Chapter One

The moon hung from the sky, an invisible string slowly nudging it into place, one that was held by the Princess of the Night. As the moon made it's way to the center of the sky, Luna let out a long sigh, a small headache beginning to form. It wasn't that she always had negative effects from raising and lowering the moon, but it was more or less when she was distracted by something which stopped her full focus.

And this something really was...well, something.

Luna stepped back into her plush room and onto the carpet, closing the balcony doors with nary a thought, having it been second nature at this point. With a small smile, she could finally relax and do what she had planned to in the first place. Her hooves moved towards her fluffy and inviting bed before she stood for a moment in thought.

"We wonder..." she thought aloud, "...Well, we do have the whole night, and we would have a couple hours before I shalt have to be back here to cause nary harm."

Causing any kind of panic or suspicion was something Luna desperately did not wish to do, so, with another sigh of slight discontent, she sat at her work desk, her horn lighting up faintly with an indigo glow and opening several drawers.

After a few moments, the paper she was looking for raised out of the third one and she made a small sound of approval, setting it on the desk.

Quickly, she unrolled the parchment, it having been so old, she had to be at least somewhat careful with it, though she could easily just make it again, it was a bit of work. Even for a princess.

The strange markings on the paper came into view, though the Princess could read them fine, considering how long she's known them and learned from them. After looking over the various circles and dots, as well as lines and flourishes, she found what she was looking for.

A small, empty and void circle with nothing inside of it. A grin found itself growing on her face as she got up to retrieve the necessary materials to use such a spell.

Winter Dust was in his maid outfit, using his magical horn to levitate the mop to wash the nearly polished floors. While it wasn't the most amazing and glamorous job, he knew that it leads up to better things, at least, that's what his parents told him when he was younger.

Winter was about to enter the kitchen when they heard shuffling and the moving of dishes and such inside. Was it a thief? No, most likely not. Perhaps a hungry maid or cook whom just came to get something to eat. What ever the cause, he gave a heavy sigh and pushed the swinging door open, moving into the kitchen with little grace.

He nearly dropped the mop and the bucket he was carrying, but to his credit he was able to keep it levitating. The slight shock was because of Princess Luna, looking through various cupboards and the fridge. She didn't seem to notice him, to entranced by what ever she was looking for.

A couple containers were set on the counter, and from what he could tell, one was a container of sulfur, another one baking powder, and some other foreign black substance, it looked fairly like water, just...the color was different. One pot was out, something mixing in it and before things got too out of hand, Winter cleared his throat.

Luna froze for a moment, a couple, thankfully empty, pots falling to the floor. She turned to look over at Winter, and he immediately regretted the action. Maybe she'd fire him, at best, or put him in a dungeon? He shuddered to think what might happen before she smiled at him, "Ah, good! We will need somepony to put these many pots and pans away, we shall continue our work."

Winter opened his mouth to speak, but a multitude of pots and pans were placed on his back so he could carry them. She nodded in approval then trotted off, the several containers and the pot with the mixed substance in it floating after her. He grunted, his pupils shrinking before he fell to his face, the noisy pots and pans falling around him. He sighed, almost happy there wasn't a mess, then the bucket fell onto his face, the mop bopping the bucket and making his head ache.

Just then, the door creaked open again and Winter quickly sat up, removing the bucket from his head. There stood another maid, a mare. She stared at him, wide eyed, he stared back with the same expression. She simply said, "Clean this up before Celestia sees it."

She then left him alone with about twenty pots and pans, and his mane and coat soaked. He huffed, slowly getting up and putting the utensils and such away, shaking himself to attempt to get the water out of his coat. This was one of the worst days he's ever had here.

Luna was sat at her work desk, concentrating on working with the materials at hand. While she would normally have a couple more things, mostly to do with manticore hairs and a small scale of a dragon, it would have to do. It would also make where she ended up quite a surprise, so she wasn't entirely unhappy.

After working and mixing, as well as taking a single hair from her ethereal mane and dropping it into the blue and bubbling concoction, she allowed herself a large smile. It worked.

The Princess of the Night quickly got up and set the put of hopefully non-volatile fluid under her work desk, walking into the bathroom to clean the remnants of the fluids and powders from herself.

After a deliciously warm and relaxing shower, Luna's mane was being dried by a floating towel, returning it to it's more flowing shape as she smiled. The substance was right under her desk, as it should be. It was levitated with no effort onto the desk as Luna looked it over once more. It had simmered for long enough on it's own and it's bubbling property and resorted back to a dark blue liquid, nearly the color of her coat.

She nodded her head, nearly dipping a hoof in it before jumping back, noticing her regalia. While it most likely wouldn't get scratched or harmed, and she wasn't a terribly materialistic, but she would rather not make the servant's jobs harder than they already are.

Luna set them under the drawers, turning back to the fluid. She slowly dipped a hoof into it, a familiar suction feeling gripping at her limb as she felt her form lose a bit of it's shape, turning thinner and changing form, slowly seeming nearly paper thin. The sensation wasn't painful as much as it was just very strange, as if her whole body was falling asleep but her mind was still active, also the fact that her nerves were alight with tingling sensations.

Eventually however, she began to lose her true cohesion and slowly began to be sucked into the concoction head and hoof first. A small yelp was muffled by her finally entering the liquid with her head, her whole body consumed within seconds.

Darkness surrounded her vision, the sound of rushing wind moving past her equine ears and mane, it losing it's cohesion and becoming more of a normal styled hair. However this was caused by her "falling" through the darkness. Just like before, only in reverse, her body slowly began to form back to how it was when she touched the potion. Her body began to become whole again and the sensations slowly began leaving her body, only being left with a sense of vertigo.

An urge to vomit overtook her for mere moments before the Princess finally found solid footing. Mostly solid, anyways. Her eyes opened, showing she was "standing" on the side of a tree house. Comically as you might imagine, she got a worried look before finally plummeting to the ground with a loud thud.

"Urgh...our head hurts as if we hit it with a carpenters tool..." She slowly sat herself up, wiping her wings off. Then she got a look of the surrounding area.

It was...pretty similar to her own home place. For a moment she doubted she had gone anywhere, until she heard a rather strange, boyish voice talk to her behind some sort of surface, "Go away Ice King, I'm too tired."

Blinking, Princess Luna turned around and watched as a door opened, revealing a orange dog with rather strange white and black eyes. He yawns loudly, his arms stretching about two feet before smacking his lips, his eyes still too squinted, or close, she couldn't tell, to see her clearly.

"We are afraid that thy crown is not of one for ice, nor are we a King."

Jake was absolutely exhausted. Not that he could always just nap because naps are awesome, but mostly because he was out for two days dragging Finn around Ooo to try and fine the mystical Eye of Hastiness. Whatever it was for, Jake didn't really care all that much but Finn loved going on adventures, and so did he! But there was a line somewhere.

That's when he heard the voice, definitely not Ice King. Or at least, it didn't sound like him. In fact it sounded really pretty, not to mention kind of old time-y. Slowly opening his eyes, Jake was greeted by the sight of a really weird looking unicorn. He looked the supposed female over a bit, opening his mouth to speak only to close it again. He repeated the process three times before saying, "Gimmie a second."

Jake slowly closed the door, walking backwards as if on rewind. He walked back into the kitchen, setting the coffee pot back in it's place as well as the cup, pouring the contents back into the bowl. Then he stretches his legs to get upstairs, going back and laying in his bed.

Suddenly, he shot up in his covers, "Finn there's a unicorn-pegasus-horse thing outside the door that talks like a really old person!"

Finn, in turn, shot up as well, falling face first onto the floor, letting out one of his trademark battle cries into the floorboards. Luna, on her part, was sitting at the front door rather politely as the chaos happened in the house. Finn wriggled around on the floor before hopping up onto his feet, still in his cocoon-like sleeping bag and saying, "C'mon Jake we gotta be all official with this business!"

Finn then burst from the sleeping bag, screaming in victory. He then wiped off his clothes and coughed, looking over to Jake who was asleep. He then playfully whacked Jake on the head, whispering, "Jake if you don't get up I'll eat your pancakes."

Within seconds Jake was standing beside Finn, "You better not eat my pancakes man!"

He laughed in response, "Nah man I'd never eat another man's pancakes. That's just warped up."

Jake nodded with a smile, his tail wagging slightly as they both stepped out to the kitchen, Jake beginning work on the pancakes as Finn slowly creeped towards the door, holding his sword behind his back.

The door opened, much to Luna's relief as she said, "Oh, good. We thought that ye had decided to stay in thy sleeping chambers instead of saying even a 'hello' to-"

Luna was cut short by the boy making an extremely feminine like scream, turning around slightly and saying, "Hey Jake, you were right!"

A voice responded, apparently Jake's, saying, "Yeah man I told you, I'm not crazy!"

With a chuckle, he turned around and discarded his sword to the side carelessly, "So what can I do ya for miss?"

"Well..." Luna thought a moment. These people seemed extremely eccentric, not to mention full of energy. It'd probably be smart to simply ask for, what she assumed was, his name, "...firstly we must inquire, what is the name of yours, stranger?"

Smiling, both warm and welcoming, Finn said, "My name's Finn, I'm a human and that old poop over there is Jake, he's a dog!"

Luna looked behind him to spot Jake, then shrugged slightly and held her hoof out to be shook, "Our name is Princess Luna, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Finn the human."

Author's Note

I realize that this chapter is pretty short but I just wanted to put out exposition before I really start the story and keep it going.
I also realize that I probably won't portray the characters right in a multitude of ways but hell, I'm trying. I swear.
Also please note that this will all not take place in Adventure Time, there'll be other places Luna visits, usually unpractical and completely random, because I'm both of those things as well as unspecified in terms of comedy writing.