What If...

by TheMajorTechie

The author was tired and sick?

What? No Luna-Lava shenanigans? Preposterous!

Celestia shuddered deep within her personal padded asylum, listening closely as her sister's lumbering footsteps far above once again signified the usage of the so-called "elephant boots" that had caught the Princess of the Night's mind.

"PINEAPPLE!" Luna screeched repeatedly, racing from one side of the courtroom to the other in her highly-fashionable elephant boots. Of which were currently trumpeting in annoyance, further adding to the noise.

Twilight promptly joined her mentor in the asylum that day.