Luna's Constellations

by Starlight Aura

A Visit from Another (Sorta) Dimension

(Celestia's P.O.V.)

Morning! My totes-magotes fave time! I get to slowly walk to my balcony, showing off, like, my glamour. I use my beautiful magic. My horn starts to glow. Then it sparkles. Then, with my, like, beautiful hair, I raise the always popular Sun! This was like, my first ever time doing it alone! I usually get help from Mom, but now she went to Rainbow-Pony-Weird-Afterlife-Super-Not-Trendy Land. Like, gosh! Anyway, afterward I prance downstairs to, like, the dining room where I get my usual, strawberry shortcake! Like, Yumalishous! But on my way, weirdo Luna is, like, drawing. Again! But this time, she is, like, totally overdoing it. She had, like...what are those things again? The flat white stuff you write on? Paper! Oh... I, like, totally forgot about those things. Like, you don't need them for anything anyway! So Luna was drawing weird pictures and stuff. I donno why, but it's, like, creep-y!

(Luna's P.O.V.)

I'm gonna die one day. Or leave Equestria. Or something. So I need something to leave here, something like a... memento! Yeah, but what? I fluttered over to my bookshelf and scan the rows. Vengeance: A Guide to Get Back at Your Enemies, Spells For The Young and Upcoming Spell Casters, The Encyclopedia To All Things Fudge, Cheese: The Novel, How To Guide To Stress Relief From Everyday Life, The Adventures of Paint Palette: Volume 7 The Quest for The Infinity Brush, Forbidden Magic in Zebraton, Equestria, and Griffin Land. I chose the Forbidden Magic book and browsed through the pages. I couldn't find anything. If only I could draw, sculpt, or paint better, I might even get some inspiration to make some art and show everyone. If only...

My eyes wandered. I soon noticed something. A book was out of place! I grabbed the book and put it back to my specific location. I looked at the cover. Then I got an idea. I take the same book and rip through the pages of Forbidden Magic. I found a spell! I think
deeply about it, and my magic aura glowed around my horn. It shimmered and glowed, then pop! I couldn't believe it! My favorite novel character appeared! I was thrilled!

"What the...where...am I?" The white pony asked.

"Canterlot Castle. You are no longer back at home painting flowers."

"How do you know about me?" She asked, her red tail, swishing, had been painted a bit green at the tip.

"You are a character in a book. I brought you to life. Now you live here as a citizen of Equestria.

"I was?"

I nodded, still excited to meet her.

"Well, it's better than sitting at home painting my flowers without anymore adventures to go through," she replied calmly.

"That's because the author stopped writing your series."

"Aah."

Paint Palette strolled around my room. She looked at my shelf and picked out The Adventures of Paint Palette Volume 2 The Search for The Amber Orange. "So...your name is Luna?" she asked. My book was signed to me by the author, Ink Quill.

"Yes. I am one of the Princesses of Equestria."

"You are a princess, eh? And you got some siblings?" She asked, flipping through the book and peering at the pictures.

"Yup." I said proudly.

"What you the Princess of?" She inquired, not looking up from the book.

"I am a Princess of Equest..."

"No. I mean what are you the Princess of. Like, what do you exactly rule and or protect?"

My smile faded from my face. I never thought of it like that. That's when I realized something. My father was the King of Time. My mother was the Queen of the Universe. My sister Stella was the Princess of Harmony. And Tia is the Princess of the Day and the stupid Sun. What am I the Princess of? Nothing? I looked at my Blank Flank. I started to sob. What if I wasn't the Princess of Anything?

(Painter's P.O.V.)

I was lookin' at my pictures in the Luna Princess's book. Dang, was I good lookin'! Wow. This artist Ink Quill or whatever really knows how to draw. Wow! While I'm enjoyin' the art, Miz Luna started to cry. I trotted over to her.

"What is the matter?" I asked, trying to sound sophisticated 'cause I was talkin' to a princess.

"I...I don't...I..." she sputtered, her tears started collecting on the rim of her eyes. I looked into those eyes, big an' round. Reminded me of my sister, Nimble Song. Nims was a good dancer. Then she got clobbered by the Color Drainer. She died that day. Miz Luna didn't see the tear that I shed. Then, I topped. No...this filly is hurt. I gotta help her the best I can! For Miz Luna. For Nimble.

"Tell me what's wrong, Luna."

"I...I am the Princess of Nothing!" She whimpered.

Then, I felt some hurting in my chest. It was emotional hurt. That's it!

"Well, if you aren't the princess of anythin', you gotta become the princess o' somethin'," I replied.

She wiped her tears off. "How?"

"With paint! Gallons and gallons of paint!