//------------------------------// // Years Later: Twilight's big day // Story: Of manes, wings and princesses // by Midday Shine //------------------------------// “There, all done.” Celestia smoothed out the last feathers on the tips of Twilight’s freshly grown wings. “You really look like a princess now.” “Thank you. I don’t know what I would have done without your help.” Celestia smiled. “I seem to remember a time when you ran away from my help as fast as you could,” she remarked with a hint of gentle teasing. Twilight laughed somewhat uneasily. “Ye-es… I was weird as a child, wasn’t I?” “Don’t be so hard on yourself, Twilight; I know I was an unbearable perfectionist…” “You still are one,” Luna quipped, hiding behind a spell shield, and magically arranging her mane and feathers at the same time. “And I swear to the memory of our parents: you just try to touch my mane or my wings today, and I shall not rest until I find a way to send you to the sun.” “If you really want to return to the moon, then go ahead,” Celestia retorted. In response, Luna stuck her tongue out. Cadance, sitting at a dressing table in one corner of the chamber, rolled her eyes and sighed. “Here we go again,” she muttered. “Really? Today is Twilight’s big day. Can’t you put your quarrels off at least until all the ceremonies are over?” Celestia and Luna exchanged glances, and after a while, began to laugh. “I assure you, Cadenza,” Luna said at last, “that until we begin to throw spells at each other, our arguments are completely harmless.” Cadance raised one eyebrow, but before she could say anything, there was a knock on the door. “Your Highnesses,” one of Celestia’s personal maids peered inside, “only half an hour is left.” “Thank you, Sunlit Charm.” Celestia nodded and got up from the rug, on which she’d been sitting with her student. “Luna, Cadance, we’ll see one another in the ballroom, in a quarter. Twilight, do you remember the plan of the ceremony?” “A speech, the big entrance, putting on the crown, presentation to the rest of Equestria,” Twilight listed in one breath. Her teacher smiled proudly and gently nuzzled her cheek. “Then see you in a little over half an hour… Princess Twilight.”