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// 336. Assmatician: Song by Fuzzyfurvert 
// Story: The Sun and the Stars: A Twilestia Prompt Collab 
// by Fuzzyfurvert 
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by Fuzzyfurvert


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“Twilight?  Can you hear me from over there?”

Twilight nodded as she flipped the page of the spell book in front of her.  “I can hear you perfectly.  I still don’t see anything in Starswirl’s notes about this sort of outcome.  The spell matrices I used might have been fundamentally flawed somehow.”

“Oh come now, Twilight.  You know as well as I do that your spell work is among the finest Equestria has ever known.”  Celestia smiled and bounced up and down gently, testing the surface under her hooves.  “Besides, the spell is degrading quickly.  You don’t have to create a counter when I’ll be back to normal in short order.”

Twilight snorted.  “Hehehe...’short order’ she says.”

“You know what I mean.”

“Yeah...still, I’m really sorry about what happened.”  Twilight looked back over her shoulder at Celestia.  “I mean, it’s my first time on the job as your official  Mystic Theurge and I messed up.  I know it’s temporary, but still!”

“Pish-posh.  Mistakes are simply opportunities to learn.  Haven’t I taught you that?”  Celestia waved her hoof dismissively.

Twilight nodded again.  “Yes….aaaanndd that I should run if the mistake involves flammable or corrosive chemicals.”

“Safety first!”  Celestis called out in a sing-song voice.

“You do seem oddly nonplussed by the situation.”

“Live as long as I have and you will find it hard to get worked up over small things.”  Celestia grinned as that pulled another giggle out of Twilight.  They drifted into a comfortable silence after that, Twilight reading as she lay there with Starswirl’s notes, Celestia feeling her way around.

After a few minutes, Celestia spoke up again.  “Twilight?”

“Yes?”

“Have I ever sung you the song of my people?”

“What?  Twilight raised an eyebrow and looked back at where Celestia, all one inch tall’s worth of the mighty alicorn, stood on the peak of Twilight’s left butt cheek.

"My anaconda don’t want none
unless you got nice buns, hun!

I like big butts
and I can’t lie…"