Moments of Melodies (MoM)
Stories Are To Be Remembered
Moments of Melodies (MoM)
“Princess Celestia!” Twilight called, “Princess Celestia!” The filly bounced up and down on the princess’ bed, happily smiling at the slumbering alicorn under the warm purple covers with red puffy pillows over her head.
Twilight ceased her bouncing and slowly crawled towards the large lump under the covers, poking it lightly with curiosity floating amongst her mind. Once she reached the end, large white forelegs with naked white hooves wrapped around the defenseless filly, snagging her into a Venus flytrap maneuver. The lavender filly cried out in shock, taken back from the quick grapple that put her into a merciless snuggles from the alabaster mare.
“So you thought you can come in the middle of the morning and wake up with your bouncing eh?” Princess Celestia asked, tickling Twilight while her mane remained frizzle and messy, unkempt from the lousy sleeping position she took under the covers of her bed during the night.
“No! Please release me, Princess Celestia!” The filly giggled out from the brutal tickling as her belly was rubbed and poked until she was falling victim to the giggle-fits.
“I don’t think I should, a filly like you should learn her lesson from waking up rulers during the morning even when she really doesn’t want to raise the sun at the moment and only asks for twenty extra minutes of sleep!” She laughed evilly, before levitating Twilight in the air in a soft glowing form of magic. “Now you are under my mercy, Ms. Sparkle.” She grinned.
“No, please release me and spare me! I am only a small filly!” She giggled flailing her legs everywhere before the levitation spell was release causing her to fall, but instead of colliding down onto bed; Twilight was caught into a warm embrace against her mentor.
They paused for a bit as Celestia’s horn soon started glowing more allowing Twilight to stare out of the large window to where the moon descended and sun rose to the air. It was a fantastic scene, almost memorable and full of wonderful memories. The filly’s lips formed into a wide smile before she looked at Celestia.
“Princess Celestia, the sun is rising! Look! Isn’t it beautiful?” She asked, gazing out the window again with that wonderful smile, causing the princess to stare at her with happiness and astonishment before she looked out the window to watch her sun rise slowly up into the sky. Today was a wonderful day and this filly made it ten times better.
“I know, Twilight. It is indeed a beautiful site to see, but also amazing with you being by my side witnessing it!” She said with a soft smile towards the little student of hers.
“YEP!” Twilight beamed at her teacher with a bright smile.
“Now that I am wide awake, I think we can do something today.” She said, setting Twilight down on the bed. “What do you want to do today?” Celestia asked.
Twilight thought for a moment, tapping her chin a bit before looking left and right. “Umm, may you read me a story and then we can go to the park?!” She asked, bouncing up and down on the bed.
“Hmm, a story, what kind of story…?” Celestia leaned in a pouncing position with a grin, “Trying to get me to read those scary stories again, huh?” She asked.
Twilight quickly shook her head, giving Celestia an embarrassing smile. “No, no, no, no, no! I don’t want to have nightmares again.” She giggled, before looking up at Celestia and gently leaning close, booping her nose with her hoof. “That story I heard you talking about to Ms. Cadence that she was reading.”
Celestia was taken back not just by the light push against her snout from the soft filly’s hoof, but also from the mentioning of her previous story. Celestia softly smiled at Twilight, amazed that the filly’s curious mind wander off to the story based all about her and the many wonders she had brought upon the ruler for so long. The princess nuzzled Twilight lightly before looking at her bookshelf. “Okay, I can do that.” She said, as her horn started glowing, levitating a small brown cover book with a golden knotted string bookmark.
“What is the book called?” Twilight asked, nuzzling against Celestia’s coat, before pressing her back against the fluff of fur looking up at her mentor who smiled back down.
“Well, let’s just say…a book that I wrote with a lot of heart put into it. If I were able to say, this book really is my favourite, allowing me to look back at it time from time. I might be a bit prideful on myself, but this book, is the book I made; a book…born from my mind, events, and pure emotion put into the pages that are so very precious.”
“Is this book…full of magical events like how you and Starswirl the Bearded escape from Mountain Doom and the evil Scorpion Tribe?” She asked in a curious tone. “Or is it full of events involving Daring Doo?”
“Well, let’s say it is, but not something crazy like Daring Doo swinging over a green vine above quick sand Starswirl the Bearded finding the Lost Medallion of Emperor Gladius of the ancient city of Los Pegasa Romana.” She said with a soft giggle, admiring her student’s love for a world of vast imagination, even if the stories she read her were based on true events that occur for her favourite authors.
“Then what is it all about?” Twilight asked looking at her curiously with a confused expression.
Celestia paused for a bit and softly smiled. Cadence asked the same thing and it felt great when she explained it. So maybe it was time to explain to Twilight.
“It’s a story…about a small filly that changed the heart of a ruler that was sad, alone, and afraid to walk out in the day because of the terrible memories of her special sibling being sent away for her misdeeds. This filly…changed the heart of this ruler by revealing to her the signs of happiness and moving on from the dread that was left behind. That filly was always so hyper, wishing to learn as much as she could, but most of all, be beside the ruler she always looked up to. They went on walks, adventures, learned many new things about one another, and soon their friendship build to the point…” Celestia paused and frowned. “They forgot they were aging. That filly was not a filly anymore throughout, the story. But she was memorable, no matter what and how she acted; she was always the same in the ruler’s eyes. She was the friendliest, funniest, heart-warming, and best student she could ever ask for.”
Twilight looked at her mentor for a bit before realizing something different now about her low of tone and facial expression. “Princess Celestia, are you crying?”
‘Am I crying over this story?’ Celestia thought, blinking twice when she felt tears escape from the sides of her eyes, staining her white coat. She looked down at her student and the book for a bit and realized why she was crying. This was a memorable book, a book no other book can replace.
“Twilight…I want you to remember something…books are special. You shouldn’t mistreat them, but treat them with care. Remember that Twilight, for without books…we wouldn’t be able to learn anything as much as we are right now…we would wouldn’t be able to be inspire to write stories or think about the events that occurred in the pages written in ink. Books are important Twilight, and that.” She said, softly smiling down at the filly before rubbing the small tear stains in her eyes.
The filly was confused to why her mentor told her this, but seeing how she was softly smiling at her along with the lines of crying a bit, it had some importance. “I understand, books are very important and without them…we wouldn’t be able to learn about the adventures of Daring Doo and Starswirl the Bearded!” She stated with joy. Celestia giggled and nodded her head, Twilight was still young, but at least she learned the ropes of how important books were.
“Now, this story I made is memorable. I don’t think anything in the world can make me replace it or get rid of it; Twilight, this story in a shorter summary than the last one is about a young filly that brings a world of light to shine down upon a ruler that was stuck in the darkness, alone and afraid.” She said.
“What is it called, it sounds amazing?” She asked, smiling brightly at Celestia.
And when that question was asked, Celestia softly smiled back and said, “The Memorable Melody.”
-To Be Continued-
Author's Note
I decided to give myself a different aim in this story. Something that would provide readers connection with Celestia more than Twilight. I wanted to see if readers such as yourselves could feel the excitement of getting ready to read one of your stories, but stopping to realize how memorable they are. You gave birth to them. You created them. They are what makes you happy. They are a reminder that you have imagination. Creativity. So, I made this story not just for a sequel, but for you all. To remind you all to explore your creativity, and be happy.
By the way, I love you Moderators and Admins...I hope a certain pony I am fond of the most approves this story. <3 -winks- Momma's really hoping.
