This story begins a very, very long time ago with a ten-year-old boy named Stan marsh. One day, Stan spotted a rusted starship holding an eight-year-old girl.
"What's your name? Are you lost?" Stan asked the little girl.
"I'm Luna, and I'm waiting for my sister Celestia. She's coming for me on a chariot!" said the little girl, who had been waiting day and night.
"Don't worry. I'll wait with you," Stan promised Luna.
At nightfall, Stan borrowed his father's telescope and peered into the sky. He looked and looked, but he saw nothing. Hours turned into days and then years, but still the sky revealed nothing.
Finally, Stan said to Luna, "If we stay here looking much longer, I'll be a high school senior soon."
But then he had an idea.
"Why don't we go out there and find your sister ourselves?"
Stan and Luna fixed up the rusty starship, and then the two set sail into the starry sky.
The search for Luna's sister began