad enough to finish it off, but oh-- oh no-- the tyrant that is Celestia couldn't stop there."

"She couldn't?" the copy asked back. Flurries of electricity shot out from around her neck. The blue pulses of magical energy also faded and faded. Strawberry couldn't help thinking that she'd revert to foal form any second.

"THEN, you came to my husbands own HOUSE to BUCK HIM after I PROPOSED!" Luna screamed. She threw up her right front hoof, and then she smashed it upon the ground. Hunks of tile shot out across the room. Luna swung her head in a circle-- looking almost like an owl-- and then she opened her mouth wide. Drool dripped out of her mouth.

Strawberry couldn't see his wife-to-be's face. He started at Celestia's face. Whatever magic that had transformed her mind, heart, body, and soul into Luna's twin also ate her alive from the inside out. The duplicate Luna's face seemed to slide and then drip off-- like an oil painting put to a flame. No, Celestia... Her magic... How can this happen? She's the most powerful being in Equestria.

"SO!" Luna shrieked, "I've found my donor." A burst of sparks shot out from the duplicate Luna's neck. Strawberry smelled a puff of smoke. A white light burst out. He threw his hooves over his eyes.

"Lulu," Celestia declared. Strawberry looked out and saw the sun goddess, in all her glory, standing there in his kitchen. "It's time to end this once and for all." She raised up her right hoof, and the air whisped about at the end from the intense heat.

"I hate you," Luna growled. She somehow managed to pull Strawberry even closer.

"What?" Celestia asked. She then suddenly turned her head over to the refrigerator. "No, you shut up! No, Discord, that's enough. I'd never do that. I won't hurt her. I love my sister." She kept arguing with the thin air. She then punched the refrigerator. The metal groaned, and steam poured out everywhere. Celestia then shut her eyes tight. "Discord, no! NO! STOP IT!"

"You're going insane, Tia!"

"Discord!" Celestia called out. She pulled out her steaming hot hoof from the twisted metal. Eyes still shut, she flipped around and then pointed the hoof straight at Luna's head. Her bright white magical aura shined out across the whole room. "Your evil rule is at an end!"

Time seemed to froze. Strawberry's eyes grew wide as saucers. Celestia flew forward at them. Luna slid the two of them over to the side counter, and she grabbed the huge tray of iced tea glasses. Celestia screamed. Luna screamed. Strawberry just tried not to faint.

*Crash*

Strawberry fell backwards. An empty tray fell upon his chest. He then scampered about with all of his hooves back towards the kitchen door. He stared at the scene in front of him as he panted. Luna stood up straight and stretched over Celestia's limp body. Luna magically held up a huge pile of broken glass above her head. She gasped, and then she accidentally let it go. Strawberry's eyes traced around the shards down as they fell upon Celestia's body.

His eyes then ran up the side of Celestia's head. Pieces of glass sprinkled all across her body. Luna had knocked thick chunks of glass all along her temple and into head under her mane-- burying the reflective pieces deep into her bright white skin. Globs of sticky redness dripped across her head down onto the tile. The sun goddess let out frantic gasps. Her eyes opened up wide. Emotional shock and physical shock surged through her mind as she gasped for breath over and over again.

Luna shifted about in place for a moment. She took a deep breath, and then she let out a laugh. It sounded so alien. Strawberry hadn't hear anything like that since Nightmare Moon went away. Luna nudged Celestia with her right hoof. "Ah, you'll live, you crybaby. Or, I should say, you'll live long enough," she declared. She then turned to her husband-to-be. "So, shall we start preparing for the procedure, my love?"

Strawberry squealed. Luna moved closer. Every step scrunched its own little mound of glass. "You're not thinking of leaving me, my love?" The blue alicorn leaned down. "You know we'll always be together forever. And I do mean forever, my love?" Strawberry's eyes locked with those bloodshot slits of hers. Her pupils burned solid blue like a flaming star. She let out a breath, and he could feel the magic freezing against his skin.

"My love?" he asked back. She then nudged down even more. She pushed her eyes just inches away from his. His breaths stopped. He looked up, and he saw her magically pull something metal from the cabinet above them.

"This looks familiar," she said, and she pulled down the long knife-- the serrated edge glistening in the light. She slid it down and then held it right up in between her and her husband to be. "Well, then..."

"Then..."

"Time for some meat work."