Letting Her Mane Down 2: Electric Boogalooby ValtyraChaptersChapter 1Chapter 2Chapter 3Chapter 4Chapter 5Chapter 1“Princess?” Celestia sighed, looking out of the window. She closed her eyes, picturing the way Pinkie Pie’s mane would bounce and rustle about every time she jumped. “Princess Celestia.” She opened her eyes and looked over to her advisor. He was a short, pudgy, brown coated pony with a light grey mane. He wore some spectacles on the end of his muzzle and had an almost permanent frown, from looking at documents all day. “What?” She asked, annoyed at being distracted from her fantasies. “We have to go over the tax reform, this is serious business here,” her advisor replied, getting frustrated by the princesses” unwillingness to work on tax documents; it was almost as if she didn’t enjoy it, but that was absurd, every pony likes tax. “Are you listening?” “Not really…” Celestia mumbled, taking care to not let him hear; she might have been an immortal ruler, but even she could get a migraine from one of his lectures. “Of course I am,” she lied. He didn’t look convinced, “I know this isn’t the most exciting discussion in the world, but you know we have to get this done by tomorrow. It’s New Year’s Eve, even I have places to be,” he explained, taking out a small document wrapped up in string. “Look over this and tell me if anything seems wrong.” “Fine,” she grunted, snatching it out of his grip with her magic and opening it up. As expected, it was extremely boring to read and soon, Celestia found her gaze wandering out and over the city. She wondered what Pinkie was up to. Whether she was having fun, not working on tax reforms with the most boring pony ever. Celestia had enough, she wanted to hang out with Pinkie Pie again and wouldn’t let something like a tax reform get in the way. “Number Crunch, I think I’m going to leave now,” she said, getting up from her desk. “Whoa, hold on. You can’t just leave, we haven’t finished,” he replied, following the Princess to the door. “I’m princess Celestia, if I want to leave, I can.” She leaned in, “Besides, I’ll double your salary if you finish it for me.” Number Crunch nodded enthusiastically and ran back to the desk, “Have a good time, wherever you’re going!” He immediately set to work on the documents. Celestia smiled. “Thank you,” she said, leaving the room. She looked down the hallway and decided she needed some parchment and made for her chambers. Walking inside, she trotted up to her desk and picked up a blank parchment and dipped a quill into her inkpot, swirling it around while she thought about what she wanted to write. “Aha,” she said, taking her quill out and pressed it down: “Dear Pinkie Pie, I feel embarrassed to be writing to you so late on New Year’s Eve, but I have a dire emergency. I don’t have any engagement to be at tonight. Well, more specifically, I don’t have any FUN engagements and was wondering if you would be willing to let me join you on whatever outing you have planned. Normally I wouldn’t ask such a thing without some time before the event, but I have been more busy than usual. I think I may need to let my mane down again, last time was “a blast”, as they say. Princess Celestia.” She looked it over and nodded. With a blast of magic, included a small note explaining how to reply to her and sent it on its way to Pinkie. She felt her heartbeat increase at the thought of spending time with Pinkie Pie. Celestia got up from her seat and trotted over to the Liquor cabinet. She rarely opened it, except for special occasions; to her, this counted as one of those times. Pulling out a small bottle of Applejack Daniels, she levitated over a glass and some water. She froze the water and cracked it into the glass, then filled it with the whisky. Taking a small sip, she grimaced at the taste. “I don’t know how ponies can drink this…” She mumbled, taking another sip; this time it didn’t taste as bad. Celestia walked over to her bed and laid down, her glass levitating next to her. She froze, “I can’t go to Pinkie’s event looking like this. I would steal her thunder by simply being there…” Her excitement fell as she knew she would have to cancel; sometimes she hated being a princess, she couldn’t just go out and spend time with her subjects. An idea hit her, she didn’t need to look like this. She could cast an illusion spell and blend in without any pony knowing it was her. Her excitement grew again and she jumped off her bed. Taking a larger sip and pouring herself some more whisky, Celestia began to imagine what sort of pony she wanted to look like; it had to be bright and bubbly. She was sure Pinkie was into those sorts of ponies. She froze again. “What if Pinkie isn’t into mares. I don’t think I could live that down,” Celestia thought out loud. “No, I have to take the chance, I will regret it if I don’t.” The princess took another sip and walked over to her mirror. She imagined herself as a multitude of different shapes and sizes, but ultimately decided on a bright yellow Pegasus. “Now, for a name.” She stood there and thought over a name to have, unfortunately nothing came to her. Huffing, she stomped her hoof and took a large sip of her whisky. She looked into her glass and wondered where her drink disappeared to. Shrugging, she placed the glass down on the table and went back to thinking. After about twenty minutes of thinking, it came to her. “Sunny Smiles,” She whispered, getting used to the name, rolling it on her tongue, making sure it suited her. “I think that would do nicely,” she said, nodding to herself in the mirror. She moved back slightly and felt something under her back hoof. Looking down, she saw her return envelope laying on the floor, slightly wrinkled. Gasping, Celestia picked it up and tore into the letter. “Hi Princess, I would love it if you joined me tonight. I have plans to go out on the town to celebrate the New Year. Unfortunately, the others are not able to join me, due to them being ill. But they assured me that I should go out and have fun. I tried to refuse, but they were quite insist-. They told me to go out. I will wait for you outside Sugarcube Corner. I can’t wait!” Chapter 2Celestia squeed and hugged the letter to her chest. This was going better than she had hoped. She placed the letter down gently and turned to the mirror. Casting the spell, she felt herself shrink down to the size of a normal pony. Her horn disappeared and her mane lost its solar wave, turning light pink. The next thing to change was her coat. She watched as it slowly lightened into a bright yellow; exactly as she had imagined. Turning to look at her rump, she determined it was the perfect size; not too big and not too small. She shook her head and poured another glass of whisky. Being an Alicorn had its downsides, one of them was that she needed more alcohol to get drunk. Celestia downed the liquid and threw the glass away, deciding to drink directly out of the bottle. If she was going to a party, she might as well turn up having a good time; plus she might gain the courage to ask Pinkie Pie out on a date. Checking the time, she gasped and quickly downed the rest of the bottle; nearly spilling it on the floor. She threw the empty bottle on her bed and charged a quick and crude teleport spell. She targeted Sugarcube Corner and cast it. With a snap, she was gone. Celestia appeared in a bright light outside Sugarcube Corner in a daze and stumbled slightly. Finding her footing, she stood up straight and breathed in, taking in a lungful of fresh air. Feeling refreshed and ready for anything, she checked that her disguise was still cast. Finding nothing wrong, she grinned. Looking about, but not finding Pinkie outside, her mood dropped as she imagined Pinkie having left on her own. Summoning up her courage, Celestia walked forward and knocked on the entrance. She heard some movement from inside and the door opened to show Pinkie Pie standing in the doorway. “Oh, hi there,” she greeted with her usual grin, “wait... I don’t know you.” “I don’t suppose you would,” Celestia replied, grinning, “I’m Sunny, Sunny Smiles.” Celestia held out a hoof. Pinkie shook it, but checked behind Celestia to see if she had turned up yet. “I’m sorry, I’m waiting for some pony special.” Celestia’s heart sped up. “Special, she said special,” she thought, frozen to the spot. “Hey, are you alright?” Pinkie asked, poking her with a hoof, “I was like this once, then Twilight poked me with her horn, it hurt. I should see what else I could poke ponies with...” Pinkie blurted out, bored with the strange pony on the doorstep. The Princess shook her head and smiled, “Pinkie Pie. It’s me, Celestia!” “You don’t look like her, I don’t like liars,” Pinkie frowned, then looked closer. She narrowed her eyes, as if piercing the very illusion that Celestia was wearing. “Oh, I’m sorry for calling you a liar, Princess.” “How did you...” Celestia muttered. “Never mind... Tonight I am Sunny Smiles, I didn’t want to ruin the party because of my title of Princess.” “Aw, that’s so thoughtful,” Pinkie said, grinning. “I was wondering when you’d turn up.” “Yeah sorry about that, I lost track of time.” “Where did you see it last?” Pinkie asked, completely serious for once. “No I didn’t actually lose...” Celestia laughed, “Shall we go before the year ends?” “Sure. I can help you look for your time tomorrow.” Celestia rolled her eyes and trotted out of the building, closing the door behind her. “Where were you going to go?” Celestia asked. “Oh yeah, I heard that scratch was hosting another party. Apparently it’s going to be the biggest, craziest one yet!” Pinkie shouted, obviously excited about the prospect of being part of the craziest party of the year. “Sounds good, is it invite?” “I don’t think so.” Pinkie looked over to Celestia, a smile on her lips, “it shouldn’t matter anyway, I know ways to get in,” she giggled. “Hmm,” Celestia said, narrowing her eyes at Pinkie, “you have ways?” “Yuperooni, I do,” Pinkie sang, hopping around Celestia. Celestia smiled and watched Pinkie, “She’s so happy and carefree; I wish I could have that...” Celestia thought. Soon enough, they made it to the club and lined up. There was a fair amount of ponies waiting outside, but the pair knew that inside, there would be so many more. “I can hardly believe I’m doing this!” Celestia shouted due to the noise from the building. Pinkie nodded, “I was surprised when you sent me that letter!” She paused for a second, just as the music quieted. “I would have expected you to go to some fancy-smash end of year ball.” “Yeah, Well I’ve never liked them, too many snobby ponies,” Celestia laughed. “I never had any pony to go out with.” Her eyes widened, “not that this is a date or anything!” Pinkie giggled and nodded. “I’m not saying I wouldn’t take you out, it’s just... oh gosh...” Celestia blushed and looked away, thoroughly embarrassed. Pinkie placed a hoof on Celestia’s shoulder, “Don’t worry,” she said, her voice gentle. “I wouldn’t mind,” she whispered into Celestia’s ear so quiet that the princess couldn’t be sure she actually said it. Celestia looked back at Pinkie and found her standing there, smiling. “Really?” She asked, wanting to know if she hadn’t just gone insane. Pinkie glanced at Celestia, “Let’s see where the night takes us,” she replied, her smile growing. Celestia stared at her, not believing that Pinkie Pie would actually let her take her out. But what did she mean by her reply? “Where would the night take us?” Celestia thought to herself, trying to make sense of it. “Come on!” Pinkie beamed, pulling Celestia by her hoof into the club. Chapter 3Celestia and Pinkie walked into the club and immediately regretted it. The music was so loud that they could swear that their ears were bleeding straight away. One of the door ponies trotted up to them, she saw that they were holding their ears and held up a piece of paper. "Take one of these! it helps with the noise!" It had written on it. The pony levitated two small pills over to them. The pair looked at each other and then back to the pills. Celestia, being more drunk than sensible, swallowed it and felt the pain in her ears slowly fade away; the noise lowering to a more reasonable level in her head. Pinkie didn’t look quite as convinced, but took it anyway. Feeling the same thing happen. She glanced at the door pony and saw she had vanished, nowhere to be seen. Turning to Pinkie, Celestia shouted, “Come on, first drinks are on me!” She laughed and pulled Pinkie further into the club. Everywhere they looked, every spot in the building was packed with ponies either dancing, making out or talking; when Scratch says it’ll be crazy, she means it. As they moved further in, their eyesight began to get obscured by the smoke that the multiple smoke machines were pouring onto the dance floor. Celestia was having a blast. The last time she had gone to a club, it had been at least thirty years back; it was a very different time, full of leg warmers and fuzzy hair. They made it to the bar and found a pair of chairs to sit on, “What do you want?” Celestia asked, somehow getting a server to notice her and walk over. “Tequila, please!” Pinkie grinned. Celestia turned to the server, “Two tequila and a triple whisky please.” The server looked her over, “Are you sure you can handle it?” Celestia gave him a look, “I know what I’m about. Trust me, I can handle it.” “Alright, on your head be it,” he replied, making the drinks. He lined the tequila up on the bar. Placing the lemon slice and salt shaker next to Pinkie, then the shots. Pinkie picked up the glass, placed some salt on her hoof and nodded. Celestia did the same and waited for her, “Here goes nothing.” Together, they downed the liquid, licked the salt and munched on the lemon, making the mandatory faces. Pinkie opened her eyes, saw Celestia’s face and laughed. Celestia joined in and soon they were holding their sides. “I’m supposed to be the drunk one here,” she said, grinning and touching Pinkie’s shoulder. She liked how Pinkie didn’t shy away from her touch. “I should do it...” Celestia thought, as she picked up her glass of whisky. Needing more courage, fake or not, she downed the whole thing while Pinkie was staring away at the dance floor. “Pinkie,” Celestia said, making Pinkie turn to her. Now was her chance, she had to take it or regret it for a very long time. “What’s u-” Pinkie asked, before receiving Celestia’s lips on her own. She closed her eyes and accepted them. Celestia pulled back and gasped, “I’m so sorry,” she said, “I didn’t know what came over me!” She lied, trying to save face, just in case Pinkie rejected her. “Sunny,” Pinkie beamed. “Kiss me again,” she ordered. Celestia was shocked, “Pinkie Pie wants me to actually kiss her...” she thought, only not in her head. Pinkie giggled, hearing all of it. “Yes, I would like that.” Celestia blushed, but didn’t look away. She kept her attention on Pinkie. “Let’s see where the night takes us,” Celestia said, getting up from her chair and pulling Pinkie onto the dance floor. As Pinkie was being dragged, she couldn’t help but shake her head. She was going to get that second kiss, by any means possible. The pair found a rare spot that didn’t have ponies so close to each other you could count their eyelashes and started to get into the rhythm of the music. Pinkie moved closer to Celestia. Their faces mere inches from the others, she could feel Celestia’s breath on her lips. She had a hard time thinking about dancing when such a prize was so close, waiting to be taken. But as much as she wanted these lips, she wanted Celestia’s other, larger lips. She wanted the Princess’s lips to kiss her, not Sunny’s. The only problem was that the princess couldn’t drop the spell, meaning Pinkie had to do one thing, invite her back to hers. Normally she wouldn’t, but the situation had changed and ever since the last time they were together, Pinkie had a hard time thinking about any pony else. She didn’t know what it was. Maybe it was Celestia’s large figure, Pinkie always did like the larger mares. Maybe it was the fact she was a Princess, as shallow as that sounds; there’s a lot of ponies that would try and get into bed with her, just for respect, but Pinkie wasn’t one of them. She watched Celestia dance and laughed. Celestia looked at Pinkie with a grin. In that moment, she knew why she was falling for her; it was her eyes. They were the same colour as her normal form, light magenta. Pinkie stared into them, imagining herself falling deep inside and not caring. Celestia tilted her head and smiled. Pinkie had enough, she needed to kiss her again before the end of the night. She leaned forwards, placed a hoof behind Celestia’s head and kissed her, infusing the kiss with everything she couldn’t hope to say normally. Chapter 4Pinkie felt like she was in heaven. It could have been the alcohol, or the vibrations from the sub-woofers, but her chest felt like it was full of butterflies. Celestia pushed into the kiss, and breathed in, prolonging the inevitable. She didn’t ever want to lose this feeling, but she knew they would have to go their separate ways after the night is over. There was simply too much distance between Pinkie Pie and Celestia. As if she had been slapped, Celestia felt Pinkie pull away. Then, she felt the most soothing feeling; Pinkie nuzzling her cheek. Celestia opened her eyes and saw Pinkie standing there, a spotlight placed right around her, framing her natural features and making them seem more godlike than her own. Celestia suddenly found her mouth dry. She wanted to tell Pinkie how she felt about her, about what was going to happen, but couldn’t bring herself to do it; she couldn’t ruin New Year’s Eve for her. Instead, the princess smiled and pulled Pinkie over to a spare booth off to the side and sat down next to her. “Hey,” Celestia said laughing as she caught her breath. “Hi...” Pinkie purred as she pushed Celestia back against the booth. She sprung and mashed her lips against Celestia’s, determined to enjoy herself, using the princess as her willing participant. Celestia wasn’t expecting this from the usually bubbly Pinkie, but it wasn’t like she didn’t want it either. They sat there making out for most of the night. Eventually, Pinkie gained enough courage to invite Celestia back to hers. She pulled back, “Hey Celle?” “Mhm?” Celestia replied, her eyes still closed. “Want to go somewhere more private?” Pinkie asked causing Celestia’s eyes to spring open. “You don’t have to, it’s just...” Pinkie shook her head, “never mind, it’s silly.” “Nothing you could say to me would be silly...” Celestia said, stroking Pinkie’s leg. She gave a small smile her nervousness returning, “Ilikeyoualot.” She blurted out. Celestia blinked, then grinned. She leaned up and cupped Pinkies cheek, “I like you too,” she said, holding her hoof. “Really? But...” “Please, let me finish,” Celestia asked. Pinkie nodded as she continued, “I enjoyed our last time together, I couldn’t get you out of my mind; I’ve been wanting to see you for so long; I too nervous to ask...” Pinkie looked at Celestia like she had just surprised her with the biggest, most delicious chocolate cake ever. “OhmygoshIcan”tbelieveyoulikemetoo!” She said, making some nearby ponies stare at her. She didn’t mind though, her attention was all on Celestia. The Princess giggled and placed a hoof on Pinkie’s mouth silencing her. She leaned in, closing her eyes seductively. “How about we go back to mine, I’m sure we’d have more privacy...” she purred, her warm breath blowing softly into Pinkie’s ear. Pinkie shivered with excitement and nuzzled Celestia, “That sounds like a perfect idea,” she replied, placing her hoof on the princess’s thigh and moving it up, inching her way to her rump. Celestia sighed, it had been so long since any pony had touched her like that. Her face blushed, her breathing sped up and she felt light headed from the blood rush, “We’re leaving now,” she stated, charging up her magic. Pinkie felt herself become lighter for a split second and gripped Celestia’s hoof and rump, scared she would float off. A couple of ponies gasped as they stared at Celestia, her horn shining through the illusion. She opened her eyes and cast a teleport spell, transporting her and Pinkie into her own chambers with a crack. Pinkie felt weird, she wasn’t sure which direction she was moving in; it could have been any which way. Landing in her chambers, Celestia used her magic to catch Pinkie before she landed hard on the ground. “Are you ok?” She asked, seeing Pinkie stumble about. “I’m... nope!” She replied, holding a hoof to her mouth. Celestia knew what was going on and levitated a large glass over. Pinkie turned around and hit herself being sick from the Princess. She felt horrible, and if she could disappear, she would in an instant. Celestia stroked Pinkie’s back. “I’m sorry, I should have thought about this...” she apologised, grimacing slightly at the sounds that Pinkie was making. She levitated over a small box of tissues and a glass of water. Pinkie took the glass and rinsed her mouth, then cleaned herself up. “Thank you, I don’t know what happened, normally I’m fine,” she said, turning to Celestia. “Maybe it was the tequila?” The princess suggested, shrugging. “Never mind though, do you want me to take you home?” Pinkie shook her head, “I don’t feel so bad anymore.” “Alright.” The princess remembered she still had her disguise on and de-cast the spell, closing her eyes. Pinkie watched in amazement as Celestia grew back to her normal size. Her horn reappeared and her wings expanded back into their full majesty. The one thing that Pinkie was staring at though, was Celestia’s rump as it inflated back to normal. Celestia reopened her eyes and saw Pinkie Pie staring at her rump, her mouth slightly open. Her face tinted slightly red, but she didn’t say anything; she liked the thought of Pinkie staring at her most private parts. Chapter 5"Like what you see?" Celestia asked, a slight playful tone seeping through. Pinkie's eyes shot up to her face and she blushed an even darker shade of red, "I...I, uh..." Celestia giggled and walked over to Pinkie, placing her hoof on her shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm used to ponies staring at me." She turned around and wiggled her rump, "Anyway, where were we?" "I was going to kiss you?" She said, smiling. Pinkie tilted her head to the side and brushed a few strands of mane out of her face. The Princess put a hoof to her chin, "Hmm, maybe..." She leaned in and pressed her lips up against Pinkie's, feeling the fire inside her shoot up and make her feel all giddy. How does she make me feel like this... Pinkie brought her hooves up and placed them on either side of Celestia's face, slowly caressing her cheeks. "Mmm," she moaned, closing her eyes and letting herself fall in the moment. Celestia felt her instincts kick in and nearly lost herself to them. Not this time, She thought, making sure sheila's a good grasp on her consciousness. Almost every time she had taken someone as a lover, they would start off nice and slow. Then it would escalate into more extreme forms as nothing normal would satisfy her. Over the thousands of years, she had grown tired of trivial love-making. Yet here she was, keeping herself in check, all for this one pink pony. Celestia pulled back and grinned, "Shall we take this to somewhere more comfortable?" Pinkie looked up and nodded, her smile growing larger. Celestia picked her up and levitated her over to the bed and placed her down. After, she stepped up and laid down next to her, pulling Pinkie into a snuggle. She kissed her again, this time more forcefully, more passionately. It wasn't long before Pinkie was moaning and pushing back. Pinkie broke the kiss and climbed on top of Celestia. She was sitting on her chest and looking down at her with a sultry grin. "Celestia?" She asked. "Yes?" She replied, looking up at Pinkie, her legs folding up by her chest. "Pinkie?" Pinkie Pie closed her eyes and and grinned. She ran her hooves through Celestia's silk-like coat and felt her strong, yet supple muscles writhe under her skin. At that moment, she just wanted to be held by those long, slender legs and kissed for all eternity; yet she couldn't. "I have to ask..." Pinkie started, but teetered off at the end. She left the air quiet for a couple of seconds, deciding how to phrase the next sentence properly. "What are we?" Celestia looked up at Pinkie with confusion. "What do you mean?" "I know you like me, but what about after this?" "After this, we'll make it work. I've done it before, I can do it again," Celestia replied, stroking Pinkie's leg. "Nopony can tell me what to do, especially with my private life." "You're a Princess and I'm just a baker..." Pinkie looked away, her ears folding down. "Nopony would take me seriously; they already call me names. Not in front of me, but I hear them." "I don't care if they install a," Celestia shudders for a moment, "democracy, I'll still want to be with you." She thought for a moment, "Let me show you what we are." Pinkie gained a confused look, then she's pulled down and locked in a kiss. Celestia chargesd her horn up and casted a memory spell to show Pinkie how much she had been thinking of her. Celestia let go of Pinkie and leaned back, feeling Pinkie lay on top of herself. Pinkie Pie was gasping and had a content smile on her face, "Wow, that was," she caught her breath, "intense." "Yeah, I only used it once before..." Celestia looked away, a small smile making its way onto her face. She quickly looked back, "Pinkie, I want you to be my everything." "I could be whatever you wanted, whoever you wanted." Celestia reached up, cupping Pinkie's cheek, "I know it seems strange, but I want us to be together and this is the only way I see it happening." Pinkie frowned and looked down, "I... What happens when I grow old. Will you find someone younger?" Her ears fold down and her hair flattens as tears fill her eyes. "Look at me," Pinkie slowly looked up at Celestia's face to see her smiling. "I have lost so many ponies... I've learned to get the most out of the time we have. I would never leave you, because I would never want to." Pinkie leaned forward, uncertainty inching its way out of her mind. She had a couple of inches to go, but stopsed. "Who was it that you used the spell on last?" She whispered. "Starswirl. He was... Eccentric." Celestia chucklesd. "Guess I like the random on-." Pinkie Pie pushed her lips down, interrupting Celestia. She leaned in and wraped her legs around Celestia's neck, stretching her body along the Princess's own. Moaning, she broke the kiss and nuzzled her on the cheek, "Yes, I'll be your special somepony."
Chapter 1“Princess?” Celestia sighed, looking out of the window. She closed her eyes, picturing the way Pinkie Pie’s mane would bounce and rustle about every time she jumped. “Princess Celestia.” She opened her eyes and looked over to her advisor. He was a short, pudgy, brown coated pony with a light grey mane. He wore some spectacles on the end of his muzzle and had an almost permanent frown, from looking at documents all day. “What?” She asked, annoyed at being distracted from her fantasies. “We have to go over the tax reform, this is serious business here,” her advisor replied, getting frustrated by the princesses” unwillingness to work on tax documents; it was almost as if she didn’t enjoy it, but that was absurd, every pony likes tax. “Are you listening?” “Not really…” Celestia mumbled, taking care to not let him hear; she might have been an immortal ruler, but even she could get a migraine from one of his lectures. “Of course I am,” she lied. He didn’t look convinced, “I know this isn’t the most exciting discussion in the world, but you know we have to get this done by tomorrow. It’s New Year’s Eve, even I have places to be,” he explained, taking out a small document wrapped up in string. “Look over this and tell me if anything seems wrong.” “Fine,” she grunted, snatching it out of his grip with her magic and opening it up. As expected, it was extremely boring to read and soon, Celestia found her gaze wandering out and over the city. She wondered what Pinkie was up to. Whether she was having fun, not working on tax reforms with the most boring pony ever. Celestia had enough, she wanted to hang out with Pinkie Pie again and wouldn’t let something like a tax reform get in the way. “Number Crunch, I think I’m going to leave now,” she said, getting up from her desk. “Whoa, hold on. You can’t just leave, we haven’t finished,” he replied, following the Princess to the door. “I’m princess Celestia, if I want to leave, I can.” She leaned in, “Besides, I’ll double your salary if you finish it for me.” Number Crunch nodded enthusiastically and ran back to the desk, “Have a good time, wherever you’re going!” He immediately set to work on the documents. Celestia smiled. “Thank you,” she said, leaving the room. She looked down the hallway and decided she needed some parchment and made for her chambers. Walking inside, she trotted up to her desk and picked up a blank parchment and dipped a quill into her inkpot, swirling it around while she thought about what she wanted to write. “Aha,” she said, taking her quill out and pressed it down: “Dear Pinkie Pie, I feel embarrassed to be writing to you so late on New Year’s Eve, but I have a dire emergency. I don’t have any engagement to be at tonight. Well, more specifically, I don’t have any FUN engagements and was wondering if you would be willing to let me join you on whatever outing you have planned. Normally I wouldn’t ask such a thing without some time before the event, but I have been more busy than usual. I think I may need to let my mane down again, last time was “a blast”, as they say. Princess Celestia.” She looked it over and nodded. With a blast of magic, included a small note explaining how to reply to her and sent it on its way to Pinkie. She felt her heartbeat increase at the thought of spending time with Pinkie Pie. Celestia got up from her seat and trotted over to the Liquor cabinet. She rarely opened it, except for special occasions; to her, this counted as one of those times. Pulling out a small bottle of Applejack Daniels, she levitated over a glass and some water. She froze the water and cracked it into the glass, then filled it with the whisky. Taking a small sip, she grimaced at the taste. “I don’t know how ponies can drink this…” She mumbled, taking another sip; this time it didn’t taste as bad. Celestia walked over to her bed and laid down, her glass levitating next to her. She froze, “I can’t go to Pinkie’s event looking like this. I would steal her thunder by simply being there…” Her excitement fell as she knew she would have to cancel; sometimes she hated being a princess, she couldn’t just go out and spend time with her subjects. An idea hit her, she didn’t need to look like this. She could cast an illusion spell and blend in without any pony knowing it was her. Her excitement grew again and she jumped off her bed. Taking a larger sip and pouring herself some more whisky, Celestia began to imagine what sort of pony she wanted to look like; it had to be bright and bubbly. She was sure Pinkie was into those sorts of ponies. She froze again. “What if Pinkie isn’t into mares. I don’t think I could live that down,” Celestia thought out loud. “No, I have to take the chance, I will regret it if I don’t.” The princess took another sip and walked over to her mirror. She imagined herself as a multitude of different shapes and sizes, but ultimately decided on a bright yellow Pegasus. “Now, for a name.” She stood there and thought over a name to have, unfortunately nothing came to her. Huffing, she stomped her hoof and took a large sip of her whisky. She looked into her glass and wondered where her drink disappeared to. Shrugging, she placed the glass down on the table and went back to thinking. After about twenty minutes of thinking, it came to her. “Sunny Smiles,” She whispered, getting used to the name, rolling it on her tongue, making sure it suited her. “I think that would do nicely,” she said, nodding to herself in the mirror. She moved back slightly and felt something under her back hoof. Looking down, she saw her return envelope laying on the floor, slightly wrinkled. Gasping, Celestia picked it up and tore into the letter. “Hi Princess, I would love it if you joined me tonight. I have plans to go out on the town to celebrate the New Year. Unfortunately, the others are not able to join me, due to them being ill. But they assured me that I should go out and have fun. I tried to refuse, but they were quite insist-. They told me to go out. I will wait for you outside Sugarcube Corner. I can’t wait!”
Chapter 2Celestia squeed and hugged the letter to her chest. This was going better than she had hoped. She placed the letter down gently and turned to the mirror. Casting the spell, she felt herself shrink down to the size of a normal pony. Her horn disappeared and her mane lost its solar wave, turning light pink. The next thing to change was her coat. She watched as it slowly lightened into a bright yellow; exactly as she had imagined. Turning to look at her rump, she determined it was the perfect size; not too big and not too small. She shook her head and poured another glass of whisky. Being an Alicorn had its downsides, one of them was that she needed more alcohol to get drunk. Celestia downed the liquid and threw the glass away, deciding to drink directly out of the bottle. If she was going to a party, she might as well turn up having a good time; plus she might gain the courage to ask Pinkie Pie out on a date. Checking the time, she gasped and quickly downed the rest of the bottle; nearly spilling it on the floor. She threw the empty bottle on her bed and charged a quick and crude teleport spell. She targeted Sugarcube Corner and cast it. With a snap, she was gone. Celestia appeared in a bright light outside Sugarcube Corner in a daze and stumbled slightly. Finding her footing, she stood up straight and breathed in, taking in a lungful of fresh air. Feeling refreshed and ready for anything, she checked that her disguise was still cast. Finding nothing wrong, she grinned. Looking about, but not finding Pinkie outside, her mood dropped as she imagined Pinkie having left on her own. Summoning up her courage, Celestia walked forward and knocked on the entrance. She heard some movement from inside and the door opened to show Pinkie Pie standing in the doorway. “Oh, hi there,” she greeted with her usual grin, “wait... I don’t know you.” “I don’t suppose you would,” Celestia replied, grinning, “I’m Sunny, Sunny Smiles.” Celestia held out a hoof. Pinkie shook it, but checked behind Celestia to see if she had turned up yet. “I’m sorry, I’m waiting for some pony special.” Celestia’s heart sped up. “Special, she said special,” she thought, frozen to the spot. “Hey, are you alright?” Pinkie asked, poking her with a hoof, “I was like this once, then Twilight poked me with her horn, it hurt. I should see what else I could poke ponies with...” Pinkie blurted out, bored with the strange pony on the doorstep. The Princess shook her head and smiled, “Pinkie Pie. It’s me, Celestia!” “You don’t look like her, I don’t like liars,” Pinkie frowned, then looked closer. She narrowed her eyes, as if piercing the very illusion that Celestia was wearing. “Oh, I’m sorry for calling you a liar, Princess.” “How did you...” Celestia muttered. “Never mind... Tonight I am Sunny Smiles, I didn’t want to ruin the party because of my title of Princess.” “Aw, that’s so thoughtful,” Pinkie said, grinning. “I was wondering when you’d turn up.” “Yeah sorry about that, I lost track of time.” “Where did you see it last?” Pinkie asked, completely serious for once. “No I didn’t actually lose...” Celestia laughed, “Shall we go before the year ends?” “Sure. I can help you look for your time tomorrow.” Celestia rolled her eyes and trotted out of the building, closing the door behind her. “Where were you going to go?” Celestia asked. “Oh yeah, I heard that scratch was hosting another party. Apparently it’s going to be the biggest, craziest one yet!” Pinkie shouted, obviously excited about the prospect of being part of the craziest party of the year. “Sounds good, is it invite?” “I don’t think so.” Pinkie looked over to Celestia, a smile on her lips, “it shouldn’t matter anyway, I know ways to get in,” she giggled. “Hmm,” Celestia said, narrowing her eyes at Pinkie, “you have ways?” “Yuperooni, I do,” Pinkie sang, hopping around Celestia. Celestia smiled and watched Pinkie, “She’s so happy and carefree; I wish I could have that...” Celestia thought. Soon enough, they made it to the club and lined up. There was a fair amount of ponies waiting outside, but the pair knew that inside, there would be so many more. “I can hardly believe I’m doing this!” Celestia shouted due to the noise from the building. Pinkie nodded, “I was surprised when you sent me that letter!” She paused for a second, just as the music quieted. “I would have expected you to go to some fancy-smash end of year ball.” “Yeah, Well I’ve never liked them, too many snobby ponies,” Celestia laughed. “I never had any pony to go out with.” Her eyes widened, “not that this is a date or anything!” Pinkie giggled and nodded. “I’m not saying I wouldn’t take you out, it’s just... oh gosh...” Celestia blushed and looked away, thoroughly embarrassed. Pinkie placed a hoof on Celestia’s shoulder, “Don’t worry,” she said, her voice gentle. “I wouldn’t mind,” she whispered into Celestia’s ear so quiet that the princess couldn’t be sure she actually said it. Celestia looked back at Pinkie and found her standing there, smiling. “Really?” She asked, wanting to know if she hadn’t just gone insane. Pinkie glanced at Celestia, “Let’s see where the night takes us,” she replied, her smile growing. Celestia stared at her, not believing that Pinkie Pie would actually let her take her out. But what did she mean by her reply? “Where would the night take us?” Celestia thought to herself, trying to make sense of it. “Come on!” Pinkie beamed, pulling Celestia by her hoof into the club.
Chapter 3Celestia and Pinkie walked into the club and immediately regretted it. The music was so loud that they could swear that their ears were bleeding straight away. One of the door ponies trotted up to them, she saw that they were holding their ears and held up a piece of paper. "Take one of these! it helps with the noise!" It had written on it. The pony levitated two small pills over to them. The pair looked at each other and then back to the pills. Celestia, being more drunk than sensible, swallowed it and felt the pain in her ears slowly fade away; the noise lowering to a more reasonable level in her head. Pinkie didn’t look quite as convinced, but took it anyway. Feeling the same thing happen. She glanced at the door pony and saw she had vanished, nowhere to be seen. Turning to Pinkie, Celestia shouted, “Come on, first drinks are on me!” She laughed and pulled Pinkie further into the club. Everywhere they looked, every spot in the building was packed with ponies either dancing, making out or talking; when Scratch says it’ll be crazy, she means it. As they moved further in, their eyesight began to get obscured by the smoke that the multiple smoke machines were pouring onto the dance floor. Celestia was having a blast. The last time she had gone to a club, it had been at least thirty years back; it was a very different time, full of leg warmers and fuzzy hair. They made it to the bar and found a pair of chairs to sit on, “What do you want?” Celestia asked, somehow getting a server to notice her and walk over. “Tequila, please!” Pinkie grinned. Celestia turned to the server, “Two tequila and a triple whisky please.” The server looked her over, “Are you sure you can handle it?” Celestia gave him a look, “I know what I’m about. Trust me, I can handle it.” “Alright, on your head be it,” he replied, making the drinks. He lined the tequila up on the bar. Placing the lemon slice and salt shaker next to Pinkie, then the shots. Pinkie picked up the glass, placed some salt on her hoof and nodded. Celestia did the same and waited for her, “Here goes nothing.” Together, they downed the liquid, licked the salt and munched on the lemon, making the mandatory faces. Pinkie opened her eyes, saw Celestia’s face and laughed. Celestia joined in and soon they were holding their sides. “I’m supposed to be the drunk one here,” she said, grinning and touching Pinkie’s shoulder. She liked how Pinkie didn’t shy away from her touch. “I should do it...” Celestia thought, as she picked up her glass of whisky. Needing more courage, fake or not, she downed the whole thing while Pinkie was staring away at the dance floor. “Pinkie,” Celestia said, making Pinkie turn to her. Now was her chance, she had to take it or regret it for a very long time. “What’s u-” Pinkie asked, before receiving Celestia’s lips on her own. She closed her eyes and accepted them. Celestia pulled back and gasped, “I’m so sorry,” she said, “I didn’t know what came over me!” She lied, trying to save face, just in case Pinkie rejected her. “Sunny,” Pinkie beamed. “Kiss me again,” she ordered. Celestia was shocked, “Pinkie Pie wants me to actually kiss her...” she thought, only not in her head. Pinkie giggled, hearing all of it. “Yes, I would like that.” Celestia blushed, but didn’t look away. She kept her attention on Pinkie. “Let’s see where the night takes us,” Celestia said, getting up from her chair and pulling Pinkie onto the dance floor. As Pinkie was being dragged, she couldn’t help but shake her head. She was going to get that second kiss, by any means possible. The pair found a rare spot that didn’t have ponies so close to each other you could count their eyelashes and started to get into the rhythm of the music. Pinkie moved closer to Celestia. Their faces mere inches from the others, she could feel Celestia’s breath on her lips. She had a hard time thinking about dancing when such a prize was so close, waiting to be taken. But as much as she wanted these lips, she wanted Celestia’s other, larger lips. She wanted the Princess’s lips to kiss her, not Sunny’s. The only problem was that the princess couldn’t drop the spell, meaning Pinkie had to do one thing, invite her back to hers. Normally she wouldn’t, but the situation had changed and ever since the last time they were together, Pinkie had a hard time thinking about any pony else. She didn’t know what it was. Maybe it was Celestia’s large figure, Pinkie always did like the larger mares. Maybe it was the fact she was a Princess, as shallow as that sounds; there’s a lot of ponies that would try and get into bed with her, just for respect, but Pinkie wasn’t one of them. She watched Celestia dance and laughed. Celestia looked at Pinkie with a grin. In that moment, she knew why she was falling for her; it was her eyes. They were the same colour as her normal form, light magenta. Pinkie stared into them, imagining herself falling deep inside and not caring. Celestia tilted her head and smiled. Pinkie had enough, she needed to kiss her again before the end of the night. She leaned forwards, placed a hoof behind Celestia’s head and kissed her, infusing the kiss with everything she couldn’t hope to say normally.
Chapter 4Pinkie felt like she was in heaven. It could have been the alcohol, or the vibrations from the sub-woofers, but her chest felt like it was full of butterflies. Celestia pushed into the kiss, and breathed in, prolonging the inevitable. She didn’t ever want to lose this feeling, but she knew they would have to go their separate ways after the night is over. There was simply too much distance between Pinkie Pie and Celestia. As if she had been slapped, Celestia felt Pinkie pull away. Then, she felt the most soothing feeling; Pinkie nuzzling her cheek. Celestia opened her eyes and saw Pinkie standing there, a spotlight placed right around her, framing her natural features and making them seem more godlike than her own. Celestia suddenly found her mouth dry. She wanted to tell Pinkie how she felt about her, about what was going to happen, but couldn’t bring herself to do it; she couldn’t ruin New Year’s Eve for her. Instead, the princess smiled and pulled Pinkie over to a spare booth off to the side and sat down next to her. “Hey,” Celestia said laughing as she caught her breath. “Hi...” Pinkie purred as she pushed Celestia back against the booth. She sprung and mashed her lips against Celestia’s, determined to enjoy herself, using the princess as her willing participant. Celestia wasn’t expecting this from the usually bubbly Pinkie, but it wasn’t like she didn’t want it either. They sat there making out for most of the night. Eventually, Pinkie gained enough courage to invite Celestia back to hers. She pulled back, “Hey Celle?” “Mhm?” Celestia replied, her eyes still closed. “Want to go somewhere more private?” Pinkie asked causing Celestia’s eyes to spring open. “You don’t have to, it’s just...” Pinkie shook her head, “never mind, it’s silly.” “Nothing you could say to me would be silly...” Celestia said, stroking Pinkie’s leg. She gave a small smile her nervousness returning, “Ilikeyoualot.” She blurted out. Celestia blinked, then grinned. She leaned up and cupped Pinkies cheek, “I like you too,” she said, holding her hoof. “Really? But...” “Please, let me finish,” Celestia asked. Pinkie nodded as she continued, “I enjoyed our last time together, I couldn’t get you out of my mind; I’ve been wanting to see you for so long; I too nervous to ask...” Pinkie looked at Celestia like she had just surprised her with the biggest, most delicious chocolate cake ever. “OhmygoshIcan”tbelieveyoulikemetoo!” She said, making some nearby ponies stare at her. She didn’t mind though, her attention was all on Celestia. The Princess giggled and placed a hoof on Pinkie’s mouth silencing her. She leaned in, closing her eyes seductively. “How about we go back to mine, I’m sure we’d have more privacy...” she purred, her warm breath blowing softly into Pinkie’s ear. Pinkie shivered with excitement and nuzzled Celestia, “That sounds like a perfect idea,” she replied, placing her hoof on the princess’s thigh and moving it up, inching her way to her rump. Celestia sighed, it had been so long since any pony had touched her like that. Her face blushed, her breathing sped up and she felt light headed from the blood rush, “We’re leaving now,” she stated, charging up her magic. Pinkie felt herself become lighter for a split second and gripped Celestia’s hoof and rump, scared she would float off. A couple of ponies gasped as they stared at Celestia, her horn shining through the illusion. She opened her eyes and cast a teleport spell, transporting her and Pinkie into her own chambers with a crack. Pinkie felt weird, she wasn’t sure which direction she was moving in; it could have been any which way. Landing in her chambers, Celestia used her magic to catch Pinkie before she landed hard on the ground. “Are you ok?” She asked, seeing Pinkie stumble about. “I’m... nope!” She replied, holding a hoof to her mouth. Celestia knew what was going on and levitated a large glass over. Pinkie turned around and hit herself being sick from the Princess. She felt horrible, and if she could disappear, she would in an instant. Celestia stroked Pinkie’s back. “I’m sorry, I should have thought about this...” she apologised, grimacing slightly at the sounds that Pinkie was making. She levitated over a small box of tissues and a glass of water. Pinkie took the glass and rinsed her mouth, then cleaned herself up. “Thank you, I don’t know what happened, normally I’m fine,” she said, turning to Celestia. “Maybe it was the tequila?” The princess suggested, shrugging. “Never mind though, do you want me to take you home?” Pinkie shook her head, “I don’t feel so bad anymore.” “Alright.” The princess remembered she still had her disguise on and de-cast the spell, closing her eyes. Pinkie watched in amazement as Celestia grew back to her normal size. Her horn reappeared and her wings expanded back into their full majesty. The one thing that Pinkie was staring at though, was Celestia’s rump as it inflated back to normal. Celestia reopened her eyes and saw Pinkie Pie staring at her rump, her mouth slightly open. Her face tinted slightly red, but she didn’t say anything; she liked the thought of Pinkie staring at her most private parts.
Chapter 5"Like what you see?" Celestia asked, a slight playful tone seeping through. Pinkie's eyes shot up to her face and she blushed an even darker shade of red, "I...I, uh..." Celestia giggled and walked over to Pinkie, placing her hoof on her shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm used to ponies staring at me." She turned around and wiggled her rump, "Anyway, where were we?" "I was going to kiss you?" She said, smiling. Pinkie tilted her head to the side and brushed a few strands of mane out of her face. The Princess put a hoof to her chin, "Hmm, maybe..." She leaned in and pressed her lips up against Pinkie's, feeling the fire inside her shoot up and make her feel all giddy. How does she make me feel like this... Pinkie brought her hooves up and placed them on either side of Celestia's face, slowly caressing her cheeks. "Mmm," she moaned, closing her eyes and letting herself fall in the moment. Celestia felt her instincts kick in and nearly lost herself to them. Not this time, She thought, making sure sheila's a good grasp on her consciousness. Almost every time she had taken someone as a lover, they would start off nice and slow. Then it would escalate into more extreme forms as nothing normal would satisfy her. Over the thousands of years, she had grown tired of trivial love-making. Yet here she was, keeping herself in check, all for this one pink pony. Celestia pulled back and grinned, "Shall we take this to somewhere more comfortable?" Pinkie looked up and nodded, her smile growing larger. Celestia picked her up and levitated her over to the bed and placed her down. After, she stepped up and laid down next to her, pulling Pinkie into a snuggle. She kissed her again, this time more forcefully, more passionately. It wasn't long before Pinkie was moaning and pushing back. Pinkie broke the kiss and climbed on top of Celestia. She was sitting on her chest and looking down at her with a sultry grin. "Celestia?" She asked. "Yes?" She replied, looking up at Pinkie, her legs folding up by her chest. "Pinkie?" Pinkie Pie closed her eyes and and grinned. She ran her hooves through Celestia's silk-like coat and felt her strong, yet supple muscles writhe under her skin. At that moment, she just wanted to be held by those long, slender legs and kissed for all eternity; yet she couldn't. "I have to ask..." Pinkie started, but teetered off at the end. She left the air quiet for a couple of seconds, deciding how to phrase the next sentence properly. "What are we?" Celestia looked up at Pinkie with confusion. "What do you mean?" "I know you like me, but what about after this?" "After this, we'll make it work. I've done it before, I can do it again," Celestia replied, stroking Pinkie's leg. "Nopony can tell me what to do, especially with my private life." "You're a Princess and I'm just a baker..." Pinkie looked away, her ears folding down. "Nopony would take me seriously; they already call me names. Not in front of me, but I hear them." "I don't care if they install a," Celestia shudders for a moment, "democracy, I'll still want to be with you." She thought for a moment, "Let me show you what we are." Pinkie gained a confused look, then she's pulled down and locked in a kiss. Celestia chargesd her horn up and casted a memory spell to show Pinkie how much she had been thinking of her. Celestia let go of Pinkie and leaned back, feeling Pinkie lay on top of herself. Pinkie Pie was gasping and had a content smile on her face, "Wow, that was," she caught her breath, "intense." "Yeah, I only used it once before..." Celestia looked away, a small smile making its way onto her face. She quickly looked back, "Pinkie, I want you to be my everything." "I could be whatever you wanted, whoever you wanted." Celestia reached up, cupping Pinkie's cheek, "I know it seems strange, but I want us to be together and this is the only way I see it happening." Pinkie frowned and looked down, "I... What happens when I grow old. Will you find someone younger?" Her ears fold down and her hair flattens as tears fill her eyes. "Look at me," Pinkie slowly looked up at Celestia's face to see her smiling. "I have lost so many ponies... I've learned to get the most out of the time we have. I would never leave you, because I would never want to." Pinkie leaned forward, uncertainty inching its way out of her mind. She had a couple of inches to go, but stopsed. "Who was it that you used the spell on last?" She whispered. "Starswirl. He was... Eccentric." Celestia chucklesd. "Guess I like the random on-." Pinkie Pie pushed her lips down, interrupting Celestia. She leaned in and wraped her legs around Celestia's neck, stretching her body along the Princess's own. Moaning, she broke the kiss and nuzzled her on the cheek, "Yes, I'll be your special somepony."
