Principal Luna sighted, schootching away from the computer and opening the bottom drawer of her desk. From the drawer, she brought out a pale blue box with a dark blue silk ribbon tied around it. Carefully, minding it’s age, Luna untied the ribbon and picked up what was contained inside.
In her hands she held a small toy depicting a tall, dark blue pony with both horn and wings. The regalia the pony was wearing was unevenly cut out, and the mane was made of dark blue silk with dots of glitter glue on it. What didn't appear as much more than a ugly toy, held the whole reality to which Luna and her sister had been forced to adapt when arriving at Canterlot High.
Looking at the dolls hesitating smile and black button eyes, she once more sighed. She had come back, just like Celestia always said...or not really her, but her daughter. Luna stuck her hand into the box and picked out the little note laying on the bottom, reading it out loud.
“ Dear princess Princepal Luna, All since I met you, I couldn't decide, if you know more about the magic, and about us, than I know, or if you don't believed it exsisted at all. But whether or not you believe, here is a little thing to remind you that it we exsist, and one day we’ll be back. That is a promise I make to you and your sister, and you got my words as one of the four alicorn princesses in Equestria that I WILL keep it."
Directly after reading it, Luna closed her eyes tightly, trying to gather her thoughts and keeping back the tears. She remebered the day when she'd gotten the box and the note like it was yeasterdya, and she doubted she'd ever forget it.
Celestia had gotten similar note in her package and believed every word of it, while Luna had been more sceptical. Luna sighed a third time. Turns out her sister had been right... if only it had been while she was still the principal at this school. Already from the start, from when she had that vision a week ago, Luna knew that the return of the princess was a bad omen. But what would happen or what she should do, she did not know. Because she wasn’t her sister, and she’d never been as good of a principal as she was.
Putting the doll back into the box, tieing the ribbon around it again and putting it back in the bottom drawer of her desk, she sat down in her office chair, trying to mke it as comfortable for her self as she coul, picking up the latest set of reports from the teachers. Immidiatly seeing an all to familiare name on the top of the document and she frowned. Suprise Song Pie had a tendency to be topping the list of the students that skipped lesson with most frequency, but there weren't much anybody could do, as she refused to listen and her mother was known for not carring for her daughter or her schooling at all.