One Thousand Years on the Moon

I sat down on the grainy sand-ish dust, looking down on Equestria. It was pretty, I guess, still showing the remains of the rainbow that shot me here.

Rainbows! I hate rainbows!

Shut up, Nighty! Anyway, as I was saying, the planet silent and so far away, glistening in the morning air-

I hate mornings! Mornings and daytimes and everything is bad! This sucks! Why the hay do we have to stay here? I mean, I knew Celestia was a bi-

Okay, that's it! That's the last time I try to narrate my own story! What the hay is wrong with you, Nighty? Can't shut up for three seconds while I do something productive here?

You have a thousand years to be productive. Let me complain!

ANYWAY, the planet was glistening in the morning-

Ugh, you're BORING. Just cut to the good part.

There is no good part. We've been on the moon for a total of twenty minutes and you're already annoying me!

Good part! Chop chop!

SHUT UP!!!

Make me!

WHY, YOU LITTLE-

Luna! Manners!

Oh, great. Look who's here. Little miss perfect.

Oh, great. My inner Celestia. Like I needed that right now.

Yes, darling, you do need me. Otherwise you would fail entirely.

Thanks, Tia. I love you too.

I hate you.

You hate everything. Not much of an insult, darling.

Shut up, both of you! Just let me tell my story!

I hate stories.

No, you don't. Last night you made me-once again-read the story of the Three Little Alicorns.

Well that's a good one. Nothing else.

Okay, okay. Everyone just be quiet and I won't tell my story, okay? Let's just sit in silence.

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Bacon.

You ruined it.