Okay, enough doing other stuff for me for a few minutes.
Omake time! Short, probably cracky, but whatevers. Enjoy!
Lunar Waifu Vista:
Missy Biron stared at the very handsome and heavily pregnant boy a few years younger than her.
"You'll give me even better super powers, and all I have to do is keep doing what I'm doing?"
"Yes! Its not like this is complicated!" the boy said, visibly frustrated.
Never before had someone asked Luna to wait and clarify the Exaltation, its powers, and why they were receiving it.
"And," Missy plowed on, "I'm getting them because I've been fighting Nazis, despite being so small and," Missy snickered, "'underpowered.'"
Luna nodded, foot tapping in impatience.
"Finally, once I've learned enough about my powers, I can turn into an Alicorn?"
Missy looked so excited about it. Luna still had no idea what an 'alicorn' was.
"Whatever an Alicorn is, sure."
That was the deal clincher and Missy gave a firm nod.
"Fucking sign me up! Princess Vista incoming pega-sisters!"
Sometime later:
"Come baaaaaaack!~"
The Dark Prince hadn't feared for his life since he came to acknowledge the Truth, that Oblivion was the Doom of All Things. But he was running, flipping, ducking, diving, and weaving for his very life at this moment.
"I just want to cuddle!~"
He shuddered as the saccharine voice rang out behind him. The voice emanating from his once favorite Ward. Now, she was scarier than all of the Endbringers combined.
"You're my mate! Sure you're supposed to be all sunny like Princess Celestia, but I can dig the EDGE. It gives you this Edward Cullen mystique."
Her reading material sucked. He was obviously more like a Barrow-Wight from Lord of the Rings. Except way more powerful. He dropped into an alleyway, and held his breath as she passed overhead. A minute passed, and he let out the breath he was holding, and covered his face.
About two months ago, Vista changed. She was glowing silver like the moon, like he 'glowed' like the moon's shadow. And she suddenly was a Trump on top of her Shaker 9 space warping powers. Most of all she was incredibly, way-over-the-top, infatuated with him. To the point of saying wickedly lurid things to him during combat or even in interviews. The various Vista boards and threads exploded in rage, and in tears over BLSVista growing up. Some wanted to hunt down the Dark Prince and kill him over daring to seduce their little darling; others wanted to find him and 'make him see the light,' flipping him to hero-dom, and making sure he was a good fit for Vista; others still began posting smut smut smutty capefictions about the two of them, shattering the once fairly unified Vista fan following.
All he wanted to do was keep his man card. Openly 'Romeo and Juliet' dating Vista would ruin his man card.
"There you are, honey-bunches!"
His eyes snapped open in terror and stomach dropping fear. She was here, the silver-teal beast of DOOM!
"Princess Vista has arrived to collect her future husband," the cheerful voice became harder than diamond, "Get on, it's date night."
Resigned, the Dark Prince trudged over, defeated. And then the most wondrous sound to ever exist cut through the night air.
Endbringer sirens.
"TRUCE! ENDBRINGER TRUCE! OH, THANK OBLIVION!"
If the Dark Prince was running fast before, he was a bullet, straight to the Protectorate Rig, skipping right over the water in his joy.
"Drat."
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Lunar Waifu Taylor:
"Stop."
The Dark Prince actually whimpered. He turned to view the most hateful yet loving woman to ever exist.
"If you are going to do something, you will do it right."
She handed him a Nazi armband to put over his armor. Taylor's impatience and hatred of Nazis was palpable as the Dark Prince inspected the armband for traps. Once satisfied, he placed it over his armor. His (ONE AND FUCKING ONLY GIRLFRIEND IF HE WANTS TO KEEP HIS DICK INTACT) girlfriend brightened immensely and kissed him on the cheek. He sagged with relief, at least she didn't threaten him with castration again.
"Be back by ten, I'll have a late dinner ready. And the spiked paddle."
The Dark Prince choked.
"Why? What did I do this time?"
"The same thing as last time! You're a Nazi!" she yelled at him.
"If it's such a problem, why are you my girlfriend?" he shouted back.
Oh no. Oooooh no.
"Nononononono, I'm so sorry, my love. Please forgive me, I couldn't live without your aid! I'll buy another ferry for the city," he backtracked, and apologized.
"Spiked paddle," she ground out, "And twenty lashes with the cat-o-nine-tails."
Fuck.
"You're sweet, though, donating another ferry to the Bay. You can sleep in my bed tonight," she said with smirk. Another kiss was laid on his cheek, and the tall, leggy girl walked back into the flat with a sensual swaying in her steps.
Oblivion, if she didn't fuck like a wild cat...
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Lunar Waifu Sophia:
"KILL! MAIM! BURN! KILL! MAIM! BURN!"
You shot a withering look at your troops as your 'negro love slave' (as she was frequently spoken as, when they thought she couldn't hear (she did and pranked them later, with live and painful traps)) began to butcher the ABB goons with glee and howls of rage.
"Who, in the flying FUCK," spittle flew from your lips, "introduced my already murderous and bloodthirsty girlfriend to FUCKING KHORNE?!"
"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!"
"Fuck it," you mutter into the hand you raised to cover your faceplate, "I'm just going to kill you all. And then fuck my extra murderous and bloodthirsty girlfriend on a pile of yours and the ABBs dead bodies."
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