• Published 24th Jun 2022
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The End is Not the End - Hoofprintz



Upon the deaths of her most trusted and loved, Twilight Sparkle begins to show signs of delirium. It's up to her remaining family to save her from the darkness.

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Cadance : Emergency

My daughter's training sessions were a work of art. Her father had started her down the path of protecting others at the tender age of five, and though she had yet to complete that journey, her skill was already undeniable. She zigged this way and zagged that way through the sky, effortlessly avoiding the storm clouds that attempted to electrocute her. Keeping track with my eyes was impossible, like trying to follow a leaf being blown around inside of a tornado. She'd been taught to fly by Rainbow Dash herself, and it showed when she was in the air.

After evading more collisions and bolts of lightning than I could count, she descended to the ground, folding her wings in gracefully as she came to a landing. Her horn sparkled with yellow light, seven training dummies flickering to life around her. Three approached wielding swords while the others remained at a distance, setting arrows into their wooden crossbows. A buck here, a shoulder charge there, and a rough headbutt made easy work of the swordsponies who'd failed to connect with their attacks.
Four arrows splintered one after another against Flurry, a network of blue hearts set alight all over the exterior of her body. The sight reminded me of Shining Armor, the love of my life. I couldn't help but smile at the thought.

Flurry charged her magic and sent an arcing trace of energy through all four weapons, simultaneously disarming the remaining threats. She smirked confidently as she dropped the crossbows behind herself. She looked my way with a raised eyebrow, waiting anxiously, expecting to receive praise. I clapped my hooves and nodded approvingly.

"Impressive as always, dear," I stood up and trotted over to her. She hadn't even broken a sweat, nor was she short of breath. For a session that had lasted more than an hour, it was more than impressive, it was downright astonishing. Decades of practice had paid out dividends, still, I felt the need to poke a little fun at her. "But you do know if you were a normal pony those arrows would've gotten you."

"Oh come on, Mom!" her smile turned sour, "I could've dodged those if I wanted to. Besides, I gotta work out my shield every so often or it might start to lose its effectiveness." She picked up a rock with her wing and tossed it above her head. It fell atop her mane, the ephemeral blue hearts preventing it from coming into contact with her.

"You know that'll never happen," I poked her cutie mark with a hoof causing her to jump away with a squeal. A light blue crystal heart adorning a silver shield decorated her flank, a fusion of my own cutie mark and her father's. "Your special talent comes from the love your dad and I have for you, and that love will never change."

"I know," her smile brightened up, bigger than before. She looked to the heavens, her eyes an open book of recollection. "He always told me the same thing too."

"Because it's the truth." I gently drew her into an embrace with my wings, wrapping my forelegs around her. "Even if we're separated from each other, our love for you will never change."

"Love you, Mom," she laughed, her forelegs draping around my neck.

"I love you too, my little heart." I squeezed tightly. As she drew away I gave her a playful peck on the cheek.

"Mom, I'm not little anymore, I'm almost a hundred!" her cheeks began to resemble ripe tomatoes as she turned away. Expert aerial ability wasn't the only thing she'd picked up from her former flight instructor.

"You'll always be my little heart, Flurry," I placed a hoof over my mouth to stifle a giggle.

"Yeah, yeah, I-" her tone changed as I trotted up beside her. "Uh... Mom?"

"What is it, de-" Her half open eyes were locked onto something far in the distance. Following them revealed the obviously blinding reason for her sudden shock.

"Am I... am I seeing... what I think I am?" she asked. The setting sun was drawing closer and closer to our planet at an alarming rate.

"I... think... so?" was all my mind could process other than sun, too close, and bad.

"That's... not supposed to happen... is it?" she asked, her brain apparently not functioning properly either. The star's motion began to slow, at first to a crawl and then gradually coming to a complete stop. At least, that's what appeared to be happening.

"I don't think so," I muttered, just as shocked by the odd situation.

What is Twilight doing?

Maybe an experiment? Had something gone wrong?

What should we do?

"Should... should we do something?" Flurry was able to turn away from the potential catastrophe and question me. "Mom?" she laid a hoof on my shoulder snapping me out of my daze when I didn't reply. I must've looked particularly affected because her face had softened considerably. Her concerned expression bolstered my confidence.

It's Twilight. My sister, and the savior and ruler of Equestria.

If anypony could handle the problem, it was her.

"I think we should give it a minute." I looked back at what could actually be the end of our world. It had stopped or at least was moving at an imperceptible pace. In any case, there was precious little we could do if whoever was manipulating it decided to collide it with our planet.

My heart pounded harder than it ever had before. I drew my daughter close with my wing. She didn't protest. The seconds ticked by like hours as we watched on in silence. It was especially frustrating because we couldn't look directly at such a bright mass, which made it harder to judge its position and movement. Had it stopped? Was it inching ever closer? After what felt like years I was compelled to act. I turned on my hoof, gesturing at Flurry with my head toward our home. "Let's get back to the castle, I'm sure Twilight is in control of what's going on, but it's probably a good idea to send her a message."

"I could pop over, see if anything wierd's going on, check in on Auntie Twi," Flurry fell into trot next to me.

"I don't think that'll-" As I spoke the sky suddenly darkened. We turned around to find the sun nowhere to be seen. "What is going on?" I asked, frustration starting to get the better of me. Seconds later the moon ascended high into the sky. It was still early, but similar events weren't completely unheard of.

But not for my little sister. Twilight was a stickler for following her lists and schedules. I'd bet all the bits in the empire's vault that she still had a checklist for her day to day activities. No, something was definitely wrong. My intuition had served me well after all these years, and right now I could sense impending trouble in my bones.

"Captain Heart! Your Highness!" The shout came from behind us. We turned back to find one of my guards landing roughly in front of us. His breathing was ragged as he quickly saluted Flurry before half-heartedly performing a bow to me. He'd not even folded in his wings, the urgency emanating from him setting off numerous alarms inside me. "Forgive my impudence, but there's something that demands your attention, Your Highness." He raised himself from his bow quickly, a look of intense dread on his face. "As well as yours, Captain."

"What is it?" I asked. Flurry hardly ever acted as the princess she was. She'd insisted it was 'just not as fun as being Captain of the Guard', the position she'd inherited from her father when he'd passed, a position she'd upheld with a grace and dignity that lived up to the legacy Shining Armor had left behind.

"It's... it's Princess Luna." His words sent an uncomfortable jolt bouncing around in my spine.

"Granny Moona!?" Flurry was already in motion, unfurling her wings and blasting upward into the sky with a single mighty flap. Her reaction time made mine seem like a snail's. The guard and I watched her hover in the air for a second, scanning the distance, before she bolted in the direction of the castle, leaving a pink streak of light in her wake.

"Not only that, Your Highness," the guard looked back at me. My stress-filled stare causing him to drop his head. "Prin-" he wasn't able to finish. A moment later he stomped a hoof and looked me square in the face, now full of determination. "Something's happened to Princess Celestia. It..." Still, he faltered, even after working up his nerve. "It doesn't look good, Your Highness."

My body went numb.

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I touched down in front of the palace gates with a muted clop, my wings folding hastily against my sides. I'd flown as if heavy weights were tied around my legs, a haze of uncertainty obscuring my way. Everything had become grimy, the colors in the world dull and ugly. Landing in front of the three alicorns compounded the hopeless feelings swirling around inside of me. Seeing Aunt Luna in such a state heightened my deepest fear.

She and Flurry were doing everything they could to carry Auntie Celestia's motionless body on their backs. The size of the Princess of the Sun, of my beloved aunt, making both of them tremble under the ordeal.

"Forgive our... intrusion... Cadance, but..." Aunt Luna spoke through gritted teeth. "We did not... know... what..." her tears began to fall as she choked on her words.

"Aunt Luna..." My hooves were glued to the ground.

"She wouldn't let me teleport them." Flurry sounded like she was struggling, but the drive in her eyes was strong. Aunt Luna always observed the laws of whatever land she occupied. I assumed it was because the last time she'd openly broken Equestrian law she'd created a set of circumstances, of collapsing dominoes, that couldn't be stopped. This was above such trivialities, at least in my territory.

One of my aunts is...

Without hesitation I reached into my magic reserves to teleport us, no objections from anypony. In the blink of an eye, the four of us were inside my room. "She'll stay here," I ordered. "Lay her on my bed." I shook the blankets loose with a spell before sweeping them out of the way. They laid her down carefully on the mattress using a mix of their telekinesis.

"What... happened?" Flurry was in her own state of shock, her look of confusion only amplified by the tone of her voice.

I didn't have the luxury of taking time to listen or make inquiries. I may not have been a certified medical practitioner, but I was the most qualified here, possibly in all of Equestria, for a situation like this. Originally just a hobby, it had quickly turned into an obsession. Any pain I witnessed drove me further and further down the medical rabbit hole, especially where the five of us were concerned. Love had the habit of doing that. When your only foal falls ill and the most assuring thing you're told is 'we're just not really sure', you tend to find answers on your own. The Crystal Empire was home to some of the most talented physicians on the planet, but that was little help to us.

We were alicorns, our physiology may be somewhat similar to other races, but it wasn't identical. Identifying and assessing her wounds was of the utmost importance. Some minor scratches and bruises were already fading, evidence of the regenerative qualities of our species. Normal cuts or blows couldn't have done this much damage. A semi-magical, semi-physical barrier covered our skin just above the coat, as far as I could ascertain. It would take considerable force for anything to pierce that layer of protection.

My horn pulsed with energy as I performed a full body scan of my Aunt Celestia. The light blue line of energy started at the tip of her horn and slowly traveled downward, examining her different internal systems. Brain activity was mostly normal, if slightly erratic.

A dream, or more likely a nightmare plaguing her slumber?
Fractured bones in the neck, possibly whiplash. Severely broken bones in the back, originating around the withers and becoming less damaged moving away.

Her wings were a mangled mess, as if a sledge hammer had been used on each and every feather. My breath caught in my throat.

"Cadance?" A voice tried to break through my concentration, but failed. The rest of the scan proved to be a lot more promising. There was no serious damage below her midsection, but the collection of bone fragments was the elephant in the room. Her bones were almost completely shattered and as such, I'd venture a guess that some pieces had penetrated her internal organs.

The main issue nagging me was the complete lack of any blood. My scan had found no internal bleeding whatsoever.

Has she already healed? Over the pieces of bone? Will that be an issue?

These questions were beyond my knowledge. Injuries like these could be permanent. For an alicorn? I didn't know.

Could her bones regenerate and reconstruct themselves properly by themselves? Could they magically disappear from within her own organs? The less likely best case scenario was months, maybe years, of rehab with trouble moving throughout. The more likely, worst case scenario was...

"CADANCE!" The explosion of my Aunt Luna's Royal Canterlot Voice broke through my train of thought at precisely the wrong moment.

"Paralysis..." The word left my lips thoughtlessly. I wanted to grab it, to put it back into my mouth and swallow it down so the idea couldn't exist, so that it would just be a thought in my head and not...

"No..." Aunt Luna's whimper came out in a rush of breath. She had sat down next to her sister, cupping the larger alicorn's white hoof in her own. There'd been no pause to her tears since arriving, but my carelessness finally pushed her over the edge. "Tia... no... please..." Something left her eyes. A light? Hope? Her head fell limply onto the hoof she held so lovingly. "You cannot..." My aunt never showed this side of herself to anypony. She was very much like Twilight in that aspect. Order, law, and appearances must must all be upheld. It was a philosophy much like my Auntie Celestia's, but was never compromised by her younger sister.

We are a princess, we must always carry ourself as such.

Her words had stuck with me throughout the years. Her cries rocked her small frame, her face buried in Auntie Celestia's foreleg. "Tia... please..."

"Mom, there's nothing you can do?"

That's right, Flurry is here too.

I'd forgotten. There was an abnormality tinging her voice, something I couldn't quite put my hoof on. I didn't want to look at her. Didn't want to let her down. Didn't want to lie to her, but I couldn't just remain silent.

"I don't..." I didn't think so. "I don't know." My blood ran cold at my own admittance. Was there really nothing I could do? Had my aunt placed her trust in me and I'd failed her? Was the one I love like my own mother doomed to such a cruel fate... because of my weakness?

"Your Highness!" Flurry's tone had changed, her choice of words surprising me, so much so that I looked at her without thinking. "You can, Mom," a tear slid down her face. "I know you can."

My daughter did not cry. The only time I'd ever seen her come close was at her father's funeral. I had been an inconsolable mess then. Friends tried, family tried, but nothing worked. With a heartfelt smile she'd pulled me into a deep hug. I couldn't understand how she'd felt. She'd been as close to her father as I was if not moreso, how could she be smiling at a time like that? It didn't make any sense to me. After she'd drawn back and wiped my tears away, she rested her forehead against mine. "We'll be together again Mom. This isn't goodbye... it's... see you later." Everything I knew, every instinct I had, laughed at the notion. And yet... I felt a warmth seep into my heart. It had spread through me, down to my hooves and up to the tip of my horn. The doubt. The fear. The loss. All of the negativity was blotted out by her words. The edges of my mouth lifted. I even laughed a little. She hugged me again and I'd reciprocated.

The memory ignited my heart, a maelstrom of emotions surging through my veins.

I refuse. I won't let this happen.

The light that emerged from my horn was so brilliant, so sublime, it spread to my eyes. Flurry turned her head away, my radiance too much for her to take. Aunt Luna hadn't even lifted her head, still clutching her sister's hoof... still devastated by a sorrow that I would destroy.

Wait... what is that?

I could see her... heart? No, not a heart, but flames? They pulsed, a blazing inferno one second and then a flickering candle the next.

Throbbing from my flank demanded my attention. The crystal heart that was my cutie mark shined brightly, as vivid as the light coming from my horn. It was reacting in time with the fire in the Princess of the Night. It compelled me forward, filled my mind with the knowledge I'd need to fix this mess. Yet even at a moment of such clarity and revelation, doubt tried to creep inside me.

Will it work? Do I have any other options?

I looked back at my daughter, her hoof lifted in front of her face, still shying away from my blinding light.

I know you can. her encouragement echoed in my head.

It'll work. It has to.

"Auntie?" My voice was resounding, commanding acknowledgement. My aunt looked at me, her eyes growing wide at what had to be quite the sight. My light was making it hard for her to focus, but she refused to look away. As I closed the space between us to stand next to her, she had to squint to continue facing me. "I can try something." Her eyes lit up, the flames in her heart dancing wildly without ceasing. "But it's within you." Her brow furrowed, a confused expression her only reply. The flames in her shrunk down a measure. "I know, that doesn't really sound like it makes sense, but..." I looked at the supine princess.

Her breaths came in rapid succession. Fragments of bone might have entered her lungs. If that was the case, they could be what was hampering her breathing. If they shifted around that could cause even more issues. "Auntie, I don't know what will happen," I laid my hoof on her shoulder. "But if I don't try..."

"Anything," she took my hoof into hers. She was trembling. "We will do anything to help her, Cadance." Her desperation was palpable.

"Even if it means-"

"ANYTHING!" The desperation in her was gone in an instant, replaced by an unwavering determination. The embers in her had become a raging wildfire at her sudden overflowing courage. I looked back at Flurry. Her eyes had apparently adjusted to the new environment, squinting the only concession she had to maintain to watch.

She nodded her assent as well. With her blessing I looked back down at the dark blue alicorn. She squeezed my hoof tightly. "Please!" I had her consent as well.

"Okay," I nodded. I released the magic that had built up inside of me, a power I wasn't intimate with, but one that fed me confidence. Tendrils of light wriggled from my horn, latching onto the energy inside of my Aunt Luna. The connection sent shivers down my spine.

I'd never felt a swell of strength, of emotion, so staggeringly vast. She closed her eyes, the link not appearing to adversely affect her. More tendrils sprouted forth from my horn. These cords, higher in number, approached my older aunt. They spread over her body, enveloping her in a snug cocoon of my light blue magic.

I could see everything, could manipulate it all. There were, in fact, fragments of bone in multiple organs. Lungs, stomach, even some in her heart. It was much worse than I'd initially thought. All of it had been mended, but the regeneration simply healed over the chaos. It could be why alicorns rarely got broken bones. I couldn't recall a single time in my life when I had. Flurry either.

Have either of my aunts?

I'd have to ask them later.

I coated a fragment lodged in her lung with my spell. I then flashed it out of existence, the change causing the alabaster alicorn to stir uncomfortably. I filled the space left by the bone with a gelatinous bit of mana. The gel would first aid in the process of regeneration and then absorb into the organ once everything was better.

Where did this level of precision come from?

I wasn't...

Aunt Luna! Of course!

The magical link I'd formed with her was allowing me to do this. I repeated the process. Select bone fragment. Remove. Fill gap in with mana. With each repetition, Auntie Celestia reacted less and less. I prayed that was a good sign. After her organs were fully cleared and treated, I patched together her neck. All breaks could easily be reattached and mended with relative ease, thank goodness. Finally...

I stared at the destruction in her back. Since a lot of her skeleton could be considered dust at this point, I was at a complete loss. I couldn't remove and so, I couldn't repair. What options were left? The magic surrounding Auntie Celestia began to contract of its own volition. It fixed around her withers and wings, the last area left that needed aid.

I felt a sweltering heat course through me. Aunt Luna's flames had overtaken my spell, first linking to my horn and continuing to her sister's back. The fire burned inside the Sun Princess even more vibrantly than my light. So bright I had to cover my eyes with a hoof. After the final embers had died out I was able to see again. I lowered my hoof to find my magic had all vanished.

"Did it... did it work?" Aunt Luna looked over her sibling. She wiped her face with a foreleg, her tears completely exhausted.

"Of course it did! Mom is an expert," Flurry reassured her, brushing some of the Sun Princess' waving hair out of the alicorn's face. "She's gonna be fine." Flurry's faith in me was truly that of a foal for her mother, but...

"Lulu?" Auntie Celestia's labored voice startled the three of us. She hadn't opened her eyes or even moved prior to speaking.

"SISTER!" She took my aunt's hoof into her own again, squeezing it gently. "I am here, Tia!"

"Thank... you Lulu... for... for everything." Her speech was slow, deliberate... and then she fell silent.

"Tia?" Aunt Luna's eyes grew wide as she began shaking the lifeless hoof in hers. "TIA!?" her voice cracked.

No! If it was possible for an alicorn to die of fear I would have at that very moment. I launched my magic outward in a last ditch effort to-

"Lulu... I'm... fine," Auntie Celestia coughed slightly. She still hadn't opened her eyes, but she at least looked more relaxed. "I just... need... some rest." My younger aunt and I breathed a sigh of relief, as I retracted the wave of energy I'd pushed out. Flurry, on the other hoof, let out a loud guffaw.

"O-of course Tia... forgive us." Aunt Luna stroked her sister's hoof, an embarrassed expression crossing her face.

I guess there were still some tears left in her after all.

I wiped my eyes with my foreleg. Were they tears of fear? Sadness? Joy? I couldn't be sure. I hadn't realized I was crying or when It'd started.

"We should let them rest," Flurry suggested as she trotted to the door.

"Right," I agreed with a nod. "Aunt Lun-"

"We will-" she paused. "I will remain by my sister's side... with your permission, of course, Cadance." She was firm until she seemed to realize where she currently was, her demand for following regulations back at the forefront.

"Of course, Auntie. Let one of us know if you need anything," I gave her a crooked smile as I turned to leave the room. Flurry wrapped a foreleg around my neck, pulling me close, an ecstatic smile on her muzzle.

"Cadance?" The Night Princess' call stopped us in our tracks. I glanced over my shoulder. The smile on her face, the life that had come back to her eyes, was a far greater reward than I deserved. "Thank you," she bowed her head. My lower lip quivered, my vision becoming blurred. Flurry tugged me forward as she guided me out of my quarters.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Once we'd put enough space between the two of us and my room I collapsed, my legs no longer able to bear the load. A heap of sobs bounced off the hallway walls, tremors racking my body relentlessly. Flurry sat next to me, not letting me out of her grasp. I cried and cried. Tears of grief. Tears of joy. Tears of stress. Tears of relief.

"It's okay, Mom, everything's okay now." All the while my daughter held me as if I were the foal and she the parent. It wasn't the first time and likely wouldn't be the last. I welcomed it. I cherished her.

"I was-" I hiccuped. "so scared, Flurry," I cried into her chest. To have the pressure of your own family's life placed in your hooves, with no forewarning at that. The severity of everything finally hit me like a ton of bricks. My limbs tingled, my blood turning ice cold.

"But you did it," she whispered, her words were like a medicine, curing a sickness that was eating away my insides. "You did it, Mom!" she laughed, hugging me tighter. "I knew you could!"

"How?" I sniffled.

"How?" she mirrored.

"How could you have known?" I questioned. Her faith in me had to have limits... didn't it?

"Because I know you," she was full of trust with not an ounce of doubt in her. "Love doesn't fail, Mom," she nuzzled into my neck. "It never does."

I wept.

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The next few days passed by in a blur. Auntie Celestia's condition improved dramatically with rest. My final spell had completely restored all of the bones in her back, essentially a miracle energized by the magic inside of my Aunt Luna. Auntie Celestia slipped in and out of consciousness over the three days, waking only to take a sip of water or to say a few words to her sister. Aunt Luna, for her part, never left her sister's side.

"If I am to eat, it will be right here. If I am to sleep, it will be right here. I will not leave my sister's side," she'd declared. Nopony pushed the issue, even though her exhaustion was becoming apparent. She wouldn't sleep. "I must patrol her dreams. She will not have any nightmares. Not while I have any strength left in me." Her dedication was admirable, if anything. So we did what we could. We kept her fed and hydrated. If Auntie Celestia was incapacitated for too long we'd eventually have to do something about Aunt Luna, but we'd cross that bridge if we came to it.

While waiting for Auntie Celestia's recovery I'd sent a letter to Canterlot in the hopes that I could find... well, anything out. Aunt Luna was completely focused on her sister and interrogating her then felt wrong. The mailmare I sent had returned with a peculiar tale. Canterlot was surrounded by a barrier, the entire capital. Apparently, Nothing was entering and nothing was leaving. Even creatures like birds appeared to be circumventing the spell. It was hard to believe. I'd toyed with the idea of sending a scouting party, a team of unicorns and pegasi to investigate the strange anomaly. Red flags. My gut didn't like that one bit and so, I was forced to wait for my aunt to recover.

It happened the third day after their arrival. I was in the dining hall, eating a delicious breakfast of oatmeal filled with my favorite fruits and hay cakes when Flurry popped into reality right next to me. I was so surprised by her sudden appearance I'd flipped the bowl of oatmeal directly into my own face.

"Flurrrry..." I growled, a slice of peach falling from my cheek.

"OH!" she covered her mouth with her hoof, riotous laughter threatening to spill out. "Goodness, I'm sorry, Mom." She used her telekinesis to wipe away the food with one of my napkins.

"What is so imp-" I tried to speak once she was finished cleaning me, but her gasp interrupted me.

"Granny Sola! No time!" She teleported us to my room without another word. Coming out of the spell filled my heart with a joy so potent I felt like I was going to float off the ground and into the sky. My staggeringly beautiful aunt sat up in bed, her full majesty a beacon of comfort. She looked well. Content. It was a moment later when my aunts both looked at me with snickering faces that I'd realized I'd unfurled my wings and was hovering just above the floor.

"Auntie Celestia!" My wings propelled me at her, probably with more vigor than they should have, but I was too excited to care. I slammed into her open forelegs, wrapping her up in a squeeze so tight she might not be able to breathe, her response a loud oof.

"Cadance," she embraced me with her massive wings. "Thank you for saving me." She was so warm. Our sun. I could stay like this for days. I retreated only after Aunt Luna cleared her throat assertively.

"Your gratitude should really be given to Aunt Luna and Flurry," I said wiping a tear of joy away. "Without them I would've been helpless." Auntie Celestia smiled at me before turning to Flurry and holding her forelegs out. Flurry trotted up next to the bed, kneeling on it to get closer to Auntie Celestia. She was so much smaller than the ivory alicorn.

"Thank you, little one," Auntie Celestia gently pulled Flurry into herself. She was the only one Flurry allowed to call her little without a fuss. My daughter's expression of pure elation hadn't flinched at the term.

"I'm so glad you're okay, Granny Sola," Flurry snuggled into her neck. Her warmth was like a flower full of pollen and everypony else the bees.

"You and your silly nicknames," Auntie Celestia laughed, the sound melodious. Flurry backed off the bed. Auntie Celestia turned to her sister. They shared a simple look, but something so much more than that, something that could only be understood through an immeasurable amount of time together, a bond that could not be frayed or worn, not after everything they'd been through together. "Luna..."

"I know, Tia," she smiled. Auntie Celestia took a deep breath in and then slowly expelled it.

"I'm sure you have many questions ladies..." she held her eyes closed.

Yes, too many.

I sat on my rump, as did Flurry. "So I suppose I should start at the beginning."

Author's Note:

So fun fact, this story was originally just going to be from the perspective of Luna, Celestia, and Twilight, but a friend suggested that Cadance and Flurry would still be alive. I'm glad they did. I think this story is so much better because of Cadance and Flurry. Love is a HUGE part of the narrative and Cadance and Flurry exude that in spades. Also I think they're both really funny.