So when Luna finally picked herself up it was getting pretty late so she headed on back to Twilight’s house which was starting to look like a giant hunk of Swiss cheese, what with all the holes in it. Of course, this didn’t detract from the fact that Luna burst in through the Northside wall of the first floor anyways. After all, she is a princess, she shouldn’t have to bother opening doors herself.

Twilight just accepted this little fact and made yet another mental note to call on some local carpenter to help fix her treehouse. Then again, she’d probably need to also hire an arborist of some sort given that her house was inside a tree. Regardless, she set down a book she just so happened to be studying at the time and went over to Luna who was busy making another entrance from the first floor to the second with a constant spray of bullets.

“Salutations Princess Sparkle, as you can see not much has changed on my end though I believe I have successfully warned all other ponies to beware of this contraption. Have you come to a solution?”

Twilight’s horn sparked with purple energy and manipulated some mechanism on the side of the firearm and all of a sudden it went quiet and all parts of it seemed to stop immediately.

“Goodness, it seems you have. I thank you very much. What did you do?”

“The safety was off.”

“There’s a safe way to operate this?”

“The safety makes it stop firing.”

“Oh.” Luna now took the time to more closely inspect the weapon in her hands. Without a doubt it its something that is not for the land of Equestria, at least in this time of relative harmony. “Twilight, could you help me with one other thing?”

“Luna, get out of my house. And this time use the door.”

“Very well Twilight.”

A few awkward moments passed as Luna just stood there, still carrying the gun with her magic.

“Well?”

“What’s a door?”

Author's Note

Guns, stairs, doors. Luna's been outta the game for a while now. I don't blame her. Did you know Luna was born with a tail? What a dork!