You look over at the Princess as she retrieved the memory from her pensieve. Another memory gently swirls about within her magic as you adjust back to the world outside the pensieve. Colours seem more vivid than ever. The grayscale sure did a number on your eyes. (For a moment you wonder if that is truly how Winona saw the world.) You try to subtly wipe at the barely there tears, but of course the Princess noticed. You never get away with anything.
Are you alright? You seemed troubled.
You shake your head briskly and tell her about the last scene you watched before being pulled out of the pensieve.
Ah, yes, that. Do you want to continue?
Yes?
Okay then...
I promise you that it will get better. I will not spoil the story for you but I will tell you this, every story has it's highs and lows. Points in which you rejoice with the characters and points in which you cry with them. That (and a good plot - no pun intended) is what makes a good story great. With that, are you ready to dive back in?
As you nod at her, she poured her memory into the pensieve. Breathing deeply, you re-immerse yourself in the story.
Woona stared at her picture and drew up her resolve. She was not going to let herself think about that, after all, she was in the middle of a mystery! And first things first in any mystery is to scan your surroundings. In particular for other lifeforms. So Woona donned her trusty scouter to scan the moon for other lifeforms. However, she seemed to have forgotten the first principle of scouters, which is that you must never operate it under zero-gravity. (You see, the lack of gravity causes fluctuations in the mechanisms, which sometimes can cause weird things to happen to the device.) As there’s currently no gravity on the moon, Woona's trusty scouter gave up the ghost - plainly put, it was rendered useless. (Yes, Woona here was forcibly reminded that the 'thingie' Tia told her about was in fact, gravity.)
"Oh well."
Woona sighed as she looked at her now broken scouter - mentally planning the small moon funeral she would give the formerly trusty device, before shrugging - it was not as if she was going to find anything else on her level of cuteness here. But just to make sure, she scanned her surroundings again - this time with her eyes. (Scouter device rendered useless remember?)
During her observation of her surroundings, Woona noted that there was a copious amount of moon expanse, an improbable chair (probably made by her magic - she thinks), her badass hat, and her 30 hardboiled points.She saw absolutely nothing else. And she was rather annoyed at the voices that claimed:-
"Hey look up there! The Woona that launched herself into deep space!"
or
"Can you see the non-existent pumpkin? You can see that right?"
Did those threads not know of the words 'absolutely nothing else'? It seemed not. Quickly, Woona squashed those particular voices in her decision making process, it wouldn't do to have a couple of crazies helping her make the big decisions in life. Although, she might not be able to squash all of them... She gave an equivalent of a mental shrug and decided to deal with any ramifications later.
Still, any hero (or heroine in little Woona's case) needs to have that one pre-journey heroic decision moment - or more simply put, the moment in which they pose (rather badass-ly). One of the threads of her decision-making process suggested she put on the badass hat to do so. So, Woona did. Woona's badass hat caused the pose to come out extremely rugged. (Woona resolutely ignored any thread that cried out that she was using the non-existent pumpkin to strike said pose - when would they get that it was not there?) Any low-life criminal scum hanging about had better watch their ne’er-do-well backs while Woona's on the case ('Yes, yes they better watch their backs' Woona thought).
As the little princess did this, the very same robotic voice that announced the arrival of her hatted (yes she went there, HAT-TED) thirty hardboiled points re-appeared to say
"You gain 10 Hardboiled Points."
The ten Hardboiled Points floated down to the (Woona decided for the sake of simplicity that she would use Equestrian landscape lingo from now on. Trying to say the moon equivalent was too confusing to do at all times - she was after all only a little filly) ground. There was brief flash, the inexplicable announcer then telling her
"Congratulations! Your 30 Hardboiled Points have evolved into a... 40 Hardboiled Points!"
Despite wondering if the inexplicable announcer knew that she knew basic maths Woona was pleased. She smirked
"Eat it, Blueblood! Um, whoever you are. Wherever you are."
But enough dilly-dallying! Woona knew she had to begin her hero's quest. She needed to get the ball rolling. She needed to start figuring out why she was here! She needed to... MOON HER ENEMIES!
Wait. No. No.
Woona shook her head as the thought of using the moon to CRUSH. THEM. ALL appeared in her mind. Firmly, she squashed that particular thread as well, because hey - that would be another bad end. The next thread suggested she explore the dark side of the moon - that seemed sensible enough, and it would help her start her hero's quest so...
Woona ended her hardboiled antics for the time being and took a quick jaunt down over to the dark side of the moon. Which certainly lived up to it's name. It was, well, dark. So dark that she couldn't see a thing around her. She couldn't even admire her own dainty little hooves. It was just that dark.
In retrospect, Woona thought, this outcome should have been obvious.