I jabbed Chrysalis in the gut hard enough to send her flying back. She managed to gain her footing land on her feet and panted.
“Alright,” she said, coughing, “in hindsight, using most of my love energy killing the hive was not the brightest of ideas.” She coughed some more,. “The trip to Canterlot wasn’t cheap either.”
“Had enough?” I panted. She had managed to bruise me here and there, but I was faring much better.
“You were overflowing with love a few days ago,” she barked. “You don’t have a fraction of what you were carrying in the Gala. Where is it?!”
I smirked, much to her chagrin, “After our last encounter, I noticed losing to you had become a trend and decided to fix it. I managed to ward off any love energy you could feed off of me by staying clear away from TD at all costs.” I sighed. “But you know why I really don’t have any love for you?” I began walking in her direction. “I’m more crossed than anything right now, Chrysalis. A lot of things happened after you left. I lost my mind for a few minutes in a TD obsessed stupor, I danced like a pure idiot in front of my niece, and I had the daylights scared out of me by the human film industry.” I narrowed my eyes showing more than a little rage. “But that fails to even come close to what your actions caused not to me, but to those around me.”
I hoofed her square in the jaw, sending her flying. She managed to get a hold of herself midflight. “I hadn’t seen my sister weep since the Elements dispelled the darkness from within her heart, and I never thought I would have to ever again. However, because of you…” I charged my horn aiming it at her, “LUNA CRIED!”
I sent a volley of magic blasts her way. She managed to dodge a few, but was hit by the rest, causing her to come crashing down. I walked towards her sending magical energy to my horn until it glowed a brilliant light. “Submit, Chrysalis.”
Chrysalis wheezed, but gave a malicious smile as she shakily got back onto her hooves. “At this point I would, but I still have one last trick up my sleeve, Celestia. After all, I can do what a love poison can do much more efficiently.”
I paused and the magical energy in my horn dispersed, “How did you--?”
“You and TD shared such delightful memories,” she said as her horn began to glow. “Doughnut Joe’s, the park, your terrace, but you know which one was my favourite?” Her wounds began to heal and she grinned showcasing her carnivorous teeth, “The Phantomare of the Opera.”
I hesitantly took a step forward, “W-what do you know about the Opera?”
“It’s hard to score tickets to the Opera you said.” She flicked here mane. “Ever wondered how TD came into possession of them, and why he asked you of all ponies?”
I narrowed my eyes gritting my teeth. My stoic façade was shattered the moment she mentioned my times with TD. “Where are you going with this, Chrysalis?”
She engulfed herself in green fire; when the flames vanished, I saw TD standing in front of me with two familiar looking tickets. “Great,” he said with a frustrated sigh. “You’re busy with that little science project of yours, Cheerilee is out on a trip to Manehattan, Rarity has a huge order to fill, everyone else I know is either busy or doesn’t care about this kind of stuff, maybe I should just junk one of the tickets.”
TD then changed into my faithful student, Twilight. “It took you three months to get a hold of those tickets, TD, and one of them cost half your monthly wage. You can’t just get rid of one.”
Twilight changed back into TD. “Then what am I supposed to do?”
TD changed back into Twilight. “Hmmm.” She placed a hoof on her chin pretending she was in deep thought. “Do you know somepony in Canterlot? Somepony you want to catch up with?”
She changed back into TD who remained silent and stared at the tickets with a guilty sorrowful look in his face. “Yeah…” he said ruminating. “There is…” He sighed almost as if he was regretful. “Alright, I need to get my suit back from Rarity; I’ll pick up my laptop tomorrow.” His suit materialized onto his body in a green flame as he stared at me with that very same wonderful smile and malicious intent in glowing green eyes. “I was always sorry for punching you, Celestia.”
I stepped back, shock of realization etched onto my face. “No,” I said through quivering lips, “Y-you’re lying!”
“Au contraire,” he said as he walked towards me. My legs suddenly felt weak and I fell on my haunches. “The night after the Gala, I was pretty friggin wrecked. I mean, one of the reasons I went there in the first place was to apologise for our first encounter, after all. But after what happened, after what you told me, I couldn’t help getting mad.” He stood before me, kneeled to my height, and gently ran a thumb over my cheek causing me to blush profusely, as he stared at me with a sympathetic look in his eyes, “I’m sorry, Celestia.”
My pupils were dilated and my eyebrows drooped. My heart beat was so fast, my chest hurt with every pulse. “I… I forgive--”
He placed a finger on my lips. “Shhh… not a word.” His face came close to mine and his lips connected with mine. We remained like that for moments that I couldn’t decide fled too quickly, or felt like eternity, “Now that hits the spot,” he said in contentment as he pulled away. Tears were running down my face by this point. He walked behind me, gently massaging my shoulders. I couldn’t move. I was in a state of emotional paralysis. “Thank you, Celestia,” he said in a soothing voice as I felt magical energy build up behind me. I just kept looking forward at the meadow, “That was very generous of you. Which is why what I’m about to do is going to be all the more--”
THWAK.
I hesitantly turned my head around, I found TD, the real TD, standing above me. His hand was extended outwards, curled into a tight fist and he did not look pleased.