The Real Moonbli

* basically a long fanfic on why moonbli is toxic and winterwatcher is not.
* reasoning: qibli tries to make moon like him and we don't know if he's changed. winter used to be a huge jerk but he is different now + he respected moon choosing to date qibli. qibli is not ready for a romance.
* qibli and moon remind me too much of j.p. and mia from the princess diaries tbh.
== Chapter One: Moonwatcher ==
''You and Qibli are so cute together,'' Kinkajou said as she and Moon sat on the bank of the underground stream in Jade Mountain.
''Really?'' Moon said, tipping her head slightly to one side.
''Really,'' Kinkajou affirmed, settling into a more comfortable position. ''I'm sure he loves you very much, just look at what he offered you today!''
Moon stared down at the bundle of sweet-smelling pink and white desert flowers that Qibli had given her just that morning. ''An apology,'' he'd said. What Kinkajou said was true --- Qibli was a perfect lover. Those flowers were Moon's favorite. Who else would offer her such a kind gift?
That is, he sounded perfect. In reality, he was far from it. The thing was, Moon had no idea what Qibli was apologizing for. Was it about their arguement last week? But she'd thought they were over it already. It was just a squabble over why Moon always visited Winter at his home in Sanctuary. In truth, Qibli had gently asked her why, but then he'd kept pressing the matter for days on end in the same soft, pleading voice. It had become too much, and she'd snapped at him.
''I'm not in love with him, if that's what you think!'' She'd snarled. ''Why are you still asking? We're just friends! Isn't that okay? Or do you want me all to yourself?''
Qibli had flinched as if she'd slapped him. No, actually, he'd more than flinched --- he'd cowered into a ball as if he feared she might attack him. And she saw his tail start to arc over his head, the basic defense move taught to all SandWings. It had been heartbreaking to watch.
Ever since, for some reason, Qibli seemed to have felt the pressing need to say that he was sorry over and over again, and how much he loved Moon and didn't want to lose her. He'd offered her everything imaginable, from the most tender young mountain goat he could catch to the flowers she was now holding in her talons. She'd accepted all of it, but it just felt wrong. She knew he was just trying to be nice, but she didn't want this Qibli. She wanted the sweet, funny Qibli she'd known two years ago. Why had he suddenly become so desprate for her affection and praise? He knew she loved him, so why would he do all this?
Moon turned away from the desert flowers. The sweet scent she'd adored before now seemed cloying and bitter.
He's not all that perfect, Moon confided, putting down the flowers.
Kinkajou frowned. Is he being mean to you?? But he's such a nice dragon, how could that happen?
No, he's not being mean, Moon admitted. He's never really argued with me.
Coming out of her own mouth, it sounded weirder than ever. She and Qibli had been going out for two years already. Shouldn't they have had already one arguement by now? She knew Kinkajou and Turtle were happy together, and yet she'd seen their arguements, how their bond seemed to strengthen after each one.
There's nothing to strengthen our bond, she thought sadly. Every time Qibli and I brush the edges of an arguement, he starts agreeing with everything I say even though he was saying otherwise a few seconds ago.
Maybe he thought she could love him more that way. He'd even thrown away his skyfire, because, as he said, We have no secrets. So she could see his terrible past, how his mother mistreated him. He was afraid of her, she'd realized. Afraid that she'd leave him like Cobra did.
I don't want the Qibli who agrees to my every whim, she thought angrily. I want the Qibli who has his own opinions, who can make his own decsions.
But how could she tell him that without seeming ungrateful? Kinkajou had said that she was crazy jealous of Moon, who had a perfect boyfriend. She'd said it in a joking context, but Moon knew that all of Kinkajou's jokes were at least half serious.
She sighed. She knew Qibli was a genuinely kind dragon, and it felt horrible to dislike him for that. But since they'd been going out for two years and she still was uncomfortable around his attitude, perhaps it was more horrible to stay quiet. If he had no idea, it was her responsibilty to make him see.
Hold on, she told Kinkajou. I need to talk to him.
Kinkajou nodded in an understanding way, though the bright sparkly look in her eyes betrayed that she didn't truely understand why Moon needed to speak to Qibli.
Moon rounded the bend and navigated quickly through the mass of tunnels. She and Kinkajou had met to talk about their relationships in a lesser-known section of Jade Mountain, and she always felt like she could be more open away from large crowds. Poor Kinkajou would have preferred to talk in public areas, but she'd respected Moon's decsion. One friend who does, she thought, and felt the familiar twist of guilt. Why do I hate the way Qibli treats me? He isn't abusive or anything, and he's very affectionate. Can't that be enough?
Moon sighed. I can't just flat-out ask him why he treats me like this, she realized. He'll simply cower again.
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