Really, I am.

I get to introduce Beans and Toast very soon in The Perilous Gestation of Swans. I've been waiting for months... almost a year? I don't know. It's been a bloody long time.

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This part of Canterlot Castle was most certainly not the dungeons and calling it such was a bit no-no. Oh, it might have been the dungeons at some point in the very recent past, but it had been renovated, repurposed, and given a new name to reflect its many changes. It was now the residence of their very special guest. It was one of the most secure places in all of Equestria, built to purpose and guarded by the Royal Pony Sisters themselves.

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“I still have my doubts, Cadance.” Celestia, who was sprawled over a sofa in a most unprincessly manner, wiggled around while trying to find a comfortable position. “The events of the fall have left me shaken. Adventus has left me with an extreme feeling of unease. The current political situation has me jittery. I’m not having panic attacks, those seem to be better, but I am still plagued by doubt.”

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Princess Celestia strode down the hallway, and the caravan followed. Following her just off of her left, what she felt was her ‘good side,’ was Seville Orange, wearing a body mount that held a motion picture camera. Behind them was most of the Princess Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns Audio Visual Club. Students of all ages and sizes, ranging from those were about to graduate with degrees to those just starting their academic tagged along, some carrying film, others carried bags

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Should I even be writing romance friendship?

All good things must come to an end, and this was a night that could not last forever, no matter how much Gosling desired for it to happen. The liquor that Luna had given him was strange, laced with lavender and anise, and several glasses had completely floored him. Now, he was stumbling along beside Luna, as she led him back to bed.

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The mare beside Gosling was a big, warm, wonderful creature made of sunshine. She also smelled like vanilla. No, she reeked of vanilla, as if she had been soaked in it. He sniffed, feeling euphoric, then he began to stretch himself, extending his hind legs, and going tense until starbursts appeared in his vision. After his stretch, he relaxed and enjoyed his headrush while filling his nose with the scent of vanilla.

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Dinner. Celestia made the reasonable assumption that sitting down to dinner together made them very much like any other family, just with a nicer table and silverware. Oh, and they ate together in a castle too, but it wasn’t that far fetched to assume that it wasn’t that different than an average family. Cadance and Shining Armor were here, with little Flurry in a chair like a big filly, though she needed a booster seat. Luna was present, sitting at the other end of the

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“The cloak suits you, Gosling. It’s quite dramatic.” Turning his head, Prince Blueblood cocked one eyebrow and tilted his head as he studied Gosling. “You know, if you do not feel up for this, we can postpone this meeting until later.” Reaching out with his mind, Blueblood dimmed the lights a bit, hoping that it might help Gosling not feel so self-conscious about himself.

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The problem with tea, as Celestia saw it, was that it wasn’t nearly as caffeinated as coffee. This… annoyance had plagued Celestia for a time, irking her, violating her sensibilities, and driving her to distraction. With time, with her being the crafty mare that she was, she had turned her attention to the problem.

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Do as you will. Go nuts. Remain calm. Whatever.