Epilogue
Additional story for "Beautiful Katamare"
One sunny day (the very last one to ever exist), Princess Celestia visited her royal subjects in Ponyville. It was a peaceful scene; the wind blew in her majestic mane, the clouds cruised lazily through the sky, and the sun reigned over the azure sky. That is until…
“I FEEL ALIIIIVE!” said the porcelain alicorn, stumbling to the ground outside of Apple Acres (or what was left of it) in a stupor.
“I knew giving big sister apple cider was a bad idea!” said Princess Luna.
“Oh come on Luna, live a little!” said Princess Cadence. “It’s not like she’s going to blow-up-the-moon like you did!”
“Hey, cheap shot!” Luna replied. “Oh wait, sister, what are thou—?!”
“I AM AN OSTRICH!” said the drunken alicorn, who buried her head in the ground.
“Now tell me that isn’t funny?” said Cadence.
“Heehee, I guess so!”
Celestia then pulled her head out of the ground, with dirt stains all over her face.
“Owww, my eyes…” whined Celestia. “You know *HIC* what, as princess *HIC*, I am responsi-si-si-si…”
“Responsible” finished Luna.
“—that, for my little ponies, and as *HIC* such, I don’t think this blinding sun is good for their eyes.”
A prickly feeling shot up Luna’s spine. “Oh no…”
“Hey, hey *HIC*, you guys *HIC, I’m going to dim the sun a bit *HIC*, be right back…”
Princess Celestia got to her feet, spread her wings, and flew in a myriad of corkscrews toward the sun.
Half an hour later…
“Mmm, Cloud Two,” said Princess Luna.
“Oh, you zapped my weather pony!” said Princess Cadence. “Do you hear something?”
“No, what?”
A streak of fire shot down to the ground next to the playing princesses, running around in circles.
“HOT-HOT-HOT-HOT-HOT!” yelped Princess Celestia, whose wings were on fire. “BAD IDEA, BAD I-DE-A!”
“Well, I guess she learned a valuable lesson,” said Cadence.
“One drink maximum?” said Luna who was still watching her sister rolling around in the dirt.
“No. Never try and blow up a fiery dwarf star.”
The End