Regret Can Last Forever

Suddenly, Luna awoke. "Where am I," she thought. She then realized she was still on the moon. "Oh pony feathers," she said. "So it wasn't just a nightmare after all." A single tear dropped from her eye, and she lied down with her face in her hooves.

"Foolish foal..." said a voice in her head. "Who's there," she asked, scared out of her skin. "You really are *dense** aren't you? I'm Nightmare Moon you foolish foal."* Luna shivered. "How long have I been out," she cautiously asked. "A week. I've been playing Hangman with myself while you've been beauty sleeping."

     "A week," Luna thought. "That's a lot!" "You bet it's a lot you nitwit," replied Nightmare Moon. Using her magic, she appeared as a mirage in front of Luna. "You really are stupid, aren't you your 'Royal Highness'" She mockingly bowed and said, "I am not worthy to be in the presence of Princess Foolish Foal! Let me leave from here, Your Royal Highness!"

     Luna scowled. She was getting very close to attacking this monster. "Ah-ah-ah!" lightly scolded the hologram. "Remember your temper Your Angriness! Wouldn't want another villain to take over your body, now would you," asked the mocking Nightmare Moon. Luna's expression became angrier. "It wasn't my fault! It was all yours!"

     Nightmare Moon rolled her eyes and flicked her tail. "Yes, we all know of your heroic deed, Your Highness. We all remember how you bravely lost your temper and stormed out of the castle! And then I swooped in and took aaaaaallllllllllllllll of your fault. I saved you from the fear of being blamed!"

     Luna felt like crying again. "It was my fault," she meekly responded. But she looked up suddenly and angrily said, "But I don't see you at least apologizing for terrorizing my subjects and sister! And most importantly, you haven't apologized to me for attacking and taking control of me!"

     Nightmare Moon sneered. "Oh yes, as the monster of course I'll apologize to everyone and expect them to forgive me! And then I'll ride away on a rainbow to a life of remorse!" She had begun walking slowly around the now standing Luna. "There are no words to describe you except for 'foolish' and 'foal.'"

     Luna, no longer able to contain her anger, snapped. As her back was turned, she charged up her horn and shot Nightmare Moon with a lunar beam. Surprised, she got hit by the beam, and the mirage disappeared. Happy, Luna trotted over to the journal, and started writing.

Day 17, Year 1

Nightmare Moon became a mirage today. She began taunting me once again, and blamed me once again for all of this. She didn't take her blame as well though. She did not need to tell me once more how guilty I feel. My wish that I wished for last week did not become granted yet, so that's just another thing I'm a bit down about.

Nothing much else has happened today. I just hope that Tia is alright, and that at least my first wish-that she'll no longer have nightmares until I return-has come true.

Luna

     As she saw another shooting star, she wished she had a bit more comfortable place to sleep than the rocky, cold, lunar surface that had been her bed for sixteen nights. Suddenly, there was a lot of lunar dust. Coughing, she waved away all of the dust.

     Luna gasped. There was a little Luna-sized dark bed in the middle of the dust. As the air became clearer, she inspected it closer. It had a navy blue blanket dotted with stars, planets, galaxies, and in the middle, a large smiling moon. The bed itself was a very dark blue, and looked very comfy. Testing it out, Luna climbed under the covers. She instantly felt sleepy and warm and safe. As her eyes slowly closed, she whispered, "Goodnight sister..."

     Back at the Equestria Palace, Celestia stood up from the desk in her room. She had been writing a letter to Luna. Although she knew she would be very disappointed if it didn't work, she still wanted to try her idea.

     She looked out of her window for the third time in seventeen days. The imprint on the moon was darker still. "Luna must be terribly cold, lonely, and bored up there. I hope she's got some comfortable place to sleep." She gasped, as she saw another shooting star whiz past the moon.

     She quickly wished, "Please let Luna have something to do there!" She then returned to her desk. After she had finished it, she opened the window, and used her magic to send it. As the smoke lazily made it's way towards the moon, she sleepily said, "Goodnight little sister. May all of your dreams be sweet tonight."