Sky slowly came to, discovering that he was sprawled out on the beanbag chair he had sauntered over to around 5:30 AM this morning. After letting out a yawn and getting up with a stretch, he glanced over at the analog clock on the wall, seeing that it was just about quarter to noon.

The second thing he noticed was that the diaper underneath his onesie was absolutely soaked. Not at all surprising, due to all the bottles of soda that he had drank throughout the night. He even managed to get just over halfway through New Super Alicorn Sisters before he really started to nod off. He gave the crotch of the onesie a few test pokes to see if he had leaked at all, because it was rather difficult to tell visually if the dark fabric had gotten wet. Finding it dry, he also found the considerably swollen diaper pressing up against the fabric even more than when it was dry, thankful that the buttons hadn't come undone; no enchantment would work on the surrounding castle staff then. So he figured that the first stop was back up in the nursery for a change, either by his own hooves or those of Luminescence. After that, he was hoping that he would once again catch Princess Celestia in her private kitchen for lunch, which would now be his first meal of the day, but likely not for long, as he would continue to push later into the night.

As he threw away the wrappers for the snacks he had eaten, and neatly set the empty soda bottles to be gathered by whatever cleaning staff came by, he began to wonder what he would be doing for sustenance during his duties. Heading down the hall back towards the Guardian's Tower, he assumed that there would be no eating on duty, and it would likely mean a considerable meal before and after his shift, which he had already done when he worked third shift at the Cloudsdale Weather Factory before he had moved to Ponyville.

The pegasus returned to the Guardian's Tower, and found Luminescence there, wiping down the changing table, and knew that this was probably the most pristine nursery in Equestria at all times.

"Ah, good morning, Sky, barely," Lumi greeted, glancing at the clock. "I assume you want to get cleaned up to go get cooking with Celestia again?"

"You read my mind, Miss Lumi," Sky replied as he stepped up to the changing table, and he was lifted up by the unicorn's magic onto the padded surface of the table.

Sky let his mind wander a bit as the tower's maid went about what was becoming a routine change. He had spent some vacation time in the past trying to wear 24/7, but the novelty of what was probably one of the most common fantasies for ageplayers quickly wore off after a few days without a caretaker who got just as much satisfaction from watching over their charge as the adult foal got from being taken care of. This would be the second full day wearing diapers in not only the tower, but also the castle, and he was honestly looking forward to it now that he was aware of his onesie's enchantment.

As he began to think about what he wanted to cook for his first meal of the day, his mind also drifted back to Luna's farewell nuzzle before she had departed for the night last night, leaving him in her rec room of games, snacks, and incredibly comfortable beanbag chairs. To him it seemed quite... Affectionate, for a princess and a pony who was going through what had to be the kinkiest interview and training process in all of Equestria. He honestly hadn't given it much thought last night, because, really, what were the odds that Luna, Princess of the Night and Dreams, was interested in him outside a professional manner?

But of course it was already more complicated than that. He was here in a professional capacity, perhaps, but what had brought him here in the first place was the ageplaying fetish they both shared, and a stupid crush that countless stallions must have had ever since her redemption last year. Princess Celestia was probably the source of a considerable amount of colthood crushes and fantastical dreams as well.

'Perhaps you could ask her over cooking,' the pegasus thought to himself, causing him to blush profusely, so much that Lumi noticed.

"Not quite used to this yet?" she asked as she pulled the soaked diaper and the pile of wipes out from under him, magically reaching for another diaper from the shelves.

"H-Hardly," Sky began, not even bothering to attempt to drain the redness from his cheeks. "But no, it's something else that's on my mind, Miss Lumi."

Was he seriously considering talking to Celestia about such a subject? The very idea was absolutely ludicrous!

...But then again, there was absolutely no other pony that could possibly relate to those kinds of questions, and Celestia had already proven herself to be quite endeared by a lack of etiquette from the castle's newest guest, probably because she was up to her crown in etiquette for the rest of her duties during the day.

Sky was certain that approaching that subject in any manner was no doubt a recipe for making himself look like a fool, but there would be absolutely no getting around that. Again, the Princess of the Sun took a liking to that, and it would mean looking a bit less of a fool for Luna.

Unless of course that last night's nuzzle was nothing more than friendly encouragement, and he was galloping down this train of thought for absolutely no realistic reason.

He would have to decide quickly, because his nether regions had been powdered, the clean diaper taped up, and the enchanted onesie was currently being buttoned up by Lumi, with the clock on the wall about to chime twelve times. He'd be down in the kitchen in a matter of minutes.

"And there we go, Sky. Go enjoy your luncheon!" She told him cheerfully, taking the rolled up diaper to the pail and dropping it inside before resuming her cleaning duties, still surprising the pegasus that she was still finding things to clean. He hadn't exactly been making this place well lived-in, to say the least.

As the pegasus left the tower with the clean diaper under his onesie, he began to think of what he'd like to make for lunch, if Princess Celestia hadn't already decided by beating him to the kitchen. Having a few things in mind, he trotted into the castle, went down to Celestia's private dining room, and immediately headed back to the kitchen, finding the Princess of the Sun just putting on her apron.

"Ah, afternoon, Mr. Scribbles. I was hoping you'd be here again. I'm assuming my sister is having you stay up later into the night," Celestia greeted.

Sky nodded.

"I just got up about twenty minutes ago, Your Highness, but I'm ready to cook up some minestrone soup, if your pantry has the ingredients," Sky replied with a smile.

"Ah, that name makes me think it hails from the Crystal Empire region. What do we need?" Celestia asked as she tied her apron around her barrel, with Sky doing the same.

"Classic minestrone takes about a half hour. We'll need extra-virgin olive oil, a yellow onion, carrots, celery ribs, sea salt, three garlic cloves, diced tomatoes, white beans, green beans, vegetable broth bay leaves, dried oregano, dried thyme, parsley, and any small pasta of our choice."

If Celestia was impressed at the pegasus recalling a recipe's ingredients from memory, he was equally impressed as she lit her horn up, and said ingredients were floated out onto the counter and cutting board almost as fast as he listed them off. Her pasta of choice was orecchiette pasta.

"Alright, your highness, heat about two tablespoons of that olive oil in that large pot," Sky said as he grabbed a chef's knife and began to slice and dice the garden's worth of vegetables that were on the cutting board. As he completed each vegetable, he got them into several small dishes, three of which he slid towards the gas range that Celestia was standing in front of.

"So how have you been enjoying yourself here, Mr. Scribbles?" Celestia asked as she added the olive oil to the heating pot over the flame.

"Very much, Your Highness. Though, honestly, not at all what I would expect a typical visit to the castle to be like," Sky replied as he finished with the carrots and moved onto the celery.

"Well, to be fair, you're far from a tourist, or a stuffy dignitary. You're quite the unexpected breath of fresh air for my daily routine," the princess told him.

"I'm certainly happy to be of service, Your Highness. Alright, here are the onions, carrots, celery; cook those in the pot with a pinch of salt and black pepper, about eight minutes until they begin to soften," Sky said, sliding over the dishes containing the chopped vegetables over to the stovetop, before he moved onto the garlic, taking the grater from its place on the wall.

Celestia began to stir the sizzling vegetables in the pot while her winged cooking partner grated the garlic, before moving onto the green beans, getting those chopped before opening the cans of diced tomatoes and white beans.

"Your Highness, I certainly hope you don't find this too forward, but I have been curious about something..." Sky began as he finished opening the can of beans.

"Ask away, Mr. Scribbles," Celestia said as she continued to stir the vegetables.

Sky cleared his throat as he rinsed each of the can lids and tossed them into the recycling bin.

"Your Highness, what... What does a pony of your nature do for... Companionship?" Sky asked.

The pegasus' cheeks lit up the moment the last word left his mouth, and he renewed his focus on the cutting board and knife, not willing to glance over and see if the princess was at all surprised at the question.

Shocked, she was not. When she figured she wasn't going to get a glance from the embarrassed pegasus, she merely gave a soft smile before resuming paying attention to the pot in front of her.

"Certainly a forward question, I'll give you that, but with how much time you have spent with me and my sister the last few days, I suppose not an entirely unreasonable one. I, like every other pony in Equestria, have needs, and those don't magically vanish when my years were magically extended considerably. I do have a... Suitor, every now and then, and I believe I'll leave it at that, more for your sake than mine," Celestia told him.

"Th-thank you, Your Highness," Sky said.

The kitchen became noticeably quieter after that, as the rest of the vegetables were added to the pot to simmer for ten more minutes, then the pasta was stirred in. They seasoned it to taste, then brought the whole pot out to table, where they sat down to enjoy their fresh homemade minestrone soup.

"I am not daft, Mr. Scribbles," Celestia said, as she began to ladle the soup into their bowls. "Nor will I pretend to know where these romantic feelings first came from, you or my sister. But considering the capacity you're potentially going to serve in her court; if it hasn't been discussed yet, you may want to let her know. I have never believed that feelings like that are better off unsaid."

Sky fought back the heat in his face as the bowl of soup was placed in front of him, and he began to lightly stir it with his spoon.

"I will think about it carefully, Your Highness, I promise."

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