I've been waiting for you

I've been waiting for you
by Neorenamon

After the little incident in the bathtub, Celestia went to bed with one of the Twilights. They lay together on the new upstairs bed as they faced each other, entwined in each others legs. Their forelegs were wrapped about their barrels as they pressed them against each other.

"I'm not sure which of you I have," said Celestia, "but I know at least part of you is my Twilight Sparkle."

"You want to know if I still love you?" she asked back.

She nodded.

"Of course I still love you," she replied as she kissed Celestia on the cheek, "but..."

"But?"

"There is just is little thing I've been wondering about... for some time..."

"Please feel free to ask me," said Celestia softly into her ear.

"It's just that..."

"Uh-huh."

There was an awkward silence between them for a few seconds before the violet alicorn blurt out, "I just gotta know how fast you can really fly!"

"I guess that must be Dash talking."

"Partly, I suppose. Dash never really thought about that. She just assumed she was a better flier than you. But I would like to know for sure."

"Well, I haven't really raced anyone since I raced Luna as a foal..."

"Then we need to race today!"

"How would that help?" asked Celestia as she raised an eyebrow.

"Well, if you raced the two of us Twilights," she mused, "I would find out what I'm interested in knowing plus I'm theorizing that the one of us who is fastest would be the original Rainbow Dash. She's definitely a better flier than Twilight Sparkle."

"I suppose it couldn't hurt to try," replied Celestia evenly, "but we need to move this away from town."

"Why?"

"Well think about it, my love," she replied, "If both of you are capable of a Sonic Rainboom, what might happen if there is a Double Rainboom right over Ponyville?"

"I see your point," Twilight said, "So then we cannot use Sweet Apple Acres or Fluttershy's Sanctum for the same reasons. While some consider the Everfree Forest as acceptable damage, I wouldn't want to upset Zecora."

"I have an idea."

"Go on."

"There's almost no native life in Ghastly Gorge..."

"Except for the Quarray Eels, but we can fly over them."

"Exactly. We can fly over the whole thing," replied Celestia, "After all, we are looking to see which of you can perform a Sonic Rainboom."

"So the Quarray Eels would be safe in their holes."

She nodded. "We can also look for a mansion site in the area while we're doing that," she added.

"I guess we just need to convince Luna and the other me that this is a good idea," she mused, "But there's also one other... little thing..."

"What's that?"

"If I was impregnated by you,.. would you... love our love child?"

"Why are you asking that now?"

"Your... uh... erection is rubbing my... uh... stomach."

"Sorry!" said Celstia quickly.

"If it's a curse, I guess you can't really do much about it."

Celestia closed her eyes. "I must regain control," she said through clenched teeth, "I... must... be... regal..." Seconds passed which stretched into minutes before she said, "Ah, I think it's getting softer."

"If anyone's better than a curse," said Twilight softly, "It's you." She leaned in to kiss her on the cheek.

"Oh," moaned Celestia as she felt the erection come right back, "But not as much as I would like."

"I guess I shouldn't have done it," she replied, "But just to let you know, if we did have a foal, I'd love them just as much as I love you. I promise."

"Even if the curse made them... unusual?"

"No matter what they looked like on the outside, I'll love them just the same."

The two smiled as they looked into each others eyes.

"But perhaps it would be best if you turned over," said Twilight softly, "That way, your erection would be pointing in a... ah... safe direction."

"That sounds sage," she replied as she rolled over. While Celestia was no longer holding her, Twilight was now spooning her.

"Please don't think badly of me," she whimpered, "If I..."

"Apparently Spike is apparently used to that kind of mess, so go right ahead my love."

Twilight didn't have to look to know what she was doing. The changes in her breathing told her everything she needed to know. That and the shifting of her forelegs.
...

Twilight and Luna lay back to back in the downstairs bed.

"So how can we resolve this little issue of ours?" asked Twilight, as she knew Luna was still awake.

"Big sister claims she can love us both equally," replied the Princess of the Moon.

"You know that's not realistic, right?"

"Deep down, we fear that we have to agree with you."

"And neither of us will be comfortable until we know for sure which one of us is more highly regarded by Celestia."

"We agree," said Luna, "but how do you think we can resolve this little matter?"

"Since I'm at least part Rainbow Dash, that does seem to complicate matters."

"Perhaps this can wait."

"With the curse on Celestia, I think this issue must be resolved sooner than is comfortable for either of us."

"Than what do you propose we do?" asked Luna as she felt Twilight shifting behind her.

"It must be something that Celestia is not aware of immediately."

"Yes," she replied, "Big sister would not approve if she thought we were trying to force her hoof in deciding."

"Do you think that you could love me the way you love your big sister?"

"We... We don't know."

"I have to admit I am thinking the same way right now," replied Twilight.

"But we are sure we can get along with each other."

"I guess we cannot hope for more than that at the moment."

A few moments passed as they lay back to back.

"But I am curious just how fast you can fly," mused Twilight.

"We suppose that's Rainbow Dash talking."

"Actually, Dash doesn't care how fast you fly. She just assumes she's faster than you."

"We think that is not an unreasonable assumption."

"But I would like to know," she replied, "and I think that has to be the curious and scientific side of Twilight that's asking."

"Well Celestia has always been faster than us."

"When was the last time you raced her?"

"It was... long before we were banished to the moon."

"So you think in all of that time, that nothing about you has changed? That you haven't gotten any better?"

"We have been busy running the Moon and ruling over Equestria," she replied evenly, "We certainly have not the time to engage in such... trivial contests... with big sister."

"You can't go back to the way things were."

"The time when big sister and I only saw each other at dawn and dusk, when we grew separated and... we became jealous of how well loved big sister was over us?"

"Because you didn't tell Celestia how you truly felt about her, and in turn, I'm sure she didn't tell you the same. By not talking to each other, hidden wounds festered and became infected with envy and hate..."

"No!" protested Luna, "She loved us no matter how we hated her..."

"If that were the case, how could she have banished you to the moon without even knowing you'd ever come back to her?!"

"We... we..." spluttered Luna, "We don't know."

"She used the Elements of Harmony on you knowing she could never use them again," she replied after taking a few deep calming breaths.

"Celestia did what she had too," replied Luna softly, "We do not hold that against her."

"Have you considered that perhaps Celestia still holds that against herself?"

There was a pause before she replied, "We had not really considered that."

"Do you think she would feel the same about me if I turned against her?"

"We... we... do not know..."

"Perhaps it is best we go to sleep now."

"Perhaps."
...

After getting hopped up on lattes and cheese danish, Trixie returned to her hotel room. She had much to consider after her little talk with Discord about her backfired plan, and what Discord had in mind for her.

'I need something more than my usual show,' she thought, 'something that appeals to the ponies around here.'

She climbed into bed as she thought about it.

'What can I add to my show that has mass appeal?'

Pulling up the sheets, she closed her eyes. She hardly closed them before a horrible racket woke her up. Sitting up, she noticed that lights were streaming into her window.

'Blast it!' she thought, 'How can I scheme over that racket!'

Leaping out of bed, she rushed over to the window and looked out. Around the gazebo at the center of Ponyville was hundreds of ponies. The lights were coming from all over the gazebo like little lights had been mounted all over it. There was even a large ball on top covered with mirrors that shot lights in all directions. It seemed that that was the source of the lights that had awakened her.

Looking at the ponies milling about the place, she realized that most of them were dancing. They were either dancing alone, or dancing with a partner. It didn't seem to matter if the partner was the same or opposite gender as them, but they were enjoying themselves very much.

Then she noticed that there was a stand almost out of her sight selling drinks and snacks to the ponies gathered. There was gestures that could only be the exchange of bits in return for food and drink. She knew someone was profiting from this little venture, and she wished it was her.

Looking more closely, she noticed there were no colts or fillies in the crowd. Just the adults. She figured it would make sense considering it was still the middle of the night.

"What's the meaning of this?!" she called out the window to no one in particular.

"It's all about the music," said a mare behind her.

Trixie spun to see a white mare with a blue mane and tail. She was wearing goggles with purple lenses. As she was facing Trixie, she couldn't see her cutie mark directly, but even Trixie knew her well enough to know it was...

"DJ Pon3!" shouted Trixie as she suddenly sat up in bed.

Looking about frantically, she saw she was still in bed. It was still peaceful. There was no lights shining in the window. No mare with goggles standing in her room. She calmed herself as a smile crept over her face. Now she knew the gimmick she needed and the mare she needed to talk to about it.

"That's just what I need," she mused from her bed, "music."
...

Discord sat upon the throne of Celestia like a glum barbarian king as he looked deeply into a crystal ball. He knew how to keep an eyes on his enemies as well as his one true friend.

"Yes, that's a good idea, my little Trixie," he murmured as he watched her, "Let everyone in town know you're there. I need them to see you as plain as a sore hoof." The globe seemed to cloud over as the view shifted, "And they think that by separating the Twilights for some time, that will get them to think separately. Clever." He then shifted to the view of Shining Armor mating with Cadance, even though the semi-ghostly view of him well told him that she was being mounted from the back by an illusion. It only mattered if she truly believed it. "Yes, everything is going according to my plan. I was always foolish in thinking I could do everything off the cuff, running the world on whims alone. This time, it shall be different."

He wandered over to the door, opened it a crack and noticed the two lunar guards standing watch there.

"Now fellas," he said dismissively, "I've done enough work for one day. You two can... find something else to do... while I retire to my room."

"We can guard the guest room..." began one.

"Oh, I don't think Celestia will mind if I borrow her bed for just one night."

"But my lord..."

"If you think I'm out of line, just tell her when she gets back."

"I wouldn't wish to..."

"Don't worry about it," he said evenly, "Why don't you two take a break. I can see who else is available to watch Celestia's bed chambers."

"Of course, my Lord," apologized the guard as the both backed away. Then they saluted, turned, and marched away in an orderly fashion. Discord was already teleporting to Celestia's room even as they left. 'Why bother the poor slobs at the door,' he thought as he snuggled himself down into her bed, 'I could get used to this.'
...

Spike had overslept again. He hopped out of bed to see that Celestia and Twilight were gone, and the morning sun was already shining through the balcony doors. Rushing downstairs, he came upon the two Twilights and Luna sitting at the table while they watched Celestia making yet another of her royally delicious breakfasts.

"So it's agreed that we should all fly to Ghastly Gorge later today and race to see who's the fastest," said one of the Twilights.

"But if we all race," asked the other Twilight, "Then who will officiate the event?"

"We can surely find someone in all of Ponyville who would do that for us if we asked," replied Luna, "Most likely there would be multiple volunteers."

"That is most assuredly true," agreed Celestia.

"Those who can't fly will have to take the road that parallels the train tracks in order to avoid the Everfree Forest," said the first Twilight, "That would take most hours to get there."

"Yes," agreed the second, "There is no convenient train stations in that area."

"Well I guess we won't be doing that today," sighed Celestia.

"There will time to make sure there are enough ponies who can make it out there to watch from both the start and the finish," agreed Luna.

"Good morning, Spike," said Celestia as he walked in.

"Sorry I overslept," he replied with a yawn.

"That's fine," said the first Twilight, "but you need to change the upstairs sheets as soon as you can."

"How come?"

"Precisely," she replied.

He blinked.

"You know what you do when you read one of your... special comics?" asked the second Twilight.

"Oh..." he replied, "OH!"

"But that can wait until after you eat," said Celestia with a smile.

"Hey everyone!" called a voice from outside. It sounded like Snips.

Celestia looked out the kitchen window to see him and Snails running about with flyers.

"The Awesome and Rockin' Trixie is having a show today in the center of town!"

"Awesome?" asked one Twilight.

"and Rocking?" asked the other.

"Trixie?" asked Spike.

"Perhaps this would be worth seeing," replied Celestia as she glanced back, "and it would be nice to be out today so that Pinkie Pie can properly set up her surprise party for this evening."

All of the others nodded.