This story is a sequel to I Don't Want to Grow Up
Celestia was a filly living on an isolated farm with her sister and harboring dreams of greatness. Chrysalis was a black goo poured out from a screaming wound in the walls of reality, with a weak grasp on the appropriate amount of fangs one should have. Friendship was inevitable.
Image used with permission from miszasta
Editing by the wonderful Carabas and FanOfMostEverything
Pre-reading and suggestions by bloons3