“Torch? Torch!?” Young Celestia spoke, walking down the nearly empty hallways of the castle. Her only clue was a trail of claw marks and some fallen with broken objects. The trail lead to the garden, where she saw Torch attempting to scale one of the walls, leaving many claw marks on the wall. “Torch! What are you doing!?”

“Towch bad! Towch bad!” Torch repeated himself, still attempting to climb out. “Towch weave! Towch don’t want huwt!” Celestia slowly reached over and tapped Torch on his shoulder. The dragon turned and whimpered, backing himself into a corner.

“Oh, Torch, it’s okay, your friend Tia is here.” She slowly walked to him. “I’m sorry for that. Daddy’s very protective of us, and he has to be.” Celestia sat next to him, “It’s not your fault, it was something else. If you’d like, I can sleep with you here tonight.”

“... Towch… like that.” He began to calm down.

Celestia and Torch were neck-to-neck in their race! It had been a while since either of them actually raced, with Torch only flying to find himself some food, and Celestia as a way to show off her grace. Their race was easier said than done: a race around the world. But, not only were they at the halfway point, but it took them only about 10 minutes to do so.

“What’s the matter, Torch?” Celestia teased “Hungry? ‘Cause you’re gonna eat my dust!”

“HA!!! Your tears will make me full!” Torch replied.

To everything below, they only saw what was a giant dragon and Celestia flying next to each right over them, and before anyone could contemplate what just happened, a huge gust of wind would blow them away, which, while it tossed them around, wasn’t anything too violent. The oceans themselves were a bit parted, making huge waves that surfers on the beaches loved, though the Seaponies found it irritating, to say the least. But, as soon as they saw Celestia’s old castle, the two booked it. Both Dragon and Pony were determined to win this challenge, with both flying so fast, trees were ripped from the roots and followed after them! However, Torch felt something that more or less told him to not be flying around so much, or so fast: A cramp on his wings. Only a whimper came as he fell and rolled to floor, just miles from the finish line, where Celestia landed on.

“WHOO!!! That was fun!” Celestia cheered, turning to see Torch on the floor. “... Oh dear.” She walked to Troch, seeing him wince with his wings making slight movements. “Did the big dwagon get a cwamp in his wings?” Torch let out a low growl.

“Rubbing salt on open wounds now?”

“It’s my only time for doing it. Besides, it seems I won.”

“... Ugh, what is it that you want?”

“Oh, it’s easy, my large friend,” She lowered her head and picked up Torch a bit, having him sit on his hind legs. “If there’s one thing my subjects lack, it’s fingers, and more specifically, claws.” She turned to Torch’s hands. “Claws that are the perfect mix between being sharp and blunt, without being too narrow or too wide.” Torch gave a curious look.

“... Wait… so you want me to-?” His answer came to Celestia turning to have her back towards him, then sitting on her hind legs.

“Give me one of your world famous scratches.”

“... Huh… kinda thought it would be more embarrassing.” He lifted his left hand and began to scratch behind Celestia’s left ear. The princess was entranced by his touch, tilting her head to the left and moaning away.

“Oof! That’s the spot.” Torch blushed a little bit as he continued giving Celestia his famous claw scratches. Truth be told, if he had won, he would probably ask for a kiss, but this was pretty close.

Young Torch gave Celestia one of his ear scratches to her. It had been a few months, but Torch was getting used to his life in the castle, learning how to speak normal, and getting to know the staff, though he mostly stuck to Celestia’s side, with the only times being his time using the bathroom and sleeping away. The incident that happened was revealed that Celstia’s mom was pregnant with another daughter, something Celestia was nervous-cited for. While the news came, Celestia’s father still looked down at Torch, keeping a close eye on him, leaving the dragon to be really nervous and quiet whenever he entered a room, usually to check on Celestia and/or getting something from the room they were in.

“So, what do you think my sister’s going to be like?” Celestia asked, rolling over and letting Torch rub her tummy.

“I… don’t know.” He answered, unsure.

“I bet she’s going to be just as fun as me! We’ll be able to have tea parties, share cake, and maybe fight some dragons!”

“... Dragons?”

“Bad Dragons, not good dragons. You’re safe with us.” Torch let out a sigh of relief. A bunch of guards ran past the two, not for their usual training, but in a rush. “What’s going on?” Celestia got up and followed the guards, to which Torch followed. They heard Celestia’s mom scream loudly, which made them both jump.

“It’s your mom!”

“MOMMY!!!” The two ran ahead, running under and past the guards, entering Celstia’s parents’ room, seeing Celestia’s father standing next to his wife, who breathed heavily, though she still screamed.

“Come on, honey!” He spoke encouragingly “Push! Push!” She screamed again, which was followed by a crying baby. A nurse walked into the room with some cloth and warm water, taking the baby and wrapping it around the baby, which cried a bit.

“It’s a girl!” The nurse announced. “A healthy girl!”

“I figured that.” Celestia’s father replied. “Let me see her.”

“Yes, your majesty.” The nurse gently handed him Celstia’s newborn sister, who shared it with his wife.

“Oh, honey,” Celestia’s mom breathed heavily. “She’s beautiful!”

“Indeed.” Celestia hopped onto the bed and looked at her sister, followed by Torch. They saw that the sister was blue with a lighter blue mane sticking out. Another thing sticking out, literally, was a horn, meaning it also could learn magic. “What shall we name her?”

“... Luna. Princess Luna.”

“Luna.” Celestia repeated. “I like that name.” Luna’s eyes opened, seeing the world for the first time. She saw her parents, her sister, and Torch. The sight of Torch made her cry. Celestia;s father turned to Torch.

“Get OUT!!!” He yelled.

“But dad-!” Celestia spoke.

“OUT!!! OUT!!!” Torch whimpered and ran out of the room, cowering as some of the guard scolded him. He turned to see Celestia looking back with concern, but how happy the rest of the family was. The Dragon only sat down and thought if Luna was going to be fine with a dragon.

Author's Note

Kinda going by the Season 5 finale in the Nightmare Moon timeline, when alternate Rarity says that she doesn't associate herself with dragons. While that can be just herself, I think Luna/Nightmare Moon is a bit speciesist towards dragons