Atuhor's Nose: This is less a proper fan-fic and more a flash-fic, but I guess it's okay to put up. Slapped it together because I felt I needed to do something for the Happy Luna Fan-Fic Contest, even if this doesn't fit the requirements. Luna stood, staring in complete horror at the carnage she had wreaked across the castle kitchen. Various utensils had been scattered about, walls were covered in cream filling. Part of the counter was almost entirely covered in yolks and eggshells. The ceiling was wreathed in smoke emitting from the oven, the interior of which was covered in scorch marks and chocolate. Small candies had wedged themselves into the wall. "Luna? Are you in there?" Celestia called from the hallway neighboring the kitchen. "Um...no?" Luna said, slamming the oven shut. Celestia trotted in. "There you are, I've been looking for you all-" Celestia froze. It had been a long time since the kitchen had been in this state of disrepair and utter decimation. Luna forced a grin, trying to block Celestia's view. "Oh, uh, there was just a tiny accident, but uh...it's...um..." "You tried baking again, didn't you." Celestia sighed, recalling that that time was also the last time Luna had tried to bake something. Fine Cuisine still hadn't fully recovered. "I-I just wanted to make you a birthday cake..." Luna said, ears drooping. "Luna, you don't have to do that," Celestia said, trying to magically remove the flour from Luna's coat, "We have bakers." "Well, yes, but...I don't have anything to give you for a present and-" "Luna, you don't need to do anything special for my birthday," Celestia said, hugging Luna close with her wing, "Having you around is enough of a gift." Luna smiled. "Although we do need to get somepony in here to clean up, I think the remains of your cake about to crawl out the oven and start stalking the halls." "Sis!"
