Trapped In The Moon

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Luna did not feel good. As her magic pushed open the great wooden doors to the throne room, the throbbing at the base of her skull only grew worse--had she not cut off her magic so suddenly, she had no doubt even something as simple as opening a door would prove difficult.

"Tia..." Luna's eyes were clenched shut, her hoof rubbing the base of her horn in hopes to work the pain out. Unfortunately, the act seemed to be making the appendage hurt worse, as each time she touched it her face contorted in what could only be described as minor pain. "We--I think something happened whilst raising the moon. It feels as though our horn is about to burst... Did you happen to feel anything when you..."

As Luna's eyes opened to a blurry, tear filled sight, the rest of her words died in her throat upon noticing the very apparent lack of her sister's form sitting on the throne.

"Did she already go without me?" Another jolt of pain shot through Luna's horn, and with a grunt of annoyance she walked along the red carpet leading to the throne with heavy hooves before planting her royal rump unceremoniously upon its plush cushion. For a moment she had felt an itch beneath her tail, but with much more important things on her mind that what might be causing it, Luna simply grinded her rear into the seat until the minor annoyance vanished.

Much to her frustration, all the clenching and squirming she did only seemed to make the itch feel deeper. It was actually starting to become embarrassing; she was rubbing her butt on the throne like a common dog. With flushed cheeks Luna rose from her seat and lifted her tail; since nopony was around, she might as well drop all subtly and deal with the problem directly...