Celestia's Gift

Ah, Celestia's Curse. Of all of my Monsterverse stories, that one had proven to be surprisingly popular. Far more than I originally anticipated. I think that was due to me underestimating the popularity of the Celestia/Twilight ship more than anything. Sure, the strange little AU I created where Equestria was replaced with a more Egyptian certainly gave it a more distinct flare, but I believe the Twilestia ship helped more. The ship made it popular, the setting helped me keep it.

Reaction was strong enough to make me consider a second chapter. I have not forgotten my word, and indeed, all that is left of the next chapter is one more scene. I honestly have enough material as it is to publish it right now, but I feel like adding that last scene would be more fulfilling than having them separate. With a little luck, I should have it complete by the end of the weekend.

However, I should bring up a little something. Exploring this Egyptian Equestria was a strong idea among fans. I'd really like to make a full story where this setting is explored. The scope of this story is narrow, so I won't be getting into the world at large for this second chapter. Hints, yes, but not much. This is a story about Twilight and Celestia and will remain as such. If I ever do get this world fleshed out well enough, that will be placed in another story altogether. The issue is my brain works an odd way. I like to heavily research my material, and the problem is I only know so much about Ancient Egypt. Certainly not enough to base a story there; I strive for a certain degree of believably and accuracy. If I do flesh out this world, I'm going to need a little help. That's something for the future, and I'll talk about it a little more in the Author's Notes when I post the chapter.

That's catching all of my readers up on the state of the second chapter, brought to you by me and requested by popular demand (with a certain fetish, also by popular demand). Here is a snippet of the second chapter. Enjoy.

Cheers.

“I need to think.”

The goddess obeyed the unspoken order and waited, sitting on the edge of her own sarcophagus. A queen-goddess-pharaoh or whatever the hell Celestia was woke up in her presence. She was just shy of eight feet in height, was bare as the day she born—or perhaps created, now that she thought about the absurdity of the situation—and whose existence was literally erased from history. Twilight just couldn’t leave her in the campus lab. She also couldn’t take her home; she lived thirty miles away and there was no way of secretly smuggling a giant of a woman that far.

Her feet were moving. Was she pacing? Who cares. She had bigger problems to worry about. She needed to dispose of the linen wraps, put away the scrolls, and make it home. And seal a sarcophagus over a thousand pounds in weight. And find her spare set of clothes to cover her indecency. And come up with a story why she got through about seven scrolls so far when she should have gotten through at least double that.

‘No, don’t look at her. She is calming, yes, but your mind strays when you look at her. Bad Twilight.’

She would also have to come up with some thoughts on the tomb when asked, but that’s something that could be easily postponed. There was also the issue of Spike and wherever the hell he was. She had an inkling he was on a date. There was no telling when he’d get back, or if he’d already be waiting for her at home. She was a notorious insomniac, something Spike was well aware of, so chances were good he’d take his time coming home, knowing Twilight wasn’t going to be there either.

Getting through all of that and miraculously making it home without being seen, there was still the issue of what the hell she was going to do with a giant woman that followed her every command and told her to run as their bedroom door burst open under torchlight.

“Twilight!”

Comments

[Cave Johnson]

The fact that this story is not only getting continued, but is getting an update very soon makes me immeasurably happy. And a sneak peek? God bless you and your horse words, Journeyman.

[Journeyman]

4460963
Horse words for everyone! Co'mere, ghoul!

“We’re here. I think I need to sit down.” She tried to move from Celestia’s grasp but her knees immediately began to wobble. “And I think need a little help.”

Twilight squeaked as Celestia swept her into her arms and carried her like a blushing bride. Twilight owned several overstuffed armchairs for in case of light reading. The hearth burst into ruby flames to combat the chill of the night. How did she do that? Celestia set her down in a chair before kneeling next to the hearth herself, patiently awaiting Twilight’s command.

A goddess at her call...

Twilight dashed that line of thinking. Celestia was undoubtedly pleasing to the eye, but there were other thoughts to bring forward now that they were alone. ‘What was that witchcraft?’ was on the list, along with ‘What’s with my memories?’ and ‘I just let a stranger in my house.’

[Cave Johnson]

4468765 You, sir, are legendary. I can hardly wait for the next chapter.