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// Celestia 
// Story: Average human gets snuggled by magic horses 
// by TallBrew_CoffeePone 
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Allen didn’t know where he was going, and he didn’t care. He shivered as the frigid night air bit through his clothes as he walked, and debated going back to get his jacket but that would mean dealing with her again so he continued down the street. A mist of cold rain starts falling a few minutes into his walk, only serving to further his misery. ‘I really should’ve grabbed my jacket...’ Allen thinks. 

After what felt like forever Allen arrives at a small park, stopping to rest by a statue. He sits on the ground and leans against the pedestal, not even noticing the cold marble because of how numb he was. He started shivering a short while ago, and he couldn’t stop. His face and hands had lost all feeling, and his legs ached. He looked at the statue and smiled a little. The polished bronze statue of a winged unicorn had always been one of his favorites. He remembered the hours he’d spend sitting under it reading.

“Just...a short rest. Then I’ll keep going...” Allen says quietly to himself. He closes his eyes and starts to drift into unconsciousness.


— — — — —


Luna, Princess of the night, was humming quietly to herself as she strolled through the palace gardens. She’d just dismissed the court for the evening and was making her rounds through the castle. The winter air was crisp, a light dusting of snow was covering the statues and shrubbery, and the full moon was peaking through the clouds. 

Her peaceful night is interrupted by a bright glow coming from one of the garden statues. The princess readies a magic shield as a portal opens and a stranger hairless creature in soaking wet clothes falls out. When it doesn’t show any sign of moving Luna walks over to examine it. As far as she could tell it was alive, barely. Getting a closer look, it looked similar to the ‘humans’ she’d heard about from Twilight Sparkle. Based on what she’d heard she guessed it was a he, and that he was a young adult. She nudges him with her magic and he lets out a quiet grown. 

“No...” the creature mumbles out, his voice weak. 

Luna gently picks him up and heads inside. She uses her magic to send a message to the guards and her sister to inform them about what’s happened and heads to one of the guest rooms. As she’s setting him on the bed Celestia teleports in, still wearing her nightgown. 

“What in Tartarus happened?” Celestia asks her sister, while she checks on the human. “Who is that?”

Luna sighs. “He’s a human. A portal opened in the garden, and he fell out of it.” 

Celestia nods and looks at the figure on the bed. “Do you think he’ll be ok?”

Luna nods. “He’s suffering from hypothermia,” she says as she starts to remove his wet clothes. “We need to keep him wa-“ she pauses as she gets his shirt off, revealing dozens of scratches and cuts on his chest and back, some were scared over, others were almost completely healed, and a few were still fresh, only recent scabbed over. 

“Oh, Faust...” Celestia says. “What happened to him?”

Luna winces a bit at the sight but keeps working. “We can worry about that later, right now he needs to get warmed up and to rest.” She says and wraps him in a blanket once he’s dry. “One of us should keep an eye on him, just in case.” 

Celestia nods. “I’ll do it, you still have your duties and I’m already awake.” 

Luna nods and heads into the hallway, continuing her rounds through the castle. Celestia, meanwhile, looks at the human and lays on the bed next to him hoping to speed up the warming process with some snuggling.


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Allen felt miserable. He didn’t know how long he had been out but everything felt sore. His eyes felt heavy as he tried to open them. A small bit of panic arose as the first thing he saw was a blob of white. He tried to move whatever it was and was surprised to find it was soft and warm. It felt like fur? Maybe feathers? Either way it was fluffy. If he had to guess someone had found him and wrapped him in a blanket, or he was dead and in his own fluffy paradise.

“Finally awake, Hmm?” A woman’s voice says from somewhere beyond the fluff. 

“Huh, where am I? Who are you?” He asks, his voice slightly muffled by the soft thing around him. 

“My name is Celestia, and you’re in one of my palaces guest rooms.” The woman says. “My sister found you in the garden, half-frozen.”

“Palace...no palaces where I live...is this heaven? Am I dead?” Allen asks. 

“No, you’re not dead. I’m not sure how you ended up here, but I can safely say you’re still alive.” Celestia says and moves her wings a bit so she and Allen can get a better look at each other. 

Allen is only mildly surprised to find that he’s being snuggled by an eight-foot-tall anthropomorphic winged horsewoman. “This...has to be a dream...” he says and yawns. 

Celestia smiles at him. “Get some rest human. I promise I’ll explain everything later.” 

Allen is too tired to argue. He closes his eyes as Celestia moves her wings back into position and turns over a bit so his face is resting on her chest, buried in the fluff. As he relaxes he feels a hand gently rubbing his back and he can faintly hear the thumping of Celestia's’ heartbeat. He yawns one final time and falls asleep with a smile on his face.

— — — —

Luna finishes up the last dream of the night and goes to get Celestia, it was almost time for the sun to come up. She slowly opens the door to the room her sister and the human were in, and sees the two of them cuddling. Smiling, she backs out of the room and silently shuts the door. She could raise the sun herself, let her sister and the human rest for now.