One goddess, and one harbinger of chaos are standing in the castle of the City of the Mountain, Canterlot. But the world outside is acting odd, with the night sky not leaving it's post.
"Discord?" Celestia says to the Chaos spirit . She looks at him with an accusing glare.
"Yes, Sunbutt?" Discord says back to the Goddess of the Sun. He looks back at her with a confused expression on his face.
"Could you please explain what has happened here? It seems that my magic can't affect the Moon." States Celestia, slightly upset over Discord's calling her "Sunbutt," but choosing not to express it.
"I'm terribly sorry, my dear, but I have no idea what's happening." Replies Discord.
"Well, there's only one thing to do." Says Celestia.
"Attention, my little ponies! Attention!" Announces Celestia.
"I know that you are frightened that the Moon has not lowered, that I cannot affect this. But do not fear these things! We must learn to adapt until a solution is found. We must learn to--"
She is cut off when the Moon lowers and the Sun raises. Her sister, Luna, walks sluggishly towards her sister.
When the diarchy meet, only three words are said.
"Tired. Sorry, Tia."
And with that, the Lunar Princess walks towards the kitchens to get herself some coffee and waffles.
Wooooooo, you need to extend this! I can see this being a nice funny short story. Why? Just focus on this;
Now, Celestia has just made a nationwide announcement to reduce panic. How? Well, she said that events that sound weirdly like those of Nightmare Moon, are not in her control, shouted at them this is not the time to panic, and began plans to combat this emergency. She basically shouted: DO. NOT. PANIC. DON'T PANIC. THERE IS NO REASON TO PANIC. ARE YOU PANICKING? STOP THAT. REALLY, I'M NOT. NOT LIKE WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE, JUST SOME OF US, AND THE REST TO A LIFE OF COLD PAIN AND MISERY! ALSO COINCIDENTALLY, HERE ARE A LIST THINGS WE NEED TO DO SO WE DON'T ALL DIE.
So... Everyone is panicking. Ponies are jumping out windows. Ponies are raiding shops for supplies. Ponies are going crazy since they are all going to die, so they see no reason to not beat up their asshole neighbors and set fire to everything, because, why not? They are all going to die in their eyes. Ponies are going into underground bunkers (Ponyvilliers no doubt, that place is getting destroyed so often, a bunker would be in every basement). Ponies have given up gold bits, since they no longer have value in a world where fire and food are king. Ponies have left their homes to the forest and farms, to try and find a source of food. Everything that is in Fallout Equestria is happening, just not as violent, and played for laughs.
THE WORLD AS THE PONIES KNOW IT IS FALLING DOWN AROUND THEM! And then... it ends with Luna just showing up. The ultimate false alarm. Celestia just fucked up... BIG.
Curtains fall, everyone laughs, they leave a like and maybe favourite at the door on the way out.
But... they don't. Why? Because you just implied it! And only when you really think about it! People are not going to be doing that on a story as short as this, why would there be depth if the writer himself says the stories are shit?
Listen, I'm not going to focus on any of the flaws of this story, even the length, because I want to make this clear.
EXPAND THIS.
If you tell me you are not, and will never expand this, then by god, I will take this story, try to give it beauty (and fail while doing so) using my own words because this story needs to be told.
Oh, forgot this;
Got absorbed in the last comment, please forgive my lack of professionalism. Now, minor grammar mistake. Don't bother correcting them in this story, just keep in mind in future, they are many through your work, and those examples above? All from the same paragraph. So, here it is.
After a quote, if you begin with a capital, it's a new sentence. It is petty, but can be important. One story had this for example;
Obviously the correct is;
He meant the meaning to be "I'm a not crazy person said the man quickly". What he said was "I'm not a crazy person said the man before having a mental breakdown". Very different to what he meant and something that speed readers wouldn't catch. Still amusing... And as petty as it is, when we don't aim for perfection, that is the day we stop getting closer to perfection.