Princess Lauren: “Don’t mention it; always glad to help. What’s on your mind?”
Princess Celestia: “Luna was being immature and uncontrollable lately. I had to send her to the moon for a bit… and by a bit I mean 1000 years.”
Princess Lauren: “Meh. It was bound to happen; poor girl needed a vacation anyway. Are you going to control the Sun AND the Moon while she’s gone?”
Princess Celestia: “I was hoping you’d take her place until she comes back and gets sorted out.”
Princess Lauren: “Of course! Mind you I’ve never actually brought night-time over the city. Oh, what the hey- I’ll give it a try.”
Fausticorn’s horn glow as a jet-black fluid-like cloud creeps through the sky. It slowly descends as a wispy fog that flows through the streets of Canterlot.
Princess Lauren: “Huh, were there always this many blood-curdling screams when the sun sets?”
Princess Celestia: “You know, I don’t think having you controlling the night sky was such a great idea.”
Princess Lauren: “Well my cutie mark IS an ink well!”
It is just something to lean on you no
When your an immortal god, 1000 years is just sorta, “Meh, whatever.”
Ha. :3