With Day Court cancelled and the embarrassing scene over with,Celestia told her sister of the experiment Twilight had conducted and how she's felt different ever since. She neglected to mention the embarrassing questions she asked, but nonetheless Luna understood the gist of it. Celestia now sat in the Royal Physician's office, with Luna tightly holding her hoof. Usually a routine checkup was a walk in the park for an alicorn, but the different things plaguing her senses set her nerves on edge. The smell of a sterile room, the sounds of the wall clock ticking, and the various tools and instruments throughout the room were overwhelming her senses in a manner she was unused to. Even the door opening to reveal the nurse coming in to check her vitals made her jump a bit, and every time she had jittered or shook had made her sister's look of concern deepen. "I don't mean to startle but, is there a chance Twilight's spell had backfired? She did hit you with a rogue spell, after all"
Celestia shook her head. "No, I ran a scan myself. I know for certain nothing affected me." Suddenly the door opened again, startling the alicorn.
"Good afternoon, Princesses!" An older unicorn stallion with a silver coat entered. His eyes were worn behind the glasses he donned on, and his beard had grey hairs peppered about with his mane not long behind. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" he began, looking over Celestia's charts for any physical abnormalities.
"My sister, Doctor Script." Luna spoke, clutching Celestia's hoof slightly tighter. "There seems to be an affliction causing her to... Well, I don't quite know how to describe it." She glanced into her sister's eyes. "It is like she is nervous around... well, everything."
"Please, call me Silver." he chuckled. "And when did this start?" The Doctor levitated over a tongue depressor and readied his stethoscope.
"Around a few days ago, Silver." Luna said.
"Thank you Luna," He said politely. "But I need to see these 'symptoms' you're talking about." Turning back to his patient, the Doctor readied the depressor. "Say 'aah'."
Glancing at the wooden instrument as if it was an animal out to kill her, Celestia flinched and shook her head. the grip on Luna's hoof became tighter.
"Hmm, that's most peculiar." Putting away the depressor, Silver Script stared at his patient, studying her for anything his nurse might have missed. "Celestia, do you mind if I ask a few questions?"
The mare shook her head. "Excellent." He smiled. "Are you ready for my first question?" Doctor Script had to change his usual routine with the Princess this time around. Normally, Celestia would be the type to list anything that's happened to her in the past week in excruciating detail without him needing to even ask a question. For her to be nervous at not only simple routines such as inspecting her tonsils but also at him asking questions, he needed to have a delicate approach. "What day is it?"
Gulping, Celestia spoke in a whisper. "W-wednesday."
"Good!" Script chuckled. "That wasn't so hard! Now for my next question: Do you mind if I do a quick scan of your body?"
Celestia nodded her head vigorously.
"That's okay, I don't want to upset you." He smiled, though without her knowledge he silently cast a scanning spell on her. His talents allowed him to mask his magical signature to cast spells on his patients without their knowledge. Very rarely did he have to resort in methods such as this, but if a patient is at magical risk, it was better to suffer the consequences later if he could figure out the cause now. The questions went on for a bit until his scan was done, and he observed exactly how extreme Celestia's reactions were to certain ones.
"There, all done Princesses!" he smiled. "You're free to go now, Celestia."
Sighing a breath of relief, the alicorn got up from her seat and began to walk out the door. "Luna? Can I have a word with you?" The alabaster mare began to look nervous again, until her sister reassured her it was going to be quick.
"Have you determined what is the cause of this most unusual behavior?" Luna questioned.
"To be honest, I'm not quite sure." Doctor Script sighed. "I used a silent scanning spell, something that I never use unless the patient is in grave danger or has high anxiety, on one of the most confident and influential ponies on Equestria. The results showed nothing, except for a spike of magical influence in the prefrontal cortex. Given what you told me in confidence before your arrival, I would have to say it's magic-oriented."
"So why didn't you cast a counterspell?" she questioned further. "Surely you have enough information to create one, Doctor!" She exclaimed.
"I-it's not that simple!" He yelled back. Noises outside reminded them both that yelling wouldn't be good for anypony right now. Clearing his throat, Script continued. "Whatever spell backfired on her, it's magic didn't just leave residual energy, it's still functioning."
Luna was taken aback. "W-what does that mean?"
Doctor Script sighed. "It means that until the magic wears off, your sister cannot interact regularly with the outside world. Doing so would overstimulate her, and she could have another outburst like she had earlier. My official advice as both a doctor and a friend is to give her some time away from the stresses of royalty. Contact Twilight and explain the situation, maybe one of her friends can host the Princess for a few weeks."
"I..." Luna sighed. "Okay, I will."