“Huzzah! I won again!” Luna giggled. “Master Hand, over the thousands of years that I’ve known you, I think you’re losing your edge.” Master Hand closed in, forming a fist while sticking its thumb out. It rotated its thumb and did a ‘kinda’ gesture. “Well, it was a wonderful time spending the day with you. Though next time to be a little more gentle when you inevitably foal napping me. Even if it’s traditional, this time I think you bruised something.”