How Babies Are Made

"I'm surprised that my cake order has arrived so early. I thought that Sugarcube Corner ran out of cake from the purchase I made yesterday," announced Princess Celestia with a chuckle when she saw the letter.

But the Princess soon saw that the letter that came through the balcony in the Royal Hall was not from Sugarcube Corner, but rather from Twilight Sparkle. So she tried to guess what lesson in friendship Twilight might have learned this time around. Or perhaps, the Princess thought, Twilight finally came to realize that always using magic to move things around was a waste of some decent physical activity.

Nonetheless, Celestia unraveled the letter. She paused for a moment after reading and then started looking at it curiously like she was trying to find a piece of food in her teeth in a mirror. Celestia turned the paper over, flipped it upside-down, and everything else to find more to it.

Disappointed, Celestia asked a guard to acquire some ink, a quill, and and a piece of paper for herself. When she got what she asked for, she pressed the quill to the top of the page, leaving an ink stain.

But Celestia just sat there completely dumbfounded. She had kept the quill to the paper for about thirty seconds and had not written a single word. She couldn't think of where to start.

How exactly does a pony make babies? the Princess thought to herself.

Eventually the guards took notice and stole glances at her. Embarrassed, Celestia asked them to excuse her for a moment. The guards left whispering to eachother and, again, stealing glances at the Princess. When the guards finally left, Celestia went to the balcony.

She stared at the luminous Moon. She looked at her flank and saw her Cutie Mark. Then she began to think: What if babies came from the Sun. Did the Sun just put on sunglasses and pop a baby out and then send them to earth? Was the Sun even called Sun? What if it was Mr. Sun and not just "Sun?" Or what if babies fell from the Moon?

"Gahhh!" grunted Celestia in an aggravated tone. She could not think of a single way to make babies. To her, the question never came to mind. It was something that she herself was too embarrassed to ask when she was younger and eventually she forgot about it.If it ever came to her mind again in some way, she immediately suggested that it was something that everypony knew.

So the Princess, unable to think of an answer, got back to her Royal Seat in her Royal Hall of things considered of the utmost royal and prestigious. She grabbed the quill and paper with her magic again and wrote five simple words. She called her guards back in to deliver the letter.

Once the guards had exited to deliver the letter, Celestia had to rub her face. She felt somewhat like an idiot for not knowing. But instead of just sitting around, Celestia sneaked off into her Royal Study for some investigation that was considerably unorthodox.