The Daydreamer's Nightmare

by Foals Errand

Rating: everyone
Tags: Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 14337

Celestia is having a horrible recurring nightmare. She knows that this dream is ridiculous and irrational. She knows she can trust Luna, there must be someway to rid herself of the dream. There just has to be a way!

Ever since Tirek had been returned to Tartarus, Celestia has been experiencing a recurring nightmare: Luna was never healed and she was only biding her time. Celestia wakes every morning covered in cold sweat and yet she knows the dream is impossible. Luna is only Luna. So why? Why can she not rid herself of these horrible images? Luna suggests a plan to vanquish the nightmare knowing it would be impossible in the dream realm. The only possible way: An old spell.
Luna and Celestia are willing to do anything for one another. Does that include becoming the other?

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Published 2014-06-09 17:30:06 UTC
Last updated 2014-07-01 21:16:14 UTC

Nightmare

Head up, wings folded, step lightly, smile at the ponies...

Celestia repeated the mantra to herself silently. It had been a… difficult last few days. Her former student now had her own palace. Tirek was back in Tartarus. Everything was back to normal and harmonic.

Head up, wings folded, step lightly, smile at the ponies...

She hadn’t needed this mantra for the last several hundred years, but today it was necessary. If she didn’t continue it, Celestia was certain she would have started to scream and been unable to stop.

Head up, wings folded, step lightly, smile at the ponies...

She smiled at the guards standing on either side of the private dining hall. “Has my sister arrived for our shared meal this evening?” Celestia inquired with a tilt of her head.

The solar guards saluted her and Celestia mentally sighed. “Yes, Princess Celestia. Princess Luna arrived five minutes ago. She is awaiting you within!”

Celestia nodded and waited as the guards opened the doors. Sitting at the small table was the smaller dark blue alicorn, staring out the window at the sun, which lay low just over the horizon. Celestia walked over and sat next to Luna, draping a large white wing around her. Luna was startled at the touch, but after a moment she lay her head on her sister’s chest.

“Long day, Tia?” Luna asked after a few moments of comfortable silence.

Celestia continued to gaze out the window. There was just about an hour left until she’d have to set the sun, but watching it drift closer to that horizon was strangely peaceful. She briefly wondered if Luna felt that way about the moon.“A long day does not begin to cover it, I’m afraid, Lulu.”

Luna frowned. She always hated that nickname that Celestia had given her. It made it seem that she was only a foal. Still, it gave Celestia comfort, so Luna would put up with it.

“I know what you mean, Tia. My night court has been full since Tirek was sent back to Tartarus. He caused a lot of damage, and many of the night’s creatures are now without a home. He had some affinity for destroying trees. We imagine you are dealing with the same, only from ponies?”

Celestia nodded after a short time. “Mostly, as you said: there was a lot of damage done. Unfortunately, damages from Tirek seem to be the least of my woes. At least, when it comes to court, my dear Luna.”

Luna lifted her head from her sister’s chest. “But that is not what troubles you, is it, Tia? What is it? You have been hiding your dreams from me. You know I dislike that.”

Celestia looked down into Luna’s cerulean eyes. They looked concerned for her well-being. When was the last time I hid my dreams from Luna before now… After a few moments of thought, it came to her. It hadn’t been long after Luna had returned from the moon. Celestia looked away from her sister’s eyes. She had been having non-stop nightmares that Luna hadn’t actually been healed, but was instead biding her time. It was ridiculous, and it hurt each time she woke from one of these dreams her coat covered in the cold sweat that only mortal terror brought. She couldn’t allow Luna to see those dreams, so she had placed a shield over her own subconscious mind. Unless she was in dire trouble, Luna would not even know Celestia was asleep. She remembered Luna’s concerned looks across the breakfast table each morning, but explained it away as still getting used to being in charge of only the day once more. It seemed to have pacified Luna’s worry, at least, at the time. Now though, Celestia was finding out the truth. Luna had been able to tell that she was blocking Luna from her dreams.

“My dreams are fine Luna, and rather boring, actually. Rooms filled with unending paperwork seems to be the most prevalent nightmare.” Celestia laughed.

Luna turned back to staring at the sun as if it might provide the answer to its mistress’ deceit. The sun was not forthcoming with answers, however, and Luna was forced to turn her attention elsewhere as the servant’s entrance opened, and two unicorns approached the small table with domed platters. They were set in front of both sisters; gold for Celestia and silver for Luna. Luna could not help but roll her eyes at the silver platter. It seemed like too much fuss, but then again, they were two of the diarchy --well, triarchy-- now. For a moment, Luna entertained the idea of what color Twilight’s respective dome would be as the domes were lifted, revealing an expertly put-together pasta dish.

Luna licked her lips as she speared a piece of tomato with her fork, bringing it to her lips and biting into it, juice exploding into her mouth. If there was one thing she had missed while on the moon, other than Celestia, of course, it was eating real food, not just pretending like she had with the dust and moon rocks she had survived on. It wasn’t that Luna needed to eat, though she did prefer it and was used to it. In fact, Luna was quite certain that, had Celestia allowed her, she would have gorged herself with food and water the night she returned. Instead she was given vegetable broth after being examined by a healer. Something about ‘Refeeding Syndrome.’ Luna still didn’t understand what exactly it meant and was loathe to look it up.

She glanced up from her meal and put her glass of wine to her lips. Celestia was sitting across from her, just staring her untouched food, including the large piece of black forest cake.

Something was very wrong with her older sister. “Tia… Celestia? What’s troubling you, big sis’?” Luna hoped that her choice of using the modern slang for ‘sister’ might help Celestia open up. It had worked many times since she had returned, after all.

Celestia blinked and looked up at Luna. Her little sister looked concerned. Celestia couldn’t help but smile; her baby sister looked so adorable when she was worried. The way her wings would fluff out just the tiniest bit, along with how she’d bite her lower lip. Sometimes Celestia would even witness Luna making tiny circles with her fore hoof. Still… While seeing Luna looking so concerned was adorable, it was also the one thing Celestia strived to never see.

“I’m sorry, Luna. You are right, little sis; there is something bothering me, and I despise the fact that on my own I am unable to rid myself of such fears.” Celestia licked her lips as Luna locked eyes with her.

“Please, Tia, tell me what’s going on! I’m certain that if I know what you are fearing, we can work through it together!” Luna’s eyes sparkled at the idea of being able to help her sister. After all that Celestia had done for her, this was finally Luna’s chance. “I promise not to react badly, no matter what I am to hear!”

Celestia nodded. “Alright Luna, alright… You were right. I have been placing a barrier around my dreams so that you are unable to see them. Ever since the incident with Tirek, I have been having a recurring nightmare.”

Luna nodded her head, silently urging her sister to continue. She had nightmares after what had happened as well. It was normal for any pony to experience bad dreams after such a traumatic event, added to the fact was that Celestia, Cadance, and herself had literally experienced Tartarus itself. It was not something Luna felt she would forget any time soon. She didn’t expect anything different from Celestia. Luna let out a small shiver, remembering her nightmare from just a few hours earlier. Tirek’s eyes…

Celestia felt her left ear twitch, instinctively sure that there was somepony outside the door listening. She frowned. Her horn glowed, and a sound-proofing shield fell over both sisters. Luna was the only pony that deserved to know Celestia’s irrational dream. Nopony else. And she would keep it that way. “It started the night after Twilight and her friends sent Tirek back to Tartarus. I…I wasn’t in the dream, I was only watching it. It seemed so very real.”

Luna moved over to Celestia’s side, laying her head on Celestia’s shoulder. “Go on, Tia?”

With that final bit of encouragement, Celestia nodded.

Luna landed on the balcony of the newly-created Palace of Friendship and knocked on the door, rousing a tired Twilight Sparkle. Twilight opened the balcony door with a yawn, her mane mused from sleeping on it wrong. “Prin… er, Luna? Is everything alright?”

Luna lifted a single eyebrow at Twilight, who blinked as her brain caught up with her. “Oh… oh! Please come inside!” She moved out of the doorway, allowing the dark mare to enter into her bedroom. “May I get you anything to drink? Tea maybe? I mean, unless this is a urgent matter…” Twilight drifted off as Luna watched her.

“Tea would be fine, Twilight Sparkle. I will accompany you to the kitchen so we can speak onto the manner of my visit while the tea seeps.”

Twilight nodded and got her bearings to recall exactly which direction the kitchen was in. After a few moments she headed out the room and to the right. “Sorry about this, Luna. I haven’t had a chance to explore this place yet. Spike and I even got separated from each other and were lost for an hour last night.” She laughed, which faded quickly at the ‘no nonsense’ look Luna was giving her. “A-anyway, this is the way to the kitchen, I’m certain!” She opened a heavy crystal door, revealing a large kitchen. Twilight flushed at the size. “What type of tea would you like? Pri- Celestia and I usually have jasmine togethe-”

“That would be fine, Twilight Sparkle.” Luna interrupted, sitting down at the round table.

Twilight felt her lips chap and quickly got to work on the tea, placing the kettle on the fire and sitting next to Luna. “Alright, the tea is steeping. Now, will you please tell me what has you so worried, Luna?”

Luna looked away from Twilight and out the window at the full moon high in the sky. A smile momentarily graced her lips before she turned to Twilight. “I have evidence that Tirek has found a new way out of Tartarus. He is on a warpath, Twilight Sparkle, and you are his target. Not myself or my sister. In fact, we suspect he may already be on his way here.”

Twilight had gone to grab the kettle as Luna began speaking. It slipped from her magical grip, shattering on contact with the floor. “N-no...” The whisper escaped her. She felt gentle wings wrap around her and she slumped into their embrace.

“It is alright, Twilight Sparkle. I am here to protect you, but you must trust me.” Luna whispered into her ear.

“I trust you, Luna.” Twilight mumbled, looking up into the cerulean eyes of her friend.

Luna nodded. “Alright, I need you to concentrate all of your magic into me. I will hold onto it until Tia and I can make certain Tirek is back where he belongs.”

Without any hesitation, Twilight allowed her magic to build up forming it into a large ball of magenta energy that engulfed Luna. Twilight weakly fell to the ground and glanced at her flank to see her cutie mark gone. “I-it worked, Luna.” Twilight laughed weakly and didn’t even notice as Luna’s body began to change.

She never even noticed as Nightmare Moon pierced the back of her neck with her horn.

“Sweet dreams…”

Celestia felt the trembling from her little sister. She immediately blanketed her with a large white wing. “Luna, please I know that it is naught but a nightmare. It is ridiculous, impossible, and irrational!” Celestia closed her eyes tightly. “Why won’t it leave my subconscious, Luna? I know it will never happen. I trust you with everything I am and everything I will ever be!” Tears trailed down her alabaster cheeks. “Why won’t it leave me be, Luna?” She sobbed out the words.

Luna stared up at her. The dream it terrified her as much as it did Celestia. There had to be a way to rid her of it. Luna’s normal methods of vanquishing the nightmares of the ponies would not work because of Nightmare Moon. Luna knew she would be drawn into that former form of herself. No, this was not something Luna could defeat within the dream realm. The treatment for this was going to be more heavy hoofed. Luna sat there, cuddled into her sister’s large form, the embrace comforting her until her trembling stopped. She chewed her bottom lip; there had to be something... Something that she was not recalling.

Then it hit her. There had been a case that had been presented to her night court so long ago. Two sisters had come; one was a noble a very well respected pony, while the other was one of Luna’s own guards. They had asked a boon of her, one which she had hesitantly granted. They wished to experience life through the other’s eyes. According to her guard the experience had been illuminating for both sisters, and they were very thankful.

“There is something we can do, Tia.”

Celestia opened her tear-filled eyes to look at her determined little sister. “Anything, Luna! I will do anything to rid myself of this nightmare!”

Luna licked her lips and nuzzled Celestia’s chest. “I have a spell which will switch our souls. I would be you and you would be me.”

Celestia closed her eyes. Luna being me? Me being Luna? There shouldn’t be much harm in it. Surely my magic is not much different than her’s. The only thing I would worry about would be her ability to bring forth the day, but surely she’ll allow me to help her… It’s not as if she’d leave the moon up aga- Celestia gave herself a mental shake and opened her eyes to see Luna staring up at her.

“Th-there are, of course, other options, Tia. if you give me a few hours, surely I can-”

“Yes.” Celestia interrupted Luna’s rambling.

“Yes? Yes, you want me to look for other options? Of course. Just move your wing and I-”

“Yes, I will switch with you, Luna. There is no pony I trust more, so… Yes.”

Luna’s muzzle was graced with a beautiful smile as her eyes met her sister’s. “Alright, let’s get started.”

Author's Note

This story will be exactly three chapters so here we are chapter one! The next chapter will be the spell and Celestia's night as Luna.

Hope you enjoyed!

Looking Back (Edit)

There were a precious few things that made Celestia happy. Now, this wasn’t to say that the smile she usually wore was fake; far from it, but it was a smile of contentedness. Few ponies had actually seen Celestia happy. Twilight often made Celestia happy with her inquisitiveness, and her dear niece, Cadance, made Celestia happy with her joyful attitude.

Celestia smiled as Luna searched diligently for a forgotten and hidden bookcase. Luna’s tongue was poked just slightly through her lips. She had promised Celestia that she had a rough idea where she had put the book they needed.

Happiness. The thing that made Celestia the most happy, more than Twilight or Cadance, was having Luna back. The real Luna whom she remembered. The Luna who was always looking to expand her knowledge, the Luna who hated the word ‘no’ and encouraged ponies to rework their ideas instead. If only ponies would have asked her. The Luna Celestia remembered loved the night sky, and would spend much of her waking hours designing ways to make it even more beautiful, only for her ears to fall when she realized no pony was awake to see it.

She clenched her teeth as her thoughts turned towards a thousand years ago, when she had joined her little sister as she decorated the night sky for the first few centuries. It was so beautiful, and each night Luna added something different. A new star, a meteor shower, once she had even created a rainbow that was only visible at night...

She’d always watch; a wing over Luna’s back, and an empty promise escaping her lips.

“Don’t worry Luna, they’ll see it next time.” I didn’t even vary what I said! Always the same promise. Next time the ponies will see; next time the ponies will be awake; next time they’ll give a damn about you! She looked at the dust covered floor, Then what happened, huh? Celestia, don’t you dare just blame the other ponies!

Celestia shut her eyes, trying to escape the truth to run away from it… again. She couldn’t, though. Not anymore. It had started slowly, such things, no, such betrayals always did. A missed night here and there, Luna would never notice, right? Just feign exhaustion after setting the sun, put a few spells on her bedroom door that would alert her to Luna’s presence, and she’d pretend to sleep. Pretend to ignore the gentleness of a blanket being placed over her and a soft nuzzle to her cheek. Pretend to ignore the soft voice in her ear...

Sweet dreams, Tia, I’ll protect you tonight.

Celestia cringed. One thousand years, no... More than one thousand years, yet she still remembered those words. Then, once Luna had left, Celestia would get back up and go back to whatever it was she had been doing. She’d see Luna at breakfast, she’d remind herself Luna doesn’t understand how stressful ruling the day is, while all that Luna has to worry about is the silent night.

So many times I could have fixed things! I could have given her duties that were normally part of the day! We could have split the paperwork, I could have sent more cases to her night court!

She hadn’t, the few missed nights soon turned into every night. Luna smiling at her during dinner, her eyes full of hope, asking Celestia to watch the night with her. Oh, the beauty she had planned! And what did you do? You didn’t care! Not once did you go to watch her night with her… N-not once.

Slowly Celestia had noticed a change in Luna. She stopped asking Celestia to join her every night, instead trying once a week, then once a month. Then one evening she simply stopped asking, altogether. Luna’s ears had been plastered to her head and she had looked up at Celestia a few times. She had even opened her mouth as if to say something, but thought better of it. Once dinner had concluded, Luna had simply left their private parlor, her ethereal tail tucked between her legs and her head pointed towards the ground. Celestia could have stopped her. She could have spoken up! She… she could have asked to watch the night with Luna. I could have been a big sister! I could have cared!

Celestia had dreams about that night, that was the night she saw as the beginning of the end. The dream always started the same way, with the same silent dinner, and Luna getting up to leave. If Celestia was lucky, it would be a good night and she could take control of her body. She’d ask Luna to come back, she’d ask if she could watch the night. Sometimes she’d invite Luna to join her for the day. One time, right before Luna had returned from the moon, Celestia had burst into tears and offered Luna anything not to leave. She’d even offered the day itself. Usually though, the dream would be a nightmare and Celestia would be stuck within her unmoving body, screaming and crying and fighting to get control. Fighting to tell Luna how much she loved her…

Fighting to tell her how sorry she was.

Celestia hated those dreams. She had never asked, and she never would, but she would always wonder if it had been like that for Luna, too. Screaming and crying until she was hoarse, trying to take back her body from Nightmare Moon? Had Luna been aware for her banishment? Was she tortured, or was she simply allowed to sleep? Sleep and dream of the good times? Celestia hoped it was the later. She feared it was the former.

She could remember the last time she had seen Luna smile. It had surprised Celestia to see Luna awake during the day. And to find she was requesting an appointment, just like a peasant? Celestia had only felt annoyance when the guards had announced her little sister.

“Presenting Her Royal Highness, Luna Nocturne: Diarch of the Night.”

Celestia watched as her little sister walked into the silent throne room. Many of the ponies within had never even seen the younger princess, some even believing her to be a myth. Yet here she was, smaller then Princess Celestia and with an imperfect coat. The night Princess had a blotched coat, not pure like the elder sister. Celestia could hear the whispers coming from the nobles, and she knew Luna could as well. Celestia watched Luna’s ears twitched in what she suspected to be irritation. After all, Luna’s hearing was as good as Celestia’s. Celestia watched to see if the whispers would cause Luna to stop or even turn around, yet it seemed her little sister was not to be deterred. Luna approached the throne, stopping ten feet in front of it and inclined her head in respect to Celestia. Celestia simply watched, not bothering to respond in kind.

“What is the matter, Princess Luna? We art very busy with court and thou should be asleep in yonder tower.”

Luna hesitated a moment, gathering her thoughts, then looked at her elder sister who was sitting proudly in her large gold throne, her multi-hued mane flowing in an invisible wind while Luna’s lay limply upon her neck. Her ear twitched as she heard another whisper, this time comparing their manes.

“Luna must be of dirty blood for her mane to exist as hair and not magic as Celestia’s.”

Luna withheld a snort… barely. “Good morrow to you, mine elder sister. Aye, we should be at rest, but we have a petition to present to you.”

Celestia restrained from lifting an eyebrow at the fact that her sister... no, her co-regent was approaching her as a peasant would. Hmm, this petition must be important to her. “Speak then, Princess Luna Nocturne.”

“As my dearest elder sister well knows, in a fortnight I shall be celebrating the time of my birth. And, as it is to be my coming of age, I would like to request a gala of celebration to take place upon the setting of the sun. May there be dancing, music and merriment to celebrate my becoming a mare. May our citizens celebrate their night diarch coming into her own!” Luna finished her petition with a nervous look, which marred her otherwise beautiful face.

Celestia kept her face neutral, but internally she was panicking. A fortnight? Luna’s date of birth is only a fortnight away? Do I not have anything special planned for mine sister’s wondrous coming of age? Slowly, to Celestia’s horror, she realized there was nothing planned. Yes, a gala! Celestia would handle it herself, she would plan everything, it would be perfect. The nobles would be there for Luna, show Luna love…

Like she always desires. Think, Celestia, when was the last time you spent any time with thy younger sister… I-it could not have been that long ago. It… it was the meteor shower! Luna had been so proud. We watched it together my wing upon her back how long ago was that oh harmony it couldn’t have been that long ago.

Slowly, the coldness of reality crept into Celestia’s mind.

It was five winters ago… Oh, no, no, I must be remembering wrong. Th-that must simply be the last large event. Yes, of course there have been other times, like break- No, I have been skipping breakfast to get to my duties earlier. Certainly there was supper! In fact, I know. The image of her sister miserably leaving the parlor flashed to the front of Celestia’s mind.

...Three winters, it has been three winters since I have seen mine sister. Mine sister! My closest friend! She is right. Not a one shows her love, not even me!

Celestia swallowed the lump in her throat as tears threatened to flow from her eyes in sobs. How she wished to spring from her accursed throne, to take Luna into into her embrace, to cry, to hold her, to apologize, to offer her anything to see her smile. Oh, Harmony, how long had it been since she had seen Luna smile! How she loved her smile and her laugh. How long…

Oh, Harmony! Oh, Sun and Moon, I cannot even remember the last time I heard her laugh! The Element of Laughter not laughing. How could I doubt her, the Element of Honesty… Celestia saw Luna begin to lose the little confidence she had as she listened to the quiet whispers from the nobles. How Celestia wished to dismiss them all to take the day off, to play in the garden with Luna...

Yes! That will be mine gift to her, I will finish all my work for the next month. A vacation. A full fortnight, just her and I, and we will rebuild our bond. If the ponies cannot see her as the goddess she is, even after this, then Luna and I will leave! Hold on Luna, just a little longer.

“Thy petition is just and fair, mine younger sister. The Eventide Gala will be held in one fortnight, upon the setting of the sun.”

Luna looked up, her blue eyes lighting up with hope and love as her lips wavered into a smile. Oh Sun, her smile... How could I have gone so long without seeing it? How was it I lived day to day… Oh, Luna.

“I thank you, mine elder sister. Good day to thee.” With a incline of her head, Luna turned and walked from the throne room, joy once again apparent in her movements.

Celestia allowed the smallest smile to grace her lips as she was already planning their vacation. “Send in the next petition!” She ordered to the guard manning the door. For the next several days Celestia focused her full attention on finishing her work and planning for the Eventide Gala. Often she would have paperwork and designs for Eventide side-by-side. It was going to be perfect. A gala for her beautiful little sister and a celebration of the night. She had even found several pegasi soldiers willing to do an acrobatic show in the night sky. The sky all over Equestria would be clear during the event. The invitations were being written and delivered as she crossed every item off of her checklist.

Let me see... I have the hall ready, it will be decorated with the colors of night and Luna’s cutie mark. The catering will include the finest of delicacies from all over Equestria, I have had Luna secretly fitted for a dress of utmost beauty. A quartet of musicians have been booked and already paid. Yes, everything is going to plan, now to compress mine meetings into the next week. At the end of the night, when she is full of good food and cheer, I will give her my gift! I will spend the entirety of the Eventide Gala by her side. I will… I will be a sister. With that final thought, a single tear rolled down her cheek. “Hold on Luna, it’s almost time.”

The night of the Eventide Gala Celestia waited at the top of the stairs for Luna to appear, Celestia’s gold regalia was shined to glimmer in the moonlight, but that was all she was wearing. This was Luna’s night; it was her time to shine. After a few moments of waiting she heard a small clearing of a throat. Celestia turned to see Luna standing next to her with a nervous smile on her lips. She was dressed in the beautiful gown Celestia had gotten commissioned. It was made from the finest of imported silks, much of it dyed black with strips of midnight blue and studded with the most pristine of diamonds. It truly appeared as if the night sky was wrapped around Luna’s very self.

“Thou startled me, little sister, you are growing better and more confident with using the night to move.” Celestia smiled proudly as Luna blushed at the compliment. “Do you like the gown I had made for your special night?”

Luna nodded a smile gracing her lips. “Aye, I found it hung up upon awakening an hour ago. I-is it a gift from thee?”

Celestia nodded. “It is, and I am thankful for thy praise. Forth this night you and I will be side by side.” She lifted a hoof and ran it through Luna’s silky blue hair “At some point this night thy hair will become magic itself signifying your becoming a mare I will not miss this moment for anything nor anypony.”

Luna beamed up at Celestia and nuzzled her head against her hoof. “I thank thee. We art ready to enter!”

Celestia nodded to the two guards standing outside the double-door entrance to the ball room. Their horns lit with their magic aura and the doors were opened to reveal the decorated hall.

Even before they entered the room Celestia’s heart had already begun to sink. The banners which decorated the hall were gold and red with Celestia’s cutie mark; not dark blue and silver with Luna’s.

She felt Luna pause. Please don’t leave, Luna. I’m sorry the decorations are wrong, please stay! Let me fix it, let me try. Celestia aimed her magic at the banners, transforming them to celebrate Luna and the night, and the golden table tops replaced with silver. A mural of dawn replaced with a beautiful starry night. “Honored guests, we art not certain why the decor of the Eventide Gala was so off, but we hath fixed it! Tis’ a celebration of our dear younger sister, the Diarch of the Night, Princess Luna! Join us in wishing her a happy coming of age!”

Celestia frowned at herself when the crowd stomped their hooves in applause which reached her sensitive ears, but smiled at Luna. “Why don’t you mingle with thy subjects while I get us some mead?”

Luna licked her lips at the thought of the sweet beverage and nodded eagerly before slowly walking up to a group of mares near her physical age.

Celestia went to the refreshments table to get the mead for the both of them in two beautiful goblets. “Princess Celestia, good evening to thee! May we speak with thee?” Celestia looked up to see a group of nobles, a rather large group, which seemed to be surrounding her.

“Aye, just promise to speak quickly, we have promised our sister to stay by her side the whole night.”

This was to be the worst mistake that Celestia had ever made, as the nobles began demanding answers to simple questions which they easily could have answered for themselves. Some questions being so foolish as to even be unanswerable, and each and every time Celestia tried to politely excuse herself they simply ignored her.

Unable to take it anymore, Celestia found a hole and pushed herself through, holding the now-warm goblets of mead in her magic. “Luna?” She called, her eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of her little sister’s dress or light blue mane. “Luna?!” she finally called, her heart sinking, unable to spot her anywhere in the hall. She quickly went to one of the guards, still hopefully holding the mead. “Sir guard, perchance dost thou knowest the current whereabouts of mine sister?”

The solar guard saluted Celestia. “Yes, Princess Celestia! Princess Luna left the hall at a full gallop some time ago.”

Celestia felt her throat clench. “H-how long ago, Sir guard?”

“‘Twas an hour or more ago, Your Majesty. ‘Twas the strangest thing, really; her mane seemed to be studded with stars.”

Celestia stared in shock. Stars... no, no! I could not have missed it! I swore to her, I swore! Th-they kept me from her! Again, they keep love from mine sister! The most loyal and honest pony! The most beautiful! Not anymore!

Celestia threw the two goblets at the ground in pure rage, her mane licking the air as wildly as flames. Startled from the smashing of broken china, the quartet stopped playing and the nobles turned to see their benevolent ruler glaring at them, her eyes a glowing white as flames danced upon her coat, her mane and tail white fire. “We have suffered from your cruel indifference for the final time! Thou have run our sister from her own celebration! Thou have kept us from staying by her side! Thou have ruined thy final chance, thou art dismissed, all of thee do not darken the door of this palace again. Now, all of you out, or thou will feel mine flame!

The terrified nobles raced for the doors, galloping away in pure fear, but the solar guards still stood stoically beside the door as Celestia turned and narrowed her eyes at them. Were we not clear, thou art dismissed! Any pony who is not mine sister who enters this palace will be exiled from Equestria, now LEAVE!

Celestia watched as her former guards raced away from the Day Princess, who was crackling with hate. Slowly she crossed the room and poured two more cups of mead, the flames slowly tapering out. After a few moments to compose herself, she slowly walked to the night tower. First thing, we’ll get rid of separate sleeping chambers. We shared a bed before, we shall do so again, holding mine sister in my embrace, smelling the sweet scent of the night itself in her mane. She glanced down to see Luna’s dress on the staircase, it had been ripped. Celestia hoped that Luna had done the ripping. Celestia stopped for a moment at the door to the Night Chamber before knocking. “Luna? It’s me, Tia. Allow me to enter? I have news!”

The door opened, and it was pitch black inside, but Celestia could see a lump curled up in Luna’s bed. “Luna, I have the mead for us. Won’t you come out?”

“Mead? Oh, thou fetched the mead. How wondrous. Thou may leave it on our table and depart.”

“Nay, Luna. I wish to spend time with thee! I am… I am so sorry, Luna, I love thee so much.” Celestia began to smile as the blankets jostled, hoping Luna would rise from them, they would drink some mead and Celestia could tell Luna the good news!

“Love? Dost thou love me truly?” The voice asked with a soft hiss.

The voice made Celestia’s fur stand on end. It was so... cold. It’s just part of her becoming a mare, you will get used to it. “Of course! Mine love for you is as eternal as our lives.”

A few moments passed as dark blue magic took hold of the goblet, then slammed it against the wall. A being rose from the covers, glaring with heavy lidded eyes at Celestia. “We hate thee.”

Those three words marked the end. Sure, it took several months until it culminated in that battle, but-

“Ah ha! I knew it was in one of my hiding spots!” Luna interrupted Celestia’s thoughts, setting a large blue book on the table in front of her.

“You’re sure this is the right book, Lulu?” Celestia asked, cocking her head at the mundane looking book in front of her.

Luna nodded her head, wiggling under Celestia’s large wing. “Mmmhmm I’m sure! Now let’s see... It was on page forty-two.” Luna quickly flipped to the correct page and glanced up at Celestia. “Are you really sure you want to do this, Tia? I’m certain there is another way. If you just give me a few hours to think it th-”

Luna’s words were stopped by a gentle hoof placed to her lips. “I told you already: I’m sure. There doesn’t seem to be much here, though, just a few lines of text.”

Luna nodded “Yes, I had hoped that if no pony could figure out what the spell was used for, they wouldn’t attempt it. Alright, now we need to be touching for this to work, so the embrace we are in is a good start. The most important thing is not to fight the spell; you have to be one-hundred percent willing.”

Celestia nodded, giving Luna a nuzzle as Luna’s horn began to glow. “Ab oculis meis, et a cogitationibus vestris. Disrumpitur vinculum nobis est passus adsurgere. Novas sedes est animus et divident. Cum cognoverint, ut revertantur.”

Celestia closed her eyes as she felt something pull at her chest, it paused, then wavered. No! I cannot allow that fear to stop this, I trust Luna! I love her, I am one-hundred percent willing! A heat filled her chest and forced her eyes open. Her mane was blowing as if she were traveling through a hurricane; something was trying to push her away from Luna. Celestia grunted and held her tighter. I am one-hundred percent certain!

Then, all went dark.

Author's Note

From your eyes to mine, From my thoughts to yours. The bond which connects us, allow it to soar. Our souls shall part and find new homes. Only to return when they have learned.

Celestia's Night

Celestia heard a moan as she came to. It was a soft moan, as if to complain about having to wake up early. This was not a moan of pain. She felt her eyes try to twitch open as she heard it again. There was something familiar about the moan she was hearing, she realized, as her mind woke up slowly from her impromptu nap. Let’s see, the voice is feminine, definitely that of a mare, and if I didn’t know any better, I’d think that I was the one-

Her eyes jolted open to see Celestia smiling gently at her, her head at an angle as to look Luna in the eyes. “Are you alright?”

“I-I, Luna?” She asked licking her lips, “Luna, is it really you?” She lifted her head from her forehooves slowly.

“Yes, ‘Tia, it’s me. You didn’t answer me, though; are you alright?”

Celestia considered the question for a few moments as she looked at her now dark blue fur. “I- yes... I’m alright, Lulu, just give me a few moments. Can you tell me exactly what that spell did? I’m really curious. I know it changed our bodies, obviously, but...” She shrugged, hoping that Luna would fill in the rest.

Luna smiled; it was odd for Celestia to see her little sister’s smile on her own muzzle. She blinked and stared. Luna’s mischievous smile had changed to the gentle one Celestia was known for. W-was that supposed to happen? A side effect of the spell, I guess…

“Of course, ‘Tia. I discovered this spell in an old book many ages ago... years even, before my fall to the Nightmare. It can only be used with two ponies who truly care for each other. It is meant to assist in healing the soul. Had you still hated or feared me, then I doubt the spell would have worked as well as it did.” Luna swallowed hard, “Or even at all.”

Celestia pushed herself up to a sitting position, the large wing draped around her back still forming a hug, just as it had been before she performed the spell. Though before the spell she had been the one forming the hug, she was content to be snuggled. “What do you mean?” Celestia had to admit that she felt more than a mild curiosity about this body switching spell. The large wing lifted from her back and she let out a small sigh under her breath. I hope Luna and I can hug each other more often.

She looked up at Luna who stood with her eyes closed, her multi-hued mane blowing softly in the solar wind. She folded her wings up against her barrel. Celestia felt her mouth turn dry at the sight before her, be she forced herself to stand beside her sibling. Though she felt shaky on her hooves, she pushed it back and opted to lay her head against Luna’s broad white chest, nuzzling it softly.

“‘Tia, what are you doing?” Luna asked with a soft chuckle.

“Don’t you know it’s the job of the older sibling to comfort the younger when she’s upset?” Celestia glanced up to look into Luna’s visible magenta eye.

“Then I should be the one comforting you, shouldn’t I, Luna?”

Celestia felt her heart pound within her chest. That’s right, this is real. For all intents and purposes, I am Luna. “Can you please tell me how the spell works, Luna?”

Luna grinned. “Maybe, if you call me ‘Tia,’ I’ll consider it. After all, little sister, think of how many ponies would be confused if little Luna called her big sister Celestia, ‘Luna.’”

Celestia considered as her tail flicked back and forth. Luna has a point, If either of us were to slip, it would be game over. Worse, they may believe that the Nightmare was back and had tricked me... Alright, Tia. From this moment on, until you are back in your own body, you are Luna. Not Celestia pretending to be Luna, just Luna.

‘Luna’ nodded up at her older sister. “You’re right, Lu-‘Tia. Now will you tell me how the spell works? Please?”

‘Celestia’ lifted an eyebrow in surprise. She hadn’t expected Ce-Luna to agree so quickly to calling her ‘Tia. ‘Tia really is one-hundred percent on board with this, isn’t she? She smiled at the thought, closing the large blue book with her right fore hoof. “The spell works by switching the very souls of the participants of the spell. However, this does not always include the caster. As I said earlier, Lulu.” ‘Celestia’ couldn’t help but sneak in the foal nickname ‘Tia had given her. Let’s see how well you like being called Lulu, Tia. “The participants have to care for each other. If the caster does not have any such feelings for the pony the spell is being used upon, his or her soul will not be touched by the switching magic.”

‘Luna’ chewed her lip. “So the only difference now is that we have switched our souls?” Her sister gave a simple nod. “B-but I have all my memories... Shouldn’t I have yours in tha-” She was interrupted by ‘Celestia’s’ joyful laugh.

“I’m sorry, Luna, I don’t mean to laugh like that.” She giggled a few more times before nuzzling ‘Luna’s’ small head. “That isn’t how memories work. Yes, if you were to search, in all likelihood you would be able to find many of my memories inside your brain. However, no pony has been able to figure out where we store the many many memories within the brain.” She considered cocking her head, “And that is simply because they are not willing to accept that the soul is a pony’s self; their love, their joy, their memories, and yes, even their hate and fear.”

‘Luna’ stood there looking down at her hooves, thinking about what she had just been told. Her ear twitched in mild irritation, but she could find no fault in what ‘Celestia’ was telling her. “I think I understand.” She looked up at Celestia’s concerned face with a nervous smile. “It makes sense, now that I think about it, Lu-Tia?”

‘Celestia’ nodded. “It’s alright, just try to keep the slip-ups minimal in occurrence.” She glanced out the window and saw that the sun was hanging just over the horizon. “The day is almost done. Are you ready for the night?”

‘Luna’ snorted; what a foolish question. She was the Princess of the Day. With how stress-filled it was on average, the night could be no worse.

‘Celestia’ looked at the younger in what one could almost call veiled sadness. “Very well, let’s return to Canterlot and I will set the sun.” She spread her large wings and leapt into the air.

‘Luna’ watched in awe as ‘Celestia’ soared into the sky, the setting sun dancing upon her white coat. She looks like a god… some majestic being who is simply gracing us with her presence. Is that how I appear to my ponies? Something bigger than life?

The observation caused the feeling of cold slag deep within her belly. She shook it off as well as she could before spreading her own wings and leaping after ‘Celestia,’ flapping to gain speed.

Okay, this feels odd, and yet at the same moment it feels exactly right. ‘Luna’ considered the fact that the sensation of feeling wrong was slowly beginning to leave her. She doubted she could have held onto it even if she had desired to. She was beginning to feel comfortable and right, and that feeling was growing by the second. She caught up with ‘Celestia,’ who was hovering in the air.

“How are you feeling?” she asked, concern evident in her tone.

‘Luna’ considered the question as she hovered next to ‘Celestia.’ When she had first woken up she had only felt uneasy to the point of almost being ill. That feeling had passed quickly, and now she felt… “I feel fine, Tia. I don’t know how else to explain it other than I feel comfortable and right.”

‘Celestia’ released the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. “Good, I was worried that with us both being alicorns that the spell may not have been able to finish.”

‘Luna’ cocked her head. “Finish? You mean the fact that my soul is in your body wasn’t finished enough?”

‘Celestia’ considered the best way to explain what she meant from the spell finishing. I guess I should have mentioned how the spell has a delay effect... Oh, Tia, it’s been so long since I used this spell, I hope I’m remembering everything right.

“Well... to put it simply, Luna, there is the main process of the spell which is when our souls were gently removed and replaced. But that isn’t the end of the spell; it can’t be. The place where the soul resides in your body, it is easiest to compare it to a puzzle with a missing piece. For the soul to fit it has to match the open space in the puzzle, or no matter how much you turn it or push on it the soul will not fit correctly, so the spell has to carefully reshape our souls to fit where the missing piece should go. It takes several minutes to an hour for the spell to finish, so there are no mistakes and the souls are not damaged.”

‘Luna’s’ eyes widened in understanding. “So that feeling of comfort and, well, being in the right form, is from my soul being accepted as part of your puzzle?”

“Exactly, Luna!” ‘Celestia’ blinked as ‘Luna’s’ ears fell against her head. “What is it? What’s worrying you?”

“I was thinking, Tia, what would happen if the soul became too comfortable within its new puzzle?”

‘Celestia’ cocked her head in consideration as she looked at her little sister. Finally, she sighed. “Well, there isn’t much research that I know of, Luna. I found this spell in a book written even before Equestria itself was founded. I do know that it’s usually only used for a twenty-four hour period before the counter spell is used.” She nuzzled the dark blue figure hovering beside her. “You need not worry, ‘Tia… I promise the spell is safe.”

‘Luna’ nodded with a smile. “I trust you, Luna.” She glanced up at Canterlot. “We really need to get back there so you can set the sun. Are you ready?”

‘Celestia’ flexed her forelegs subconsciously. “Y-yeah, I’m ready, ‘Tia! I really am!” This is my chance to really help heal things between ‘Tia and myself. I’ll lower the sun now, and when it’s time I’ll bring the dawn! That should rid Tia of that horrible nightmare. After all, what reason would Nightmare Moon ever have to raise the sun?

‘Luna’ smiled. “I know you can do it. Just remember that after you’ve set the sun you need to go to bed and try to sleep.” ‘Luna’ seemed to gaze at nothing and everything at the same time. “For tonight, your night is my domain, little sister.”

With that said, both sisters flew back to Canterlot hoping that they had not been spotted leaving or coming home. It was quickly apparent, however, that even if they had been spotted, the Solar Guard was willing to ignore it since they had returned safely. Just an oddity of the two sisters bonding.

‘Celestia’ glanced over at ‘Luna’ as they stood on the balcony next to each other with a shaky smile. ‘Luna’ nodded her head gently and smiled. ‘Celestia’ folded her wings against her body and took a deep breath, then she slowly she lit up her horn, focusing her magic on cradling the sun. Once she was certain of her hold, she slowly moved her head until her horn was pressed against the stone floor of the balcony. She nervously closed her eyes for a moment before allowing her magic to fade.

“D-did I do it, Luna?”

“Well done, Tia.” ‘Luna’s’ soft voice whispered in her ear as she nuzzled her cheek. “My turn.”

‘Luna,’ unlike ‘Celestia,’ began with her horn pressed against the stone floor. Relax, ‘Tia. You aren’t Celestia, you are Luna. You aren’t taking the moon from Luna, you are Luna. Tonight, it’s your moon. Just breathe... This is right... breathe, just breathe.

‘Luna’s’ horn lit with her magic much as ‘Celestia's’ had, but while ‘Celestia’ had cradled the sun in a motherly embrace to put it to bed, the moon needed to be roused. Her magic built up under the moon, and with a rapid head movement the moon burst into the sky as if it had jumped up. ‘Luna’ surveyed the sky before opening her wings wide and giving a single powerful flap. Stars danced into the sky, twinkling merrily. She felt a wing draped upon her back.

“Wonderful job with the stars, Luna. The star-gazers will certainly appreciate them this fine night.”

‘Luna’ looked up to see Celestia gazing at the night. She swallowed the bitterness in her throat. I should be saying that, I should be out here every night with her, er, my wing around her back. We could stargaze together, just lay here on our backs like we did when we were fillies, and if some pony didn’t like it, well then buck them! I am not going to lose you again, not now, not ever!

‘Celestia’ tried to hide a small yawn but was unable to fool ‘Luna.’ “It’s time for you to go to bed, ‘Tia. Don’t be worried, I will be fine! Equestria will still be whole when you wake.”

‘Celestia’ laughed and gave ‘Luna’ a final nuzzle. “I think you are right. Yo-my body is very exhausted, day court must have been worse than you were willing to admit. Goodnight, baby sister.” Without another word, ‘Celestia’ headed for her sleep quarters.

‘Luna’ sighed, looking over the city as ponies started heading inside already, not a one of them glancing upwards at the beauty she had brought. “Good night, big Sis.”

After a few moments of watching the star filled night sky, ‘Luna’ sighed and turned to go inside. She watched as the yawning solar guards were being replaced with wide-awake thestrals. ‘Luna’ nodded her head to them as she walked past them. ‘Luna’ had never really been very close to the Lunar guard; they seemed to distrust her from the moment Luna had returned from the moon, but they seemed to be good ponies and very devout to her sister. Well, to me, at least for tonight, maybe I can get them to open up about why they distrust me. It’s worth a shot.

A tall mare approached ‘Luna’ and saluted. She was dressed in the normal Lunar Guard armor except that her helmet with was silver, rather than the normal lavender. ‘Luna’ blinked. This was an important guard, but for the life of her she couldn’t remember why.

Captain of guard… Night Blade…

‘Luna’ cocked her head. Where did that come from?

“Princess Luna, are you alright? You appear very distracted, my liege.”

‘Luna’ shook her head, clearing it. “I apologize, Captain. My mind was elsewhere.” She gave what she hoped was a reassuring smile. The mare looked uncertain but gave a nod.

“Of course, my liege. We should proceed to the throne room post-haste, Night Court is due to begin within the next five minutes.” She began walking quickly towards the throne room, which had been transformed to fit the night court. Celestia’s cutie mark and gold color had vanished to be replaced with the crescent moon and dark blue of Luna’s night. ‘Luna’ followed behind pausing in front of the double doors. Alright, so you’ve never seen how the Night Court operates... It can’t be much different than how the Day court does… can it?

“Her Highness, Princess Luna, Diarch of the Night, approaches!”

‘Luna’ was startled at the announcement and calmed her heart upon noticing the crier, who had announced her presence to the mostly empty throne room. Huh… I would have thought there would be more ponies here... At very least Luna’s personal assistant should be here, ready to assist.

No assistant.

‘Luna’ paused mid-step. There was that voice again. Maybe it’s Luna’s brain. She said if I searched I’d be able to locate some of her memories… yes, that must be it. She sat upon the large throne and frowned. Luna really should have her own throne, I feel like a filly playing pretend sitting in this thing... ‘Luna’ nodded towards her guard captain once she was settled.

Night Blade spread her wings. “All ponies having business before this the illustrious court of her Highness, Princess Luna, Diarch of the Night, step forward and be heard!”

‘Luna’ watched the double doors and waited for the ponies to enter.

‘Luna’ had been sitting straight, waiting for a pony seeking a petition for at least an hour. She let out a almost inaudible sigh. How long of a waiting list do I have for the Day Court? There have been ponies waiting for weeks! Why have I never sent any of them to Luna’s Night Court? What is wrong with me!

Fear, distrust...

‘Luna’ froze, there was that voice again. She had been certain it had in fact been Luna’s mind whispering to her, but this? Is that really what Luna thinks? That I don’t send ponies to her because I fear or distrust her? She shifted, trying not to look uncomfortable. Once we switch back I am having a new throne built for Luna my poor sister, having to sit in mine all the time. This is a diarchy, not a monarchy!

“Are there any scheduled petitions for tonight?” ‘Luna’ asked. After a few moments the unicorn stenographer’s head had begun listing. She jolted up and lifted a large book within her aura.

“I’m afraid not, Your Highness.”

“Ahem, Your Highness.” A very neatly groomed and dressed unicorn stepped forward. “I beg your indulgence over my tardiness. I would wish to petition, Your Highness.”

‘Luna’ sat up straighter, keeping her face neutral, but inside she was eager to see what type of petitions Luna saw. “Of course, step forward and introduce yourself?

The unicorn stopped ten feet in front of the throne and bowed. “I am the Barron Hightower, Your Highness.”

‘Luna’ nodded. “You may rise and state your petition, Barron.”

He did so and cleared his throat. “I do not know whether you are aware of certain… interests… who are attempting to mine in the vicinity of Clearwater Lake. Frankly the damage done by conventional mining can be catastrophic to their surrounding environments. While it would be simple to ask for an injunction against this operation, it misses the underlying point that this will not be the last such ill-advised venture of this type. Further, imagine if we had to rely on being able to petition Princess Celestia’s court. Though I am certain she would see the gravity of these situations, Her Highness’s calendar is backed up for weeks! Too long for expedient action, I am afraid.”

‘Luna’ frowned, much of his petition so far had been an excuse about why he had not petitioned the Day court. These are the cases Luna gets? Oh Luna… I’m so very sorry, I will fix this!

Too late… to fix.

“Therefore, I petition Your Highness to establish a commission to evaluate and vet mining activities in Equestria.”

Is he serious? He is! How dare he! “Forgive me, Baron High Tower, but have you discussed any of this with my co-regent?”

“As I have mentioned; your serene Highness, Princess Celestia’s docket is…”

‘Luna’ held up a hoof. “Forgive me, I did not request you to repeat yourself. I simply was curious if you had discussed any part with my Sister, such as the mining certification? Stenographer, can you get me the records to this mining project?”

“Certainly, Your Highness.”

“Forgive me, Your Highness,” Hightower offered. “I did not mean to be obtuse. The truth is that I personally have not spoken of this to Her Highness.”

‘Luna’ nodded once, showing she was still listening as she took the several scrolls within her magical aura, and to her horror saw every scroll had been signed off by Princess Luna. ‘Luna’ blanched. Okay, ‘Tia, stay calm. It can’t be as bad as it looks. She signed off on the mining company, the permission to purchase the land from the original owners at 25% of what it was worth. Everything was signed by Luna! Breath, just breath! Read through what it says.

‘Luna’ carefully looked over the way each contract was written. She felt a migraine coming on. Alright, Luna. I’m not angry, these contracts were written in such a way. If only we were awake together more… if I had just sat down with Luna and asked her about her court. Alright, ‘Tia, you have two choices. One: you could declare Luna not in her right mind and everything she signed would be rendered moot, but if I do that it’ll take years to get her reinstated as my co-regent. Option two: I take the power back. These ponies, whether working together or separately, they’ve taken five, six-two percent of the crown’s power from us in the last two years.

Trust… no trust…

Yes, trust! I will always trust Luna! I will fix this! ‘Luna’ turned back to the baron. “I grant your petition. However, you will make an appointment with my elder sister and she will choose the ponies that will make up the committee.”

The stallion sputtered for a moment, then swallowed hard and bowed. “Of course, Your Highness. Thank you.” He walked out with far less swagger then he had displayed upon entering.

‘Luna’ rubbed under her horn. “Captain, are there any other ponies waiting or nearby who may wish for an audience?”

Captain Night Blade took a look outside before shaking her head. “No, my liege, there is no pony other than the cleaning staff.”

‘Luna’ nodded. One petitioner who was trying to swindle power from the crown... Not only was he trying to swindle power, he was succeeding! That has me very worried.

Failure…

“Stenographer? Please see that every file that has been completed during the night court is sent to my office. I’d like to look them over.”

The unicorn blinked. “Your office, my liege? I was not aware that you had one.”

Luna doesn’t have an office? Why doesn’t Luna have an office? I mean, where does she do her… paper… wor… right, what paperwork? I do it all myself.

Everything… trust.

“Princess Celestia’s office, I mean, she is letting me use her’s while my own office is being set up. A few weeks at most.”

The stenographer nodded after a few moments of consideration. “They will be there waiting for you, Princess.”

“And with that I declare Night Court closed. If anypony needs me I will be in Celestia’s office.” ‘Luna’ got up from the throne as her guards bowed. She trotted out into the hallway and took a deep breath. Oh, Luna…

No trust… again…

‘Luna’s’ ear twitched. It was that voice again, it kept whispering doubts to her. I thought it was Luna’s mind, though now I am unsure. She set her muzzle; she would get to the bottom of this.

The door to Celestia’s office was opened by one of the guards--‘Luna’ wasn’t sure which one--and winced mentally. She was certain that if he had been a solar guard, not only would she have known his name but whether or not he was married or had foals. It hurt how distant she felt to Luna’s guard. ‘Luna’ nodded her head to him and sat behind Celestia’s desk. She had to add a few more cushions but eventually she was both comfortable and able to see the paperwork she needed to get to. ‘Luna’ cracked her neck. Alright, ‘Tia, let’s see just how bad Luna is being played...

As ‘Luna’ looked through the scrolls the news got worse and worse. After a few hours she placed her head in her hooves and let out such an ancient curse that a translation did not exist for it. Twenty-four point three-two percent! They have tricked Luna over two years to give them twenty-four point three-two percent of the Crown’s power. This is a Nightmare!

Nightmare… is it?

‘Luna’ felt her fur stand on end. That voice again, she was certain now that it was not Luna’s mind; it sounded too cold, far too cold. She had to know who was speaking to her. Luna had explained how she entered the dreamscape when they were both fillies. While Celestia was able to do it she was nowhere near as gifted at it as Luna. This time though, she was Luna, and she was going to get to the bottom of this.

After a moment’s hesitation ‘Luna’ spread the cushions on the floor and got comfortable. She closed her eyes and slowed her breathing until she felt almost weightless. Her eyelids twitched once or twice but she ignored them. Finally, her eyes opened on their own accord, glowing a pure white.

Celestia blinked as she looked around. All around her was a great expanse of the black starry sky. “Where am I? Why does this place look so familiar?”

Well, well, well... it seems I was correct; you aren’t dear wittle Woona. I thought you were doing too well at guarding yourself from me, but then again, you always were the stronger sister weren’t you, Celestia Invictus?

Celestia narrowed her eyes, searching for where the voice was coming from. She trotted towards the direction she thought she had heard the chilling voice. Her hooves kicked up a white dust cloud as she increased speed until she was galloping.

Well, I should have known it would not take you long to find me, Celestia. You are much smarter than Woona, after all.

Celestia swallowed hard at the image before her. A tall jet-black alicorn lay comfortably on the ground. A dark blue helm was set next to her, as she seemed to be asleep. Celestia took a hesitant, and she hated to admit, shaky step forward. At the sound of her hoof on the ground, the black alicorn’s eye snapped open, revealing reptilian slits. She stretched and let out a yawn, exposing a mouth of sharp teeth.

Well hello, Sister. It has been some time since we’ve seen you in the flesh. She smiled, looking around the dust covered landscape and shrugged. Such as it is, that is. So sister, what are you doing here in my prison? I didn’t realize my jailer allowed visitation.

Celestia set her muzzle, not certain how this could be happening. “I am not your sister, Nightmare Moon, you stole Luna from me!”

Nightmare Moon got to her hooves and cracked her neck. There, that is a bit better... not so stiff. She took a step towards Celestia with a grin. Took Woona from you? Is that what she has been telling you, Celestia? Is it really? Huh, my jailer is scared, weak, and a liar.

Celestia held her position and struggled to keep her shaking hidden. “I know who you are, Nightmare Moon. You took Luna when she was weak!”

Celestia’s ears fell as the Nightmare began to laugh as if she had just heard the funniest joke ever. As Nightmare took a step forward, there was the sound of metal rattling. Celestia blanched, seeing that Nightmare was chained by her left hind leg to the very ground. “This is the moon, isn’t it?”

Nightmare snorted. How very observant of you, Celestia! Well, yes and no. This is wittle Woona’s mind. Looks alot like the moon, doesn’t it? Oh… Oh my, she never told you, did she?

“Told me? Told me what, Nightmare?” Celestia felt a chill even though there was no sign of a breeze.

I never stole wittle Woona, Celestia. I am Luna, and I’ll always be here. She licked the tip of Celestia’s nose and laughed.

“Princess Luna? Princess Luna, your sister sent us to find you!”

‘Luna’ groaned as she opened her eyes to see Silverbelle of the Solar Guard standing over her. “Find me, whatever for?”

The mare hesitated but gulped. “Well, Princess, y-you are ten minutes late lowering the moon. The whole guard is looking for you.”

Late! I’m late lowering the moon? Ugh, I can only imagine what Luna is thinking… That vision... What was that I needed to figure it out? Maybe sleep will help… Yes, sleep. “Is my sister in our normal place?”

“Yes, Your Highness, but I believe she is getting worried!” The unicorn back-pedaled quickly. “I mean, about you n-not about lowering the moon!”

“I understood what you meant.” With a final glance at the terrified mare, ‘Luna’ allowed herself a snort. “Well, come on, let us go to my sister so that I may perform my final duty this night.”

If this is how the guard still treats Luna…

Author's Note

Next is Luna's day.

Luna's Day

‘Celestia’ stood on the large balcony, her eyes closed serenely. She felt a twinge of terror that ‘Luna’ was so late in lowering the moon. Unlike the solar guards, her terror was not directed at the fact that it was still night but rather at the fact that ‘Luna’ was nowhere to be found. ‘Tia? Where are you, ‘Tia? Please be alright!

“Your Highness?” A stallion asked from the doorway. His voice was filled with concern.

Concern? Yes, but for what? My missing sister or the fact it is several minutes since dawn and the moon is still up? “Yes? Have there been any reports on the whereabouts of my sister?” I never realized how calm and collected ‘Tia always is. Is it an act? Like how I’m able to calm the heat of my anger and worry within her form? Could ‘Tia really be more worried than even she has told me? ‘Celestia’ felt her feathers droop a bit, there would be no actual sign that the guard could see but it was easily felt. She wondered how often she missed her sister doing that, even. ‘Tia, I really don’t know anything about you, do I?

“Princess Luna was found in your office a few moments ago. According to Lt. Silverbelle, she had been napping. She is on her way now via escort… I mean, several guards are accompanying her.”

What, couldn’t find the shackles to put her in? “I see, I am very relieved she was found! It puts my mind at ease. When she arrives, you are dismissed to see to your normal duties.”

“Yes, Your Highness, as you will.” He lifted his right fore leg in salute.

A few moments later the doors to the balcony swung open, admitting Princess ‘Luna.’ There were two solar guards escorting her, one on either side of her. She had her muzzle pointed towards the ground, and her wings flexed as she stood there. The guard on the right saluted Princess ‘Celestia’ sharply.

“Your Highness, we have recovered the younger Princess.” He was unable to keep the relief from his tone. When the moon had not set the words ‘Nightmare Moon’ had swept through the palace. To find out she had simply been taking a nap had caused the entire squadron to breathe easier. Though maybe the guard needs a procedure in case this happens again. Perhaps a standing order to retain the Night Diarch if she starts behaving oddly.

“Thank you, Lieutenant, you are all excused. My sister and I need to see to our celestial duties.” ‘Celestia’ watched and waited until the guards had all dispersed before slowly walking over to the smaller dark blue alicorn.

Something was bothering her. She had yet to look at ‘Celestia’ since she got onto the balcony, instead she just continued to stare at the ground. ‘Celestia’ swallowed hard, unsure if there were any guards within hearing range. I can’t risk it, ‘Tia. I’m sorry.

“Luna, are you alright? You’re late lowering the moon, little sister.”

At the gentle yet questioning tone, ‘Luna’ looked up. She just stared at the white pony standing over her for a few moments before shaking her head. “I’m sorry, ‘Tia. I just closed my eyes for a few moments, then the next thing I knew, your guard was rousing me.” She dug her hoof across the ground in a manner one could interpret as shame, though ‘Celestia’ was not so certain.

“It’s alright, accidents happen. Let’s just try not to make this a common occurrence, hmm?” ‘Celestia’ reached down for a nuzzle, which, after a few moments, was tentatively returned before ‘Luna’ lit her horn and unceremoniously lowered the moon and stars.

‘Celestia’ watched, concerned as her little sister turned to walk away. “Luna, are you alright? We can talk at breakfast. We’re having your favorite, little sister.”

‘Luna’ paused mid-step as if considering, then shook her head. “I think I’m going to skip breakfast this morning, ‘Tia. I can’t concentrate very well, so I’m going to head straight to bed. G’morn...”

Straight to bed? ‘Tia and I haven’t missed having breakfast since I got back! W-what if being in my body is hurting her? We need to end this now, I just need to perform the counterspell.

“Lulu, wait... M-maybe we should end this now?”

‘Luna’ blinked for a few moments, then rapidly shook her head. “No way, Celestia. Now raise the sun, and I will see you at dinner. We’ll talk then, I promise.” With her piece said the younger diarch left the balcony.

‘Celestia’ started to go after her but stopped herself. The sun, right… it’s really late in rising. Alright, Luna, you can do it! ‘Celestia’ lit her horn, placing it to the ground and lifting the sun past the horizon, bringing the dawn forth. She took a deep breath and moved to head inside when the sound hit her.

She twitched her ears. It was quiet, so much so in fact that she wasn’t completely sure she had actually heard anything, but it began to build. ‘Celestia’ took to the air to see a large group of ponies. They are cheering? Stomping their hooves and cheering? What is it that they believe has occurred? The sun was just a bit late in rising! ‘Celestia’ landed back on the balcony with a small frown. ‘Tis only further proof that the ponies still distrust me.

A throat cleared itself behind her as a very familiar tan unicorn with a pocket watch for a cutie mark made himself noticed. “Princess, I regret to inform you that we are already twenty minutes behind schedule because you refused to set the moon on time.”

‘Celestia’ kept control of her anger, barely, and smiled. “Oh, Kibitz. I promised Luna I would only touch the moon with her permission to do so. Any other time would break the trust we have in one another.”

Kibitz snorted in the way only a gentle colt can before nodding. “Be that as it may, Princess, you are fortunate that your schedule for today is relatively empty. In fact, you even have time for breakfast before you are due in court.”

‘Celestia’ looked up to where Luna’s tower was and shook her head. “No, thank you, I think I’m going to skip breakfast and just head to court.” She hesitated a moment, “But I would appreciate a cup of coffee and a moon pie.”

Kibitz nodded with a small smile. “Aren’t moon pies Princess Luna’s treat of choice?”

‘Celestia’ shrugged, “What can I say? She has had me try them so often that they’ve grown on me.”

‘Celestia felt like groaning. If there was a fact that had become very apparent very quickly, it was that this court was boring. Whether it was her near-empty night court or Celestia’s bustling day court, it made no difference; it was boring. Not to mention all the petitioners seem to be repeating themselves. ‘Celestia’ turned her attention to the mare in front of her, who had just been announced.

“Please state your petition, my little pony.” ‘Celestia’ benevolently smiled down at her. It was getting easier for her to do this, though ‘Celestia’ supposed that it must be muscle memory and shrugged it off.

The mare smiled nervously and opened her mouth before closing it in consideration. ‘Celestia’ gestured for her to speak. “There is no reason to be frightened, my little pony. Speak up.”

“I-I was just wondering, Your Highness... if anything was going to be done to ensure that the moon sets on time after what we just witnessed?”

And that seems to be the question for the day. What happens next time? What do they believe happened, that ‘Tia lost herself turned into a Nightmare and I battled her before locking her in the dungeons? This is getting ridiculous. “You have no need to fear, my little pony. Princess Luna was just concentrating a bit too much on some paperwork and lost track of time. The dawn will occur on time tomorrow.”

The mare nodded and bowed before leaving. ‘Celestia’ sat back with a sigh. Of the thirty-plus ponies she’d heard a petition from, twenty-six of them had mentioned the sun, moon or even her sister by name. This cannot get any worse.

“Announcing Prince Blueblood!”

...I have got to stop jinxing myself. Ever since Luna had returned from the moon her sister’s nephew had gone out of his way to make her life a living Tartarus. According to ‘Tia he had been her heir, and if something were to happen to her he was to be crowned king, or some such nonsense. Luna’s return had obviously nullified any chance of that happening. Luna had tried to like him she truly had, she had even taken Celestia’s advice and referred to him as ‘nephew,’ though that had seemed to exasperate the situation rather than resolve it. The thing that annoyed Luna the most about Blueblood, however, the thing that almost made her wish she had eaten ponies as the Nightmare, was his continued disrespect to the wonderful and gifted mares who had saved her. And being as it was only a few days ago that her savior and friend Twilight Sparkle had received her palace a gift from the Elements of Harmony themselves. ‘Celestia’ had a good idea about why he was here.

“Good morning, nephew. What may I do for you?” ‘Celestia’ was able to keep her visible eye from twitching upon calling that so-called stallion nephew, though her hidden eye was narrowed dangerously.

“Good morning, Auntie. I am so very relieved to see you are safe! I simply thought the worst when the sun did not rise on time this morning. Am I to understand the problem has been rectified?”

‘Celestia’ let out a silent sigh. Of course, another question about the sun... Maybe she should just ask the weather team to use the clouds to write. How would the youth say it? Oh, yes. Sorry, My bad! “You need not worry, nephew. Everything is under control.”

“Ah, good. I’m relieved to hear the villain has been returned to chains.”

Did… did he just say what I think he said? “I’m sorry, nephew... Are you meaning Tirek? Yes, he has been returned to Tartarus and is surely in chains, but he is not at all at fault for why the sun did not rise on time this morning.”

Bloodblood smiled one of his patented ‘I'm better than anypony else because I’m rich and royalty’ smiles. “Oh, while I am overjoyed to hear of how Tirek is within chains, I was speaking of the demon who was masquerading as your beloved younger sister. Many of us were concerned that you were never going to see that that mare was not Auntie Luna.”

“I’m sorry, I think I must have misheard you?” ‘Celestia’s’ voice was cool, calm, and collected, yet internally she could feel her fire being stroked.

“Not at all, Auntie. It’s such a relief to know that imposter is off the throne! Have you chucked her into the dungeons, or are you simply holding her in a freeze spell until you are able to banish her once more? Might I suggest the sun this time? I suspect that she would find it far more difficult to escape from there!”

That little, no-good, rotten…

And with that thought, ‘Celestia’ lost her calm.

“Nephew, that is enough out of your mouth! How dare you assume such things about my sister, your co-regent! It is because of ponies like you that I was without her for one-thousand winters, that I cried each and every night for her! I even kept her birthday as a holiday, and no pony even noticed your wonderful Grand Galloping Gala was once called the ‘Eventide Gala,’ and it was created to celebrate the day she became a mare. What’s more, I cause it to be a disaster each and every year in honor of her, to never forget what ponies like you did to her! And now? Now you come to me with this ‘high and mighty’ attitude with your assumptions about my little sister? The sun did not rise on time because Luna was working so hard on a problem that she fell asleep, and that reason only is why the sun was late in rising! Now, if there are any petitions not regarding my sister or the rising of the sun, I will gladly hear them.”

She calmed her breathing. “As for you, nephew; this will be the last petition I will hear from you for the foreseeable future. When I am ready to hear from you I will contact you. Guard, please escort Prince Blueblood home.”

As Blueblood stared in shock at his normally calm aunt, he could almost swear that her coat had bits of flame on it. He shook his head and the flames vanished, then he shakily bowed and allowed the guard to escort him out.

‘Celestia’ sighed as he left and allowed herself a small smile. I never knew ‘Tia did all that for me. I owe her so much... so very much. I wonder what we can do at the Grand Galloping Gala this year? Well, whatever it is, it’ll be together.

‘Celestia’ let out a small groan as she stared at the pile of paperwork in front of her. ‘Tia, I don’t know how you can do this, I just don’t. After several false starts, ‘Celestia’ finally got into the rhythm.

Yes... no... yes... absolutely not, are you kidding me?

There was a knock on the door. ‘Celestia’ paused in her writing to look up. “Yes?”

“Your sister has been awaiting your arrival in the dining parlor for twenty minutes, Your Highness.”

‘Celestia’s’ eyes widened as her eyes went to the clock on the wall. In the name of our mother! “Thank you, please let Luna know I’ll be there within five minutes?”

“Of course, Your Highness.”

‘Celestia’ groaned; she was so used to the moon telling her the time. I wonder, is that why you lost track of time this morning, ‘Tia? The sun wasn’t there to let you know? She shook her head and set her quill down. She stretched out her wings, hearing the joints pop a bit she stood up, and, after a moment of hesitation regarding direction, headed down the hall to where the dining room was. She opened the door to a very familiar sight.

‘Luna’ sat in front of the large window, gazing out at the sun that hovered right over the horizon. It was one of Luna’s favorite sights, for it always signified that she and her sister would have time to spend with each other. Between their assigned duties when the day and night met that they could simply be sisters.

“Sorry I’m late, Luna I lost track of time!” ‘Celestia’ walked over and sat next to ‘Luna,’ draping a wing over her back. She felt her younger sister give a small shrug.

“It’s alright, ‘Tia. Happens to everypony.”

“So how was your rest, little sister?” ‘Celestia’ nuzzled ‘Luna’s’ velvet-like fur. Her fur feels like a foal’s. ‘Celestia’ marveled a bit before the nuzzle was returned.

“My sleep was peaceful, big sister. Very uneventful.” ‘Luna’ smiled up at the beaming smile her older sister was giving her.

“No nightmares, then?” Oh, please say this has worked, ‘Tia, and that that dream will bother you no more!

‘Luna’ shook her head, “I believe I dreamt about playing with the stars themselves… it was a nice dream, ‘Tia.”

‘Celestia’ felt she might begin to cry at any moment. It had worked, switching bodies with her big sister had actually worked; the nightmare was gone! Huzzah! Now, after a nice meal I will perform the counterspell and we will share a bottle of wine before she lowers her sun!

The servant’s entrance opened and two unicorns entered, holding the domed platters of silver and gold. ‘Celestia’ took her spot across from ‘Luna’ as the gold platter was set before her. This time, lifting it revealed a simple dinner of a tomato bisque and sandwiches. ‘Celestia’ nodded her thanks, and with that the unicorns bowed to both diarchs and left the room.

For several minutes there were no sounds other, than soft chewing and spoons scraping the bowl. Finally, ‘Luna’ looked up. “Well it’s been an odd day, hasn’t it?”

‘Celestia’ laughed. “Odd doesn’t even half-describe it. But I will admit that it has certainly been an experience. So, do you think you understand me any better now?”

‘Luna’ turned back to her meal without a word. ‘Celestia’ blinked, “‘Tia? What is it? D-did something happen?”

‘Luna’ opened her mouth, then closed it, her ears falling as she did so. She gulped, then nodded. “Yeah... Yes, Lulu, I think I understand you better.”

‘Celestia’s’ ears fell back at the tone her sister was using. That doesn’t sound good… “It’s alright, ‘Tia. I know being me isn’t a picnic, but it’s almost over. In just a few minutes you’ll be yourself again.”

“Right, back to myself again...” ‘Luna’ mumbled, her ears still down. Something was definitely bothering her.

Okay, no time to finish dinner. I’d better do the counterspell now. “Come here, ‘Tia. We need to be touching for the counterspell to work.”

‘Luna’s’ eyes grew wide, “Is it time? Already? b-but I need I have to… Luna ,I need to help fix things!”

‘Celestia’ blinked. “Fix things? ‘Tia I don’t understand. We fixed it; you aren’t having that horrible nightmare anymore, everything is better!”

‘Luna’ shook her head, “No they aren’t! Lulu, you have been home for two years and still the ponies act like you are going to snap and eat them at any moment. And when they are not acting in a skittish matter they are plotting against you and tricking you! I need to help you, I’m your older sister for Pony’s sake; let me for once in my bucking life act like it!” ‘Luna’s’ chest heaved with fury as ‘Celestia’ curled a wing around her.

“It’s alright, ‘Tia. You can help me... b-but let’s turn you back into my big sister first, alright?”

‘Luna’ hesitated at first, then nodded. ‘Celestia’ smiled. “You are the best, big sister.”

‘Celestia’s’ horn began to glow. “Quod animae separatae, venit in. Muneris est tui. Sanitatem esse coepit.”

‘Luna’ prepared herself for the burning in her chest she felt last time, but there was nothing. She slowly opened an eye to see her body staring down at her in shock. “L-luna was th-that supposed to happen?”

‘Celestia’ shook her head slowly, her eyes wide in shock.

‘Luna’ gulped back the fear she was now feeling. “I-I d-didn’t think so…”

End of The Daydreamer’s Nightmare.

Author's Note

Souls apart, come back within. Your mission is over. The healing can now begin.

Sequel to be announced.