Curing the Troll

Chapter 1: Meet the sex-crazed troll

Author's note: You have been warned-Contains mild Cloppery. Oh, and a few OCs. Enjoy.

"Oh, princess...please...oh...not...too hard...OH!" lusted the unicorn from her sister's private boudoir. Not that private, of course, with with some worthy strays brought into it every day. Luna rolled her eyes, as she walked passed the sex-scented room, the stench of it building up higher and higher, emitting out of the half-closed room.

"Ugh, she couldn't even close the door." thought the midnight blue alicorn. She unwillingly peeped through the rather exposing crack of the half-closed door, shutting her eyes tight, not wanting to look upon the lustful scene.

"Celestia, it's time for your weekly Royal Court Meeting! And I am NOT going to fill you in again!" shouted Luna, hoping to be not in need to use her Royal Canterlot Voice, shuddering at the thought of bringing down her own sister's bedroom. She knew her sister did not give a flying feather about incest, and she would be...punished severely.

"Oh, for...oh...goodness sake, Luna, can't you...oh...pos...pone it?" cried out Celestia, obviously in the middle of a climax. Luna rolled her eyes, half-opening in subconscious curiosity. She quickly shut them again, knowing her sister was using spells on her, daring her, making her fall into her trap, like any...troll would.

"Celes, stop using spells on me, you are not going to troll me again. And if that is Quillivia, I swear...I am never going to fill in for your schedules again." said Luna, exhausted from trying to block her sister's impending spells, with the constant worry of whether it was her precious student or not, that was victim to the frequent molesting-addict.

"Ugh, don't you dare call me that in front of my subjects! Or...your, subjects. Either way, it wasn't you darling Quillivia's fault. She thinks it's you." smirked the pure-white alicorn. Luna's eyes widened at her sister's statement, hoping that it was another troll, and it was just another of her sister's disgusting collection of ponies undergoing orgasms. But of course, that would mean she knew what went on between her and Quillivia...

Luna snapped out of her thought, to see a rather disgusting and painful scene. Celestia was no more her, but an exact replica of Luna, with Quillivia Papyrus, her dear student-in-training nuzzling by her side, having done with all the...riding. Rage swelled through the veins of the grey-blue-green eyed pony.

"HATH THOU NO SHAME? HATH THOU HAVE NO DESIRE OF RESPECT? THOUST ROYAL COURT AWAITS! LEAVE OUR SCHOLAR TO BE!" raged the Princess of The Night, as loud as she could scream in her Royal Canterlot Voice, reverting to the 'ye olde' way of speech. The immense force that emitted from her speech broke the Disguise Spell that encased the trolling sex-addict, revealing her multi-coloured mane once again. The roar, of course, woke up Quillivia Papyrus, with somewhat of the small tingling sound a spell-break occurring near her ears.

"The Tympanic Membrane Disruptor Spell. Should have known." mummered Luna, under bated breath. The slowly pink-fur changing alicorn smirked to herself, enjoying both Luna's disgust-filled face and extreme shock covering Quillivia's face. Looking upon the change, Luna turned from sheer disgust to pure fear.

"Quillivia! Behind me, now!" commanded the fear-filled princess. Quillivia obeyed her dear mentor and ran out of the room, hiding behind her, noticing the queer amount of shuddering and shaking that overpowered the once responsible and serious alicorn to a mere frightened filly. Celestia soon turned completely pink, with only her toothpaste mane remaining unchanged.

"My dearest student, this would be a life lesson to you. Do NOT, I say again, do NOT be under the presence of Princess Celestia while she undergoes her seemingly rapid Dissociative Identity Disorder epilepsy." stuttered Luna, preparing for any of...Trollestia's outbursts.

"Note taken, my dear princess." stuttered Quillivia, somehow making a connection with the current identity: Trollestia with one of Celestia's other identities...Molestia.

"Membrane, Shmembrane...I prefer to call it my...Partial Eardrum Annihilator. What a useful spell Twilight came up with. Your dear student sure did think that it was you all along." smirked the identity. Quillivia tried her best to hide her extreme embarrassment behind her mentor, blaming herself immensely for not seeing through the disguise. Luna ran a quick recent mind-read spell in her mind, after sensing a rather strong psychic waver in her emotions.

"Quillivia, it's alright. Celestia and her other identities are so strong, that it could surpass anypony's natural mind frame. For n-" whispered Luna, only to be interrupted by Trollestia.

"Oh, Lulu, you and your constant blabber with your immense knowledge in all that nerdy stuff. Is that because I stuck you on the moon for a thousand years? Don't worry, I don't think you would mind another few hundred." said Trollestia, ever so slyly. Luna gave a small, unnoticeable smirk, here secret plan starting to fall in place.

"I prefer 'Geek of the 21st Century with a small touch of nerdism', thank you very much. And don't you dare call me...that in front of my subject." snarled the Princess of the Night. Trollestia gave a small little charming smile just to irritate Luna further, and then proceed with her big statement.

"Look, Lulu, I will stop call you Lulu when you stop calling me Celes. But of course, there is always another option..." said Trollestia, slowly changing back to her pure white fur, though her mane was taking a uniform colour...

"Molestia." whispered Quillivia, with a small nod of approval by Luna. A few memories with the encounter of the very identity encased Quillivia's mind, finally revealing itself to her, as the Selective Memory wipe spell broke through her conscious mind. Luna noticed as such, and smiled slightly, knowing that she didn't need to go through the painful ordeal of explaining who Molestia was, a rather touchy subject to the rather Victorian minded pony.

"Molestia, you know I would never submit to such incest. And no, not another round at my subject. I would rather you turn back into Celestia, and go for your Royal Court Meeting. It's regarding complaints of your subjects being sent to the moon." smirked Luna, walking away with shuddering Quillivia from the scene. Molestia smirked, slowly turning back into Trollestia, just as Luna suspected.

"And, yes, I am NEVER going to call you Celes again...'Tia" said Luna cheekily, as the Princess of the Sun suddenly turned back into Celestia by the clop of two hooves. Luna took a run for it, with Quillivia following behind, smiling to see her own mentor outsmarting the out-smarter. She knew the Princess of the Dark was quite good at such, but never thought she would be that good, that too, dawning a cheeky look upon her, not something anyone probably has seen in a millennium.

The mentor-student duo arrived back at the new Special Teacher's Stable Stall, specially designed for Luna and her subject to teach, study and learn in. The newly renovated room with braised with soft tones of midnight blue and purple, with a hint of grayish-bluish-green. If you listened really hard, you could hear soft smooth jazz flowing through the wall, dimly lit with a few yellow and red lights. You could almost imagine it was a jazz pub, only that there was a practical students' table and chair set, directly opposite a practical teacher's table and chair set, with a few residing typewriters and a huge stack of parchment, quills and ink pots. No drinks, of course, unless they were getting a little cozy with each other, those very rare nights. Quillivia stared upon a red light, that almost was the same colour of her bright red eyes. Luna cast a questioning look upon her, knowing that 'Quilly' was in a very deep thinking mode, and the most genius ideas were about to overflow her mind. Luna smiled as she sat down, waiting patiently for what brilliant answer might flow from her blessed lips. Luna tried to snap out of any further thoughts before anything went...the other way round.

"My dear princess, do you remember the recent random-subject mentor-student assignment you have placed on my hooves with? I have finally come to a certain subject that you yourself have a long history with. I would like to go on the subject of Ponyological Ailments, Dissociative Identity Disorder." said Quillivia, with a rather solemn look on her face, seeming to be hiding a wide smile, knowing of her mentor's next reaction.

The pride-filled Princess suddenly changed her expression to a rather horror-filled one. Quillivia tried to contain her giggles, waiting for the famous shock-filled line.

"You...you don't mean..." stuttered Luna, giving Quillivia exactly what she wanted.

"Yes, I mean it. We are going to be Curing the Troll." said Quillivia, satisfied with the result on Luna's face.
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Author's Note: DUN DUN DUN!!! Sho, how did you like it? I hope you did, this would be my most researched-upon story yet. I hope my hard work will not all go to waste.