Twilight sat at the table in the kitchen and watched Frederick cut up some vegetables. He stirred some sauce in a nearby pan with spoon in his magic, making sure it wouldn’t burn.
“What are you making?” Twilight asked, peeking around him, sniffing the aroma.
Picking up some coriander and grinding it up, Frederick turned around and moved Twilight back to her seat, “It’s a surprise.”
She pouted, “I don’t think I want it now...”
Frederick grinned, “More for me then.” He make his way back over and checked on some asparagus he placed in a pan with some mushrooms and onions. He nodded, they were browning nicely.
“What did you do today?” Twilight asked, glancing at Frederick’s behind.
“Oh not much. I picked up Spike from Rarities, then took him to Sugarcube corner for some shakes.” Frederick grinned, “I think the little guy has a crush on Sweetie Belle.”
“What makes you say that,” Twilight said, making sure Spike wasn’t about.
“You should have heard the way he talked about her,” he beamed, moving the vegetables around in the pan with magic. Turning around, Frederick caught Twilight staring and grinned.
She saw this and looked away, coughing. “Spike said you told him about us.”
“Was that alright, did you want to do that?”
“No, it was alright. He didn’t act up I take it?” She asked.
“No actually, he was surprisingly accepting.” Frederick walked over and pulled a plate out of the cupboard and place it onto the table, then placed some cutlery next to it.
He walked back over and drained some pasta. He took a plate and dished out the food, pouring the thick sauce over the top.
He levitated it over to Twilight, who sniffed it. Her eyes lit up, “this smells delicious, I didn’t know you could cook this well...”
“I have plenty of talents you don’t know about. I had to cook when I lived on my own, the produce was cheap in my area, and thus I had access to a lot of good food.” He explained. “I guess it was worth it now,” He said, crossing his arms and leaning against the table.
Twilight nodded, shovelling the food into her mouth. She had been in bed most of the day and was starving; plus the food tasted divine.
“Slow down, I don’t want to call Heart Beat,” Frederick laughed.
Twilight stopped eating, “You’re not eating?”
“Oh no, I had something after I got in; I made this for you.” He said.
Twilight looked at Frederick with gratitude, “You didn’t have to...”
“I know, but I wanted to,” he replied. “Besides, I have to look after you, doctors’ orders,” Frederick grinned.
He turned and began to fill the sink with soap and water. He placed everything he used in and started cleaning.
Twilight swallowed her food, “Leave it, I’ll do that,” she waved.
“You can’t use your magic, remember. Besides, you’re supposed to be resting.”
“If you’re sure...” she said, herself unsure.
“I am. Now, once you finish that, go upstairs and rest,” He ordered.
“Okay, dad.” Twilight laughed, before stopping and shaking her head, “bad joke...” she mumbled.
“Darn!” Frederick groaned, looking down at his wet shirt.
“What happened?” Twilight asked, looking over.
“Just some sauce on my shirt, I can clean it later.”
Twilight put her knife and fork down, pushing the empty plate away from herself and stretched in satisfaction. “That, was, amazing!” She moaned.
“I’m glad, now go and rest. I don’t want to see you out of bed.” Frederick ordered.
Twilight rolled her eyes, “Alright, but I want to go out tomorrow.”
“Sure, Rarity and I are hanging out. You can join us, on whatever she’s got planned.”
“Sounds fun,” Twilight said, walking out of the kitchen and back up to her room. She opened the door and was hit by dejavu. Shaking it off, she jumped up on her bed and looked around, bored.
Frederick finished cleaning everything up and looked at his shirt, “Ruined...” he mumbled and took it off, he laid it out on the table for later and grabbed the tube of cream for Twilight’s horn.
He made his way upstairs and knocked on Twilight’s door. “Hey Twi, do you want me to apply your cream now?” He asked, pushing the door open slowly.
He peeked inside and saw Twilight stare at him in shock. “What’s wrong?” He asked, stepping into the room.
“No...” she whispered, staring at his bare chest.
“Oh, sorry,” Frederick said, “I had to take my shirt off, it was ruined.” He gave a sheepish smile and moved forwards, “shall I come back later?”
Twilight shook her head, “It was only a dream, it won’t happen now,” she thought to herself, trying to stop the erotic images flashing through her head. “Now’s fine, let me get comfortable,” she replied, moving onto her stomach.
Frederick moved onto the bed and pulled Twilight onto his lap. He opened the package and took out the tube. Unscrewing the lid, he squeezed some of the cream onto his fingers and replaced the lid.
“Alright, here we go,” He mumbled. His fingers touched the tip of her horn and he could feel her tense up.
Twilight’s mind was in turmoil, she wanted him to stop and leave, to tell him it wasn’t right. But another part, a more instinctual part told her to let him do it, to take her and make her his.
Twilight’s will was being crushed by the older, more instinctual part and soon found herself rubbing her back legs together, to relieve some of the pressure.
Frederick noticed this and tried to apply the cream quicker, hoping this wouldn’t be remembered as an awkward memory later in life.
Twilight’s face was bright red, she gripped Frederick’s leg and squeezed, feeling the muscled underneath the skin; it was driving her wild and she didn’t know how long she would last.
Frederick looked over her horn and decided that it was covered enough, he picked Twilight up in his magic and moved her back and off his lap.
“Huh,” she blurted out as he got off the bed.
“Sorry Twilight, I don’t think this is a good idea right now,” Frederick explained, moving backwards towards the door, “I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Wait!”
Frederick hesitated, his hand over the handle. There was something about it that made him stop; he so desperately wanted to leave.
“Please sleep in here, I won’t try anything... I promise,” Twilight asked pure sincerity in her voice.
Frederick weighed the options, he had slept in the same bed, but never when she was like this. Would she really try something, she isn’t the type. He nodded and took his hand away from the handle.
Turning away from the door, he looked at Twilight. In that moment, he saw what she was going through; her horn was shining slightly, the cream having been absorbed. Her cheeks were flush and she breathing laboured.
He did this, unintentionally. Frederick felt guilty, he was just going to leave her like this, what sort of man was he?
He paced forwards, kicking off his shoes trousers. Twilight’s eyes widened and she bit her lip, most of her higher thinking taking a back seat now.
Frederick leaned in and kissed her with passion. In this moment it wasn’t about lust, for him it turned into something more a while go; what, he didn’t know.
Twilight wrapped her arms around him, caressing his body, trying to get him closer, to touch more to feel more. Every second and she lost herself to him; he could ask her to do anything and she would, gladly.
Frederick caressed her thigh, running his hand imp and down the inside, teasing her to no end. She tried bucking up but every time she did so, he would move it away.
Twilight somehow got a burst of strength and rolled Frederick onto his back, surprising him. She sat on top of him with a smug grin, “You’re mine now.” She moaned, rubbing herself on his stomach.
She looked down at him, and frowned, “this isn’t right...” she said, getting off him, “I think you should go to your room, it’s too soon for this.” Twilight looked away, trying to keep her composure.
Frederick sighed, “Alright, if you need anything, find me.” He left the bed and gathered his clothes and left the room. Leaving Twilight to herself.
___
Celestia pulled back, “Luna, I’m not sure mother was thinking of this...”
“Of course she was, she knew only Alicorn can give life to Alicorn, and we’re the only ones left who can...” Luna purred, leaning closer, “besides, who would know?”
“Well... I don’t know...” Celestia was on the fence, she knew she would have to make some changes, most notably with her sister, but she didn’t have to like it.
“Alright, we’re going to have to get intimate anyway, we might as well enjoy it,” Luna suggested, “Who knows, maybe you will have twins?”
Celestia smiled, she liked that, twins. “I guess, but it seems strange, I thought I would be ok with it, but now,” she trailed off, not needing to explain.
“I understand, but this is the only way, there’s no more Alicorns, sister.” Luna looked away, sadness showing on her face, “Cadence was... she isn’t like us, she’ll never know the pain of watching every pony die.”
“I know!” Celestia shouted, getting up from her chair, “don’t you think I know that, I had to live with it for all this time; when I sent you away,” Celestia felt a lump in her throat and found it hard to continue, “I thought I would go mad, I had no pony...”
Luna trotted forwards and caught Celestia, who cried into her coat, shaking with each sob. Luna simply sat there, holding her. She knew this was the only way to have offspring and didn’t care what any pony would think; this was her sister and she would die for her if need be.
Eventually, Celestia’s sobs died down and she pulled back, “I’m sorry,” she muttered, coughing into hoof. Luna nuzzled her cheek, licking the tears away, Celestia tensed, but didn’t move away; in fact she found it soothing, after all the years, she might have somepony to finally share them, albeit a bit unconventional.
“How are you feeling?” Luna asked, finishing the other cheek. She noticed Celestia had a rosy tint and was trying to not look at her.
“I’m ok now,” Celestia assured, looking down. She sighed “alright, you win...”
Luna clopped her hooves together and grinned, “I knew you would come around to my way of thinking, I’m surprised all it took was for me to lick you...”
“Well, it won’t work again,” Celestia said, glancing at Luna.
“Oh, it won’t?”
“Oh no.” Celestia backed away as Luna crouched lower to the floor, ready to pounce, “No you don’t!” She screamed as Luna jumped, pinning her underneath. Celestia calmed down as she felt her sisters legs wrap around her neck, “Luna?”
“Shh,” she whispered, “I just want to enjoy this.” Luna laid on top of Celestia and nuzzled her neck taking deep breaths of her scent, “I don’t want to forget this moment.”
“And what is this moment?” Celestia asked, smiling.
“The moment we bonded forever.” Luna kissed Celestia’s neck and nuzzled it, breathing in her intoxicating smell.
___
The intruder jumped through the exit portal laughing. He landed on the floor and levitated off his mask, coughing as the magic disconnected from his voice box. “Ah, that’s better,” he shouted, “la La LA!” He sung, throwing the mask onto a metal table.
“I’m glad you’re having fun, did you get the elements?” The ever present voice asked, obviously excited.
“Of course, how could I not have fun rustling that whorse’s feathers,” he laughed, then threw the bag onto the floor, scattering the elements about.
The voice laughed manically, “At last... they are mine!”
“Whatever, how about you tell me your name?” The stallion asked, chewing on an apple and leaning back on his chair.
“My name you say... alright, you have served me well. My name was lost in time, before my brothers had melted I was known as Chaugron, the cold bringer. Now, no pony knows me, only what I did.”
“What did you do?”
“Excuse me?” The voice asked.
“I can’t see you, meaning I don’t know what you look like... plus you said it yourself, no pony knows you.”
“Yes, I suppose your right. Give me a second.” There was silence for a second, then a large shaking, threatening to bring the building down. The elements glowed red and floated into the air. The aura around then turned darker until they looked like they were nothing more than holes in reality.
Suddenly they fell and clattered against the floor, their gems turned black. The pony scanned the room, “Hey, what did you do?”
“I am free...” a deep rumbling shook the pony to his very core, it filled him with dread; he shouldn’t have looked for revenge.
A crack appeared in front of the table, crushing the stone underneath as a leg materialised from thin air. It slowly grew up and took the form of a pure white horse.
The intruder instantly knew what he had helped and fell backwards. He scrambled back and whimpered as the form grew.
“Say it...” the horse demanded, “you know what I am!”
“W-wendigo...” he stuttered, soiling himself.
The newly formed wendigo looked away in disgust, “Foals.” Summoning a dark portal, he turned and said, “You should go back to Celestia while you still can, she might help you. Because I won’t.” He laughed and trotted through the portal, leaving the stallion behind in a puddle of his own urine.
“Bucking spirits, always the same...”
___
Celestia opened her eyes and stretched. Her hoof bumping into somepony else in her bed. She lifted the cover and saw her sister, curled up next to her; her hoof hanging over Celestia’s stomach.
She thought for a moment and remembered the previous night. “So that really happened...” she mumbled. Slowly she charged her horn and pushed the sun along its course in the sky.
Falling back into her pillow with a poof, she closed her eyes for a second and sighed in relaxation. It was comforting to have somepony else in her bed, especially one she didn’t need to send away straight afterwards.
Though, she found it strange that her sister had actually asked to help. Celestia thought about it, coming to the conclusion that maybe Luna had some deep rooted emotions and only now acted on them, using her as the excuse.
She shook her head, throwing those ideas out; Luna was her sister, she wasn’t going to analyse her like every pony else, she didn’t deserve it.
Celestia felt horrible for thinking like that about her, but habits are habits, thus hard to break; but for Luna, she would be willing to try.
Deciding she was too lonely, being the only one awake in such a large bed, Celestia gently rocked Luna.
She opened her eyes and turned away from the light, “Close the curtains, please,” she asked, holding a hoof ever her eyes.
Celestia closed them, “Sorry, I forgot you’re nocturnal.” She gave an apologetic smile and held out a hoof.
Luna took it and moved up, face to face with her sister; their warm breath on each other’s lips, “I can change,” Luna teased, pressing a hoof to Celestia’s chest, “If you want me to...”
“I couldn’t ask you to give up night court,” she looked into Luna’s eyes, “that wouldn’t be right.”
“No pony goes to it anyway. It’s dead at night, you know this.” Luna confessed, a sadness growing behind her eyes.
“How about we share day court instead, we take it in turns, that way you can meet our subjects and we both get to see each other more,” Celestia suggested, raising an eyebrow.
“You would share it with me, really?”
“Of course, I would have done anyway. It’s just convenient that were bonded now...”
“Oh thank you!” Luna shouted. She leaned forward and kissed Celestia, their lips caressing each other. Luna felt Celestia tense up again and felt a little annoyance, but pushed it down, “she just has to get used to this, mother did...” she thought to herself.
Luna closed her eyes and pushed forwards, adding more passion to the kiss and eventually she felt Celestia relax and push back, “see.”