Father says that I'm a big girl now; he says that he has to leave us, but he still loves us. Mother says that she'll come back someday; she says that she'll still be here in my heart.
What Mother and Father say are a bunch of baloney. Tia and I were happy when Mother and Father were here, why in Equestria would they leave us? Tia doesn't notice me when I'm locked up in my room, she doesn't notice when the servants say that my bed sheets are covered in tears, nor does she notice when I don't eat my alfalfa. Tia just sits on her balcony, staring at the sun. I wonder if she knows that staring at the sun isn't good for your health...
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Today, Tia came downstairs for the first time in weeks. I was bouncing around the castle. Tia and I played with our dolls, and we had flying races. It felt so good to be playing with Tia, but then I accidentally made it all go wrong. "Wait until Mother hears of my accomplishment, Tia!” I was cheering, for I had won the race. Tia wasn't cheering though...
Her flowing pink mane stopped flowing, her eyes drooped down, and her voice trembled as she spoke. "Luna," Tia starts, but she doesn't continue. She flies back to her room, and I have to eat dinner alone again.
I had a dream last night. It was of Mother, she was yelling at Father. "We didn't have to leave them yet!” Mother tells him, "They're just little fillies!” Mother is crying, but Father won't listen. He tells her that we need to learn to grow up.
"Celestia can take care of herself, as well as Luna. We don't need to go back. There are evils there that only they can concur." Father isn't telling the truth, I can hear it in his voice.
"Father....." I try to reach out to him. Father looks straight at me. "We need to leave; the girls can already reach us." Mother tries to look at me, but my dream is already fading. She mutters something about love, and I wake up.
"TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I woke with a jolt and half the guards have rushed to my room. I see most of the servants, and even The Professor, who teaches us. I don't see Tia though. She's in her room, staring at the stars. I send everybody off and think of what Father said. There were certainly no evils in Canterlot.
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I visited Tia today. Her room was a mess, but she won't let anybody inside it, I had to stand on her balcony to talk to her. We talked of Mother, and Father. "Do you think they miss us?" I ask her. She pauses and I think I messed up again. Tia smiles though, and says to me, "I know they miss me! I don't think they remember you too well, Luna."
We laughed, and things started feeling normal again.
The Professor says that we will be starting our classes again soon. I love our classes with him. Celestia says that studying is pointless. I told her that combing your mane 500 strokes every morning is pointless. She gave me a glare, and now I'm studying alone. I'm doing so many things alone these days.
The Professor is teaching us the royal Canterlot voice this week. Tia is really good at it. The Professor says that I'm going to have to call Tia by her proper name as well.
It's hard to pronounce, and I accidentally called her a salamander the first time. The second time, it sounded like tortilla. Tia seemed offended, but she laughed it off. Celestia just isn't something I can ever call Tia.
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I dreamed of Mother and Father again. I didn't speak though, and they didn't speak much either. Father was pacing around the room, and Mother was trying to sooth him. It didn't work.
The only bright side of my dream is that the room smelled like cotton candy.
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This morning, Tia was in a hurry to get to class. She kept stuttering something about a dream she had. It seemed pretty urgent, so I didn't bother telling her my dream.
The Professor says that Tia is going through a stage where she's getting her full powers. Apparently, Tia is dreaming things, seeing things, and learning things that she’s never heard of.
"When am I to receive my full powers?" I ask him.
He laughs and says, "The Stars help us all when that happens! Come on, practice the voice."
That was the end of that discussion.
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I'm going to be hosting a ball, but Tia doesn't know a thing about it! It's going to be her birthday soon, and The Professor and I are throwing a surprise party. I'm going to call it "The Grand Galloping Gala". It's going to be the biggest party of the year!
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Tonight, I'm planning on reaching to Mother and Father again. I've done it twice, but this time, The Professor is going to help me.
When I first told him, he was surprised that a filly my age could do something like that. He says that Tia has been trying to reach them for weeks. I'm not going to brag to Tia about it though; Mother always says that bragging is rude.
The Professor has made a strange helmet. "It's going to help you control your brain waves, but you must remember to NOT...."
I fell asleep after the first few words. While I slept, The Professor was supposed to attach the helmet to my horn, and monitor my dreams.
Mother and Father were there. I was overjoyed that it worked, and I galloped over to them. "Mother! Father! “I screamed their names, and they turned around. Mother's face was so soft and happy, but Father's expression was worried.
"Luna, my dear Luna...." Father addresses me "You are not supposed to be here. It's coming, and It is not safe for you right now."
“What’s not safe, Father?”, as I uttered the words, we were engulfed in a sea of…chocolate milk?
“Father!” I cry out, flailing my hooves in the air. He tries to catch me, but the milk has already reached his muzzle.
“Just remember the elements! The friendship of Celestia, and you shall concur It! We love you Luna…” the faint voice of Mother was all I heard before I snapped back to reality.
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The Professor has his hoof on my forehead. “Luna, you’re perspiring! What happened?”
“In all honesty,” I tell The Professor, “I don’t know.”
