If there was anything to be said for Luna’s sculpting skills, it was archaic. Tall, looming towers made of solidified bubble mass nearly punctured the ceiling and the top of the bath water had been covered with a thin layer as well. There were other small structures like walls and cannons, decorative at best, but it was mostly a flat plane. Celestia looked down and marveled at her many reflections and the churning, warm water underneath her. She had never seen a spell like this. From the looks of the guards poking at it like an unconscious pony, she imagined they didn’t either.
“Well, Celestia, do you agree to the terms?” her sister called from atop her ivory soap tower.
“If I win, I keep the bathroom solely in my name, and if you, you do?”
“Correct. Now then, the rules are quite simple. We both have one tower where our flag is and two assistants. Any method may be used to try and reach the flag, but we cannot fly of our own volition. I have it set that if an enemy is tagged on your side of the field, they are sent back to their tower. I wouldn’t recommend using magic either as you may reverse the spell, popping the bubbles.”
“Are we allowed to go around the tub on the floor?”
Luna remained silent for a moment. “No, there should be plenty of room on the bubble floor.” Hearing no further objections from her sister, she continued, “you have ten minutes to talk to your team. Lunar guards!”
Celestia whistled to Flash and Peeps who trotted to her side. “Ok you two, here’s what we’re going to do…”