Loved By The Sun
By: TCSNxs
Chapter One
Serendipity
Twilight tapped a hoof on the circular central desk of Golden Oaks library while her violet eyes stared off at nothing in particular. She’d been stuck on the same line for the last few hours. Normally, the unicorn wasn’t at a loss for words, which only heightened her frustration.
A strand from her two-toned mane used that moment to dangle in front of her vision. Without bothering to decide it it were metaphorical or not, she moved her tapping hoof off the desk and brushed it aside. Afterwards, she attempted to work through her stuck supposition. Twilight looked down at her words to judge them with her own critical eye if they were worthy.
Speak to me words of the Acrostic
form that I see more in your will.
A bastion braced of a simple word;
basking in the glow of act, the art.
The librarian shook her head while she struggled to find the right wording. She’d been stuck on these particular problems more often than not as of late. Along the way, she'd come to the conclusion that life of a "starving artist" would leave her perpetually hungry.
“What are the words,” the unicorn mumbled slowly. Seeing no immediate answer and the frustration building, her head surrendered to gravity and dropped with a resounding thump. She moved to raise her head, but found more resistance than she anticipated. She struggled for another moment before she let out a groan.
“Twilight?” Spike asked as sauntered out of the kitchen. His normally clean apron was spattered with splotches of a Marinara sauce. “Are you okay?
“Yeslth,” the librarian answered, her mouth muffled by paper and wood.
“Did you get your horn stuck again?” Spike asked as his clawed foot tapped the ground. He watched as Twilight’s neck pulled against the weight of her head, but no upward movement was forthcoming.
“....Yes,” she finally answered. At least she managed to free her mouth of the paper.
Spike sighed. The baby dragon moved quickly towards the stuck and frustrated unicorn. When he climbed up the stool she sat on, he balanced himself on what space was left on top of it. Taking up two clawfuls of Twilight’s mane, he gave a tremendous yank. Between the two, they finally managed to free the magical mare’s horn free of the desk.
Both fell back off the stool, where Spike had hit the floor first, followed by Twilight. Twilight struggled to regain her hoofing and her dignity while Spike just bounced up. Something about the resilience of the young left many a philosopher and doctor baffled, as demonstrated by the baby dragon.
As Twilight rubbed her horn, Spike set the stool vertical again and climbed atop, surveying the damage done to the central desk. Aside from where Twilight’s horn had cleanly punctured the desk next to the previous two spots, he saw a pile of books and many crumpled pieces of parchment.
“Love Poems for the Lonely Mare, Serenades: Wooing Your Object Of Love, Eroticism For Morons.” Spike read off the spines of the pile of books as he tapped his chin. He looked down and saw the wording on the librarian’s latest frustration. Where he expected some vague equations or a long dissertation on some magical phenomenon, he found a simple grouping of words. He mumbled while reading, “Speak to me words of the Cinquain; in those five line, syllabic kisses. Let's measure in beats of two between thy legs and thy...”
The paper quickly glowed in a raspberry color and rolled up tightly, courtesy of Twilight’s magical grasp. Spike turned to watch the paper float past the Unicorn’s perturbed face.
“Spike, you breath a word of this to anypony...” Twilight growled as much as spoke.
“Twilight, what gives?” Spike asked before it hit him. His face broke into a smile. “You’re in love.”
Discovered, Twilight dropped her head as she quietly berated herself for not having used a more secluded location. Indeed, the object of her affections was coming soon and she desperately wanted to finish the "research" she was doing. She reminded herself that personal collection of books was lacking the relevant information. Hence, she brought her papers down as she was sure there would be time to stash the evidence. Such was the price of not taking precautions.
Something about the way Twilight moped shattered the baby dragon's heart. He climbed down from the stool and moved slowly towards his friend's side. Spike gently put a claw on her shoulder. The two held the pose like a painting of surrogate siblings.
“Who is it?” Spike asked. He layered his voice with as much gentleness as he could muster.
~(o)~
Luna galloped down the marbled hall as fast as her hooves would carry her. Normally, she'd taken her time with all the visage and pomp due of her station. But when the guard that fetched her expressed the urgency with which Celestia spoke and forbade the door be opened, she dropped all notions of pretense.
Luna arrived at the double doors that marked the entrance to Celestia’s private abode. The guards didn't bother with any salutes and hurriedly pushed the doors open. Otherwise, the marauding Lunar Regent would have barreled her way through both the guards and the door. The Royal Guard understood one thing: There was no reasoning with Luna where Celestia was concerned.
“Tia!” Luna bellowed, her breathing was hardly labored. The doors quickly closed behind her as she finally found her sister. The Solar Regent's head laid very still on her rolltop desk. Luna's didn't dare blink as she put her hoofs to her sister's body. She rocked Celestia gently while panic continued to well up within her. “Tia! Wake up! Tia? Somepony fetch the...”
“Lulu, I’m fine,” Celestia finally spoke up in an even voice; the words reverberated off the inside the walls of the desk.
“Then why did you send for me?” Luna asked as she calmed down a bit. The Lunar Regent leaned in and examined the desk. Aside from her sister’s head took up a fair amount of space, there didn't seem anything out of place. As she pulled back, something below the desk had caught her eye. Curiosity drove Luna as she craned her neck down for a better angle. When she finally saw Celestia’s problem, she cackled.
“Sister, in the name of our mother and father, how did you put your horn through the desk?” Luna teased as she fought not laugh again. A bemused smile creased her face.
“When a pony thunders their head against wood while having a rather sharp horn attached above their brow, what do you think happens?” Celestia deadpanned, her head remaining still.
“And you cannot remove yourself for fear of injury,” Luna finished for her sister. Her brain was worked on ways to torment Celestia about the silly scene later.
“....yes,” Celesia confirmed.
Luna, an ear-to-ear grin splayed on her face, quickly figured the angle for her sister’s extraction. After she willed her magic into being, she seized Celestia within the confines of a Telekinesis spell. After she slowly moved her sister's bulk, Luna managed to extricate the Solar Regent from the compromising position. Once Celestia was free, Luna set her sister down and dismissed her magic.
Celestia sat herself upon the edge of the bed and quickly felt her horn up and down with her forehooves. As the Solar Regent called forth a magical spell to ensure that her horn wasn’t compromised, Luna glanced to the desk. Celestia’s favorite quill sat comfortably in its inkwell, which somehow withstood the impact made by her cranium. A parchment, below the newly formed hole in the desk, had scribbled words on the otherwise blank page.
I always did love the sunsets seen from
this window. It seems like a view only I
am privy to, though I have no qualms
sharing it with you, dear one. Will you
wait with me? The dawn comes soon.
“Tia?” Luna asked as she turned a suspicious eye towards her sister. Her grin grew even larger, if such things were possible.
“Hmm?” Celestia answered absently as she looked up as she dropped the Telekinesis spell she worked on a pillow.
“Who’s the stallion?”
Celestia gave Luna a blank look before she finally realized her incriminating words were found. She grasped the parchment with her magic and rolled it up. After opening a drawer with the same magical grip, she dropped the rolled paper into the drawer and shoved it closed with a thud. The desk rocked under the force of the drawer’s closure. In bitter irony, the top heavy inkwell to finally spilt over.
The Solar Regent watched in thorough frustration. Between the discovery that her sister would no doubt pester her to the end of time about, the compromised position in which she was found, the sore horn, and now the spilled ink, she had had enough. Her hooves met her head as it dropped down. For one of the few times in her life, the alicorn felt the bitter taste of embarrassment.
Luna watched her sister’s reaction. Despite the fact Celestia had banished her for a thousand years, she couldn’t help but feel sympathy. Everypony had those days. Luna seated herself next to her sister on the bed and wrapped a wing about her in the process.
“My apologies Tia,” Luna said softly. “I did not wish to upset you so.”
Celestia wasn’t saddened as much as frustrated. She sighed heavily and leaned in, where she found the wing-held embrace of some comfort. The two held the pose for a moment as if they were in a painting.
“Still though, the secret is out,” Luna said gently as curiosity drove her onward. “Who’s the lucky stallion?”
Celestia didn't answer right away. Rather, she judged her options. At length, she decided it would eventually come out due to her sister's continued prodding or investigations to the same.
"...Mare," She eventually spoke from behind her hooves.
“You writing prose? Must be a worthy mare.” Luna said, not surprised in the least. She put aside the obvious verbal tortures she could inflict for the moment. This was her sister. Given the fact Luna was sure Celestia’s horn had a splinter in it, she decided to be delicate.
"Who is it, Tia?”
Why does my brain tell me that this is the beginning of a love triangle?
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Maybe. Maybe not.
Tracked. I like this.
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Was going to read it... then I saw 1837383 THAT.
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Sorry but I have a very intents dislike of Trollestia....
1837425 Understandable. FWIW, it's not the intent nor premise.
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Alright I'll give it a shot...
I read this, then immediately thought of this:
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Seriously though, awesome stuff, looking forward to more. Liked and faved.
Alright great start, so both are stubborn and don't want to admit it... and the idea of Celestia banging her head hard enough to push her horn through her desk... ok I think that anatomically impossible but still funny.
1837450 Here Lies TCSNxs:
Died Dec. 21st, 2012
Passed away from a DDDAAAAWWWW attack.
Thank's man.
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Thanks. It might be, but it served a purpose. Given that fact that ponies also fly, do magic, and (in the case of the Royal Sisters) live for thousands of years, I felt had a little leeway with that.
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Okay, you have my attention. Faved, thumbed, Merry bucking Christmas to you good sir.
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Likewise, good sir!
Note to all you unicorns: it's a lot less painful simply to facehoof.
I have a feeling that this is going to turn wonderfully messy, very quickly.
Pretty neat, would like to see more
1837670 I've created stranger situations.
1837671 Within due time.
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Thanks for the new background!
1837686 There's a reason Good Guy/Stallion Fancy Pants is my avatar, ya know.
1837701 And a Happy Lunear.
Hmm, a bit short, it could go anywhere at this point. Still, I'm faving in order to watch this. Looking forward to it~
interesting opening. the writing is rather...intricate, ill have to remember to only read any upcoming chapter only whilst fully awake.
on a side note: when you say comedy, do you mean painfully embarrassing comedy?
1837787 Thanks. The shortness was, I admit, by design. A fair portion of my stories trend towards the wordy. There was more to it, which will roll into the next chapter. I just was curious if folks wanted to read it, more or less.
1837789 That's usually a good thing when dealing with most of my stories, for better or worse.
I like this introduction, the mirror situation that Twi and Celestia are shown in makes for a wonderful introduction, with Spike and Luna repsectively trying to pry out the crush. I am a big fan of the Twilight and Celestia romance (Which I am hoping this is going for already, lol). Will have to wait and see what all you have planned exactly, but you did a solid job with the intro here.
/fingers crossed for a good humorous TwiLestia fic. : )
1838265 To be honest, those are the plans.
Somehow, I get the feeling that this Twilestia fic will be different from the usual(which is often good anyway). I'm DEFINITELY in.
This story is different... I like it!
Favorited and upvoted!
Come oooooon, TwiLestia! -rolls dice- Daddy needs a Nat 20! Come ooooonnnn....
Anyway. Favourited for possible TwiLestia. I'll stick around either way, if only for horns in desks.
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I figured. I like good guys. They're usually awesome.
Twilestia shipping being one of my favorite... I will have to give this a look.
I like where this is going
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Im stealing that gif.
This. This looks good. I applaud you, because I haven't seen a good twilestia in a while.
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Can't wait for more :D
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I hope this doesn't turn into a love triangle, lol. It's been too long since I've seen a good Twilestia played straight. Ironic wording is ironic.
When can we expect the next chapter good sir?
1843997 I was going to let this sit for a bit, but given the response it's gotten, it'll be a few days at most. I have a chapter for another story I'm doing on the front burner at the moment (Lunajack). But I'm also stuck at work through Christmas, so this should leave me with ample time to get work on both of them done. Being a computer monkey has advantages.
1843326 Hopefully this doesn't give away too much, but those angles have been done a few times (some wonderfully so) and I doubt there's anything I could add to such a story line to make it worth while. I dislike the notion of making readers cover the same ground that's already been done putting enough twist on it to make it unique.
I've read more then a few Twilestia's and wanted to do one for a while. I believe I've got a few avenues I can pursue and make it worth while for the readers. So I hope anyway.
It's been months since I last read a [Comedy] Twilestia. This has a good start.
1844036 I hope you update soon, not many a story capture my interest as this one has.
Um, while interesting and overall well written, the horn planting is incredibly jarring. Twilight getting her horn stuck in the desk is bad enough, but the only way for Celestia to do the same is if she was engaged in upside down aerial acrobatics and fell on the desk. Her horn is just too long and juts up at too steep an angle to get stuck in the desk any other way, especially combined with her long muzzle. I know this sounds like nitpicking, but when I'm thrown out of the story because I can no long picture the events taking place and instead can only think about just how impossible something is it is quite jarring and distracting.
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Comedy trumps physics.
That was adorable.
Please more