My Little Pony: Sisterly Convergence

My Little Pony: Sisterly Convergence

Chapter 1

As the Princess of the Sun and the Day stepped out on the balcony of the Canterlot Castle, she beheld the breathtaking view her magic created. She saw Luna’s moon going down over the horizon and knew that it was her cue to raise her glorious sun and begin the day for all her subjects.

Her horn lit up with a golden glow and after a few long moments of concentration she eventually managed to raise her glowing sun above the mountain peaks, lighting up the sky like a fiery painting, the main colors being red, yellow, orange and even a little bit of purple. All in all, a beautiful sight that she and some ponies get to witness every morning.

As the last outline of the silvery disc that was her sister’s to control slipped beneath the horizon, she glanced a dark silhouette to her right. Front hooves flailing wildly, yet not without control, Luna orchestrated the moon to sink and rest. Her ethereal mane waved in flowing motion, the glow of her horn easily visible.

Luna had once told her, that at every end of night, the stars sang a different song, and it was her pleasure to guide their voices and lead the moon to a soft rest.

Celestia gazed at her sister and before long she began staring at her. She looked so beautiful today, and Celestia had been thinking that most days, ever since Luna had finally returned to her thanks to Twilight Sparkle and her friends. She tried hard to figure out exactly what she was feeling for her younger sister but all her efforts were fruitless.

She did know one thing though; whenever she looked upon her sister her heart would start beating faster and she would gain a warm feeling inside her chest, a feeling that made her feel safe and secure. It was if Luna’s presence was all that was needed to bring her out of her darkest days. Having her back made her feel… complete, in a way. When Celestia had banished her, she had banished half her heart to the moon too. Having her sister back, it made her feel whole again.

Celestia explored deeper into that feeling. It made her uneasy not to know what she was thinking. That tingly sensation every time they touched, the deep sympathy she felt after a shared meal, the urge to hug her at the most inappropriate times.

She soon snapped out of her stupor when she noticed her sister going back inside and instantly felt lonely, even though she knew that her sister wasn’t that far away. It was as if she couldn’t live without her. Luna’s long absence had taken its toll on Celestia, making her more distant for emotions. She had grown apathetic almost, the only light being her newest pupil, Twilight Sparkle. Seeing how Luna cantering back she soon turned and trotted back inside as well.

Before long she found herself in the dining hall, where breakfast was already being made for her by the Royal chef, as well as for Luna. Her sister’s eyes followed every move the chef made. Sorting the sweets in a small pyramid at the back end of a carrion two of his assistants had pushed in, followed by three wicker baskets containing a pile of bread each, numerous little cups with jelly and smashed fruits, and butter. Pastries had been arranged in neat order along the table and the chef gave the two ponies behind him a sign. With the united glow of their magic, the three of them heaved the array of breakfast goods on the long table in the hall.

At each end, one princess was seated. From the position of the chef though, Celestia sat with the sun in her back, while Luna had the sinking moon behind her. Both sent weak light through the high windows and created a tranquil atmosphere.

Celestia let a cup of tea float to her mouth and smelled the rising steam. Chamomile and marigold, her favorite.

She glanced up at Luna and found herself staring at her sister once more, this time more fondly. As she sipped from her own cup she seemed unaware of her sister staring at her until finally she looked in her direction. Celestia acted quickly and began eating, hoping she didn’t notice her staring.

“Sister? Are you alright?” Luna inquired, curiously.

Celestia looked up. “Huh? Oh yes Luna, I’m alright,” she assured her. “A wonderful night as always.”

“Why thank you, and your sunrise was equally spectacular,” Princess Luna complimented her.

“You are too kind.” Princess Celestia smiled.

She levitated a biscuit with butter crumbles to her mouth and took a small bite.

“I have to admit sister, when I first came back to Equestria, I was a little nervous,” Luna admitted. “So much has changed in 1000 years, I felt somewhat out of touch…”

“And now?” Celestia asked.

“Now I see the beauty in all the changes that have occurred and just look outside,” Luna expressed, gesturing a hoof to an open window. “It’s a beautiful day, the land is at peace and the future’s looking brighter than ever.”

Celestia smiled. The way Luna was observing her situation and her efforts to blend in gladdened her. She had expected her sister to struggle with society, but quite the opposite was the case. All the dark tales about Nightmare Moon seemed forgotten and only relevant at one special time of the year, resulting in a common curiosity as to who this new old co-regent of Equestria was.

Audiences were held almost every night now, though Luna preferred to call them Night Council. The stream of ponies had never once died down in over two months since her return. From dusk to midnight, more and more ponies sought her audience, the majority for gossip and a chance to earn Luna’s sympathy rather than actual advice if truth be told. But such was the way of things.

Luna was taking well to all of it. She seemed to posses a spark of life that granted her access to a limitless source of energy, enabling her to pass even the most tiresome guests. She smiled, waved, and gave the necessary courtesies without flinching, an art Celestia had found rather difficult to master.

When the bell chimed the beginning of a new day though, she galloped off into the chambers to greet it and it made Celestia smile warmly every time.

“So, any plans for the day?” Celestia inquired.

“Plenty. However I do need to rest for a while, seeing as how I have been up all night,” Luna pointed out.

Celestia nodded. “I understand. You watch over the night…”

“And you watch over the day,” Luna finished. “I know. But if you ever need me, I will be there. You know that, do you not?”

Celestia nodded again. “I know. Luna… thank you.”

“Your welcome.” Luna nodded. She then finished up the rest of her breakfast and let out a cute little yawn that made Celestia giggle a bit. “Well, it appears that it is time for me to turn in.” “It appears so,” Celestia responded gleefully, watching as her sister took to her chambers. “Have a good sleep.” Luna stopped and turned to her sister. “With the Tantabus gone, I am sure that I will,” she smiled. “Have fun with all that dreadfully dull paperwork and love letters, dear sister.”

She then gave Celestia a playful little wink. However, playful or not, the action quickly caused a faint blush to appear on the Princess of the Day’s face, though Luna didn’t really seem to notice at all.

“Well, good night,” Luna said as she resumed trotting away but soon stopped. “Or should I say good morning?”

Luna giggled a bit before she turned and left the kitchen.

Soon after she left, Celestia sighed and put a hoof on her heart, which appeared to be beating even faster. She knew now what her feelings for Luna were. They were love, and not just the kind of love one normally feels for their sibling, but romantic love.

Celestia silently gasped when she realized the truth; she was in love with Luna… her own sister. Why hadn’t she noticed sooner? Was she really so blind?

The thought troubled her. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Siblings had a special bond, but there were limits too. Besides, Celestia had never before shown interest in her own gender, why now?

She felt disgusted with herself for thinking such things, about mating with Luna, becoming lovers… what would their subjects think? What would become of them? If other ponies knew… she really would lose her sister forever… If they found out… Only if… But still… they were sisters… it wasn’t as if she could find out if she felt the same way… or was there?