Chapter 1: No seriously, I’d really like to know
Perhaps the most entertaining thing anyone would find in Equestria is when someone pokes a pony on the nose. The cross eyed expression resultant from that simple touch is enough to send a delirious giggle shuddering through the the frame of any creature that possesses a soul. This action is a somewhat guilty pleasure for ponies, for if they exercised this power, undoubtedly the repercussions would be the same unto them.
Little known is the fact that King Sombra enslaved the Crystal Empire ponies for endless hours of poking fun. This wanton abuse of power corrupted his soul and eventually his pony self disintegrated until he was a mere husk of his former self, dabbling in dark arcane magics and forever unable to satisfy his cravings to poke more pony noses.
Unfortunately for Twilight, Celestia was made aware of this fact all too quickly. It escalated quickly from there.
“Please Twilight, just one more time?”
It was hard to refuse the Princess, no matter how ridiculous the proposition.
“Oh alright,” she grumbled and the Princess poked her in the muzzle again. Unconsciously, Twilight focused on the hoof, her eyes going cross-eyed for that split second. It was only there for a moment but that was all Celestia needed.
“Oh that expression,” she giggled as Twilight fumed. “I can’t get enough of it.”
As they rounded the corner a surprised Luna greeted them.
“Oh good morning, dear sister, Twilight Sparkle.”
Celestia grinned from ear to ear. “It is a great morning indeed!” She bopped Luna on the nose. “Boop!” she giggled, laughing at the shocked expression on the Lunar Princess’ face. Luna turned to Twilight with a healthy dose of concern. The princess was so shocked she reverted to archaic wording.
“What hath she done? Why didst she do that?”
Twilight could only shrug. She cast her mind back.
“The Princess saw me trying to use the door panel and she became obsessed with tapping ponies on the nose,” Twilight grumbled. She rubbed her snout with a hoof. “It’s starting to get out of hoof.”
Luna regarded the Solar Princess as she pranced down the hallways bopping servants on the nose with her hoof and giggling inanely.
“Indeed,” Luna commented wryly. “She is acting most strange. Like she is possessed.”
The pair glanced back at the normally dignified ruler skipping through the hallways humming a pleasant tune.
“I think we need help,” Twilight muttered.
“Agreed.”