Princess Chrysalis watched as her wife slept in her large, plush bed, her fluffy pink body raising and lowering slowly with regular breaths that held no trace of the peppy energy that the mare usually displayed. The black hoof that raised to press into the light fluff felt the softness even through the hard layer of chitin, making it exceptionally difficult even after all these years to not just jump into the bed herself and snuggle the night away.
Unfortunately, the changeling was not permitted to do that by her lunar nature, and had the Night Court in a few hours. But during the time being, she had a little something else she would like to go to so that would help curb those irritating thoughts...
Heavy music pulsed through Chrysalis’s ears as she trotted down the dark stairway into the night club below the cheeky music shop that lay on the surface. Multicoloured lights streamed under the basement door to light the hall as the changeling approached, a light scent of sweat and alcohol seeped in, giving her a sense of anticipation as she grabbed the door handle with her magic and turned it.
Bracing herself a bit, the Princess then pushed the door open, a flood of blaring music, a cacophony of rainbow lights, and a mix of sweaty scents slamming into her, making her feel truly alive in a way that the sterile and sparse halls of the Canterlot Palace couldn’t. Adding to the disparity was the densely packed space of the dance floor, many of the lights of the room coming from the floor itself, tiled with glowing lights of all different colours that filled the room with colour even more that the few disco balls hanging from the ceiling did.
She quickly headed inside, the deafening music preventing her from hearing the door close behind her as she went forward into the thick mob of ponies and changelings that were too engrossed in their energetic dancing to notice the royal presence. She was thankful for that, as she didn’t want anyone groveling at her hooves for their ‘disrespectful culture’, even despite how most of those in places like these tend not to be so shallow.
Chrysalis pushed and weaved her way through the pack masses over to the bar, as being a little tipsy made this place all the more fun, though too drunk and she wouldn’t do too well in the Night Court to follow...
Although, perhaps that would be rather interesting? She didn’t have anything especially important in those meetings after all...
“Chryssi!” A voice shouted through the blasting sounds, breaking the changeling from her thoughts and wrenching her view to the bottle-laden counter near her and the large pony behind it.
“Celly!” The Princess called back as she reached the bar, her eyes caught on the stark white alicorn standing behind it, blacks and purples striping through her mane, fading through her wings, and piercing through her eyes, the various piercings across her nose, ears, and eyebrows along with the spiked bands wrapped around her neck and fetlocks only adding to the image.
“Been a while, hasn’t it?” Celestia remarked as she twirled a couple bottles about with her violet magic, preparing her friend’s usual drink, having remembered it from the previous occasional times they’ve met. “Haven’t been gettin’ into anything too nuts these days, yeah?”
Chrysalis chuckled lightly as she sat on one of the stools, replying with a volume still enough to be heard over the background blare, “Not too hectic, though it has been rather stressful as of late.”
The other mare scoffed and quipped back with mock annoyance, “Drop the formality, gal! You’re killin’ the mood!”
“Sorry,” The Princess apologized before slouching down in a very casual position, “I’m still pretty used to it.”
Celestia merely chuckled and waved it off. “So,” She started, then slammed a glass full of green ooze onto the bar table, “What’ve you been up to, bar all the royal crap?”
“And besides this, you mean?” The changeling asked while waving a hoof to her surrounding environment.
“You don’t get out that much, do you?” The alicorn observed, making her friend smile sheepishly in a mixture of shame and disappointment while grabbing her drink with her magic. “Eh, it’s a’ight,” She waved it off again, “You’ve already spoken at length about how stressful it is up there.”
Chrysalis smirked and rolled her eyes at the teasing, though sighed in slight exasperation and replied, “Yeah, it’s just with everything going on, it gets really hard to have any free time.” She took a large gulp of the fluid before putting the half-empty glass back on the table. “Once I’m done with this stuff though, I think I’ll have enough to make trips like these more regular.”
“Oh yeah?” Celestia replied with some excitement, but then drifted into a saucy smirk as she said, “Well, I was fixin’ to get some more of that thick plot of yours...”
The Princess blushed slightly and giggled a bit. “You’re just lucky I’m in an open relationship,” She replied slyly, taking in the rest of her drink to mellow herself out before standing up.
“Well, I’m gonna milk it for all it’s worth!” The pony exclaimed as the empty glass and some bits were placed on the counter as her friend rolled her eyes and trotted her way into the main floor to finally let loose after all this time kept in what felt like a stasis in the castle.