Writers, Artists, Musicians; we all fear it. We dread the words, the single word that has doomed thousands of careers. That point where a creative genius is just stuck and can't move. "Block." It's been a good run, but Vinyl just doesn't have it in her anymore. For the longest time, she has been struggling to produce anything of value. Is this it then? Is this the end of DJ-PON3?

Not if Octavia has anything to say about it. Brace yourself, ponies. It's going to be one wild ride.

Thanks to John Perry and Nitrox for editing.

"Our Mother, who art the Sun, blessed by thy gaze. With faithful obedience, Thy will be done, in Equestria, as it is in the heavens..."

When a mishap occurs with Celestia's bathroom scale, an ancient protocol that may just doom Equestria is set into motion. With the entire palace staff now conspiring against her, the sun goddess must not only contend mountains of paper work, dancing celery sticks, and steroid pumped stallions, but a sister who will take this chance to torture Celestia any way she can as payback for her banishment. Lock the cupboards and barricade the fridge! It's the Royal Diet!

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Tightly wrapped are the chains of immortality and heavy is the metal out of which they are forged. To live forever is the greatest gift and also the cruelest of curses. One that not even the gods would wish on their enemies.

Image belongs to PinstripedApocalypse at http://browse.deviantart.com/?q=old celestia&order=9&offset=72#/d4iu5t6.