I'm not sick, Tia!
Why?! Why me?! Why not Chrys?! Why not...Well, anypony other than me?! Sure, I don't have to do any paperwork or any other things today, but why me?! I can't be sick! I'm not sick! This is a cruel joke that Lulu or Tia must be playing on me! This is the worst day ever!
Nightmare Moon was in bed, though it was not because she wanted to stay in bed today. She found herself too weak to move and very, very tired. Deemed sick, Celestia was keeping watch over her, despite the protests given by Nightmare Moon, insisting that she wasn't sick and that she was fine.
For the love of...Seriously, I'm fine! I'm not some sick little filly that needs to be doted on by her mother! "I'm not sick, Tia! Y-You don't have to worry about me! I assure you that I am f-fine!" Nightmare Moon feebly tried to wave Celestia off, with no effect other than slightly irritating Celestia, who was adding another blanket on top of the seven that were already on top of Nightmare Moon.
"You have a cold, Moonie, and it just wouldn't feel right, leaving you all alone like this! Like it or not, I'm staying with you!"
With a sniffle, Nightmare Moon tried to shoot a look of disdain at Celestia, though her attempt failed when she sneezed. "Ugh! O-Okay...Maybe I'm a little under the weather...T-That doesn't mean I'm sick!"
"...You do realize 'under the weather' practically means 'sick', right?"
Oh. I got to learn what these things mean before I say them! "N-No it doesn't."
"Yes it does."
"No it doesn't."
"Yes it..." Rolling her eyes, Celestia looked over at the hot tomato soup, and took a sip of it with a spoon. Deeming it just right, she dipped a new spoon (not wanting Nightmare Moon to possibly get anything else from her), and smiled as she levitated the spoon towards Nightmare Moon's mouth. "Well, maybe it doesn't. That doesn't matter, though, because here comes the choo-choo train!"
With a groan, Nightmare Moon opened her mouth to allow Celestia to feed her, as she didn't want tomato soup dripping down on her coat on top of everything else. Once she had the warm soup safely resting in her stomach (and not on her coat), she complained. "J-Just what the hay is that, Tia?! Are you sure you're the one not sick, taking pleasure in treating me like a sick filly?!"
Aw...Isn't that sweet! A big, powerful alicorn, complaining that she's being treated like a little filly! It almost makes me want to pity her situation...Almost. With a sigh, Celestia set the bowl of soup off to the side, and stood up. "Moonie, please, I'm supposed to be taking care of you, and I can't do that if you're going to fight me the whole time."
"I'm also telling you that I'm not sick! Watch!" With a grunt, Nightmare Moon flung off her covers, and slowly eased her hooves onto the floor. "See?! Perfectly fine!" Her sentence was finished off with a sneeze.
...I want to help her right now, I really do, but I think it's best if she finds out for herself how weak and sick she really is. Celestia watched as Nightmare Moon took one, two, three steps, and on the fourth, she lost her balance, falling to the floor with a sickening thud. Biting back a sharp retort, Celestia walked up to Nightmare Moon, and offered her a slight smile. "I don't think you're leaving bed today, Moonie." With a slight glow of her horn, Celestia levitated Nightmare Moon back over to her bed, who was complaining again.
"I-I can't be sick...A-Alicorns can't be sick!"
"We can be, especially if you were up all night having a snowball fight with Lulu! I'm surprised she isn't sick and bedridden like you, honestly." Celestia zapped the tomato soup with a bright beam of light, as it had gotten slightly cold while Nightmare Moon tried to prove to Celestia that she could at least walk. "Besides, why are you not accepting the fact that you're sick, anyway? It's not like you have anything important to do today."
"That's the problem!" Nightmare Moon pointed at the bowl of soup, and Celestia couldn't help but chuckle a bit as she fed Nightmare Moon again, though without the little filly treatment this time. "Tia, I had absolutely nothing to do today! That's what's so important! I could be out pranking with Blueblood, shopping at the mall, drinking a slurpee, doing...Doing so many random and needless things! There could be so much I could have done today, because I have nothing important to attend to! Now, though, I can't, because I'm sick!" With that, Nightmare Moon crossed her hooves and looked at Celestia with an angry expression.
To Nightmare Moon's surprise, though, Celestia didn't look fazed throughout her little rant. "I understand, Moonie, and while I don't particularly want to stay in your room and take care of you, either, I have to do it; the others are busy with work. You know what, though? In a way, you can thank yourself for getting sick."
Celestia's piece of advice wasn't taken well by Nightmare Moon. "What?! Why?! You actually mean to tell me that it's actually a good thing that I'm sick right now?!"
With a nod, Celestia inserted another spoonful of warm soup into Nightmare Moon's mouth. "Yes. The reason why, though, is because you are now looking forward to your next free day, and you'll want to make it so much better than what you could do today. There's a silver lining in everything."
"...I...Haven't thought about it like that. It doesn't help me very much in my current position, though!"
"I know." Celestia was waiting for Nightmare Moon to make a snide comment, but she was silent, with a thoughtful look on her face. I wonder what she's thinking about; she's such a hard alicorn to read sometimes. Heck, it's easier to talk to Discord, even though he's a stone statue. Celestia was able to feed Nightmare Moon the rest of the soup without any other incident interrupting her, and once the soup was all gone, Celestia picked up the bowl, and smiled down at Nightmare Moon. "Thank you for not making too much of a fuss, Moonie. I'm going down to the kitchens to clean up this bowl and to get myself a snack."
Celestia managed to walk all the way up to the door when she heard Nightmare Moon call out her name softly. "Tia?"
Turning around to face Nightmare Moon, Celestia blinked at her before replying."Hmm? Was there something you wanted me to get for you on the way down to the kitchens?" Although she seemed to calm down, Celestia expected some sort of request that was just silly.
"Can I get a waffle?"
You just had a bowl of soup, but...Okay. "...Sure. No butter, no syrup."
A look of sadness was on Nightmare Moon's face as she sighed. "...Fine."