Sweetie skimmed the book, and tossed it away. Growling, she winced as another throb of pain passed through her. The four SMUC around her constantly drained her magic from having them summoned, but even four wasn’t enough. Concentrating, Sweetie managed to muster enough concentration for a fifth.
“Come on, I need to find something before the reset. I don’t know if I’ll survive another magic wipe.” Biting her lip, Sweetie rubbed her head as another throb caused her pain. There was only a few hours before the next Loop, and she had already gone through nearly every book in the Canterlot archives.
Whimpering, she pulled out the next book, skimming it. There were utility spells, but nothing that would be powerful enough to help. Flipping through the pages, she gritted her teeth, and tossed one at the wall. Howling, she turned her horn toward it, and fired her magic, watching it disintegrate with ease.
“I need something,” she spoke, looking past the blockade, past the soldiers trying to contain the situation. Eyes scanning everything, Sweetie found nothing. Falling to her knees, she looked toward the sky, where the moon hung. Slowly, her mind sparked off a desperate idea, and she stood up.
Concentrating, Sweetie cast her magic out toward it, dismissing all SMUC as she did so. As her magic reached the moon, it hit a presence, and was blocked. Focusing, Sweetie curled her magic around the presence, feeling it squirm. Her magic slipped off the moon as she tried to move it, and she tried again.
For a small moment, she considered going Luna Mode, or Celestia Mode, but decided against it. Making this task easy would defeat the purpose of the task. Tilting her head, as she tried to push it, her magic continued to slip off it. There was a thud behind her, and Sweetie turned. Sure enough, Luna was charging a blast of magic directly at her.
“So clear,” remarked Sweetie, jumping high into the air as she charged up a bolt of magic, firing it at Luna. Keeping most of her magic focused on moving the moon, Sweetie used what remained to place a shield on herself. Blocking the magic, Luna’s own beam was quick to arc up and hit Sweetie. Growing wings, Sweetie flew high into the air, drawing more of her magic into a blast. Teleporting, Luna narrowly dodged an attack that left a large crater in the ground. Screams of civilians rang out as they fled, and the guards marched into action, firing their own bolts of magic. The few pegasi flared their wings to assist in the fight, but were halted by Luna.
“Do not interfere! This villain is beyond your capabilities.” Dodging another blast, Luna tried to get above Sweetie, attempting to avoid casualties. But for every flap, every teleport she did; Sweetie seemed to be one step ahead. Every spell was deflected, every attack brutal. Luna was losing, and that left her only one option.
Firing a flare into the sky, Luna backed up, fleeing toward the castle as a flash of light appeared just outside it. Meeting up with her sister, both turned to face the threat, and combined their magic. Dodging it, Sweetie teleported out of the way of their boomerang attack, and sent her own beam of energy, knocking them both back. Forgetting the moon for a moment, Sweetie concentrated all her energy into an orb of magic, holding it steady with all her concentration.
“Mother of-”
“Oh my.” Both princesses nearly forgot they were flying from the sheer size and enormity of it. Holding steady, Sweetie looked down at the two, and narrowed her eyes.
“Now listen up. I have a very bad headache, and I need to have control of the moon, or I will be very very very angry. And unless you like huge magical blasts that could take out Canterlot, you won’t like me when I’m angry.” Hovering there for a moment, Sweetie watched the two share a look. Landing, Luna’s horn pulsed for a moment, and Sweetie probed the moon, sensing the resistance she had been feeling was now gone.
“That’s better,” she spoke, diverting her orb of magic upward, creating a thin beam of magic that connected with the moon. Landing, Sweetie allowed her magic to envelop the moon, and tested giving it a push. Looking up, she was rewarded with the moon sliding slightly in either direction. Mind finally clear, she sat down and sighed.
“Well poop, I’m going to have to give them the Looping note from now on."