Celestia was gone and Luna was totally trapped. Sure, she could just fly down with Celestia out of sight but she already came out of nowhere once with a rolled up newspaper and it’d be best not to try it anyways. So she did what any sensible pony would do in this situation. She curled up into a ball and started rocking back and forth and crying. These stairs were totally not radical.

“I just wanted breakfast! This is complete bullcorn!” Indeed. The rustles were strong with this pony. “These things shouldn’t exist! I can’t believe that some insane, corrupted mind would ever conceive of such an awful device. This instrument of horror will be my undoing!”

But then Luna got a thought into her head which stopped all her bellyaching. She almost forgot for a moment that she had a horn and thus magic. All she had to do was blast the stairs away and the problem will be solved! Genius. So she got back up to her hooves and steadied all four of them. She culminated the power inside her to erupt in a force that would surely destroy this menace once and for all! And with a flick of her horn, she sent forth a bolt of pure magic energy at the topmost step!

Unfortunately, Luna never was one for basic geometry. Turns out that her magic missile bounced right off of the floor that led into the staircase, then it hit the far wall opposite her, then it hit the ceiling, and then it came right back at the sender: Luna’s pretty pretty face. Now, I wasn’t here when it happened but I’m pretty sure Luna said something most unbecoming of a princess right before she got splashed against a wall and knocked out. That’s right, she survived, but she’ll have to find a way to replace her eyebrows now.

But this attempt on the life of the stairs was not without it’s rewards, for she learned a very important lesson that day. The stairs were a better mage than she.

Author's Note

I bet those stairs attended Hogwarts.