- >As you are about to flip the pancakes in the pan, Celestia comes through the door.
- >"Mmmh, I was wondering what that amazing smell was. Morning, Anon."
- "Good morning, Sunbutt."
- >Celestia giggles at the mention of her pet name.
- >"You do know we have royal cooks here, don't you?"
- >You turn away from the pancakes for a moment.
- "Sure, but I thought the best Princess was deserving of a breakfast made by the best boyfriend."
- >She mockingly punches you in the shoulder with a sheepish grin.
- >Being the beta faggot that you are, you wince at the unexpected physical contact.
- >Hot pancake batter goes flying everywhere, including onto Her Majesty The Sun Horse herself.
- >She shrieks as the hot batter covers her, tries to dodge the rest of it but trips over her own legs and falls.
- >You stand in the middle of the chaos, pulling your head between your shoulders.
- "S-Sorry."
- >The princess rolls around on the floor in pain.
- >"Owwwww, ahh, I think I broke something, ugh."
- >The next day.
- >You're in the hospital wing of the castle, next to Celestia's bed.
- >Her burnt face is bandaged, her front legs are in casts.
- >Sweating profusely, you apologise.
- "I'm sorry for what happened yesterday morning, really, really, sorry."
- >Celestia gives you a weak smile.
- >"It's okay Anon, it happens."
- >You shake your head.
- "No... it's not okay. Stuff like this always happens to me."
- >You sigh while rubbing one of Celestia's ears.
- "Anyways... I made some pancakes. Want some?"
- >She smiles.
- >"Sure. I'm dying to find out how they taste like."
- >Your jaw drops in shock.
- >"Y-You're dying?"
- >Celestia rolls her eyes in jest and giggles.
- >"It's just a figure of speech, silly. Now, her Highness wishes you to let me have a taste of those pancakes."
- >You open a plastic box and get some out, together with a fork.
- >Only then you remember that she couldn't use her front hooves.
- "Uh, so how's this going to work?" you say, pointing to her front legs."
- >"Well, I guess you just have to feed me." Celestia concludes.
- >You let out a sigh.
- "This'll be awkward, won't it?"
- >After feeding Celestia some pancakes, a sudden realisation hits you.
- "Wait, couldn't you just have used your magic?"
- >Celestia grins sheepishly.
- >"Sssht. Just let it happen, Anon."
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