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              One Thousand Years on the Moon               
                    -by Weeping Angel-                     
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                 First Day's the Worst Day                 
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First Day's the Worst Day
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.