The beautiful orange sky hung over the prominent city of Canterlot. The castle within the city was bustling with activity this evening, more so than the norm. A quartet of string musicians directed their bows to glide along their instruments with skillful craft, providing a regal ambiance for the guests in the V.I.P. section of the establishment. Around them, numerous groups of aristocratic ponies filled the area, busying themselves with small portions of hors d'ouvres. Some gossiped about whose financial stocks were climbing, while others spoke of what grand purchases they had recently made. The place was adorned with the most beautiful decorations on the walls: depictions of the sun, shining brightly across beautiful grassy meadows. Murals of ponies playing and frolicking in the sunlight. At the center of the area, the table where the food items were placed, a small block of ice in a puddle of water rested, the last remnants of what had been a beautiful swan sculpture hours ago.

All of the music, decorations and guests had been assembled here for a very special occasion: to celebrate the birthday of Equestria's dear ruler, Princess Celestia. It was quite perplexing, the knowledge of the holiday at hoof, for no official records existed that had recorded the birth of the alicorn (if they did exist, the princess had made sure nopony's eyes but her own had seen them). Celestia herself had said that she could no longer keep track of when she had been born, what with thousands of years passing, and numerous updates to calendars and how ponies kept track of time. All she remembered about the moment of her birth was that it had been particularly warm and bright morning. Thus she had made it easier for herself and her subjects by decreeing that any celebrations honoring her birth would take place a week after summer solstice. It had been that way for many centuries, and it would most likely continue as such until the end of time itself.

The princess of the evening sat near the back wall of the room, at the center of a long table with the highest of nobles on either side of her. Her dear sister Luna sat on her left, enjoying what was left of her crudites. Celestia looked to the crowd ahead of her with a warm smile on her face. All of these nobles, gathered in her castle to make sure that their attendance was recorded on this particular day.

And she detested every single one of them, as she did the evening itself.

Indeed, Equestria's most prominent ruler hated parties such as these. They were so dull and obnoxious. For countless millennia she had to suffer in silence through most of her birthdays. Celestia was certain that these ponies cared not for honoring her birth; they were merely here for their own benefit. to make themselves look good. In the same way that politicians kiss newborn foals to preserve their image for their next election, the elite of Canterlot were merely saving face as they paid respect to the next highest up in the pecking order. So many ponies smiling through their teeth at her, eating food her chefs had prepared and drinking her wine. There was little for her to be “happy” about on her birthdays anymore.

Celestia shook her head as she lifted her glass of wine to her lips with her magic. The strong fruity liquid ceased pouring down her throat rather quickly, and she realized that the glass she was drinking from was empty. How many glasses did that make for the evening?

“I believe that would be your seventh glass, sister” Luna said before taking the last bite of her steamed carrots. Celestia was about to gasp, but her intake of air was replaced with a rather surprised hiccup. Celestia placed her hoof to her mouth, and looked about to make sure nopony had heard her. The only pony who had noticed seemed to be Luna, who looked at her with enlarged eyes. Her lips curled inwards as she struggled to keep her laughter suppressed.

“Oh, hush,” Celestia snapped to the alicorn next to her. She shook her head, trying to clear the slight daze that crept up on her. “I'm surprised I haven't consumed more with the detestable company we’ve entertained this evening.” Celestia was at least thankful that her sister was still there to provide some companionship. Were it not for her, she would likely have told Lyrica to shove her thousand bit wig in one of the few places where her sun did not shine.

“Be patient sister. You're almost free.” Luna indicated, turning her head towards the glass ceiling, giving view to the sun clinging to the horizon. “The party will have to conclude shortly, since twi – uh, um – ” Luna stammered nervously as she saw her sister wince. “Dusk! Yes, since dusk is upon us, we will need to usher in the night.” She smiled feebly towards her sister, who rolled her eyes.

Celestia turned to her right, facing the empty chair next to her with a saddened expression. While she certainly detested her birthdays, they had become a degree more tolerable in the past decade. She owed her thanks to a certain unicorn that meant the world to her, who was by her side and helping her grin and bear the dreadful occasion. Since Twilight Sparkle had been a filly, she had attended each and every one of Celestia's birthdays, even though from the very first one it was apparent she wasn't enjoying herself. The princess had thought it was quite amusing, that when she was a child Twilight could get away with telling some of Canterlot's most esteemed aristocrats that they were being too snobby, or speak of how bored she was at the party. Celestia had made a point to converse with her afterward that part of being polite to others meant not always saying what one felt at the time being.

As she grew older, Twilight learned to keep herself in check at Celestia's parties, appalling as they were. However, the two found them a bit more bearable as they found ways to vent their frustrations throughout the night: winking towards one another as they told half-truths to make the pony near them happy, or rolling their eyes when somepony near them said something that they detested. Knowing that somepony she cherished was bearing the burden with her comforted Celestia, and made it easier for her to push through those nights.

However, for some reason unknown to Celestia, Twilight left the seat next to her vacant this year.

Celestia wasn't sure what Twilight Sparkle was doing at the moment. She had sent out an invitation a few days prior to Spike, more as a formal gesture than anything. She had expected the letter returning to her on a cloud of fiery dust to read something akin to Twilight saying that of course she would be there, and that she wouldn't miss it for the world. How dismayed she had felt when her eyes read over what Twilight had written back to her:

Dear Princess Celestia,
It is with deep regret that I have to inform you that I will not be attending your birthday this year. I wish I could say why, but my hooves are tied. I'm truly sorry about this. I'll make it up to you when I can, I promise.
-Your faithful student,
Twilight Sparkle

Celestia tossed the letteraside in a huff. She knew that was not entirely the truth. Twilight had never missed a birthday since she had known her as a filly. Whatever Twilight was busy with, she didn't believe for a second that she wouldn't be finished with it in a few days. There was something she wasn't being told, but what? Had she finally grown sick of the horrid parties with all of the Canterlot wealth chortling to themselves about how much better they were than the middle class?

Or more specifically, perhaps Twilight had grown sick of Celestia herself...?

Celestia cursed herself for thinking in such a way. Twilight had practically thrown herself to the princess for so many years, even after they had begun seeing each other romantically. Just as she had Twilight's best interests at heart, she believed that Twilight wouldn't be unfaithful to her in return. As much as it pained her, Celestia forced herself against her insecure urges to immediately send more letters to interrogate her student (Twilight, what's going on? Is everything okay? What did I do? Please don't shut me out, dear).

Celestia tore her eyes away from the empty chair and shook her head. “It's fine Luna. At any rate, it's time I brought this to a close.” Celestia lit up her horn and brought a dinner fork to her wine glass, tapping the side of it several times, prompting the snobbish nobles in front of her to turn their heads towards her.

“Everypony in attendance, thank you all so much for your presence here this eve- evening!” Celestia's chest rose slightly, and she fought another urge to hiccup before she continued. Luna took notice of her hesitation, and a rather loud snort escaped her muzzle as she tried her hardest not to laugh. Celestia was more than willing to help her sister by kicking her hindleg under the table, and Luna's laughter was replaced by a soft outcry of pain. “Seeing so many esteemed ponies gathered here warms my heart even more than the sun that shines our nation. As much as I wish the party could last forever, my attention must turn to ushering in the night. With the day over, I believe now would be an appropriate time to bring the celebrations to a close.” Following a murmur of approval, the nobles took another drink from their glasses, and little by little, began to make their way past the velvet ropes.

And don't let the door hit your flank on the way out! Celestia thought to herself, using the reserves of her patience to keep herself smiling. Along with the guests, an attendance of guards poured through the rest of the castle, announcing that the party had come to a close, and help them make their way out of the castle.

One particular guard navigated through the leaving ponies in the opposite direction, towards where Celestia and Luna still sat. With so many guards employed under her, Celestia had trouble putting names to their faces (especially since most of them looked the same in uniform armor). If memory served correctly, she believed this guard went by the name of Barricade.

“Your highness, there are two ponies near the entrance for you.” Celestia cocked her head in confusion at Barricade’s statement. “By the name of Sir Carrot and Madame Cup Cake.”

Celestia tilted her head up in thought, trying to recall where she had heard those names before. Her face suddenly lit up as she remembered who they were. Not only had they catered the party she had attended to meet Twilight's five best friends, but they had also played a large hoof in crafting the prize winning cake in the National Dessert Competition ages ago. That particular cake had looked so appetizing that she requested they make a replica of it, so that she could enjoy it in the privacy of her own bedroom.

And how she had enjoyed it: The sugary taste of marzipan and frosted donuts coated on her tongue, and the smooth green frosting smeared all over her body. It still sent shivers down her spine when she remembered the orgasm that had coursed through her that night. The thought of those two ponies making another one of their confectionery masterpieces almost made her drool in anticipation.

“Well then, I supposed we should hurry to greet them, shouldn't we?” Celestia replied to the guard with an eager smile on her face. She quickly sat up from her chair, and Luna followed behind her.

Several minutes passed of trotting through the halls behind Barricade, with the last of the party guests ahead of them, until the sisters reached the reception hall of their castle. Celestia trotted with more of a bounce in her step than she had the entire evening, her bright and sparkling mane wafting a bit higher as she pranced down the halls. Just as expected, she caught sight of two ponies seated upon a velvet sofa against the wall, the stallion and mare's physical stature striking opposite of one another. The short and plump Mrs. Cup Cake was the first to notice Celestia's arrival, and she quickly shook the tall and orange stallion beside her, who had been snoozing on all fours a moment ago. Mr. Carrot Cake shook his head frantically, until he caught sight of the alicorn they had been waiting for. The two ponies stood up and bowed curtly. In between them was a package larger than both of them wrapped in glittery white and yellow paper, and a bright orange ribbon on top.

“Well, look who's here!” Celestia greeted them warmly, the first time she had sincerely done so all evening. “So nice that you would come all this way for me.”

“Of course, your majesty.” Mrs. Cake replied, the both of them lifting their heads away from the floor. “It's a shame that we missed out on the party earlier today.”

Oh please, you didn't miss anything. Celestia stopped herself from uttering as she shrugged casually. “Well, when I was told that a Mr. and Mrs. Cake were here with a package for me, I hurried down as soon as I could! I hope whatever is in there is as good as that Marzipan Masterpiece you sent me a while ago.”

“Oh, you liked that did you?” Mr. Cake asked casually.

Celestia closed her eyes and licked her lips as her thoughts returned to that decadent treat she had lost herself in some time ago. “Oh, you have no idea...” she uttered, her voice dropping down an octave. The thought of that sticky squishy cake mushing up against her regal coat filled her body with excitement. A few seconds of silence passed, until Luna lifted her foreleg and nudged her sister’s flank. Celestia opened her eyes to find that the Cakes had a look of discomfort on their faces as they averted their eyes from her.

Celestia cleared her throat, a tinge of crimson rushing to her cheeks, and the two ponies offered awkward smiles, while Celestia felt a bit of a tingle growing between her haunches. Ah ah ah, you stay down! She mentally commanded her sparkling wafting tail, which she had just felt begin to twitch upward before she forced it back down against her rump. Luna quickly buried her face within her hoof on reaction.

“Well, we think you'll enjoy this treat even more!” Mrs. Cake assured her. “Just make sure you don't open it until you get to your room. This one is extra special!”

While Celestia looked positively jubilant at what could possibly lie in wait for her, Barricade had a suspicious frown on his face. “My sincerest apologies, but surprises are not something we tolerate very well in the presence of her majesty. We're going to need to inspect that before she takes it in the privacy of her bedroom.”

“We can make an exception.” Luna decreed with a stern look on her face. “The last package my sister received from them did her no harm at all. Why should this one be any different?”

“Her highness specifically ordered something from them, and was expecting it, so we reluctantly let that slide. This package in front of us wasn't expected by you or anypony else. We have no idea what this 'surprise' of theirs might be.” Barricade’s tone brokered no argument, and Celestia pouted at the diligent protector.

The Cakes exchanged worried glances between themselves, before turning to the guard. “Well, that's fair enough I suppose.” Mr. Cake replied, lifting a foreleg to scratch the back of his neck. “But, uh...” He then used his hoof to motion Barricade closer to them, prompting him to step away from the princess so they could chat amongst themselves.

Lifting an eyebrow, the guard trotted towards the two ponies, and lowered his head in between them. The Cakes began to whisper to him while he nodded, and Celestia decided to take another look at the package they had brought for her. The top of the package was eye level with her, giving her comfort that whatever was inside would be more than enough for her to eat and enjoy. Upon inspecting it even closer, she noticed that there were the tiniest of holes poking through the sides and top of the package. What were these holes? The package had Celestia even more curious now than ever.

“Pfft, ha ha! No way, really?” Barricade suddenly bellowed. Mrs. Cake lifted a hoof to her mouth and shushed him rather intently when Celestia turned her head towards them. “Right, my apologies. Well, even if what you say is true, proceedings can't be changed, and it still needs to be screened for security purposes. But, don't worry; we'll be sure to leave the 'surprise' there for her highness, so long as we don't suspect any foul play at hoof.” He assured them with a smirk. The Cakes breathed collective sighs of relief.

“Well, we need to get back and take the twins off of Pinkie Pie's hooves.” Mrs. Cake said as the guard began to wheel the cake away from them. “Happy birthday, your majesty; we hope you enjoy it.”

“I'm sure I will. Thank you both again, that was very kind of you.”

Bowing their heads slightly, the two ponies turned away and headed towards the front door to leave.

“How long will it take to screen the package, soldier?” Celestia asked.

“Not long, your highness. Maybe half an hour, at the most.” Barricade responded.

“That is actually not so bad.” Luna remarked. “In the meantime, you and I should see to ushering in the night.” Celestia turned towards her sister and nodded solemnly.

“We’ll bring it up to your chambers once we’re done. You there!” Barricade called out to a passing guard, who snapped to attention. “Escort the princesses to their chambers.” The guard saluted dutifully, and Barricade grabbed the dolly with his teeth, pulling it down the hallway.

Few words were spoken as Celestia and Luna followed their escort up the stairs, to the highest point in the castle, to Celestia’s bedroom. Once they reached the door, Celestia relieved him of his task, and he left to return to whatever duty he had been attending to prior. Celestia opened the door both of them stepped in briskly.

Celestia felt a sense of relief wash over her once she was in the comfort and privacy of her own bedroom. The dark blue walls of her room made an alluring contrast to the waving orange glow of the fireplace in front of her ruby red recliner. She wanted so badly to kick off her accessories and climb into bed, draw the transparent curtains closed and drift off to sleep. She was more than ready for the day to be over.

Alas, the day itself could not come to a close without her carrying out one final task. Reluctantly, she followed Luna out of the glass doors leading to the balcony of the room.

Celestia looked over the marble rail, down at the city of Canterlot. The busy streets began to dwindle down, as ponies made their way home after a long day of work. Other younger ponies left their homes, some of them leaving to gaze at the stars, or leaving with dates for a lovely midnight stroll. Some had rather outrageous clothing, leaving for clubs that opened late at night and spent their time dancing and enjoying all manner of drinks. These were the residents that made up the night life of Canterlot. Though it may not have been what Luna had anticipated after her return, Celestia knew that such activity brought her sister comfort, as confirmed by seeing Luna smile while she looked to the city as well.

The two alicorns lifted their heads and their magical aura's surrounded their horns. The sun peeking over the horizon flared for just a moment, before Celestia concentrated her will towards the orb of light. Its glow ceased and lowered as she carefully tilted her head down and guided it out of the sky. The light of the sun was quickly replaced as the moon rose to the sky, in perfect pace with Luna. Her forelegs stretched out over her head, and with a brilliant flash, awakened the billions of stars that hung over Equestria and the other nations of the world.

As Luna descended back towards the balcony, she noticed Celestia's eyes were fixed towards the ground and her expression seemed rather lifeless. When her hooves touched the stone, Celestia's eyes opened wider and she lifted her head, forcing a smile towards Luna.

“Is everything alright, sister?” Luna asked gingerly.

“Yes, I'm fine. Just tired, and a bit frustrated from the day, that's all.” Celestia assured her, feigning a yawn.

“Is that all?” Luna pressed on. “Tia, please don't lie to me.”

Celestia lifted her head and took a deep breath. Upon exhaling, her breath seemed shaky. She was trembling, holding herself back in a way.

“I want her here, Luna.” Celestia muttered. Luna kept her focus on her older sister, and moved closer to her. “I don't know why she's not here. It doesn't make any sense. She's never missed a birthday up until now, and I know she hates them as much as I do, but I thought she didn't mind putting up with them for me. This whole day, I've been thinking things I know I shouldn't, but I'm just so confused.” Celestia's voice cracked slightly as she spoke. Luna lifted her forelegs off of the ground and wrapped them over the back of her sister's neck in a gentle hug. The embrace felt like a key to the emotional lock she’d been straining to keep in place all day; with a mental clink, it came undone, and Celestia’s hidden distress was revealed to Luna.

“Did I do something wrong?” she asked, her voice trembling. “I've done the best I can as far as I know. And I assumed she would be the type to tell me if something was bothering her.” Luna leaned her head against the side of Celestia's neck as she spoke. “Is she afraid to tell me? Does my status make it difficult for her to be honest with me?” The corners of Celestia's eyes began to sting, and she could feel a cool bit of wetness building up in them.

“I know it hurts. I'm so sorry.” Luna offered as her hoof ran up and down her back, in an attempt to soothe her older sister's pain. For a few minutes, not a word was spoken between the two while Celestia leaned her neck against Luna's shoulder, letting the embrace of her hoof rub a bit of her sorrow away.

When Celestia's trembling lessened, Luna gently pulled away. She sat back on her haunches, keeping a hoof on her sister's collar bone.

“Twilight loves you, Tia.” Luna said, keeping her voice soft. “I could see it in her eyes when you allowed me to spend a night with the two of you; even more so when I saw how worried she was when Discord was haunting your dreams. She wanted to dive in and help you herself, but was unsure of what to do.” She stretched a wing up to brush underneath Celestia's eye, and wipe away a tear that had built up in the corner. “Whatever is keeping her away, she still has your best interests in mind. Try to have faith in her, as best you can.”

Celestia nodded solemnly. “Thank you Luna.” Celestia leaned forward and pressed her lips to the alicorns cheek, giving her a rather long, and affectionate kiss. She pulled back and noticed a faint shade of red had adorned her dark blue face. “Would you like to come into my bed chambers, until I drift off to sleep?”

Luna looked through the glass doors to Celestia's bedroom and bit her lip excitedly, her mind racing with the thoughts embracing her sister's body.

“You... aren't in the mood, tonight.” She said, shaking her head.

“Sure I am!” Celestia replied hastily. “Well, I can be, if you'll give me a chance.”

“I don't think it would be a good idea. Besides, since I have been up for so long attending your birthday, it would be wise for me to conserve my energy for my watch over the night.” Luna sat up from the ground and turned away from Celestia, but looked over her shoulder at her. “Let us see how you are feeling in the morning, and if you are feeling up to it, then I shall take you up on your offer.”

Celestia breathed in through her nostrils and allowed herself to smile meekly. “Fair enough. I'll see you at sunrise then.” Luna nodded and took to the air. “Luna?” Celestia called to the alicorn, who flapped her wings to stay afloat while she looked down at her. “Thank you, again. I'm glad you're here at least.”

“Of course. Sleep well sister.”

Luna resumed flying down towards her balcony, adjacent and one level below Celestia’s. The white alicorn stepped back into the comfort of her bedroom, and shut the glass doors behind her. Her ears perked to the sound of a light knocking on her door. Just as expected, she was greeted with the sight of Barricade with the package behind him once she opened her door.

“Everything checked out, your highness: no threats detected.”

“Thank you very much, officer.” Celestia noticed there was another stallion behind him, a unicorn that she thought went by the name of Fortitude. “Oh, I didn’t realize there was somepony else here.”

“Officer Barricade wanted me to help him carry this up the stairs.” Fortitude explained. “He couldn’t manage the weight by himself.”

“Hey!” A tiny voice cried out. The eyes of all three ponies widened in surprise.

“Hey, what?” Celestia asked, tilting her head to the side.

Barricade cleared his throat. “Hey, uh, Fortitude! We should get back to patrol, in case there are still some guests straggling behind.”

“Right. Happy birthday, your highness.” Fortitude bid her farewell, before the two of them turned away from her door.

Celestia had a bit of an uneasy feeling clinging to her, but she was too exasperated from the day to pay it any mind. With the golden aura surrounding her horn, she used her magic to drag the large box to the center of her room, and closed the door once it was properly situated.

“Okay... here we go... here we go.” Celestia illuminated her horn and took hold of the bow once again. She gingerly pulled at it, and once it was loose, it fell away from the box. Surprisingly, the paper itself began to unravel, revealing a plain white box underneath, whose sides fell to the floor as well.

Celestia had not expected the package to unwrap itself at the slightest touch, and upon fear of something jumping out or exploding in front of her, turned her head away and lifted a wing to shield her face. Several seconds passed of silence, and she realized that nothing was set to jump out and scare her. Celestia lowered her wing to look upon what lay before her.

It was, as she had expected from the beginning; a rather large cake, three layers worth to be exact, nearly exceeding the height of her chest. Its texture appeared soft and moist, still fresh for the most part, and bright yellow with white frosting on the edges. There were also spots on the sides of each layer that depicted the same symbol on her flank, that of a bright yellow sun, each one made of frosting as well. Celestia wondered if that meant it was a pineapple, lemon, or a banana flavored cake. She was hoping it was banana: that was her absolute favorite flavor. Whatever the flavor, it looked positively scrumptious.

But she didn't understand: where was this “surprise” the Cakes had mentioned, and what exactly was it?

As her eyes scanned the tower of sugary spongy goodness before her, she noticed something odd about the cake. There was a single purple candle sticking out of the cake. Celestia didn't expect there to be more candles to cover her age by any means, but she found it rather odd how it was positioned. Rather than being at the top sticking out of the middle, it was jutting out of the side, diagonally. And it was an odd shape to, something resembling a unicorn horn. And there was a very strange color draped around the yellow sides of the bottom. A large, smooth strand of purple and pink seemed to be curling around its layers, with a bit of frosting clinging to its hairs. Was that a tail sticking out of her cake?

Celestia's eyes opened wide: she recognized that color! Her mind worked quickly to connect the tail to the object sticking out of the top of her cake. In an instant, Celestia was overcome with a sense of excitement, and an eager smile stretched across her mouth. For the first time since waking up that day, she was truly looking forward to what was about to happen.

“That'll be three bits, dear.” Mrs. Cup Cake said to the smiling cross-eyed pegasus in front of the counter. Her blonde mane flared out as she turned her head to her coin purse, and put five coins on the counter. Before Mrs. Cake could point out the extra coins, the pegasus reached forward with her mouth to pick up the bag containing her mix of blueberry and banana nut muffins, and turned to leave. “Thanks for your patronage!” Mrs. Cake called after her.

The pegasus pranced out the door of Sugarcube Corner, and the bakery was vacant for the moment, save for herself. She turned around to see Mr. Carrot Cake backing up through the wooden double doors, carefully holding a fresh tray of chocolate chip cookies in his mouth. The sound of the front door caught her attention once again, and she turned towards their new customer.

“Hello, welcome to Sugarcube- oh, there she is!” Mrs. Cake greeted the purple unicorn who had just stepped through the door, a nervous smile on her face. “Honey, Twilight's here.”

“Om, hh hmhm!” Mr. Cake uttered, the tray of cookies still in his mouth. He quickly set them down on top of the glass case and readjusted his tongue. “Hey there Twilight!.”

“I’m not too early, am I?” Twilight asked uneasily. “I can come back later,”

“Oh no no, it's ready for you now; Cup Cake and I actually figured that you would arrive early.” Twilight smirked and raised an eyebrow, feigning insult that they found her so predictable. She followed the two bakers back to their kitchen, and to a large metal door that led to the cooler and freezer of the establishment. Mr. Cake unlatched the door and stepped inside.

“How are the twins doing?” Twilight asked after a few seconds of silence between her and Mrs. Cake.

“Oh, they've been teething the past few weeks.” Mrs. Cake replied. “They've been keeping us busy, but thankfully Pinkie's been a dear helping us out with them. She's upstairs right now letting them chomp on her mane.”

Twilight giggled, while Mr. Cake emerged a moment later wheeling out a rather large cake on a dolly. The frosting suns resembling Celestia's cutie mark on the spongy layers seemed to shine as Twilight looked upon them, a result of the condensation that had built up from sitting in a chilled area for so long.

“Wow, that looks delicious!” Twilight remarked in wonder as she gazed upon the cake she had specially asked them to make for her.

Mr. Cake motioned her to the front of the dessert, and pointed towards the bottom layer. There was something jutting out of the spongy exterior, something gray and plastic in appearance, in the shape of a pony's snout: her snout, to be specific.

“Right, so here's the mold that we shaped from you a few days ago,” Mr. Cake informed her. “It took a bit of doing, but we managed to have the cake rise up over the mold while it was baking, and leave you with some space for you to breathe. Now all that's left it to cut it down the middle and spread it open. Then you can climb inside, and we'll push it back together. There's, uh... not really gonna be a clean way for you to do this. Hopefully you don't mind getting messy.” He advised her, trotting towards the kitchen drawers and pulling out a knife to split the cake with.

“Oh, don't worry,” Twilight waved off his concerns with confidence. “If the princess reacts the way I think she's going to, neither one of us is going to make it out of this clean!” It took a few seconds, but Twilight's words finally registered with her own mind, and she felt her cheeks grow hot as Cup Cake snorted rather loudly. “Did I just say that out loud?” Twilight asked sheepishly, raising a hoof to hide her face.

“Oh, don't fret about it, dear; this isn't the first 'adult' dessert me and Carrot have made for somepony. Sweetie, do you remember the cake we made last year?”

Carrot ceased cutting the cake for a moment to turn towards his wife. “You mean the erect stallionhood cake?” He asked, as Mrs. Cake nodded in approval. The image of such a provocative cake crept into Twilight’s imagination, and her eyes widened in surprise. “Yeah, that one was actually pretty fun to make.”

“I'm actually more surprised that this is a gift for Princess Celestia.” Mrs. Cake went on, as her husband resumed his work. “But it's such a wonderful surprise; you two must be very happy with each other.”

Twilight averted her eyes to the floor and grinned. “Well, as of now you're the only ponies who know, besides Princess Luna.” She said, raising her eyes back up to the mare in front of her. “We're still hesitant about going public, so please don't let anypony else find out.”

“Don't you worry Twilight,” Mr. Cake reassured her, finally finished with his incision. “At the customer's request, we keep the details of the order in confidence.”

“Thank you both so much. Oh, speaking of customer, how much do I owe you for all of this?”

“Not one bit!” Mrs. Cake declared shaking her head. “We're happy to give the princess a gift like this on her birthday.”

“You two are the best,” Twilight said gingerly. Mrs. Cake walked over to her husband, and the two bakers split the small tower open. Twilight looked inwards to see that there was indeed an indention on each side in the shape of herself, laying down with her hooves under her belly. The unicorn turned about and carefully backed up onto the dolly, and lowered herself down. Once she was in position, the two ponies outside gently pushed the layers together again, and Twilight felt the moist texture squish up against her purple coat with a bit of a chill.

“Haaaah! Cold!” Twilight cried out through the space left for her mouth, her violet tail pointing straight out.

“You okay in there, Twilight?” Mr. Cake asked.

“Yes, I'm fine. I should have expected that. Brr...”

Mr. Cake squirted another line of frosting from a tube, to seal up the incision he had just made. Pressing it flat with his knife, it appeared as if an incision had never been made. Mrs. Cake went to fetch an unfolded box with holes poked throughout, and with a levitation spell from Twilight, was able to slide it underneath the unicorn encased in the large dessert. The three ponies worked as a team to bring the sides of the box together, and use a brightly colored ribbon to keep it in place.

“Alrighty, that should do it.” Mr. Cake announced, tapping the outside of the box for good measure. “Can you breathe in there, Twilight?”

“Yes!” Twilight said, after testing with a few short breaths.

“Well, get comfortable; you'll be in that position for the whole train ride to Canterlot.”

With little trouble, the Cakes were able to heave the dolly with the cake containing Twilight out of the back door of Sugarcube Corner. Mrs. Cake made a quick point to switch the sign on the front door from Open to Close, before they made their way towards the train station.

Blocked off from the sight of anypony else, Twilight Sparkle grinned wildly in anticipation. It would just take is a few hours of sitting still. Then, and she would be right in front of Celestia, at the end of her birthday. Twilight was so antsy, she had to fight the urge to wiggle in excitement.

It's going to be worth it. She kept telling herself, as she took slow breaths to try and compose herself, the eager smile still fixed to her face. Just a few more hours...

She's here! She was planning this for you all along! Princess Celestia performed cartwheels in her mind as she came to grips that the unicorn she was so in love with was right in front of her, underneath a thick mountain of soft, spongy sweetness. See? You were worried for absolutely nothing, you silly mare! Shame on you! She unintentionally let out a noise halfway between a squeal and a whimper, and her hindlegs danced in place. The clip-clop of Celestia's hooves echoed throughout her bedroom, and a grin formed on the purple mouth sticking out of her cake.

“Princess?” Twilight called out to her, in a playful voice “Is that you?”

“Yes... yes Twilight, it's me.” Oh, it's so wonderful to hear your voice! Celestia couldn't stop smiling even if she had forced herself to. As she looked upon Twilight's giggling face, her smile trembled slightly and her eyes began to sting.

“Princess, help me!” Twilight called again, her voice feigning plight. “The Cakes trapped me in here! I can't break free!”

Celestia was so overcome with emotion, she had overlooked that Twilight had put this ruse together for fun, not to make her cry. She took a few breaths and fanned her eyes with her hoof. She shook her head, and with her emotions in check, she reassessed the situation in front of her:

Twilight Sparkle, her marefriend, was right in front of her. And she was currently waiting for Celestia, at the bottom of the one dessert in the world that the princess enjoyed on an erotic level. The sudden realization made her bite her bottom lip, and she felt her sparkling tail twitch again. This time, since she was in the privacy of her own bedroom she made no effort to keep it down. Her exposed labia winked once between her round white buttocks.

“Ooh... oh, the Cakes trapped you in here, did they?” Celestia responded mischievously, drawing nearer to the purple muzzle poking out of the yellow tower. She lowered her head, and her mouth was mere inches from Twilight's. The unicorn's mouth hung open, blindly waiting for something to embrace it. Celestia moved forward, pressing her mouth against Twilight's. On reaction, Twilight drew her mouth inward, and caressed Celestia's lips with her own. The two stayed intertwined for a moment, Celestia remaining still as she felt Twilight moan gently into her mouth. The princess moved her head back and broke the kiss, watching as Twilight's tongue stayed out slightly past her teeth.

“Those fiends...” Celestia whispered, feeling Twilight's hot breath waft against her chin. “Well, I guess it's up to me to eat you out... of the cake!” Celestia finished, after a few seconds of awkward silence. Twilight laughed loudly, and her purple tail swished against the dessert she was confined to.

“W-well then!” Twilight said, suppressing her laughter as best she could. “I hope you're hungry; there's plenty for you to eat out.”

Celestia shook her head, before giving her marefriend another quick peck on the lips. She pulled herself away from Twilight's mouth, and, still keeping her eyes on the yellow tower, walked slowly around to the back. She eyed it with a mix of lust and hunger, attempting to stare through the cake and scope out every curve and fold of Twilight's body within. She licked her lips as she looked at the back, where Twilight's tail was poking out. She could see that there was a slight wrinkle at the top of the hole allowing her tail freedom; no doubt a result of the base of her tail lifting up and forcing some of the soft matter apart.

Celestia was touched when she took in the sight. She was still not entirely comfortable with her fetish, one so powerful that she deemed it no longer safe to consume such a thing in public. But Twilight wasn't repulsed in the slightest at her kink: in fact, she seemed to embrace it. Just when she thought she couldn't love that unicorn more than she did already, Twilight found yet another way to prove her wrong.

Moving her snout to the end of Twilight's tail, Celestia sniffed upwards across her purple hairs. Twilight moaned quickly with her mouth closed, and her tail flicked once. Once it lowered back into place, Celestia drew her nose up more. She sniffed until she reached where the base of Twiight's tail would be, were it not blocked off by that soft moist goodness surrounding her rump. She took another sniff, this time of the cake in front of her. The scent nearly made her faint: the aroma of sugar and cool, moist bread overpowered her senses. Her mouth hung open and she felt her wings throb, as she craned her tongue slowly towards the surface.

At first, just the tip of her tongue made contact with it. Then, Celestia pressed her tongue flat against the soft wall, licking upwards an inch. She was teasing herself, becoming familiar with the texture before satisfying her growing hunger. After a few licks, Celestia curled her lips back and bared her shining white teeth. They pressed against the cake, slowly tearing into its moist flesh and severing a small chunk of it safely into her mouth, and it rested between her teeth.

Celestia chewed it once... twice... and then froze in shock as the taste washed over her tongue. Her eyes shimmered, and the lips between her cheeks full of cake formed a trembling smile.

“B-b-banana... My favorite!” She voiced in a high pitched whimper. The creamy sensation sank into her taste buds and coursed through her body at a rapid pace. It made her nerves stand on end as an exquisite tickle was ignited in her lower belly. The feeling appeared so quickly that she squeezed her hindlegs on reaction, emitting a very audible wet squish from her marehood.

“Whoa!” Twilight exclaimed on the other side of the cake, where Celestia couldn't see. “My sound is a bit limited in here, but even I heard that one. Gosh princess, just how wet are you back there?”

Celestia wasn't even aware her lips had built such a wetness so quickly, until she heard the slick sound for herself. With curiosity tugging at her, she craned her neck down and looked between her legs. Her eyes happened upon a dark spot on her carpet, about the size of a coin-bit, which had not been there previously.

Oh goodness! Was that me? Celestia wondered. A few seconds passed, and following a throb between her haunches, a long strand of a clear liquid dripped to the same spot, making the wet circle a smidgen bigger. Celestia gasped as she looked on: she was so aroused at the moment that she was practically wetting her own carpet. Her face cheeks reddened with embarrassment; but it also aroused her even further. Would she be standing in a puddle of her own secretions by the time she finished the cake?

Her stomach rumbled and snapped her out of her daze. Celestia quickly lifted her head and turned her attention back towards the tower in front of her, with her loved one held captive in the center. She pushed her muzzle in more quickly this time, and let herself take an even larger bite than before. The cheeks of her mouth bulged slightly and she had to work even harder to chew through it properly. Once it had cleared her throat, she took another bite, and noticed a slight discoloration in the soft bread before her.

Celestia smiled as she realized that the little patch of purple wasn't something wrong with the cake, but what was actually very right about it. It seemed that it had only taken a few bites, but she was already that much closer to the prize at the center. Celestia forced herself not to take another large chomp, but instead poked her tongue out past her lips, and touched the purple coat in front of her.

“Haa!” Twilight yelped excitedly, the sensation of the tongue against her lower body taking her by surprise. Celestia worked her tongue in circles, pushing the soft bread away from Twilight's coat. The unicorn's voice began to grow softer as she grew accustomed to the princess's ministrations. Celestia withdrew her tongue a moment, and used her snout to push some of the matter aside, away from the unicorn's body. As more of her rear was freed of the cake confining her, Twilight lifted her right hindleg and let it drape out from underneath her. “Ooh, finally,” Twilight gasped and sighed in relief. “I was starting to build a cramp there. Mm...” Celestia continued to lick the wet frosting up Twilight's exposed right buttock and then pushed her teeth gently down into the flesh. Twilight gasped blissfully, and her leg tensed up until Celestia pulled her mouth away. Her leg then relaxed while a clear filmy residue began to seep underneath her leg.

As much as Celestia enjoyed slowly working her way towards Twilight through the delicious prison she was trapped in, she became increasingly aware of a problem in front of her. Her eyes moved upwards, and she realized that there was quite a lot of the confectionery left to eat through before she reached her beloved unicorn. And even if she did force herself to quicken her eating pace, she feared that eating so much cake might make her too full and sick to do anything enjoyable with Twilight. She pondered for a moment how to resolve the situation at hoof.

“Oh, forget it.” Celestia voiced with a surprising amount of frankness. She raised her head until her chin was over the top layer of the soft yellow monument, and a foreleg was on either side.

“Princess?” Twilight asked a bit hesitantly, after feeling the attention to her rear dissipate. “What are you...? Oh my gosh!” She exclaimed, as she felt the weight of the cake began to shift above her.

Celestia lowered her neck on top of the cake, and without a moment of hesitation, went limp. The soft object gave way under her form, and began to break apart. Spreading outwards, Celestia felt its squishy exterior press up against her belly and spread between her legs, making her pussy lips wink furiously. Its cushiony texture served as enough protection to keep Celestia's full weight from pressing down on Twilight all at once, and the unicorn screamed excitedly as she felt Celestia slowly falling towards her.

“Eeek, princess!” Twilight squealed in between fits of laughter. “You're gonna squish me! Aaah!”

A short moment later, Celestia's chest made contact with Twilight's shoulders, and she slowed her decent by strengthening the force on her forelegs. She braced her hips above Twilight's rear, feeling a large chunk of cake keeping them divided. Celestia began to push her lower body forward, feeling the mass squish between her thighs and mush against her sopping wet lips.

With her head laying just next to the giggling unicorn's, Celestia noticed that a large chunk of frosting clung to Twilight's ear. She moved her mouth closer and lapped her tongue softly against Twilight's ear. The unicorn sighed in response, tilting her head just enough to give her princess the room she needed to lick. Celestia lifted herself up, and a large chunk of the broken cake clung to the underside of her body. The mess was spread out all over her teats. But the largest portion of disembodied cake hung in a sloppy mess between her inner thighs.

Breathing through her nostrils, she instigated a slow humping rhythm against the squishy chunk over Twilight's behind and in between her own hindlegs. “Mmm!” Celestia whimpered at the sensation that pressing down on it gave her. She could feel the mass squishing upwards, rubbing across her sensitive nipples, up to her belly and the sensation made her shudder. A minute passed, and the majority of the cake had been squished away from the force bearing down on it. All that was left now was Twilight's small posterior, absolutely smothered in moist tissue and creamy frosting. She bared her hips down and pressed against Twilight's slippery bottom. She wanted to keep thrusting, but her nerves were so on end that moving was nearly impossible. An almost feeble whine escaped her throat.

As if the unicorn had read her mind, Twilight's rear end began to move against Celestia's sopping lips. Twilight kept her motions slow and steady, letting her round cheeks slither up between Celestia's soaking thighs, filling the air with wet, smacking sounds from each thrust. The alicorn moaned loudly as she felt her lover's behind wiggle, tickling her sensitive lips.

“Ohhhh, Twilight!” Celestia exclaimed quickly, her body beginning to shiver as she felt a sudden pull at her loins. “Twilight, I'm cumming! I can't stop- I-I'm cumming!”

Twilight scoffed as she looked over her shoulder, and briefly met the downward gaze of Celestia. “Ugh! Already?” She asked with a defiant smirk.

“S-s-sorry!” She murmured, her voicing raising half an octave. Celestia lowered her neck against Twilight's shoulder and whimpered as her body went rigid. She felt Twilight's soft purple mane lean into her temple while her haunches began their first spasm. “Mmm! Mmm...” her hips jolted a few times and she felt something warm and wet build up inside of her lips. Feeling secretion build up inside of her passage tickled her nerves, and made her hips wiggle from the sensation Her marehood winked, and the wetness weakly gushed down the back of her thighs.

“Ahh... phew.” Celestia slumped to the side and brought her hindlegs up to her stomach, her lower body rising as she still rode a few waves of pleasure that coursed through her body. She writhed her head into the open box that lay across the floor, and her shining mane collected pieces of cake and frosting all along its cerulean locks.

A warm sense of bliss coursed through her chest, even as the agitating tingle between her hindlegs persisted. Her eyes began to grow heavy, but she felt a hoof prodding at her forehead. She opened her eyes to see Twilight looking down at her, white frosting lined along her frazzled purple mane and chunks of yellow cake clinging to her shoulders.

Celestia opened her forelegs, and the unicorn leaned in, pressing her chest up against the princess and writhing against the sweet and sticky mess against their bodies. The two mares locked their mouths with one another, and Twilight made sure to lick up her share of the cake that remained inside of Celestia's mouth, as well as on her face when she pulled away.

“Don't go to sleep on me, princess.” Twilight instructed, tracing her hoof along Celestia's neck, picking up a mess of cake and frosting and bringing it to her white mouth. “You've still got work to do.”

Celestia was tempted to let sleep overtake her, but her tongue helplessly slithered out and across Twilight's hoof. She moved her head further, taking the toe of her hoof in her mouth, and suckled it like a newborn foal on her mother's teat. The sweetness of messy cake washed over her tongue, and gave her just enough drive to keep her awake.

“My my my, princess,” Twilight teased, moving her hoof away from Celestia's mouth, down her chin and across her long slender neck. “Just look at this mess you made. You've got a lot of cleaning up to do.” Celestia felt a sense of dread poking at her: surely Twilight wasn't expecting her to clean all of this up NOW, was she?

Her fear subsided as Twilight's eyes narrowed, and the unicorn slowly turned herself around. Moving her tail aside, she wiggled her rump in front of Celestia' face. There was little trace of Twilight's purple coat to be found, as the majority of her bottom was smothered in a mess of white, yellow and orange. She reached her hoof back and spread her right cheek to the side, revealing to Celestia that even the surface of her anus was covered in the moist goodness. The same was also true of her puffy mare lips, which were winking in a captivating rhythm underneath the squishy mess.

“Well?” Twilight asked, giving her cheek a squeeze as Celestia found herself enchanted by the sight. “It's not going to clean itself.”

Licking her lips in hunger, Celestia moved her head upwards towards Twilight's haunches. Her slender neck gave her enough reach to press her mouth up between Twilight's cheeks, and she gave her a slow, tender lick up the crease of the unicorn's rump.

Twilight cooed in response, and her rear shook against Celestia’s face. She hungrily lapped up the soothing frosting from her coat. The unicorn lowered a foreleg past her belly, rubbing her hoof slowly across her right breast. “Mm, yes princess... get a nice big mouthful. Don't want you going hungry now,”. Celestia lowered her mouth and pushed her tongue up against Twilight's puffy folds. Her heart skipped a beat as her tongue was overcome with a taste that made thousands of years worth of meals seem worthless compared to this: the wet, sweet taste of Twilight's fluids mixed with the fluffy taste of moist banana cream cake. She was in such an indescribable amount of bliss, she moaned into Twilight's throbbing caverns.

“Aah... that feels nice!” Twilight sighed, leaning her rear against Celestia's face. A little surprised at the sudden movement, Celestia moved her head back and let Twilight's weight push up against her mouth. Twilight moaned and laughed as she wiggled her butt back and forth on Celestia's squished face. The alicorn had to struggle to breathe, but in all honesty, she couldn't complain. Even if Twilight suffocated her right then and there with her butt cheeks, she would have been fine dying in such a way. She would leave this world with Twilight's soft, warm mare pussy pressed up against her mouth, the smell of her musk and banana cream cake overpowering her nostrils.

A surge of arousal coursed through her loins again as she took a powerful whiff of Twilight's rump smothered in cake, and squeezed her wet hindlegs together. Her tongue pushed up and grazed Twilight's swollen clitoris as she pressed her nose in even further.

“Aah! Right there, keep doing that!” Twilight exclaimed, as her haunches tensed up against Celestia's muzzle. The alicorn's long tongue began to move back and forth, stroking against the round nub pulsing against her. With both of her forelegs resting on Celestia's stomach, Twilight rocked her hips passionately into Celestia’s wanting muzzle. “Mmm, princess!” Twilight called out in a low, but powerful sultry voice. “I am gonna cum soooo hard... all over your face.”

Celestia's tongue still hung out of her mouth as Twilight quickly lifted herself off of Celestia's face, and a trail of saliva hung between her lips and the unicorn's slit. Twilight moaned several times, and her hindlegs shuddered as she kept herself raised. A foreleg reached back and spread her lips open, as her back arched slightly.

“Open wide! Haaah- aaaah!” Twilight screamed in bliss as a torrent of clear juice gushed out of her winking lips. Celestia closed her eyes for a moment as the juice cascaded over her face, and her tongue was showered with the sweet wet taste of her lover. She breathed in through her nose, and the smell of Twilight hit the back of her throat. She opened her eyes after the initial spray hit her, and was greeted with the image of Twilight's open vagina looking right at her. A long, thin strand of her juice dripped onto Celestia's chest, as Twilight's hindlegs continued to shake. The unicorn looked over her shoulder and down at her lover, her eyes narrowed as she breathed hard through her open mouth.

Celestia looked up at Twilight, still hunched over her with her inner thighs soaked from her orgasm. The sight of her butt still a bit messy with bits of cake and frosting kept her arousal at an agonizing peak.

But it STILL wasn't enough to set her free. Her previous orgasm had set the bar for her body even higher, making it more difficult for her to reach a second climax. Celestia moaned out loud, nearly crying from her intense arousal.

“Oh, you poor thing.” Twilight teased her princess, lowering her wet and squishy rump against the Celestia's chest. She pushed herself into the alicorn, rubbing herself off against her white coat. “Do you need me to let you cum?” Twilight asked, lowering her head and kissing Celestia's belly, raising slightly as the princess instinctively humped the air. Celestia rubbed the back of her head into the fluff of her sparkling mane and moaned again, squeezing her hindlegs together. Her thighs were so slippery now that the residue was practically splashing up against her teats. Twilight snickered as she kissed her way down Celestia's front. She used her magic to spread Celestia's legs open, making her scream as Twilight flipped herself over and put her face in between Celestia's soaking thighs.

Twilight quickly moved her lips around Celestia's massive clitoris, and began to suck. She kept her tongue pressed underneath the nub as she pulled back, and Celestia rocked her hips forward at a rapid pace.

“Oh Twilight! Yes, yes, yes!” Celestia exclaimed, riding Twilight's tongue as the agitating tingle between her legs increased. “Oh my gosh, Twilight! Twilight! Twiliiiiiight- aaaah!”

Twilight relaxed her lips and let her tongue trace around the circle of Celestia’s clit, while the alicorn herself bucked her hips towards the ceiling. Twilight's magic served to keep her from raising up too high and keep her mouth locked in place. While the wave of Celestia's second orgasm coursed through her, Twilight pushed her tongue up underneath her clit, raising it ever so slightly. Celestia's moaning voice increased in scale, reaching a pitch so high that any diamond dogs nearby might cover their ears and cry in pain.

For several minutes, Celestia's hips continued to push up as Twilight flexed her tongue at the proper intervals. Once her voice began to grow soft, Twilight relaxed her tongue and helped keep her fixed to the floor. She pulled herself up quickly across the messy open box, reaching for Celestia's right hoof and holding it within her own. Another hoof rubbed the top of her chest, rising and falling as her body fought to breathe properly. Celestia squeezed Twilight's hoof tightly while the waves of her orgasm continued to course through her. Twilight softly rubbed the front of her messy white coat, while various spasms continued to hit Celestia's body. Eventually, the rate of each twitch became less frequent, and Celestia's breathing reached a more comfortable level.

Twilight pulled herself over the princess, looking down into her shimmering eyes and smiling sweetly. She leaned down and kissed her lips softly, then kept their noses pressed together. “Happy birthday, princess.” Twilight whispered. Celestia moaned with her lips pressed together in response, as her hips rose in the air, riding out another “surprise” wave of orgasmic pleasure.

Suddenly, a magical pop rang out from behind Twilight, and she turned around to inspect it. Celestia had seen it as well out of the bottom of her eyes, but was too exhausted at the moment to lift her head and see what it was.

“Oh, Luna!” Twilight called out, while Celestia saw the head of her sister moving upwards in her vision. “If I knew you were still awake, I would have asked you to join us.”

“No need for apologies, Twilight.” Luna responded, her upper body now fully visible to Celestia. “I am merely here to see the aftermath. After all that commotion, I was curious to see how much she enjoyed your little gift.” Luna leaned in close to Celestia, a sultry look on her face. “Well? Did that not make the entire grueling day you suffered so very worth it?”

Celestia opened her mouth to respond, but all that followed was a mixed jumble of words. Luna closed her eyes and threw her head back in laughter.

“Twilight, look what you did! You broke my sister!” Luna teased, nudging the unicorn in the shoulder with a hoof.

Twilight laughed and held her hooves up against her chest. “I'm sorry! I'll get her moving again tomorrow, I promise.” Twilight leaned in and wrapped her hooves around Celestia's chin, barely lifting her head off the ground. “We'll just have to make sure she doesn't cum for a few days, so she doesn't hurt herself. Isn't that right princess?”

An inebriated smile formed on Celestia's face. Her long eyelashes fluttered as she gazed upon Twilight, making her blush slightly. Celestia, still too weak to move her face, pursed her white lips out towards Twilight. Twilight leaned in, and tenderly pressed her lips against Celestia's.

“I shall leave you two be then.” Luna muttered, as the two ponies broke the kiss and Twilight rested her head against Celestia's. The dark-coated alicorn turned to leave, but her hoof made contact with something wet and soggy. She looked down and saw that her front hoof had planted itself in a patch of cake that had splashed away from the two ponies during their fun. She leaned her nose towards it and sniffed. It naturally smelled of her sister's arousal, but she could also smell a bit of what she remembered to be Twilight's scent as well. Feeling curious, she opened her mouth and popped her hoof inside, sampling the taste of the two ponies mixed with banana cream cake.

“Oh my goodness!” Luna exclaimed as she let the taste linger on her tongue. “That is delightful!” Luna smacked her lips happily as she pranced towards the glass door to the balcony, her dark starlit tail slowly bouncing up and exposing her buttocks with each step she took.

Author's Note

Thanks to Karrakaz, RedRover, and Steel Quill for proofreading and editing. Special thanks to an artist friend of mine bri-sta for giving me the inspiration to come back to my original series, after it's been neglected for more than a year (geez, that's embarrassing). Shout out to Lexxi for idea collaboration.
Thank you all so much for continuing to read my stories while updates are at a crawl. Your comments and suggestions mean so much to me. Happy clopping!