Little loony Luna and crazy caffeinated Celestia's life in Canterlot

by Vidhwansak


I am not, Tia!

I am not, Tia!

Luna sighed as she bit into a piece of toast while levitating the morning (in her case, night) paper up in front of her, wondering what was worthy enough to be put on the headlines. Ponies today seem to be more dramatic than the ones in the past; honestly, the front page was full of drivel about somepony losing a bet! Admittedly it was Blueblood that lost the bet, but come on, did that really have to be on the front page, or in the newspaper at all? It was just him eating 'commoner' food as a result of losing the bet, and THAT was on the front page? Three pages into the newspaper was an amazingly small article about a fire in Canterlot that had destroyed a bakery and could have spread even further if it wasn't for the brave firefighting ponies! How could that not have been on the front page?!

Luna had almost given up on finding anything else of worthwhile interest in the paper when she realized that there was one section that she hadn't read yet; the funnies. She allowed herself a small smile as she flipped over to them, and browsed through the comics, enjoying the humor that the ponies who made these little divine tidbits. Her browsing ended almost abruptly when she turned the page to see the 'gossip' section; she had mixed feelings about it. On one hoof, it was almost assured that she would find nothing but complete garbage in here; on the other hoof, she knew gossip to be completely outrageous at times (Celestia was a changeling? She very nearly died laughing on the spot after reading that particular line of gossip), so it might not have hurt to take a little peek to try and satisfy her sense of humor.

As expected, most of the gossip she found was nothing but pure nonsense and garbage, sometimes even a combination of both. Snorting, she was about to toss the paper away and finish her breakfast when she noticed one of the lines mentioning her name off the corner of her eye; perplexed, she scanned the line of gossip, wondering what it had to do with her.

Immediately after finishing the line, Luna stood bolt upright, knocking over her chair, rattling the table, and scaring the maid that was clearing away the empty dishes of toast (ten in all, Luna loved her toast) that Luna had already eaten; Luna noticed this, and frowned. Ponies are still scared of me, it seems.

"Err...We...I am sorry, maid, but I was surprised by something, and that something has me very offended. I hope I didn't scare you too much."

Judging by how the maid had reacted, Luna knew that she did in fact scare the maid senseless, though the maid didn't answer back with words, but with a simple shaking of her head; ponies were such terrible liars now, as well. What she wouldn't give for ponies to tell the truth! It was hard to tell if a pony wanted you to do this, or do that! Sighing, she levitated a napkin to clean her face of crumbs before setting it down on top of one of the dirty plates the maid had yet to collect yet.

"We are...I am going to find my sister, and discuss some things with her before she goes to sleep." Without waiting for an answer from the maid, Luna quickly made her exit from the dining room, and began to walk towards her sister's room, newspaper with her. She gave a slight nod or a murmured 'hello' to anypony that passed by her, though she quickly cut off anypony wanting to say anything more than a simple greeting. Time was of the essence, because if Celestia went to sleep now, there would be no power within her ability to wake Celestia up.

Upon arriving at her sister's door, she shooed the two guards away, then knocked upon it three times, waiting for her sister to open the door. A few minutes passed before Luna knocked on the door two times, frustrated, Luna pulled a hoof back, ready to punch through her sister's door if that meant that she'd get her attention. Unfortunately, she swung her hoof the moment a tired and bleary eyed Celestia opened the door; this meant that Luna had just clobbered her own sister, who was now sprawled out on the floor from the sudden and unwanted pain.

Oh. "Tia! I'm so, so sorry!"

"...Get the license number of that flying poptart..."

Luna's look of worry morphed into one of confusion, as she tried to make sense of what her sister had just said. "...What? Tia, have you been indulging in the royal wine cellars without informing me?"

Celestia sighed, allowing herself to wallow in her pain for a moment before answering her sister. "Oh, my snout...Luna? Is that you?"

Despite the fact that she just punched her sister squarely in the snout, she couldn't help but snort at Celestia's question; of course it was her! It wasn't as if there were any others that were like her. "No, Tia, I'm the other alicorn that just happens to look like your sister. We take turns lowering the moon!"

Great, now she's being smart with me. "Very funny, Lulu...Ow."

Celestia groaned as she got off the floor, rubbing her snout gingerly as she frowned at Luna. "Do you mind telling me why you began knocking on my door the moment I just laid down in my bed, and then flooring me?"

"This!" Luna held up the newspaper, and Celestia leaned in, squinting at the newspaper.

"...Prince Blueblood seen to painting graffiti on a statue of me in Canterlot public park in plain sight...?"

"Yes, that's...Wait, what?" Her confusion was turned into hurt as Celestia hugged her sister tightly, with evident joy radiating off her.

"Yay! I'm glad my nephew picked up some courage and painted that horrid hack-job of a statue!"

"Erm, T-Tia?"

"Hm?"

"You're crushing me again."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Lulu!" Celestia promptly let go of Luna, who grumbled as she ignored the pain of having her bones suddenly compressed against her will.

I'm alive... "...It's..Ow...Alright, Tia. That's not I wanted you to see, however. Take a look at this!" She pointed at a certain line of gossip, and Celestia read through it, raising an eyebrow at Luna when she was finished.

"...Luna has a crazy obsesson with moon pies?" Luna nodded, and stamped a hoof down on the ground, cracking the unfortunate marble floor and causing Celestia to wince at the sound; Luna still had yet to notice the bits being drained from the treasury because of their antics and the fact that they were destroying the castle. In fact, that was the reason why they abandoned the first castle in the Everfree; Luna and Celestia then made a rule to never rough-house with each other over a chocolate bar.

"We...I do not have an obsession with moon pies!"

Celestia made a disbelieving snort. "That's all you ever eat when it comes to snack time."

Luna sighed, and shook her head; the line of gossip in the newspaper was bad enough, she was not going to take this from her sister as well! "I still deny the obsession!"

"Everypony sees you eating moon pies."

"So?! You're always seen eating cake."

Celestia's temper wasn't improving; she needed her sleep, not an argument with her sister. "I don't deny eating cake, and...You...Made a shrine, dedicated to moon pies, in PLAIN sight, for EVERYPONY to see; I'm not THAT obsessed with cake as you are with moon pies. Give it up, Lulu."

Luna sighed, and looked sheepishly at Celestia, who was leaning slightly on her doorway, giving her the 'Well, Lulu?' kind of look that meant that she was waiting for a response.

"...Perhaps I do have a slight...Inclination towards moon pies..."

"Slight inclination? Face it, you're obsessed with moon pies, Lulu."

"I am not, Tia!"