Facing starvation in an endless winter, the young filly Celestia attempts to raise the sun... and finds a wonder that her cynical mind had never conceived.
After Celestia humiliates her at a dinner, Luna storms off and ends up snooping around in her sister's room. There, she stumbles upon the journal Celestia kept immediately after the banishment of Nightmare Moon.
Luna reread the graffiti, but it came no closer to making sense. “Princest Is Wincest,” it said. It was confusing enough to be offensive; did nopony spell correctly anymore? Perhaps Tia would be able to explain it.
Still trying to get my Pony chops back.
This is a short one-shot, probably not very good. There's also a reference in here that I hope somebody gets.
Done as practice for possible future longfics, so be sure to tell me how I screwed up (since, in all likelihood, I did screw up.)
Ob shit clear the dance floor. Luna is high ballin
Cel... just saying.
Now, I love this story. You get a like and a favorite, and not just for the help getting my story published.
Good job!
LOL No Equestrian bouncer would block an alicorn princess lol.