So I pretty much had an idea while listening to a cover of a song called The Moon Rises from My Little Pony. I wrote the idea down, and someone commented that I should write a Fanfic. So I did, in three-shots. Putting them up here, just messing around. Here's the first part, I'll have the next two up soon, no matter if they get likes or not. And also, Celestia and Luna are in human form, as is everyone else. As if they're humans, not ponies. My imagination is weird like that. And the magic comes from their hands, they don't have horns, although they have wings still. And that's it.

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Luna sat in her room on her bed, reading a book. She tried to stay calm and focused, but when she read the same sentence three times without understanding what the words said, she closed her book, standing up and replacing it on the bookshelf. She sighed.

"Can I really do this?" She whispered. She hadn't really planned much. She had just thought that, when raising the moon, she wouldn't lower it. But every time she thought of it, a small voice in her head would tell her not to. It kept telling her that doing so would destroy the delicate balance that her sister and she worked for so long to create. It was a cycle, a dance that, if not done correctly, could put Equestria in disarray.

She turned around, walking to her window, already seeing stars peeking out from behind the veil of daylight, a sign that she should take her place at her own tower, to raise the moon.

There was a knock at the door. "Come in," Luna said, not turning around.

"Sister," It was Celestia.

"Hello, Tia." Luna said. She wondered at that. She hadn't called her Tia in so long. She turned around. "Is something the matter?"

Celestia shook her head, her rainbow locks flowing around her, a bright contrast to Luna's dark blue star-filled hair. "Nothing is wrong. I have just come to remind you of the moon. It is late. The stars are becoming impatient, why do you delay?"

"I apologize. I am distracted." Luna said, looking back out the window. "I shall join the cycle shortly."

Celestia nodded. "This is not something so carelessly avoided, sister. Make haste."

Luna restrained a sigh, following her sister out, closing her door behind her. The small voice strengthened as they came closer to the towers.

"Princess Celestia!" A voice sounded behind them, causing both Princesses to turn around. It was a maidservant. "I did not know you were still in the castle. Is something wrong, do you require anything?" The young girl asked. She nodded briefly in respect to Luna, her apparent fear of the Night keeping her from making more of an effort.

Celestia smiled brightly. "I have need of nothing, thank you. It appears something has come up to make us late." She glanced at Luna, the motion so quick the maidservant hardly caught it.

Luna clenched her fists tightly in her skirts, fury concealed behind her calm expression. The jab at her was so subtle, and yet still there. Her sister and the girl held their conversation for a few moments longer.

"Excuse me," Luna said, backing away and then turning around, leaving Celestia behind. She turned down the corridor that led to a balcony, and then her tower, her being the only one who used it besides the servants who cleaned it.

"Why do they fear me? What have I done?" She silently asked herself. Everyone always cheered and applauded the presence of Princess Celestia, bearer of light, keeper of the Sun. They loved her, and her daylight.

But with Luna, they were shy and fearful, afraid to say the wrong thing; or anything for that matter. They were always polite, but stiff. They always acknowledged her sister first, no matter the circumstance, even her Birth Hours. She sighed, leaning against a wall, just before the door leading to the balcony.