Creating A Hive

Raspberry Stardust's Fun With Flags

Luna admired the large wide open plains. Say what you will about Princess Morgan's Dreams, they weren't boring.

There was much about the shared dreams that Luna could be fond of. For so long, nopony had appreciated her night, spending their time sleeping it away. Morgan had been one of the first ponies in Luna's return to greet her with delight- eagerness, dare Luna say. At first Morgan's lucid dreaming at panicked Luna, until Morgan had set it all up for both her own entertainment and for Luna's.

A few hours of escape once a week, with no need to take a train. Luna was overjoyed at having a friend. It was healing, for them both Luna liked to say.

Once again Luna stood in the vast expanse of Underland. Her Alice-Dress was in place. Luna was fond of the black bow, she would admit.

The walk to the Tea Party table was much shorter. Morgan had always noticed when Luna arrived in her mind for their weekly meetups. Luna spotted the tea party all decked out for somepony to join. The long table was adorned with treats, teapots, and the occasional cracked piece.

Morgan sat at the head of the table. She was sitting sideways in the chair in her human form. Her legs dangled over an armrest, swinging idly. She was dressed in a garish green trench coat, a multicolored necktie, black polka dot shirt, and black pants smudged with rust. She stared off into the distance, eyes unseeing but Luna knew Morgan would come back to herself in a second's notice if somepony approached for an attack.

DorKilljoy was dancing about the table engaging in swordplay with any food that was too close to her position. Yes her sister was in her pegasus form. Luna had a mind to question her about it.

"Why are we here again?" Luna wondered.

Morgan didn't move from her position. "There aren't a lot of places I can wear a top hat.

"Of course." Luna had no idea if that was true or not. Still, seeing Underland wasn't a disturbance. Not a complete one- after all it's not like Morgan had Discord's Reality altering powers. "And why did you desire to wear a top hat?"

Morgan hummed, thoughtful. She stared at her tablemates. The Killjoy who was a Dormouse was still there. Though, there was now a crazy looking rabbit with a remarkable resemblance to Thorax. Only he wore a gray waistcoat with a blue bowtie.

"Do you lot have any ideas?" Morgan prompted.

DorKilljoy blinked blankly, stopping in her attack on the biscuits. March-Thorax tilted his head, purple compound eyes shifting from small pupil to large quite rapidly.

"Tea!" March-Thorax decreed. He grabbed a mug of tea, throwing it at a nearby tree. Instead of smashing the glass, or spilling the tea, the cup grew and grew until the tree could wear it as a hat. The tea turned into a sludge, falling over the tree like long dreadlocks.

Luna was disturbed...but couldn't find a good enough reason to leave.

Morgan seemed to think it was funny all the same. "He thinks I'm a cutie with the hat." She boasted, tipping the hat to March-Thorax.

"And why is Killjoy still...pardon...a mouse?" Luna pointed with a hoof to the shrieking mouse, who was in a dastardly fight against a sponge cake.

Morgan pursed her lips, glancing towards her dream-state sister. After a moment's thought, she shrugged. "It's funny."

Luna hummed.

"Take a seat. You're making me look like a bad host." Morgan commented. She leaned back on a cushioned armrest, staring up at the blue clouds against the orange sky.

Luna took the suddenly there chair. She fixed herself a cup of tea, mindful of DorKilljoy's attacks. March-Thorax's random yelps were harder to predict. Luna only spilled a small splash of the tea- it sludged when it hit the dirt. "How are things progressing, Morgan Stardust?"