//------------------------------// // We Need A Better Acronym // Story: M.O.P. (Mothers Of Patience) // by Inferno demon Dash //------------------------------// Twilight Velvet couldn't have picked a worst time to try to bring forth another of her crazy, and frankly dangerous ideas, if she tried. A piece of lettuce was near Celestia's open mouth, obviously about to be eaten when her dear friend had suddenly barged into the castle's throne room and shoved a official looking piece of paper in her face, completely ignoring the four spears held near Velvet's neck as Celestia sighed and put down the plastic fork held in her magic with a loud sigh. It was going to be one of those days. Her small salad snack forgotten and with a mere wave of her hoof, the guards took back their spears and returned to their positions as Celestia glanced at her friend who was panting, a roll of sweat running down her forehead and was smiling as though she just won the lottery before Celestia with another sigh grasped the paper in her own magic and read it. To all married and single mothers. Tired of having no one to talk to or interact with in your day to day struggle of raising your children? Hoping to be apart of more with other females who may share similar interest and be a friend to you? Then feel free to come to our group, Mothers Of Patience, and allow yourself the opportunity to relax among friends. Meetings every two weeks on Wednesday from six p.m. to nine, refreshments provided. All females regardless of species are welcomed. Address at- Celestia stopped reading as she knew exactly where her friend lived and raised an eyebrow, she had to admit it was very nicely worded and was sure to catch an eye or two, though it did worry her that Velvet was blandly giving away her address to who knows what or who and how she would be able to cover the cost of food and drink but Celestia assumed that this may have been the reason Twilight Velvet came to her to begin with. "Mothers of patience? Is sounds like a cult...you're not trying to start a cult again, are you Velvet?" Celestia asked in a tone that one would argue was concern but knowing the nature of the relationship the two shared, Celestia was merely joking. Twilight Velvet gave her friend a bemused look as Celestia looked over the paper to her and rolled her eyes. "I told you, that wasn't a cult. It just went a little...hectic." She muttered with a nervous chuckle causing Celestia to give her a blank stare. "Pinkie Pie was passing out pamphlets and wearing a terrifying looking robe saying to those walking near "It gets better when you accept it." which scared half of Canterlot and Luna. She almost went to fetch her axe, thinking a monster was attacking the city from the screams being heard." Celestia argued causing Velvet to facehoof herself and groan. "I told her to tell them that there were free samples of apples and more information inside the house when we started the charity fund for orphans. How was I supposed to know she was going to...well, be Pinkie?" Velvet countered with a huff causing Celestia to grin and shake her head. "And what if there are too many mares to keep in your house? Or if one turns out to be a thief or worse, a mass murderer?" Celestia spoke calmly but Velvet knew her friend well enough to know when she was already over analyzing, a trait Twilight no doubt picked up from her, go figure. "Tia, you and I both know you placed an extremely powerful, invisible barrier around my house that could not only instantly dispel illusions, such as the Changelings, but could also warn any member of the family in the house if something was amiss. As for the amount of room...well, once you join as Sunny Skies I'm sure they'll be no real issues of finding a bigger place with our connections if it comes to that." Velvet stated with a smirk as Celestia felt her brow creased in confusion. "Sunny...Twilight Velvet, you can't possibly think I'd have the time or energy with ruling half of Equestria to bother being around you and a bunch of other unknown mares, do you? I-" "Celestia you need a break, you told me so yourself last week. You get off of Day Court at five to eat dinner, finish some documents and then go to bed before Luna takes over. There was a reason I picked six at night and Wednesday, because those are both your slowest day of the week and you don't have as much paperwork as you normally do. You even bragged about it, constantly. So I'd figure that one of my best friends wouldn't mind taking some time out of her busy schedule to be as the ad says, among friends." Velvet spoke almost desperately, doing a cute pout that would put even Fluttershy to shame and nearly breaking down any resistance or excuse that Celestia had. "You can eat dinner after you get off, finish the really important papers after which should take you about twenty minutes max and walk, fly or teleport over before any of the other potential guest show up. Then you wake up, raise the sun and finish the other half of your work later while eating a light breakfast before Day Court even starts. I say light because to be completely honest Tia, you're looking a little-" Celestia magically closed Velvet's mouth with a glare that could melt steel before she dared finished her sentence. With another through look at the ad, she looked at her friend still attempting to do her best impression of a puppy and sighed loudly, already feeling so drained just considering it before releasing her mouth as the unicorn took a large inhale of rich oxygen. There were worst ways to meet other mothers, she supposed and more friends that didn't see her as a monarch or worst, a goddess but only as a long lived mortal were always a bonus, she might even actually find something in common if she tried and had fun knowing with a bit of guilt that she would have to lie and appear as a normal, hard working unicorn mare among others that joined so she wouldn't be discovered as the adopted mother to the lone dragon in Ponyville. "What's my backstory?" Celestia asked softly with a groan, watching as Twilight Velvet did a visible hoof pump in victory complete with a shout of glee making the thousand year old mother and ruler whine like a filly as she closed her eyes and rubbed the sides of her temple with the tip of her hooves, already feeling a headache coming on. Yep, it was definitely going to be one of those days.