Fallen Kingdom

I didn't think twice about going into Celestia's room. I simply guessed that she wouldn't be doing anything other than waiting....

Oh well. She was taking a bubble-bath, but was also... enjoying herself in a rather productive manner. It wasn't that I was shocked by the fact that she was bathing, she never wore clothes anyway, it was just the wet squishing sound that didn't really sound like it came from the draining of water. I was disgusted. Thoroughly disgusted.

She blushed deeply and tried to bring an end to her pleasure, but failed. Instead, she just finished up and wrapped herself in a towel. She flapped over to where I was waiting, and I cleared my throat awkwardly. Discord giggled, and I nudged him with my elbow.

"Stop it! This is a princess!" I hissed. He stopped and I straightened up.

"Alright, I brought the jester. Do I need to leave or should I stay?" I asked. Tia nodded and waved a hoof.

"You can go, I only needed you to get him. Surely there's something to entertain you more than listening to me talk with Discord anyway, right?"

"You, princess. Of course." With that, I flew away and went to see a certain dragon I hadn't seen since... I didn't remeber the last time I'd seen Spike! Hurriedly, I flapped my wings and landed all too soon on the black marble porch of Spike's home.

"Spike?" I called out. There was a thud from inside the house, followed by a hollow "Oof!" and the door opened. But the creature who opened it was no dragon. Rather it was Spike's daughter. Her large bat wings were gracefully folded to her sides, and her large, spiraling white horn glowed with green fire. Her eyes were green, too. She looked just like Rarity. I could see it in her green mane- the sleek shine that made Rarity's mane the prettiest. And the young alicorn's eye's were shaped like Rarity's, too.

"Hello, Aurora. How are you?" I asked. The white mare shrugged.

"Been fine, I suppose. Dad's in the library. Follow me," Aurora unfurled her wings and flew up the stairs and into the loft of the giant five-story mansion.

"So what brings you here?" She asked me.

"I came to see your father. I haven't seen him in quite some time..." I trailed off, noting the intricate carvings made of gemstones of all colors. They were swirling patterns and made the shape of ponies. Six, total. There was a quartz pony with an amethyst mane, and an amethyst pony with a darker purple shade of the same stone for a mane. A pony with a fire-agate body and a yellow diamond mane.A pegasus was in the sapphire sky, wings outstretched, made of turquoise, and had a mane of garnet, fire agate, amethyst, and blue diamond. A smaller pegasus was on the ground. She was made of topaz with a gleaming pink mane made of pink sapphire. The last pony was all pink sapphire, and she was hopping among the emerald grass, balloons in her muzzle. And of course, there was Spike. He was amethyst, too, with jade spikes.

"Do you like them?" Aurora asked. I nodded deafly.

"They're... they're beautiful. I'm going to assume that you made them?"

"Yes. Dad said that the walls ought to be covered in carvings like these. I said that I only wanted them on the wall for the staircase. There's a carving of Discord and Fluttershy's wedding, and yours and Flash's. We even added the time when you all went out to lunch. I liked carving that scene." We were at the tope of the stairs, by then, and I thanked Aurora quietly before knocking on the door.

"Twilight!" Spike said. His voice was deep and he was very large. Wings sprouted from his back, and his teeth ere big and sharp.

"You look well, Spike." I said, bowing my head.

"Well, yes. I've been exercising. I've been trying to get Aurora to go with me, but she's refused, saying that she's an alicorn, she can eat and do- or not do in this case- whatever she wants and she'll be skinny as a twig. And while she's right, I want her to feel exhilarated by sweating and-"

"Spike that's disgusting. Even I don't like to sweat, and I've done it a lot in my day." I interrupted.

"Oh. Well, still, don't you think she should, I don't know, jog or something?" Spike asked.

"Well, she flies, that's good enough. I mean, she's a minor alicorn who is kind of like the ambassador to dragons. I think she might have more power than me, by the way." I giggled.

Spike waved his claws, as if to shrug off the accusation of his daughter's brilliance.

"Nah, you're fine for at least another six hundred years. She has the mentality of a teenager, and she's already, like, five-hundred."

"Alright, fine. Now, on to business. I came for two reasons. Number one, I missed you. Number two, I need your help."