Well I wouldn't mind, just as long as you're not there to hurt anyone. *She smiles up at you*
“Hmm…”
Nightmare Moon thinks about this, for quite some time.
Eventually, the temptation becomes too great…
He looks down, sighing lightly, "I should apologize, because I don't even deserve your live I believe now," he falls silent after saying this, just for a moment, finishing, "You shouldn't try to change the one you love, and even though I haven't been too successful I think, I have been trying to change you."
Nightmare Moon shakes her head. “But… You have always sought to change Us for the best, even if it was misguided. We have always known this.”
She sighs, and sits down next to him. “We have tried to change you for Our own, selfish, reasons.”
So that's why those are so popular! You could have just asked, my sweets are for everyone!
“Well, even if it wasn’t rather embarrassing to love one of your most hated enemy’s sweets, the last time We entered Sugarcube Corner personally, the Cakes made Us feel less than welcome.”
Anonymous
“Moon… cakes? We have never heard of them before.”
*The fox is immediately on the ground, at which point he tries to run away* I'MSORRYI'MSORRYI'MSORRYI'MSORRY!
Anonymous
Nightmare Moon does not pursue the fleeing fox.
However, she does state, loudly enough for him to hear, “Do that again, and We shall have a new stole.”
FACEGLOM-OwaitNONO! LOOKOUT! *and then there was a flailing kindness fox on a collision course with Nightmare Moon's face*
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Nightmare Moon is struck, directly in the face, by a flying kindness fox.
She stands there, for a moment, unmoving, then whispers, dangerously, “Remove yourself from Our face…”
My, you are a confusing one indeed. Well, anyways, while you are reading this, I have sneaked into your assuming that you have graveyards, and have attempted robbed bodies from them. After getting the bodies, I would have used my minions to distract you before fleeing. If no graveyards, I left immediately.
Quite sensibly, intact burial is banned in Moon City. Nightmare Moon understands the dangers of leaving something as potentially magically active as a corpse just lying around quite well.
R-Really? I thought... I thought you wanted me dead. You... *he pauses* You really don't hate me?
“We don’t.”
She sighs. “This is going to sound very odd, but just because We tried to kill you did not mean We wanted you dead. We must not allow ponies to think that they can divorce Luna without difficulty, even if We do admit you had ample reason to.”
*A rainbow-colored police box starts materializing in NMM's throne room*
Almost instantly, the box is surrounded by armed guards. Nightmare Moon herself stands upon the dais, waiting to greet whoever steps out of it.
