//------------------------------// // That is...! // Story: Typical Morning // by ShadowArcher141 //------------------------------// Celestia, the sole ruler and dictator of the glorious kingdom of Cakeland, was enjoying the day off. She laughed as she leapt off the ice cream mountain and dived into the giant cake below, only to surface a moment later to take a huge bite. “Mhmm…” She chewed slowly, savoring the delicious strawberry and creamy flavor of the rich dessert. There was a soft wave of plattering, and soon a light rainfall fell upon the plane. Much to the princess’s delight, she found it to be chocolate rain! Everything was going just perfect. She could stay here forever and ever… Until she was interrupted by a small but definitely present purring noise, and her eyes shot open. She could recognize that sound anywhere. Parasprites. The demonic little pests have come to take her cake! Not on her watch… She gathered her energy, ready to unleased a flurry of spells. She had to rid of the insects before they can multiply. Then she saw one emerge from inside the cake she is currently swimming in. “Oh no.” The giant cake collapsed in upon itself, cake replaced by thousands and thousands of small colorful parasprite, and she fell into the swarm, deeper and deeper and deeper… Until she shot up from her bed. It was just a dream. Celestia couldn’t decide if she was laugh or cry. Maybe both. She briefly considered returning to sleep, but decided that it was too sunny for an extra nap. Her mind stuttered as she comprehended that it was sunny outside. The sun was already up. She was late…? She stared outside for several moments, slightly confused. Maybe it was Twilight? No matter. Raising the sun a few minutes early couldn’t possible have any catastrophic effects, could it? No, of course not. An out-of-control star in the sky is no reason for mass panic. As she exited her bedroom and headed towards the royal kitchens, Celestia couldn’t help but notice more than just a few strange looks from the servants and guards. Okay, maybe there was reasons for panic. “Is something the matter, my little pony?” She asked the nearest guard. “Heh… No! Of course not, your highness.” The guard stuttered, obviously not telling the truth. She raised an eyebrow in mock exasperation. He grinned nervously and shuddered slightly. “Very well.” She sighed as she moved onwards, more concerned with getting her morning coffee. She’ll deal with whatever problems that arose afterwards. “Tia! Good morning...” Luna called as she entered the dining hall. “Uh… Nice… makeup! Heh heh.” “Morning.” Celestia replied absentmindedly. “Wait. Makeup?” She immediately looked for a reflective surface, and pulled up the nearest silver plate, and gazed upon an abomination of a creature. Her face was a mess of ink. Someone must have tried to draw a mustache and monocle and screwed up twice. She could swear she could hear laughter outside the dining hall now. Celestia silently facehoofed. Luna snickered quietly. “You did this to me, didn’t you?” She said at last. Luna burst out laughing. “Welp. I’ll be getting my coffee now. Sleep well, Luna.” She muttered, starting for the kitchen. “Oh!” Luna gasped, seemingly to have recalled something. “Wait, did I…? Silly me.” Celestia looked back, taking note of her sister staring at her coffee. Then she took note of the several empty cups that littered the tabletop. Then she noticed how one of them had a sun insignia label on it. Celestia gasped and shot up from her bed, covered in cold sweat. It was just a dream. Another one? She took several deep breaths and pinched herself to make sure she was awake now. Was that a sign? No time to lose. Celestia hastily grabbed and hurled the sun to a random spot in the sky, ignoring all the care she would have taken in previous days, before taking off for the kitchen. She gathered many strange looks, but judgement be damned, her coffee was at stake! Surely that was more important than how the sun rises. She burst into the kitchen and witnessed the crime of the century. Luna was indeed drinking her coffee. “YOU!” Celestia shouted, catching Luna spewing out her coffee in laughter. “HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME?!” “Pfff!” Luna burst into tears. “Oh, heavens above… That look on your face… Simply priceless!” “UNDO YOUR CRIMES OR ELSE.” Her voice echoed throughout the palace. “In that case, sister, I think I’ll take ‘or else’.” Luna stuck out her tongue, and teleported away. Celestia’s eyes twitched. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Celestia slowly sipped the mug of coffee. “So that was my morning.” “Wow! Heh… Certainly… interesting!” Twilight struggled to keep a straight face. Celestia frowned at her student’s response to her lament, to which she smiled nervously back. She growled, but didn’t say anything. “Um, princess?” She giggled and pointed to a spot by her muzzle. “You may have a little something… here.” Celestia felt her face, but didn’t feel anything abnormal. Then she recalled her dream and those horrible drawings. She slowly turned to a nearby mirror. “Dammit Luna.” She muttered under her breath. “You are so going to be banished…” “Would you like a towel, princess?” Twilight offered, still suppressing a laugh. Celestia sulked, taking another sip. “Princess?” “Yes, please.”