Twilight Sparkle could have kissed Princess Celestia right then and there. She could have launched herself forwards with still-awkward wings, wrapped her hooves around Princess Celestia’s neck and tested if that thing that Cadence had mentioned about alicorns not needing to breathe was actually true, or if that was just a Cadence thing.
She did not do any of this because her mind was still reeling from the initial announcement. Maybe later, once she got over the shock a bit more, she’d show Princess Celestia exactly how she felt about this whole thing. It was certainly unprecedented, though judging by Princess Luna’s smile, a long time coming. The shock finally caught up with Twilight, and she collapsed on the floor, her face locked in a rictus smile and foaming slightly at the corners.
“Sister,” said Luna, gently poking Twilight in the ribs, “I believe you have broken her.”
“Hush, Luna,” said Celestia, a smile flitting across her face.
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Twilight awoke as the sun was setting. She had been carried up to her old tower, from when she was still Celestia’s student, which made sense. Technically, and in all legal sense, that tower was hers, until she decided that she no longer needed it and gave it back to Celestia. She’d just forgotten about it and its collection of books and equipment until the whole fiasco with Moon Dancer.
And that brought back the memory of what had happened earlier that day in full force. Twilight Sparkle’s heart swelled with delight. She knew what ponies said, and it wasn’t like she had ever denied it, but it didn’t mean that it was true. If she believed half of what ponies said about her and the Elements of Harmony, they were all having sex parties every night in Twilight’s castle. Not that the sex parties didn’t happen, of course, but every night would be absolutely exhausting and leave absolutely no time for study and would just be utterly impractical. Twilight wrestled her mind back on track. Princess Celestia had- ooh, she couldn’t wait until she told the girls when she got back down to Ponyville. Twilight Sparkle bounced around her room, and was stopped by something bouncing against her forehead. She paused, and found that she had somehow missed a scroll dangling from her horn. With a flash of magic, she levitated it off and unrolled it.
“Twilight, as I was about to say before you passed out from what appeared to be, and what I am assuming was pure joy, you must keep this a secret. Invite your friends up here on the weekend detailed below, and you will get to see the looks on their faces as I issue the full public announcement. Until then, Twilight, I must ask that you keep this to yourself.
Yours, Princess Celestia.”
Twilight frowned. She looked at the date below the letter. It was weeks away, and she had to pretend that she hadn’t heard the greatest news of her life until then.
Twilight glanced around. Her horn lit up, activating security and privacy spells. She couldn’t go for weeks without at least one unabashed expression of glee. For a few minutes, Twilight danced around the main floor of her old tower, singing out her joy, completely isolated from the rest of the world. It ended when she again, collapsed with sheer joy, and started frothing at the mouth again.
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It was time. Twilight could barely contain her excitement. She had managed to convince Princess Celestia to do an early version for just her and her friends. Twilight suspected that she agreed just so Twilight could get all of her excitement done before the big, and truly public announcement. No speeches were needed at this one, as it was mostly informal, but Twilight didn’t think that she could contain her feelings for much longer.
“And I present to you, my little ponies,” said Princess Celestia, “In recognition of her many achievements and her dedication to higher learning, the Twilight Sparkle Wing of the Royal Canterlot Archives.”
Twilight cut the ribbon with the giant pair of scissors that Celestia passed to her, and pulled the cloth off the engraved nameplate. Then, without waiting for permission, she danced off through her wing of one of the most famous libraries in Equestria. She knew, logically, that it wasn’t really hers, but it was her name on the gold plate above the door, and ponies would be saying her name when they talked about it from now on. She danced over to the shelves that were in the process of being filled by the caretakers, and proceeded to make out with one for ten minutes.
Then she danced back to some very bemused and amused friends.
“I love this library,” she declared, and then fell backwards, her face locked in a grin.
“She does this sometimes,” sighed Princess Celestia, “I’m sorry.”
“Eh, don’t be,” said Rainbow Dash, “we’ve all made her make that face a few times.”
Celestia raised one delicate eyebrow.
“Sex parties,” said Pinkie Pie.
Celestia’s eyebrow remained raised, but a smile flickered across her face as she glanced down at Twilight.
“And to think, I once worried that she didn’t get enough contact with other ponies.”