Eris, Princess of Chaos

Celestia and Luna stood defiant against the mad lord, Discord. At their sides were what they had dubbed “The Elements of Harmony.” Discord didn’t seem fazed at all by their appearance, happily munching away at a bag of snacks.

“Oh this is so much fun!” Discord slapped his knee, leaning back on his throne. “How about a game of 'Pin the tail on the pony?’” he grinned, holding up a shimmering rainbow.

Celestia gasped, looking behind her to see that her tail was missing. “Playtime is over for thee, Discord!”

Discord rolled his eyes, gesticulating. “Oh I doubt that.”, Grasping a pawful of seeds, he popped them into his mouth, scattering a bunch on the ground. “Hungry?” he offered, watching a seed or two bounce off their angry faces.

“Suit yourselves.” Shrugging, Discord popped another handful of seeds into his mouth. “Oh!” Discord tossed his bag away, noticing that the pair had a series of jewels floating in their magic. Interest piqued, he leaned forward, placing a hand on his chin. “What have you got there?”

“The Elements of Harmony,” Celestia answered plainly, while the jewels started to spin around them, encasing them in a translucent purple sphere.

"With them we shall defeat thee,” Luna added.

Discord burst out laughing, sprawling across his throne. “You should see your faces right now.” Righting himself, he kept his smirk. “The expressions on your faces. So intense. So sure of yourselves.” He threw his head back, letting out a long laugh. “Hilarious!”

Celestia and Luna didn’t say anything, they only touched their horns together, channeling the elements’ power. Letting the energy of the elements mount, the pair rose into the air. After a few moments, a beam of rainbow light shot out from the sphere and struck Discord in the chest. He became encased in a burst of white light, vanishing from their view.

A figure exploded out if the light, tumbling along the ground. It finally came to a stop, laying limp in the dirt. A groan came from it, visibly shuddering as the power of the elements washed over the land, reverting it to normal.

Celestia and Luna landed, the pair walking over to examine the figure. It resembled Discord, though didn't have his great height. The creature was a little shorter than them, slender, and if its features were to be any clue, it was female. “What art thou?” Celestia asked.

The creature whimpered, covering her head. “D-Dont hurt me...” she pleaded, refusing to look at them.

Luna turned to Celestia, an unsure look on her face. “Sister, dost thou think that this might be one of Discord’s tricks?”

Celestia watched the creature, frowning at its fear. “No Luna, the Elements undid all of Discord's tricks.” Peering over her shoulder, she spied the tyrant, frozen in a moment of riotous laughter. “It seems the Elements pulled this creature out of Discord.”

Luna followed Celestia’s gaze to the statue and her look softened. “By all appearances, that does seem to be the case. If this is true, then what should we do with her?”

“We cannot leave her here.” Conjuring up a blanket, she draped it over the female’s back. “That shall do, until we can get thee decent.”

“No, even if she is some form of trick, we cannot leave her be,” Luna agreed, flinching when she heard a whimper from the creature. “Though we art hopeful that is not the case.”

The creature peered up at them, sporting Discord's red and yellow eyes. “Y-you aren't going to hurt me?”

Celestia shook her head, kneeling down and putting a hand on the creature’s shoulders. “Of course not, we have no reason to bring harm to thee. It is quite clear that thou art a separate entity from Discord.”

The creature smiled, standing up shakily. The blanket slid off her, giving them both a good look at her bare body. “Thanks...”

Celestia coughed into her hand and forced her eyes away from the creature’s more sensitive body parts. “Thou art welcome. Dost thou have a name?”

“Name?” the draconequus asked, tilting her head. “Um, Discord?”

“We think thou should give thyself a name separate from his,” Luna offered, levitating the blanket back on to the female’s shoulders.“That will help ponies see thee as thy own being and not the creature that tormented them.”

The draconequus blinked, looking confused. “I don't get it.”

“If thou uses his name, ponies may jump to conclusions about thee,” Celestia explained, waving a hand towards the statue.

“But, that's me,” the draconequus argued, pointing at Discord.

“Didst thou want to torment ponies?” Luna pressed, giving the female a hard look. “To warp the land and make it unrecognizable?”

“No...” The female shook her head, frowning. “I-I don't understand...” Hugging herself, her ears pinned to her head. “I'm Discord, right?”

Celestia pulled the creature into an embrace, stroking her white hair. “Dost thou wish to be Discord?” She sighed, the female’s only reply being a whimper. “Let us return to the castle.”

Luna levitated the statue, nodding. “We believe that is the best course of action.” Lighting her horn, she teleported the group to the castle. “Come, we shall get thee proper clothes.”

The female tilted her head. “Why would I want clothes?”

Celestia shared a look with Luna, glancing down at the female. “It is not proper for one to go bare. Ponies wear clothes to cover themselves.”

“But I’m not a pony,” the female said, waving a hand over herself. “And what’s so important about being proper? That sounds boring.”

Feeling a headache coming on, Celestia ushered the female inside. “CROW!” Her voice boomed, augmenting it with her magic. “HAVE THE SERVANTS DRAW US BATHS! AND INFORM THE ROYAL TAILOR HE IS REQUIRED!”

A white pony with a black mane kept short walked into the room, bowing. “Of course, Princess, I shall alert them at once.” She turned on a hoof and rushed out of the entrance hall.

“Why did you yell at her?” the female draconequus inquired, looking to the door Crow had run through. “Did she do something bad? Are you mad at her?”

Celestia chuckled, shaking her head. “No, that was the royal voice. It was to get her attention.”

“Oh, okay.” The female nodded, swishing her tail. Her gaze finally drifted to her blanket. It was a plain, green color made of what looked like wool. Scrunching her muzzle, she snapped her talons. The blanket changed color, a bizarre mix of dots and swirls of color. Pleased with her work, the female hugged it tighter around her body.

Celestia smiled, pleased with the female’s higher spirits. “Wouldst thou like the royal tailor to make thee something similar to that?”

“Why didst thou do that?” Luna eyed the blanket, a little on edge at the display.

“Because it was too boring,” the female answered, a smile on her face. “This is way more fun to look at.” She did a twirl to show off her handiwork. She visibly deflated, seeing a few servants giving her glances.

“Excuse us a moment,” Celestia said, patting the female’s shoulder. She walked over to the servants and talked to them, though the female couldn’t make out what was being said.

“What's she doing?” the female asked, watching with interest.

“We believe she is assuring them that thou art friendly,” Luna told her, giving her a soft smile.

The female focused on one of the servants; a younger pegasus mare. Feeling an urge come over her, she snapped her talons. The mare’s wings flashed, now in the form of butterfly wings.

“What has happened to me?!” the mare cried, stretching out her new wings.

The draconequus beamed, looking up at Luna. “Aren't they pretty?” Waving at the mare, her tail wagged like a dog's. “See? I'm nice!”

Luna was about to tell her off when the mare’s expression softened and ran her hand along her new wings. “They are rather pretty, and they seem just as sturdy as my old ones. I think I could get used to these.”

This only brightened the draconequus more, the female bouncing in place. Unfortunately, the castle shook with each bounce.

“Please stop thy bouncing!” Luna pleaded, using her magic to stay upright. “The castle cannot withstand this!”

The female froze in mid air, looking down at Luna. “Sorry.” Shrinking down, she pulled her blanket around herself. She went quiet, floating there in her cloth hideaway.

“T’is fine,” Celestia assured, putting a hand on her back. “Just refrain from celebrating in dangerous ways in the future.” When she got no reply, she guided the female towards the baths. “Come on, we shall get thee clean.”

The female let herself be led through the halls, not leaving her hiding place. When Celestia pulled off her blanket, the female was normal sized again. Allowing Celestia to ease her into the water, she said nothing.

Celestia frowned, grabbing shampoo and conditioner in her magic and undressing. She eased herself into the water, taking a seat next to the female. “Are you alright?”

The female stared at her reflection. “I’m Discord...” She spoke, frowning. “But I'm not Discord.” Rising up, she slammed her hands into the water. The spray of water stabbed into the walls and ceiling like spike's. “I don't understand!”

Celestia pulled her into an embrace, shushing her. “T’is alright. Thou dost not need to understand it all at once. Even ponies struggle with their identities. Take thy time and do what thou believes to be right. It will make sense eventually.”

“But I don't make sense!” the female pouted, leaning on her. “I'm not supposed to make sense.”

“Then embrace thy chaotic nature,” Celestia offered, stroking her hair. “Be true to thyself and everything shall fall into place.” Levitating a bucket into the water, she poured it over their heads. “Just as long as thou take others’ feelings into account.”

The female nodded emphatically, holding onto Celestia tighter. “I don’t want to hurt anypony or make them feel bad, I just wanna have fun!”

“Good.” Lathering her hands up, Celestia began to wash the female’s hair. “Thou still need a name, shall We give thee one?”

The female leaned into Celestia’s scrubbing, a gentle purr escaping her throat. “I guess,” she muttered. “What did you have in mind?”

“A few things. Disarray, Bedlam, Calamity, Chaos?”

“Chaos seems too on the nose,” the female said, pulling a nose with ‘Chaos’ stamped on it from under the water. “And Bedlam sounds like a boy’s name. I'm notta boy!”

Celestia giggled, patting her head. “We art aware thou art not a boy, thou showed us exactly what was under the blanket we gave thee.”

The female huffed, puffing her cheeks out.

Celestia poked her cheek, her smile widening. “We have one more name in mind. How dost thou like the sound of ‘Eris’?”

The female rolled the name in her mouth, the letters floating out of her mouth in a big, white bubble. “Eris,” she repeated slowly, applying it to herself. She smiled brightly, nuzzling Celestia. “I love it! From now on, I’m Eris!”

“We art glad.” Celestia resumed her task, washing the shampoo from Eris’s hair. “Now tell us, Eris, why didst thou change Light Breeze?”

Eris was quiet, moving her mouth like she was going to answer. Finally, she spoke. “I felt something, something that wanted to get out. The world wanted to be different, but couldn't. So, I helped.”

“We do not know if we fully understand, but we cannot argue since Light Breeze seems to like thy work.” Grabbing a washcloth, Celestia began to clean Eris’s body. “Though, we don't know if she can still be called a pegasus.”

“How does flutterpony sound?” Eris offered, giggling and bending her body to help Celestia clean her. “Cuz she’ll flutter like a butterfly!”

“That is a wonderful name for a new tribe of pony,” Celestia agreed, scrubbing Eris’s stomach. “Just consult with ponies before thou change them.”

Eris nodded, purring loudly. “Can do! Gotta make sure not to freak them out after all. Plus I want everypony to like the new them like Breezy does!” Throwing her hands up, her sizable chest bounced, hitting Celestia’s hands.

Celestia blushed, her wings twitching on her back. She forced back any untoward thoughts, continuing her scrubbing. “We art glad to hear that, Eris.”

Eris giggled, sticking her tongue out. “I bet spider ponies would be cool!” Her lower half shifted into that of a spider. “Grr! Be afraid!”

“We hath not been afraid of spiders since we were a filly,” Celestia replied with a giggle. “Though we art sure that somepony would enjoy being a spider pony.”

“I hope so.” Eris changed back, leaning against Celestia. “Thank you, for being nice to me.”

“Thou art welcome, Eris,” Celestia replied, resting her hands on Eris’s shoulders. “Thou hast done nothing wrong. Thou seems to be the part of Discord with a healthy conscience. We would be a fool to punish thee.”

Eris purred, nuzzling against Celestia. “You make me feel nice. Discord never felt nice.”

Celestia smiled, using her magic to scrub her fur to avoid moving away from the embrace. “We shall strive to continue making thee feel that way. We want thee to be happy and successful, Eris.”

“Really?” Eris tried so they were facing each other. “Why is that?”

“Thou art under our care now, that is our wish for all of our subjects,” Celestia answered, giving her a bright smile.

Wrapping her arms around Celestia, she nuzzled her neck. She didn't even notice the burning blush on Celestia's face. “I like this a lot.”

Celestia turned her head, trying to think the least pleasing thoughts possible while her wings threatened to spring out. “Then we can make bathing like this a regular occurrence while thou art living in the castle.”

“Really? I'd like that!” Eris swished her tail in the water, her purr reverberating through Celestia’s chest. “You’re comfy.”

Celestia giggled, the purring almost tickling her. “Just try not to turn us into a bed pony.”

“Zzz...”

Peering down at Eris, she found that the smaller female was out like a light, big 'Z’ shaped clouds emitting from her mouth. Celestia rolled her eyes, deciding to let the draconequus sleep for a little bit.

“Thou certainly are an interesting one.” Celestia petted Eris’s head. “Much more enjoyable than that cur Discord.”

This brought a small smile to the sleeping Eris’s face, burying her face deeper into Celestia’s fur. She didn't stir as Celestia got the rest of her clean. She then stood up, gently picking up Eris in her magic to avoid disturbing her sleep. She quickly got dressed and wrapped the blanket around the draconequus once more.

“Sister,” Luna greeted, emerging from her bath. “We see the chaotic one is asleep.” Her eyes lingered on Eris, studying her face. “She is quite the handful.”

“She is rather spirited,” Celestia agreed, adjusting her dress. “But she has a good heart and wishes to do good in the world.” Her eyes widened in realization. “Oh, and she has taken the name Eris now.”

“As fitting a name as any,” Luna replied, nodding her head. “We have been thinking on what to do with her.” Leading Celestia towards their chambers, she continued. “We believe she should remain here, under our care.”

Celestia nodded, opening a door to an empty room and gently tucked Eris in. “In that, we art in agreement. While she does not seem to be a danger, we think we should be around to curb her enthusiasm, so to speak, and prevent ponies from unjustly persecuting her.”

“That might happen regardless,” Luna pointed out, standing by the door. “ We can only imagine what the staff think because of Light Breeze’s changes.”

“Then we shall do what we must to help ponies understand Eris,” Celestia replied, closing the door behind her. “It is abundantly clear to us that she is not the same being that tormented this land.”

“On that we agree, though she seems to be just as frustrating.” Luna eyed Celestia, a mischievous smile growing across her face. “We hope thou didn't get too handsy.”

Celestia blushed, her feathers ruffling. She huffed and turned her head away from her sister. “We assure thee that our actions were completely chaste and innocent.”

Luna giggled, nudging Celestia with her wing. “Then why art thou blushing? Tell us, didst thou get a feel of her bosom? It is quite large.”

Celestia’s face exploded into a blush as she remembered the events in the bath. “O-of course not. She is in no place mentally for that sort of behavior.” She coughed into her hand. “We simply spent too long in the bath, we must be coming down with something.”

“Of course,” Luna agreed, though she didn't believe it. Stopping at her room, she gave her sister a warm hug. “Good night sister, may thy dreams be full of buxom draconequui.”

Before Celestia could retort, Luna slipped into her room and closed the door. Celestia huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. “Little sisters are the most vexing creatures on the planet,” she grumbled.

Turning into her own room, she removed her regalia. Placing them into their proper places, Celestia stretched out her limbs. “Today certainly has been interesting.” Replacing her dress with a nightgown, she climbed into bed. She let out a long yawn and settled into bed, ready to enter the world of dreams.

The first thing Celestia noticed when she woke up were someone's arms around her waist. Groggily peering over her shoulder, she noted Eris was snoozing away next to her. Celestia blushed, looking forward again.

“She is truly making it difficult to keep our thoughts innocent,” Celestia muttered to herself. “Eris, art thou awake?”

Eris’s only reply was to murmur in her sleep, pull Celestia closer and nuzzle the princess’s neck. Her tail draped over Celestia’s waist, swishing slightly.

Celestia sighed, settling into Eris’s embrace. “We art sure that she shall wake up on her own soon enough.” At least cuddling with Eris was pleasant, as long as she ignored the two mounds pushing into her back. Celestia gulped, her face heating up as her mind fixated on the soft pressure being applied to her back. Her wings twitched, the only thing holding the appendages at bay was the draconequus attached to her.

“It's as if thou art tempting me on purpose,” Celestia grumbled, shaking her head.

There was a yawn and she felt something plop onto her shoulder. “Hey Tia, sleep well?” Eris’s groggy voice asked.

“Yes, Eris we slept well. Why art thou in our bed?”

“Oh, I woke up alone and couldn’t get back to sleep,” Eris answered, moving her hand to rub at her eyes. “So I found your room and tried to see if holding you like we did in the bath would do the trick again. Obviously,” she waved her talon over the two of them, “it did.” Purring, Eris nuzzled her neck. “You’re just so cuddly and warm!”

Celestia couldn’t help but smile at Eris’s innocent answer. She turned around so the two could face one another and wrapped her arms around her waist. “We suppose that comes with being the princess of the sun.”

Eris leaned forward, licking Celestia’s nose. “Discord never cuddled with anyone. He was too mean for that.’

Celestia’s face exploded into a blush, unable to form a response to Eris’s statement as her mind was sent spinning.

“You make silly faces.” Eris giggled, resting her head under Celestia’s chin. “You’re a lot funner than Discord thought you were.”

Celestia finally managed to recover, rubbing Eris’s back. “We tend to be fun around nice people.” Realizing that Eris was still naked, Celestia cleared her throat. “We must raise the sun now, Eris.”

“Aww, can’t you do that while in bed?” Eris asked with a pout, tightening her grip on the solar princess. “I like snuggling.”

Celestia rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t keep a smile from her muzzle. “We shall attempt to raise the sun while in bed.” She lit her horn up, closing her eyes as she established a connection with the sun. It greeted her with it's usual warm energy, allowing her to guide it up into the sky. She opened her eyes and flashed Eris a grin. “There, it seems we are able to raise the sun from the comfort of our covers.”

This got a purr out of Eris, who closed her eyes. “I wonder if Wuna is fun to cuddle? I bet she’s super cuddly!”

“Hmm, I’m pretty sure there’s only one stallion that Lulu wishes to cuddle with at the moment,” Celestia said with a mischievous grin. “A tall, dark and handsome one that lives up north.”

“But I'm not a stallion,” Eris pointed out. “So she should have no problems cuddling with me!”

Celestia opened her mouth to argue, only to clamp it shut when she remembered the teasing she had received the night before. She put on an innocent smile and patted the draconequus’s head. “Thou art right. Perhaps thou should try to cuddle with her right now?”

“Good idea!” Eris poofed away in a cloud of glitter.

Celestia giggled, getting up out of bed and getting ready for the day. “And that is why thou dost not tease thy big sister, Lulu,” she mused, humming to herself.

She was just putting on her crown when Luna’s shout of surprise reached her ears.

“What art thou doing in our bed!?” Luna cried, her voice rattling the walls. “What dost thou mean 'cuddling?!’”

Celestia burst out laughing, clutching her sides as Luna continued to rant and rave. “Oh little sister, we think thou dost protest too much.”

Celestia continued to get ready for the day, stepping out into the hall to see Eris being levitated out of Luna’s room and dropped onto her rump.

“But, cuddles!” Eris pleaded, pouting up at Luna.

Luna’s only response was to slam the door, causing Eris to wince.

“Well, fine! See if I cuddle you again!” Eris stood up, crossing her arms.

“Thou art always welcome to cuddle us,” Celestia offered, holding her arms open. As Eris accepted her hug, she winced upon seeing Luna’s guards trying not to stare.

Celestia cleared her throat, causing the pair to turn their heads and stand at attention. She rolled her eyes, looking down at Eris. “Perhaps we should take thee to the royal tailor now? We need to get thee proper.”

“If you insist,” Eris huffed, pulling away from the hug. She snapped her talons, covering herself with her blanket. “Better?”

“T’is a start,” Celestia said, motioning with her hand as she started to walk down the hall. “We art sure thou will adapt to wearing clothes.”

“If you say so,” Eris said, floating by Celestia’s side. “I still don’t see anything wrong with going bare, it’s more comfy. Discord never wore clothes.”

“Discord never cuddled either,” Celestia pointed out. “Dost thou truly wish to emulate him? Besides, thou dost not have to wear clothing in thy room.”

“I guess that’s true,” Eris conceded. “And if I get to make them look like whatever I like, then I guess it won’t be that bad.” Laying across Celestia’s neck, she shrank to the size of a scarf.

Celestia smiled, petting the top of Eris’s head. “It is good that thou art keeping an open mind. We promise thee that thou shalt love the royal tailor’s work.”

“If you say so,” Eris responded, not sounding all that convinced.

Celestia continued petting Eris’s head, leading her into a room where a white stallion with a well coiffed purple mane was adjusting mannequins. “Greetings, Elusive, we have someone that is in need of thy work.”

“Hi.” Eris waved, watching him closely. “You have a nice hairdo.”

Elusive smiled at her, adjusting his mane with his hands. “Why thank thee, fair maiden. I am a firm believer in presenting myself at my absolute best. If I did not, then how could others believe the quality of my work?” He grabbed a measuring tape, looking her over. “Tell me, fair maiden, how can I help make thee feel beautiful?”

Eris floated away from Celestia, returning to her normal size. “Um, I dunno.” Giving Celestia an unsure look, she gave a non-committal shrug. “I've never tried to be beautiful before.”

Elusive chuckled, levitating several of his tools in his magic and starting to take Eris’s measurements. “Come now, fair maiden, surely thou knowest what thou wouldst like to wear? I am a stallion that always aims to please the one I design for. Let thy imagination run wild and I will attempt to bring it to life!”

Eris thought for a moment before holding out the blanket. “I want em to look like this. Well, not like this. I want to look like me!” She gestured to herself. Something clicked and she gave him a grin. “I don't wanna make sense!”

Elusive tapped his chin, looking over his fabrics. “Not exactly a concrete suggestion, but I have worked with less.” He flashed her a smile, jotting down her measurements. “I shall make thee a dress that thou shalt love!”

“Yay!” Eris hopped from hoof to lizard foot, her grin almost bigger than her head. “Thank you so much!”

Elusive smiled, grabbing an empty mannequin, a quill and parchment and beginning his work. He sketched away, occasionally looking up at Eris.

Eris struck a pose, not bothering to cover up again. Elusive didn’t seem to be bothered by Eris’s nudity, finishing up his sketch with a grin. His horn lit up and his equipment whizzed around the room.

Enthralled by all the work, Eris nodded her head in approval. “He's got a lot of chaos,” she remarked idly, wagging her tail.

Celestia turned to her, quirking an eyebrow. “Has a lot of chaos, what dost thou mean?” She glanced at Elusive. “He does not seem very chaotic to us.”

“Up here.” Eris tapped her head. “He's gotta lotta chaos in here! That's how he can make up all this stuff!” Throwing her hands out all of Elusive’s outfits came to life, dancing away.

Celestia chuckled, nodding. “We never thought of creativity as chaotic, but it does make sense to apply it.”

Elusive wasn’t bothered by the outburst. If anything he was delighted by it, occasionally pausing from his work to grab a dance partner. “Thou certainly knows how to liven up a room,” Elusive complimented, winking at Eris.

Eris giggled, floating around the room. “Why thank you! Those pretty outfits were just begging to boogy!” Moving to unheard music, Eris started to dance, her body moving in ways that shouldn't be possible.

Deciding she didn’t want to be left out, Celestia started to dance, finding her own rhythm. Before she knew it, she was dancing with Eris. Taking the draconequus’ arms, Celestia guided her around the room. The princess pulled out all the stops, twirling Eris this way and that.

“This is fun!” Eris cheered, wrapping her arms around Celestia’s waist. “You do this with all the girls?”

“Only the fun ones,” Celestia replied, dipping Eris down low to the floor. Her body locked up as Eris leaned in and licked her cheek. She tried to collect herself, quickly pulling the two of them upright once more. Stumbling back, she fell into a chair, pulling Eris with her.

“That was fun!” Eris giggled and nuzzled Celestia beneath her chin. Purring, Eris curled up in her lap, wrapping her tail around her leg.

“Agreed,” Celestia said with a sigh, rubbing Eris’s back. “We’ll have to be dance partners at this year’s gala.”

“Your Majesty, if I may say, thou looks very happy.” Elusive grinned, pulling away from a sundress. “I’ve rarely seen thee so content.”

“Well, Eris’s energy is rather contagious,” Celestia offered, looking up at him. “Wouldst thou not agree?”

“Certainly, but thou seems to have found a... kindred spirit, shall we say?” He gestured to the hand that Celestia had placed on Eris’s hip.

Celestia blushed, only for a wry smirk to spread on her face. “We suppose thou art the expert in such matters, thou seems to find a kindred spirit every fortnight.”

“I am merely happy your Majesty hast found somepony to share thine bed with,” Elusive countered, sitting at his desk. “Lady Eris, thine dress will be finished in no time.”

“That’s great!” Eris beamed, her tail wagging against Celestia’s legs. “You sure work fast, Elusive!” Laying her head on Celestia's chest, Eris hummed in delight. “Celly is the best cuddle buddy!”

This caused Elusive to smirk at Celestia as tools flew around his head. “Really? What is her glorious Majesty like in bed?”

“Snuggly and warm!” Eris replied instantaneously. “She’s super comfy and nice. Her fur is so soft.” She demonstrated, nuzzling Celestia’s neck.

Elusive’s smirk grew and a soft chuckle escaped his lips. “I am well aware, I have felt it while getting her majesty's measurements.”

“And she has really nice breasts!” Eris proclaimed, giving one a nuzzle.

Elusive bit his lip, unable to prevent a snorting laugh from passing through his muzzle. “I dare say there are hardly a better pair in the kingdom.”

“I just dunno why she hides ‘em under all these clothes!” Eris tossed her hands up in exasperation.

“Perhaps to keep lesser endowed mares from being consumed with envy?” Elusive offered, covering his muzzle with his hand.

“Well, they are really nice...” Eris rotated her head, looking up at Celestia. “Um, Celestia? Are you okay? Your face is like, really red.” Holding her paw up, she put a tomato next to Celestia's head. “Even redder than this!”

Celestia coughed into her hand. “Perhaps we art coming down with a small cold, nothing to worry thyself over.”

“A very warm cold,” Elusive teased, waggling his eyebrows.

Celestia frowned, shooting a look at the stallion. “Do we need to remind thee who had to pull thee off that guard at the last Hearth’s Warming party? Thou art lucky she was in a good mood.”

Elusive tsked, adjusting his mane. “Canst thou blame me? Her armor could hardly contain her assets. Mulled wine always turns me into a fool. Besides, many mares find my hands very pleasing.”

“Oh we know, thou hast made that offer to us before,” Celestia reminded, a smirk on her face.

“Perhaps Lady Eris would enjoy my hands?” Elusive asked, sending the draconequus a sultry look.

Eris tilted her head. “How would you use your hands? Would you wash my back like Celly did?” Pausing for a moment, she looked between them. “Is he talking about that thing ponies do to make more ponies?”

Elusive had to hold back a laugh while Celestia’s blush returned. “Y-yes, that is what he is referring to,” Celestia replied, her voice shaky. “Hast thou ever...?” She gestured with her hands weakly.

“I mean, I was technically born yesterday so no, I’ve never done that,” Eris answered, shaking her head. “But if you mean Discord; no, I don’t think he ever did.”

“That might explain a lot of things,” Elusive commented, cutting off his magic.

“Like what?” Eris asked, holding onto Celestia.

“Like him lashing out at everypony,” Elusive answered, hopping down from his desk. “Wouldst thou like to see thy dress?”

“Yes!” Eris popped into his face, manically pressing her head into his. “I wanna see!!”

Elusive chuckled, using his magic to bring a mannequin into view. The dress on the mannequin was thin looking and seemed as though it would only reach Eris’s knees. It was a patchwork of colors, each of them converging on the center of the dress and blending together.

“It’s almost perfect.” Suddenly, Eris and the mannequin switched places. “How do I look?” she asked, twirling a bit. “I think it needs a little something...”

“Ask and thou shalt receive, Lady Eris,” Elusive said with a bow. “What can I add to make thee the perfect outfit?”

Eris responded with a snap of her fingers. The sleeves on the dress lengthened and shortened. The left sleeve went down over her hand, while the right only reached her elbow. “Better, much better!”

Elusive nodded, looking the dress over. “Very unorthodox, but something I will have to remember for future dresses.”

Celestia smiled, watching Eris twirl around the room in her new dress. After a few moments, she stood up and held her arm out. “Shall we head out and show off thy outfit?”

“Yes, ma’am!” Eris saluted, locking arms with Celestia.

The two strode out into the castle hall, Elusive bidding them farewell with a smirk on his face. Turning back to his desk, he spied all the dancing clothes had fallen to the floor. “Ah, a small price to pay for the princess’s happiness.” Smirk transitioning to a smile, Elusive cleaned up his workshop, wondering how long it would take for Celestia to acknowledge her feelings.