Meeting Princess Celestia
On a clear summer night, I lay on my bed, listening to my music, after my dinner; a medium meat lover's pizza with buffalo wings and a beer or 2 on the side. As I listen, I begin to hear something that... isn't music. It sounds more like crying, filled with severe heartbreak and loneliness. I figure that my parents are probably watching a sad movie only to remember that I live alone, so I pause my music and listen closer.
"Oh Twilight..." I hear a female say.
"Twilight? Oh my god, if I find another fan girl in my house, I'm gonna flip." I think to myself.
I get up and search the house for the source of the crying, but don't have any luck that is until I pass the downstairs bathroom.
"Now why would it be coming from here?" the thought runs through my head.
I silently open the door as to not spook whoever's in there, but as I check, I see that there's no one in there.
"Odd... where's it coming from?" I say to myself.
Out of habit, I look at the mirror, give it a fist-bump, then exit but stop cold in my tracks.
I had just found the source.
I look back at the mirror and observe it. There was no reflection of myself, but an open plain spotted with well-placed trees. Closest to me, I could see a sort of gathering of stones in a... grid formation? That couldn't be right. Why would there be a bunch of stones in grid-lock unless...
I take a closer look at the stones and come to a somewhat startling discovery. They weren't just stones, but headstones. I was looking at a cemetery.
Among the headstones was a large snow white horse creature. She had to be at least my height or at least half a foot taller. Her mane was beautiful, flowing in an almost non-existent wind, as her tail matched its beauty. Their colors dancing in magnificent harmony; turquoise, blue, green and purple. On her head was a pure gold crown, a matching golden chest piece around her neck. From what I could see, in the center of both were gems of deep purple. On her head was also a horn.
"Note to self... don't make her mad. She might impale you with that horn of hers." I think, looking her over cautiously. I also notice the giant wings on her sides.
"That's a new one. Why is that horse from Tristar pictures in my mirror?" I say to myself.
"I may have had too many beers..." I think before watching the ongoing scene.
"Twilight... why did you have to go?" she cries, hanging her head down low.
"And she can talk... Yea, I think I'm going to stay sober for the rest of my life. Best idea ever." I chuckle before getting into a more serious mood.
"At any rate, she looks like she needs some help. Soooo what am I here for but to help." I confirm to myself. "Best to proceed with caution."
"Um, hello? Are you okay?" I ask aloud.
Her ears perk up at the new voice and she stands up, flaring her wings, showing the full span of them. Her horn ignites with a beautiful shade of yellow and she gets a stern look on her face.
"Who's there? Show yourself at once!" she orders, yet it comes in the form of a motherly tone. This throws me for a loop.
""I'm over here, your highness. Can't you see the rectangular window?" I ask, trying to steer her in the right direction. It doesn't work, however, because she only continues to look around.
"What rectangular window? All I see are trees and an open field around this place. Show yourself at once!" her motherly tone slowly turning serious.
"Hey, take it easy. I'm trying to figure out how you CAN see me. I'm going to try to stick my arm through the window. Just don't be alarmed, okay?"
"I'll try, but before you do, I have a question for you." she states.
""Yes? What is it?"
"Do you pose any threat to me? Any at all?" she asks.
"Why would I want to hurt you after asking if you're okay? Of course I don't pose a threat to you. You'd wipe the floor with me for sure. And besides, I don't like fighting. I'd rather everyone get along." I explain.
"Fair enough. You may try your idea." she calmly says.
"Okay, here goes nothing." I say, taking a deep breath before extending my hand to touch the 'mirror' as my hand passes through it and is enveloped by a nice breeze.
"What is that? Coming from that tree?" she says. She's looking right at my hand.
"That's my hand. as well as my forearm." I explain.
"That explains why I couldn't see you. The rectangular window you mentioned is camouflaged." she says mostly to herself.
"Is there anyway to uncamouflage it? It'd be nicer if you and I could speak face to face." I comment.
"Yes, but I would need you to trace the outer edge of the window." she states to my ease.
"Simple enough, I guess. Here I go." I say, though as I begin, I feel a warm energy surrounding my hand. "What are you doing? My arm feels warm."
"I'm using your arm as a sort of eraser to put it in one way. As you move your arm, the window will appear to me." she says calmly. "It will not harm you, I promise."
"Alright. I'm trusting you." I say as I move my hand along the edge of my mirror.
Once I am done, she looks at me curiously and says "What are you?"
"I'm what they call a human being. My name is Daniel... Daniel Masters." I smile at her.
"You may call me Princess Celestia. It is a pleasure to meet you, Daniel. Though I must ask, where is it that resides on your end of this window? I do not recognize it at all." she informs me.
"On this side of the window is called Earth. My species is native to it, as are many other species of animals." I inform her. "May I ask the same for your side?"
She chuckles and nods, saying "On my side is called Equis, though the country I govern over is called Equestria."
She walks over and holds out her hoof and offers it to me, so I hold it and gently kiss her slipper.
"It is an honor to meet you, Princess Celestia." I say, a shy smile on my face.
"The pleasure is mine. It isn't everyday you meet a stranger from another world." she giggles softly.
"If that wasn't the truth, I'd eat the shirt on my back." I laugh with her. The laughter doesn't last long, though, because I look at her in a concerned manner.
"Princess, why were you crying, if you don't mind my asking. Did it have to do with a Twilight?" I ask.
"Yes, it did. It is a long story, but I doubt you'd want to hear about it." she says, sadly. I notice tears rising in her eyes and motion her to come closer. As she does, I reach my hand out and wipe them away.
"I'd like to help you get past this sadness if it's alright with you." I proclaim softly. She just gives me a shocked look before replying.
"Why would you want to help me? We've only just met."
"As true as that may be, I know the roads that the mind will travel down. I've been there myself a few times myself." I inform her. "And besides, there's nothing better than having a shoulder to cry on in times like these."
My words comfort her and she smiles softly.
"Very well, but how are we to do this? Surely you have some sort of plan to help me?" she questions.
"Well, this may be a long shot, but would you allow me to come over to your world? That way we can both A) not have to keep coming back here for a session and B) I can actually get out of the house. I've been really cooped up in here." I chuckle.
"Of course, you may come over. Just be careful of the drop. You're a good 3 feet above the ground." she says, almost in a cautious tone.
Author's Note
I hope you give this story a chance. It IS my first fic after all. Thanks for reading it, everypony.
