by JKinsley
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“Help!” Twilight shouted as she galloped into her throne room.
One by one, her friends looked up from reading or playing games and shot her a puzzled look.
“Help?” Rarity asked. “Whatever do you need help with?”
“Cel- Cele- Celestia—” Twilight stammered with sweat running down her brow. She looked from side to side, eyes bouncing all around.
“Is she in trouble?” Rainbow hopped into the air.
“N-no, sh-she ju-just-”
“Jest what?”
“Pro—”
“Prompted an unwarranted panic attack?” Pinkie offered.
“Prop—”
“Propped up a villainous dictator in a remote village with the intent of overthrowing all the other princesses and once again ruling Equestria alone with her prized protege just like old times?” Starlight smiled cheerfully.
With the exception of Twilight’s continued nervous stammering, she received nothing but dirty looks.
“Oh, lighten up. That was funny and you know it.” She pouted.
“Celestia proposed to me!” Twilight finally shouted.
Cheers went around the room and everyone moved in to hug her.
“You need help planning the wedding! Gotcha!” said Pinkie.
Twilight looked dumbfounded. “Well, yes, but that’s not why I’m panicking! I didn’t even know Celestia and I were dating!”
Many deadpanned stares followed her statement.
“Why are you all looking at me like I’m clueless?”
Applejack coughed lightly. “Well, ya are.”
“You didn’t think twice about Celestia stopping by week after week with a armful of beautiful flowers, filled with lilacs, lilies, and roses?” asked Rarity. “All matched to either her colors or yours? And all of your favorites?”
“Or that she started dotting all of the i’s in her letters with little hearts?” asked Spike, retching slightly.
“Or that she took you on a picnic on top of a hill late one evening and brought a telescope?” asked Fluttershy. “And then wrapped you in her wings and...”
Twilight started blushing brightly. “When you put it like that....”
“Or when she invited you to the Wonderbolts show with seats in her personal skybox, when you have your own?” asked Rainbow.
“Or these headlines?” asked Starlight, holding up several newspapers with headlines like “Latest Royal Couple Sighting!” and “When Will They Announce Their Engagement?”
“Or that giant multilayered cake that Celestia ordered from Sugar Cube Corner that has both of you in beautiful wedding dresses?” Pinkie asked.
Twilight blushed an even deeper shade of red.
“Oh wait, that order just came in this morning...”
Applejack rested a hoof on Twilight’s shoulders. “Look, Twi, we love ya, and clearly Celestia does too. Question is how you feel about her.”
“I thought I out-grew my fillyhood crush,” Twilight mumbled to the ground. She raised her voice and her head, “But I do love her. I’ve always loved her.”
“Then there’s no problem!” Rainbow said.
“Slight problem, perhaps.” Rarity interrupted. “Twilight, dear, what did you say when she asked you to marry her?”
Twilight’s blush drained in record time. “I... I didn’t! Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!”
Rarity tsked. “That would be something we need to take care of right away. Allons-y!”
A short train ride later—with plenty of hoofholding and cooed reassurances that everything would be alright from Fluttershy and Rarity—Twilight was mercilessly shoved into the solarium at Canterlot Castle.
“Twilight!” Celestia exclaimed. “You, you ran away so fast, I didn’t know what to think...”
“Yes!” Twilight said, dashing up to her beloved and wrapping her in a tight hug. “Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!”
And the newly betrothed princesses kissed.