//------------------------------// // We are in trouble now // Story: Wishes Gone Wrong // by Jazzy Mellows //------------------------------// It had been a long struggle since Twilight accidentally turned herself into a filly. There was never a boring moment, and very rarely was there a quiet one. And no matter how hard she tried, Celestia would always get worn out from watching the little filly, and when that inevitably happened, she passed the responsibility to Luna for the night. But that particular night, Celestia had not been worn out yet when she asked Luna to watch Twilight. “But, sister, it is still early!” the Princess of the Night complained. She had been awoken from a rather lovely dream by having the filly gently plopped upon her back. “I know, and I have lots of work to do today,” Celestia said. “With the combination of her and the nobles, it'll be a miracle if I'm still awake by dinner.” And with that, Luna was left with her charge. After only a few seconds of Luna awkwardly staring at the filly, Twilight began to wail at the top of her lungs. Nothing Luna did seemed to please her. Funny faces didn't work, feeding didn't work, she wasn't even wet. It was like she was crying for the sake of crying. “Oh, why art thou upset?” she asked Twilight. The filly's answer was simply more crying. Then Luna looked over to her window, and realized what time it was. She was late for her nightly duty of raising the moon. With a hint of panic in her gait, Luna scooped up the crying filly with her magic and rushed as gently and calmly as she could to the top of her tower to raise the moon for the night. She was so focused on her task that she didn't even notice that Twilight stopped crying until after she had finished with the moon. “Methinks thou just likes to see Us panic,” she told the filly as she flew back to her room, more gently than she had left it. Expecting Twilight to behave for the majority of the evening from then on, Luna made the mistake of putting the filly back onto her bed. Upon touching the sheets, the filly began to wail once more. “Must you insist on being difficult?” Luna said, right before groaning into one of the pillows that Twilight knocked off the bed in her tantrum. “What must We do to ease your troubles?” Luna asked Twilight, as if the filly would answer. “No!” Twilight shouted back. Luna gave a puzzled look, and so Twilight just kept shouting that word over and over, as if repeating it would make Luna understand what she wanted. “I wish I knew what you were trying to tell Us!” Luna half-whined to herself. The results were almost uncanny. “No ni-ni!” Luna jumped a bit. It was almost like someone else had put those words into the filly's mouth, just because Luna asked for it. She had to be sure. “What did thee tell Us?” “NO NI-NI!” Twilight shouted again, followed by a long stream of “no”s and crying. Luna, now confused as to why the filly was protesting bedtime, looked outside to see that it was, in fact, eight-o-clock. She could have sworn that she just rose the moon mere moments ago, but those moments had quickly turned into over an hour. Twilight continued her crying, and Luna felt like she would snap at any moment. The filly simply would not listen to reason. No amount of stories or lullabies could calm the crying filly down. In a last moment of desperation, Luna muttered under her breath, “I wish I knew what to do to get some peace and quiet at last!” She had not expected there to be a reply whispered inside her mind. Wish the filly away. The very idea that such a thought could even enter her mind scared Luna. Yes, the wailing was annoying, and she did take away precious time that could be spent either re-adjusting herself to the era, or catching up on much-missed times with her sister, but surely that was not enough reason to wish away the filly. That, and if it did come true, then Celestia would kill Luna, banish her to the moon again, or worse, take away her cake privileges. But, Luna thought to herself, it's just a silly wish. It can't possibly come true. There was no harm in saying silly words like that, right? If you don't mean it, then it can't possibly come true, right? Even if the tiniest part of your heart did mean it? “I wish,” she started, testing the words, making sure that nothing would happen. “I wish,” she tried again, still hesitant. The grim, concentrated look on Luna's face scared Twilight, and the filly began to scream louder than ever before. That's what drove Luna over the edge. She shut her eyes and shouted with her Royal Canterlot Voice. “I WISH THAT SOMETHING WOULD TAKE YOU AWAY RIGHT NOW!” Then, everything went quiet. Luna opened her eyes, fearing what she would see. She was right to fear. On the bed where Twilight had been previously screaming, there was now an empty bed. No filly, not even signs that there had ever been a filly in the first place, no trace of magic to see if she had teleported somewhere. Just an empty bed. After a long pause of taking in the eerie silence, Luna finally managed to muster out some words. “Tia's going to kill me.”