Twilight and Luna collapsed upon the bed, both of them thoroughly exhausted from all the…“fun” they had been having. “That was…” started Twilight.

“Simply magical,” said Luna, “but it is starting to get late, and we need to get going.”

They both got shakingly out of bed, Luna actually wincing as she bumped a particular tender spot. “Love, not that we did not enjoy it, but did thou have to attack our rump so viciously?”

Twilight giggled, “Sorry, I just couldn’t help myself, it’s not my fault you have a cutie mark that demands exploration.”

It was a cheesy line and she knew it, but it seemed to win over the lunar mare, who Twilight had to assume was probably not used to such lines and therefore more susceptible to the less effective ones.

However, what Luna said next was not what she expected, or wanted to hear. “Oh our cutie mark is not that special, now Tia’s cutie mark, that is special, for it shines just as brightly as the sun she controls, where as ours only…”

Twilight cut her off with a kiss, knowing she needed to stop this thought fast, figuring a good kiss would do the trick. After giving it enough time for the kiss to leave the princess speechless, Twilight pulled away and looked her in the eyes, making sure she had her full attention before speaking. “Luna I don’t want you to ever say anything like that again you hear me, you have a beautiful cutie mark, as well as a beautiful talent.”

“But…”

Twilight kissed her again, “I said none of that, not until I have had my say. Now your talent is special my dear Luna, for without your moon, the night would be dark and foreboding, and without your stars, many ponies would not be able to find their way home when composes and maps fail them.”

Luna was in tears by this point, but they were tears of joy, for Twilight’s words had eased the pains in her heart. She drew the young mare in for one final kiss, this one tender and full of emotion as she hugged her young lover, till finally they broke apart.

“Thank thee love, we are most gracious for your words, it seems that much has changed from when we went mad, and we are thankful for it.”

Twilight giggled, causing Luna to tilt her head quizzically as she spoke, “prithee, what is so funny love?”

“Nothing,” said Twilight with a grin, “you just keep using the royal we a lot, reminds me of my old textbooks.”

Luna blushed, “We…I mean…my apologies, my mother raised me on the royal we, and I find it a very hard habit to break, even when others are helping.”

Twilight nodded, “Well don’t worry, I’m sure we’ll get you off that crazy habit soon, something tells me this is the kind of town which rubs off on you.”

Luna laughed, “Indeed, I remember long ago the same effect could be said for the Shetland Isles, I always had a nasty habit of going there prim and proper and coming back cursing like a sailor.”

This comment caused Twilight to laugh herself, for she had a hard time imaging Luna cursing like that. “Well hopefully Ponyville doesn’t have that kind of effect on you, but now we really have to get cleaned up.”

Luna nodded, getting up and heading into the bathroom, before poking her head out and staring at Twilight with an inviting smile, “Care to join me?”

“I’d rather wait,” said Twilight simply, lounging on the bed as she stared out the window at the sunrise.

“Well then, I’m afraid I am going to have to insist,” said Luna just as simply, lighting up her horn and picking up Twilight in her magic.

“Luna,” said Twilight in exasperation, looking like she was trying to swim through air as she tried to move back to her bed.

Luna simply giggled, guiding her into the shower and setting her down in front, turning on the water and heating it up as she grabbed some soap. “If it pleases you, I would like the honor of washing thee my lady.”

Twilight blushed and nodded, cooing a bit as she felt Luna’s hooves begin to work on her body, relaxing with a sigh as Luna spoke.

“You know, I have never been able to do this before, my sister always insisted on taking care of me before washing herself.”

“Well you’re a natural,” cooed Twilight, groaning as Luna hit a particularly sore spot.

“I’m just doing what my sister taught me,” said Luna, “she really is a good…”

*POP*

“AAAAHHHH,” moaned Twilight, slumping against Luna as her entire back relaxed; Luna having loosened a particularly bothersome muscle. “Thank the fucking mothers; you don’t know how long that muscle has been bothering me.”

“I had a feeling,” said Luna with a smirk, “now let’s see if I can find anymore “sore spots.”

“What is taking those two so long,” said Rainbow with a growl, “it didn’t even take me this long to make my first house!”

“Now calm down Rainbow,” said Applejack with a smirk, “Ah’m sure Twilight is just getting Luna set up prim and proper, she is a princess after all.”

“But that’s the thing, her own sister said to treat her like any other pony, so what kind of “special preparations” would Twilight need to make before they got over here?”

“Well Rainbow just because she is to be treated like a regular pony doesn’t mean she is not used to particular standards,” said Rarity. “She is after all high born, and Twilight, being Canterlot born herself, will know just what the young mare needs to make her feel at home.”

“Well I hope she’s not too demanding of Twilight,” said Fluttershy nervously, “I mean I know we haven’t known her long, but I don’t think she would handle stress well.”

One of the others was about to make a comment on this, when suddenly Pinkie zoomed past them, looking out the window before turning back to the crowd within and whispering, “There coming!”

Just as suddenly, and with the air of ponies who had been through many a Pinkie Pie party, the citizens of Ponyville hid themselves, till nothing was left but a discarded hat, which promptly got pulled under the flat floor rug.

It didn’t take long, Twilight and Luna walking in only to stop dead as Pinkie and her gests popped out of their hiding places to yell “SURPISE,” Bulky Biceps giving a loud “YEAH,” from his spot in the ceiling fan. Twilight and Luna stared in utter shock, their left eyes twitching a similar manner as they looked at the ponies in disbelief.

“How….?”

“Were….?”

“…I don’t even…?”

“…the ceiling fan…?”

Pinkie bounced over, giggling as the other ponies began mingling as she moved next to the princess. “Oh I’m so glad you both made it, now we can get this party started!”

Author's Note

Daws and feels all around, and of course Pinkie's crazy antics, hope you all enjoy, and as always if you have any questions or comments, please feel free to drop them on by, I love hearing from you guys.