Mook Anon #4

>Walking around your special hell, on the moon, you look around for any of those weird Astronauts.
>You faintly hear, "Whur ded thet nurgur go?"
>Oh shit, time to run.
>Running, you find yourself in an area that you think you remember.
>Yeah! There's your shoe prints!
>Wait, what the shit? When did you go in a circle?
>It dawns on you, a thousand years on the moon.
>That's like a century, or somethin'!
>Suddenly!
>You hear a spell discharge.
>"Anon! Are you here!? Where are you?!"
>Hmph, sounds like Tellit, that cunt got you up here in the first place!
"Twalot?"
>"Anon! I'm so sorry, I didn't know that Celestia was going to react like that!"
"Are you here to help me? Because, I need to talk to you about something, after we get to Equestria."
>"Ok, Anon! I'll make this as easy as it can get."
>She starts to charge up the spell, and *pop*.
>Back on solid ground.
>"Anon, again, i'm really, really, really sorry for the mess with Celestia." She spews.
"Twilight- er I mean twitligit, why did you have to tell the princess in the first case?"
>"Because Anon, you're a Mook."
>...
>Fuck.
>This.
>Pone.