After dealing with the crowd of outraged ponies in front of Canterlot Castle, Celestia wearily returned inside. She had told them that Twilight Sparkle has been taken care of, and they tentatively dispersed. They did not know the full extent of the truth. Her disciple was, in fact, still diligently performing her princess duties; out of sight, and gradually, she would hope, out of mind.

When she walked down the stairs which led toward the dungeons, she uttered a sigh of dismay. Good thing they didn’t ask about the details. The recent decline in Twilight Sparkle’s public image was very unfortunate, but Celestia was still in need of her services. Surprisingly, the fight against the changeling menace just turned for the better.

The new intel ‘Princess of Friendship’ provided could shift the balance in Equestria’s favor. The method of interrogation used, however, wasn’t the kind Celestia was familiar with.

As she passed the last checkpoint, the guard showed her a new list of ingredients Twilight Sparkle had requested. Celestia was no alchemist, but the herbal components reminded her of a potion she once used on Luna to prank her. The joke was on her when she found herself tied to a bed, defenseless, with her whole body exposed. Alone with horny Princess of the Night without any rest until the guards started to pound on the door in the morning because the sun still hadn’t risen. She’d banish the offender to the moon right there and then, but the younger sister was not at fault at that time.

She shook her head and focused back on the paper. With a hoof-stamp seal, she approved the acquisition then turned back to the guard who had presented the list to her. “Carry this to the Royal Alchemist. He’ll know where to find these ingredients.”

Upon entering the dungeon room, Twilight Sparkle almost jumped in Celestia’s face. She was floating a piece of paper. It was a map with a circled out area. “Here is the location of another hive,” she said.

“How do you manage to obtain all this information?” Celestia asked. Looking at Twilight from the side, she noticed a strap-on. “Actually, never mind. I do not think I wish to know.”

With her magic, she wrapped the map and backtracked to the door.

A raspy voice echoed from the dark corner of the room. “Mistress, I think I remember overhearing Chrysalis talk of another cell to the north. Please come back to me! I’m so horny...”

“Well, duty calls.” Twilight turned to Celestia. “Want to stick around? It’s gonna be fun!”

“Um, I thank you for the hospitality, but I must kindly decline. I am needed elsewhere.”

“Take care then.”

“You too, dear.” Celestia turned around, but she didn’t move from the spot. With sad eyes, she turned back to the one who had held so much promise. “Twilight, you know I can not let the populous at large see you after the incident in Ponyville. You should not have brought your Princess work home with you... You seemed to have settled in your new quarters easily, but are you sure you are fine with this arrangement?”

“I’m as fine as a butterfly.” Twilight cheered as she disappeared into the darkness.

When the door shut, Celestia leaned on the wall and whispered to herself, “Another student gone for good. Tis’ unfortunate. This one held so much potential...”

When Celestia walked on, she heard Twilight’s muffled voice from the cell, “Tell me all about it, my little changeling pet.”

Author's Note

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