1. Marksaline the Necromorph Queen

The Adventures of Marksaline & Fluffle Puff, also Discord 1/3

Marksaline and Fluffle Puff observed by Cadance and Discord, formally give a apology towards the Maid cleaning crew, Royal Kitchen shift and Fire Guard staff by playing cute and giving puppy dog eyes. The fillys pulled it off flawless, Discord shapeshifted into a Puppy when his was not fitting the desired effect.
All of them scowled intently at the contraption before them that was once a magical Microwave oven. It sat there, made of melted composit plastic and metal and still smoldering in the Royal kitchen Number 5, while Celestia had to put out the magical fire that had been proven to be exstinguished only by the one that could tame the fire of the Sun.

Celestia made a note to forbidding the God of Chaos to use his magic, since it negated the law of thermo physics and the warrant for the Oven. It was also making sense that the manual would not state to 'not use chaos magic to boost performance'. Discord pouted that he wanted to have enough cookies fast enough to make Marksaline and Fluffle Puff happy, also some of the Necromancer followers observing the baking event.

At least he had the precausion to use his Magic bending lore/law ignoring powers to make Marksaline and Fluffle Puff fireproof for the day and make Fluffle Puff fur coat compress.
Coat hairs in cookies don't taste well.

Fluffle Puff was surprisingly muscled and lean under all the fluff for a filly, not like Marksaline lean and natural armored here or there.

Not having any idea how to mend the first and last desaster between them as well as not having anything better to do, their merry group had dived headfirst into study the art of using a kitchen, trying to assimilate the major art of using a Equestria kitchen without burning the Castle to the ground. Since only the magical Microwave oven and 1/3 of the Royal Kitchen number 5 was burned down they successfully managed it, the Castle was not on fire, yet...

The theoretical aspects of this art of produce eatable things they mostly understand quite well.
Apparently Discord seriously reading it and Fluffle Puff and Marksaline eating their versions helped with the basics of physical law and termothematics had been practically learned by them, mostly. Pans, Utensils, Cookbooks, they moved according to magical guidance with telekenasis from Cadance and it was through these carefully controlled remote controlled actions that had derived the concepts of safety, if anything would go wrong, striving for their safety and between the strong dedication to get cookies done and baked that could be consumed later together.

Cadance still was very occupied finding her looks and abilitys enhanced and let the chaotic group do as they please mostly.

Celestia, however, was concerned that they might set all of Equestria on fire the next time they try to use a kitchen.
How did she put it?
Cutting backing time to make the cookies by overclocking the microwave oven with chaos magic by double the output of the maximal heat output, don't result in faster baking cookies.

"Baking by winging it, with a cook guide as occational help" she quoted with her wingtips, a disbeliving smile coming to her face.
It was Celestia who convinced ponies of the need for knowing once own limitations and in time overcoming them. In time they might be able to do it, if they don't try to force success and ignore common sence.

Like the rise of the aristocracy had been natural, but it was offset by executive, legislative and legal powers. While those of landed gentry descent might be stuffy elites, their arrogance was due mostly by tradition and not by actual authority. Celestia, while a great authority in her own right by virtue of being (in all senses of the word) a goddess, she had strove to maintain the balance. The upset of it too far in either way was the difference between despotism and anarchy, and given her own experience with the corrupting influence of power...

No, right now, she could look at that objectively she had to for her fillys. She need not feel to guilty, her older sisters had told her and logically Celestia knew it wouldn't help. Still, it took a lot more will than she thought to move on.

Given her own experience with the corrupting influence of power, Discord found himself happy that Celestia had paid heed to his warnings and his thoughts and surprising sane advice. That she had made a difference besides others in this era. Well... that and having more time for her familie instead of slaving away for the good of all Queen/King/Princess-doms.

Being Solar Nova occational and a lot different than in her past than to her new Necromorph-Alicorn nature. She closed her eyes, sighed, and moved past that thought to her immediate problem.
She should probably restart her ~~Harem~~ open Herd idea to get some action for some stress release, it more than worked as Hearts Desire showed her and the lucky guards when her lusty hunger striked again.

She could handle the law. She could handle politics, in theory even the clean ups after the mortal nobel trying to get their way. She could handle economics, taxes that try swindel her nation with mathematics and word written diarrhea to, the sciences to dismantel the crap the Nobels try pull centuries in a row...

Therefore, it was only logical she could figure out this... somehow.

A Necromancer of Light member ask Celestia watching carefully over the group of novice kitchen heros composed of Cadance telekinesis user, Discord instructions giver, Marksaline ingridiant fetcher and Fluffle Puff tail nibbler: "Your majesty?"

Celestia looked over at this young member of the Necromancer Cult, the filly had a white coat and red mane adding more cheer to the interior of the brightly decorated only partialy burned down kitchen. Celestia coughed, apparently that one was not from the higher positions of the organisation since she seem rather normaly amused and conserned than obsessed with her fillys actions.

"Yes?" Celestia actually inclined to ask with curiosity what that one wanted.

"Do you think they require any assistance?" She asked. The mother in Celestia wanted to nod her head, but she know better than ruine Discord attempt to mend wounds so she shook her head, and returned her eyes to the contraption on the counter surprised it actually still worked after a few cleaning spells.

"No, thank you," she said quietly. Celestia scowled at their reflection in the microwave's surface. The cult servant filly coughed again. Conserned about their new novice cookie squad Celestia looked back at her, hoping that Discord don't set the Oven alite again... The filly smiled gently.

"If you'd like, I can-" the filly got interrupted by her role model.

"No, I'm fine they are trying it together, really." The clearly conserned still rather fresh minted mother said, her tone a bit harsher than she had intended. The filly frowned and Celestia felt slightly guilty, since the filly seem to be honestly only intend in helping.

"I'm sorry... I just prefer to see them figure this out on their own," Celestia said. The filly nodded.
To the fillys surprise the mighty Celestia give her a gently nuzzel on her muzzel.

"As you wish, your majesty. If you need anything though, don't hesitate to call," she said. She turned and trotted off, leaving Celestia alone to her brooding once again. The Sun Princess looked back at the filly, she was a blank flank but she think her markless talent was blood magic and firespells. If not for Marksaline the little filly named Sunset Shimmer might have made a good applicant as a pupil under her...

Celestia though come back to the moment when she see the microwave get started up again and resumed her scowl. Her horn lit up with magical energies, and she probed the device carefully with a scan.

Apparently they had set it right this time, but their Cookies would be less than ideal. At least this time around the apparatus should not become a miniature sun around this attempt.

"Hmmm..." Discord mused. It seem to had some sort of apparatus inside it actually keeping the heat steady. It seemed... stable without magical Intervention, perhaps? Yes, this might actually work. It emitted magical amplified radio waves. Discord had actually read up on them, seen the technology for himself, and he understood the theory.
Doing stuff the mortal way was complicated but surprisingly entertaining. Almost a challenge for the mighty God of Chaos.

"Of course, to heat up the food," he reasoned aloud. "Excite the water molecules inside the raw cookie dow, no different from a heating spell i guess..."

He could use a heating spell right now if he wished, a devil costumed mini Discord on his shoulder pointed out to him. Discord snorted, and continued his examination of the slowly backing goods in the oven. Discord lifted a claw up and tapped the mini devil Discord once, "Another time, let's make my darling daughters something good to nibbel on."

Celestia just realised that Discord see her filly as his daughters... Hm... Perhaps a shapeshifting magical construct could actualy fit her bill with her burning libido. Less chance to burn her lover to a crisp when she reaches the end and turns Solar Nova... "Nice~♡" Celestia smirked.

"Feels solid," he murmured to herself. Discord tapped the cookies again and it seem to be almost ready.
Suddenly a wave of heat seem to strike him way hotter than the Oven he had his tail in tapping the Cookies ever could produce, probably his imagination.

Marksaline enjoyed the first successfully baked batch smell when her... ~~Chew Toy~~ Daddy?...
When the cookies got pulled out, pink M♡mmy told them they needed to wait for them to cool down before they could enjoy them.

This time Marksaline wanted to show of how good she payed attention and would repeat the steps they had made to make the Cookies. Fluffle Puff encouragement was shown when she nibbeld on her sisters tail, Discord watched his little monsters of deadly adorable do their thing. His chaos sense was tingling so he pulled it out his left ear and reset it. He would let Marksaline do it alone and only help if she ask, but not stop her from making little mistakes to learn from.

Just in case something went wrong to mutch he pulled a little shield over the already made and cooling chocolate delights. Better save than sorry, even if he give her a chance to learn by mistakes.
It worked out for his predecessor most of the times.

Marksaline proded the opening of the slightly flame damaged Oven. Something gave and the device popped open, loudly. Marksaline squeaked and jumped back, her flanks slamming into her sister who in turn got pressed into the table behind her. Marksaline little wings puffed out in fright since she didn't expected the sound. Slowly, she reopened her eyes, and stared at the microwave to confirm it stopped doing unexpected noises.

"Stupid mister Oven," she muttered to herself in pffft. It was just the door. She trotted back up to the thing, folding her wings away. She peered inside the less than pristine former white interior of the magical oven carefully, and sniffed.

"Okay... This is where the raw food goes," she reasoned aloud, feeling much calmer. Fluffle Puff continued to nibbel on her sisters tail. Discord then turned and floated up to one of the cabinets. Opening it with his Griffon talon, he scanned through the various packages, before he found the precious used up ingridiants one in particular. When the Chaos God bring everything to the working space of the Kitchen he quickly disposed the trash of the previously made ingridiant packages in a nearby vulcano with a snap of his talon.

As he opend the packages and lifted it in order for Marksaline convinients and brought it down to her eye level by shrinking the table legs for a few hours, and Marksaline examined it carefully.

"Cookie?" she ask in normal equish after she repeated aloud her thoughts in pffft. Right, Discord encourage her to make them by mentioning what come where. Marksaline stick her tongue out in concentration out of her left side, jaw ajar to not accidently bite her tongue.

Once this batch was done, did the other cooled down enough to be enjoyed. To everyone delighted tasting buds did even the slightly burned once had something in their favor with a smoked aftertaste.

Even Cadance found herself momentarily distracted from the tasty Cookies. Really not bad for their first time. When Cadance tried baking cookies for the first time alone did they all tasted like burned hay.

Maybe Discord stopping Cadance from adding fine cut hay into the Cookies was the right call after all. That it was good to eat, was her only goal. Now she was slightly giddy just like the foals for making more baked sweets that actually tasted more than acceptable.

Donat Joes might be way more tasty, but having done them on their own? It left a warm afterglow of accomplishment.
They should bake in the future more often as familie bonding time.

Next batch was premade by Discord when the Filly started fighting over the last cookie only for Celestias to eat it if they could not share. Both fillys pouted with almost diabetic causing cuteness.

When Discord handed the fillys the filled batches of raw cookie batter, did they put it in the oven under Cadance watchful eyes.
She nodded and trotted back, placing the oven to see if one of the fillys had dropped something that needed cleaning. Besides some melted oven frame that needed to be scratched off later everything looked fine.

Cadance carefully adjusted the slightly ajar damaged Oven door and re-shut it with some magic holding it in place. This oven would need replacement later on.

Cadance studied the pink yellow batter trough the singed viewport and wondered what Discord put in them.
"How long will it take to bake this cookie version?" She ask aloud. Marksaline tapped her hooves upon the floor quite giddy for the next batch of cookies, before she smiled and dissappear with Fluffle Puff to get some ice cream.
Hot cookies and cold ice cream, Marksaline was a genius. Her sister Fluffle Puff would love it!

Discord excused himself to get a abacus to better count the baking time. Why he didn't use a eggtimer or a sand timer was beyond Celestia & Cadance. Or simply snapped one into existence.

The cult filly that had wandered off to sneak some ice cream stared surprised at the refrigerator when Marksaline anf Fluffle Puff climbed out the shadows of the still open door. Her polite smile was ignored but her eating ice cream was not, Marksaline take the fillies ice cream and after closing it throw it into the refrigerator door shadow, the filly Sunset Shimmer pouted at having her ice cream taken. She had honestly stolen it after all.

Fluffle Puff gasped and seem to have a idea, with a smile growing confused Sunset Shimmer found herself thrown after the still open refrigerator doors shadow. Apparently Marksaline could keep shadows 'open', with confusion looked Sunset Shimmer around herself. Everything around her was distorted and the Ice Cream was kinda floating in the air as if gravity was optional and the air behaved more like water, just that she could still breath normaly.

Marksaline throw a few more ice cream boxes in the open shadow and than jumped in closing the shadow walking spell.

She was surprised to see the Filly from before in the shadowrealm, apparently she accidentally walked inside. Marksaline shrugged and moved the shadows. Sunset was amazed how the shadows seem to warp and bend around them while neither of them moved at all.

When the shadowsrealm stopped moving and warping did Marksaline and Fluffle Puff unloaded the Ice cream trough Princess Celestias shadow.
Marksaline just left, Fluffle Puff bite down on Sunset Shimmers tail and dragged her out of the realm into the physical realm.

Apparently while Cadance and Discord had a conversation.

Celestia feel a slightly different presence in her shadow, she was surprised that Fluffle Puff dragged a pony out the shadowrealm. So mutch for her theory that shadowrealm walking on ones own didn't allow for company. Unless Sunset Shimmer had a affinity for Shadows as well?
A thought for later.

Meanwile the God of Chaos and the Goddess of Love continued their conversation.

"It's a mathematics tool," he explained. "It has... Has beads on wires in a wooden frame, you can't tell me its use is difficult to understand."

Cadance shaked her head: "No-no, i mean it is a calculator, not a time counter. Why not use a egg or Sand counter? She ask him confused.

Discord had a mind to have some fun with Cadance, but he was still on thin ice with her so he concede his point and just like a block of clay he formed it into a sand counting glass. "Better?" He ask, Cadance just nodded in confirmation.
That the gravity of the sand counter was inverted was simply ignored.

The filly Sunset still looked blank around herself, as if a veil had been lifted, all the shadows seem to have changed. Sunset was about to call for another servant to stay with Marksaline and Fluffle Puff, but she rather not draw attention to herself.
She feel uneasy and unsteady for the moment and she would simply wait it out. Perhaps once she and Fluffle Puff where alone again to play, did she could ask Fluffle Puff to show her how this shadowrealm worked.

With one move did Sunsets world had become something more. All thanks to the pink fluffball of a pony. Some idea of what she was able to do with it came to mind.

"Ohhh! This is going to be fun" muttered Sunset Shimmer to herself.

Author's Note

Enjoying the story i hope. I write multiple chapter for my Pre-Subnautica + MLP story and just had this fun idea for my Marksaline story.

Funny how my Subnautica Community adventures lead to the idea of this chapter.
Have a nice weekend everyone.

Stay snuggly

Last time edited:
01.05.2024