//------------------------------// // Celly's First Christmas // Story: My Little Celestia // by StarGuardian //------------------------------// It was the dead of night and the entire house was quiet. Or at least it was until there was a soft plomp from Celestia's room. Please tell me this is NOT what I think it is. The sound was immediately followed by the weak flapping of wings. There was a moment of silence followed by the sound of the filly alicorn falling onto her pillow. I continued to pray that this was all just a dream as the door to to her room, which was already ajar, opened more with a loud creak. It wasn't until I heard another series of wings flapping that I accepted the reality of my situation. I could feel the covers move as Celestia climbed on and over to where I had tried to sleep. *poke* Her hoof was like ice, I tried to ignore it and hope that she would just go back to sleep, but she began to poke me repeatedly and with increasing strength. She continued this until I couldn't take it anymore. "Celestia, please go back to sleep." I quietly whispered to her, only to have her shake her head in response and continue the onslaught of poking. Having reached my limit, I pulled her under the covers and held her close to my chest. She knew what I was up to and immediately began to squirm her way out from under the covers. "Okay Celestia, you win. What do you want to do?" I sighed having been defeated by the infant. "Cwis cwis! Cwis cwis!" She cheered happily, eager to celebrate the holiday. The light from my phone hurt my eyes as I saw it was 3AM. "Celestia, can't Christmas wait until 6AM?" I pleaded to the wide awake filly. I sighed as she adamantly shook her head again. "How about this? If I give you one present now and we open the rest at 6AM?" She mulled this over and much to my delight she nodded then held out her hooves. I fumbled over to my closet and removed a small white sweatshirt with a picture of the sun on it. I had gotten it especially for Celestia and it was a good fit, if not a little too big. The white alicorn seemed excited as she looked at me expectantly for more. "No Celestia, we had an agreement." I sighed as I crawled under the covers. Determined to get more gifts she tried to use the oldest trick in the book, the puppy dog eyes. I simply ignored it and crawled back under the covers, She tried whimpering to draw my attention away from sleep, but was unsuccessful. She crawled over to face me, to which I promptly rolled over to avoid her gaze. She tried again only to have the same thing happen. I awaited her third attempt but it didn't come. In the silence I could hear Celestia getting ready to cry, if she began to cry I would NEVER get any sleep so I rolled over and put my hand on her face. I immediately felt like a jerk, she was freezing cold and had begun to shiver. I gently lifted the covers which the filly immediately crawled under and into my arms. She snuggled up to me as best she could and quietly fell asleep. I smiled gently as I pulled Celestia close to me and fell asleep as well. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I awoke a few hours later to a squirming filly in my arms, I let Celestia out from under the covers as I took a look at my phone. 6:30. At least she let me sleep in. "Cwis cwis?" She looked at me hopefully. "Yes Celestia, it's time to open presents." The little alicorn cheered as I scooped her up and carried her over to the living room where the christmas tree awaited. It wasn't the prettiest tree, mostly because it had been in the family for 25 years, most of the fake pine needles had fallen off, there were plenty of bare spots, several of the branches were broken, and it still had a faint scent of the coffee my dad spilled on it a few years back. Celestia payed this no mind as her eyes scanned the pile of multicolored gifts trying to find the biggest one to open first. An evil look flashed in my eyes as I remembered an old christmas tradition my family had. I quietly removed one of the stick on bows from a nearby gift and quickly stuck it on on Celestia's forehead. This surprised her and she slowly removed the bow from her head before flashing an evil grin. A second later the bow was on my knee. She squealed with laughter as her revenge was complete. I removed another bow and stuck it on her hoof this time, it was that action that declared war. The two of us were removing all of the bows and sticking them on each other as quickly as we could. The presents were completely ignored as the bows went flying. After a good 30 minutes of fighting, the two of us, completely spent, stopped to take a break. It was then we actually got a good look at each other and began to howl with laughter at how ridiculous we looked. It took a minute before we caught our breaths, then I handed Celestia a present. She tore through the wrapping paper like it was wet toilet paper and looked at the gift with confusion. It was a picture book, once I showed her how to open it, she immediately forgot about the other presents and looked only at the pictures. I was actually surprised at how quickly I got to open my first present. It was the third volume of Jing King of Bandits, I had been looking for this book for a while and was happy that I finally got it. I took a look back at Celestia who was still engrossed in her book, her horn flashed for a second as the page turned by itself. I quickly dismissed it as some of the weirdness that goes on around here. After I opened up a few more gifts I felt a tug on my shirt. I looked down to see Celestia eagerly awaiting another present. I handed her a few more which she opened immediately. There were a variety of outfits made especially for her, courtesy of Sabrina, and she seemed extremely happy to have them. Except, now I have to teach her what clothes are, because right now she's using them as a bed. After all the gifts were open we sat down to examine what exactly we'd all gotten. I'd gotten mostly clothes with a few books, Celestia on the other hand had several little pony figurines, almost an entire wardrobe, and a few picture books which she seemed to favor. "Want some hot chocolate?" I offered as I stood up. The white alicorn nodded furiously with a giant grin on her face. Normally I'd have been worried offering something that wasn't human chocolate, but she'd already downed one cup of it while my back was turned and since nothing bad came of it we guessed that chocolate was okay for her. I quickly made the cocoa and was about to return when there was a bright flash from the living room. I hurried in there and spotted something odd. Celestia was hugging an old, dirty, pony doll which looked like it had seen better days. Its mane was made of string one of the button eyes looked like it was falling off. There was a feather and tiny notepad nearby I contemplated taking it away from her and throwing it away, but she just seemed so happy with it. But there was one thing I couldn't figure out, where had it come from? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Big Mac's room was being torn to pieces as the stallion looked desperately for his treasured Smarty Pants doll. It wasn't in its secret hiding place, and he was the only one in the house that knew about it. He would continue to search for it fruitlessly for a few more hours until a certain princess of the night would arrive, with a purple unicorn in tow.