The setting is still on the moon, apart of her 1,000 year punishment. Nothing except for her and herself for company. Sanity is questionable.

“Why must we be in isolation for such along time?” I ask her.

“It is the price we must pay” She says through my mouth, her voice a little lower then mine, “For trying to show everyone the beauty of our night. But the sun shall always rule”

“But why isolation? Couldn’t we have a form of communication? It is driving us mad being alone”

“More so then we know. But she did this to us as a form of punishment. So words of what truly happened may not spread. I do not understand why she must insist of such a hard grip over the land”

“It is her way of controlling everyone”

She sighs. “Oh well. Come. There is something we must show us”

She walks us across the beautiful Lunar landscape. She guides our legs and steps, I guide our vision and where we look.

We gaze out over the oh so familiar craters and mountains. “If only they could see what we see” we say. We look up at the stars, at the friendly constellations winking at us. “If only we could have a companion”

“Look, over there” She says. “That blue box”

I turn our head to the direction she indicated. A blue police box is in the process of fading away, making a terrible screeching sound. We run towards it, shouting at it to wait.

It fully vanishes right as we arrive at it. “Now we are even imagining things to fill the emptiness” She comments. I mournfully agree with her.

“If we ever make it home, we must over throw the tyrant who enslaves us and them" she says.

"But she is our sister! Just as last time, I do not have the will power to fight. Tyrant she may be, but a sister she still is"

"We must show you how to use your power as she so does. Would we like us to take control for then?"

"You know my thoughts as well as I do"

We switch. I focus on making our legs carry us forward, she focuses on making she we arrive to our destination.

"We have something we wish to say" she says from my mouth.

I can tell the color of her thoughts, but not the thoughts themselves. "Yes?" I say in my voice.

"We must confess that we have been rather infatuated with us. The place we are leading us, we were hoping it to be our first date"

"We are flattered, and must also admit we have been harboring similar feelings for us as well"

"Do we accept?"

"We do"

"We are over joyed at such news! Perhaps this punishment shall be easier now"

We continue walking. We bask in each other's silent company, enjoying being so close to someone so special to us.

"We are almost there" she informs me.

"May we inquire where our destination is?"

"The most amazing place that can be found on this desolate rock"

A few minutes pass.

"Here we are" she says.

We sit down in awe of the view. A large but shallow hill sits before us. The blessed and cursed sun is rising in front of his, and the thin atmosphere reflects its red and golden sun.

Despite the raw amazement of the scene, a feeling of melancholy comes over me.

"What is bothering us?" My kindred spirit asks me.

A solitary tear escapes, and evaporates in the rarified atmosphere.
"There is no need for words. I know you pain" she says comfortingly.

"Ten years have passed" we chorus. "Only nine thousand nine hundred to go"

We lay on the ground, hugging ourselves.

"We hope we'll be a good companion for our banishment"

Author's Note

Well, this is the first one I, Lonepone, have done. I strayed a little into the sad Fic territory with this, so I'll see what you all think of it.