The Moon Isn't All Bad
8: Loss of Morals
Previous ChapterLuna could hardly wait. She was jumping back and forth and acting very silly overall. Why? Well, after a millennia on this barren wasteland, she was finally going home. Nothing in existence could possibly ruin this moment. The radio played the same song and she danced to the beat and swayed and laughed and hopped and jumped.
She slid down the stairs and ran into the kitchen. She got a bunch of raw eggs and ate them. She stopped when she realized something. Shouldn't she be worrying about salmonella? The last thing she wanted was to see her sister for the first time and she was barfing all over the place. Oh, no matter. She'll simply poof it away with her magic.
She looked at the time. 6:30 A.M. What was she going to do? If she was correct, she would be going back at 6:30 P.M. That was around the same time she first landed on the moon. She put a hoof to her chin. There was quite little to do. She had twelve hours to do absolutely nothing. Might as well do something.
She walked to the entertainment room. The void. Inside existed no light whatsoever. This gave Luna an idea. Now, considering the fact that light could not enter nor escape this void, what would it look like if she dropped something in there. She fetched an egg from the kitchen. She tossed it in.
The egg started to slow down as it got closer and soon enough, completely stopped right next to it. Then, for some reason, the egg started to turn a dark red. Luna would have reached for this egg but she was paranoid of being sucked in. And suddenly, the egg gradually disappeared. No longer was there an egg. Huh, so that's what happens when you put an egg in a black hole.
While it was interesting to learn something new, it only took up five minutes of her day. If you haven't guessed, that's not too much. Was there anything she could do that didn't end in complete insanity? She paced back and forth. Thinking. Hopscotch? Nah. What abo~ut, a snowstallion?
Luna walked outside and found a good place to start. But before she started, she thought she saw something in the distance. As she walked closer to it, it became more clear. It was a flag! It was a white flag. It looked like it had a little blue on it, but she couldn't be too sure. It was certainly interesting, but she just ignored it. It wasn't anything too important. What was important was making that snowstallion.
She rolled up two balls of moon dust, made sure they were horizontal. She made a smaller ball and put it on top. She went to work on the legs. Carving them the way she always would. Then the neck. Then the face. The eyes, the ears, the muzzle and the mouth. She looked at the finished sculpture. She still had it. Even though she knew she still had it.
It looked good. Not too shabby. It stood there silent and listless. Much like everything else on the moon except this was made by an intelligent being. It looked a lot like Hickory, or, whatever his real name was. Heal, er, something? Luna didn't mind. She'll find out later. Maybe at least.
This reminded her of that lesson she learned. It was a good lesson. And it was true. Life does have meaning. If only she knew this before.
... Wait a minute. Couldn't have Celestial just, like, told her that face to face? It's not like she needed to stay a millennia on the moon to learn it. I mean, yes, it is an important lesson, but, if Luna and Celestia just had a little meeting after the whole thing, she could have simply told her this.
Heh... She- she could have just said Luna was jealous and stuff. That it was okay to be that way. I mean just as long as she told her not to do it again. War was bad anyways... right?
Yeah! Yeah, war was bad! Of course it was. I mean, it happens a lot. But just to keep this from happening again, Celestia could have just told her...
She could have just said that Life was valuable, right?
Bu~t, heh, funny thing- she- she didn't...
She didn't...
She could have... but she didn't.
I mean, she just could have said it. Right- right then and there.
But she didn't
A- and here was Luna, wasting her life here. A full thousand years. N-not seconds. Not days. Not weeks. Years...
A thousand years wasn't very- heh, wasn't very sparing of her either.
Luna stood there. Her eye twitching. A thousand years? A thousand years for something that could have been taken care of in mere minutes?! And here she was, wasting her life? Just doing absolutely Nothing?!
Now, in Equestria they say, that Luna' s heart shrunk three sizes that day. And right then, pure, unadulterated rage surged through Luna. Instead of traumatizing her, Celestia could have told her! Just said it right out loud so she could hear crystal clearly.
But NO! She just- she just had to do this! What was she thinking?! Luna swore that when she got to Equestria, ho boy, Celestia was in for a big surprise! And then she just swore in general.
That very same moment, Luna took on quite a different form. Her entire body changed. She even grew armor for some reason. And soon Luna, well, she wasn't quite Luna anymore, was she? Instead, there, in Luna's place, stood a horrific, evil monster. Did this monster have a name? Indeed it did. It was commonly known as... Nightmare Moon. (Dun dun Dun!)
She raised into the air slowly. She was screaming painfully. She had wasted her life! Celestia was going to pay for those thousand years.
Nightmare's wings stretched out to their full extent and she screamed into the sky, "That Bit-"
She never finished what she was going to say. Because she disappeared. Now, she was on her way home. And she thinking one thing. Destroy Celestia.
Author's Note
That explains things.
