Anemone was jealous that Moon was getting all Darkstalker's attention. Well, she had finally had it.
"Clean my room!" Demanded Anemone, pouty lips.
"No!" Said Moon.
"Well then, I enchant you to turn into a mop until this room is TWO MILLION PERCENT CLEAN!"
And so it was done, Moon was a mop.
Legend has it, Moon is still mopping the room to this day.
THE END