Princess Luna rolled over in her bed. her hooves had become entangled in her bed sheets and her pillow was damp from all the tears that she had cried. Luna flipped her pillow over, hoping that the other side would be drier. Sadly, she found it to be just as damp.

Luna let out a long sad "sigh" as she tossed the damp pillow across her bedroom. It spun through the air and plopped ungracefully onto the floor somewhere near the foot of the bed, scarcely half of it's intended distance, which wasn't very surprising once you consider the pillow's poor ballistic capabilities. Without looking, Luna felt around on the floor with her magic in A half hearted attempt to retrieve the discarded pillow, but she gave up after only a few failed attempts.

It didn't matter anyway. Luna thought to herself, Nothing seems to matter anymore.

It wasn't fair being the little sister. Celestia was always taller, wiser, and prettier than she was. her mane and tail were gorgeous and her fur was perfect. It was no wonder that Ignatius was chasing after Celestia. Luna let out another "sigh" she would have cried again, but she hadn't any tears left to shed.

After letting out another long "sigh" Luna smiled A small smile, Ignatius had said that he might be chasing the wrong Princess, maybe there was hope after all? Luna didn't want her sister to be lonely, and she was more than just A little ashamed to admit it, but she also wouldn't mind if Ignatius would just stop pursuing Celestia and knock on her door instead.

Luna became downcast once more as she remembered that her and Ignatius hadn't exactly parted ways on good terms.
He must hate me after how brashly I acted in the dreamscape. Luna thought to herself, as she once again began to cry.

Knock, Knock, Knock!

Suddenly there was A knock at the door. Luna, surprised by the sudden knocking fell out of bed with A dull "thud" pulling the blankets along with her.

Knock, Knock, Knock, Knock!

Another knocking at the door, this time More insistent. Luna might have answered the door if she wasn't busy struggling to escape her fabric prison of tangled blankets.

By the time that Luna had finally kicked the last of the blankets free of her hooves she was already too late to answer the door. If only she had called out, she might have saved her door handle, which was now glowing red hot as streaks of molten metal trailed down the door leaving charred lines in the wood before rapidly cooling on the marble floor below.

With A thin wisp of smoke wafting from the very tip of her horn, Celestia kicked the door open and rushed into the room, embracing her Little Sister in A tight hug.

"Lulu! I was so worried, you never came to dinner, and the guards said that you haven't even left your room all day" Celestia said, squeezing her Sister A little too tightly.

"I'm fine Tia" Luna said, struggling to escape her Sister's uncomfortablely tight grasp.

"No Luna you are not 'fine', now tell Big Sister what's troubling you." Celestia said, loosening her grip on Luna and looking her in the eyes.

"Tia?"

"Yes Lulu?"

"Did you just melt my door handle?"

"Ha ha... Yeah... Sorry about that... When I knocked and you didn't answer, I may have panicked just A teensy bit." Celestia bashfully replied.

"It wasn't even locked" Luna deadpanned.

"Enough about that, tell me, what's really bothering you" Celestia insisted, wrapping Luna in another hug.

Luna began crying into her Sister's shoulder, "I'm so sorry Sister, I know it's wrong, but I want him to want me! Does that make me A bad pony?" Luna asked her Sister as she continued to cry, her tears leaving A damp trail down her cheeks.

"Dear sweet sister Luna... I have no idea who your talking about, your going to have to explain to me what's going on."

"Ignatius"

"Who?" Celestia asked.

"The assassin, Tia" Luna explained.

"Oh! We met earlier today, he seemed nice." Celestia said, smiling to herself because she knew something that her Sister Luna didn't know.

"Tia, he came here to be with you!"

"Don't be absurd Lulu. I don't even know him that well, we've only ever met twice. Besides, he seemed rather interested in you when we met this afternoon. Have you discussed your feelings with him?" Celestia asked.

"Well...no not exactly" Luna told her Sister.

"It isn't really that late." Said Celestia stretching and stifling a yawn."He seemed like A night person anyway, I'm sure that he's still awake. We should go and see him."

"Tia we can't just go and ask to see someone this late at night"

"Of course we can Lulu. Don't forget we're Princesses, technically we can do whatever we want. Celestia said with a smug smile.

"But...but...look at me Tia, I'm A mess." Luna said, looking at her reflection of the mirror, her mane was frazzled and her eyes were red and puffy from crying.

"You don't realize how beautiful you really are Luna" Celestia said to her Sister. "Now pass me your brush and we'll do something about that bed head."

Celestia hummed A little tune to herself as she brushed her Sister's hair.

Celestia worried about her Sister sometimes. looking around Luna's room it seemed more like A workshop or A laboratory than an actual bedroom. Sextants, telescopes, magnetic compasses, and other navagational instruments that Celestia couldn't even begin to describe littered every available surface. Deep alcove's in the walls contained strange mechanisms filled with whirling silver clockwork, their purpose Celestia could only guess, probably had something to do with keeping all of the stars in their proper places. Celestia shrugged it off, she didn't have to understand her Sister's taste in interior decorating in order to love her, maybe it was just one of the things that made Luna so endearing.

Still, Celestia scanned her Sister's room for anything that they could talk about. Eventually her eyes settled on a very ugly dress in the corner.
"Is that a new dress Luna? It's very...lovely." Celestia found it difficult to say lovely, personally she found the dress to be quite repulsive, but that was no reason to rudely disrespect her Sisters taste in fashion.

"Eww Tia, you actually like it?" Luna asked, raising an eyebrow and smirking at her Sister. "It's hideous. I didn't go into detail when the dress maker asked me what I wanted it to look like. I can only hope that she made it as ugly as possible to try and teach me some kind of lesson. I don't imagine she would have become so successful in her industry if she actually belived that that!-" Luna pointed A hoof accusingly at the dress as if to sentince it for some heinous imaginary crime,-"would ever look good on me!

Both princesses gigled a little at luna's antics.

"Seems like the sort of thing a madpony would wear while they tried to take over Equestria" Celestia joked.

Celestia lifted the poniequin that was wearing the Ugly dress with her magic and held it menacingly over her Sister. "Now that the royal sisters have been defeated I shall rule over all of Equestria, muha ha ha!" Celestia said in her very best villain voice as Luna cowered in mock terror beneath the poniequin.

It was then that Ignatius burst through the door and leapt over Luna's bed and tackled the poniequin to the floor before springing to his feet and tumbling backwards over the balcony railing and disappearing into the darkness below.

Author's Note

writing for a sad character is realy challenging for me. It was hard not cracking a joke or two every paragraph. Ok so a few jokes might have been slipped in but I don't think they ruined the somber tone I set for the first part of this chapter.