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// My one true weakness 
// Story: Short stories about ponies and whatnot 
// by shutaro 
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	Celestia had always loved Ponyville, even before her faithful student had taken residence here. There was something utterly serene about the little town. Even Canterlot gardens couldn’t compare to the relaxed atmosphere of Ponyville park. She would put up a little illusion to hide her horn, wings and unique physique from her little ponies and spend an afternoon away from all the royal hustle and bustle with a thermos of her favorite herbal tea.

Of course this little masquerade had one flaw: she was completely unprotected from her one nemesis. In Canterlot years, decades even, had gone in conditioning the staff into keeping her weakness at bay, but here it could strike at any moment.

Celestia poured another cup of tea to calm her nerves. What was the point of coming here if she worked herself up like this over nothing. For just a moment she let her powers pulse through the vicinity. On the other side of the hill three foals played with a ball, over there, by the little pond, a couple kissed and the ice cream pony had just left the park. All was quiet.

She sighed.

“Hello, why are you sighing? Are you sad? You know what always helps me when I’m sad?”

Celestia just about managed to withhold a second sigh. Thousands of years of experience and magical prowess second only to her sister were at her command, but still Pinkie Pie eluded her. But now she had at least to try to salvage the situation. “Hello. No, I’m not sad. But when I am, I try talking about it with my friends.”

The pink pony looked at her and nodded. “That’s true. Talking to your friends is even better than what I was going to suggest.”

The princess in disguise dared to hope.

“But these are second best.” Pinkie produced a basket from behind her.

All was lost. Celestia could practically feel them, see how their presence contorted her perception of reality and called to her most basic instincts. For just a moment she envied Twilight Sparkle’s love for books. Books didn’t go straight to your flanks.

“Would you like a cupcake?”