Purple and Gold
by Arn
There He sat, the creator of all things.
He sat by the gate to paradise personally, greeting each soldiers as they came in, every soldier holding hands with another.
He’d greet one, then say to both "Well done!” On occasion there would be only one, alone. He would sigh.”You did all that you could do. Go! Return for the next assignment.”
That day, as one of the Valkyrie sent to collect the soldiers and ease them into the transition, it was Celestia’s turn to sit beside the creator and greet the resent charges she had brought to the gate that day. Though the creator of all things(space and time and everything) was perfect and innocent (and did everything splendidly while one watched in amazement of his grace and wisdom) He liked to have his free will creature observe all that he did as He did it.
When they were of the age to understand the goings on, he called them to him to know their perspective. He, the creator, knew his creations wanted to spend time just with him and he wanted to spend time with them, special times for them like this, just with Him.
Celestia knew the feeling, that longing. The longing she had to see"her" again.
At first Celestia thought He wouldn't want her anywhere near Him.
”But don’t you feel the same about me?”she nodded.”I feel the same way you do toward you sister, at certain creations of mine. Like Nebuchadnezzar....."
That had been a trip. She had had to bring judgment on him. Not fun at all.
“Being with me a little does take away the bitter tang you feel everyday about your sister, does it not?”Then he placed his hand over her forehead, she could qctualy feel it, a tangible forgiveness.
Could she do it when her sister returned?Would her sister forgive her?
First time she and Luna met the creator, it was before she banished her sitter, she was so arrogant…and in front of all. He had seized creation in his hand then pushed the sun around with his little finger, all the while reminding Celestia that she had duties to perform for him, she was procrastinating, while his angels stood around grinning or hugging the guards. Luna was so excited. She enjoyed the time off moving the moon around the sky and bounced up and down like a filli, asking him questions that he was more than willing to answer.
Today, Celestia wore a decorative chain around her neck as a sign of authority(it said this is somebody!)but she also wore her saddle bags, this was fine. These gave her that WWI look , they implied that “just came from the battlefield, out of the showers, but I will be comfortable in my familiars.I don’t care what anyone thinks my superiors don’t mind!”But the joy she had with the creator that day was tempered, furtive.She kept glancing at him uncomfortably.
As the day ended, all her soldiers were gathered in. Celestia said her greetings to him in embraces and nuzzles and then turned to leave.
“Celestia….”he said crossing his hands in front of his face.
“What is in your saddle bag….”she turned, crestfallen her hair hung like limp seaweed. It was no use. She opened up her saddlebag and floated toward him, a child, a baby. Like a newborn, only by its purple color, obviously, a fetus. He took the child on his lap.
”Hello little one! I was waiting for you…show me your hands and feet…ha, ha that’s it stretch them for me.”
”Its not far.” the creator didn't look up as Celestia said this.
”They treat their soldiers like scum and their children like trash! She could have had a wonderful life…even if they didn't want her somebody else would have had such a child! I was going, turning to leave, after I had finished a difficult gathering, but a nurse saw me..the tears on her checks,she grabbed me! She shouldn't have been able to glab me! She grabbed me by the horn, bent down my head and glared me in the eyes!
She begged earnestly for me to take her, this child, as she picked her out of a closed red can,the trash ,and shoved her into my hooves…how could I say no…?
So many, so very, very many! She was the only one gasping for air! I was going to take her with me and be sure she would be happy, so very happy! It’s not fair.” Celestia began to cry. Celest raised her head dumbfounded her crying ceased and she looked in amazement. Being held in front of her was a beautiful baby purple unicorn filly with a pink stripe in her main!
“Celestia.”He said as she nuzzled the baby.
”You must understand, if you had not done this then the child would still have come to you. As it is, there must be made exchange, one for one.”As His words sunk into her head she began to understand the enormity of what she had done.
”Never the less, you will meet her again and have a major influence on her life! She will save your kingdom and rise to great heights. Two angles dressed as soldiers appeared,” This one will take her two her new parents. Celestia gently nuzzled the child, then gave it to the angel who flew away. She felt so glad.
” This one...” -he pointed to the other angel dressed as a dough-boy-”will take you to unicorn baby gold maned, unloved, a little colt, abandoned by his parents.”
“I hardly think that is possible! We have much love in Equestria.” she said surprised.
”I know I see it; this one must be witness of it.
Do not seek them out for justice! They will answer to me!
When you have the colt, you are to hand over custody as ruler. I will ensure that the child is raised in a loving household.”He said.
"But the human world is cruel how can I dare have one of my subjects live there!"she asked
"I will be sure, as a human, he is placed in a family that is committed to loves him.Through difficult trails he will pass but that commitment will protect him always."He said.
"Go now.You have duties to perform."He smiled and placed his hand on her forehead, it would never get old. Celestia then departed with the angel in tow.They arrived in Canterlot,it was night, and found the colt, just as He had said abandoned in an alley. The more tragic!It had just been born. Had no one heard his cries as they echoed the abandoned streets? Moved she attempted to embrace the colt.The angel flew betwixt her and the colt.
"No your magesty!"he cried.
"If you were to pick him up, he would become your heir by law."She swallowed.
He was right.Then it occurred to her, yes.The filli would return to her. Why?She had picked her up. She had made her an heir! She bit her lower lip.
"Your majesty you need to focus."said the angle.
"We know it 'will' all work out but there are urgent issue of the 'now'."he turned to the colt.
"Right now, the baby is crying. We need to do this quickly."She looked again at the angel.
"This precious subject of yours, do you surrender custody of him?" She looked at the child.
"I do."she said.
"May I pick the colt up?"He asked in a ready possition. She nodded.He quickly swooped down and picked up the colt. Soon the colt was cooing.
"With your permission may we have leave?"he asked.
"I charge you with the protection and guidance of this child.Do you agree?"Celestia wanted dearly to bless the child but started with a last bit of legalese.
"Aye!"said the angel.
"Go with my blessing." Celestia said.With that the angle departed.She looked on for a long time, everything swirled and troubled tumbled through her mind. Then she remembered.
"Silly thing!"she said of herself."I have to raise the sun!"