The pink pegasus Tranquil Heartmender was slowly becoming a prominent therapist in Canterlot. It wasn’t just because of her very affordable rate of one bit an hour, but mostly because she was very good at her job.
Which made sense considering her actual name was Princess Luna and her actual job was essentially dream therapy. She just felt sometimes ponies needed to, well, actually be awake and remember her teachings to improve, and also she liked acting like a common pony.
Currently, however, she was cursing her prominence.
“I’ve heard so much about you!” said Celestia, sitting in front of ‘Heartmender’ with a smile. “And I’d very greatly like to hire your services.”
Oh no, thought Luna. Not only was it inappropriate to secretly be her sister’s therapist, she also had no desire to deal with Celestia’s undoubtedly immense inner lunacy.
She cleared her throat, smiling amiably. “I’m sorry, Your Majesty, but I must refuse. I am not qualified to serve somepony of your, ah, rank.”
A pleading expression colored Celestia’s face. “Oh, but, please, Heartmender. I beg you reconsider. It…” Her voice softened. “This is important for me. I actually need group therapy to help heal a very important relationship for me.”
Curiosity got the best of Luna. “...Group therapy? With who, may I ask?”
Celestia sighed. “My sister, Luna.”
The words left Luna’s mouth unbidden. “The oh no’s have doubled.”
Celestia gasped, clapping her hooves. “Why, you even speak like her! Don’t you see how perfect you are for the job?!”