Celestia sat down upon her throne the day steadily moving through the night sky. Just the blank boredom collides though the everyday life in Canterlot. What could she have done really it hadn’t been the same, just the plan boring, routine how she missed the lime life of living on the edge the freedom, the lack of responsibility, or need of it. But with the power she held in the palm of her hoof she had no choice. What could She do… That's when a mysterious old friend returns Supernatural/Mlp crossover