By TheWraithWriter
“She’s doing this on purpose!” Chrysalis shouted before going right back to scrapping the brush over her tongue.
“Chryssi, I really don’t think Celestia would intentionally put extra salt in your food,” Twilight said, eyeing her mare friend with concern. “It was probably a mistake by one of the kitchen staff.”
Chrysalis dropped the brush and grabbed a glass of water, gargling with it before spiting it into the sink.
“Any servant would have just started a new dish, she tried to kill me!” Chrysalis insisted, refilling the glass and downing the drink.
Twilight sighed and patted Chrysalis on the shoulder. “Come on Chryssi, think rationally about this. We show up for a surprise dinner Celestia had no foreknowledge of and we had what she was having. How and when would she have had time to put extra salt in your dish in particular?”
Chrysalis took another drink and sighed. “Alright, it was an honest mistake then.” she gave Twilight a smile and pulled her close. “Besides, who could blame her for being jealous of me?”
Twilight giggled and rubbed noses with the changeling. “Yeah…”
Of the many things on Luna’s list of things to do before Friday, throwing up a salad with more salt than lettuce was certainly not among them. And as the lunar goddess violently expunged her stomach of the salty meal, Celestia paced back and forth, seemingly oblivious to her sister’s plight.
“But the old books said salt burns changelings,” Celestia muttered to herself. “A single grain could burn all the way through.” she turned to Luna. “Was that not what the old books said?”
“You could have warned me you psychopath!” Luna shouted before returning to her previous activity.
Celestia shook her head and left her sister behind as she walked back into her room proper.
“Well if that and the heat wave didn’t work, perhaps I’ll have to get more creative,” Celestia said as she approached a seemingly innocent bookcase
Moving one of the books, ‘All You Never Wanted To Know About Your Parents Sex Life’, at just the right angle, the bookcase slid to the side, revealing a secret room behind it.
The room was most easily described a shrine. A shrine to a certain pretty purple pony princess. Celestia picked up the framed and signed picture of Twilight Sparkle and smiled at it.
“One day, my most faithful student,” Celestia said dreamily. “One day.”