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// Fit the Ninth: The Restoration 
// Story: Luna's Bassoon 
// by Pineta 
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The cute little critters had charm.
At first no one thought they could harm.
We kept them as pets,
But soon had regrets,
As PARASPRITES cause great alarm.

They had such a huge appetite,
That gave everypony a fright.
Somehow they ate
Ten times their weight,
Devouring all cake in a bite.

All those in the know gave a groan.
“They would return, we should’ve known.
“You know what this means.
“We need tambourines,
“Accordions and a trombone.

“Cymbals and a tuba are required.
“A harmonica must be acquired.
“Does anyone know
“How to get a banjo?
“And where can maracas be hired?

“Then we’ll need a band to play them,
“To lure out these critters again. 
“A windband and their things,
“And a quartet of strings.
“(Or one pony who can play ten.)

“Only musicians can save the day,
“Celestia, bring them back, we pray.
“Go to the moon.
“Beg them real soon.
“Come home and help us right away.”

The message reached Luna and friends,
Who were happy to make amends.
“However, y’know,
“We’re not ready to go.
“We’ll leave when the music ends.”

“Of course we wouldn’t desert you.
“We couldn’t let the ‘sprites hurt you.
“Once we’re done with our tune,
“We can all leave the moon,
“At the end of this concerto.”

They marched in the city advancing.
The parasprites found this entrancing.
Down every street,
They followed the beat,
Moving with synchronised dancing.

This led to great cheers all around,
Once they were all rid from the town.
“Hurray for Luna and Co.
“What a good show!”
Even Celestia knelt down.

“Sister, I see I was wrong this time.
“Your behaviour was hardly a crime.
“It’s clear your new toy
“Gives you great joy,
“But please DON'T PLAY AFTER BEDTIME.”

A new royal concord was drawn,
And agreed by each alicorn,
With music from seven
To stop by eleven.
Then all must be quiet till dawn.

But of this Luna had not a care.
For if her playing was judged unfair,
She skipped back to the moon,
With her friends, for a tune,
Where they played au claire de la terre.