(The cover image is by NewYorkX3 of deviantART. Please PM me if you desire an uncropped version.)
(This is a laughably late Christmas story that I began writing in August of last year. How I managed to procrastinate that much is beyond me.)
(This is my first fan fiction. If it is sub-par in quality, I apologize in full. Constructive, non-spiteful criticism is always appreciated.)

As a consultant and right-hand man to Equestria's illustrious ruler, Princess Celestia, you hold a fairly respectable job. Legions of beings who could only wish to hold your position exist, and you are more than content with knowing this. You are also on pleasantly good terms with your employer. You and your princess manage to maintain a friendly, yet all around innocent relationship. This relationship is benign enough for you to feel comfortable presenting Celestia with a gift once the holidays roll around. What you are surprised to see, however, is that Celestia has a gift for you, as well. A type of gift that you would never dream of being presented with.

(Triggers: Second person, anthro ponyXhuman, completely pointless and generic clop with nothing to redeem itself as an actual story.)