After the mischief was done, it was time to leave.
Outside the treehouse, Celestia Fawkes's annoyed cursing could be heard: "Whoever slapped my bottom, don't let me catch you, or else..."
Luna Sutton quickly shrank back under the Invisibility Cloak, watching as Celestia charged into the treehouse with her skirt lifted.
This silly creature plopped herself down in front of the vanity, grabbed the flower essence from the rouge box, and smeared it on her face, muttering, "Don't let that scoundrel get away, or I'll skin them alive."
While smearing her face, she kept looking at her reflection in the water basin beside her.
"Ah! My face..."
Celestia suddenly let out a shriek, her face covered with tiny golden bumps, looking as if covered with silkworm eggs.
She held back her laughter to the point of stomach ache, wrapped in the Invisibility Cloak, she took the opportunity to sneak out of the treehouse.
