Celestia spread her wings, and focused her magical energies on the sun shining above. With her coaxing, it finished the slow descent, moving into sunset and onward, bringing night time to Equestria. She looked around a moment or two, waiting. She finally snorted a bit, earning a confused look from her audience. Derpy was of course not privy to the thoughts of the royal as she swept upwards on her wings, approaching Luna's tower. With less than regal bearing Celestia knocked on the balcony window. "Luna, I know you're playing games again. It's time to raise the moon." A few moments later the lunar surface rose in the distance. Celestia's mouth twisted into a slight frown, but she could hardly blame her sister for staying with something that made her feel comfortable. Even if it was those newfangled game things and online interaction. She returned to Derpy a moment later with a sheepish smile. "I apologize for that."
"For what? You're giving me a guest room out of the kindness of your heart. And watching you lower the sun like that is impressive." Derpy smiled cheerfully, and Celestia returned the expression. She had to admit, she'd never been around the mailmare this much, and so one thing was standing out rather vividly. Or, more correctly, rolling around.
"Derpy, I know we've never talked much, but.. whatever happened with your eyes?"
"Oh, erm. I broke them."
Celestia blinked a few times. "...But there's treatments for that, even if—"
"No, no, I mean.. I was born with it, happens sometimes, and so I got Derpy for my name. Cause, well." She pointed up at her eyes. "Kinda obvious." Celestia nodded quietly. "So once I got old enough, I was sent in for the treatments... I already had my cutie mark by then, so... Well, I was stubborn, and I didn't want to get them fixed, so... I wrecked the spell."
"You wrecked the spell?" This was rather unheard of. Derpy simply nodded. "But what does your cutie mark have to do with that?"
"Well, what do you see when you look at my flank?"
"Seven bubbles."
"So what do you think my special talent is?"
Celestia blinked and put a hoof to her chin, pulling on centuries of experience to provide the most honest response. "I have no idea. Diving?"
"Ponies look at it different ways, say it's my bubbly personality, or simply being lighthearted, or that it refers to the way I can seem to do things so casually, drifting through them." Derpy crossed her arms, nervously rubbing one against the other. "But I think it's for fragility."
"Fragility? For you?"
"No. I can.. influence the 'fragility' of things. Even unusual things like spells. Or cloud stability. Especially when I'm not trying, like when I'm tired, or get too excited, or have too much cider, or.. " Derpy shrugged, trailing off.
Celestia pursed her lips, considering this new line of information. "So you 'broke' the spell?"
"And my eyes. It's not bad or anything. I think I always have a broader perspective on things. Always seeing things from two angles helps." Derpy smiled a bit.
"And you... can break things very easily when you don't stop yourself?"
Derpy hung her head and nodded. Celestia smiled broadly.
"...Derpy, would you mind perhaps staying here a night or two longer? You might just be a solution to a long term problem I've had." Celestia's smile took a slight devious turn as Derpy considered her with confusion.
Blueblood awoke an hour and a half after sunrise, as usual. He was hardly going to wake up any earlier than that unless there was some reason for it, and while he risked some other noble sniping his first chat with his aunt this day, it was unlikely any of those lesser nobles would even attempt to approach Celestia before ten. Likely too busy with their imported teas and fancy little cakes. No, a true prince knew he could very well take his imported tea and fancy little cakes after addressing his dear aunt to rectify the latest in a series of worthless employees. The white unicorn prince didn't waste any time on such frivolities as stretching, no, he began his day with a careful regimen of brushing his golden locks to a pristine sheen. His sky blue eyes carefully traced over his gorgeous features as he practiced his winning smile. The white unicorn stallion did perhaps cut a slightly less ravishing shape in the heart covered boxer shorts he had on, but Cadence had gifted them to him, and he hardly had use for such garments in most activities. It would only take a moment or two for him to dress in the suit his maid—
Ah. Yes, the maid issue. Blueblood frowned as his plans derailed from the ineptitude and failure of other ponies. As usual.
Well, this was a conundrum. How was he to dress himself fit for presenting his valid concerns before his auntie if there was nopony assisting him? He supposed he could... ugh.. pick out his own attire. But he was a prince. He was above such petty concerns.
A knock on his door drew him from his contemplation. He waited a moment, frowned, and rolled his eyes. No servant for the door either. Ugh, and he simply wasn't attired for any formal visitors. Grumbling about his life being further disrupted, the prince used his magic to gently turn the door handle, peeking out at whatever trouble his guards had deemed important enough to be allowed to even touch his door.
A wall-eyed grey pegasus in a black and white maid outfit stood there, her yellow eyes rolling around. A small letter was grasped in her mouth.
"Yes?" To say the query was cold was to imply wendigos were slightly chilly.
She smiled lightly, offering the letter more obviously. With a carefully groomed eyebrow raised in query, Blueblood sighed, and took the letter into his own magical aura.
Beloved Nephew,
I am distraught to hear about your loss of another maid, and have taken it upon myself to supply you with one whose skills will most certainly be everything you need. She is quite competent and quite helpful. I look forward to hearing of her success.
Love and Harmony,
Princess Celestia
Blueblood favored the mare with a dark look, before stepping back into his chambers. "I expect my suit to be ready ASAP. And don't even think about slacking off, I have a lot of things that the previous maid failed to finish that need to be caught up on."
As he stepped away, Derpy giggled to herself. She'd already handed the other two letters to Blueblood's guards.
She murmured a small reassurance to herself. "I feel like I live in a world made of bubbles, always taking constant care not to break something, to break somepony. Never allowing myself to lose control even for a moment, or somepony could get hurt. But what we have here is a rare opportunity for me to cut loose..."
Derpy smiled to herself slightly. She stepped through the door and lightly kicked it closed behind her, the door vibrating a fraction of a second longer than normal as it latched. With a resounding crack the top hinges broke and the door handle fell out, clattering to the floor. The two guards raised eyebrows on either side of the door, but didn't respond further.