#( shdbfsf i hope this is ok! this was like- the first idea that popped in my brain sdjhfb )

[princepsluna]

@twxlightbeforedawn​  ♥’d

  the rustling of paper wings was beginning to become grating upon luna’s ears, which were now pinned back on her head in annoyance. even after every magic blast, more and more just kept taking its place. they weren’t malicious anymore, she’d taken care of the nightmare and turned it back into something  more manageable for the dreamer ... who still fluttered about the place.

  there wasn’t much luna knew about twilight beyond their brief interactions, and from what she reads in her sisters letters. even in one of her more personal spaces, a place neither reality nor unreal, luna was even more lost on the character of twilight sparkle.

“  Thou are dreaming ... and yet you’re still studying?  ”  she inquires with confusion in her voice, tossing her head to shake off the flying books that tried to nest in her nebulous mane.   her ears turned forward curiously as she walked towards twilight, who already had a pile of books on a desk, which was also a tree branch with onlooking flying books. she glanced at the paper she was furiously writing on, mostly nonsensical words from what luna could see. but clearly they made sense to the young mare.   in a place where nothing was limited, the monarch could barely wrap her head around spending time in this realm doing work. which of course was not the strangest dream for a pony to have- workaholics and the like tended to dream a similar dream. but ... that didn’t mean luna struggled to understand why they would spend time doing the same thing they did when in waking.

  and especially so, in the case of the princess of friendship.

“  ...  You’re a strange one, Twilight Sparkle.  ”