Facing Changes Chapter IX Preview: Momlestia Alert · 8:59pm Apr 17th, 2014
I'm about halfway done with the next chapter of Facing Changes, and I've decided to give you guys a sneak peek at what's gonna happen. This snippet features Devin, Celestia, and her advisor Kibitz (from the comics). There's probably gonna be some typos in the scene since I haven't proofread it yet, but fuck it, here ya go!
It was two in the afternoon, and I had just finished eating lunch in the dining hall. With my hunger satisfied, I left the dining hall and headed back to my room, humming to myself as I walked. Once I rounded a corner, however, I started to hear voices coming from a nearby room.
Celestia’s throne room.
I decided that it wouldn’t hurt to at least peek into the room to see what was going on.
The room had three entrances: the main entrance, the entrance on the left wall, and the entrance on the right wall. I was behind the left entrance, peering in to make sure that Celestia was free before I entered, lest I interrupt something important.
She was sitting on her throne with Kibitz by her side, rubbing her temples with her fingers.
“So that’s the last political visitor for the day, Princess,” said the advisor.
“Are we through yet, Kibitz?” she asked exhaustedly. “I just got home from my honeymoon, and you’ve had me doing all this work for four hours. I’d really like some time to unwind.”
“Well, you’re in luck. From the look of things, it seems we’re done for the day. You don’t have any other duties to perform until tomorrow.”
Celestia let out a long sigh of relief as she slouched in her chair. “Oh, thank heavens!”
“P-P-Princess!” the stallion stuttered. “Please sit up! Such poor posture is unbecoming of a pony of your-”
“You’re dismissed, Kibitz,” Celestia interrupted with the wave of a hand, not even opening her eyes to look at him.
“Yes, Princess,” the stallion said with a sigh as he left the throne room through the main entrance.
With Kibitz gone, I began to open the door, only to stop the moment I heard a loud slamming sound.
“Princess Celestia!” a loud, deep voice yelled.
The princess in question was immediately woken up from her short nap, and saw a tall, middle-aged stallion storm his way into the room. His coat was a pale brown color, and he had a short, white mane that was done up in a distinguished hairstyle.
I use the term “distinguished” loosely.
“Wha?” Celestia said tiredly as her eyes tried to focus on her sudden “guest”. “Ah, Prime Luxury,” she said, trying not to sound tired. “Do you need something?”
“I’d like to have a word with you, Princess!” he declared loudly.
“Why all the loudness and hostility?” she asked, rubbing her ears. “Is there a problem?”
“You bet there’s a problem! I leave Equestria on foreign business for nearly a year, and I come back to find out that you’re married!?”
“Why are you so shocked?”
Prime gritted his teeth and looked at Celesta with anger in his eyes. “I, along with countless other stallions have offered to marry you, and you turned every single one of us down. We all assumed that you were looking for someone of even higher nobility, and instead you chose…him!”
I listened silently. I had no idea about this; while Celesta was dating Dad, she was turning down marriage proposals left and right. She obviously didn’t tell anypony about their relationship until Dad proposed.
Not that I could blame her.
“To make such a rash decision,” Prime continued, “It’s unheard of!”
Celestia took a moment to breathe and looked down at the angry stallion with a calm expression. “My decision to marry my husband was not rash. We had been in a steady relationship for over a year before we decided to take the next step. Nobility matters nothing to me, Prime. All these years, I have turned down many a suitor because I didn’t see anything beyond their riches and glamor. I’m sorry that you don’t agree with my decision, but to be frank, who I choose to marry is my business and my business alone.”
Prime, rather than accepting Celestia’s explanation, decided to keep pushing.
“There are other things to consider besides yourself, Princess!” he argued. “You have to think about the sanctity of the royal bloodline!”
“Sanctity?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Exactly! Instead of choosing to marry a noble, you chose to marry a mere commoner instead, and he had a child on top of that! And as if that wasn’t bad enough, they aren’t even ponies. You had no regard for class standards, and as a result, you’ve tainted the royal bloodline! The mere idea of marrying a common human and having to help raise his son is preposterous! They aren’t worthy of being royals, and your husband does not deserve to have you as a wife!”
I felt my blood begin to boil, and I clenched my fist in anger. I was ready to tear that old bastard a new one, but then I looked at Celestia.
She had gotten up from her throne, and she was just standing there with her eyes closed, but when they opened… I was surprised, shocked, and scared at what laid within them.
Fury.
It's about to get real up in this bitch!
I really can't wait to get this chapter done! You guys are gonna love it (at least I hope...). There's gonna be some serious Momlestia in this chapter!
Ha!
I'm looking forward to some good ol' fashioned Nobility beatdown!
Get writing, I'll update TCIM after you update this...so no pressure or anything
So excited to see how this plays out xD , and my god it was one thing to insult Celestia, but to insult her husband and son and say they are worthless. I think even the sun will be more pleasant than what she is about to do Lol
Ohhhh shit Celestia 's gonna bring the fucking sun down on that pathetic noble
I've got to admit that, based on this clip, this is going to be one of, if not the best chapter of the story yet.
oooooh snap son somepony is about to get their flank kicked!
Mr. Popo, if you would?
That noble's gonna get pimp slapped.
In the short time I knew Prime, only one thing to say...
I want to shoot the back-humped, pencil-pricked, two-square, dick-flopping, own motherfucking, noble-supremacist, racist asshole son of a bitch mike foxtrot in the face with ten thirty round magazines filled with 7.62x104mm Raufoss Mk. 211 cartridges. Using the customized AKS-74M I inherited from my Spetznas father. Yes, I did chamber it in .308 calibre. That's how much I hate that курва (translated from Russian as: bitch, whore, prostitute, slut, skank, and rapist, all at the same time. Pronounced as: koor-vah)
I am really curious to see how this plays out.
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Well, I haven't caught up with TCIM yet since I'm reading it along with a few other fics, so I don't feel pressure at all.
Prime Luxury. ..
2020373
I love the amount of care Celestia has for Devin, at times I feel like it's more than her love for his father. Pity the pseudo-incest between Celestia and Devin was never accepted.
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I'm sorry!
I'm proofreading the chapter right now, though, so I hope that that'll make up for it.
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Nice XD
Just re-read this snippet...yeah, to the moon!