I'm the Princess of Equestria!?

Chapters

Chapter: One. Good Morning Princess
Chapter: Two. Meet the Court.
Chapter: Three. The (Short) Ceremony.
Chapter: Three and a Half. A Deal with the...Goat Antler Claw Dragon Devil Man.
Chapter: Four. Sisterly Bonding.
Chapter Five: Dresses.
Chapter Six: Cake
Chapter: Seven. The Princess and The Tutor.
Chapter: Eight. Grace, Posture, and Eating Utensils.
Chapter: Nine. Miscommunication.
Chapter: Nine and a Half. Maid Clairol.
Proglogue

Chapter: One. Good Morning Princess

Author's Note

Just a quick story I wanted to write while I figure out how to proceed with the others. Hope you guys enjoy this. Maybe I'll post more chapters.

Chapter: One. Good Morning Princess

It was a quarter before dawn. I was sleeping in my bedroom waiting for my alarm clock to go off. Or so I thought. The first thing I noticed instantly was my bed. More specifically my mattress. Usually it feels rather stiff, and cot really itchy during the summer. But for some reason, this time my mattress felt very warm, and soft. Almost comforting. At that moment I didn't care. I was just glad I was sleeping comfortably for the first time in life. Of course, I soon noticed something else. My blanket felt different. It felt like something almost like silk or velvet. I twitch and slowly begin to open my eyes.

It was pretty dark. I blinked a few times to help my vision come to focus, but it was still a bit shadowy to see. But I can tell I was no longer in my bedroom. First off all, lace curtains hanged from a canopy just above my bed. A Canopy? As I looked around, I caught a glimpse of a lit candle sitting on a nightstand to my left. I take a deep breathe to try and calm down, as to not wakeup anyone who was nearby. For all I know, I could've been kidnapped. I brushed my fingers through my hair to try and process my thoughts only to noticed something else.

It was the most shocking thing that has ever happened to me. I felt the area where my ears used to be, and they were gone, replaced with animal like ears. Long, kind of pointed, but rounded off at the tip, and a little bit furry. Rabbit ears? No, they were a bit small to be a rabbit's. Maybe a fox? As I continued to fell around my hair, I felt it. A horn? Impossible. A horn was sticking straight out from under my hair, just slightly above my forehead. I closed my mouth to try and keep from screaming. My mind raced with fear. But soon with horror and panic, as I felt my face was different. My nose felt brawnier and more wide. As did my face. And I felt my skin to be very fuzzy.

"Do I have fur?" I thought to myself. I began to feel my body. "I do, I do have fur!" I wanted to shout, now more than ever. Especially since fur wasn't the only thing I apparently have. I'm surprised I didn't noticed these things first. As I felt my now furry body, I noticed large lumps of flesh on my chest. "Boobs? Why do I have boobs?" My mind was caught between horror and childish. On one had, "Yay Boobies!". But on the other hand, "Oh god, I have boobs!" Not helping was the fact that I was wearing a frill nightgown with lace straps. With that knowledge, if I had boobs, that also means... Oh no.

I slowly placed my hand on my crotch and let out a soft, unmanly, feminine squeal as I noticed the obvious lack of a "Pair". I quickly, but softly, jumped out of the bed, pulling back the curtains. I slowly walked over to the lit candle at the night stand, trying not to trip on anything. It was still too dark to see. With a light source now in my hand I slowly walked around the room, hoping to find a light switch. I eventually did. I quickly flipped the switch on, neglecting that fact that I was in darkness.

For a quick second, there was a bright flash, and I let out a grunt. I quickly placed my hand over my mouth. "Shit!" I though, "I hope no one heard that". I blinked a few times to adjust to the lighting, and soon enough, I now know where I am. It was a bedroom. A very large and fancy looking bedroom. In addition to the canopy bed, there was a corner study with a desk and book case, a dresser with a mirror, 2 nightstands, and 3 wardrobes closets. And there was a chandelier hanging from the celling. This place was minted. With light now shining, I put out the candle and set it down on the floor so I can look around. I searched the wardrobe closets to see what I could find. There was a vast collections of gowns, dresses, and armored plates.

I softly let out an amused whistle. "Wow, I must be some sort of warrior princess to own this many gowns and armored chest pieces" I thought to myself. I close the wardrobes and continued searching. I approached the dress and peaked inside its drawers. It was just filled with underwear and other nightgowns. I roll my eyes, as I closed the drawers. As I look up, I get a look at myself at the dresser's mirror. I was both curious and horrified. What was I? Long and semi-pointed ears, a horn, a muzzle (no wonder my face felt more brawn), light amounts of fur, and completely white skin. I stare at myself for awhile, playing with my now long, weirdly rainbow colored hair. Twisting it in my finger.

"Hmm, whoever I am, I sure am beautiful" I thought. "Did I really just say that?" I wondered. I shake my head and try to gather my thoughts. "No!" I told myself, "This is no time to admire your new sexy self in the mirror, focus on your situation." I start to pace the floor back and forth wonder what could've happened. It was then I just barely noticed a weird tapping sound as I walked. Looking down at the ground, I take note of my the horse like hooves that are now my feet. I'm surprised I didn't noticed these things earlier. "So, I'm some sort of horse like creature" I assumed. I feel like being surprised about this, but after notices my breast and my fancy new "Cooch", I don't think anything else can surprise me at this point. Probably nothing more a dream.

I pinch myself to try and wake up. But nothing happens. All of sudden, I heard a knocking sound coming from a door. *Thud, Thud! My eyes widen, as I get a sudden feeling of dread. For a moment, I felt a ice cold sensation run down my spine. My body tightens up. I was not alone. Before I could react, I heard a female like voice call out.

"Princess?"

"Princess?" I thought to myself. So I was right. I am some kind of princess. Before I could think of anything to reply, the voice continued. "Princess? Are you awake? Your light is on." I take a deep breathe in and a deep breathe out. I reply.

"Uh, Y-Yes. I'm awake."

The door knob slowly turns. My hearts beats fast as wait in anticipation as who's behind the door. I close my eyes tightly as the hear the door creak open. I hear a footstep, and finally and voice calls to me. "Ah, good morning Princess." I slowly open my eyes. It was another horse like creature like myself. She was smiling at me with locked hands and bent arms, resting on her stomach. Her skin was a light turquoise blue with matching hair tied in a bun. And she was in some sort of Victorian maid's outfit. Needless to say, she was probably some sort of servant girl. Huh, I can use to that.

"Good morning...uh, you" I respond.

"I'm glad to see you up and early princess" continues the servant girl. "The earlier the better. Don't want to miss raising the sun."

My face quickly changed from nervously happy, to suddenly surprised. What did she mean by raising the Sun? "Your sister is just about ready to lower the moon to allow you to bring forth morning" the servant girl continues. Sister? Wait, I have a sister?

"Sister!" I exclaim.

"Yes, princess. Your sister, Princess Luna" she replies.

"Oh, yes..." I reply nervously... "My sister Princess Luna. Who's is apparently in charge lowering the moon." I giggle nervously.

"Well then, shall we get ready?" she asks me.

"Uh, for what?" I re-inquire

"Well for the ceremony. You do it ever day, remember. Raising the Sun."

"Ah yes. That."

"My princess, a-are you feeling okay?"

I begin to get nervous. The servant girl slowly approaches me and places the back of her hand on my forehead, trying to check me for fever apparently. I start to feel awkward as she does. "Hmm, say AHH, your highness" she tells me. I comply and open my mouth. I don't know what's happening, but I feel ridiculous. The servant girl ponders for a moment, scratching her head, and stroking her chin. "You don't feel warm, and your throat seems fine."

I look away, biting my lip in panic. What do I say? "Uh, I'm fine!" I yell, "I just want to left alone for now!" The servant girl looks at me with concern. She approaches me and gently grabs hold of my hand.

"Are you sure you're okay?" she asks.

"100%" I reply. "I just, wish to be left with my thoughts for now!"

"Very well Princess," replies the servant girl. "Shall I at least prepare your bath?"

"Prepare my what now??"

"Your bath, princess. Shall I prepare it?" she asks me with a giggle. "I help you wash as well?"

I immediately froze as her words caught hold of my ears. She's offering to bathe me? I take back what I said about nothing surprising me anymore earlier. I ponder this in my head for awhile. Having my own servant girl to wait on me 24/7 sounds fun. As fun as my pubescent fantasies will allow. But after realizing what has just happened to me right now, I think the last thing Ii want right now is someone else washing me.

"Th-That won't be necessary" I reply nervously.

"Are you sure your highness?"

"Yes, I'm sure! Now leave me!" I reply firmly.

With a sudden flinch, the servant girl bowed and walked off. I slowly walk back to the dresser's mirror and look at myself. I hold my hand up to my reflection's and press it against the mirror. I sigh heavily. I try pinching myself again to wake up. 3 pinches...5 pinches... 10. At this point, I know I'm not dreaming. Great, so is currently happening. I walk over to one of the wardrobe closets to pick out an dress to ware. I'm not use to owning so much clothing, so to save me time, I grabbed the first gown I saw. I place it on the bed and walked over to the dresser to grab some...ugh, underwear.

I return to the bed and set all clothing items on top of it. I count all my item together. A white gown, a pair of yellow elbow-length ballroom gloves, and a pair of grey stockings. And needless to say, a bra and pair of briefs. And a pair of gold high heel shoes. I take a deep breathe in and exhale. I look at my now feminine body and cringe. "Let's get this over with" I tell myself with a grunt. I close my eyes and pull the straps of my nightgown down, letting it fall off my body.

Just then, I hear a sudden sound of wind, and a sudden jolt came from my back. I feel myself flexing something. But flexing what? My hands are right in front of me. I turn to look at my back. I soon catch a slight glimpse of what I was flexing. "No way!" I yelled. I ran over to the mirror and saw my nude reflection staring at me. But my bare body was the least I cared about. I have Wings! I stare at my reflection for a while before fully examining myself. I'm a female, horse like creature with a Horn, and Wings. I don't know what I am, who I am yet, or importantly, where I am. However, I did know one thing was for certain.

This is a going to be one Load of Horse Sh*t!

Chapter: Two. Meet the Court.

Author's Note

Hope this wasn't a lot of exposition.

Anyway, here's the next chapter in the series. Hope you guys like it.

Chapter: Two. Meet the Court.

"What the hell!? Come on!"

I grunt angrily as a try to get the stupid clasps on my bra to lock into place. This is ridiculous! My breasts aren't even that big! "COME ON!" I scream. I try to stretch my arms as far back as I can. "I think I almost have it" I tell myself. My thoughts were then confirmed as I soon hear a faint clicking sound. "Huh? Okay, I think that one." I stretch my arms back again, this time trying to stretch them a little bit further. *Click. I slowly smile at the soft sound of the clasp locking into place. "Okay, one more" I grunt. I slowly begin breathing in and out. My arms begin to hurt, as I try to stretch out the last clasp. Come on...

...

*Click!

"YES!" I cheer. "Finally."

Now then, with that out of the way, I can now move on to easy stuff. As I recall from the few princess movies I've seen, the princess is helped by little forest animals to get dressed. They start by putting on her dress first, then her shoes, followed by her crown and other accessories. So, All I have to do is just follow that order, minus being helped by animals. That's pretty impractical. I start by putting on my dress: a simple off shoulder, sleeveless white dress with a gold, jeweled belt. Didn't even know it was possible to make belts out of gold.

It also had 3 holes on the back. I'm guessing the first two on the spinal area part are for my wings. But this third one by the butt? N-No. Get that image out of your head. Just then I remember that servant girl had a tail. Maybe that's what it was for. I look behind my back to make sure. Sure enough, I have a tail too. How do I keep missing these new important features on my body!? Especially this weird Sun Tattoo on my lower back, just above my ass, hiding beneath my underwear. How long have I had that?

Anyway, with that knowledge, I slip into my dress and pull my wings and tail through their respective holes. And then proceed to zip up the back zipper. Shouldn't be too hard. To zip it up. Zip up. Zip...Up...Are your kidding me!

[5 Minutes Later...]

With my dress finally zipped I then put on my shoes, which I have is probably going to suck just as much. I've never worn heels before (Why would I), so walking in them is going to suck! I take a deep breathe in and slowly move forward to do a quick practice walk. Step, together, step...

*SMACK!

"AW, F#@%!!"

I get back up and dust myself off. I try again. Just want to make it to the dresser. I spread my arms out to try and balance myself as I walk. Okay, step, together. Step, together, breathe. I wobble a bit, almost tripping again, but I was able to manage. I finally reach the dresser. I pat myself on the back for making it before reaching for a strongbox on top of the dresser's surface table. I open it up and find a gold necklace, 2 forearm bracelets, and what looked a princess's crown. My princess crown. All of them engraved with some sort of linear design. After marveling it for a while, I put on the necklace and bracelets.

Before putting on my crown, I decide to look at myself in the mirror. Everything is looking decent. Minus the messy hair and the lifeless look in my eyes. Looks like the next thing I should do is proceed to hair and make-up. I grabbed a hairbrush sitting on the dresser just opposite to the strongbox. I then began to brush my hair. Somehow. I don't really know what I'm doing, so I just mimic what I've seen on TV. I brush downward, from my roots all the way to my tips. Then I comb my bangs to one side of my face, like I normally did back home. Except rather than cover my face, I brush them to look short and layered. Almost coming down diagonally.

I look in the mirror for a brief moment. "Good enough" I thought to myself. While my hair still looked a bit bushy, at least it was passible. I place the crown on my head take a deep breathe in. "Well, might as well get myself acquainted" I thought. I walk over to the door and exit my bedroom into the hallway. Which I must say, isn't half bad as my bedroom. Marble floors, tall pillars made of fancy stone, stain glass windows, and wall lamps made of gold which illuminated the entire area.

Unfortunately, I don't have time to sight see. I need to find out what's going while trying to keep up this princess act. I look both ways of the hallway. Just a long corridor that stretched from left to right. Now, which way to go? Both corridors seemed to stop at a corner turn so I guess it didn't matter. I go decide to left. As I walk down the hallway I could help but notice how similar the décor was. completely interchangeable to one another. "I hope I don't get lost" I thought.

As I make the turn down the hall, I spot what look like a group of armored soldiers. I don't know if I should be worried, but I guess I'll find out soon. They turn to see me walking down the hallway. I smile nervously and wave. Then, with a sudden movement, the soldiers went back against the wall, standing up straight. I raise an eyebrow. As I got closer, they all knelt to the ground on one knee, with one of their hands clenched into fists, and placed on their upper chest, as if they were bowing to me. I then hear them say as I walk pass them, "My Princess!"

I began to blush as I heard each soldier I passed call me their princess. I try to ignore it, picking my head up and just look forward as I walk down the hall. Nonetheless, I began to find intrigue in this. First a servant girl offers to run me a bath, and now a group of soldiers stop whatever their doing just to go up against a wall, bow, and address me as princess. I began to smile. "I can get use to this" I thought to myself with a smirk.

I continue my walk down the hall, all the while hearing the tapping sound of my hooves as I walked on. I finally came across a "fork in the road" so to speak. They were 3 corridors. Which to choose. Left, right, or straight forward? The mystery of what each corridor would take me too was intriguing. "Hmm, well I can't go forward forever" I thought. I decide to make a right, where I find a door. What room was this? I decided to open and find out. I slowly opened the door and peaked inside. It was a little dark, but it appeared to be some sort of living room. I closed the door, shrug. "Guess I'll go left" I declared.

As I turn back down to go left, I hear a voice call out. I stop and looked around to see where it was going from. Sure enough, I was greeted by a guard, walking down left side of the hall from where I was standing. I smiled and bowed. "Princess Celestia," he says, "I'm glad I found you. Come on, the others are waiting for you."

"Others?!" I exclaimed.

"Your court your highness" he explains.

I look and nod at him. He held out his hand to me. I assumed he was offering to walk me there. I rolled my eyes and reluctantly accepted. He lead down the left hallway, the corridor that was originally straight forward. Guess I should've just went straight. We eventually arrived at a door. I watched in suspense as he opened. I walked in, and to my surprise, it was a dinning room. I walked as the soldier introduced me.

"She's here!".

I walk in a took a seat by the chair that a servant had pulled out for me. I look around the dinning room at all in attendance. Aside from the servants, there were 2 other horsewoman: one light blue skin with indigo colored hair, sitting straight across from, and one with pink skin with yellow and light pink colored hair sitting to my left. They were also dressed in gowns and wearing tiaras. Needless to say, they were princesses as well. No doubt one of them had to be this sister I was told about earlier. The soldier who lead me here took a seat by the pink horsewoman, and kissed her on the forehead. She giggled. Guess they're either dating, or married. Either way, guess that means I have in-laws.

"Good morning, sister" says the blue horsewoman. Now I know who my sister is.

"Good morning to you too, sister" I reply. Felt weird saying that.

"Big day for today, isn't it?" She continued, "A lot of people like to come see you raise the sun."

"Yes," I replied, "I can tell." I giggle nervously as I reached for a roll that was in a basket on the table.

"Allow me, milady" said a servant as I was about to open the roll.

He was a tall horseman with a unicorn horn like mine. He stood next to me, and his horn began to glow slightly. At that moment, a small aura of light came from my bread roll, and then it levitated from my hands into the air. I watched in aw as the roll split into half and headed towards the direction of the servant. He picked up a small knife and a plate of butter, and spread it on the roll. Then, the bread roll came back to me and was placed on my plate. The aura of light disappeared, and the servant's horn stopped glowing.

I stared with an open mouth at the bread roll, then at the servant. He slowly frowned. With a concerned look in eyes he asked, "Is something wrong your highness?" I slowly pointed to him, and turned back to stare at the roll. Across from me I hear a voice call out. "Sister?" I looked up to see my sister staring at me with concern.

"Is everything okay?" she asked.

I sat there for a while, pondering my thoughts. What do I say? I don’t want to say something wrong and blow it. “Umm, I…” I spoke softly, caught between my words. “Well, I was just wondering…” I drummed my fingers on the table slowly. Finally, I decide to go to with the only princess trope I know.

“I was just wondering, if umm, the…The Butter!”

“Butter?”

Yes! The butter. Is this Fat Free Butter?”

I stared looking at the servant. He was at a loss for words. “Uh, well…I don’t know, Princess.” I raised an eyebrow at him, and slowly shook my head side to side. He servant pulled on his collar in nervousness.

“You should know I don’t eat Fat.” I scoffed.

The servant stared at me with confusion. As did the others. I didn’t notice however, as I had my eyes closed and my back turned in abhorrence. I know it was too early for the Royal Brat Act, but I had to think of something. It would just look more suspicious if I were to ask about what happened, when I’m supposed to me some kind of magical demigod princess, and I react to magic like it’s the first time I’ve seen it. Because it is.

After a while of awkward silence, the servant took the plate and nodded. “I’ll just go and check” he said. I raised an arm and waved my hand in a “shooing” manner.

“See that you do!” I added.

I opened my eyes and turned back to face my court. “My apologies,” I said, “Just, trying to keep my figure.” I giggled as I picked a teacup and took a sip, only to realize it was empty. As soon as I realized this, I began to giggle more nervously. “Oh, right.” I set my teacup down on the table.

From across the table, my sister faintly smirked at me. “If that’s the case sister, might I suggest you cut down on that favorite cake of yours” she said. The whole table chuckled.

“She’s got you there, aunty” said the pink horsewoman.

Aunty? Huh, guess I have a niece. That makes that soldier sitting next to her my nephew-in-law. Or was that pink horsewoman my niece-in-law? Guess it doesn’t matter right now. For now I just join in on the laughter.

“Yes, I guess she did!” I giggled.

"Well then," she added, "We should get going sister. Sun raise is in an hour and time is of the essence."

"Huh? Oh yes, of course!" I exclaimed. "The Sun thing. Right."

As I stood up from my seat, a servant approached me. He was a tall elder looking horseman with a monocle and mustache. All he needed was a top hat, and he could be the Monopoly Guy. But jokes aside, he did presented himself as some sort of adviser, or chief servant. I forgot what the name for those people are called.

"Princess, if you would follow me, I'll lead your court to the castle courtyard where we can begin" he said.

"Of course" I said, as I held my arm out, gesturing to lead the way.

"Lead the way, Reginald" said my sister.

Reginald was this horseman's name? So, am I in a British Magical Kingdom? Whatever. I followed Reginald, and my court down the castle's hall. My stomach was tightening. And it should be. I was about to raise the sun in an hour, and judging from what I saw in the dinning room, I have to use some kind of telekinetic "Horn Magic" to do it. And I have no idea how to do that. With what little time I have, I better think of something. And fast. Otherwise, my new princess ass, is grass.

Chapter: Three. The (Short) Ceremony.

Author's Note

Here's another chapter. Its a bit shorter, but I hope you guys like it either way. And I hop the plot twist at the end isn't out of no where.

Anyway, enjoy the story.

Chapter: Three. The (Short) Ceremony.

As we walk down the hallway to go to the castle courtyard, I can't help but feel my stomach tightening. I have no idea what to do? If I try to use magic out there, I'm going to be discovered. And I don't know if I can fake an illness to get out of this. According to my Sister millions of people show up to see me raise it. I already know what its like to be a disappointed to my mother. I don't want to be a disappointment to an entire kingdom.

"Sister, are you alright?"

I heard my sister's voice whispering to. I responded with a nod, telling her I was just nervous. She smiled at me. "Worry not sister. You raise the sun everyday, but the ceremony is only annually. You've done it before, no need to panic." Hearing that made me feel a little better, but not much. If I don't know how to use this horn magic that I'm suppose to have, then I'm f***ed.

I try to calm down, taking deep breathes. I'm sure everything will be okay. If my knowledge of movies is correct, all I got to do is concentrate, then my powers should activate. Or I'll make myself look like a fool before being imprisoned. Either way, I got nothing to loose at this point. I soon made my way down a stairwell, and into the castle's main hall. Not gonna lie, this placed looked pretty sweet. Marble floors, carpet, velvet curtains; a glass chandelier. I almost felt like Cinderella.

As we walked to the front door we stopped. Reginald asked me and the rest of my court to wait here, while he sees to the last minute preparations and gets the crowd ready. I guess that bought me time to try using my horn magic. Or course, I can't really practice with my court here with me. I decide to go to the corner of a wall. "Good, they didn't see me" I assumed. I took of my crown from my head and held it in my hands. This should make a great small item to practice with.

I take a deep breathe in, and breathe out. Then I concentrate. I stare at the crown for a while, thinking: "Come on you sonofabitch! Levitate!". Nothing happened. Maybe if I close my eyes. I begin to grunt as I try to concentrate harder. Finally I heard a spark. I slowly opened my eyes. The crown was surrounded by a glowing aura for a while, before it faded away. "Okay, I got an aura." I declared. "Let me try again."

However, before I could, I felt a hand place on my shoulder. "Sister?" a voice called out. Needless to say it was my sister. Princess...uh, Luma, I think. "Is everything okay?" she asked. I nodded in response, telling her it was just the butterflies in stomach. She smiled, taking the crown from and using her fingers to comb my hair, before placing the crown back on my head.

"You'll do fine sister. Remember, I'm here for you."

She wraps her arms around my body to give me hug. For a moment I'm a bit surprised, then I felt a warm calming sensation. Maybe I can do this. I have nothing to fear. Everything will be alright. After a hug, she held my hands and stared into my eyes. "Just remember, I'm right by your side, sister. The Two of Us, together again. She continued, "If you get nervous, just remember little sister is here for you."

What did she mean by, Together Again? No! No! Just, get that out of your head. Besides I doubt it. I smile and give her hug in return. I figured it may help me a bit more. Finally, Reginald came back inside the castle and told me the crowd was waiting ready for me. I take a deep breathe in, and breathe out. I guess its time to get this over with.

I walked out of the castle into the courtyard. I was soon welcomed by cheers and applauses. I looked at all who here outside the castle in the front courtyard. There had to be like 40,000 people (or whatever this spices call themselves) out there. The butterflies in my stomach returned. My stomach tightened, and my throat became dry. I try to breathe in and out to calm down. Reginald and a few castle soldiers lead me down the steps to a stage by the courtyard. I am now in full display.

I smile nervously and wave at the audience. They applaud me, shouting "We love you princess!" My sister stands beside me, while the niece and nephew, I guess, watch from back of the stage. Finally the crowd got quieter as Reginald took center stage to introduce me and the event.

"Fillies and Gentlecolts, Mares and Stalions" he began. Wow, these people are really anal about being anthropomorphic horse creatures. " Welcome to the Summer Sun Celebration." The crowd cheered. As he went on speaking, I close my eyes and try to find my happy place. I begin to tell myself, "I can do it." I don't want to know what will happen if I fail, but I guess I'll see soon enough. Reginald begins.

"And now, the moment you've been waiting for!" Reginald signaled to my sister, Luna (uh, I almost got it right). "Princess Luna, if you'd please." Luna nodded. She extended her wings and began to flap them. Then she slowly went up into the air. As I see this I begin to loose hope. Not only must I use my magic, but I need to FLY as well. Up in the air, Luna raise her arms up and moon, and with a glow of her horn, she lowered her arms down, slowly lowering the already setting moon. The sun slowly turned from dark blue to an orangey purple.

My sister comes back down and smiles at me. "Your turn. Good luck." She winks at me. I look at the crowd and slowly inhale and exhale. "Princess Celestia" says Reginald, "Now you." I clutch my chest and continued breathing. I slowly close my eyes, and extend my wings. I gently flap them. I hope for the worst. This is probably it. I probably look like an idiot. However, to my surprise, I slowly open my eyes and found I actually flew a few feet off the ground. I slowly smile. However, I soon find myself being take back down by gravity.

Everyone gasped. I picked myself of the floor, my sister and Reginald came to me to see if I was okay. "Sister, are you alright?" asked Luna. I nodded. Reginald asked me If I was sure I was capable of doing this. I didn't respond. I slowly got completely back up, and took a deep breathe in, and a deep breathe out. "Are you going to try again?" Luna asks. I responded with a yes. I extend my wings, and slowly flap them, this time, I didn't fly. Everyone in the audience looked concern.

"What's wrong princess?" asked a woman.

"Is the princess okay?" asked another woman.

"Get on with it!" shouted an old man.

"Hey buddy, the princess may be ill or injured!" shouted a younger sounding male.

Luna slowly walked up behind me. "Tia," she says, "What's wrong?" I looked at her with sad eyes. She stared back at me with concern. However, before I could respond, I heard a deep, almost ghostlike voice whispering in my ear. I widely open my eyes. My wings twitched, and a cold feeling ran down my spine at the demonic inflection in this voice.

"Yessss. What issss wrong, Princessss?"

Just then, everything turn black and white, and everyone including my court became deftly still. Almost like, like if they had been frozen in place. except for me. I began to panic. I waved my hands in front of my sister. She did not react. She was still like a statue, just like everything else. Just then a black mist surrounded me.

"Tell me Princessss. What's got you in a tizzy. " The voice laughs.

"Show yourself!" I demanded.

"Ha, ha, if you inssssisssst" he responded.

The black mist began to take shape. I slowly stepped back as a small tornado formed, shielding my face a harm wind began to blow. Suddenly, everything calmed down. And the voice called out to me. "Here I am." I looked up and saw a silhouette, just behind a wall of black mist. "Gazzzze upon me, Princessss." I was terrified as it walked closer to me. I fell to the floor as I tried to back away. I looked around, there's no place to go. I guess this is it.

"Who are you!?" I asked fearfully.

"I am everything, and nothing. I am many, and I am few. But mosssst all. I am the architect of your Desssstiny!" he replies.

"My destiny. What are you talking about?"

The silhouette finally got close to me. The black mist slowly faded. And when I looked up, it was a man in black trench coat and hat. His face was covered with a black scarf to match as well. I was paralyzed in fear. There was only one explanation for this. This man was a soul collector. And this princess, that I'm suppose to be, was probably some kind of demon worshiper. And this man is an undertaker, here to collect is debt. Me.

"Oh no!" cried. "Are you here for my soul?" I asked.

The man laughed. He grabbed his scarf and hat and took them off. I flinched at the idea of seeing his face, but when I slowly looked up, I saw that this man was actually not an angel of death, but a goat man. An odd looking goat man. He had one goat horn, but his other horn was a deer's antler. I also noticed his tail. A red scaly, dragon like tail. A goat with a dragon's tail. What?

With the snap of his fingers, his trench coat turned into a simple brown suit and tie. It was then that I noticed one of his hands was some type of bird's claw. While the other looked like some form of animal's paw, but with opposable thumbs. I would hold it pass this crazy place anymore. The goat man stood over me laughing. "Oh man!" he cried, "You should have seen the look on your face! Priceless!" He continued laughing.

"Are you here for my soul?" he teased. "HAHAHAHAHA! Comedy Gold!"

"Ha. Ha. Ha. That was so funny" I replied angrily. "So, back to my question: Who Are You?" I asked.

"All in due time my Princess" he replied. "All your questions will be answered..."

"How did you-" I was interrupted.

"Shhh...Like I said..." restated the goat man.

"....All. In due. Time..."

Chapter: Three and a Half. A Deal with the...Goat Antler Claw Dragon Devil Man.

Author's Note

Here's the next chapter of, I'm the Princess of Equestria. Hope you guys like it.
I'll post more soon, and for those of you wondering about Lights. Camera. Romance. It's coming. Just be more patient.

Chapter: Three and a Half. A Deal with the...Goat Antler Claw Dragon Devil Man.

The goat man snapped his fing...er, claws and with a sudden puff of smoke a small wooden table and 2 chairs appeared from out of no where. "Take a seat" he says to me. I slowly get up from the ground and take a seat on one of the chairs. "Tea?" he asked, as he snapped his claws again, this time making a floating teapot and teacup appear. The pot poured the tea into the cup and slowly floated down onto the table, where I slowly grabbed it. I took a small hesitant sip. "Well?" asked the goat man. I nodded in response. "Not a fan of tea, eh?" he asked. I nodded in response.

The goat man raised an eyebrow, staring at me with a sly smirk on his face. "A princess, who hates tea? Interesting." I began to get a little nervous. However, that didn't change the fact about what was going on right now. Who is this guy, what does he want with me, and how do I get out of here? "Now, your wondering who I am and what I want with you, correct?" he asks. I nodded in response. He smiled as he walked over to the table and took a seat across from me.

"They call me, Discord" he said. "Prince of Chaos, Master of Disaster, God of Mischief, Architect of Disarray, and as some of my friends call me, Q."

"Q?" I asked.

"Yes, longer story, no time to explain" he responded.

I stared at him for a while with a raised eyebrow, before asking him a question. "Okay...Discord...So, what do you want with me?" He smiled wickedly, obviously with an heinous intention. This is probably going to be bad for me. "My dear Princess Celestia" he said. "I am here to make sure you are able to raise the sun." I raised an eyebrow. "Of course, there is a price" he added. Of course, there's always a catch. I slowly asked what me wanted, as I took another sip of tea for some reason. I guess this princess act is starting to get to me.

"I want you to take part in an experiment with me" he said. "An experiment of great...Excitement." He laughed slightly. I got eerie as he said that. "What kind of experiment?" I asked. He stared at me with a sly, evil looking smile. As he stood up from his stair, he slowly approached me, and placed his hands...er, what ever those are, on my shoulders. I became a little awkward out. "I think you already know what that experiment is, Celestia" he said.

"...Or should I call you...Liam Anderson" he added, whispering it into my ear.

I got up from my seat and angrily grabbed the goat man from the collar of his shirt. "How do you know that name!" I demanded. "Are you responsible for THIS! ARE YOU THE ONE WHO BROUGHT ME HERE IN THIS...FORM!?" He began to laugh, like a demented asylum patient. I got even more angry, shaking him back and forth, demanding answers. "ANSWER ME!!" I shouted. The goat man slowly stopped laughing and snapped his fingers.

As fast as a wink, he teleported away from my grasps and behind me. I slowly turned my head back, as I felt the odd sensation of a claw brushing my hair. "Yes, Liam, I know all about" he said. He continued, "I have been watching you. A poor, lonely teenage boy with no friends, no family who loves him, living in poverty with his crackhead of a mother." I couldn't help but feel both contempt and sadness as he spoke those words. While he was speaking in a patronizing tone, it wasn't false. I did live a pretty depressing life.

"Yes, Liam" he continued. "I saw everything. Being forced to raise yourself, because you mother is never home, and likes to drink and pass out on the couch. Dealing with those bullies in 4th grade. Tragic." I began to get teary eyed. "And now, compare it to THIS life. A castle, fancy bedroom, servants eager to attend to your every command. What more can a teenaged boy ask for?" I began to ponder this in my head. While his intention rarely made sense to me, I can see the idea. I do live a depressing life. And whoever this Princess Celestia is, her life is infinitely better by comparison. Why shouldn't I get to live the good life.

I turn to the goat man with a look of intrigue. "Go on" I said. Smiling sneakily, he started to fill me in on the details. "Its simple kid" he began. "I want you to pretend to be the Princess of Equestria, this humble kingdom, I'll help you play the part from time to time. Don't worry about your old life, I send a replacement to cover for you." He began to giggle. I should be worried about that, but hey, I get to be a princess. "In return, all you have to do is well...do whatever. You're the princess after all."

I began to smile widely as he spoke each word. Of course I knew it was too good to be true. "What's the catch?" I asked. He goat man laughed. "Oh no catch. Just...well..." he said. Here we go. "There is one little tiny detail." I raised an eyebrow. "Tell me" I said. He slowly approached me face to face. And began:

"You are going to play the role of Princess Celestia, crown princess of the Kingdom of Equestria, that part is explanatory. I'll be watching you and helping you from time to time to complete whatever tasks you can't manage. However, if you get discovered, do anything to arouse suspicion about you, or damage your current reputation, like getting into war with another kingdom, and your mine."

I'm his?

"You will be sentenced to my home dimension, the Realm of Chaos! Also known Chaosville. Where you shall remain for the rest of Eternity!"

My eyes widen at the mention of this. I can be treated like royalty and live a seemingly better life, but if I do anything to mess it up, I go to this worlds version of Hell. Holy crap. "Of course," he added, "I f you don't feel up to it anymore, I could just send you back home." I looked up at him and raise with a surprised look. "You can go back to being Liam Anderson," he continued, "The Kingdom can have their princess back, and we pretend this whole ordeal Never Happened. And we all live Happily Ever After. Well, except for you."

I stood there pondering my options for a while. It was either be a princess, but go to Hell if you screw up, or go back to being Liam the emo, nobody. Back to lonely life, crappy apartment, a deadbeat mother, and a disease written bedroom and bathroom. I sounded depressing. But I was my life, and I life I still cherished despite all the bullshit. Besides, this wasn't no dream or movie. I have to think with my brain, and make the smart decision. I have ask myself, what's worse? Going to a Hell, or going back Home?

...

"I accept your challenge!" I exclaimed.

"Wonderful..." he said.

With a snap of his fingers, a contract appeared floating in the air. He then handed me a feathered pen. "Just sign this" he said. I knew by signing this I would be making a huge mistake, but there's no turning back now. I signed the contract and gave him back the pen. "Excellent" he said. "Now, You should be able to use your Princess Powers now, so give them a try, and I'm going to undo this time freeze so you can get back to the sun ceremony" he stated.

I replied with a nod. "And Good Luck...Princess Celestia" he added. With the snap of his fingers, a gust of wind blew, and when I opened my eyes, all was back in color and everyone had resume what was going on. I was on stage, my sister was wondering if I was okay, and the audience was curious. No one remembered anything. Good.

"Sister, are you alright? What's happening" asked Luna.

"Nothing" I responded. "I'm just a bit tired. I'm going to try one more time."

I take center stage. I close my eyes, and extend my wings. I gently flapped them, and I took to the skies. As I opened my, I smiled, I was doing, I was really flying. I looked at the distant horizon. I took a deep breath in, and breathed out. I extended my hands and began to concentrate. All was quiet. Then my audience awed as my horn began to glow. I smiled slowly, and utter, "Let there be light." As I raised my arms up, the sun slowly peaked out. Was doing it? I decided to play with my hands by shaking them up and down, and the sun mimicked my movement. Wow I really was. I finally raised my arms up high, as the sun lifted into the sky.

The audience slowly applaud. "Fillies and Gentle Colts, behold!" announced Reginald. "The Summer Sun, has been raised." As I came back down, Luna gave me a hug. And it took me until to realize, I never really had much hugs when I was growing up, so this was actually pretty nice. My niece and nephew soon arrived.

"Aunt Celestia, that was amazing!" said my niece.

"Yeah, I have to admit I was worried at first" said my nephew. "But then you managed to pull through and, WOW! I can't wait for next year."

I looked at the audience, all were happy and smiling. As they began to leave, I overheard some people. "That was amazing" said a man. "I was worried at first, but I knew our Princess wouldn't let us down" said a woman. I smiled slowly. It felt nice to get some positive attention rather than the usual pretend I don't exist that I normally got. As my guards and Reginald escorted me and my sister Luna back to the Castle, I took a deep breath in, and a deep breathe out. I then begin to ponder my thoughts:

"So I guess this is the start of my new life. I am Princess Celestia. Crown Princess of Equestria, and anthropomorphic horsewoman. My new life is going to be...Interesting. That goat man is also watching me. Discord, right? I need to be mindful of him as well. I also need to play the part and not do anything to compromise my role as Princess Celestia. Unless I want to end up in this, Chaosville. Now, the first thing I must do is acquaint myself with all my staff members."

"Well, this is it. To reiterate, My new life as a Princess has Began."

"Oh Boy."

Chapter: Four. Sisterly Bonding.

The ceremony was over, and I was at last free. Free to get to know my surroundings, and make myself acquainted with the inhabitants of this place. And doing so without exposing my true identity. This time I really need to be elusive. If I come across as too forward, I may arouse suspicion. I should first start by consulting Reginald, my castle's...Chief Advisor? Head of House? Court Butler? Whatever the name of his position is, I can't remember.

"So, Reginald, anything on the royal schedule today?" I asked.

"None that I no ma'am" he replied. "But I shall let you know if anything comes up."

"Excellent, in the mean time I think I'll indulge myself with some activity" I declared. "Care to give some...recommendations?" (Wow that was subtle).

"Umm, sure thing milady" says Reginald. "There's the Castle's Library, and I know how much you like walking down and admiring the Backyard Gardens, and there's of course your Observatory, although that's more of a nighttime thing."

Wow, I have a Library and an Observatory in my castle? How minted am I? Reginald also went on to tell me about a few places in Canterlot, the name of the my Kingdom. High end retail shopping, fine dining restaurants; it was enough to peak my interest. "I think I'll go partake in some shopping, Reginald" I said in response. "Care to accompany me?" I asked. Reginald shook his head.

"My apologies milady," he said, "but I have duties to attend to. Perhaps your one of your other servants could attend your shopping?" He hummed aloud for a moment, pondering. "Or perhaps your sister, Princess Lua would like to accompany?" he inquired. "After all, I'm sure you two could afford to have some sisterly bonding. After all you two haven't really been much involved with one another since...well, the incident."

I paused when he said that. What did he meant by The Incident . I obviously can't ask, it may arouse suspicion. I decide to play along as if I know. Maybe he might drop some exposition about it. "Oh, umm, yes. Of course. I guess I do owe it to her, don't I?" I inquired. "It was so tragic after all."

Reginald nodded. "Indeed. Almost 1000 years, banished to the moon" he said. Huh? Banished to the moon? A thousand years!? While the being banished to the moon was peculiar what really caught my attention was hearing the a thousand years. My little sister's over a thousand years old? And if that's the case, HOW OLD AM I?!! The very thought made me horrified, I nearly shouted:

"A THOUSAND YE--" I exclaim when I quickly placed my hand over my mouth to avoid finishing my sentence. "I mean yes!" I said nervously. "A thousand years, banished to the moon (for what, I don't know). I guess I could use some sisterly bonding." I smile at Reginald, who apparently seemed concerned about me as I did.

Reginald stared onward with a raised eyebrow, as I slowly became nervous. "Um, okay" he said. He walked off, and the butterflies in my stomach disappear as I breathe a sigh of relief. As I see him head up stairs, I turn around to see who else but my sister herself, Princess Luna, standing behind me. I jumped back in suspense. How long was she standing there, I wondered? "Sister, you startled me" I said. Luna smiled.

"I heard what you said sister" she began.

"You did?" I responded.

"Yes."

"...Well?" I asked.

"I'd be honored to accompany you sister."

She smiles warmly at me, and I smile back at her in response. I'm not too bothered about having her with me. Hopefully this "sister bonding" will tell me a little bit about the relationship I'm suppose to have with her, and tell me the kind of person...uh, horsewoman that Luna is. I can inquire more about this Banished to the Moon Reginald spoke about. And to be quite honest, if there's a situation where I run into someone I'm suppose to know, I'll have her to inadvertently feed me exposition about them.

"Come," she said, "I'll have the staff prepare us a carriage."

"Carriage?"

After a few minutes, Luna walked me outside of the castle where the carriage was waiting for us. As I walked down the castle's steps and walked towards the carriage, I couldn't believe my eyes. Not because the carriage looked awesome, and it did, all white with gold trims on it, but because it was a horse-drawn carriage. A horse-drawn carriage!? In a world where horses are anthropomorphic creatures, there are still horses that are used for horse work? This was creepy as hell, 2 horseman were hooked up to the carriage with harnesses and all, and there was even a coachman. What!?

Holy S*it, this was messed up. So if horses are like humans in this world, but some are still tasked with things like pulling a carriage, does that mean their...Slaves? Oh god, am...Am I a Harem Princess!? Oh my god, this just became really dark! Are any of the castle's staff slaves, or are they all willing employees? Is it only dark colored horses who are slaves? It this just how this world's economy and labor force work?! What is happening! What's going ON!? WHAT IS THIS F**KED UP PLACE!!??

"What's wrong sister. You bare the look of one who is terrified."

I turn to Luna, smile. "It's nothing sister." I try to calm down. I can't ask about this without drawing suspicion. We enter the carriage together, and the coachman takes off. I try to ignore the horsemen that are pulling us; take my mind off the whole idea of slavery by looking out at the scenery. The carriage was roofless, so needless to say, I had a great view of the town. As we went down the road, I was a bit impressed by the architecture. Everything seemed to be in built in a Victorian like structure, with roofs that looked like the Taj Mahal. And almost everything was made of stone, marble, and gold.

I turn to Luna. Maybe some small talk can help find out about this place. "The city sure looks beautiful today. Doesn't it, sister?" Luna smiles and nods. "I guess so" she replies. I stared smiling at her for a bit. She eventually went from a smile to a frown. "You still think about it, don't you?" I slowly frown, and my eyes widen. What do I say? Is this about that event Reginald told me about.

"Umm, not really?" I say nervously.

Luna frowns. "Don't lie to make feel better sister" she says. "It was along time ago, and I really have changed since then. Although..." Oh no, she's sharing her feelings with me. And I'm suppose to feel a similar way! What do I do!? She continues, "...The more I think about it, the more I can't help but still feel that I was still responsible for it all." I stare at her with a blank face. I replied with a confused, "Umm". She looks out to the city. "Do the whispers of Nightmare Moon still haunt you?" she asks. "Because they still haunt me."

I stared with a scared face. Nightmare Moon? What was she talking about? Does this have something to do with the banishment? "Everyday, I can hear her whispering in my ears, clawing at my back; demanding to be set free. But I refuse her. I try to stay strong, for you." Luna tightened her wings and buried her face in her hands. "When I reunited with you, you said we were meant to rule together. You took me back in opens arms. You didn't even punish me further for my actions. Imprisoning you. Surrounding Equestria in Darkness. Trying to destroy the Elements of Harmony. Trying to kill your student."

At this point, I was horrified. Imprisoning me? Darkness? Elements of Harmony? Trying to kill my student? What student!? I have a student!? Surrounding Equestria in Darkness!? Is my sister some kind of devil worshiper!? Is Nightmare Moon like some kind of Deadric Prince? Am I secretly a character in a new Elder Scrolls game!? Is that it!? Am I a new playable race!? And wait, she imprison me!?

"That day, when she reunited me with you, it was the happiest day of my life" Luna said. "I had my sister back. All in the kingdom forgave me. I was welcomed back with open arms. But then, we drifted apart again. You had your princess duties to attend to. I had a lot about the new Equestria I had to learn." She turned up to look at me. "And while, we still had each other from time to time, you and I have never really spent time as sisters together. Not once since then." Luna began to cry. "Do you ever wonder what if?" she asks.

I am so scared I don't know what to say. Holy crap, this was more than I wanted to know about her. What do I say in response? "Umm..." I nervously stutter. "I...Well, I mean...I think that m-maybe...You...Err..." Luna turns away. "Its okay," she says, "you don't have to say anything." I place my hand on her back to try and cheer her up.

"Hey, don't worry about" I said. "What matters, you and I are a family again."

I wiped away the tears in her eyes. She smiled at me. "Thank you for brining me along sister" she said. "I'm glad we have this time together." I nodded in response. "This is going to be fun, shopping with my big sister!" she exclaimed, giving me a hug. I squealed in surprise (there goes another 3 Manliness points).

"Yes, yes it will" I replied.

As I spoke, Luna made a sniffing sound, and slowly leaned away from me. "Sister, did you skip bathing this morning?" she asks. I nervously hummed, but before I could answer, she leaned in closer to me and gave me a sly smile. "Don't worry. I did as well." She giggled, and placed her finger over her lips, making a playful shushing sound. I roll my eyes and smiled at her.

"We're here my princesses!" announces the coachman. "I'll just find us a parking space."

"Understood" said Luna.

Parking Space? These creatures Park their carriages? Oh boy, I hope those two horsemen are coming down with us, because its going to suck for them being hooked up there in the heat, just waiting for us. We eventually park and the coachman opens the door and helps us down. Then, he unhooked the 2 horsemen. Thank god. "You two know what to do" said the coachman to the 2 horseman. "I'll wait for you here."

The 2 horsemen nodded and approached both me and Luna. "After you, my princesses" they said, leading the way to the entrance of the shopping center. Guess these carriage pullers also doubled as our bodyguards. Makes sense. I was wondering why the castle would allow me and my sister to leave without supervision. As we walked over towards the entrance, I turned to Luna.

"This is just what I needed" I told her. "I nice relaxing day of shopping with my dear sister."

"I would count on that, sister" replied Luna.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

We entered through the doors and into the shopping center where out of no where I hear a woman calling out. "LOOK! ITS PRINCESS CELESTIA AND PRINCESS LUINA!" Out of no where a small crowd of people rushed just. They were cheering and awing, asking me and my sister for a signatures and a photographs as the 2 horsemen tried to control the crowd.

I turn to Luna, who had a smile on her face. She turns to me and raises her eyebrows at me, as if to say "See what I meant?" I turn back to the crowd and sighed.

"Well, so much for a Relaxing Day of Shopping."

Author's Note

In short: Liam decides shopping around town will allow him to familiarize himself with the city that is his/her kingdom. Reginald can't accompany him/her, so he suggests taking his/her little sister, Princess Luna. Liam decides this would be a great time to learn about his relationship with her, but he ends up getting a little more than what he bargained for.

Anyway, I hope you guys liked this chapter. Leave a comment and let me know what you thought, and hit the like button if you liked it.

Chapter Five: Dresses.

After our Bodyguards, I guess, handled the crowd, Me and Luna began to browse through the clothing section of one of the stores. All the while, people stared at us in aw. I'm assuming that me and her never get out much, being members royalty, so just the mere presence of one of us being outside the castle seems to be enough to excite these people. Or whatever terminology they use to describe their species. And speaking of being easy to excite, Princess Luna seemed the most excited just being here.

"Sister, look over there!" Luna happily exclaimed, as she grabbed hold of my arm.

"Ouch, Luna!"

Luna dragged me over to an aisle of dresses, and reaches for a one hanging by one of the racks. "Isn't this beautiful!?" she asked in excitement. I rolled my eyes. This was probably the 3rd item she's shown me. And her excitement increased with each. First a pair of earrings, then a silk scarf, and now a dress. It was clear that Luna had never been here, or at the very least, never got to go often. Why else would a princess living in an expensive castle with hundreds of servants (and possible slaves), be getting excited over something as trivial as a scarf?

"It's very beautiful" I replied with a smile. Luna stared at the dress she held in her hands. She pondered; humming for a while before looking up at me. I slowly frown. "Is something wrong sister?" I asked. Luna slowly holds the dress over me, and smirks. As she gently nods, my eyes widen from fear. Usually when someone does that it means...

"Perfect! Go try it on!"

...That.

"Uh, what?"

"Come one, you heard me. Let's go try it on you."

I slowly take a few steps back, giggling nervously. "Oh...Oh my." I stared at the dress in question. It wasn't a bad looking dress. It was a white ballroom dress with puffy sleeves, a long puffy skirt, lace around the bottom, and a yellow ribbon around the waist with a pair of gloves to match. Luna slowly walked up to me. "Problem, sister?" she asked me. Hell yeah there's a problem! I'm already wearing an off shoulder dress! I'm not going to ware that puffy, girly, froo-frooy gown. But I can't tell her that.

"No, No problem at all, sister." I tried to contain my sudden burst of nervousness. I try to play it cool. I can't directly tell her that I hate the dress. It may hurt her feelings. Or worse... arouse suspicion about who I really am. After all, I don't know who this princess is suppose to like or dislike. "I just thought... um... w-well... It just looks so much better on you" I said. Luna giggled, shaking her head.

"I'm sure it would, sister," she replied, "but I'm afraid it isn't my size." Luna walked over to me and held the dress up to my chest. "Besides," she added, "you've always been a fan of yellow." If that was true, then I'm screwed. I can't turn down something yellow. In fact, now that I think about it, the sun tattoo on my butt, my gold colored high heels, the belt on my off gown, and my gloves. Guess I have no choice.

"Well, I do like yellow" I said.

"You always did, Sun Princess" Luna teased.

"I guess I can see how it looks" I replied.

With a sudden squeal of excitement, Luna grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to the nearest dressing room. Without giving me anytime to react to her, she threw inside an empty stall and locked the door behind her. "Ouch!" I exclaimed, rubbing my wrists. "Give me a little heads up next time" I said. Luna laughed. She hung the dress by a clothing hook on the wall and the proceeded to walk up to me and place her hands on my shoulders. This was about to awkward, I can tell.

"Whoa, umm, sister? What are you doing?" I asked.

"What does it look like I'm doing, silly? I'm getting you undressed."

My eyes widen. I officially DID get awkward. "Wait, WHAT!?" I swatted her hands away and took a few steps back, cover my body with my arms. "Are you crazy!" I shouted, "You can't undress me!" Luna laughed. "Come now, sister" she said. "No need to be shy. Were both women after all." I silently huffed with laughter at the irony of that statement. However, that didn't distracted me from what was going on. Luna began to chase me around the dressing room stall in circles. She eventually caught up with me, tackling me to ground. "Luna!" I yelled, "Let me go!"

[Meanwhile outside of the dressing room] [No One's POV]

"Luna! Let me go!" overheard the guard ponies.

"Should we check on them?" asked one of the guard ponies.

"I'm sure there fine" said the other guard, browsing through some boxer shorts. "What do you think of these?"

"Too flashy" replied the other, as his friend showed him a pair of rainbow colored shorts.

[Back to the dressing room] [Liam's POV again]

Luna giggled as I tried to free myself of her grip. "No!" she teased. She picked me off the floor and sat me on the dressing room stall's bench, where she then proceeded to unbuckle by belt. "H-Hey! I can do that myself!" I exclaimed, trying to get her hands of my waist. Luna giggled as she removed my belt and proceeded to take off my shoes. "Stop!" I demanded. Luna giggled and looked at me with a smirk. I raised at eyebrow. "Feeling a little embarrassed?" she asked. I clicked my teeth at her. "What do you think?" I replied with sarcasm.

Luna continued to laugh. "Ironic, isn't it sister?" I raised an eyebrow. "You're the oldest sister, and here you are being undressed by your little sister." Luna sat me up from the bench and signaled me to turn around. I reluctantly obliged, rolling my eyes at her. "I remember when you used to help me get dressed when I was little" she added, placing one hand on my shoulder, and slowly unzipping my dress with the other. My wings twitch up and tighten, and I start to blush. "Oh, those were some pretty embarrassing moments, huh sister?"

I slowly turn my head back to view her. "Embarrassing for You for Me?" I asked. Luna gave me a smirk, and without any hesitation or warning, grabbed the ends of my dress, and pulled down. My wings extended, and I let out a sudden shriek, grabbing my breasts with my hands and falling to my knees on the floor. Its official, I have officially became gay. Luna fell to her kneels laughing. "Well, I guess right now its embarrassing for YOU, isn't it?" she teased. "Sh-Shut up!" I snapped. Luna playfully messed up my hair, then she took the dress of the clothing hook and proceeded help me into it.

After an uncomfortable 23 seconds, I stared at myself in the mirror. Luna squealed in delight. "Oh, sister!" she cried, "It's Wonderful!" I roll my eyes as I turned around, examining myself through the mirror. While I'll admit it was a perfect dress for a princess, there's no way in hell I'm going to be caught dead wearing this dress. Look at Luna through the mirror, and moan in disinterest.

"Meh!"

Luna laughed. "Oh come on!" she incited, "It looks perfect on you." I crossed my arms and frown, "I look like I have a marshmallow for a skirt!" I complained. Luna rolled her eyes, "Alright then, I'm going to look for outfits for you and me to try on. You wait here." I playfully give a sarcastic salute. As she leaves the dressing room, and I lock the door behind her, I walk over to the mirror to continue to examine myself. It really was a big poofy dress.

"God, I look like stupid" I mumbled, as I proceeded to unzip the dress.

"I think you look rather, Dashing!" said a voice behind me.

I looked up to find the goat man himself, Discord. I turning around, suddenly, and backed up against the wall of the mirror, grasping my heart as I scream in terror. He smiled wickedly at me. Suddenly I hear a nock on the dressing room door. And a hear a strange female voice call out. "Is everything okay in there ma'am?" I guess another shopper or employee overheard me screaming (no sh*t).

"I'm fine" I replied with a nervous giggle, "I just... uh, thought I saw a spider, but it was just a dust bunny."

After some quick back and forth, the woman leaves. I now focus my attention to the goat man. "Why are you here!?" I whispered loudly. "How am I suppose to maintain my cover if your here in plain sight!?" Discord laughed. "What's so funny!" I demanded, still trying to keep my quiet tone.

"Didn't I tell you I was you?" he asked. "I said I was going to keep an eye on you."

"I thought you meant from a distance like binoculars, or surveillance cameras, or considers the world I'm in, some sort of magical crystal ball."

He laughed harder. As panicked, placing my mouth over his hand, shushing him. "Keep your voice down, moron!" I yelled softly, "What if someone hears you!? What if Luna hears you!? Was your plan to just blow my cover anyway!?" Discord, gently moved my hand away from his mouth exhaled. He placed his arm over my shoulder and walked me over to the bench.

"Relax" he said, "I'm in a Specter Form, only you can see, hear, and interact with right now."

Really?" I asked.

"Oh definitely, watch. I HAVE A BOMB! See, no one can hear me."

"Whoa. That awesome!" I exclaimed.

"Glad you think so" he said.

Discord offered to show me more of his tricks, but I quickly remembered the situation in hand. "Wait! Why are you here!" I demanded. Discord snapped his fingers and summoned a chair to sit on. Then he spoke. "Oh, just thought you might like advice. Something to help you understand your sister, Princess Luna."

My eyes widen with joy. "YES!" I cried. "I need to know about this whole Nightmare Moon stuff she was talking about in the carriage. And--"

"That's not Important right, don't worry about it!" Discord interrupted. "Listen Liam, your a Princess, correct?"

"That was what we agreed on" I replied.

"Great, that being said, you need to ACT the part. The real Princess Celestia doesn't groan or act disinterested when shopping, let alone with her sister" he said. "Honestly, I'm surprise Luna hasn't caught on to how different your acting."

"Well stop stalling and help me!" I demanded, "How do I act like Princess Celestia?"

"Don't raise your voice at me son!" shouted the goat man with sarcasm.

"Look, are you going to help or not?" I asked. "I don't want to spend the rest of my life in this worlds version of Hell!"

"Okay, okay, don't get your panties in a bunch!" he cried. Discord slowly got up from his conjured chair and walked over to me. "Here's the bottom line" he said. "You and Luna are sister, that's obvious. Okay?" I nodded at him as he continued. "Sisters of Divine Power. One controls the Moon, the other, You, controls the Sun. Both of you are icons to the Empire of Equestria. Daughters of Lady Fausticorn, goddess of Equss and all of pony kind."

"Equss?"

"The planet this world resides in."

"Oh, okay. Carry on."

Discord continues. "Bottom line, You two are supposed to be like Two Peas in a Pie. You got together like Chocolate and Caramel. Like peanut butter and Jelly. Oh, speaking of which..." He snapped his fingers, conjuring a PB and J sandwich to eat. "As close as two sisters can be" she said, with his mouth full of sandwich, "Mmm, so good." Swallowing, he leans me in closer to him, touching noses. "And as close as two sisters are, you like to do everything together."

"Everything?" I asked.

"Yes" he said breathing his peanut buttery flavored breathe on me. "Everything."

"So, what are you saying?" I asked him.

As he took another bite out of his sandwich, and swallowed, he gently pushed me aside and snapped his fingers, changing me from my poofy dress back to my off shoulder dress. "You're at a shopping center. Your sister wants to pick out clothes to try on. You can pretty get the jest of what I'm saying" he said, as he took another bite of his sandwich. I raised an eyebrow as he turned back to look at me. "Use your imagination!" he exclaimed. "Go nuts." With a wink, he disappears along with his conjured chair.

Just have fun, I though to myself. I got up and picked the poofy dress from the floor where it landed on. As I hung it back on the hook, Luna had returned, knocking on the dressing room door. "Sister, I'm back. Unlock the door. I have new outfits for you." I take a deep breathe in. As I unlocked and opened the door, Luna came in with a whole cluster of dressing, almost struggling to carry them all in her hand. She sat the pile down on the bench and turned to towards me.

She took note that I had changed back into my other dress. "Oh, I see you already got back dressed" she said. I replied with sheepish nod. "Well, I hate to do this to you but, take it off again" she instructed, as she held up another dress. A plain white strapless dress with a sequins on it. It looked very... um, BOLD, so to speak. To put it short, its the type of dress you wear when you want some... Attention. They kind of dress woman wear at an 18 and over dance club.

I smile nervously as I take the dress and proceed to put it on. I strip to my underwear, then proceed to take of my bra. Because, these types of dresses already serve that purpose. I close my eyes tightly as I do, trying so hard not to stare, or think about my breasts. Or any other part of my partially nude body. Jesus Christ, you have no idea how awkward it is to be a teenage boy, inside the feminine body like THIS.

I get the dress on and look in the mirror. My eyes widen and my wings slowly extend. "Holy sh*t!" I cried. "I look... I look... I look GOOD!" My adolescent mind takes over, as I begin to make provocative poses, admiring myself in the mirror. "Oh yeah! Mmm! Aw! I am I good looking lady!" I said to myself. Luna started to laugh. "What's so funny?" I asked. Luna shook her head, trying hard to stop giggling as she handed me another dress, signaling me to take my current one off. I rolled my eyes and obliged.

We spent the next few minutes trying on dresses, all the while having some back and forth banter about which one looks better on us. Some playful teasing also ensued. Luna groped by butt, I called her some names; she tried to push me out of the dressing room stall naked. Yep, just some playful teasing. Eventually we finished and went back to browsing isles. And as we walked down, I began to sense a connection with her. Like some sort of emotional affection for her. Something I've never been able to experience. I think, for the first time ever, in my entire life, I might have made a friend.

"So, where to next sister?" Luna asked me.

"Well, where else would you like to go?" I asked in response.

Luna pondered for a moment. Then she smiled widely as an idea came to her. "I know!" she exclaimed. "I know just the place for us to go to." She stared at me with her joyous expression, grinning ear to ear. And I couldn't help but to nervously smile back at her, giving her two thumbs up. What was the place she had in mind? I can only wait and see as she grabs me by the arm, and drags me off to who knows where.

Author's Note

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Chapter Six: Cake

"TA DA!"

Luna struck a pose as she presented the place she had taken me to. It appeared to be some sort of restaurant. I looked up at the sign above. It simply read "Cake". I don't why we were at a cake shop, but judging by how excited she was to bring me here, I assume it some kind of special thing we probably do as sister, and probably haven't done in a while. I pretend to get excited.

"Oh. My. Gosh! Is that what I think it is?" I gasped. (What the f**k, did I really just say "Gosh")

"You bet it is!" she exclaimed.

Without giving me a chance to reply, Luna took my hand and dragged me inside. As she opened the door, and lead inside, I was suddenly captivated by the sudden smell of freshly baked cakes. I widened my eyes and gently flapped my wings, slowly levitating from the ground by a few inches. I took a deep breathe in, and breathed out, slowly returning to the floor. I have smelled, and eaten, cake before. However, for some reason this was different. It as if something was drawing me to it. And as I approached the counter, and saw all the cakes on display, I began to feel mouth almost salivating.

"I knew you'd like this place" smirked Luna.

With that said, a waitress walked over to us and greeted us with a bow. "Princess Luna," she said, "So nice to see you here." Look like I come here often, I guess. "Good morning, Glades" greeted Luna. Glades replied with nod, then she turned her attention to me. "And Princess Celestia, I am honored to have you in my shop" she said with a delighted high tone voice. I smiled and bowed back in response.

"Come, let me show you to your seats" added Glades.

As the waitress showed us to our seats, I leaned in close to Luna to ask her a question. "How did you know her name?" Luna gave me a sheepish look. "I may have been here a couple of times before without telling you" she replied. I playfully raise an eyebrow and pout. "I see" I mumbled to myself. Glades finally showed us to our seats, a corner booth by a window, and handed us some menus. Which I thought was pretty weird for a cake shop to do. Seating areas, and a waitress? Huh, this town must be really fancy. All that was missing was an angry British chef yelling at people.

"Can I offer you 2 highnesses a drink? Some freshly coffee?" asked Glades.

"Oh, no thank you" I replied, "I'm not really that thirst.

"Oh come one, sister!" enticed Luna, "You MUST try their hot chocolate!"

"Umm, Okay" I replied, "I guess I'll try a hot chocolate then."

"Excellent. And Princess Luna, the usual?"

"Unicorn Milkshake with extra sprinkles, and an edible cookie straw? Yes."

Edible Cookie Straws?!

"And your pastries of choice?" asked Glades.

"Well, my sister's with me, so we'll take 2...3? 4? Yeah, better make it 4 whole cakes please."

"WHOA, 4 WHOLE CAKES!?" I exclaimed.

"I know, sister. But remember, you do have to watch your figure" she said, with a playful smirk.

I became puzzled by this statement. What did she mean, I have to watch my figure? She just ordered 4 whole cakes! I think that statement has contradicted itself. If I'm the type princess who is supposed to uphold a certain weight standard, why would she order 4 whole cakes!?

"Okay, what type of cakes would you like?"

"Okay, One Chocolate Cheese cake for me. Sister?"

"Oh, I uh, well..."

I stared at the menu selections. I was quite impressed with the selection. Small cakes, big cakes, square, circle, diamond shaped, 50 toppings, 100 flavors of pastry and icing, and your choice of cake toppers? "Wow, this is quite the selection" I said. Glades thanked me. I looked through each individual option, but nothing seemed to catch my eye. Suddenly, a sudden tick just popped into my head.

"Do you have Dark Chocolate with bit of chocolate chips baked into the bread, topped with white buttercream icing and sprinkles?" I asked.

I have no idea what made me say that, but I figured I just let it go. The waitress nodded. "We can sure do" she said. I smiled, as my wings quickly extended. "I'll take 2 of those!" I exclaimed. Now why did I just say THAT? Luna giggled. I turned to her and frowned, raising an eyebrow.

"I see you’re still the same as always, sister" she said.

"I guess I am" I replied. Not sure what she meant by it.

Glades laughed and wrote down the order. "Okay, and the 4th?" she asked. Me and Luna stared at each other for a brief moment, before smirking to one another. She slowly nodded her head. I in turn nodded mine. I don't know why, but for some reason, I felt as if though Luna and I were thinking the same thing. And we both spoke out:

"Strawberry Shortcake!"

The two of us share a delighted squeal, and held hands, giggling. Dear god what is happening to me? With our order recorded, Glades heads of to the back to prepare our order. Now it’s just me and Luna. I guess I might I might was well take this as an opportunity to known her a bit more. Engage in some of that "Girl Talk", or whatever it’s called.

"So, you've been here before?" I asked her.

"Yes" she replied, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you but, you are kind of an animal around cake sister."

"I am?" I asked, before realizing I can't question anything. "Oh, uh, well... Can you blame me?"

Luna giggled. "Well, I suppose I can't. Reginald and the Castle Staff do kind of keep us on a tight leash when it comes to our dietary habits." She crosses her arms together and leaned in, resting them on top of the table. "It's been so long since I've had a deep fried dough ball filled with crème."

I laugh in response. "Yeah, I agree" I said. Before I could continue, I was interrupted by a muffled voice. I turned to my left to find a random horseman just outside our window. "Wow, the Princesses of Equestria!" he exclaimed, muffled through the window. "PRINCESS CELESTIA! PRINCESS LUNA! I LOVE YOU! WILL YOU SIGN MY-"

Before he could finish, our horse guards came to shoo him away. "No! Shoo! Bad boy! The princesses are having a moment!" As they shooed him off, one of them turned to us and gave us a thumbs up. "Huh, I forgot they were this us" I remarked. And I guess the event had entertained Luna, because she was giggling. I turned to her with a raise eyebrow, and a curious frown.

"I'll never know why the commoners grovel when they see us?" she sighed. "They always call out to us, giving us praise, asking for pictures, and signatures, or to kiss their foals." She slowly raised her right arm upright, and rested her chin on her palm, staring out the window. "We're really not all that special" she continued. "We just raise the sun, and the moon, and negotiate politics with other kingdoms, and live in a castle with hundreds of servants."

I playfully shake my head and chuckled. "Yeah, I can see were nothing special" I laughed. Picking up on my sarcasm, Luna began to laugh with me as well. At this point, our drinks had arrived. "Alright your highnesses," announced Glades, "one Hot Chocolate. And one Unicorn Milkshake with a cookie straw and extra sprinkles." We nodded as she handed us our drinks. "Your orders will be ready in a few minutes" she said. And with that, she went back into the kitchen.

Luna took a ship from her Unicorn Milkshake, and looked up to. "But in all seriousness sister, let's not lose sight of why our roles are important" she said. "We were bestowed these gifts by our mother, and trained by Starswirl the Bearded himself. It is our sacred honor to rule over Equestria. And a job we must never take lightly. We must never forget that." She frowned slightly. I slowly nodded back at her in response.

"So, sister. How was your morning?" I asked, changing the subject.

"Huh, the usual" she replied. "Tiring... I normally sleep during the daytime, remember? Princess of the Night."

I chuckled in recollection. "Oh yeah, that's right."

"I should probably be asleep right now," she said, "but I didn't want to miss out on being with you."

"I'm touched, sister," I replied. "However, if that's the case, then we should really head back after this. You do look pretty tired."

"I'm fine" she assured.

Finally, Glades came back pushing a trolley with our cakes. How fancy. "Okay, maladies. One chocolate cheesecake. 2 dark chocolates with chocolate chips baked into the bread, with white buttercream icing and sprinkles. And a strawberry shortcake" Glades announced. She handed us each cake, and some utensils.

"Enjoy" she said.

"Thank you, Glades" replied Luna.

Luna grabbed the knife and began cutting a slice of strawberry shortcake. She handed one piece to me, and another piece for her. "Well, sister," she said, raising her cup of milkshake up, "let us indulge." I picked up my mug of hot chocolate, and raised it up as well. "A toast to cake!" I teased. With a giggle, we tapped our drinks together and dug into our slice of cake. I grabbed a fork and cut a piece of cake from my slice. And as I took a bite, my eyes widened with ecstasy. This cake was unlike anything I have ever tasted. Almost like I was eating cake for the first time.

The strawberries were very fresh, and cold, and made a slight crunchy sound as I bit into them. The crème was so sweet, and the bread was so soft, and moist. I slowly began to hear myself moan as I ate. And, WHAT THE HELL! I'VE EATEN CAKE BEFORE WHY AM I GOING ALL HORNY FOR IT!

With each bite of cake I took, I began chewing faster. And with each finished piece, I began to eat faster. 3 minutes later, I finished one slice, and proceeded to cut another. Luna stared at with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. "Don't push it, sister. Remember." I playfully hissed at her as I cut another, much bigger slice of shortcake. I have no idea what's happening to me, but I decide not to fight it. At least I'm enjoying cake.

An hour went by. After 4 slices of Strawberry Shortcake, 5 slices of Dark Chocolate with buttercream icing and sprinkles, and 2 slices of Chocolate Cheesecake, I began to feel really sluggish. In a way my mother looks and acts like when she's drunk. Minus the smell of cigarettes and unwashed skin.

"L-Luna" I mumbled. "Have I ever told you, how much I LOOOOVE you!"

"Okay, Tia" she replied, taking my fork away from me. "I think you've had enough cake."

I laugh softly as Luna helps me up the table. She calls out to Glades and asks for a to-go box to take the rest of the cakes home. I let out a hiccup as Luna leads me out the door, and into the hands of our guard ponies. A few minutes later, I woke up back inside our carriage. Luna was holding me in her arms, placing a moist towel on my forehead.

"Aw man" I groaned, "W-What happened."

"Sugar Crush" replied Luna. "You had a bit too much cake sister."

"Yeah, I can see that" I replied. "H-Help me sit up."

"Are you sure you can manage?" she asked.

"Yes" I assured.

Luna slowly helped me up and sat me beside her. I turned away to view the buildings passing by as the carriage passed by. "We're almost to the castle" said Luna. "Thanks for having me come sister. I had fun." I smiled at her and held her hand. "I love you too sister." As we stare into each other’s eyes, I slowly felt a sharp pain in my head. A headache? "OUCH!" Luna placed her hand on my back, and leaned in close to me. "You okay?" she asked. I nodded, saying it was just a headache.

"Guess I kind of over did, huh?" I giggled.

"Well, that an understatement" Luna laughed.

"At least we brought leftovers" I said.

"Yeah, but Reginald might not be so happy to learn you ate 11 slices of cake" Luna smirked.

"And who's going to tell him? You?" I asked.

"Pfft, yeah right."

"Then it's settled then. What 11 slices of cake?" I winked.

The two of us shared a laughed as we rode on. Overall, I say this was a well spent morning. I got to learn a bit about Luna, I got to see a bit of the town, and got to experience cake in a new way. And if all goes well, when we get back to the castle, I can learn a little bit more about this Kingdom and my supposed history. After all, I do remember hearing that I have a library. As I slowly recline back on my seat, I took a deep breathe in and exhaled. I look up to the sky and smiled.

"Looks like things are looking up for me" I thought. "I think my life as a Princess is going to awesome."

[Meanwhile.]

"Looks like things are looking up for me. I think my life as a Princess is going to awesome"

Discord stares at a flat screen, rewinding Liam's words over and over again. He slowly takes a handful of popcorn and stuffs his face. He slowly chuckles at Liam's ignorance. "Well, enjoy it while you can, Liam" Discord mocked as he swallowed is popcorn. "Because things are about to get a little complicated for you" he chuckled.

Author's Note

Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. Chapter 7 is coming soon. Give me a thumbs up if you though it was good. Or if you thought it was meh, go ahead and give me a thumbs down. I really don't care. Thank you for reading, and have a nice day.

Chapter: Seven. The Princess and The Tutor.

We had finally arrived back at the castle, where a some guards were waiting to welcome us back and help us off the carriage. I was still feeling a bit lightheaded from all that cake, but not enough to be physically impaired by it. I rubbed my eyes as I slowly walked inside the castle, where some of the castle staff were waiting by main hall to greet me and Luna. Reginald was there and approached me.

"Ah, Your Highness. Glad to see you back" he said.

"Happy to be back Reginald" I slurred a bit.

"Oh, Princess, are you okay?" he asked. "You sound terrible."

"Right as rain, Reginald ol' chap!" added Luna.

"I'm-a just a little bit, umm, exhausted from shopping all morning." I assured. "Was there anything that came up while I was away?" I added.

"No milady. Nothing important ."

"Excellent" I said, slowly taking a few steps. "Well, If you need me, I shall be in my chambers."

As I walked away, Reginald grab hold of my arm and pulled me back to his side. "Um, your majesty, wait!" he said. I sighed softly, and replied with a head nod. "What is it?" I asked. Reginald continued. "It's high noon, milady. Shouldn't you be getting ready for your princess classes?" My eyes widened, and my tail twitched. "P-P-P-Pri-Pri-Princess Classes?" I stuttered nervously. Reginald slowly nodded. "Yes, milady. Remember, you take it upon yourself to take princess etiquette training classes at least once a year to refresh your knowledge every now and then?"

I try to hide my fear by smiling. "Ah, yes. Thanks for reminding me, Reginald." This was just PERFECT! I have to attend a Princess Etiquette Class!? How am I going to do that!? Reginald raised his eye brows at me, giving me a suspicious look. "You seem nervous" he asked. I laugh awkwardly in response. "N-Nervous! W-Who's Nervous!? Not me! HA! HA! HA!" Reginald kept staring at me. I stared back at him with a nervous grin.

"Princess, have you been cake again?" he asked.

I stared obliviously at him for a moment, making a poker face. "It was Luna's idea!" I yelled, before hightailing my ass up the stairs to get ready for my... *sigh Princess Classes. Reginald tried to call out to be, but I didn't listen. I had to be alone right now to ponder my thoughts. I had to figure out how to get through this. In the mean time, I can't afford any...

"Hello, Princess."

...Distractions. Son of a BITCH! Discord appeared before me, as I walked down the halls. He had a smug look on his face. I don't know for sure, but something tells me he had something to do with this. "What do you want now!?" I asked with frustration. Discord grinned his evil grin, and snapped his fingers. In less than a second, I was teleported back to my bedroom champers. I looked around in a panic. "Whoa! How did you..."

The goat, dragon, snake man interrupted me, placing his finger on my lips. "SHHHH, let's not waste time, Liam" he said. "Every once in a year, you take an etiquette class in order to avoid forgetting. Refresh your mind, so to speak." I stared at him, listening to words with both suspicion and confusion. "There just the simple stuff. Pinkie finger out when you sip tea, walking with books on your head, posture, bowing, waving a fan, your manner of speech, appearance, how to greet foreign guests; all the usual clichés."

"And you choose NOW, to tell me this?" I replied.

"Hey, you didn't think I was going to make it easy for you, did you?" he replied with a laugh. "I can only help you with knowledge on something, Liam. Physical actions and princess-y duties, that's up to you." He leaned in close to me, giving me a sly smirk. "If I'd help you all the way, what fun would that be?" he said. "Remember, your soul on the line..."

"And I WILL. HAVE IT!"

I stared into his eyes. His now red, yellow, orange, black, and white spiraling eyes, as I saw visions of smoke, floating islands, dark purple skies, and eternity of servitude, and... A horse who looks like she escaped a metal asylum. What? I snapped out of my trance, shaking my head side to side, trying to focus. "Okay. Shouldn't be so hard. What do I need to know?" I asked.

"Your class starts in 23 minutes, in the castle's back courtyard" he started. "A tutor arrives to administer the tests and exercises you'll be doing. She'll evaluate your greet, bow, appearance. That includes how you smell so, *SNIIIIIFF you might want to spray a bit of perfume on yourself, and change into some new clothes."

I took a little offense to that. I don't smell that bad! However, after realizing I didn't bathe in the morning, and smelling my armpit and the collar of my dress... "Oh! I see." I smile sheepishly. He continues: "After her evaluation comes the 6 tests. Grace, Posture, Table Etiquette, How to Greet Guests, How to Speak Formal, and Ballroom dancing." Discord snapped his fingers, changing into a tuxedo.

"Now then, if you'll excuse me," he said, "I'm late for a Hot Date! Don't wait up on me now!" he laughed. "But seriously, you on your own here." He added. "Good Luck!"

With a puff of smoke, Discord vanished. I was left alone to my thoughts. I took a deep breathe in, and exhaled. Oh boy, where's a bottle of Corona when you need one? Yeah, I drank. I lived the hood with a mother who's a recovering crack addict. You would too. However, that's not important. I walk over to my dressers and begin to rifle through some clothing options. First, a fresh pair of undergarments. It's not likely that's she would evaluate them, but if there's one thing I learned from experience, is that male or female, underwear gets smelly fast. And I'd like to avoid the awkwardness of being told my VJ smells.

I close my eyes, strip, and put on a new pair of panties, and a new bra. Which again, took almost an eternity for me to put on. I never thought I'd say these words but, Big Boobs are SO overrated. Once the hard part is over, I begin to get dress. I browse through the available clothing options, and grabbed the first dress I thought looked nice. A yellow Cinderella style dress, with puffy sleeves. And matching yellow high heel shoes. "If only they were glass" I jokingly thought. I slipped on a pair of white ballroom gloves (the long sleeve ones), looked at myself in the dresser's mirror.

My hair was a mess. I took a brush tried to see if I could make myself look decent. I brushed the knots out, and fixed up my bangs. I smile at myself in the mirror. "Okay, I look alright" I though to myself. I reached for one of the perfumes bottles by the make-up box. I sure did have a lot. Rose sent, Lavender scent, Vanilla Almond; something called Fleur de Lis No. 3 (probably this word's version of Chanel). I didn't have time to decide, or really cared about how I smelled, as it wasn't dirty. So I sprayed myself with one of each perfume. I hope it wasn't a bad idea.

[No One's POV]

A few minutes have passed. In the back courtyard of the castle, A horsewoman sits on a bench, waiting for a princess to evaluate. She occasionally stops to look at her pocket watch. She yawns, staring at the courtyard's scenery. Trees, bushes, shrubs, flowers, squirrels; chirping birds. It was very beautiful. And very serine. Too serine. She was getting tired, and a bit sleepy watching the lush environment. And waiting for Princess Celestia didn't help. As she checks her pocket watch for the 7th time, a voice calls out to her. She smiles slightly. Took this princess long enough.

[Liam's POV]

I ran up to the tutor I was suppose to meet. She was a middle aged female who wore black frame glasses, a suit and tie, and business skirt, and her hair was tied in a bun. "I'm here!" I announced, as I stopped to catch my breathe. The tutor looked at me with a raise eyebrow. "What?" I asked. She hummed, pondering to herself, before taking out a note pad from her purse and writing something down.

"Interesting" she said. "You arrived later than you normally do, Princess" she stated.

I nervously stood up straight, and smirked sheepishly. "Um, yes, I uh, got lost on my way here" I replied.

"It's your castle" she said.

"Yeah, but... It's big. I sometimes get lost now and then." I giggled, smiling nervously.

"Never mind, let's just proceed" she said.

She began to walk around me in a circle, slowly examining every inch of my body. She looked into my eyes, almost touching noses. "Interesting" she said, as she wrote in her notebook. She examined my dressed, slowly lifting up the hem line, to view my feet. I become a bit embarrassed and backed away, pulling my dress back down. "Oh!" she gasped. I nervously twitched my wings. "Sorry" I said. She wrote in her notebook. I don't know what she's writing down, but I have a feeling it can't be good.

She lifted one of my arms and examined it, for some reason. "Interesting" she said. Then she grabbed one of my wings and extended out. I shivered as she did, causing my other wing to extend. "Goodness" she said, and wrote it down in her notebook. She then ran her fingers through my hair, but stopped half way. "Oh!" she yelled softly. She took her hand away from my head and began to rub her fingers together.

"Your hair..." she said, "...its all greasy."

"Oh yeah, I uh... haven't had time to... wash it?" I nervously replied, smiling sheepishly.

"I see" she said, and proceeded to write more in her notebook.

I'm probably failing miserably right now. The tutor continued to examine me. She picked up the back of my dress, obviously to see my ass. I did not appreciate it one bit. "HEY!" I yelled, swatting her hand away. She gasped softly. I placed my hand over my mouth in shock. Did I really just do that? She wrote it down in her notebook. "Sorry" I said. Then she sniffed me, which caused me to flinch. "Interesting" said the tutor. She finished writing and was now staring at me face to face.

"Well?" I asked.

She said nothing for a while. I waited in anticipation, wondering what she had to say. She reviewed the notes she made in her notebook. "So, this what I'm working with, huh?" she asked. I raised an eyebrow, looking a bit confused. What did she mean by that? "Well, I've seen worse" she said. I stared at her with a mixture of contempt, and confusion. "So?" I asked her. She reviewed her notebook again. All was silent for a few seconds, before she spoke:

"Well, your hair is greasy and looks unkempt, you used WAY too much perfume, which by the way, is NOT a substitute for a proper bath, your majesty. You smell horrendous. However, your choice in wardrobe is pretty satisfactory, so you'll get a pass on that. You're not wearing make-up, which makes you look rather dull, you have hyper sensitive reflexes now, but that's normal. Not many princess I tutor are fond of me examining their Figure."

I blushed, and looked away with a sheepish frown on my face.

"Moving on. Your greet was horrible. You didn't to bow, didn't ask me how I was, and you didn't even say Welcome. I would have figured that a veteran princess would at least know that. Especially a veteran who hosts the Grand Galloping Gala every year, among other events. It's only status quo for a host to say Welcome to their guests. Overall your performance was, mediocre."

I stared on with embarrassment and horror with each word she said. I blew it big time. I just hope this doesn't blow my cover. "However..." However? What however? The tutor smiled at me and placed her notebook back in her purse. "Other than some poor hygiene, and a less than pleasing greet, I'd say you've passed this portion of the test" she said. I sighed a breathe of relief.

"Thank you, so much!" I said.

"Don't thank me yet" she said. "We still have a lot more work to do."

I nodded. "The table etiquette test is next, right?" I asked her. She shook her head. "Now we move onto your Grace and Balance." I frowned with a embarrassed blush. "Oh" I said. With a giggle, the tutor walked away and head towards the back courtyard entrance of the castle. She turned to back to look at me. "Well, aren't you coming?" asked. "Oh, sorry!" I cried. I ran up to her. "So, where are we heading?" I asked. She looked at me with a confused look.

"To the your castle's ballroom to practice your balance and grace" she said, raising an eyebrow. I became nervous upon hearing that. I have to lead her to a room in my castle!? I haven't even gotten the hand of the layout yet! "Oh, yes, of course" I replied. "Follow me." I slowly gulped, clenching onto the fuzzy warm feeling in my stomach. Jesus Christ, help me.

Author's Note

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Chapter: Eight. Grace, Posture, and Eating Utensils.

"Ms. Celestia?" asked the tutor. "Do you even know where the ballroom is?"

"Of course I do" I said, smiling. "Hopefully" I nervously murmured.

I have been walking around the hallways of my castle for almost 6 minutes, and the tutor was getting a bit impatient. I really need to find that ballroom, less I start to arouse suspicion. I turned back to look at the tutor. She was less than pleased. With the click of her pen, she shook her head, and wrote in her notebook. I could actually hear her scribblings, the sound of her pen brushing against the paper.

*Scribble, *Scribble, * Swipe!

"*Tch, *Tch, *Tch, So far your overall grade is a C, Princess" she said.

"My apologies," I said, "I swear were almost there."

I lead the tutor down the long empty hallways, back and forth. We eventually found some doors, but they didn't lead to the ballroom. Just a random bedroom, some kind of storeroom, and... Oh wow, a tennis court! Man this castle has everything. I eventually I found the castle's ballroom. Turns out, it was back by the backyard courtyard. Of course it was. The tutor checked her watch.

"Well, that took a few good minutes" she said.

"Umm, yes, well..." I paused to clear my throat, "...Shall we begin?"

"Indeed" she said.

She reached into her purse and pulled out a sort of hardcover book. "Since were running behind schedule," she said, "We'll have to make this test of grace a quick and simple one." She walked over to and slowly placed the book on top of my head. "Now..." she said, before she was interrupted by the book immediately falling off my head. She pinched the side of her glasses and pulled them downward slight, looking down at the book. As she pushed her glass back up to her face, she picked up the hardcover book.

"Let's try this again" she said. "I want you to walk, while balancing this book on your head." I nodded, and she slowly placed the book back on my head. Before I could take my first step however, the book and already fell off my head again. She hummed, curiously staring at me. She reached into her purse and took out her notebook, and wrote down some notes. "Well, this is going smoothly" I muttered sarcastically. She walked over behind me and held onto my waist, positioning my posture. She placed my arms to my sides, and picked my head up.

"Straight, eyes up, and arms to the side" she instructed.

With that, she placed the book back on head. I tried to remain still, as the book was now balanced on my head. I took a deep breathe in, and slowly exhaled. "Alright princess," said the tutor, "you may proceed." I slowly and carefully took one step. So far so good. I kept my back straight, and my arms held still on my sides. I took my second step. The book wobbled a bit, but it was still balanced. I slowly smiled. "So far so good" I thought. I took my third step, and that's where things took a turn. I heard a sudden sound of something snapping, breaking. And before I could react to what it was, I felt my left leg wobble, and I fall to the floor, as if though I had been tripped.

The tutor gasped, and ran to help me up. "My goodness!" she cried, slowly picking up from the floor. "Are you okay?" The tutor asked. I replied with a nod, rubbing the upper thigh of my leg. "I'm alright" I added. I stared down to look at my shoes. It looks like one of my heels broke. That must've been the snapping sound I heard. "Oh my, your heel broke!" cried the tutor. I slowly frowned with curiosity in my eyes. "Yeah," I replied, "It appears so." Whatever happened, I can't stop to think about it. "Um, any chance I can try this bare footed?" I asked the tutor.

"A little unorthodox, but given your situation, I'll allow it" she replied.

I got back up and placed the hardcover book back on my head, this time making sure that it was perfectly positioned. I took a deep breathe in, and exhaled, again. This time, my hands were gently gripping the sides of my dress. I kept my back straight, and my head still; eyes forward. I took a few small steps. 1, 2, 3, rest. 1, 2...

*THUD!

I think of a swear word, and then exhale. "Let me try this again" I told the tutor.

I tried again, placing the book back above my head. My hands are gently gripping the sides of my dress. My back is straight, my head still, and eyes staring forward. I repeated the same steps. "Steady," I say to myself, "small, gentle steps." So far so good. 4 steps in, going on my 5th. I felt the book tilting, and quickly halted in place, trying to remain still and balanced. I raise my arms up slightly to balance myself out. "Okay, calm down," I whisper t myself, "just rest, and continue slowly." I inhale and exhale again. Step, together, step...

*THUD!

The cycle continued. I had attempted this exercise almost 5 different times, with little progress. I take a few steps, and then the book falls. Not helping me is the fact that Sir Jackass with the dragon's tail might've cheated by braking my heels! "6th times the charm" I think. "7th times the charm" I say to myself. Finally, my frustration, catches up to me. As I take a Single Step on my 10th attempt. Just one small, slow step forward. Thump, falls the book. And I boil an anger as passionate as my angst teenage self could allow.

"F**K!!!"

I suddenly felt a sudden rush of panic. My eyes widen and I suddenly placed my hands over my mouth. My wings are spread out, and my tail twitches. "Did I REALLY just say that aloud?" I wondered. I looked back at the tutor. She had a surprised look on her face. I grinned sheepishly, blushing red as a tomato. The tutor didn't respond, she didn't say a word. She just wrote down another note in her notebook. Son of a bitch! I hope that doesn't raise suspicion. What am I saying! I just cursed Out Loud! No sh*t that that's going to make people curious, dumbass! YOUR SUPPOSE TO BE ACTING LIKE A PRINCESS!!

I shake my head, come back to reality. I nervously laughed, and turned away from her, slapping my forehead. "I'm such a dumbass!" I wined to myself. I walked over to pick up the book to try again, but the tutor stopped me, placing her hand on my shoulder. "Umm, why don't we move on to Posture and Table Etiquette" she said. I sadly frowned, asking for just one more chance. "Don't worry dear, its alright, not many princesses can do the Book Exercise perfectly as well. Besides we are running a little behind schedule." She took my hand, and walked me over to one of the ballroom dining tables.

"Your grace needs improvement," the tutor said, "but let's see if you can at least maintain proper posture when sitting." She pulled out a chair from under the table. "Take a seat princess" she instructed. "Show me your sitting posture." I nodded in response, and walked over to the seat. Shouldn't be too hard, I began to think. As I squatted to sit down, I felt a cold chill run pass my spine, followed by the sound of scrapping. Before I could react to it though, I feel a sudden jolt in my lower body as I bent my knees and lowered my butt cheeks to the seat. Then I realized what that scrapping sound was. Someone, or something, had pulled the chair away from under me.

"OW! What the--" The tutor, gasped as she ran over to help me up. As I'm slowly picked up from the floor, I catch a glimpse of something exiting from the ballroom. It looked like some kind of snakelike creature. I shook my head in disbelief. The tutor stands me up, and stares at me with concern. "Are you alight?" she asks. "Yeah, I'm fine" I replied. "That's twice you've fallen today" she added. "Are you feeling okay, Princess?" I nervously giggled, making a sheepish grin. "Oh, I'm fine ma'am. Just a little bit clumsy today I guess" I replied. She raised an eyebrow as she wrote down some more on her notebook. I gulped nervously. She turned me around, facing the table, and pushed the chair towards me, touching the back of my knees, causing me to jerk my body a little.

"Alright, princess" she began to instruct, "gently squat, and bring your bottom to the seat of the chair."

I giggled at how odd that sounded, before complying with her instructions. She then walked around me, probably examining how I sit. I quickly looked forward, trying to avoid eye contact. My back propped up straight, my hands resting on my knees, and my legs closed. "Hmm, good" said the tutor. A beat of sweat fell from the side of my forehead. I inhale some air, and exhale once more. My wings twitch a little as she places her hand on my shoulder and examines my back. "Hmm" she hummed. "Your posture is good" she announced. I smiled, delighted to hear those words.

"Now then, let us move on to table etiquette" she said, as she pushed my chair in towards the table. The tutor then takes a seat in front of me. We are now sitting across from each other. I nervously swallowed, resting my arms on top the table. The tutor stares at me with a surprised look on her face. "Princess," she said, "one does not place her elbows on the table." a sheepish grin once again comes across my face, and I nervously laugh as I lower my arms down to my lap. The tutor and I share an awkward glance for a moment before she continued.

Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a set of various spoons, knives, forks, and other utensils. I raised an eyebrow as she sat them all down on the table in front of me. "Alright then, let us now move on to table etiquette" she instructed. She handed me a set of utensils: 3 spoons, 4 forks, 3 knives, and napkin. I stared at each individual utensil, each one appeared to have a different size and shape. I look back at the tutor, who began her lecture. "Now, to start off, I want to know if you remember the types utensils" she said. "I'm going to name a utensils, and you have to figure out which one these is that utensil." I stared at with confusion and fear. What did she mean by that? Did spoons and knives come in types? "Is that understood?" I asked.

I stared at her for a while before I replied with nervous, "Yes ma'am." The tutor smiles and pulls out her notebook. "Let's begin" the tutor began. "Firstly. Which on these is the Teaspoon?" I slowly frowned. "Teaspoon?" I thought to myself. Like, a measuring teaspoon? No that's stupid. Why would someone eat with a measuring spoon? I stared at the 3 spoons I had before me. "Teaspoon" the tutor reminded me. "Please, take your time" she added. I replied with nod, as I examined each spoon.

I quickly noticed that each spoon looked different. One was really small. Another just had a really long handle. And the other was medium-length with a really wide scooper. Or whatever you call the part of the spoon that you scoop with. Not wanting to waste time with this, I just make an educated guess. A teaspoon is small. So I assume its the littlest one. "Sorry, Princess," said the tutor, "but that is not the teaspoon."

"Oh I knew THAT" I said nervously as I tried to pass it off as a joke. The tutor stare blankly at me as she wrote down in her notebook. I bite my lip, and frown fearfully. "Your blowing it!" I thought myself. I set the spoon back down and go for a more probable choice, the small spoon with the longer handle. I nervously hold it up to the tutor. Sure enough, "Good" praised the tutor. I slowly smiled in delight as I exhaled a breathe of relief. "Now, show which one is... the Soup Spoon?" I nodded and looked at the remaining spoons. The small one and the one with the wider, scooping thingy. I smirked and rolled my eyes, as it was pretty obvious which spoon it was. I hold up the wide scoop spoon.

"Excellent" the tutor continued. "Of course spoons aren't ALL part of table utensils." She stared at with a slight smirk, and a raised eyebrow. I smirk a smile and raise an eyebrow back at her. I guess she's ready to take it up a notch. I'm ready to get this over with. "Which one of these forks is... the Salad Fork?" I instantly frowned. I now turn to look at the forks. There was one really small, one that was really long, long points as well, and two that honestly looked rather identical. I slowly began to panic.

And assuming you guys probably don't care about hearing about utensils, I'm just skip ahead and get on with my story. Eventually the test was over and I was able to name all the utensils. With only 32 mistakes. Hooray. The tutor wrote down the results in her notebook, as I anxiously stared. The tutor looks up at me. "Now, let's move on to the Manners portion of the test. I smiled and nodded. "Pfft, piece of cake!" I thought to myself.

The tutor pushed her glasses closer to her face, and began. "Okay," she said, "what's the first thing you do when you arrive at the table?" she asked. I sat up straight and gently cleared my throat. "You, wait for everyone to be seated before sitting on the chair yourself" I said. "Good" replied the tutor. I grinned a little as she continued.

"After everyone has been seated?"

"Place napkin on lap."

"Correct."

This was going to be a cake walk, I thought to myself. "Now, on to stage 2. You're meal has been served: Chicken cordon Bleu. How would you eat it?" said the tutor. "How would I what?" I asked. "Eat it?" replied the tutor. "Show me how to eat this type of dish, by using the available utensils in front of you" she instructed.

I look blankly at her face for brief moment, before she raised an eyebrow with concern. Without even taking an eye off me, she wrote more notes in her notebook. I am So F**ked!

Author's Note

Took me a while huh! :twilightsheepish:

Anyway.... Pretty boring chapter, huh? I know. A little heads up, the first few chapters are mainly going to be filler. Don't fret though. The Good Stuff will come soon. Very Soon.
Anyway, don't forget to comment and like. Let me know what you think. And I'll see you in the next chapter.

Bye-Bye.

Chapter: Nine. Miscommunication.

I tried my best to wing it. Of course, it was less than successful. Apparently, there's a lot to table manners I didn't even know existed. Dab the napkin, don't stuff the napkin in your shirt (or dress in my case), no elbows on the table, don't start eating until everyone else has also been served, sit up straight, EVEN IF YOU NEED TO LEAN FORWARD TO EAT! A Princess does not talk with her mouth full. My wasn't even full (its pretend food)! Pinkie OUT when drinking from a teacup! Granted I knew that one, but Holy Crap, she also made me do with other types of glasses! Who drinks from a wine glass with there pinkie out!? Oh my god! At least its over. I can move on, hopefully to easier tasks.

The tutor finished documenting the results in her note book, and smiled at me. "Okay, now let us move on Greeting guests and other members of Royalty" she said. I smiled and nodded. How hard can this task be. All I have to do is bow and smile, right? We got up from the tables and walked over to the center of the ballroom, that was assumingly the dance floor. The tutor cleared her throat. "Let's begin," she said. "I am The Emperor of Japony. I arrived to your kingdom with the intend of touring its sites and seeing what it has to offer. How would you greet me?" Ignoring the pun (which I'm sure is probably true in this universe), I smiled slowly and lowered myself to a bow.

"Kon'nichiwa, Emperor. Welcome to my Kingdom" I said. "I hope your trip here was swell. And enjoy your visit in Equestria."

The tutor smiled a bit. "Good" she said. "However, I think you missed some dialogue." I frowned. "Oh, I'm sorry. What did I forget to say?" The tutor replied with smirk, "Everything" she said. I raised in eyebrow, confused as to what she meant. "Let's try again. This time, I'll play the role of your guests. You have to listen to my speech and determine how you would greet me" she instructed. Can't be too hard, I thought. Unfortunately...

"Go aisatsu purinsesu. Anata no shiriai o tanoshima sete kudasai" said the tutor.

"Huh?" I said in confusion.

"Go aisatsu purinsesu. Anata no shiriai o tanoshima sete kudasai" replied the tutor. "How would you greet me?" she asked.

I'm suppose to speak Japanese. SOME ONE PUNCH ME! I'M SUPPOSE TO SPEAK A FOREIGN LANGUAGE! "Uuuuh?" I moaned, fearful and oblivious as to what I am suppose to say. What am I going to do? Kon'nichiwa is the only word I know! "Uuuuuh, Kon'nichiwa, err, Emperor-san" I nervously said. "Watashi Happy, uuh, Boku wa Tomadachi. Kimi wa... Oishi?" I'm just going off of memory from the few episodes of anime shows I've seen. I have no idea what I'm saying. "Uuuh, Pantsu wa Shonen, Toyota no desu, err... Oppai??"

The tutor stared at me with a confused and surprised expression. I can safely assume I failed. Spectacularly. I have no idea what I said to her, but I think one of those words her "Panties". Great, I told the metaphorical Emperor of Japony (which is a stupid name), "I am happy to make his panties!" I slap my forehead. "L-Let's just move on" said the tutor. I nodded in agreement. Hopefully, I'll get to speak a language I can actually speak, like Spanish. Or French. I did take French classes in school. So maybe I can get a test where...

"Now then," she said, interrupting my train of thought. "I am the Duchess of Germaneigh, greeting you to my kingdom." Germaneigh? Is that like this world's version of Germany? And if that's the case, that means...

Oh sh*t, I'm Screwed!

"Greet me in my native language" she instructed, then began: "Guten Tag, Prinzessin. Willkommen in Deutsch-wiehern Land. Ich bin demütig willkommen in meinem Königreich und hoffe, dass Sie Ihren Aufenthalt hier genießen, so wie ich es mag, Sie zu präsentieren."

Yep. Super Screwed!

"Now. How would you reply to the Duchess's getting?" asked the tutor.

I stared awkwardly into oblivion. I had now idea what to say! I don't know German! What am I gonna do!? I need to say something! Anything!

"Das Uber schnitzel weiner, den Heineken, Berlin die schwartz Birkenau... uuh, Lederhosen!"

The words of incoherent German gibberish flew out of my mouth, and felt like an utter re***d saying them. Especially aloud. I could tell by the look on her face, that I wasn't even close to being correct. I turned red from embarrassment, blushing so hard, I could feel heat coming out of my facial cheeks. The tutor replied with a single word, "Ernst." She said it with a raised eyebrow and a squinted eye, with a dragged out tone in her voice. Like if she was saying it in the form of a question. I didn't know what to say, so I shrugged. With the click of her pen, she wrote in her notebook and shook her head.

I grit my teeth in fear. I'm totally blowing this! At this rate she'll begin to suspect something is up! I need to think of something to say. Fast! "I haven't really been studying" I said. The tutor looked at me with a raised eyebrow, her mouth arched in a frown. "Really?" she said with sarcasm, "I hadn't noticed." I sheepishly grin, as I yell to myself, in my head, "NICE SAVE GOING DUMBASS!!" The tutor slowly got up from her seat and asked me to do the same, and stand in front of her.

"Let's see if you at least remember how curtsey properly" she said.

"Curtsey?" I asked.

"Your princess bow" she replied. "I'm a common noblewoman. I curtsey before your glory, Princess."

I watched, seemingly confused as she preformed this "Curtsey". It seemed to a bow with one leg extended out the other. Oh, so that's what THOSE are called, I thought to myself. In the few princess movies I've seen, I do remember that the princesses always seem bow that way or similar. After her display, she instructed me to do the same. I nodded and greeted her with an appropriate princess bow. A perfect curtsey.

She nodded, and playfully patted me on the head. "Good" she exclaimed, "very, very good!" I nodded in reply. "Although, you still failed in the language portion" she said." I replied with another nod. "What happens now?" I asked. "Well, now I would evaluate your ballroom dancing, but seeing as how you broke your heels earlier, I think were done here" she said. I slowly gulped, and cleared my throat to reply. "So were done here?" The tutor nodded. "How id I do?" I asked her.

Looking at the notes she has been making the Tutor gave me my final score. "Let's see... Average posture, Below Average Grace, Below Average Table Etiquette, Below Average Appearance, Unsatisfactory HYGIENE..." I blushed, turning away as she said that. "Lack of Knowledge in Foreign Languages, Lack of Knowledge with Utensils, Confessed to Not Studying, and ONE Perfect Curtsy. That brings your total score to... 45."

I face palmed, before inhaling and exhaling. "And how much did I needed to pass?" I asked. The tutor looked at her notes again. "You needed at least a 500 to pass with Satisfactory" she said. I clenched my fists tight and inhaled deeply, nearly on the verge of yelling out. I exhaled and slowly smiled. "Well, isn't that something?" I said. The tutor nodded. She gathered her things and left the ballroom. Before exiting she turned back to me.

"Princess Celestia" she said.

"Yes?" I answered.

"Do study next time we meet, young lady" she advised.

"I'll remember" I said.

The tutor walked off, and I was left with my thoughts in the ballroom. I sat back down on one of the dining table chairs, and sighed. I stared at my broken heels, and pondered. First of all, why would humanlike creatures with hooves for feet even need to wear any form shoe? Bust most of all, I pondered about my failings.

"I'm Happy to Make your Panties!" I vented to myself. "Jesus Christ, this was a disaster!"

"You have no idea!" said a voice behind me.

I turned I around in a panic, thinking that I might have been caught by one of the staff or an unknown bystander. However, I breathed a sigh of relief and a groan of disappointment when I realized it was only Discord. "What are you doing here, and what do you want now!?" I asked, annoyed. "I thought you were on a "HOT DATE", no?"

Discord relied with a chuckle. "Yes I was, but she canceled, so I thought I'd come back to see how things were going for you." He leaned in closely and placed his arm around me. "And my oh my, did you blow it!" he gloated. "I mean first your heels break. And then you fail on speaking alternate languages?" He clicked his teeth, and shook his head. "Quite unfortunate. And really bad timing huh?" he said.

I angrily frowned and pushed his arm away from me. "Yeah, bad timing" I said with sarcasm. "And I assume you had NOTHING to do with that?" Discord smiled devilishly and snapped his fingers. There was a sudden jerk in my body, and feeling of being picked off the ground. And when I looked down, my heels were back on my feet. Or hooves, in this case. And they were completely repaired.

"I don't know what your talking about" he said, seemingly taunting me.

"So it WAS you!" I exclaimed.

"Look Liam," he began to monologue, "you had a long day. Why don't you relax a little bit? Enjoy some of the perks of being a princess." He approaches me, and creepily runs his hands through my hair. I flinched as he does so, and grab onto my head, feeling violated. "Keep your claws off me buddy!" I snapped.

"You seem tense Liam" he teased. "Trust me. Why not read a book? Play some checkers or chess? Tour the castle? Have Clairol prepare you a bath? Whatever you can think of. Just take the rest of the afternoon off." Discord nudged me aside repeatedly pushing further towards the exit of the ballroom.

"Your trying to get rid of me are you!?" I asked. Discord frowned, and gave me every angry eyes. I became a little scared as leaned in closely. "Look, you wanna debate cheating with me for the rest of the day, or do you wanna keep exploring this place. You should know you have a privet movie theatre you know."

"I'm not going anywhere until... Privet Movie Theatre you said?"

"We even have our own version of Die Hard. You like 80's action films?"

I pondered for a moment before nodding back. "Okay, I'll play your game for now" I said. "But don't think I'm going to forget about this!" I declared. Discord replied with a nod. "Sure. Now, theatre is upstairs, 3rd floor, far end of the 2nd hallway, second to last door on the right" he told me. "There's a sign that says Cinema. You can't miss it." And with that I was off to see what kind of interesting movies this weird new world will has to offer.

[Discord's P.O.V.]

"Okay, I'll play your game for now, but don't think I'm going to forget about this... this... this... this..."

I chuckled as his voiced repeated in my head. Liam has a lot of guts I'll give him that. And is smarter than I gave him credit for. Looks like I need to be more subtle. Of course, Liam still needs to remember his place in our agreement. If he get's too cocky, I can expose him right then and now, to everyone. And he needs to be reminded of that.

"Be careful how you talk to me, Liam. You maybe a God Princess now... but your still, Liam Anderson."

Chapter: Nine and a Half. Maid Clairol.

Author's Note

Just a bit of filler to entertain you guys while I work on the good stuff. Please bare with me. :twilightsheepish:

Anyway. Chapter Nine and a Half. Enjoy. :twilightsmile:

Chapter: Nine and a Half. Maid Clairol.

Taking up on Discord's advice, I decide to check out this privet theatre. That's of course, if I can find the damn thing! Discord said it was on the third floor of the castle, but where is the third floor? I haven't found a single staircase leading to third floor in this god damn castle! I did find manage to find Luna's room, however. And my god is she a slob. Almost reminded me of my room. Expect with actual bed. A really fancy one at that. Similar to the one in my princess room. And a some kind of game console.

I also found a Really Interesting room. I don't why I, or rather this princess, would need to have a room like THAT in her castle. And I really hope it just exists as a gag, because uh... Well, you guys ever heard of 50 Shades of Grey. Because, uh... I think I found this world's version of it. And I'm just gonna move on, and forget I saw that.

I keep walking down the various hallways, occasionally passing by a guard, who bow and salute to me. I eventually come to dead end in the hallway, forcing me to turn back, and go down a left corridor. And as I walk around the corner, I end up bumping to something, for I was still pretty distracted by décor of this place. I fall down on all fours, and on a pile of towels. Behind a soft feminine voice squeals out.

"Owwie!"

I slowly get up from the floor, and turned around to see the source of the voice. It was a servant girl. And conveniently enough, it was the same servant girl from this morning. The one with the light blue hair and skin. I never thought I'd be glad to see someone like her again. She angrily got up from the floor and whined over her dropped towels. "Hey! Why don't you look where you're going, you dumbass!" she shouted, only to realize who I was (or rather suppose to be).

"Oh my! Your majesty! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to yell at you!" she pleaded.

I wanted to mess with her a bit. Poke fun at her basically insulting her princess. However, I couldn't do that without the possibly of risking being out of character. So I decide to play it off. "Don't worry" I shrugged, "I have been pretty airheaded and clumsy lately." The maid fell to her knees, grabbing onto my legs. I jolt my body, wings partly extended, and in aw. "PLEASE DON'T BANISH ME!" she cried.

I wiggled my waist and struggled at my feet, trying to release her grip on my legs. Eventually I manage to free myself. "Calm down!" I demanded. "I'm NOT going to banish you!" The maid looked at me with a confused tearful face. "R-Really?" she asked. "Not even throw me in dungeon?" I shook my head, and huffed a slight chuckle. Not even throw you in a dungeon" I replied.

Slowing picking her self off the floor, the maid asks, "What about throwing me in a dungeon IN the place that you banished me to?" I gave a look of both confusion, and awkward smiling. What the hell kind of bizarro princess am I suppose to be that would justify a scared servant asking me that!? "N-No dearie" I reassured her. "I am not mad at you, and you are not gonna be thrown in a dungeon." I bowed slowly.

"Thank you, your majesty" she tearfully thanked me.

"Yes, now here, let me help you pick these up." I said, reaching down for some towels

"Oh no, your majesty!" she cried, "You shouldn't worry yourself with servant work. I insisted you let me..."

"No, really" I persisted. "It was my fault anyway, so its only right."

"Oh your highness, that's so thoughtful, but I insist that you..."

"Look sister, we can do this all day!" I said, slightly annoyed. "Just let me pick up some freakin' towels!"

Finally allowing me to help her, I reached down to pick up a few towels, and folded them. Once I've finished, I handed them to her. "Thank you, your highness." I smiled and patted her on the head. "Think nothing of it" I replied. She blushed a little and slowly looked at me with a confused look her eyes. I guess she's never been petted before.

"Umm, s-sorry" I said nervously.

"Oh n-no, no, its fine" she said, sheepishly grinning.

You like me to help you carry some to your destination or?"

"No-no, your highness" the maid said, nervously. "I can manage from here."

"Are you sure? I don't mind at all."

"Please, your majesty. You don't have to worry yourself over our chores" said the servant girl.

"I'm not worrying, I'm offering help" I stated. "Besides you look like you got your hands full."

"Well, if you insist..."

I grabbed a handful of towels, and followed the servant girl down the hallways, until we eventually come across a small hatch by a wall. I assume it must be a laundry shoot. She set her towels on the floor and slowly opened the hatch. "You can go ahead and toss them down here, your majesty" she instructed. I nodded and proceed to toss the towels into the hatch. She then tosses in the towels she had set down. "There" she declared, "finished."

"There, that wasn't so hard, was it?" I playfully teased.

"Of course not, princess" the servant girl replied, with a giggle. "But you really didn't have to."

"I know, but it was my fault in the first place."

Before our chat could continue, we were interrupted by a sudden voice calling out in the distance. "Clairol~!" We turned to find a figure walking down the hallway towards us. As he got closer, it was revealed to be Reginald. My castle steward. "Oh, its Master Reginald" said the servant girl nervously. I looked at her with a confused look. "Is that good or bad?" I asked.

"CLAIROL!" Reginald shouted.

The servant girl straightened her hack bowed as Reginald slowly approaching closer. She was nervously shaking. I stared in curiosity. "Is Reginald some kind of threatening figure?" I thought to myself. Finally Reginald arrived. "M-Master Reginald, sir..." Before she could continue, Reginald held out his hand, and paused to catch his breathe. I rolled my eyes. How is this servant afraid of him?

"Clairol..." he said.

"Master Reginald..." replied the servant.

(Oh so that's her name.)

"Your late!" he exclaimed.

"L-Late for what?" she asked.

"You don't remember!?" he scolded. "The trainees!"

"AAAAH!" shouted Clairol. "I'M...I'M SO SORY SIR, BUT I WAS DISTRACTED WITH MY OTHER CHORES AND THE TOWELS AND..."

"No excuses" he said firmly, before turning to me.

My wings suddenly tighten up, and my eyes widen as I look into his eyes. Now I see. Reginald isn't just some old man (or horseman). He's one intimidating looking mother******. The black color eyes, the wrinkles in his nose. Those harry as hell eyebrows. I was about to crap my pants in fear. "Uh, hello" I said.

"Princess, Your nephew-in-law wanted to see you, BTW" he said.

"Oh he does?" I asked.

"Yes. I'll explain on the way." He said before slowly turning back to Clairol. "Get to it Clairol!" he exclaimed. Clairol nodded and went on her. "Oh, and Clairol!" called out Reginald. She slowly turned back. "While your at it, spray some air freshener in here" she instructed. "It smells awful here."

At those words, I slowly raised my elbow to my nose and slowly sniffed my underarm. "Yes, ha-ha. Yes it does" I say with a nervous giggle. "So~, what's this about my nephew?" I asked.

"It's about your campaign in North Coltrea, Princess."

"Okay... Wait WHAT!?"

Proglogue

Author's Note

Just a random story I wanted to write in the mean time. Enjoy.

Proglogue

It all happened all of sudden, without any sign or warning. It was early one fine morning, just a quarter before sunrise. I couldn't believe my eyes when I woke up that day. I would've never had believe such a thing if I hadn't experience it at first hand. And I still don't believe it. Imagine just waking up one morning, and found out you were someone else. For no reason. No memory, or trace of how you got there or how it happened to you. That be bad enough on its own, right? Well, now imagine waking up as another gender. Okay, now imagine waking up as a Whole Different Spices.

Before all of this I was Liam Anderson. In short, I was your typical moody teenager. Just another pale white guy, dressed in black with an emo haircut. Nothing special. I lived in Santa Modesto, California, with my ever so, "Parent of the Year", my mother, Linda. Needless to say I come from a less than perfect household. Mom was either drunk and passed out, when she wasn't blaming me for dad leaving. I was an only child, fortunately. No one to suffer along side me, or be a negative influence on. It was me, myself, and I. It wasn't a good life, but it was mine.

Until THAT happened. I find it ironic. I've always dreamed of waking up an being someone else. Someone appreciated. But not like this! Who am I! What am I!? More importantly, WHERE am I!? Waking up and discover your someone/something else, and the opposite gender you were before is bad enough. But waking to find out you're someplace else. Someplace strange, and possibly nonexistent. Please someone tell me I'm having a Fever Dream! That's the only way this will make sense.

Oh well. At the very least, It looks like I got my wish. I guess only time will tell if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Oh Boy.