I walked into Luna's room expecting her to be asleep, but the moment I was through the door my ears were blasted by Luna yelling "Yes! You're finally here."
"What?" I asked slightly deafened from Luna's yelling.
"I spent the entire day working on the WIM 3008 based on what you said at breakfast.
I had asked her if there was a way to change the perspective and then told about the experience in detail telling her to improve the machine in anyway she thought it needed. I had decided to continue to use the machine in my spare time with Luna.
"So what did you do?"
"Well I changed the perspective like you asked and I also tweaked a couple of things. Also I added some features that you'll find out about once I turn this little wonder on."
"Okay... Nothing dangerous?"
"Oh no no no," she spurted out, looking a bit worried. "It's perfectly safe... Yeah. Safe."
"Okay, if you say so," I said before slipping the weird helmet thing on.
"And darkness and no chance of death in three, two! Actually who cares? Ten!" Luna yelled, before flipping a switch.
Again there were tingles in her horn, before reality gave way to darkness.
"Okay so now you're in there I can tell you that I may have put in something that allows me to put you in questions of my own."
"What!?" Celestia yelled.
'Okay this will be interesting' Luna thought too herself 'Though I wonder if it was a good idea to make her take the place of the possibility Celestia and have her body, thoughts and memories... Nah! She'll be fine.'
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"Black! That's it. We need more black." Celestia yelled.
"Well I am not about to disagree for one." Said Luna, ruler of the night.
Things had been good today up till now. The general populace had finally gotten used to the new look and she had gotten some more 18th century novels from the library. Then she had walked in to the throne room and realised something was wrong.
Every single thing in the whole place was in a bright pastel colour.
"Oh and spikes! Yes! And chains. Yes. Maybe hanging down the walls instead of this silly tapestries.
"Oh my. Are sure everything is okay?" Asked Luna.
"No. Everything is not alright. I'm hoarse from telling everybody what to do and the throne room hasn't been painted in ten seconds flat. So no! Everything is not alright."
"Okay... I'll be in my room working of my telescope if you need me."
'Ooh I know!" Celestia thought to herself, before pulling a bug zapper out from behind a curtain and hiding it behind her back. 'Perfect. Now for a target'
"Princess Celestia the painters are on their way." Said a maid
'Hmm who is that? Oh yes. Feather Duster.'
"Thank you Feather Duster." While she was saying this she sneakily levitated the bug zapper behind the maid.
Then as the maid was about to leave she zapped her.
"Wow. You must be... Shocked!" Celestia giggled, before teleporting to her room.
Having escaped the shocked maid. Celestia slipped out of her room. As she was walking around admiring the new decorations she bumbled into a guard.
"Why hello. What's your name?"
"Silver Shield, princess." Keeping his eyes ahead the entire time.
"Hmm and how are you?"
"Horrible, with all due respect princess, I'm new to the guard and I have blisters on my hooves from standing still."
"Oh. Well that's bad. And personally, blisters are just my body's way of agreeing with my opinion on exercise and other things. Anyway got to go. Cya and I hope those blisters go away soon"
"Thanks, princess."
Later that day Celestia lowered the sun, before putting herself to bed. As she drifted off she thought about her day. It had been good apart from that one hiccup, but the day had been polished off into a wonderful day, because for once not a single person had commented on her black eyeliner and lipstick along with her black spiky tiara. So all in all it had been a great day.
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'Oh popsicles! Ii forgot to let Celestia out of the WIM 3008... Oh well. I'll let her out in the morning before I go to bed.'
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11 days later
"Ah there you go now you're out of their nice and gentle."
"Well that was interesting though I disapprove of you picking the question. Also that one felt like 11 days, but the other one was a minute or two?"
"Ummm... Well... I won't pick the question for you again.,as for the time. Well the WIM 3008 allows you to see a possibility you could really only imagine. So with the first you could only imagine doing a backflip and breaking the bed, but after that there was no major differences between that possibility and ours so it ended. That one was a question that changed your personality not an action so therefore it was pretty much infinite. To deal with that I put in a switch to pull you out whenever. Problem is I forgot so it's now Thursday..."
"I was in there for 4 days!"
"Um... No try 11."
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"You are soooooo dead." Celestia stated in a bone chilling tone.
"Um... Gotta go right now!" Luna spurted out, before teleporting far, far away.
Luna carefully checked around the corner using a hand mirror, before slipping down the plush carpeted hall.
It had been 2 days since she had woken up Celestia and Luna had been hiding from her since. She hadn't slept for 53 hours and was ready to collapse. So she had moved out of her hiding place and was now carefully moving towards her room via a roundabout route.
This was it. She was now at the door. She checked for any traps or anything of the like.Nothing. So she slipped open the door and slid inside.
After closing the door behind her as gentle as a light wind, she dashed over to her bed and moments after her head touching the pillow she was out.
Little did she know that Celestia had been following her ever since she had left her hiding place.
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As she levitated the weird helmet onto the slumbering Luna she thought to herself 'Revenge is a dish best served right back at them'
After those final thoughts she powered up the device with the question
'What if Luna was a witty goth who did whatever Celestia wanted?'