Creating a snowflake

Many, many moons after our world was truly created, millions of years after the briefest spark of life was created, my sister was bored. She had been bored many times before, Discord existing is one such example of when she was bored and decided to, how shall I say, “Spice things up”. This, as anyone with any sense could tell you, was not something most would attribute to somepony who would rules parallel to me in the land of the two sisters.

For some reason it's attributed to me. After 'somepony' 'accidentally' writ a document that was left on a train in the middle of a crowded café specifically labled as belonging those of the moon.

“Pranks.”

There's a reason every time I've been the dominant princess they've been banned.

Anyway, I digress.

When she mutters that she's bored under her breath when we are attending a court I go out of my way to entertain her. The first thing I tried was changing our game once more, apparently chess is something that I lose even more than normal at and bores her greatly. Suffice to say that didn't last more than a single cycle.

The second, and most notable, attempt was in the creation of a third 'God class' being. Not fake 'God class' such as Discord, legitimate God class. Most now know her as Cadence, the Princess of love. Both fortunately and unfortunately  we failed at actually making her at our tier, it seems impossible though that’s irrelevant at the moment. Our story centres around what she could have been. And the reason I got sent to the moon.

Back in the game room, or as most of the populace call it “The realm of the gods”, we were crafting a new game. The game itself isn't that important, it was essentially a version monopoly which gave us plenty of time to make important decisions on the creations of being. In other words Celestia somehow managed to learn to juggle, paint and write all at the same time.

And so, to try to get something productive of the session I made my proposition, a creature that could compete with us in our realm. One that would hopefully weigh in my favour and improve life for all.

Not that my sister cared.

Our game set and started, we had round after round. After the first 20 games and not even having a quarter of our creature designed we rapidly realised that this wouldn't work. How can a single game take 10 hours!

With this in mind I came up with what I thought was a brilliant plan. Getting rid of my sister from the realm so the being could be created without her … 'helpful' … input.

It could have gone better.

The first step of my plan was simple. Offer sweets.

The first step failed and backfired horribly when there weren't any sweets in her room as I promised there would be.

By the time she had returned to the realm my plan had been seen through to the end. A being designed to be truly balanced in each aspect. Love over flowing. Happiness and intelligence overflowing. Graceful and, quite simply, a pure being that should never have been put on our planet. Her design would have allowed us to never need to do these infernal games again.

Moonlight Sonata, named after the piece by Wheathoven, would be perfect.

Quickly pushing her design to creation with a single empty space for another design, I was happy.

But naturally, my sister has to return.

And naturally, even when I thought it was impossible, she messed it up.

Enraged by my ploy, she demanded she be allowed to create something. This in itself impressed me. She, in all our time, had never actually designed anything. Always simply opting to leave it random.

Considering how bad I was when we started, I should have seen it coming. She designed herself.

Literally.

What she designed was almost a perfect mirror of how she saw herself. I suppose I can't talk as my design was, in a way, a perfect version of me.

Both beings were perfect in there own way, flawed in parts but close.

Now, something we didn't realise was that it was possible for two positions to fuse. I'm sure it has happened in the past, admittedly we've never paid attention to the pool of creations once we've added them and considering most the time Celestia has them randomising, it wouldn't effect much anyway.

And what happens when two beings such as this mix?

Two messes. Weird right?

One of the new creatures was a ghastly pink, a mix of my coat and Celestias, the dark blue mixing with the cream to make it some how. The intelligence dropping drastically and all my aspirations somehow warping to be nothing more than shipping.

We squabbled over what we should do with the beings, naming them for example.

The name of mine and hers not fitting either of them any-more. Then again I'm pretty sure “Name of Son/Daughter” doesn't fit anything, curse her and the thousands she's lumped with this 'name'.

After a while, I won and named her Cadence. A slightly bastardised version of the name I originally wanted, though admittedly my original choice wouldn't fit any more.

Her suggestion was Midnight Sunshine.

Sometimes I relish the fact she uses default naming.

The other one, which she demanded to name was a red and black... creature supposedly... that she demanded to call “Special Fucking Snowflake”.

Because it was literally a snowflake.

A living snowflake.

I still feel sorry for the parents of that one.

With all this done however, my actions were not without consequence. Incensed by my actions she decided to take vengeance on me. Admittedly if the positions were reversed I would do the same but for different reasons.

She summoned a creature that infested my mind from the realm of the banished, a nightmare.

Painting this as the reason she used it as an excuse to use the elements of harmony to blast me to the moon.

I would have agreed with all of this.

If she did it because I went behind her back.

But she did it because I didn't give her the promised cookies.

If it was possible I would banish her permanently.