The day in Canterlot was warm and bright, ponies chattering while walking to and from places needing to and wanting to be. Places shimmered with elegance and grazed in beauty. But even when it is a nice day, the princess of night and dreams scoffed at the bright place.
She’s been gone for too long.
She’d forgotten what it was like to have such times like these.
Last time she was only 400 when she was last here!
She thought about how ponies always like to have fun and hang out with friends, and share moments together.
But now she believes she should ask somepony for help on getting ‘social’.
Especially with her sister.
“So you’re saying you want to try making a treat for your sister AKA Princess Celestia?” Asked the pink mare, scratching her hoof on her chin. She examined her kitchen, then turned back to the princess.
“I can probably start you off easy, have you tried making pancakes?” She said this as she reached for a bag of mix and a pot and pan. She showed a picture on the bag showing what Luna assumed was a ‘pancake’.
“Enlighten me on this mimicry you use to create these ovals.” Luna levitated the bag towards her, questionly giving looks.
“No, silly! It’s what you use; Flour, eggs, milk, it’s like baking a cake!”
Luna started to mumble. “The last cake I had was one of cardboard from the annual ‘April Fools Day’.”
Pinkie started to snicker a little at that, but snapped back in place.
“Making pancakes are much easier than cake, though.”
Pinkie grabbed an apron from the back and gave it to Luna to wear. Although Luna kept repeating she’d look foolish, she put it on.
“Here is the list on how to make them!” She tossed a little paper over to her, in which Luna inspected curiously. And just after that she grabbed a massive 4-decker cake from her big oven.
“I hope I get to see how good they are! I have to get this cake to a party for twins, be back soon!”
Luna was alone.
She stared at the counter awkwardly. Then she looked under the cabinets.
“Pinkie Pie’s forgotten one last dish, the pancake pan for the desired delicacy!”
She had grabbed the bowl Pinkie had left and put all of the mix into it. Then, since she wasn’t really showed, she placed two uncracked eggs along with all the oil and a tiny bit of milk and started to mix it all. With her hoof.
"Huzzah!" She yelled in triumph with a messy hoof. Then, she had placed what she could on a pan. Then she had turned it on, and watched it cook a little.
After she did that, she then started to cook some on a pan.
Now she just needed to wait.
Author's Note
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It was done.
Well, the ones in the oven, at least.
The pan however had too much in it, and when Luna tried heating it up with her horn it exploded.
But the ones in the oven looked ok to her, only the fact that they were no more than black pieces of rock now. But it was good enough for her tired eyes. So after this she had decided to wait for Pinkie to return. Thus she had took the pancakes out and poured syrup on them.
And it did not take long for Pinkie to come bouncing out of the door ready to congratulate Luna over her pancake-making. But she came to a disaster in her kitchen, pancakes everywhere, her pan broke, and, well just plain chaos.
Luna hugged the pompous pony and held a plate of pancakes over one of her wings.
“Thank you! I have finally created an appealing masterpiece to desire the taste of dear sister!”
She walked out of the bakery past a surprised Pinkie Pie. Poor party pony.
She rushed over to her sister’s retirement, their old palace. She felt back at home there, since that was a place ruled alongside their parents. So she had wanted to rest there for awhile.
“Sister!” Luna comes slamming through the old and worn-out door. “I have brought you a present made with my own hooves!”
Luna breathlessly held out a plate of pancakes.
They didn’t look right, but Celestia at the time was too tired to care.
And although they held a bitter taste in her mouth, she honestly only cared that her sister had made it from the heart. Or, what she could .
“This is....very interesting Luna.” She said in between hard chews of the breakfast. Then she placed it down and smiled at her sister.
Luna frowned.
“Your still blaming yourself?”
“Not...exactly.”
“Uh-huh-”
Luna walked over to her baggy-eyed sister and placed a hoof on her shoulder. In which then Celestia took the hoof and teared up a bit.
“It’ll be ok, dear sister.”
Author's Note
.....
This is stupid.
If you want a continuation on this, u can ask.
[it’ll be on what they meant at the end of this chapter.]
it will be cringy, though.
Pinkie swept the last of the burnt pancake crumbs off her floor.
“Man, cleaning is bor-ing.” she pouted with sad sweeps.
She looked back at her doorway, where pancake had dripped along the floor. But instead of getting pouty again, she sweetly smiled in the distance.
“I hope you pleased her, moonie.” Pinkie spoke as she started to sweep again.
The rest of the quiet day passed. Nobody really questioned why the princesses whom retired had just vanished without a trace. And they shouldn’t.
The princesses needed space, and not for the sake of the pancakes, the sake of their sanity.
They honestly needed a break. And the new ruler gave just that.
But at what cost would it be
to have what has been lost a second chance to life itself?
just maybe....
two sisters
whom had fought at such a young age hundreds of years ago
will learn to get along in this hard world of injustice?
“One day she’ll forgive herself.”
