Daddy loves you, Blue

Princess Celestia, Keeper Of The Day, The Undimmed, The Lightwarden, alicorn regent and diarch of Equestria sat and ate in peace by the dinner table along with her sister, Princess Luna, The Nightmother, The Dreamguardian, Starshaper and a couple of other titles lost to time.

Neither sister ate particularly much in general, their bonded celestial bodies sustaining them through any hardships of the passing days. Still, both alicorns thought it simply to be ‘nice’, as it was merely a reminder of times when things were less ‘complicated’, also they both had pretty big sweet tooth, alas even princesses can’t skip dinner for dessert, unless they’d meant to set a bad example. According to their stern stewart at least, bless the old stallion’s heart.

  The dinner served as practice for Luna in a sense. For she returned not too long ago, from a thousand year banishment on the moon. Reasons for her exile? Well neither want to put blame on another, but rumours went around that they argued about who got to lick the bowl clean of chocolate dough from the kitchens, it were the princesses spreading the rumour though so one might wonder the credibility.

No, in all seriousness the matters stemmed more from jealousy, and one being blind to the other’s heartache.

“S-so,” Luna tried to speak. “D-did you have good day, Tia?” The sun diarch smiled back as she rose her head from the soup. It took much from her sister to not slip back into archaic equestrian.

“My day was as pleasant as the ones before, Lulu.”

“Oh,” The night princess pondered for a little while, “truly?”

Well, that’s her sister alright, Celestia might be able to fool their little ponies with her always calm demeanour and soothing words, but Luna could tell.

“No, I’m afraid not,” she said and sighed audibly, “the nobles, dear sisters, oh the nobles and their unceasing complaints, questions and plans.” She rose up in her seat, and comically distorted her voice, “‘Oh, please your most magnificent of suns, hear my plea as I try and vow you with honeyed words to fill my own pockets’.”

Luna giggled behind her hoof, “It never ends does it? Not thousands of years back, and not now.”

“Eeenoope, if I weren’t immortal already they’d probably made me jump Ghastly Gorge a long time ago.”

“Suicide is no laughing matter, dear sister. Even for us,” she scolded.

Celestia sighed. “I know, I know.” She perked up a second later, “Although I did manage to shut one noble up quite accidentally today.”

“Oh,” Luna said and scooted closer, “now this I have to hear.”

The sun princess smirked and leaned back comfortably in her chair “Well, it happened a little after dawn, you see one of the first petitioners, Gyllenhoof came with the usual proposal of using explosive runes in the caves of Stonesburrow for easier access to its vast gem supply.”

“Ugh, I dearly hope you shot him down on that account, the sheer force would destroy a lot of the delicate cave system, causing dozens of diamond dogs and other earth-dwellers to lose their homes.”

“I was getting to that, Lulu,” she said. “Now as he finished up, for some reason I got an overwhelming urge to sneeze.” The princess of the night furrowed her eyebrows while her sister continued.

“I don’t know what came over me but Count Gyllenhoof got more of the royal essence than he would have liked, and let’s leave it at that. You should have seen his face though, priceless! I tell you Luna, I haven’t had a good sneeze sinc-!”

“Since we were young,” the night princess interrupted. “I’ve had a similar feeling earlier today as well, sister.”

“You did?”

Luna nodded affirmatively towards her sister. “However I can’t recall having a single sneeze, cough or itch since we ascended.”

Celestia pondered for awhile and stuck her golden-clad hoof under her chin. “You’re correct, We’ve never been sick, not for a long time at least.”

“Is there reason to worry sister? What if we’re coming down with some rare alicorn disease?”

“You feeling okay right now Lulu?”

“Yes, I feel fine,” she said.

“Then it’s probably nothing,” Celestia reassured.

“However,” and Luna furrowed her eyebrows and looked at her sister.

“Yes? Go on,” she encouraged,

Her abdomen gargled out her answer. “I believe the royal stomach could use some of that dessert that were promised earlier. Stewart!” she shouted. “Thine royal princess of the night requires the grand strawberry swirl sunday that is her by right!”

An older-looking pony with grey coat walked into the royal dining hall, carrying with him a dentist’s worst nightmare. Before he set it down before the diarch however he inspected her plate.

“You finished your alfalfa I see, your majesty,” he said and smiled.

“Yes, Stewart, we finished that ghastly lucerne to utmost satisfaction.” Princess Luna looked longingly at her dessert, cursing silently that it wasn’t already meeting its fate against her royal taste buds.

“Now, please let us have our well-earned dessert.” If other ponies could see the princess of the night beg her stewart like a puppy would, then they would probably shut up about it, unless they wanted to be framed as slanderers, that’s right.

“Of course, princess, since you ask so nicely.” He gently put it down towards her, and almost lost his hoof in the process as the Nightmother gorged herself on strawberry ice-cream. He turned to the older sister and smiled warmly.

“Heh, it sure is refreshing to see the royal alicorn sisters act like anypony else in my opinion. If not for your striking features, your majesty, many would certainly never suspect the pony covered in strawberries for royalty." Which in turn made the midnight-blue puff her cheeks out and glare at him, before inevitably succumbing to the sugary treat again.

“Ponies as yourself are the ones that makes such occasions possible, Silver. Luna and I can’t possibly tell you how refreshing it is for us as well to act as a pair of normal mares from time to time.”

“All in a day’s work, your majesty. Now, would you care for your own dessert?”

A tell-tale rumble from the royal gut betrayed the princess. She looked away and blushed. “Yes, it seems that I do.”

“I’ll be right back, princess.” he said and trotted off to the kitchens. Meanwhile the sun princess looked on as her sister utterly devoured her treat. Halfway through however, Celestia felt a tingling sensation in her nasal cavities and like the sopran-!

“Ahchooo!”  A full blown explosion blasted out from Princess Celestia’s nose and mouth, who in her shock forgot to shield it with her hoof, followed by broken glass. “Oh, dear, my sincerest apologies, are you alright Lu-?”

        Her concern for her sister got cut short as the night princess stared dead ahead with a blank look. Celestia then noticed the shattered remains of what seemed to be a red and white ice-creamy substance further away on the dining hall’s wall.

        “M-my Strawberry Ice-cream Sunday Deluxe,” the night princess painfully let out after a while of silence. To Celestia’s surprise she could almost feel the dark energies surround her sister as she wailed in agony.

Well, crap, she thought to herself. However her worries were quelled as Luna put her hooves to her head and sobbed.

        “Nooo! It was too young to perish in such a way! The injustice here today will be spoken for eons to come and all will know my-”

        “I’ll give you half of mine, sister,” Celestia quickly interrupted.

        Luna’s wailing abruptly stopped and she adopted a business like manner. “Three quarters, for the psychological damages, Tia.”

“Three quarters? Tis an outrage, fifty-five percent and not a lick more!”

“Three quarters,” Luna stood fast with her demands.

“Sixty!” Celestia countered.

Luna got up to her and punctuated her every word with her hoof. “Three. Quarters. Sister.”

The sun princess rolled her eyes and gave in. “Fine, fine! Three quarters of my Chocolate Cake Supreme are yours for the taking.”

Luna smiled victoriously. “As Kindness would put it, ‘yay’!” The she walked back to her chair as a pair of servants already scraped of the leftovers of the dessert from the walls. Silver took this time to deliver the chocolate cake to the table and excused himself for the night after that.

“Oh, Tia?” Luna inquired. “That was one mighty sneeze, are you sure you’re feeling alright?” She said, her face stuffed with chocolaty goodness.

“Truthfully, Lulu? I have no idea,” she painfully glanced down at her diminished part took a bite Delicious. “How about yourself?”

“Aside from temporary sugar deficiency, I feel fine, I’m remedying this matter as we speak.”

“It doesn’t rule out the fact that we technically shouldn’t be able to sneeze though.”

“Seems to me some investigation in the matter is in place,” Luna said.

“Indeed,” her sister responded.

Luna, now halfway through her bargained treat, adopted a serious look as she met Celestia’s eyes. “So, lay it all on Twilight?”

“Lay it all on Twilight,” Celestia said and took a sip out of her tea cup.

In a library a day’s walk from Canterlot, a familiar purple unicorn sneezed out loud for the second time that day.