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Please, note: this story is "AI translated" from russian language.

Beta-readind and text edit by - EpicGamer10075.

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Celestia shivered from the ambient cold and glanced nervously at the door, behind which the dreaded sounds of a rooster crowing were coming through. Carefully, she edged towards the table, then swallowed and looked at the crackers atop it, and reached out a hoof...

"Just, please don't..."

Suddenly, a triumphant crowing erupted, and a large rooster swooped down onto the table from above. The Princess immediately recoiled in terror to the corner, and the rooster crowed rudely after her, strutting smugly across the table, and began to leisurely peck at the rusks.

"Tea... only tea... again... I hate it!" Celestia attempted to cast a spell, but her magic only fizzled away into weak golden sparks. The Princess was on the verge of tears when suddenly she heard a voice that she hadn't heard in... a very, very long time.

"Well, did you lose the desire to matchmake?"

"L-Luna?! How are you here...?"

"Oh, it’s simple enough. You know, after returning from the moon, at first, I was so overjoyed that I didn't pay much attention to everything around me, but then I accidentally overheard your conversation with Pipsqueak... Out of nowhere, I have a nephew, new alicorns popping up all over like mushrooms after rainfall... Are you trying to replenish the treasury by matchmaking, or just for the love of the craft?"

Celestia stared at the rooster finishing off her crackers. Memories cut through the induced gloom like bright flashes.

"So this is... a nightmare?! LUNA!!!"

"What--me? I have nothing to do with this; this is all entirely your own creation, proving that at least a shred of conscience remains in you--I'm just watching from the sidelines. But, you'll run yourself ragged at this rate, so I decided to intervene. Sure, I could return things to the way they were, but..."

"No! Please don't!" Celestia wailed. "Get me out... wait, no, hold on. Give me back my magic."

"No problem..." Luna chuckled and flicked her sparkling wing.

"Well, you bastard, now I'll show you how to eat my rusks!" Celestia's nostrils flared viciously. The rooster, showing commendable awareness, swiftly dived through the window like a fish, which a moment later exploded outward along with a chunk of the wall.

"Feeling better?" Luna, sitting by the bed, smirked at her sister, who had bounced up and then, with a relieved groan, collapsed onto the sweat-soaked pillows on the bed.

"Phew... I could curse your Pipsqueak for such fantasies and a wild imagination..." Celestia muttered. "Eh... I'm starving now. Literally starving!"

Luna snickered.

"Firstly, Pipsqueak is not mine.” Luna slowly followed her sister as she spoke into her office, after she had slipped into slippers and a robe. There, Celestia pushed aside her grand portrait on the wall and hastily punched in a code on the formidable safe. It took her four attempts, her hooves shaking quite a bit. Luna rolled her eyes—inside the safe was a refrigerator filled with whole, non-eaten cakes.

"Not so fast. What about my nephew and other relatives?" The safe began to close slowly under the influence of her own magic.

"Are you kidding me?" Celestia tried to hold the door open. Golden magic mingled with cobalt, casting the safe in emerald hues, but night reigned around them... and the day lost.

"I should at least know when to expect a new addition to the family…" The safe slammed shut, the numbers on the locks spinning, changing the combination.

"LUNA!!!" Celestia jumped up in bed, looking around wildly. In the empty bedroom, a ghostly chuckle emanated around, slowly dissipating away.

"That little rascal..." Groaned Celestia, her stomach rumbling loudly, and from there the princess crawled back to the office, solemnly promising herself to think her jokes through more carefully in the future.

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Original rus-story - "the Lawyer".

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