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"Sister! I insist, academic records prove do not prove that she is ready to see it!" Luna was sitting on the castle balcony with her sister just before she left to raise the sun, trying to talk her out of showing the third most powerful object in existense to the new, know it all, stuck up, Princess Sparkle.

"Luna, for her to fully begin her rule it is important that she understand and expet the many possible lives she could have lead, it will broden her understanding, somthing no book and teach." Celestia smiled at her sister, as if explaning somthing plainly obvious. Luna bit her lip and fiddled with her flowing midnight hair, knowing she could not press this issue too much without angering her sister.

"But Tiaaaaa......She is still too young, there is no need for her to be exposed to the cruel, or otherwise lives she could have lead, she cannot cope! She is still living in a child's world!" Luna stamped her black sandled foot in frestration, knowing that she was fighting a loosing battle. Her sister, with her  tall tanned figure and white silken dress always had a calm authoritive air that she had never quite mastered, she had a tendeansy to occatioonaly breaking out into fits of frestration or anger.

"Luna, it is time for me to raise my sun and for you to lower your moon. Princess Twilight will be waking soon and I wish to greet her, and you little sister, should rest." Celestia smiled warmly at her little sister, Luna stared defiantly back. She loved her sister, but she hated it when she treated her like a child. A pair of wings spead from the backs of the two princesses and they rose off the ground, ready to perform thier famous duties.

As Luna watched Canterlot transform into a speck on the earth, she thought of the times she had looked into that mirror.

Once she walked in and seen a snivleing wreck of a person on the othe side of the shimmering black surface. She had rushed over to where she stood, pressing herself as close to the cold glass as she could.

"What's wrong? What happened?" She had asked. It is an alarming sensation, for your own face to look back at you with such sadness expressed upon it.

She learned that in this version of her futer, she had been transformed into a evil creature called 'nightmare moon' and had tried to overthrow her sister. Celestia had banished her to the moon, and when she got back she had been defeated by none other than Twilight Sparkle and five of her firends.

The fact that Twilight had five loyal friends was completely beyond her, as Twilight was the most study obsessed, antosocial  pony she had ever met.

Anyway, Twilight had also used the elements of harmony, and had naturally representled the least friendship related element there was, and she was converted with the powers of friendship.

She was crying because apparently, she didn't feel worthy to rule with her sister after turning into nightmare moon.

Compared to other alterent realities she had seen, her actual life was very dull. She had Celestia had been raised by their mother, creater of all things. She had given them a land to rule and they had named it Equestira. Celestia raised the sun, Luna raised the moon. All is peacefull. Now of course, there is this annoying Twilight Sparkle, that her sister (most likely in a moment of weakness and through a great deal of bribing) had deemed a princess.

Luna thought for the rest of the lowering of her beatiful moon about other lives that she could have lead that had been witnessed through to mirror.

She flew back down to the castle and let herself in to her room through the window, if Celestia really wanted to show that know it all the possible lives she could have lead, it her sisters problem to clean up the mess.

Luna's hourn glowed and her rock music stared, blaring loudly from the speakers, it was like a lylaby to her. She smiled and fell onto he bed, sleep begining to take hold.

When Twilight couldn't cope, it was her sisters mess, not her's.