The Journal of the Reunited Two Sisters

by AutoPony

One Night in Canterlot

"Tia!"

The piercing howl that is my sister's voice roused me from my slumber with all the elegance of talons on a chalkboard. I love my sister - and always will despite events in the past - but heaven's above, she makes it hard sometimes.

"Luna, the Canterlot Voice has been in disuse for well over five hundred years now, tone it down please," I called back, trying my best to restrain my irritation.

"Our apologies, art thou currently awake?" came her reply from across the hall.

I couldn't help but scoff at her vapid question, begrudgingly pulling myself out of bed. A glance at my bedside table showed the alarm clock with not quite a half hour before going off. I suppose, I've been getting more sleep since Luna's return so I shouldn't be too discouraged by such unwelcome alarms. A glance towards the window confirmed my time piece's accuracy, the moon beginning its slow descent towards the horizon, with the faintest glow of my sun making its presence known just beyond.

"You are talking to me right now, aren't you?" I suggested. Curious as to what had possessed her to call out for me, I fumbled with the door in my groggy fog, before shuffling out into the hall. Directly across from my own personal chamber's, Luna's door had been left ajar, leaving the contents it held visible for the world to see. As my eyes adjusted to the sudden assault from the light of candles from the castle walls, as well as Luna's room, they beheld an unwelcome sight.

Framed by the doorway, my little sister's bed was graced by the presence of a large, dark form, rivaling my own stature in size as it lay sprawled backward upon the neatly tucked sheets. Its wings lent an air of an even more imposing figure, spread wide and showing off the striking black plumage they possessed. As my heart raced, so too did my hooves, galloping into the room at light speed as the being raised its head to greet me.

"Sister, we must talk about what thee hast requested of us," came Luna's voice. Quickly I slammed the door, isolating the room from the rest of the castle.

"Luna, have you lost your mind? Why did you leave your door wide open?" I shouted, angered by her lack of awareness. Luna merely laid her head back, unfazed by my outburst as she stared up at the ceiling.

"Once again, apologies, sister," came her monotone reply. "The significance of mine current state was forgotten."

I couldn't help but sigh as I raised a hoof to my head, displeased with the surge of adrenaline already pumping through my system so early in the day.

Unbeknownst to the whole of Equestria, Luna and I were in a tricky situation. Yes, after many, many years of her abscence, I was overjoyed to have my little sister back. But with her arrival came the complications that her previous actions had created.

Mainly, her form.

After a brief respite upon the use of the Elements of Harmony by my prized pupil and her new friends, Luna's diminutive form I had not seen in millennia had reverted back to that of the sinister Nightmare Moon. While free of the darkness that had hardened her heart so long ago, such an appearance was not likely to be well-received. Instead, Luna and I had devised up a spell that would contain her form, and revert her back to the periwinkle blue alicorn seen by the masses upon her reintroduction to Equestria.

No, it was not the best solution, but it was all we could do for the time being aside from keeping her isolated. What little spare time afforded was spent searching for a more permanent solution to the issue.

At least we were doing something together again.

"I'm not trying to be mean, Luna. I'm sorry for raising my voice with you," I apologized, regretting my reaction. "You just need to be careful, I don't want to start a panic in Canterlot."

"Understandable. But we do not believe thou realizes how much energy is required to keep our true form hidden from view. Fatigue clouds judgment this late into the night," she groaned, flopping over to her stomach as I strode around the bed to face her. Despite having seen them for the past month, her striking predatory eyes still unnerved me just a bit as they followed my movements to a seated position in front of her.

"I did not think the spell would be that difficult to maintain, Luna," I replied, lowering my voice as reality set it. Perhaps I had overestimated her magic prowess. To be fair, I had not considered that her magic had been in disuse for so long; spells that I found easy could possess a different challenge to my younger sibling.

Though I always did have that bit of an edge over her when it came to magic even when we were young. Seldom do I bring that up, lest we get into a competition that ends in something vaporized.

"Condensing one's whole form while simultaneously changing specific attributes is far more difficult than merely hiding a bit of excess weight around the midriff during ceremonies, dearest sister," she replied coldly.

"Excuse me?" I asked, my voice rising in time with an eyebrow. I wasn't quite sure where she was headed with such a comment.

"Thine ears did not deceive. We hath noted the difference between thine form in public and thine form as it currently presents itself," she said, her eyes cast downward. "My dialogue and habits may be aged, but my keen sight is not dulled in the slightest."

"Clearly that time away didn't dull your attitude, either," I shot back. My response was quickly met with a smirk from Luna just wide enough to bare a few of her unsettling sharp teeth.

"Nay, my wit remains intact. We know it would otherwise be missed," she replied playfully before her face regained the serious intensity it had when I arrived. "But perhaps the facade we are presenting to the masses is not necessary. Why not explain the situation as it currently stands, and allow us to do away with this trickery?"

"I just don't think it's going to go over well, Luna. If it were just the size and color, maybe. But your eyes and your teeth, and those wings..." I trailed off, feeling a tad guilty as I pointed out her features.

"Could it be the peasants have a more open mind than you expect? Why not at least allow us to try?" Luna once again suggested.

"Right, because this year's Summer Sun celebration went so well with your appearance, I'm sure everypony has put that out of their mind already," I retorted. "And they are our subjects, not peasants."

"Perhaps we did not handle our return to Equestria well," she responded, seemingly unaware of her massive understatement.

"Yeah, I would say your performance was rather traumatizing," I agreed with a sigh. "But, you've made your bed, now you have to lie in it."

Luna's eyes darted across the bed she was laying upon, confused. "But I did not make my bed after rising from slumber. Is that not what the peasants are for?" she asked.

"Sister, stop calling them peasants, it's unkind in this day and age," I replied, shaking my head.

"Peons?"

"No."

"Commoners?"

"Assistants, how about that?" I suggested. Luna nodded her head slowly, but still looked unsure.

"However, we still fail to see the connection between the state of our bed linens and the current situation regarding the acceptance of mine appearance," she finally uttered.

"Sorry, it's a phrase. I meant what happened is happened, and we must deal with the fallout accordingly," I explained.

"That makes much more sense, it would have been wise to say such in the first place," Luna replied.

"Well, you will get the hang of the more modern dialect sooner or later, it will just take some time."

A knock at the door roused both of us from the conversation, our attention shifting to the unseen visitor.

"My apologies your highnesses," came a male voice from the other side. " I have a form which had been misplaced during the night that requires Princess Luna's signature."

"Thou hast our permission to enter," Luna replied with nonchalance. As the door began to swing open with a groan, my distracted mind realized too late that we were not ready for visitors.

Our aide stood in the doorway, silent as his eyes widened at the sight of me alongside what had been considered one of the most nefarious beings in history.

"Oh, horseapples," I muttered under my breath, hanging my head in frustration.

"Greetings," Luna said, breaking the silent stalemate. "Our apologies for the, erm... inconvenience of tracking us down." She offered a grin, complete with her fangs clearly visible.

That was all it took for our assistant's temporary paralysis to be broken. A high-pitched, girlish scream erupted from him as he turned and galloped down the hall at lightning speed.

"Hm, it seems appearances are everything in this modern era as you describe," Luna mused. With a tired huff, her whole form began to glow light blue, condensing in upon itself until the little sister I was more accustomed to was upon her bed.

"I tried telling you, Luna," I said, feeling some remorse for her dashed hopes. "We will get this figured out. I'm just glad to have you back, even with the... current complications."

"Thank you, Tia," she replied softly, a warm grin gracing her face. "But what do we do about our assistant?"

"I guess we will have to go after him and convince him the stress of the job is making him hallucinate, and he needs a few days off, perhaps therapy," I suggested. Luna's face quickly twisted into surprise.

"That is quite specific for a suggestion thought up upon the spot."

"You don't rule for a thousand years alone without making somepony question their sanity."

Every other day I feel like I have to question mine.

Comments

[Xanderfox]

Interesting, now in the comics Luna was stuck in her "child form" for a bit due to mental blocks, she still had issues to deal with. Could be similar here, some mental issue keeping her from shedding the Nightmare Moon form for her Regular Adult form. And traumatizing guards, servants and sneaky papparizzi ponies in the mean time!

[Carbon]

Good, but i want much more.

[Jamin P Rose]

This was fun, though I wouldn't mind seeing more.

[Jubilee Bloom]

As all the other comments I have seen, more is requested. Maybe the moment where they finally figure out the solution?

And of course, everypony should be questioning their sanity. Because.

[AutoPony]

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Well, I had no plans to go beyond the one short chapter, but It was fun to write, I may very well expand on it in the future.

[fanreader999999]

Mmm

[DerpieDoo]

'Thy' refers to the person you are speaking to, not yourself. Makes the story a bit odd to read. Example

Thy dialogue and habits may be aged, but thy keen sight is not dulled in the slightest.

Context makes it appear that she is actually referring to herself, not celestia but with 'thy' it reads to me as

Your dialogue and habits may be aged, but your keen sight is not dulled in the slightest

Which is jarring.

Perhaps it could be rephrased as

Mine dialogue and habits may be aged, but mine keen sight is not dulled in the slightest

You do appear to use 'thee' and 'thou' properly though so 2/3 ain't bad

Story is cool though keep up the good work

[AutoPony]

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I went back and weeded out the misuses of 'thy,' should make more sense now. Thank you!

[MLai]

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Thou = you, subject. Example "thou art..."
Thee = you, object. Example "We beseech thee..."
Thy = Your (like my)
Thine = Your (like mine)
My vs Mine = Depends on if the word after it starts with a vowel.
"My dragon, my pear..."
"Mine owl, mine apple..."

You can read this play for some quick enjoyable training in Middle English...
http://www.yorku.ca/inpar/aucassin_mason.pdf