The story book villain

by CtrlAltElite

Rating: teen
Tags: Main 6, Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Nightmare Moon, Queen Chrysalis, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life
Length: 7204

Propaganda is a powerful thing. She took my crimes, my failures, and turned them into a wives tail. Into something you tell your foals to get them to come inside at night. Be good or Nightmare moon will come and eat you up.

Propaganda is a powerful thing. She took my crimes, my failures, and turned them into a wives tail. Into something you tell your foals to get them to come inside at night. Be good or Nightmare moon will come and eat you up. She did this so when I came back they would not fear me. They would not know me as a monster, just a story book villain.

Published 2015-07-12 21:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2018-12-12 05:18:06 UTC

Homeward bound

"And done!" Luna's voice never reached her ears, but the act of actually speaking was still reassuring. It made her feel less detached from the world, and thus had stuck with her even after all these years. What's it suppose to be? "It's a dragon." Wow, I remember you being better at this. That doesn't look anything like a dragon. "How many times have we been through this? It is not a silhouette, it's a constellation. You have to fill out the rest in your mind." Whatever you say Crescent responded, in a way that made Luna picture the black mare rolling her eyes. That's just an awful lot to fill in is all i'm saying. Luna looked out over the vast grey expanse of nothingness that was the moon. This place had been her prison for the last thousand years. "That doesn't matter now" she said, with a smile. "Because we are going to have so much to look at, I doubt we'll have time to go star gazing. We're going home Crescent, we're finally going home!"

There was no reply for quite some time, and Luna could tell Crescent was going over all the spell circles they had painstakingly woven into the constellations over the last thousand years. They were careful to be sure the stars looked like nothing more than constellations from Equestria. Then there was the faint sound of crying from inside her head. We are really going home? I-I always hoped for it. But after so long it's not something I thought would ever really happen. "I know, but we're not done quite yet."

Luna looked over to see the world, a bright blue and green ball in an inky black abyss. The sight had become so familiar, it would be a strange but welcome sight seeing the moon in the sky instead. "We still need to clear our names. Or my name at least. Is everything prepared?" More than that, this is going to be perfect. In eleven days is the summer sun celebration. Crescent sounded like she was getting giddy with excitement. And can you guess who is going to be running it? Celie's student. The mare has quite an impressive amount of magic. From the looks of it Celestia is trying to make six individuals who can hold the elements on there own. She's expecting us to return, and preparing for it. How 'bout it Lulu, shall we go humble a god? Luna chuckled to herself. "But of course, was there ever any question?" They both knew that neither Celestia, nor herself were gods, but Crescent's love for theatrics ran deep. It was something Luna had grown to love over the years. She would always tell Luna, 'it is not only what you do,but how you do it.' So she let her friend have her moment.

When they arrived it was the middle of the night before the summer sun celebration. Finding Celestia had not been hard. Her aura shone like a beacon. Power simply flowed from her so strongly even those who were not closely attuned to magic could feel it. It was a warm feeling, but both Luna, and Crescent remembered how terrifying it could be.

Luna took a deep breath to steady her nerves. "You ready for this Crescent?" Even as she said it Luna could feel her friend's magic start to take hold. It was an odd feeling, to have control of your body taken from you, but Luna had come to enjoy the calm of sitting in her own mind. She was also glad that she didn't have to be the one to do the next part. She loved her sister, and would not be there at all if she had any choice in the matter.

None of that now. I'm playing the evil monster here, and I don't need any of your sadness slipping in. If you want to feel bad that's fine just keep your emotions to yourself. Crescent started walking towards the back of the town hall, muttering something about inconsiderate room mates under her breath.

They found Celestia by herself in one of the many rooms. She was so engrossed in editing her speech she never even noticed their arrival. Apon seeing her sister Luna was overcome with a slew of different emotions. Pride at the great ruler Celestia had become, her own shame, happiness, sadness. She had to leave before she ruined the whole thing. Slowly she slid farther back into her own mind, taking her raging emotions with her.

When Crescent no longer had to work to keep from tearing up, she let out a long dramatic sigh. Celestia whirled around, and as there eyes met she could see all the emotions that Luna had just felt flicker across her face, with one extra. When she spoke, it was in a quiet calm manner, and the anger in her voice was down right scary. "Let my sister go, and your death will at least be quick."

"Oh Celestia, I somehow doubt that. And besides, I came here to bind you, and poor Lulu's body is about at it's limit already. She wouldn't be able to focus enough magic in her horn for anything that could hold one such as you." Crescent was all smiles, speaking like an old friend that hadn't been back in a while.

Celestia on the other hand was practically foaming at the mouth. "Get out of her." Her horn glowed as she prepared a spell, and the air became hard to breath it was so saturated with magic. This was what she was. Celestia the Solar Flare, the flame knight of Azmar. She had more magic at her disposal then any other creature Luna had ever met. Even when Luna stood at the peak of her power she wasn't even close. But Luna was a spell breaker. She could take apart a spell as it was being cast. During the Discordian wars she was known for tearing up teleport spells. Leaving peaces of the caster in a line from the start point to the end. That's why in the face of that power, and that rage, Crescent just laughed.

"Celie, please. We both know you'r not going to cast that. There is a whole towns worth of ponies out there, and if that spell goes off who is going to have the job if figuring out what pony each pile of ashes belongs to? So lets just skip the dramatic stuff, and face the facts. I won." And with that the candle on the desk she had been working at went out. As the darkness engulfed her, it solidified, and dragged Celestia into the dreamscape. It was not the best binding, and it would never hold something as powerful as Celestia. But it would make quite the boom if she put enough force into it to break the thing. That, and it was complex. Countering that binding would take time.

From inside the shadow of the curtain they watched the town gather, and begin the speech introducing her sister. Are you ready? Luna mentally asked. Striking fear into the hearts of the masses. It's like riding a bike, you never forget. Luna inwardly sighed. Not because the statement was odd, but because it was true. She could still remember the horror on the faces of all the ponies and non-ponies alike as she strode across the battlefield. How easy it would be to attain the same reactions here. Just make sure to keep it toned down. We don't want them to mistrust us forever.

The curtain was suddenly pulled, and there was a gasp from the crowd. Luna released her hold on her body allowing Crescent to take over. A few moments later smoke started to pool and, churn in the center of the balcony. Eventually solidifying into the shape of Crescent. As she began her speech Luna pushed the noise to the back of her brain. There were preparations to be made, and one of the bonuses to having two beings in one body is that you can both be on different tasks at the same time. She was peaking into the minds of the six potential element bearers trying to gather as much last minute information as she could. She would need it soon. Then a shout from the crowd snapped her back to the present. "I know who you are! You're the mare in the moon, Nightmare Moon!" Wow, what kind of a name is that? Luna had lovingly taken to calling her friend Crescent not long after they merged. Anyway I got about all i'm going to. It's time to go, wrap it up. Crescent ended with a threat of eternal night, and with a flourish they were gone.

They arrived in their old court in a spectacular display. The temperature of the room dropped covering the windows and floors in frost. The shadows of everything in the room slid down the walls, and across the floor into an inky black pool, that slowly rose, and swirled. Then it dropped, running like water over there form that now sat atop there throne.

"Was that really necessary?" Luna asked as she regained control of her body. I would like to think so, yes. Luna let out a long sigh as she returned the now freezing room to its original temperature. "Whatever, right now we have work to do. We need to make challenges to get the element bearers to realize what element they resonate with, and bring them closer together as friends. I'll take laughter, honesty, and kindness, if you want loyalty, magic, and generosity." Sounds fine to me. Just remember nothing too strenuous. I have to keep Celie locked up,so we only have your power to draw on for this, and it's significantly lower after using it to break us out. "I know, I know, lets get started."

They worked most of the night making challenges ranging from manticores to river serpents. All the wile making sure they didn't throw them something they couldn't handle, and keeping the real dangers of the forest at bay.

Finally the six friends made it to the castle. Crescent, whats going on with magic? We ran out of forest! There wasn't room to put a challenge there. It's fine though. I'll do the last one myself. That's cutting it real close. If this fails there is no place to try again. Don't mess up or it's back to the moon for us. But, you know, no pressure. You're not funny. Luna giggled as she once again gave control over to Crescent, who placed five rocks with different shapes etched into them on a pedestal. She then sank into the shadows waiting for them to work out the significance. Each rock pointed to a different spire in the castle where one of the elements resided.

The group eventually made it to the rocks. Then after a few words, five of them simply wandered outside leaving the purple one alone to ponder over the problem. Did they just leave one of their friends alone in the middle of a creepy ruined castle with what they believe is a monster still unaccounted for? Luna asked, with a level of disappointment in her tone. Yes, yes they did. I don't think she's going to figure it out Crescent. She just keeps mumbling something about a spark. I'll just take her to one of the elements rooms. A bit of evil laughter, she'll look around, find it, and everything will click into place. Before Luna could reply Crescent wrapped the purple mare in a vale of shadows, and they both vanished, reappearing on the other side of the castle.

What if she can't figure it out? Whats your plan then? She's Celies student she must be smarter then that, and she can teleport. I'm sure she will run to her friends and continue to look. The purple mare started pawing the ground and lowered her head to charge. "You're kidding. You're kidding right?" Crescent I don't think shes kidding. I can fix this just give me a second.

Luna was thinking hard on some way, any way to fix this. The next thing she heard was the sound of stone shattering. Please tell me you did not just do what I think you just did. I broke them now she must understand that they are not the real elements. What if she thinks you just broke her last hope, and gives up on the spot!? I did't have a lot of options she-

"You think you can destroy the elements of harmony just like that?" They were interrupted as she started going on a rant about her friends, and the elements they represent. Crescent just stood there in confusion for a moment. Ya they are compatible, but whats with that confident smirk? Luna didn't answer right away, clearly just as baffled as her friend. Dose she think that they are just going to appear out of thin air? Crescent stared at her for a second longer, then mentally shrugged. Then that's what is going to happen. Come on even she can't be that naive. You cant just teleport the elements onto her. Sure I can. It's all about how you do it. And with that she began levitating the shattered peaces of stone one by one up to the mares, teleporting the rock away at the same time as she brought the elements to rest around there neck. She then created a sixth stone only to send it away as well to be replaced by a tiara that came to rest lightly on the purple ones head.

It's a good thing that she never stops talking or we wouldn't have had the time to come up with this. Luna groaned. I can not believe that they all actually fell for that. She was annoyed that such a stupid plan had worked so well. Even if it did work to her benefit. At this point the rainbow magic of the elements had started wrapping around them. It did nothing of course. The elements only effect evil, and though both her, and Crescent were dark creatures neither harbored any ill-will. Crescent was playing the part of the tortured monster perfectly though. Eventually she released her hold on Lunas body and allowed her to slip back into control. Your turn to be the actor. Oh, and I let Celestia out. She should be here any second now.

Right on time Celestia appeared, surrounded in golden light with the sun rising in the background. See that? She knows the importance of an entrance, you should take notes.

Luna just stared at her sister. Celestia was smiling, and talking to the six young mares. She was smiling. When was the last time she had seen her sister smile? She couldn't remember. Even in the years before her exile her sisters face showed only a mixture of grief, and anger. War will do that. Luna she's talking to you, stop spacing. Luna looked up, and her sister was a white blur in front of her. When had that happened? Luna wiped the tears out of her eyes, and looked to her sister.

Celestia gave a patient smile, and asked, "Will you accept my friendship, and rule with me, as we were meant to?"

"I'm so sorry." Was all Luna could get out before her voice stuck in her throat. Here was her sister. The one that had seen her at her worst, and though Luna didn't like to admit it. There was always that voice in the back of her head asking 'what will you do if she doesn't want anything to do with you?' But Celestia just stood there smiling, just like before her 'fall'. "I-I've missed you so much big sister." The whole time Crescent slid back into a corner of their mind, trying to give her friend some privacy.

"I've missed you too." was all Celestia said before Luna buried her face in her sisters fur. She stayed like that for a long moment. Leaning into her sister as the pink one started rambling about parties.

The Sun Room

Luna awoke to a soft knocking at her door. The sudden rush of noise as the silencing spell broke was deafening after so long in complete silence. It was quite strange trying to re adapt to all the everyday noises. This morning Luna had spent three hours trying to fall asleep before Crescent finally got fed up with the tossing, and turning, and set a silencing spell on the whole room. After a bit of thought Luna set it to break if someone came banging on the door. This it seemed was a mistake.

"Um, Ms. Nigh- er, Ms. Luna? I-I have been sent to wake you. Princess Celestia wishes to see you." Luna groaned softly into her pillow. She was exhausted after last night, even if most of the power used was not hers it was far too early for this. The sun hadn't even gone down yet. Maybe if she didn't reply the mare would just leave. After all she seemed so terrified it probably wouldn't take much of an excuse for her to just walk away. Deciding this was a solid plan, Luna sunk back into her pillows. That's when she felt it. There was a dark amusement coming from Crescent. She got this nagging feeling that something was wrong, but she was just so tired. Still she knew better then to simply dismiss such feelings. By the time Luna had rallied together enough brain cells to understand what her instincts already knew, it was too late. The creature living inside her had already taken control of her body. All she could do was watch in horror as it called out using her stolen voice.

"Just a minute dear, I need to make myself presentable." The voice was calming and gentle, but Luna knew better. This thing had no compassion, no empathy. All that lay beneath those eyes was a heartless monster. Then in a moment of sudden realization Luna understood what was about to happen to her. She threw herself against the mind that now held her body, determined to if not stop, at least stall the inevitable for as long as possible. But even as she struggled, she knew her efforts were in vain. She was forced to watch as her own hoof reached out, pulling the curtains aside.

As the light hit Luna's eyes for a moment there was nothing but pain. Ahhhhh, I'm blind! As Crescent gave up control of her body Luna tried to squint against the sunlight. It did nothing. She silently cursed that sun, and all who enjoyed it.

Your such a child. Crescent said, amused, as Luna mumbled vows of eternal night. Do we really have to do this?

You know nothing of my pain.

Ya, sure, whatever. Go get ready. We're finally home, why would u want to just sleep all day.

Luna looked affronted. It's a bed! Can you even remember the last time we slept on a bed? Just the thought of those wonderfully soft pillows, and the fuzzy blankets made Luna want to crawl back in.`

No. Go take a bath, and get ready. I can force you if I have to. Grumbling, Luna did as she was told.
A few minutes later the bed was completely forgotten in favor of this new, and wonderful comfort. A hot bath, just on the edge of scalding. Mmm. It's the little things. Luna said, sliding farther into the water.

We should get out soon. Your sister's waiting for us.

Suddenly all Luna wanted to do was slip under the water, and hide in that wonderful heat. She loved her sister, but didn't want to face her. She had always planned to take the cowards way out. The thought of banishment had never occurred to her. How was she supposed to look her sister in the eye after what she had done? We have served our sentence. She's already forgiven you.

"She's made a mistake." Luna whispered. Crescent was silent. They had done so many horrible deeds.

Slowly Luna got out of the tub, and glanced at the huge mirror covering the entire back wall of the room. The mare that looked back seemed so much less then the princess she was supposed to be. She was a mess of scars, and burns crisscrossing her entire body. The water making each imperfection stand out. Her horn was covered in chips, and cracks from overusing magic far beyond her limit. The worst though was her milky white eye. The left one was completely blank. The price of entry for the Moonlit Library. All of this sitting on such a gaunt frame. Like a pony who had been starving on the moon for the last thousand years. There was a strange mix of disgust, and curiosity as she stared into the mirror. It had been a long time since Luna had thought about want she had actually done to herself.

The sight of Crescents magic wrapping her in the familiar illusion of the clean, regal princess of the night pulled Luna back from her dark thoughts. It's fine Lulu, don't dwell on it. Just be glad that you're still here.

Luna took one more glance at the mirror with the beautiful mare looking back. Then with a Loud crack, the whole thing shattered into tiny peaces, flowing like sand over her hooves, and across the floor. It's already forgotten. And with that she strolled back into her bedroom.

She found a nervous looking white pegusus, with a green mane. As she walked in the mare straightened, trying to look professional. "Ms. Luna, is everything OK? I heard a crash"

"Everything's fine" Luna said, walking past her. "Lets get going. If I procrastinate any longer they are going to think I've eaten you."

Luna walked down the hall to what she assumed was the throne room. She did not need a guide. Celestia emanated an absurd amount of magic. There were very few things alive that could match her sister in power, and sadly, even in her prime Luna had never been part of that group. Now, she did not know if she was even the equal of Celestias protege. That's what I'm here for. That was a comfort.

Eventually they arrived at two huge wooden doors with a sun burned into the front. Luna looked at her companion who seemed a bit unsure of what to do with herself, seeing how the princess clearly did not need a guide. She realized that she had never bothered to ask the mares name.

"I'm sorry, what do they call you?"

The question after such a long silent walk caught her off guard. "I. Umm. Snow Wreath mam."

Look at the poor dear. She is so nervous after you blew up a mirror, then gave the the silent treatment.

Hey, I'm nervous too.

Ya, but you're a few thousand years older then her. You need to be more empathetic.

Luna did not feel like being empathetic. She felt like running off, and hiding in her room. Thousands of years, and the thought of disappointing Celestia still made her feel so small. Still she tryed her best for a warm smile, and spoke in as gentle a tone as she could. "Thank you for escorting me here Ms. Wreath. You can take the rest of the day off, It wont me long 'till sunset after all."

That was all the convincing she needed. With a rushed thank you, and a bow she was gone. Luna turned back to the doors, took a deep breath, and pushed them both open.

Celestia was sitting on a huge red pillow next to a table laid out with tea cups, and a steaming pot. She smiled, and gestured to the other pillows around the table. "Have a seat. Lets talk over some tea." Her smile got even bigger as she looked back to Luna. "I have wanted to say that for a long time."

Luna felt a knot in her stomach as she sat down. She desperately hoped it did not show on her face. It's not that she didn't love her sister. She just didn't want to talk about the same things she knew Celestia wanted to talk about. A golden aura enveloped the teapot, as a glass was pored for Luna. The silence between them was uncomfortable. Luna could see that Celestia was looking for a nice way to ask, and coming up blank. "You can just ask." Luna said, staring at the dark tea in her cup.

Celestia was silent for a second longer. Then with a sad smile she said "Luna all day I have been getting letters. Some are confused, some are aggressive, but they all end up on the same question. How dose somepony survive a thousand years without food, water, or air?" Realizing how that sounded she was quick to continue. "Not that I'm not happy to see you. Not that I wasn't hoping you would come home... It's just, we all thought you were dead."

On those last words Luna could see some old wounds open back up. Celestia's eyes were far in the past. Say somthing.

What? That dead things don't need to breath?

Maybe it's about time. You're not going to be able to hide anything after this anyway. Just get it over with.

Luna knew she was right. It was a miracle she had made it last as long as she had. The silence was becoming awkward again, so Luna cleared her throat. "That's kind of a funny story. You see. Well. It's like when you." She had no idea where to start. Let me give it a shot.

Sighing Crescent started over. "You see 'alive' is kind of a strange word. It looks so clear from far away, But when you look close at when exactly it starts and stops the lines get a bit blurry. Maybe a better word to use is 'animate'."

Celestia looked up sharply at this. "Your dead?" She asked, worry starting to come over her face. "Who did this? Who thought reanimating my sister was something that would not carry consequences?!" Celestia was half way to her feet when Crescent teleported to the other side of the table. Draping a wing over her sister she gently pulled her back into her seat.

"Shhh. Shhh. It's nothing like that. No one reanimated me." This was going worse then she had hoped. "I didn't die on the moon. I've been dead for nearly as long as I've known you."

"What!" Celestia stared at her in horror. What are you doing? You're making it even worse.

Luna smothered the flames on the candles, which were now nearly five feet tall, while Crescent struggled to explain as fast as she could. "OK, so maybe dead was not the right word there. It's less that I'm dead, more that I'm not completely 'alive'."

"Luna! What did you do?" Celestia was trying, and failing to keep her tone calm, and gentle.

"Do you remember when you bound your soul to the sun?"

Celestia simply nodded, not saying a word. "Well I did the same thing with the moon you see. Thing about the moon though, is that it's not alive." Crescent giggled nervously. "The sun may not be sentient, but it is very alive." Celestia seemed like she was starting to understand where this was going. "Now when you bind to something dead It can have some side effects. Like killing the host. But the spell was meant to create something that could live forever, so it... found a balance."

There was a long silence after that. Celestia was the one to finally break it. "Why did you never tell me? How long were you planning to keep it a secret?"

Luna looked down at her hooves. "Forever, maybe. I don't know, it never came up."

Celestia was still leaning up against her under her wing. "But I can feel your heartbeat."

Luna sighed. "Just a few layers of illusions. They cover all the senses." With that she peeled away all but the visual. The heartbeat, and the warmth faded.

To her sisters credit she did not so much as flinch. She just sat there leaning against Luna's side. All the tension had drained out of her. "You know you could have just told me. When I told you I was your family I meant it, now and forever."

Celestia was quiet then. thinking over everything in this new light. Luna sat next to her. Looking down she noticed the steaming cup of 'tea' that was sitting in front of her sister was nothing but clear water. Luna started laughing as she held the cup up to see. "Are you still doing this? Sipping steaming water and trying to pass it off as tea."

Celestia looked up, and started giggling herself. "You know I never had much of a taste for tea. I do love the idea of drinking it though. Everypony always looks so calm, and content when they drink tea."

They sat there like that for a long time, in comfortable silence. Eventually Luna spoke in a soft tone. "You know I missed you the most. When I was up there the first thing I did was wrap my memories in a spell to keep them from fading . When you're alone on the moon there's not much to do other then ruminate on past crimes. But I just thought-" Luna's throat closed around her next words. Taking a deep breath she tried to steady her voice. "I thought, as long as I have our memories together, perfect, and complete. Then even if I come back, and you hate me I would still be OK, ya know? I would still-" This time when her throat closed she did not try to speak again. She just sat there, tears rolling silently down her face.

Celestia pulled her sister into a tight hug, and held her there. "Don't ever think that Luna. We're family, I could never hate you. If I did half the castle wouldn't be painted in your colors. This kingdom wouldn't be a diarchy even though it has only had one ruler for the past thousand years." Celestia gave her sister a smile. "Your my little sister no matter how old you get. That is never going to change."

The Storyteller

Three days I waited, scared to death. I would learn later that she was just as scared as me, but I didn't know that at the time. All I knew was that I had invited this monster in willingly, and for three days it had yet to say a word. I could feel it though. In the back of my mind, I could feel it watching me. Looking back it was probably a good thing. It helped distract me from the sight of the military marching through the streets of the only home I'd ever known, or at least what was left of it, acting as if they'd saved us. As if we should be thankful. Seeing the streets that had turned to rubble I didn't understand how they could call this a victory. Even three days later they're still digging out bodies, and the only one I have left from my old life is this thing I found crawling out of the corpse of one of my cousins. I know what it is. They call them nightmares. Magical parasites that get inside you and take over. Push you to the background to scream silently as they wear your body like an old suit. I knew this then too, but it was dying. Nightmares don't live long without a host, and this one was too young to take one by force. Still, it called me Lulu just like all my cousins did, like we were family. At that moment I felt more Discordian than ever. I would not let them take my culture along with my country. We believe that family has nothing to do with blood. Parisite or no, this was the last of mine, and it... she, was dying. So I let her in. Did not fight as she drifted like smoke into me. Three days later I can't help thinking I may have made a mistake.

The gentle knocking shattered the silencing spell as it was meant to. Luna moaned, and pulled a pillow over her face. I am going to take the counterspell off that door. I swear I'll do it. Go see who needs you. Luna let out another moan and threw her pillow instead of getting up. In theory, it left her less awake, and in a better state to go right back to sleep. The problem was, with her silencing spell down, and without the defense of her pillow the horrible sounds of birds chirping, and trees rustling overwhelmed her. Make them go away Crescent. Luna pleaded, her grasp on that wonderful sleep slipping farther and farther away.

"Luna? Can we talk hun?" And there it goes. Taking the pillow throw as an invitation her sister had waltzed right in.

Luna cracked one eye experimentally. There was light coming in from the door, but the blinds were still closed. Small mercies. "You know old folk like me need our sleep."

Celestia smiled,"I'm still older than you are."

"Details" Luna mumbled, rubbing her eyes. "What was it that couldn't wait?"

"What do you want to do? You're a ruler of a country now."

"I'm not a good ruler," Luna mumbled. "I've never done this before."

Celestia broke into a grin that changed her whole face. It made her look carefree like she did years ago when Luna first saw her. "You don't have to be a good ruler. That's what I'm here for. You just have to look pretty."

This brought on a round of giggles from Crescent. You can't even manage that. Why am I friends with you? Because you love me. Luna felt herself smiling at both of them. For a moment it was just like the old days, Luna and her family.
"I guess I'll try this looking pretty thing then and see what it leads to."

When Luna got out of the bath she found her sister still lying on her bed, staring at the ceiling. "I think I like your room more than mine."
Luna simply walked past. "That's because I have better taste."

"No." She said smiling. "That can't be it." Then she laughed like the very idea was preposterous. "You know I've been sitting here for nearly an hour, and no one has so much as knocked on the door. It's peaceful."

"Sure would be if there wasn't so much noise." Luna had started to hate all the constant background noise, it made it hard to think. How had she ever lived like this and not gone mad?

Celestia looked confused. "Noise?"

Luna's horn glowed, and all the ambient sound faded, till the was nothing, but a silence, perfect and peaceful. She smiled at her sister and went back to drying her mane. I give her twenty seconds. I'll take that bet. I say she lasts at least a minute. Do you not remember when we were first sent up there? Twenty seconds max.
Not ten seconds later there was a pop as Celestia's magic tore the spell apart. Told ya. Celestia shutters. "That is quite unnerving. You like that?"

Luna shrugged. "Only way I can sleep. Anyway, I'm going to the forest to pay my respects. Would you like to come? I was a bit busy last time I was there."

Celestia shook her head. "I'll take a pass, there's a lot to do around here."
Luna had expected that answer. Her sister never had any faith. But that was fine. The Queen would not judge her for that. "You know one day we are going to walk the long road together, and I'm going to laugh at you the whole way."

Celestia simply smiled and got out of Luna's bed. "That would be nice." But at the door, she stopped. "If you're going out there anyway you should bring my student with you." Her face split into that playful smile again. "You two should get to know each other, and she has always loved fairy tales." Before Luna could reply her sister was gone, teleporting away, and Crescent had started a fresh round of giggles.

They arrived in Ponyville not long after. Crescent wanted to arrive in a cloud of smoke with a blood red moon eclipsing the sun, but Luna opted for a simple teleport. They did not need the attention as they were trying to find a library in a tree. Crescent had not shut up about it since. Look all I'm saying is if we show up the right way, no one will ever question us as a leader. Celestia will when she hears we are actively causing panic in the streets. Now make yourself useful, and find me this tree. You just don't understand the importance of an entrance. It sets the scene for how you will be looked at from then on. What kind of a scene are you trying to set with a red moon? You know, spooky, mysterious. Deranged? You just walked by the tree we're looking for. Luna stopped. The tree was huge. Impressive. Exactly! There's nothing more impressive than a red moon. Luna just sighed and walked into the library.

Inside there were books lining every wall, and a whelp of a dragon trying to organize the piles that were sitting around on every available surface. You know I was wrong. This tree is going to look a lot more impressive as it burns to the ground. Who has a baby dragon working at a library built in a tree? It's insane.

For a while, they just stood In the doorway and watched, until he finally turned around noticing them. His face ran through the normal list of emotions that Luna was starting to get used to seeing. Recognition always came first, followed closely by uncertainty, or fear. They were only ever there for the barest moment before being replaced by that polite smile. Luna had only been back for three days, and already she had grown to hate that smile. It was the eyes. She could always see it plain as day. There was distrust there. Still, Luna understood that trust could not be forced, and she had places to go today so she plastered on the kindest smile she could manage. “I’m here to see Ms. Sparkle.” she said, “Is she in?” Her smile was no less fake, but she was a much better actress.
The little whelp only hesitated a moment before shaking his head. “She went out with Rarity about a half an hour ago. I don’t know when they’ll be back.”

Luna paused at this. “Do you know where they went?” Truth be told she had been somewhat looking forward to telling the young mare a bit about The Mother. It had been so long since she had talked to anyone but Crescent about it. And though she had never taught, for only priests could teach, and she was no priest, Luna could still tell stories, and answer any questions asked of her. The mare just had to ask the right questions.

“She’s probably still at Rarity's getting fitted for her dress. Your banquet is all Rarity had been talking about for the last two days.”
Luna Raised an eyebrow. “She’s making a dress?”

The dragon only shrugged. “Six. That’s what she does”

Impressive. Quite.

The dragon gave them directions to a strange looking building a few blocks away. The sign in the window read ‘OPEN’ so Luna simply walked in. Inside Twilight stood in a half finished dress, surrounded by dozens of needles, spools of thread, scissors, and bolts of cloth all Lazily floating in a blue glow around her. The seamstress did not so much as look up at the sound of the bell above the door. “I’ll be right with you” She called. ”Take a look around, anything you like can be easily resized.
Luna smiled and leaned casually in the doorway. “I’m sure they can, but I’ve never been one for dressing up. I’ll probably just wear a scarf.” At the sound of her voice, both mares looked up quickly.

“Your highness.” Rarity curtseyed low. Twilight looked like she wanted to as well, but was scared the dress would fall apart if she moved. Crescent kind of wanted to see her try.

“None of that now,” Luna said, waving the formalities away. “I’m on my way to the Everfree to pay my respects. Celestia mentioned that her student lived nearby, and that I should get to know her.”

"The Everfree?" Twilight asked, before her face lit up. "You're religious? I didn’t think any ponies were religious anymore. I’ve certainly never met one.”

“I was raised in a different place and a different time. There are so few that believe anymore that most information is terribly twisted, and skewed.” Luna smiled a sad smile. “Would you like to hear the stories the way my mother taught them to me before The Discordian Empire fell?”

Luna could see the only thing keeping the mare from bouncing was the fragile dress she was in. “Oh my goodness, yes! We have almost no records from before the Discordian wars. I would love to hear the stories.”

“You're of course welcome to come as well Ms. Rarity.”

Rarity looked torn. “I, I would love to, but I have so much left to do. I still have to finish this dress, and I haven’t even started on my own.”
Crescent grin widely at the seamstress. “Finish this dress tomorrow, and forget the other. You can simply wear a scarf with me. I’ll give you one of mine, I think I still have a few left from back when this country was being formed. The simplicity will make you stand out far more than any dress.”

“I couldn’t possibly take one of your scarves.”

“You would deny my gift?” Crescent asked, fake hurt lacing her words.

“Well no,” the young mare stammered, “but Isn’t something that old too precious?”

“Of course it’s precious,” Crescent said. “That’s what makes it a gift worth giving. Now I’m heading off to the Everfree while the sun’s still up.” With a quick spell, she teleported the dress off Twilight and onto one of the mannequins. “You can come along, or stay here it’s your choice. Just remember I’m going to give you a scarf when you arrive at the banquet. It would be terribly rude not to wear it.” Turning Crescent's grin grew even wider. “Would be a shame if it didn’t match the dress you made.” And with that, she walked out the door.

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