Daughter of Tirek

Outside grows dark, as Luna's moon slowly goes up into the dark sky. Within the castle however, smells of food fills the halls, as Trika and I walk towards the dining room. My stomach growls, along with hers, making the two of us chuckle.

“Looks like we’re both hungry, huh?” I asked.

“Y-yeah,” she replied. “Haven’t ate much today. You’d like what the cooks make. They are superb.”

“A decent meal can do wonders.”

As we walk in, Tirek sits at the end of the table, waiting for both us and the dinner to come forth. He looks to us and smiles.

“How was your time with Drax,” said Tirek.

“Drake,” I corrected.

“It was wonderful, father,” she said, as we walk up to the chairs close to him. “He told me about his world, that magic doesn’t exist where he lives, and that ponies don’t talk or even look like anypony around here.”

“Really?” said Tirek with surprise. “No magic? Ponies that don’t look like the new here?”

“It’s true, M’lord,” I said. “Our worlds are very different.”

Trika and I sit down, with me between both Trika and Tirek. Sitting between these two makes me feel so insignificant; it’s like a mouse sitting between two cats that can pounce at any moment. Luckily, they aren’t going to harm me... I think.

“So, M’lord,” I said, looking up to him. “What’s for dinner? I never ate here before and Trika has told me that you have great meals.”

“We have salad, pork, and there will be chicken as well.”

“And to drink?”

“We have wine, juice, whatever it is to your liking.”

“Drake and I shall have some wine,” said Trika.

“Then you two will have the best.”

Just then, Luna and Celestia walk in, giving out stretches.

“Good evening, Luna, Celestia,” I said, waving to the two.

“Same to you,” said Celestia with a faint smile, as she sits beside Tirek. “May I ask, how are you enjoying the castle?”

“It’s rather nice,” I said. “I find it to be an honor to be here.”

“How have you and my daughter been doing?” she said, resting her head on her hands. “Did you do anything naughty?”

“Mom!” shouted Trika with a blush on her cheeks.

“Just kidding,” said Celestia with a giggle.

“Celestia,” said Tirek. “Don’t ask such things to our daughter.”

“I love teasing her, Tirek. It’s funny.”

I look over to Luna who sits besides her sister, ready to fall asleep at any moment.

“You doing okay there, Luna?” I asked, making her look over to me.

“Just tired, Sir Drake,” replied Luna.

“You sure do look tired. Have you been working too much?”

“I have,” she said, rubbing her eyes. “Cleaning, scrubbing the clothes, and such.”

“Well,” interrupts Tirek. “If it bothers you so much, then why not go to your room and go to sleep.”

“That would be nice, but I must look over the dreams of everypony.”

“Just take a break,” I said. “One night off won’t hurt.”

“Perhaps you are right,” she said, getting out of her chair. “Goodnight, everypony.”

“Goodnight,” said the four of us, as Luna walks away.

“Auntie works very hard,” said Trika. “She works at night to make sure Nightmare Moon doesn’t come back.”

“Trika!” shouted Celestia, making the two of us jump. “We do not mention that name! This is a safe place.”

“Sorry, mom.”

Suddenly, the doors at the left corner of the dining room open, showing a stallion with dark green fur, a small mustache, and wearing a chef uniform and hat.

"Dinner is served," he said, as five white stallions come in, pushing carts of food.

One of the carts was large enough for Tirek; on the plate is a large cooked pig with an apple in its mouth. As the stallion places Tirek's dinner in front of him, he takes in a big whiff, letting the steam enter inside his nostrils.

"You did a fine work, gentlemen," he said, licking his lips.

"Tirek," said Celestia disgusted. "Why can't you eat just greens around me? Seeing an animal for a platter is sickening."

"It's what I like!" he shouted, slamming his hand on the plate. "Shut up and deal with it!"

Celestia grunts, as her salad is placed in front of her. For Trika, she is given a fish about the size of my head. Unlike Tirek, she grabs ahold of her fork and knife and starts cutting. For myself, I got a chicken leg, salad, mashed potatoes, and green beans. It's been a long while since I had the taste of meat, but I can't let this opportunity slip.

"Lord Tirek," I said. "This quite the feast. You're quite lucky."

"Shut up!" he shouted, with pig meat inside his mouth. "Can't you see I'm eating!"

"S-sorry," I said, as I take my fork and stab into one of my green beans.

The waiters walk back into the kitchen, as the doors shut, making everything in the room go silent, with the exception of clinking on dishes and Tirek's obnoxious eating.

"So, Drake," said Celestia, as I chew on my food. "How is the castle? Is it amazing?"

"It is, Celestia," I said after swallowing. "Big place, nice view of the mountains, and great food. What's next? Deserts beyond my imagination?"

"You can say," said Celestia with a chuckle. "May I ask, is my daughter been nice with you?"

"Y-yes," I said, as I take another bite of green beans.

"Have you two been getting down and dirty?" she asked with a smirk, making Tirek and I nearly choke.

"Mom!" shouted Trika out of embarrassment.

"Just kidding," she said with a giggle. "I just love teasing."

"That's going a bit too far, Celly," said Tirek before taking another bite of his pig.

"Sorry, Tirek," she said, waving her hand to him. "I won't say such things. These things take time."

Suddenly, the kitchen doors open again, seeing waiters come in with a large glass of purple liquid. If I can take a guess, I believe it's wine. Tired grabs ahold of it and takes a sip before placing it down close to his dinner. For Celestia, her wine is red; she grabs it with her fingers and places it down beside her dinner. For Trika and I, we both got wine with similar color as Tirek's, making me wonder if this really is wine. It's been too long since I had wine that I even forgot what it looks or tastes like.

"Say, Trika," I whispered, getting her to look over to me. "Is this wine?"

"It is," she replied. "Why? You haven't had wine before?"

"Its... been a while since I had any."

"Don't worry, it's not poisoned or anything."

"Makes me feel a lot better," I whispered, as I take a sip of it, tasting its flavor. "Hm. Not bad."

"There you go," she said with a smile. "Nothing to be afraid of."

"What are you two talking about?" asked Celestia with a cocked brow.

"N-nothing bad, Celestia," I said, waving my hands. "I swear, it's nothing sexual."

"I don't like whispering at the table. Makes me wonder if you two are hiding something from me."

"Mother, it's nothing."

"Are you sure it's nothing I should be concerned of?"

"It's nothing bad, mom!"

"I'm watching you two during dinner," she said, pointing her eyes, then to us.

"Gotcha," I said, taking another sip of my wine.

Dinner went well; the food tasted so good that I could eat more, but I didn't want to pig out in front of everyone. Tirek gives out a belch, before getting out of his chair with a stretch.

"Man," said Tirek, as he scratches his chin. "I'm bushed. I guess I'll turn in for the night."

"Goodnight, my lord," I said.

"Goodnight, dad," said Trika.

"Goodnight, Tirek," said Celestia.

"Goodnight, everypony," said Tirek, as he walks around the table.

The sound of his hooves slowly dissipate, making the room go silent. Celestia looks towards me and smiles.

"How was your dinner, Drake?" she asked, using her magic to levitate a napkin and wiping her mouth.

"Dinner was superb, Celestia," I replied. "What do you have for dessert?"

"Still hungry?" she asked, as she places her napkin onto her empty plate.

"I haven't had a dinner this good in a long time."

"Mother," interrupted Trika. "Let's give him the best dessert."

"Okay, sweetie," said Celestia with a smirk.

"I got a bad feeling about this," I thought.

"Oh, chef!" called out Celestia, making the chef from before rush out.

"Yes, Celestia?" asked the chef.

"Give these two a shake," she said, giving him wink.

"Oh!" he said, snapping his fingers. "Coming up in a bit."

He rushes back into the kitchen, as Celestia sits across from us, making me tap my finger onto the table, worried for what she's about to say.

"So, Drake," said Celestia. "How do you like my daughter? I won't stop bothering you until you answer."

"Well," I said, looking to Trika, then back to Celestia. "She's defiantly got your genes. I can see she gets her personality from you and her father's looks."

"That's sweet of you. I raised her well, but Tirek always wanted her to be a tyrant. Secretly, I've been keeping her to myself time to time and trained her to become a well princess. Once Tirek's time comes, all of the magic will come back to everypony and my sister and I shall rise again as true rulers."

"What about me?" asked Trika.

"You'll be a princess with us, too. I love you, honey."

"Thanks mom," smiled Trika.

"Also, can I ask about the elements of harmony? Where is Twilight and her friends?"

"Twilight? She's... in the dungeon. After their magic got stripped away, they were forced to be down their for all eternity. Secretly, I have been feeding them. Which reminds me, I'll have to sneak out and feed them. I can't have Tirek seeing me or I will be joining them too."

"You're a great alicorn, Celestia. I bet Equestria looked much beautiful when you and your sister ruled."

"It was much prettier. I miss all the smiles and everypony feeling joy. That was a long time ago."

"When the time comes, may you bring joy to everyone's faces."

The room goes quiet, as Trika gives my back a few pats. Suddenly, the kitchen doors open, as our chef rushes towards Trika and I with a large cup of our strawberry shake with whipped cream and two straws. See those two straws made me think, until five seconds pass and I finally get where Celestia is going with this. I bet Trika knows it too, as a blush comes across her cheeks. Our cup is now placed in front of us, as the chef quickly rushes off back into the kitchen, leaving Trika and I silent, with Celestia across from us with a giddy smile.

"Dig in, you two," said Celestia with a smirk.

"Mom!" shouted Trika with a blush. "Why do you have to do this?!"

"I love teasing you," she chuckled.

She looks over to me, as I grab ahold of my straw and place it to my lips. I sucked in a few three seconds until I have a decent amount of strawberry goodness in my mouth. As I swallowed, a good sensation tingled all around my body.

"Whoa!" I said with surprise. "This tastes really good!"

"I told you we had good chefs here," giggled Trika.

"Trika, dear," interrupted Celestia. "Have some, too."

"With him? With a stray beside his?"

"Absolutely. I want you two to fall in love! Love is a very wonderful thing and I want to see my little centaur happy."

"These things take time, Celestia," I said. "We can't just fall in love in just one day. It might take even a month. Love doesn't come instantly."

"Okay! Okay! I'm just so excited to see you two become a couple. You two look cute together, besides being two different races."

"Thanks, I guess."

"Now if you two will excuse me," said Celestia, getting off her chair. "I need to go feed the girls in the dungeon and while I'm gone, I want that cup finished."

"Jeez," I thought. "So forceful."

Celestia walks away, leaving Trika and I to ourselves. There was silence, as I look to the other straw, then to Trika, who blushes.

"Here," I said, sliding the cup towards her. "Have some. You can have the rest."

"You don't want any?"

"You deserve it more than I do."

"I think it is you, who deserves it more."

She scoots it back to me with a smile, making me smile back. I take the straw and took in another sip, bringing another delicious sensation down my throat.

"Damn, this is the best shake I've ever tasted."

"May I have a sip?"

"Why not? It is for the both of us."

She giggles, as she pinches onto her straw and takes a sip. She takes a three second sip before pulling the straw away from her lips.

"Delicious," she said.

"Perhaps tomorrow, can we have a mix of chocolate and vanilla?"

"A mix? That can exist?"

"You serious?" I said with a cocked brow. "You never mixed flavors?"

"Not really."

"The two of those flavors taste delicious. How can you not know?!"

"I thought it could taste bad."

"Tomorrow, let's have some for tomorrow's desert."

"Sure. If you're saying it's good, then I shall have some with you."

As I reach down for another sip, I didn't notice that she too was gonna have a sip, making the two of us bump heads.

"Ouch," she said, rubbing the spot from where we collided.

"S-sorry," I said, pulling my head away from the straw. "You first."

She let out a laugh, making me laugh along with her.

It was getting late, as I walk Trika back to her room. The shake was so delicious that I can still taste the flavor.

"Quite a day, huh?"

"Y-yeah. Sorry about mother."

"It's okay. It's normal for a mother to embarrass her child. My mom did it to me when I was little. She'd still tease me about it as an adult as well."

"Makes me feel somewhat better. At least I know I'm not alone when it comes to mothers teasing their daughter."

As we make it to her room, she walks in, but stops. She looks down at me with a slight blush on her cheeks.

"Wanna come in?" she asked.

"Y-yes, please," I said, entering with her. "I wanted to ask, but where should I sleep? There are no other rooms, I guess?"

"You can take my bed, if you like."

"N-no. That'd be mean of me. I wouldn't mind sleeping in a corner or hell, on this soft floor."

"Are you sure?" she said, turning on the lamp. "Sounds uncomfortable."

"I've slept on a terrible bed back home. My back aches from it, so no different than that."

"Oh... Uh, okay. I'll give you a blanket. I have extra."

Trika closes the door behind us, before walking past me and towards her bed, yanking off one of her blankets.

"Here," she said, handing me the blanket. "Take that one."

"Thanks, Trika," I said, gripping onto the blanket.

I walk over to the far corner beside the opening to the balcony and dropped the blanket to the floor, taking off my jacket to leave that aside. I then sit down, lean my back to the corner, and tucking myself in.

"Uh... Drake?" said Trika, making me look to her. "Could you... cover your face for a bit. I'm gonna undress."

"Oh! Sure. I promise you, I won't peek. Trust me."

"I trust you," she said, as I cover my entire self.

Ten minutes have passed, until she said I can look. I take the covers off my head to see her wearing a pink nightgown with flame patterns.

"Are you sure you're comfortable there?" she asked, taking a pillow.

"I am."

"Here," she said, tossing me a large pillow. "Rest your back against that. Better than a wall."

"Thanks," I said, grabbing the pillow and putting it behind me. "Makes it somewhat comfortable."

"I hope you sleep well."

"I'll be fine, Trika," I replied, shuffling myself in a comfortable position. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Drake," she said, turning off her lamp and shuffling under her covers.

"Say, Trika?"

"Hm?"

"Perhaps we can ask for PJs tomorrow? I'll be wearing these day clothes all night."

"Sure. Daddy wants you to feel at home."

"Thanks."

As the room goes quiet, I look down towards the moon's rays that hit the floor. A soft smile its my face, as I slowly shut my eyes and drifted off.