Chapter Five

Watching from her chair, Celestia witnessed the slow and gentle rise of the moon over the darkening sky; moments after she tucked the sun below the horizon.

The tiny reassurance of Luna's well being, was a relief to the princess of the sun. She trusted Twilight as much as Luna yet she always felt wrong when alone without her sister.

Besides the thousand years of banishment from her sister, she couldn't remember a time without Luna.

She was after all, only two minutes older than Luna.

Memories of their past always gave her a terrible migraine, washed and faded with time and pain.

She shook her head, trying to rid herself of the bothersome thoughts when a rapping at the door brought her attention full force.

Placing her royal stoic expression on her face, she bid the guard entrance.

“Sorry to disturb you at this time your majesty, but there is somepony here to see you and she doesn't take no very well…I think I just barely made it here before her.”

Celestia did take note that the guard Spear Aim was panting, his breathing shallow and was starting to sweat.

“Who could have put you in such a state of exhaustion, my humble Spear?”

When the sound of laughter and cheer came echoing down the hall.

Ah. Now that's a surprise.

“I see. You may go Spear Aim, tell Sargent Tact Motions that I’m sending you home for the night. No worries, I can handle our guest.”

She nudged him out, and rounded her head around the door to peek down the corridor.

One moment nothing.

The next?

Total chaos.

“SURPRISE CELLY!”

Startled, Celestia sat back on her haunches, staring down at the upbeat party pony. Confetti spouted from her sides, two small cannons strapped inside her saddle bag.

She had balanced in her hooves a beautiful white and galaxy colored cake, decorated in a similar color scheme as Celestia herself.

Celestia felt herself get weak in two ways. She didn't know which was worse.

“Are you okay down there silly filly? Do you need help?” Celestia shook herself, shame filling her for being so moved and taken off guard all at once.

“Ah-Yes. I'm fine.” She stood back up and laughed, although lacking sincerity. “Please, come in Pinkie. That cake looks delicious, what flavor is it?”

Pinkie followed behind Celestia back into her personal chambers.

Closing the door after Pinkie crossed the treshold, she sat back down indicating the seat across from her.

Pinkie sat the cake to the side of the rounded table and smiled.

“It's strawberry and cream cheese cake, I tried to color it after you but I think I got the shades all wrong.” Pinkie sighed, as if almost sad. “Guess my memory can't remember all that beauty at once.”

Celestia marginally ended up with her tea splattered all over her as she dropped the cup back down hastily.

“Beg pardon?”

What in the Equestria was going on?

Pinkie tilted her head to the side and just smiled, her eyes light and joyful.

“Let's try some cake. Then, maybe we could talk?” She asked, oh so sweetly. Celestia couldn't help but nod, as the pink mare plopped herself down.

She started to cut the cake into slices with a butter knife. Lopping a generous slice for herself and Celestia, she doled the dessert out and began to dig in.

Celestia followed suit, not sure what else she could do. For once the loud and rambunctious pink pony was silent and calm.

She wondered about that.

Pinkie looked up after she had finished her piece, Celestia wasn't far behind as she stopped to take a sip of tea.

“Did you want me to have a hot chocolate sent up for you Pinkie?”

The mare shook her head, and indicated the tea pot filled with steaming jasmine and lilac tea.

“I can pour myself a cup.” So she did with little struggle. The extended quiet should of been unsettling but in that moment it was peaceful. Even with the party pony as her guest.

“Is everything alright Pinkie? I know I don't know you as well as Twilight but you aren't usually this quiet.”

A soft sigh came out of the pink mare, she lifted her face up, an indistinguishable expression across her face.

“I was hoping you wouldn't notice that. See I came here with all the intention to give you a big smile but I have something on my mind that's not helping.”

Celestia leaned over the table, she placed a hoof onto Pinkie’s and smiled, she genuinely cared for the pink mare before her. Yes, she was the polar opposite of Celestia herself yet that was something that had always intrigued her about Pinkie.

How no matter what, even now, when she thinks she wasn't making Celestia happy, she was just from sitting across from her.

That scared her more than any realization that she had feeling for her faithful student.

“Please Pinkie, I would love to lend my ear to you, what's troubling you so, my little pony?”

Sniffing.

Was Pinkie crying?

“The thought of you being here all by yourself without anyone as a friend or a companion makes me very sad. Just cause you're a princess doesn't mean you don't get lonely and upset as well. Luna told me that you don't have anyone besides her. I can't be here all the time because of Sugarcube Corner, but if you'd like I can visit you every evening. I don't sleep much so the two hour train trip both ways is enough sleep for me. What do you say? I promise I'll be more lively next time.”

Stunned, Celestia held on to Pinkie’s warm hoof, not sure how to proceed. She wanted to be angry at Luna for getting her back in her own way, but at the same time…

She was grateful and touched all at once.

She really was in trouble with this one.

“Pinkie, just be you. You're already making me smile. Even if we sit in silence...I don't mind.”

That was good enough for Pinkie. She didn't feel like she needed to fill the quiet anymore with useless chatter, if either wanted to say something it would be important and meaningful.

“Celly?” After a long time with no sound, Pinkie finally broke the silence.

“Yes, Pinkie?” She looked down at their still clasped hooves, and smiled.

“Why haven't you let go of my hoof yet?”

When Celestia went to tug away, Pinkie held on harder.

“Please, don't let go. I don't mind. If you don't wanna answer that's okay too. But personally I like holding your hoof, do you like holding mine?”

Celestia sighed, there would be no secrets with this mare clearly.

“Yes, Pinkie.” That made Pinkie smile so big that Celestia couldn't help but smile back.

Oh yes, she was in trouble.

***

The next morning Celestia watched from her balcony as the first express left for the day heading from Canterlot into Ponyville.

A sleepy, yet awake pink party pony had been safely escorted by her personal guard Feather Blade.

That would surely stir up rumors within her royal guard and staff, not to mention if any pony talked to a paparazzi reporter.

Did it matter?

So what if rumors floated around about her and Pinkie? Nothing even occurred. They spent most of the evening talking rarely but enjoying each other's company nonetheless.

Was there something to be talked about anyway?

Celestia would of scoffed at that thought had not what the pink pony said flashed through her mind.

“I like holding your hoof, do you like holding mine?”

More than she wanted to admit. But she did. She said it to herself. With no one but herself as witness, she sighed, placing her chin on the railing of the balcony as the sight of the train disappeared into the tunnel.

“I like to hold you, Pinkie.”

Celestia knew she was delaying, having not much sleep besides the few hours just before sunrise when Pinkie had nodded off to sleep in her chair, she rubbed her face.

Falling back into the past.

She had carried the sleeping party pony to her personal bed and tucked her in, deciding to rest above the covers next to Pinkie.

She didn't want to make her uncomfortable although she doubted as to the ease of accomplishing that.

She awoke to the warm mare snuggled to her side, forelegs wrapped around her barrel and a gentle apparent snore ruffling her chest fur.

A knocking at her door, she had slipped away from the party pony and opened the it quietly.

Pressing her hoof to her lips, she nodded towards Holly Bale, a earth pony with pale orange fur and blonde mane tied up in a bun, tangerine colored eyes wide with surprise as she took the sleeping form behind the princess.

“Send up some chocolate chip and fruit pancakes please, tea for me and some fresh juice for our guest. Within the hour have Feather Blade come up and escort Pinkie to the train station. Make sure the ticket is to be paid on my behalf. Please and thank you Holly.”

Celestia was sure that Holly Bale had already told half the serving and cleaning servants in the castle that she had an overnight guest in her own bed.

She wondered dryly what the newspaper header would be.

Princess and Element Caught Post Party.

Princess Celestia and her Sweet Tooth?

What Makes You Smile?

Element of Laughter leaves Princess’ Chambers with early morning guard.

Celestia head was swimming with poorly written out headlines and badly made innuendos when Flare Script knocked and entered.

She caught eye with her scribe and personal attendant, knowing she was going to have a rough morning ahead of her.

Celestia rose from her leaned over position on the balcony and came back into the bedchamber; closing the doors behind her with a flick of her magic.

“Flare, good morning. What brings you here so early?”

Flare’s eyebrows furrowed and her intense forest colored eyes squinted at Celestia suspiciously.

“Was there something you would like to share with me, Princess? I've been hearing tall tales all morning and I can not get the same answer out of any pony.”

Oh no. Celestia had hoped she was projected her anxieties, but clearly that was not so.

“W-whatever do you mean, Flare Script?”

Now. Luna was right in one area, she was terrible at lying, but she was not completely alone and friendless. Flare had been with her for over a decade and she had not only shown growth and maturity, but proven herself to be true and faithful.

“May I be frank Princess? Your full of it.” Celestia couldn't help but let a snort come through, then an outright laugh.

Once settled, she caught Flare’s serious gaze and she sighed.

“Okay. It's really not what it seems like.”

“So, you didn't have an element of harmony visit you late in the night and then spend the night in your own personal bed, for which you then didn't have breakfast with and didn't send her to the train station with Feather Blade?”

A long moment.

“It's what it looks like I suppose.”

“Celestia…” Flare stopped, looking up at her to reassure herself it was alright to speak personally.

“Do you know how long it's been since something like this had gone around the castle? Since my great great grandmother held this position when you were seeing Star Swirl. What am I supposed to do to combat the rumors?”

Celestia sighed again.

“Exactly what are the rumors stating?” Flare glanced back at Celestia, a pained grimace on her face.

“That the element of laughter is your new bedmate.”

Celestia groaned this time, not knowing how or where to start.

“We could always do what we normally do with a false proclaim, just ignore it and let it burn itself out.”

As much as a false statement that rumor was, Celestia was not entirely sure if it was to stay that way.

Something about the pink party pony called to Celestia, more than anything she had felt for Twilight or Star Swirl.

She couldn't hope to stay away, not when every moment with Pinkie felt like the lightest she had been in a millennia.

“Do me a favor Flare? Have the staff keep their thoughts to themselves for the time being.” Flare face lifted in surprise at Celestia, but nodded a moment later.

“As you wish Princess.”

***

Pinkie stumbled through the front door of Sugarcube Corner, less than ten minutes to opening. She found the coffee pot that Mrs. Cake kept warm on top of the hot plate on the counter.

Pulling open the upper cupboard she found her tall sparkling pink cup, filled it up halfway and went to open the freeze to grab a tub of vanilla ice cream.

Once her coffee was swimming with the ice cream, she trotted out to the back where the full kitchen was.

Finding Mr. and Mrs. Cake finishing up with the morning bake, she put on her best Pinkie smile and greeted them.

“Morning, Mr. and Mrs. Cake! Sorry I'm late, I can help with putting the baked goods out.”

Mr. Cake chuckled and nodded towards the pile of gooey cinnamon buns in front of him.

“Take those and the corn muffins out, then these coffee cake bars should be cooled enough to cut and set out as well. We can bring out the rest of it so long as you open shop after Pinkie, please?”

“Yeppers! Can do.”

The morning went by fairly quickly. Pinkie’s caffeine intake was by far higher than she should ever have it, but she kept herself to a respectable level of hyper.

Zipping by other ponies three times their speed was so much fun, although not the mess she made by crashing into Mrs. Cake and throwing brownie batter everywhere.

She toned it down before she got booted from Sugarcube Corner for the day. She normally got out at one, but on days when Pinkie was just too excited for one reason or another. If she made too much of a mess or wasn't focused, she was always kindly told by Mrs. Cake that she should find something fun to do.

Always with a sugary treat and a pat on the head, Pinkie was so thankful for the Cake’s patients that she tried to have less days when she came in and needed to leave early.

It was nearing one and it had been slow for the past forty minutes, Pinkie felt her hind leg start twitching in boredom, slightly shaking the counter.

Leaning up from the counter so she wouldn't harm any of the sweets, she tied her apron on better and hoped for some pony to come in.
Mrs. Cake popped her head out of the kitchen, catching eyes with Pinkie.

“If you want, you can head out early dear, it's been dead for a while now.”

Forty four minutes to be exact, but who’s counting?

“I'll be alright Mrs. Cake. I could use a dozen cupcakes to perk my energy up, but other than that…”

Mrs. Cake chuckled.

“I'll box up some chocolate and strawberry frosted cupcakes for you then.”

She went back into the kitchen humming.

A few more minutes went by before the front door rang with a cheery jingle as some ponies stepped in.

Luna looked tall and awkward in the small bakery, wearing just her crown.

Twilight came in behind her. A red smear staining her cheeks, as she took a deep breath and greeted Pinkie. Herself only wearing her crown when important events happened.

“Hiya Twi, Luna, what brings you about?”

Luna walked up, looking intensely at the selection of goods before gazing back up at Pinkie.

“We’d like a piece of thou triple chocolate brownie and whatever the princess normally gets.”

Twilight tried to speak up.

“Oh Luna I can get my own-” Luna waved her off with her hoof.

“You are allowing us to stay in thy humble home and are teaching us ways to socialize better. 'Tis the least we can do.”

Twi blushed harder, but nodded.

“Do you want the fruit tart or the moon pies?”

Luna raise her eyebrow at Pinkie.

“What are these moon pies?”

“Their delicious. It's two rounded pieces of chocolate cake with a marshmallow and vanilla filling, made into a sandwich. I just call them moon pies cause it's a funny name.”

Luna looked back at Twilight expectantly, before she answered to Pinkie,

“Two orders of moon pies please Pinkie.”

Pinkie snickered. She began to box their order up and feel a prick of happiness flow through her as her best friend started to explore the world of intimacy.

Once she rang it all up and Luna paid for it, she gave the box over for Twilight to carry in her aura. Luna cleared her throat.

“So, did thou go and see my sister last night?”

That question filled with many in one made Pinkie stop and think on how to answer it.

She shrugged, the truth she supposed.

“I did. We stayed up late eating cake and drinking some really yummy tea that I need to get the name of. I think I fell asleep cause when I woke up, I was being roused from the bed with chocolate chip pancakes, which were so good! Celly got me some orange juice and we talked more before I got walked to the train station by one of her guards pony. I tried to pay for the ticket back, but wasn't allowed. I'm suppose to go back tonight, I promised I'd keep Celly company.”

Twilight started to stutter behind Luna, her magic wavering just a hair with the box in its aura.

Luna threw back her head and laughed joyously.

“We did think thou would have such a hold on Tia so soon, what in the world did you do to her?”

Luna asked, her eyebrows cocked in a way that meant business.

“Pinkie?” Twilight asked, her face and voice tentative. “Did, uh did you and Celestia use um any frosting?”

Twilight's question was obvious and hilarious all at once. She started to giggle, her sleep and caffeine strained mind taking very little to make her lose herself.

“Oh Twilight! If I slept with Celly I would of just said we went to bed in a fun way and left it at that. Besides,”

Pinkie blushed. “I like her too much to scare her away with kinky frosting play.”

Twilight swayed, and had to be held up by Luna's strong wing as Luna just stared at Pinkie intently for a moment.

“Okay. We trust thee Pinkie Pie. Tell our sister we send our regards. Oh and Pinkie? Her favorite flowers are daffodils, to receive not to eat.”

Pinkie laughed and bounced around the counter to throw herself around the dark princess.

Hugging her tightly, she said,

“Thank you Luna, I Pinkie Pie promise that I’ll make your sister smile brighter than any pony has before.”

Luna after a moment's hesitation, hugged the pink mare back and nodded into her curly mane.

“You do that.”

***

Luna walked back to Twilight's castle in silence. She worried for Tia, but Pinkie was generous, caring and chaotic, a perfect match for her. She knew she could trust Tia’s happiness in her hooves, now Twilight’s was in hers.

“Twilight? Is something the matter?”

She stopped, turning around to meet Luna in the eyes, her lavender gaze penetrating and seeking.

“Doesn't it make you feel weird?”

“What does?” Luna asked, generally confused.

“I mean, Pinkie and Celestia. I'm all kinds of twisted up on that. On one hoof I'm happy, Pinkie lacks guidance and Celestia could use to lighten up a bit, but on the other… I’m angry? No? Resentful? Not that either-”

“Jealous. Twilight you are jealous of Pinkie and Celestia’s relationship. You've never had to share either of them before, besides Pinkie with the other elements and Tia with us. Not only with recent opening and closing of past wounds, no wonder you are sore.”

Twilight gapped at Luna.

“Did, Celestia tell you about…”

Luna nodded, extending her hoof to place it on Twilight’s shoulder.

“It's okay Twilight, we are here for thee. In whatever manner you need us in. If we had been Celestia, we wouldn't have been as foolish to turn thee down. She's a stubborn foal, who lost out on an amazing and strong mare as thyself.”

Twilight swallowed, stepping closer to Luna, her height having her met the middle of Luna’s throat, it tightened as she tried to keep her mind and body separate and clear from one another.

“Do you mean that Luna? I don't mean hypothetically, I don't mean if you were Celestia. I mean, you as Luna, Princess of the night, right in this moment in time. Would you turn me down?”

Luna’s entire body heated and clenched as the word tumbled out of her.

“Never. We would never turn thee down Twilight.” Twilight smiled up at Luna.

“You don't know how good it feels to know that. I’m not good with explaining things I don't rightly understand, all I know is, that I like to be with you Luna. That you make me happy. I like showing you how to express yourself, and the more I get to know you, the more I care about you. I know it's not entirely right, given, um that I'm your mentor but if you’d like. I would want to pursue a more intimate relationship with you.”

Luna pulled back to stare back into her fathomless lavender eyes, feeling more desire and compassion well up inside her than she had even felt.

She wanted to keep making Twilight happy. She loved that soft and gentle smile that held true in her warm gaze as well. Her rambling and her scientific mumble that even Luna found difficulty in keeping up with.

“Twilight Sparkle, did thou just ask us out on a date?”

A blush stole across her cheeks once more, she looked down at Luna's hoof still on her shoulder and then back at her.

“Yes.” She said, back straight and her mouth slightly quirked. “Was I out of line?”

Luna couldn't help herself. She was so adorable, alicon accession had really done well for her confidants. And that smile, her lips were a pale lilac, seeming to be pliable and inviting.

Before she knew what she was doing, Luna's muzzle was pressed up against Twilight’s.

A mixture between a moan and a gasp escaped Twilight’s lips as Luna's tongue invaded her mouth, a searing stroke of her flesh inside of Twilight’s.

Twilight lowered the box of treats to the ground in her aura before she dropped them and wrapped her forelegs around Luna's neck. She clutched onto Luna, as the kiss deepened, eliciting a fire in the pit of her belly.

Stretching on her hind legs, Twilight quivered as the strain of standing and being so immensely pleasured at the same time took its toll. This was nothing like the books she had read, but twenty times better.

Time seemed to finally catch back up with the two of them. Luna pulled away, setting Twilight gently back on all four hooves.

The space between them was charged and heated, sparks of electricity coursing through each other's veins.

“Luna…I don't know what to say. That was incredible. Books always made it seem so ridiculous, the whole body stilling, heating up and jeez just about exploding from only a kiss. I think I understand now.”

Luna laughed sensuously, wrapping a foreleg around the innocent mare.

“Thys first kiss meet thee expectations then?”

Twilight blushed, and nuzzled her neck, murmuring against her.

“Exceeded it.”

***

Later that night Twilight lay in the middle of her bed. Spike, in the next room over, asleep. She glanced out the window, the full moon bright and beautiful high in the night sky.

Luna was just a few doors down.

So close.

What was stopping her?

She wanted to be with Luna. Had ever since the night princess returned to her former self and came back to Ponyville intending on her subjects loving her.

That didn't go so well at first, but in the end Luna was able to connect with herself and with the citizens of Ponyville.

And with her.

Twilight sat up in bed, frustrated. Maybe she wasn't ready to become fully intimate with Luna, but damn if she’d stay another moment in this bed, in this room, alone.

She went to her door and pulled it open, stopped when she found Luna, hoof raised as if ready to knock. She lowered her hoof.

“Light, your awake. We weren't expecting thee to be.”

Light. I've never liked that shorted form of my name, but coming from Luna? It was heavenly.

“Yeah, I couldn't sleep. Did you wanna come in?”

Twilight stepped to the side as Luna brushed past her and into the bedroom.

Closing the door, Twilight hovered near it, not sure how to proceed, Luna was in her room, so close to her bed; and all she could think of was that heat that blazed through her with their earlier kiss.

What would making love to you be like?

Luna turned around, a soft smile touching her muzzle as she came back up to Twilight and tenderly nosed her cheek.

Heat flared up inside of Twilight, a low whimper escaping her as Luna slid back and kissed her slowly.

Twilight swam in pleasure, becoming a slave to it, she curled herself around Luna and moaned against her; Luna's hooves trailing down her back to grasp her near her dock.

She cried out again and whispered Luna's name with a desperation she didn't know she could feel.

Luna yanked away, her breath ragged and her teal eyes heavy with lust, she chuckled darkly.

“Thou should be careful of teasing us, Light. We won't be merciful if pushed to far, and your heat is already doing that to us.”

Twilight flushed, she didn't know Luna could smell her desire for her; she squeezed her thighs shut, receiving another chuckle from the princess of the night.

“That won't help, but nobel effort notwithstanding. Would it be wrong of us to ask if it's permissible to stay with thee tonight? It's almost time for our rest and we find it soothing to be near you.”

Luna leaned forward and whispered into Twilight's ear,

“We won't touch thee unless thou asks.”

Twilight was going to agree before that statement, but that sentence had imagines of all sorts flashing in her head; making her ache all over.

“Luna…”

Twilight went to reach out for Luna, intent on showing her all the ways she wasn't a child when a loud pitched scream echoed through the castle.

Luna jumped.

“What was that?!”

Twilight was out the room and down the hall in a moment, busting through Starlight’s door to drop beside her bed.

Holding her shaking form, she held onto her as Starlight muttered and yelled through her night terror.
It was over as soon as it came, Starlight settled back down to sleep, barely noticing anything that transpired.

When Twilight was sure Starlight was asleep for good, she pulled away, tucked the blanket around her, and left quietly,

Coming back into the room, Twilight was surprised to see Luna still there, settled down on the bed, her hooves rubbing her head.

“Starlight again?”

“Yes, it's gotten less frequent as she's progressed the past couple of months, but it still crops up.” Luna nodded.

“Is the offer to sleep here with you still sound? We don't want to impose on your privacy Light.”

Twilight smiled and indicated her chin towards the bed.

“Crawl under, I'll shut the door once I'm back.”

Twilight took the bathroom to relieve herself and to allow a much needed mental breakdown.

So what if Luna is spending the night in my bed, she knows it's going to be sleeping, she didn't even know my plan when it got interrupted!

She had lost her nerve the more she thought on it. Twilight couldn't compare to experienced lovers from centuries of love making Luna had been previously a part of.

Splashing cold water on her face, she took deep breaths and calmed herself down as best as she could.

Returning to her bedroom, Luna was under the covers, facing away from Twilight and the door. She closed it, turned off all the light gems, and crawled into bed.

Luna rolled, meeting her eyes, Twilight stilled, her heart hammering in her chest relentlessly.

Smoothly, sweetly Luna kissed her, allowing her to pull back if need be.

Twilight never felt like she needed to.

Luna was once again, the one to pull away, she laid down on her back and glanced over at Twilight.

“Does thou know how to cuddle, dear Light?”

Theories. Everything she knew were those. She placed her head on Luna's chest and her foreleg around her belly, Luna's foreleg molded around Twilight’s hip and waist and held her tight to the princess of night.

Falling asleep happened to both without either noticing.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading, questions or comment I always love. ---Flutterpon