Moonbeam

He is not what he seems to be

Night came and Bengal brought Moonbeam under their little handmade roof, so they could start sharing berries. But before that, they needed a fire. Bengal took from her pocket some matches and lighted up a fire, which became bigger and bigger.

Sharing berries started:one for Bengal, one for Moonbeam. He felt really excited about Bengal, so we should think that he fell in love with her. And that's what really happened, even if he was a liitle horse. So Moonbeam approached Bengal and whispered into her ear:

-I think I'll let you understand me.

Bengal was a little scared:

-What? I can understand you? That's great!

-Ok. Now you gotta learn something about me. My name is Moonbeam and I am the well-known horse son of the queen of Moonland, called Margaret. She abandoned me in these woods, and a witch took me and brought me into a barnyard where another horse took care of me. Then I ran, because the witch wanted to cut me and eat me. But that's not what I really wanted to tell you.

-What do you want to tell me? Be honest, I won't condamn you for it, said Bengal with a really sweet voice.

-Alright. The thing is that the doctor gave that horsy potion to my mum, but he didn't knew that I could turn into a human right away. I mean, into a prince. How old are you, Bengal?

-I... I... am 20.

-Now listen... 3 horse years are equal to 18 human years.

I'd really like to tell you that I fell in love with you right from the very-very first moments when I met you. So, you're the right person.

-For what? asked Bengal.

-The spell of the horsy potion can be broken by one kiss from the girl that I fall in love with and I think you are the right person.

Bengal was so happy and excited that she just jumped for it and gave Moonbeam a good kiss on his... horsy lips. Which is preety strange, but the reward was deserving it.

Moonbeam turned immediately into a prince and kissed Bengal again. On her... human lips. I mean, more normal lips.

-Now, that we're here and no one sees us, will you marry me, Bengal?

-Yes, with all my pleasure, Moonbeam.

And for the third time they kissed. There was only one thing left to do...