A little sister named Celestia

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no…"

That's the only word you kept shouting since you discovered you're gonna have a little sister. You keep running down the hallways, expressing your opinion on the matter by repeatedly crying 'no' over and over again. Your father comes running after you, trying to calm you down.

"Son, please! Slow down and let me explain."

"NO…" you respond.

You ran as fast as your tiny legs can carry you. Unfortunately, you aren't fast enough and your dad catches you with his magic. You pout and squirm in his magical grasp.

"Son, you must calm down."

"No…" you cross your arms over your chest and turn your head.

"Come on, don't be like that. Your mother was very upset…" your dad says, causing you to stop your futile attempts at escaping and turning to him.

"Mommy is upset?" you ask.

Your father nods "Yes, she was very excited about the foal and she thought you might too."

You now feel something in you, something that you never felt before. You didn't like it one bit. It was like you did something wrong and you feel bad about it.

It was guilt. And it gnaws inside you, tearing at your little heart.

"I want to see mommy," you finally say. Your dad smiles at you and slowly levitates you to his back.

The walk to the infirmary is silent. You feel bad, bad for making mommy upset, bad that you, her son, caused her grief.

The moment you pass the infirmary doors, you immediately rush to mommy's bed and crawl onto her barrel.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," you cry over and over again. Squeezing mommy's neck as hard as your tiny arms allows, letting her know how truly sorry you are.

You feel two forelegs squeezing you closer to mommy. Taking a glance upwards, you see mommy smiling at you, her cheeks are moist, which indicates she was crying. It makes you feel even worse as you burry yourself into her neck, trying to express just how badly you regret what you did.

"Now, now sweetie. No need for crying, I was just a little emotional is all."

Mommy then began to sing your favorite lullaby, making you sleepier and sleepier until you fell asleep in her grasp.

The elven months of pregnancy were hard not only on mommy, but also on daddy and you as well. Mommy would sometimes get mood swings seemingly at random, lashing out on any poor soul unfortunate enough to be around her. Sadly, you were on the receiving end a lot of times. Of course mommy would then cry and beg for your forgiveness, but she said a lot of things that still make you cry at night.

Thankfully, daddy was there to help you through it, trying to calm you down when mommy had one of her mood swings and being a metaphorical shoulder to cry on. Yes, these elven months were hard and laborious, but you endured…

Today was the big day. Mommy started screaming all of a sudden during lunch time and got rushed to the infirmary. The baby was finally coming!

You and your dad wait outside the room. Daddy paced back and forth, obviously nervous, while you simply sit on the floor, trying to occupy yourself with some building blocks. All actions cease when a single nurse pokes her head from within the room. She give the both of you a gentle smile and usheres you to come in.

Inside lays mommy, looking completely exhausted and drenched in sweat. Tucked safely between her forelegs, nestled inside a cocoon of blankets, rests a white filly with a pink mane. She looks so peaceful as she curled closer to mommy.

Daddy levitates you so you are on the bed as well so you can have a better look. You curl next to mommy, concern for her well-being and curious about this new DLC pack.

The filly opens her eyes; two pools of pale magenta stares into your own pools of blue. The filly cocks her head to the side as she slowly reaches towards you with her tiny hoof. You don’t know what to think or what to do. You look back at mommy, asking her what to do with your eyes.

"Go on sweetie, she won't bite," she whisperes.

You nod and look back at the filly besides you, her hoof still stretched. You quietly gulp as you reach with your own hand and gently closing it around your new sister. You swear you can see your little sister smile as she lets out a small coo, similar to the sounds you were making when you were a baby.

"What's her name?" you ask, looking at your parents as they both look at you with loving smiles.

"Her name is Celestia," mommy says, nuzzling the both of you.

You look back at your little sister, Celestia. She was already asleep. A quick glance towards your mother, you realize just how taxing is to deliver a child, for she was fast asleep as well. And then you realize something more.

You are kinda sleepy as well.

"Well, I'll come visit you tomorrow," daddy says, he then turnes to face you "Keep an eye on them, okay?"

"O- yawn -kay…" you manage to say before succumbing to sleep as well.

On that very moment, you vow to become the best big brother and son you could. You vow to always help your parents with raising Celestia, and always watch over her and protect her as a big brother.

And protect her you did.

You dedicated all your free time to help your parents raise Celestia. You didn't mind, though. She always enjoys your company, and you hers. You always watched over her when your parents couldn’t, of course other adult ponies were with you, but it didn't matter.

You remember a certain day. Celestia was crying her eyes out and none of the maids managed to calm her down. Your parents had their duties to preform so they weren't available. It all came to you. You stayed with Celestia all evening, lying next to her on your bed and slowly brushing your hand through her mane in the way she always liked it. By the time your parents came rushing into your room, both you and Celestia were sound asleep, with her curled into your chest and your hand still brushing her mane in your sleep.

You are now a little over eight years old, with Celestia being five years old. The two of you became inseparable; you spent almost every day together. Be it playing, fighting or sleeping, you did everything together.

"Come on Tia, it'll be fun." You hold a small wooden box in your arms as you approach the throne room with your little sister in tow.

"I don't know big brother, it feels kinda… wrong."

"But the good kinda wrong…" you reason, opening the doors to the throne room in the process. The room itself was completely empty; the day court will only start in a few minutes. You quickly make your way towards the thrones, stopping in front of them and opening the box.
You smile deviously as you take two whoopee cushions and toss one to Celestia. You proceed to hide one under the pillow on the throne; Celestia is doing the same to the other one. You both chuckle madly as you hide behind the thrones and wait for the sounds of trumpets, signaling the start of the day court.

You immediately close your mouths as the unmistakable sounds of trumpets reach your ears. You can already hear your parents talking to a few subjects who came beforehoof to discuss their problems.

Soon enough, the sounds of two whoopee cushions being squeezed are resonating throughout the entire area. Unable to contain yourselves, both you and Celestia started to laugh uncontrollably.

Of course that little prank earned you a one way ticket straight to your rooms without dinner, which arguably, wasn't that bad, considering the more… Devious pranks the two of you have been pulling.

All-in-all, you were content. Even now, as you are grounded to your room, you can’t help but feel giddy and happy as the day went by.

You check your clock, finding it to be eight in the evening, you start preparing for sleep.

You took a nice long shower, put on your favorite pajamas, and jumped into the bed, bouncing a few times as a result. But just as you are about to pull the covers above your sleepy little head, a knock comes from the door.

Grumbling loudly, you unwillingly stand from bed and make your way towards the doors to your room. Upon opening the doors, you see Celestia looking back at you, panic evident in her eyes.

"What is it Tia?" you ask your sister, only for her to tackle you into a crushing hug.

"My night light is broken and I'm afraid of the dark. Can I sleep with you?" She emphasized her statement with a few terrified sobs and whimpers.

You quickly kneel down, brushing your fingers against Tia's mane and gently picking her up. You move back into your bed and placed Tia next to you.

"Here, take this." You give her one of your plushies. It was a small phoenix plushie, and it was one of your favorites.

Tia takes the plushie from your hands and holds it close to her barrel while simultaneously nudging a bit closer to you. You stay like this for a couple of minutes, idly talking about past events and plans for future pranks.

The moon was high in the sky when Tia finally falls asleep. You give one last look towards you little sister before succumbing to sleep as well, thinking how lucky you are...

Author's Note

Another chapter? So soon?

Why yes... I hoped you enjoyed the third chapter of 'The elder brother' and I hope there were enough D'AWWWWWWW moments...