Woona.

"That's overpriced gibberish."

"Golden Fawn Hawn cake?"

"What's a Fawn Hawn? Answer: Gibberish!"

"No, no, no. it's not gibberish it's a fancy style of wedding cake."

"Well it's name is Gibberish. " I stated.

"No! It's a style of cake!" Celestia retorted loudly pointing a hoof at the marriage magazine to a section labeled "Fawn Hawn Cakes". We lay on our bellies, on our bed, looking over the wedding magazines made locally in Canterlot. We had spotted several interesting things. I had pointed out a special service: Penguin ring bearers.

Celestia said no and I grew sad and began to hate wedding planning.

"Fine we'll have Fawn Dawn-qawn-zawn cake." I said, caving in.

"Fawn Hawn Cake!" Celestia corrected through an annoyed tone.

"What's in the darn thing any how?"  I asked raising an eyebrow at the picture on the magazine in front of Celestia.

The example cake was 8 feet tall. It was white with red trimming and blue-gold roses every few inches of trimming and steep incline.

"It's description says it's usually vanilla, cherry, blue berry, and some form of expensive flavoring known as "Golden Chocolate." " Celestia explained as she skimmed over the description.

"Mmmmmmmm....chocolate....." I drooled for comedic effect.

Celestia planted her lips against mine. "You an I have exact opinions when it comes to chocolate." She whispered. She switched to a more....spicy voice. "Personally though......I like a white chocolate you seem to naturally excrete.....whatta you say we....whip up a batch?"

"Are you coming onto me because we both like chocolate?" I asked curiously, a bit puzzled by her sudden seductiveness when just an hour ago she told me "No".

"Maybe..." She got in real close to me. "Or maybe I just want some more babies."

I gave her a look that told her my opinion on that ("No.")

"If you want me. Then you're not getting any my stuff in you." I said.

"That just takes the fun out of it though...." She pouted and was making attempts at trying to look cute and sad at the same time.

"Not gonna work." I stated.

She poked my cheek. "Come on...."

I looked the other way. She poked me again "Pweeeeeeesss?" She said through a pouted lip.

I caved in quicker than I would have expected. "Fine..."

Whenever Celestia is 'excited' she can get a bit unstable. When she get's unstable she gets grabby. When she gets grabby she tackle-ey. When she gets that last word, she gets bitey. When she gets bitey, she gets licky. When she gets licky, she gets kinky. When she gets kinky, Pandora's box is wrenched open and set to "KINKY KINKY, WINK WINK" mode. Or at least that's how I like to see it.

About 0.42456 milliseconds after I finished the word "Fine"; Celestia pounced like a cougar assaulting it's pray. However, unlike the original version of my body, my Alicorn strength permitted me the luxury of over powering her with some ease.

When she pounced on me, magazines went everywhere, I was pushed onto my back on the soft bed. Celestia laid on top of me, stomach to stomach, nose to nose. She was grinning with a psycho sort-of grin. I smiled back and rolled us both over, knocking more magazines onto the floor.

I smiled down at her and said "Pick a number between 1 and 3....."

Celestia.

I took a few seconds to think of a number, but when I did I chose.... "2"

Seethe smile widened and he said "My favorite part of any story......the plot."

I was caught off guard by this surprising development. We hadn't had any sex with my rear in some time...

Seethe

Celestia rolled over with some hesitation. I can't say I was hoping for 3, I was hoping to trap her by making her get her favorite number ( It's 2 which would have gotten her a mouth full...)

I was a bit bummed out, but not to much. She raised her plot a bit into the air and appeared a tad nervous. She was probably slightly worried about my new strength. As we began Celestia became enthralled in the dirty act and at some points seemed.....unstable.

Luna had finally finished her life's work! A novel based on her fillyhood! A year of work finally over. She was so excited she could hardly keep still. Her wings flapped as she danced and jumped in her bedroom. She wanted to show off to her sister, mostly because Celestia was an important part of her fillyhood. She took the large notebook of which held her book and started for Celestia's room.

When she finally got there she remembered to knock. This was to avoid any incident of the embarrassing sexual nature.

"Come in." Celestia's voice came through the door. Calm and quite happy.

Luna opened the door and walked in, closing the door behind her.

Seethe was on his next to Celestia. His mane a mess, body covered in sweat, and head laid back with his eyes closed. He had his mouth open and was drawing many labored breaths that showed he was worn out.

"What did you do to Seethe?" Luna asked her thought process caught off by Seethe's current state.

Celestia raised an eyebrow. "You sure you want to know?"

"Disregard my previous question then." Luna said quickly, she shifted subjected quickly.

"I finished my new book! It's called "Woona"!." she exclaimed.