Clash of the Legends

Princess Celestia paced back and forth in front of the doors like a shark patrolling its territory. Every so often she would stop, sip some of her wine, before placing it down and carrying on pacing. Aerlion Drift had made her feel amazing, but it didn't last, as she was incredibly nervous about the upcoming match. Would it put her off, knowing she recently...enjoyed the company of one of the opposing team? Could she shoot him without passing some innuendo?

"Tia!" came Luna's voice. "Morning! It's match day!" The night Princess pushed open the doors, an adorable happy expression on her face. The moment she opened her eyes and saw her sister looking depressed, she was obliged to ask what the problem was. After a few glasses of wine, Celestia was quite tipsy and her words were slurred, but she still managed to explain that she had recently laid a member of the opposing team, and was worried it would put her off.

"Don't worry," Luna soothed. "We should have an even bigger advantage now."

Celestia shot a confused glance at her younger sister, immediately snapping out of her stupor.

"Last night on the balcony," Luna began. "I put Scorch-Mane into a trance, and got to such a point where I could give him orders into his subconcious mind."

Celestia smiled warmly. "And? What did you order him to do?" She giggled.

"Oh, a simple obedience entrancement. If he hears the words 'Team Change: Scorch-Mane', he should simply be willing to follow our orders. It only works a few times though, and only for about 5 minutes, but that should still give us some breathing room. That, and your recent..." Luna searched for the right words. "...Escapades, with their Pegasus, we will most likely win."

"Fantasic, Lulu! Where did you learn that?"

"Every decade or so during my banishment, I would use all my gathered energy to create clone of myself that could give me a week or two of massages, entrancement..." she paused. "...pleasure..." she blushed furiously.

"Thanks for the story!" another voice suddenly cut in. They turned at the sound of a male voice in the throne room, but saw nopony there. Out of the blue, a blue unicorn with a fedora marked 'PRESS' stopped using his invisibility spell long enough for the princesses to have the looks of sheer horror photographed. "I'll be promoted for this."

And with that, he simply faded away.

"Oh, balls." Was all they could both say, before Luna finally said,

"Tia, have Cadence or the other team arrived? If not, where are they?"

Shining Armor and Princess Cadence's shields groaned at the sheer weight of hundreds of reporters pushing into them, all psychotically fanatical about getting the best reports on the coming events. Aerlion, Serrated Edge and Glinting Spear were also behind them, beating reporters back with sticks. Literally, in Scorch and Serrated's case. A loud snap was heard as both stallion's clubs snapped when a unicorn used magic to break the makeshift clubs, desperate for a chance to interview them. Scorch booted an the Unicorn in the head, knocking his camera into pieces, before spinning around and catching a whole group with a burst of magic. Serrated was simply jabbing with the snapped spears being held as a simple form of swords, swiping and bashing his way out of a sea of paparazzi. Blood paved a miserable trail of spatters where all 5 had been fighting. Aerlion and Glinting were on Anti-Air duties, flying up and shoving away pegasi who got too close.

"It's getting thicker!" Cadence yelled over the din as her shield groaned under the sheer stress of the weight being pushed up against it. "Shields can't take much more of this!"

"How's it going back there?" Shining shouted backwards, as he span around to catch an unseen object with the rim of the shield. A groan was heard over the loud ringing of the brass shield, before a blue unicorn with a press hat fell down as he faded into view. His camera smashed on impact with the cobblestone road.

"THEY'RE COMING OUTTA THE DAMN VENTS!" Scorch cried, as a loud snap signalled the breakage of another reporter's leg. "Screw it, INCOMING!"

A burst of magic flew over the heads of the two shield bearers, singing their horns, melting the top of their shields, and hitting the floor, just before a loud explosion threw the paparazzi out of the path they were using.

"RUN! GO!" he shouted, barreling forward faster than Pinkie can greet a new pony in Ponyville, and bashed into the main throne room doors, followed by the four other monarchs and guards. As soon as all 5 were in, Cadence, Shining Armor, Scorch-Mane, and Serrated Edge all combined protection spells, reinforcing the door with an unbreakable lock. Banging could be heard outside in the central courtyard.

"That...was fun..." Cadence panted, as she sat down soaked in the sweat belonging to her and possibly some other ponies. She smiled sweetly at Shining, before finally sighing, rolling her eyes and flopping onto the floor, out cold.

"Great." Scorch grumbled as he whipped out a comb and began to tidy his mane up into the 'Banker' style it's constantly perked into. "I'm not dragging Queen Coma up these stairs, Imma go see if Luna and Celestia are in there." He conjured a mirror, checked his hair and grinned, before destroying it so he could head up the marble steps.

"Flankhole." Shining growled when Scorch was just out of earshot, before levitating the Princess onto his back and following suit. He walked slowly, as going too fast would drop her off his back and down the stairs again. This extended the journey by 5 minutes for him, but Scorch carried on ahead.

When he reached the throne room it was dark. No lights, just dim enough to be able to see the thrones.

"Hello?" Scorch called out, his voice echoing through the huge room. "Anypony here?" Suddenly, something caught his eye. A slight glimmering up ahead of an ethereal mane and tail were viable through the darkness. When he approached it, a pair of deep blue eyes could be made out.

"M-ma'am?" he stuttered slightly. A seductive grin formed underneath the eyes, a perfect white set of teeth glinting in a non-existent light.

"Yes, Lieutenant?" Luna whispered.

"I-is anypony else here?" he began to get worried as she slowly moved towards him, leaning in closely to his face. "Celestia here?"

"No. Just us two. Alone in the dark. Which means..." she purred into his ear as she suddenly slammed him against a wall with magic. He was about to yell for help, when a  hoof fell over his mouth. Luna's mane and face grew closer to his. He could feel Luna's warm breath ruffling through his fur, doing nothing to relax him. She leaned forwards, positioning her snout at the base of his neck, before she slowly began to nuzzle her way up to his ear and whispered a single sentence:

"Team Change: Scorch-Mane."

The moment this was whispered, he completely blacked out, a quiet yelp emitting from inside his mouth as he felt nothing but a wash of respect for the mare in front of him. The few things he was able to see in the low light that was returning to his vision was the whole room tipping over, with Princess Luna stood over him, before she knelt down and poking his neck. His whole body shuddered in delight as the princess began breathing down his neck.

"Now then," she whispered, "Let's see what you can do." Luna soothed as she idly twirled his mane. He could do nothing but submissively nod and hope...for his orders.