Skyfall paused and looked at herself in the full length mirror. As she did she slowly twirled around admiring the vinyl maid’s outfit she was wearing.

“Yes. This should do.” The unicorn smiled and nodded her head.

With visual inspection completed she proudly strolled into the Throne Room. The massive chamber was devoid of any other pony. This made the room seem even larger. Skyfall’s gaze settled upon the two thrones of the Royal Sisters. Once again she looked around the room as she bit her lower lip and giggled to herself.

“I guess no harm would come if I sat on one of them for a second or two.”

Slowly she approached the thrones. Walking down the crimson red runner carpet she suddenly noticed a wooden end table sitting on the floor near the carpet. Resting upon it was a bottle of deep blue, black glass with a silver crescent moon emblazoned upon it. She’d never seen this table before.

She was within a few feet of the dais leading up to the thrones when suddenly she felt the floor beneath her hooves suddenly become spongy. Glancing down Skyfall saw her hooves sink into the carpet followed by the lower part of her legs. The carpet had transformed into a thick, viscous fluid.

As the mare struggled the stopper on the bottle popped open and rolled on the tabletop. A plume of deep blue smoke erupted and then coalesced into a genie version of the Princess of the Moon. Although instead of the classic harem garments Luna was wearing in navy blue dress uniform with silver trim.

Floating in midair Luna leaned forward and looked down at the still sinking unicorn and smiled.

“My, my Skyfall. You have some very interesting dreams.”