Out of the moon

I walked out to the balcony to raise the moon.

Little fun fact: The sun and moon are kinda like living beings. And most ponies think they're a married couple or something. This is not so. In fact, like Celestia and I, they're like older and younger sisters. Also they can talk to the ones who are raising and lowering them. It's really fun.

  When I reunited with the moon (not inside it, raising it again) it informed me that it missed me and me being inside it made it feel full (the bad kinda full, like stomachache-for-one-thousand-years kind of full).

  I told it that I was sorry I got trapped in it and it didn't accidently eat me (yeah, the moon can jump to conclusions).

  The moon complained to me that it was being tortured for one thousand years by Celestia's scalding magic and that it missed my nice and cool magic.

  Then I heard the sun say that my magic was like a blizzard in side of it when I tried to raise and lower it. It also added that Celestia's magic was warm and toasty, unlike my icy coldness.

  The moon argued back that I have never tried to raise and lower the sun anyway.

  They continued this until I got bored and told Celestia to just put the sun to bed.

  But anyway, that was a few days ago. So, I walked out to the balcony to raise the moon.

  I put my magic into it and woke it up.

  I asked my cute little celestial body how it slept and it told me that it slept fine.

  I told it that it needed to get up.

  It informed me that it was tired and needed more sleep.

  I told it to stop straining against my magic and to get it's pale, nonexistent butt out here.

  The moon obeyed.

  I told it to have a good night and took my magic out of it.

  I admired my work and got to work on the stars.

  One.

  Good, now only ten billion to go.

  I just pushed it a little and all of them popped out at once.

  I remembered that Celestia told me to make it brighter than usual since tonight was the Summer Sun Celebration. Well, the Summer Sun Celebration make up. So I made the stars bright as diamonds.

  Perfect.

  I went back inside to do whatever. I decided to brush my mane that got tangled in Cloudsdale. Thistle Whistle trotted in and started running a bath.

  "You are going to leave right?" she asked me.

  "I don't need to see a pony take a bath," I responded.

  "Good!" The blue pegasus looked at me skeptically. "I thought you said you were leaving."

  "No, I said I don't need to see a pony take a bath," I reminded her.

  Thistle Whistle rolled her green eyes. "Luna."

  I laughed and left the room.

  I sat on my bed and worked on my light blue mane. I always catch myself thinking about Celestia's mane. Last I saw her before I took an accidental trip to the moon, her mane was pink. I guess that's just the effect of the Elements of Harmony. Or puberty. I dunno.

  I worked my way around my horn. Man it's hard to have a horn and have a mane at the same time. Good, I was done with the mane. Now it's time to tackle the tail. I sighed and got to work.

  "So Luna," Called Thistle Whistle from the bathroom. "You nervous about lowering the moon at the Summer Sun Celebration?"

  "No," I lied.

  "Hm. You’re brave. I mean, there has to be hundreds of ponies there. Maybe even thousands!"

  "Thistle Whistle, aren't you taking a bath?" I inquired.

  Suddenly, a very wet head appeared in the bathroom doorway. "Nope, not anymore!" she giggled.

  "Wonderful," I muttered under my breath.

  The sunny pegasus got a couple of towels and dried off.

  "Luna, are you absolutely sure you aren't the tiniest bit nervous?" Thistle Whistle smiled the most innocent smile.

  "Thistle, is it just me, or did you take Equestria's shortest bath?" I tried to change the subject. "Because you took a freakishly short bath."

   The pegasus gave me a surprised grin. "Luna, your blushing!" she exclaimed.

  "Am not." I felt myself turn even darker red.

  "I can't believe this!" Thistle laughed. "One of Equestria's princesses, ruler of the night, Celestia's SISTER! And-" she laughed harder. "NIGHMARE MOON for Celestia's sake!"

  "Well- Wait, Thistle Whistle, did you just say... Celestia's sake?" I asked, completely bewildered.

  "Uh... yeah."

  "...Why?"

  "Cause everypony does it."

  "No, no they don't."

  "Uh, yeah, they do."

  "Since when?"

  "Should I know that?"

  "I think you should."

  "Well what do you know, you've been stuck in the moon for- what?-  a hundred years?"

  "No, a thousand years."

  "I'm pretty sure it's s hundred years."

  "I think I'd know how long I've been trapped in the moon."

  "Well, you've got the time wrong in outer space."

  "No I haven't."

  "Have too!"

  "Go to bed, Thistle Whistle."

  Thistle Whistle insisted to stay up, but I just said to take a nap. But then she said that everypony else was staying up so then the won't miss the Summer Sun Celebration. Then I told her that I'd wake her in time for it. She tried to say no, but then I ordered her. After giving me some dirty looks, she finally crawled in bed and was snoring in no time.

  By that time I finished my tail and went to see if that bath was any good. The truth was, I was sweating like a pig. I hate standing on stage. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.  I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.  I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.  I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.  I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.  I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.  I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.  I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.  I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.  I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.  I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.  I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.  I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I HATE it. Yeah, I think you get the picture.

  So I started running a hot bath and took off my horseshoes, necklace, and crown. 'They're getting way too small for me,' I thought.

  I was really stressed. I rubbed my shoulders while I began to regret telling Celestia I'd do this. Maybe I'd just ask her if I could do it in the corner. Or maybe I'd ask here if she'd do it.

  I shook my head. Focus Luna. Your acting like a dumb little filly.

  I turned the water off and stepped in. I sighed and sunk in. This was the life!

  Who knows how many ponies could be at the Summer Sun Celebration. Hundreds, thousands, millions-

  Think on the positive, Luna. Just relax.

  I fell asleep. Probably. Let's just say the next thing I knew I was having a massage with lemonade and the most beautiful, delicious fruit that I cannot identify. Ah yes....

  Then I was on a stage next to Celestia in front of Equestria. All the ponies were billions of little dots. I had to lower the moon. In front of Equestria. And I also saw Gryphionans, the griffins of Gryphiona. Also I saw Zebras and Camels. Dragons and Wyverns. Things I have never seen before! And I had to lower the moon in front of all of them.

  I gulped and tried to talk to the moon.

  No answer.

  'Uh... hey moon! I uh... kinda need to... uh... lower you?'

  Still nothing.

  I tried to push it down, but it wouldn't budge.

  Now most nights, the moon would just go up or down with few words. Sometimes it would be lazy and would fight the magic. But it would never just not move. If it was fighting the magic, it would just be harder to move. But this moon just wouldn't move; wouldn't even talk to me!

  I looked toward the crowd. All of their eyes were on me. The rainbow of colors stared at me like hungry lions. They were expecting me to do something I was unable to do. What was I supposed to do if I couldn't do it? Their eyes began to close in on me. Hungry. Expectant. Cruel.  They were the lions and I was the antelope. They were the wolf and I was the elk. They were the hunter and I was the deer. They stared at me. Closing in on me. I shrunk down, trying to escape. And suddenly, I was falling. I was falling into a place of nothingness. I couldn't see. I couldn't breath. I tried to breath, but I couldn't. I twisted and struggled. I screamed. It came as a muffled sound.  I tried to escape the coldness. It was cold and damp. I was falling and I couldn't breath or scream. I reached out in the freezing coldness trying to find a warm draft. I was starting to feel lightheaded. I needed air! I was seriously panicking now. I thrashed around; trying to breath. I couldn't. I struggled against the iciness... I couldn't breath-

  I sat up straight, with my hooves flailing around, and gasped for air. I crawled out of the freezing water and collapsed on the floor, coughing. I laid there untill I recovered and then got up. I dried myself off with a warm towel and looked at the time. I groaned.

  4:34? Oh, it just changed. 4:35? That means... let's see... dawn starts at 5:20 that day... so... 35... then... 45 minutes?! That might be wrong, but I'm not all that good at math.

  Wow... that was a short dream and so much time past since then. Hm. Life is too short. But it doesn't matter to me, cause I'm immortal! Take that evil claws of death! Ha! Yeah...... Life is still too short.

  Any time now Celestia's going to knock on that door... Any time... Any time...

  Celestia takes a really long time with her make up and jewels and getting all girlied up. It's kinda ridiculous. So it'll take her about forty minutes. So she should be here... about...

  KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

  Now. Oh poo.