Why Don't You Love Me Anymore Celestia?by KalopsiaChaptersCagedEscape The CottageFoodCagedWhy Don't You Love Me Anymore Celestia? Chapter 1 Caged The door to Celestia's bedroom opened and the Princess of the Sun walked in. She removed her crown and her golden shoes before getting into bed. She then levitated a sheet of paper and a quill from her nearby desk and began to write. As she was writing she heard a loud squawk from the corner. She stopped writing for a brief moment. She then let out a small sigh before continuing her letter. Philomena sat in her small golden cage in the corner of the room disappointed that her master ignored her greeting. She watched Celestia carefully, looking at the quill she was using. The quill was a magnificent blood red feather that Philomena gave to Celestia as a sign of her undying love. Philomena always took pride her her beautiful plumage and only gave her feathers to ponies that she loved and trusted. Philomena remembered the day she gave Celestia that feather. It was a happy memory from the time when Celestia would let her out of her cage to play. Celestia had brought Philomena outside for the first time, she was just a fledgling then. Celestia taught her how to fly that day. Philomena and Celestia flew together for the very first time. When they stopped flying for the day Philomena landed on Celestia's horn and plucked her most beautiful feather and put it in Celestia's mane. Celestia finished her letter and used her magic to send it. She let out a satisfied yawn before placing her quill back onto her desk. She loved writing letters to Twilight Sparkle, it was something to look forward to after a long day. She then levitated a green book over to her nightstand putting it down gently. Celestia got up and walked to her bedroom door. She opened the door with her magic and left it wide open. Philomena listened to the clip clop of Celestia's hooves as the sound slowly faded away. About ten minutes went by before Philomena heard the sound of hooves hitting the marble floor. Philomena perked up, and began to coo softly. The pony who walked through the door was not her master, Philomena stopped cooing and looked away from the stallion. She heard him mumble something under his breath about how much he hated birds. He swiftly opened the cage door and refilled Philomena's food and water dishes. Then he slammed the cage door closed and gave Philomena a nasty glare before leaving the room. About an hour went by before Celestia returned from having dinner with a glass of water and a rather large slice of chocolate cake along with a pint of ice cream. When Celestia would still play and cuddle with Philomena, she would often share her cake and ice cream with her. Philomena looked down at her food dish filled with the nasty oats she loathed. Oh how she wished for a bite of that cake. Celestia levitated her book from her night stand and began to read, occasionally taking a bite of her cake and ice cream. Philomena started singing, she wanted to cuddle and eat cake with Celestia just like they used to. She was so very desperate to get her master's attention. after ten minutes of nonstop singing Philomena eagerly awaited for Celestia to praise her for her beautiful song. Celestia didn't respond to Philomena's song. Philomena sang it again. Her master didn't even look over at her. Celestia used to sing with Philomena every day as she would raise the sun. Philomena continued to sing the same song over and over. Desperate to get her master to even look at her she began to sing louder each time. She then tried a different song, but Celestia wouldn't look at her. She even tried whistling a tune she had picked up from one of the guards. After what had seemed like an eternity to Philomena, she gave up her singing. "Pretty bird! Pretty bird!" Philomena chirped loudly. Still no response came from Celestia. "Philomena is a pretty girl. Philomena want a treat? Philomena is a good girl!" again Celestia gave no sign of even hearing Philomena. "I love you" she cooed as loud as she could, but Celestia did not respond. Again and again, she tried chirping and singing to get her beloved master's attention. Frantically, Philomena began dancing and squawking. The Sun Princess continued reading her book despite the uproar coming from the corner. After sometime Celestia began to become annoyed with the noise Philomena was making. "Philomena be quiet!" Celestia scolded her pet as she levitated a thick black cloth over and onto Philomena's cage. Philomena immediately stopped making any sort of sound when the cloth was draped over her cage. Saddened by Celestia's coldness, Philomena lowered her head. She desperately wanted to be let out of her tiny prison. She began to pick at her plumage, plucking out feathers from a spot under her wing. Letting the blood red and gold feathers fall to the filthy cage floor. Her cage hadn't been cleaned in weeks. Philomena was living in her own filth, and it was making her sick. She thought about the yellow mare with the pink mane who had cared so much for her. Philomena felt bad for having been so mean to the Pegasus. Celestia had been so angry with Philomena for how she behaved. Philomena ended up giving the yellow mare a feather as an apology. That was nine months ago, Celestia hasn't taken Philomena anywhere since. Suddenly, Philomena had a brilliant idea. If Celestia didn't love her anymore, then she wouldn't even know Philomena was gone. Philomena decided she was going to find that kind yellow Pegasus mare that cared so much for her. Surely that Pegasus would love her, she just knew it. If she just could find that kind mare everything will be better and she will be happy once again. Philomena stopped plucking her feathers and drifted off to sleep, her mind filled with happy thoughts of the kind yellow mare. Author's Note This is my first story. Sorry if its not that great I'm not that good of a writer. Escape Escape Why Don't You Love Me Anymore Celestia? Chapter 2 Escape Philomena awoke to the sound of hooves on marble flooring. It was almost time for Princess Celestia to raise the sun. She let out a loud yawn before walking over to her vanity and levitating a brush to her mane. She then placed her crown upon her head and put her golden shoes on. Waiting for the sound of the balcony doors, Philomena listened intently for her cue. When the doors finally opened, Philomena swiftly bit the side of her food bowl and flung it at the side of her cage. With a loud thud, many tasteless brown oats tumbled between the cage bars and the black cloth falling to the floor with soft patter. The oats skittered around the floor just as Philomena had planned. The bowl had made a loud thunk noise as it collided with the cage bars. This got the Princess's attention, halfway out the doors Celestia turned to look at Philomena's cloth covered cage. She took a few steps closer to the cage situated in the corner closest to the balcony doors. The black cloth was levitated off of the cage to reveal a filth covered Philomena. Philomena had reluctantly rolled herself around in her own filth, a vital part of her plan that made her feel absolutely disgusted. Celestia was shocked, with her mouth agape she stared at the filthy phoenix. The putrid smell of the bird's filth wafted into Celestia's nostrils. With a disgusted look on her face she said nothing. Walking back to the balcony Celestia heard the crunching of the nasty oats Philomena had spilled. She needed to raise the sun. She did so without her usual lovely smile, but instead with a dissatisfied frown. With her task finished Celestia was ready to deal with Philomena. Celestia called one of her guards to her bed room. "Please clean up this mess and give Philomena a bath" she said to the guard. "Will do m'lady" the guard replied giving a small bow before he took Philomena's cage from its stand and walked out of the room. He took Philomena outside along with some soap and a tub full of warm water and a cloth. He gently cleaned Philomena scrubbing any trace of filth from her beautiful red and gold feathers. Philomena hadn't had a bath in a couple months. She cooed softly as the water cleaned her and made her feel fresh again. After he had finished bathing her, he began to work on cleaning her cage. As he did so, Philomena spread her wings letting them dry in the warmth of the sun. Her wings dried quickly, as she began to preen her feathers in preparation for the final part of her plan. She felt the wind gently caress her wings, she loved the feeling of the wind between her feathers. She spread her wings and flapped them for the first time in nine long and lonely months. She noticed how weak they had gotten from not being used in so long. She flapped harder finally feeling the lovely spring air beneath her wing as she took off without a sound. She had finally escaped her tiny prison and was off to Ponyville. Remembering the way to the quiet little town from her last trip with her Master, Philomena began her search for the yellow Pegasus mare with the light pink mane. The CottageWhy Don't You Love Me Anymore Celestia? Chapter 3 The Cottage Philomena soared high in the sky and away from the castle. She looked back at the castle. She was flying farther and farther away from her beloved master. She knew in her heart that no matter what she will always love Celestia. She would always be Philomena's mother, even if she wasn't a phoenix. Celestia, raised her from an egg, she taught her how to eat, how to fly, how to sing, dance, and talk. Philomena never thought things would end up this way. Celestia was in her eyes a mother. She had always felt safe curled up under Celestia's pure white wings during loud thunderstorms. She would keep Celestia warm during the chilly winter months. Philomena never thought her master, and her beloved mother would ever stop loving her. Philomena was crying now, her vision becoming blurry as she flew over farms and forests. The tears stinging her eyes with their chilly embrace. "Why Don't You Love Me Anymore Celestia?" Philomena thought to herself. The castle no longer in sight Philomena flew on at a steady pace. She looked away from the direction of the castle. After some time, Philomena remembered where she was going, she was going to live with that sweet yellow Pegasus. Philomena stopped crying, as she began thinking of cuddling with the Pegasus and being loved and cared for once again. This brought joy to the phoenix's heart. Time began to pass much faster for Philomena. As Ponyville came into view Philomena's wings began to ache, the bare patches of skin stinging from the crisp, cool spring air. Flapping her wings faster and faster Philomena gained speed. Her body was screaming at her to stop flying, her muscles burning from her long journey. Her stomach began protesting, the sharp pain urging her to stop and eat. Philomena ignored the pain and pressed on. It did not take much longer for her to reach Fluttershy's cottage. Philomena slowed and looked for spot to land. She nearly gave a family of small songbirds heart attacks as she landed near their nest. The little birds trembled with fear, unsure if Philomena was going to eat them. To their surprise Philomena gave them a friendly chirp. The little song birds relaxed no longer feeling threatened by the Phoenix, they returned her greeting with a small chorus of peeps and chirps. They heard a soft voice followed by the singing of song sparrows. Philomena's heart skipped a beat, she had finally found the Pegasus. She attempted to fly to the mare but her wings would not cooperate. The exhaustion from her long flight from the castle was finally catching up to her. Her wings hardly moved, emitting a sharp burning pain that caused her to cry out. The Pegasus heard Philomena's cry of distress and quickly ran over to see what had happened. "Philomena?" The Pegasus asked as she ran over to the branch where the Phoenix had been resting. "Philomena are you hurt?" she said, her voice was filled with concern and worry for the poor bird. Philomena replied with a feeble caw as she nodded her head. Philomena slowly spread her wings, they shook from the pain. Fluttershy flew up to Philomena and scooped her up with her front legs. "Oh you poor thing. Don't worry Philomena, I'll have you feeling better in no time. I promise." She said as she flew over to the door of the cottage. She carefully entered and set Philomena down on a soft fluffy pillow. FoodWhy Don't You love Me Anymore Celestia? Chapter 4 Food Philomena awoke feeling quite famished yet well rested. Her wings were a little sore, but they did not hurt anymore. The smell of soup wafted throughout the Cottage as the Pegasus hummed a sweet song to herself. Having fed all her animal friends she now focused on preparing her own food. Philomena listened to Fluttershy's song intently. She missed singing with Celestia and it filled Philomena's heart with great sorrow. Fluttershy finished preparing her soup and began to serve herself as she began to sing a new song. Philomena shook her head, remembering she had left her life with Celestia. She was with Fluttershy now and this was a time to be joyous not sad. Philomena listened to Fluttershy's song carefully, she wanted to sing too. Philomena began to whistle, doing her best to follow Fluttershy's lead, however the singing abruptly stopped. Philomena was blissfully unaware of this however, as she continued. "Oh, Philomena you're awake" Fluttershy said cheerfully. She picked up her bowl of soup in her mouth and carefully walked over to her couch. She set her soup on the nearby table. Philomena sat up on the pillow she stretched her wings. Noticing they felt strange, she looked at her wings and saw they had been gently bandaged. She looked At Fluttershy who gave her a reassuring smile. "Its okay Philomena, your wings are fine. But you really do need to stop picking at them. Are you hungry?" Philomena nodded eagerly, the pain in her stomach returned. "Okay, I'll be right back Philomena" Fluttershy said as she quickly left the room. Philomena hopped down from her pillow and climbed onto the couch. Fluttershy walked back into the room. A plate with fresh fruits, vegetables and grains in tow. "Philomena I brought you some food from my garden, I hope you like it" Fluttershy said sheepishly. "Oh you must be feeling much better now that you've had some sleep." She set the plate on the couch cushion in front of Philomena. Philomena chirped and then began to eat, relishing every bit of food. Each kernel of corn burst with flavor, the apples a delight to her taste buds. Best of all there was not a single disgusting oat in sight. She hadn't eaten anything so delicious in quite a long time. Philomena was overjoyed to finally have a proper meal. The journey alone was worth it for this food. Fluttershy giggled as she watched Philomena greedily devoured the food, for such a beautiful bird, Philomena sure was a messy eater. She watched as excess food clung to the phoenix's beak. After Philomena finished eating, she looked up at Fluttershy and gave her a big beaky smile. The food was still on her beak but she didn't notice until Fluttershy gently wiped it off with a napkin.
CagedWhy Don't You Love Me Anymore Celestia? Chapter 1 Caged The door to Celestia's bedroom opened and the Princess of the Sun walked in. She removed her crown and her golden shoes before getting into bed. She then levitated a sheet of paper and a quill from her nearby desk and began to write. As she was writing she heard a loud squawk from the corner. She stopped writing for a brief moment. She then let out a small sigh before continuing her letter. Philomena sat in her small golden cage in the corner of the room disappointed that her master ignored her greeting. She watched Celestia carefully, looking at the quill she was using. The quill was a magnificent blood red feather that Philomena gave to Celestia as a sign of her undying love. Philomena always took pride her her beautiful plumage and only gave her feathers to ponies that she loved and trusted. Philomena remembered the day she gave Celestia that feather. It was a happy memory from the time when Celestia would let her out of her cage to play. Celestia had brought Philomena outside for the first time, she was just a fledgling then. Celestia taught her how to fly that day. Philomena and Celestia flew together for the very first time. When they stopped flying for the day Philomena landed on Celestia's horn and plucked her most beautiful feather and put it in Celestia's mane. Celestia finished her letter and used her magic to send it. She let out a satisfied yawn before placing her quill back onto her desk. She loved writing letters to Twilight Sparkle, it was something to look forward to after a long day. She then levitated a green book over to her nightstand putting it down gently. Celestia got up and walked to her bedroom door. She opened the door with her magic and left it wide open. Philomena listened to the clip clop of Celestia's hooves as the sound slowly faded away. About ten minutes went by before Philomena heard the sound of hooves hitting the marble floor. Philomena perked up, and began to coo softly. The pony who walked through the door was not her master, Philomena stopped cooing and looked away from the stallion. She heard him mumble something under his breath about how much he hated birds. He swiftly opened the cage door and refilled Philomena's food and water dishes. Then he slammed the cage door closed and gave Philomena a nasty glare before leaving the room. About an hour went by before Celestia returned from having dinner with a glass of water and a rather large slice of chocolate cake along with a pint of ice cream. When Celestia would still play and cuddle with Philomena, she would often share her cake and ice cream with her. Philomena looked down at her food dish filled with the nasty oats she loathed. Oh how she wished for a bite of that cake. Celestia levitated her book from her night stand and began to read, occasionally taking a bite of her cake and ice cream. Philomena started singing, she wanted to cuddle and eat cake with Celestia just like they used to. She was so very desperate to get her master's attention. after ten minutes of nonstop singing Philomena eagerly awaited for Celestia to praise her for her beautiful song. Celestia didn't respond to Philomena's song. Philomena sang it again. Her master didn't even look over at her. Celestia used to sing with Philomena every day as she would raise the sun. Philomena continued to sing the same song over and over. Desperate to get her master to even look at her she began to sing louder each time. She then tried a different song, but Celestia wouldn't look at her. She even tried whistling a tune she had picked up from one of the guards. After what had seemed like an eternity to Philomena, she gave up her singing. "Pretty bird! Pretty bird!" Philomena chirped loudly. Still no response came from Celestia. "Philomena is a pretty girl. Philomena want a treat? Philomena is a good girl!" again Celestia gave no sign of even hearing Philomena. "I love you" she cooed as loud as she could, but Celestia did not respond. Again and again, she tried chirping and singing to get her beloved master's attention. Frantically, Philomena began dancing and squawking. The Sun Princess continued reading her book despite the uproar coming from the corner. After sometime Celestia began to become annoyed with the noise Philomena was making. "Philomena be quiet!" Celestia scolded her pet as she levitated a thick black cloth over and onto Philomena's cage. Philomena immediately stopped making any sort of sound when the cloth was draped over her cage. Saddened by Celestia's coldness, Philomena lowered her head. She desperately wanted to be let out of her tiny prison. She began to pick at her plumage, plucking out feathers from a spot under her wing. Letting the blood red and gold feathers fall to the filthy cage floor. Her cage hadn't been cleaned in weeks. Philomena was living in her own filth, and it was making her sick. She thought about the yellow mare with the pink mane who had cared so much for her. Philomena felt bad for having been so mean to the Pegasus. Celestia had been so angry with Philomena for how she behaved. Philomena ended up giving the yellow mare a feather as an apology. That was nine months ago, Celestia hasn't taken Philomena anywhere since. Suddenly, Philomena had a brilliant idea. If Celestia didn't love her anymore, then she wouldn't even know Philomena was gone. Philomena decided she was going to find that kind yellow Pegasus mare that cared so much for her. Surely that Pegasus would love her, she just knew it. If she just could find that kind mare everything will be better and she will be happy once again. Philomena stopped plucking her feathers and drifted off to sleep, her mind filled with happy thoughts of the kind yellow mare. Author's Note This is my first story. Sorry if its not that great I'm not that good of a writer.
Escape Escape Why Don't You Love Me Anymore Celestia? Chapter 2 Escape Philomena awoke to the sound of hooves on marble flooring. It was almost time for Princess Celestia to raise the sun. She let out a loud yawn before walking over to her vanity and levitating a brush to her mane. She then placed her crown upon her head and put her golden shoes on. Waiting for the sound of the balcony doors, Philomena listened intently for her cue. When the doors finally opened, Philomena swiftly bit the side of her food bowl and flung it at the side of her cage. With a loud thud, many tasteless brown oats tumbled between the cage bars and the black cloth falling to the floor with soft patter. The oats skittered around the floor just as Philomena had planned. The bowl had made a loud thunk noise as it collided with the cage bars. This got the Princess's attention, halfway out the doors Celestia turned to look at Philomena's cloth covered cage. She took a few steps closer to the cage situated in the corner closest to the balcony doors. The black cloth was levitated off of the cage to reveal a filth covered Philomena. Philomena had reluctantly rolled herself around in her own filth, a vital part of her plan that made her feel absolutely disgusted. Celestia was shocked, with her mouth agape she stared at the filthy phoenix. The putrid smell of the bird's filth wafted into Celestia's nostrils. With a disgusted look on her face she said nothing. Walking back to the balcony Celestia heard the crunching of the nasty oats Philomena had spilled. She needed to raise the sun. She did so without her usual lovely smile, but instead with a dissatisfied frown. With her task finished Celestia was ready to deal with Philomena. Celestia called one of her guards to her bed room. "Please clean up this mess and give Philomena a bath" she said to the guard. "Will do m'lady" the guard replied giving a small bow before he took Philomena's cage from its stand and walked out of the room. He took Philomena outside along with some soap and a tub full of warm water and a cloth. He gently cleaned Philomena scrubbing any trace of filth from her beautiful red and gold feathers. Philomena hadn't had a bath in a couple months. She cooed softly as the water cleaned her and made her feel fresh again. After he had finished bathing her, he began to work on cleaning her cage. As he did so, Philomena spread her wings letting them dry in the warmth of the sun. Her wings dried quickly, as she began to preen her feathers in preparation for the final part of her plan. She felt the wind gently caress her wings, she loved the feeling of the wind between her feathers. She spread her wings and flapped them for the first time in nine long and lonely months. She noticed how weak they had gotten from not being used in so long. She flapped harder finally feeling the lovely spring air beneath her wing as she took off without a sound. She had finally escaped her tiny prison and was off to Ponyville. Remembering the way to the quiet little town from her last trip with her Master, Philomena began her search for the yellow Pegasus mare with the light pink mane.
The CottageWhy Don't You Love Me Anymore Celestia? Chapter 3 The Cottage Philomena soared high in the sky and away from the castle. She looked back at the castle. She was flying farther and farther away from her beloved master. She knew in her heart that no matter what she will always love Celestia. She would always be Philomena's mother, even if she wasn't a phoenix. Celestia, raised her from an egg, she taught her how to eat, how to fly, how to sing, dance, and talk. Philomena never thought things would end up this way. Celestia was in her eyes a mother. She had always felt safe curled up under Celestia's pure white wings during loud thunderstorms. She would keep Celestia warm during the chilly winter months. Philomena never thought her master, and her beloved mother would ever stop loving her. Philomena was crying now, her vision becoming blurry as she flew over farms and forests. The tears stinging her eyes with their chilly embrace. "Why Don't You Love Me Anymore Celestia?" Philomena thought to herself. The castle no longer in sight Philomena flew on at a steady pace. She looked away from the direction of the castle. After some time, Philomena remembered where she was going, she was going to live with that sweet yellow Pegasus. Philomena stopped crying, as she began thinking of cuddling with the Pegasus and being loved and cared for once again. This brought joy to the phoenix's heart. Time began to pass much faster for Philomena. As Ponyville came into view Philomena's wings began to ache, the bare patches of skin stinging from the crisp, cool spring air. Flapping her wings faster and faster Philomena gained speed. Her body was screaming at her to stop flying, her muscles burning from her long journey. Her stomach began protesting, the sharp pain urging her to stop and eat. Philomena ignored the pain and pressed on. It did not take much longer for her to reach Fluttershy's cottage. Philomena slowed and looked for spot to land. She nearly gave a family of small songbirds heart attacks as she landed near their nest. The little birds trembled with fear, unsure if Philomena was going to eat them. To their surprise Philomena gave them a friendly chirp. The little song birds relaxed no longer feeling threatened by the Phoenix, they returned her greeting with a small chorus of peeps and chirps. They heard a soft voice followed by the singing of song sparrows. Philomena's heart skipped a beat, she had finally found the Pegasus. She attempted to fly to the mare but her wings would not cooperate. The exhaustion from her long flight from the castle was finally catching up to her. Her wings hardly moved, emitting a sharp burning pain that caused her to cry out. The Pegasus heard Philomena's cry of distress and quickly ran over to see what had happened. "Philomena?" The Pegasus asked as she ran over to the branch where the Phoenix had been resting. "Philomena are you hurt?" she said, her voice was filled with concern and worry for the poor bird. Philomena replied with a feeble caw as she nodded her head. Philomena slowly spread her wings, they shook from the pain. Fluttershy flew up to Philomena and scooped her up with her front legs. "Oh you poor thing. Don't worry Philomena, I'll have you feeling better in no time. I promise." She said as she flew over to the door of the cottage. She carefully entered and set Philomena down on a soft fluffy pillow.
FoodWhy Don't You love Me Anymore Celestia? Chapter 4 Food Philomena awoke feeling quite famished yet well rested. Her wings were a little sore, but they did not hurt anymore. The smell of soup wafted throughout the Cottage as the Pegasus hummed a sweet song to herself. Having fed all her animal friends she now focused on preparing her own food. Philomena listened to Fluttershy's song intently. She missed singing with Celestia and it filled Philomena's heart with great sorrow. Fluttershy finished preparing her soup and began to serve herself as she began to sing a new song. Philomena shook her head, remembering she had left her life with Celestia. She was with Fluttershy now and this was a time to be joyous not sad. Philomena listened to Fluttershy's song carefully, she wanted to sing too. Philomena began to whistle, doing her best to follow Fluttershy's lead, however the singing abruptly stopped. Philomena was blissfully unaware of this however, as she continued. "Oh, Philomena you're awake" Fluttershy said cheerfully. She picked up her bowl of soup in her mouth and carefully walked over to her couch. She set her soup on the nearby table. Philomena sat up on the pillow she stretched her wings. Noticing they felt strange, she looked at her wings and saw they had been gently bandaged. She looked At Fluttershy who gave her a reassuring smile. "Its okay Philomena, your wings are fine. But you really do need to stop picking at them. Are you hungry?" Philomena nodded eagerly, the pain in her stomach returned. "Okay, I'll be right back Philomena" Fluttershy said as she quickly left the room. Philomena hopped down from her pillow and climbed onto the couch. Fluttershy walked back into the room. A plate with fresh fruits, vegetables and grains in tow. "Philomena I brought you some food from my garden, I hope you like it" Fluttershy said sheepishly. "Oh you must be feeling much better now that you've had some sleep." She set the plate on the couch cushion in front of Philomena. Philomena chirped and then began to eat, relishing every bit of food. Each kernel of corn burst with flavor, the apples a delight to her taste buds. Best of all there was not a single disgusting oat in sight. She hadn't eaten anything so delicious in quite a long time. Philomena was overjoyed to finally have a proper meal. The journey alone was worth it for this food. Fluttershy giggled as she watched Philomena greedily devoured the food, for such a beautiful bird, Philomena sure was a messy eater. She watched as excess food clung to the phoenix's beak. After Philomena finished eating, she looked up at Fluttershy and gave her a big beaky smile. The food was still on her beak but she didn't notice until Fluttershy gently wiped it off with a napkin.
