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// 315. Sunday by Knight of Lycaeus 
// Story: The Sun and the Stars: A Twilestia Prompt Collab 
// by Fuzzyfurvert 
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by Knight of Lycaeus


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Under the leafy shade of a broad tree standing by its lonesome in a wide lush meadow laid two alicorns resting against each other upon a checkered blanket, an empty picnic basket sat off to one side.

Twilight nuzzled deeper into Celestia’s side, “You know this really was a wonderful way to spend a Sunday afternoon.” Twilight said lazily.

Celestia chuckled, “I do agree, it has been wonderful just to spend time with you.”

“No nobles, no Court sessions, no paperwork….” Twilight said.

“No Discord,” Celestia added.

Twilight nodded, “That too.”

Twilight paused before her tone became teasing, “How about no more worship of you as their patron deity?”

Celestia groaned, “Please Twilight don’t bring that up. I rather forget that even happened.”

Twilight chuckled, “Well the gesture was nice at the time, the Day of the Sun for you.”

“The Day of the Moon was the day after for Luna.” Celestia added, “Partially that’s why I would rather not remember that period.”

Twilight gulped, “Right, sorry.”

Celestia gently laid her wing on Twilight’s withers, “No harm done. That was one of the two reasons why the origins for the Day of the Sun was lost.”

Twilight’s ears perked up and she asked, “What’s the other?”

“My advisers wished to portray my reign as eternal, without beginning or end. So they buried it. Although I still remember the day the nobles declared that the first day of the week shall be the Day of the Sun.”

“What happened that day?”

Celestia cleared her throat before speaking in an obnoxious tone, “We the Unicorn Nobles of the Heavenly Council, and we the Pegasi Consuls of the Weather Council, and we the Earth Ponies Governors of the Agriculture Council  do decree on this day, the first anniversary since the downfall of the Mad Tyrant Discord that the first day of every week will be forevermore referred to as the Day of the Sun. So mote it be.”

Twilight chuckled at Celestia’s impression of the proclamation. “Must have been very grand sounding coming from the Three Councils together.”

Celestia nodded, “It was. Although I refused to accept it unless Luna was likewise honoured so the following day became the Day of the Moon.” Celestia lowered her head slightly, “As interesting as this has been, I would like to just relax and enjoy the rest of this nice day.”

Twilight nodded and soon the two fell asleep leaning against each other under the leafy shade of a broad tree standing by its lonesome in a wide lush meadow.