Silk Notes [1]

>How boring.

>How boring how boring how boooooring.

>You sit, row five, seat twenty-three.

>In a fucking concert hall.

>Listening to some stringy hoity-toity music.

>Luna leans over, "art thou fine, Anonymous the Human?"

>You grumble.

>Cadence looks over, "you're fidgeting a lot. Do you need to use the restroom?"

"No. I'm fine."

>Celestia shushes all of you and looks back to the stage.

>Three fucking princesses and they couldn't even get you all good seats?

>There aren't even any snacks and it feels uncomfortable being around all of these high class ponies.

>Celestia did dress you up in a nice little suit, however.

>You swear you were these three Alicorn's play things.

>It was nice living the high life in Equestria.

>The only drawback was to have to regularly attend events like these.

>A piercing sound grabs your attention.

>Up on stage, a cello player has snapped one of her strings, sending her bow clattering to the floor.

>The music goes on awkwardly.

>As in, everyone in the whole damn place is staring at her.

>And she's just sitting there staring at her bow on the floor with dead-looking purple eyes.

>"Oh... My," Luna breathes.

>You chuckle.

"Damn. This is good."

>The grey pony stands up, sets her cello down and walks toward the side of the stage, clearly not giving a shit.

>You begin to laugh and clap.

>Until the crowd starts getting loud.

>You even hear some boos.

>The grey pony stops just before curtain and looks back at the crowd.

>Her dead gaze meets yours and you freeze.

>She turns away, her silk-like mane obscuring her face

>Then exits.

 

 

>You sit on your bed folding your clothes like a good little bitch.

>Celestia loves cleanliness.

>Cadence is in your room, which is pretty common.

>She's trying to figure out how you are able to maneuver your fingers to do things.

"Who was she?"

>Cadence looks up from your hands, "who was who?"

>You toss a sock aside.

"The cellist who snapped."

>Your humor is lost on her.

>"Oh! That was, Octavia I believe?"

>You carry a pile of socks over to a huge dresser and stuff them inside.

"Hmm. Octavia."

>You turn and flinch.

>Cadence is inches from you and smiling slyly.

>"Interested in Octavia?"

>Your autistic side wants to call her a b-baka.

>Instead, you flush and turn.

"It was just a random question, I didn't ask if she was DTF."

>Cadence tilts her head, "what is 'DTF'?"

>You resist the urge to laugh and go to leave your room.

"Nothing. Listen, I have to go. Catch ya later."

>She calls out to you, "Anon."

>You stop and look back over your shoulder.

>Cadence crawls onto your bed and lays down with her sly smile.

>"It's kind of my thing to know when a pony, or Human rather, is interested in love matters. So I have some advice."

>You stare.

>She lays her head down on your pillow and closes one eye.

>"Princess Luna gets free tickets."

>She rolls over, "I'm just going to nap here, okay?"

>You leave your room, closing the door quietly and head to Luna's chambers.

 

 

>Luna rests during the day.

>She doesn't always sleep however.

>Luckily, this is one of those times.

>You knock on her huge door.

"Luna! You up?"

>She opens the door, matching the volume of your voice for no reason.

>"Indeed Anonymous Human! We are polishing our most prized of collections!"

>You see a pile of moon rocks on her table.

"Yeah. Okay. Can I ask you something?"

>She extends a wing, "please do come in."

>You enter and sit on her massive bed.

>She smiles and trots over to her table, picking up a moon rock and staring at it.

"Do you know a pony named Octavia?"

>Luna rubs a spot on the stone and eyes it, "yes we do, Anonymous. Would you like to stargaze with us tonight?"

>She smiles stupidly at you and gently sets down her rock.

>Luna is a lot different when no one else is around.

>She's far more airy and sporadic with her thoughts when her sister is not near.

>Sometimes she can be a little clingy with you and other times she seems to not have time for anything other than...

>Well, whatever Luna does when she's alone.

"Yes. I'll be there. What I wanted to ask you was if I could score some tickets to the next production that string quartet puts on."

>She pokes at a rock.

>"We shall see how well our stargazing event turns out, then we may discuss business..."

 

 

>Luna is hard to read.

>You have stargazed with a her a few times.

>It's mostly just watching the night sky atop the castle.

>Not much talking.

>Tonight however, Luna sits a little closer.

>It's cold out, being Autumn.

>"The cosmos is most pleasant tonight."

>You look up.

"Yeah. It looks so big."

>There's only about a minute of silence before she speaks again.

>"Anonymous. You have been here for quite some time now."

"Yeah. Maybe a year?"

>She continues staring at the sky with her usual stern look.

>"In that time, you have given us a most wonderful companionship and your appreciation of our nights hath softened the heart."

>You don't know where this is coming from.

>Luna is not always forward with her speech.

>She looks over at you, eyes large and reflecting the moonlight.

>"Tell us... Would Anonymous perhaps be smitten with one of pony kind?"

>You can't help but look away.

"I'm interested in someone. I wouldn't say smitten. I'm just curious."

>Luna bows down from her perch, moving eye level with you.

>Her eyes are excited and dancing with light now.

>"Curious about ponies. Interested in... Mares."

 

 

"Princess, please. I'm just interested in seeing another performance."

>She tilts her head, that wide eyed smile still there.

>"The ticket for a favor."

"Huh?"

>She turns away and looks back at you.

>Your eyes can't help but stare straight at her narrow flank, since she is a little higher up than you.

>"We shall give you the ticket you seek should you give us a night."

>You still don't understand.

>And her tail, not being in it's usual ethereal state, is swaying.

>She extends her wings.

>"Let me be direct. Get on my back Anon. I desire a ride."

>This is not something you would have ever expected.

>The three princesses teased you every day in some way or another.

>It was always innocent flirtation to get you flustered.

>Never had you been asked or subject to anything as intimate as... Horseback riding.

>And Luna was the last princess you would expect it from.

>"Hop on, Anon."

>She folds her front legs and now her ass is pushed out more to you.

>You bite your lip.

"Yes Princess."

>With slow deliberate steps, you step around her and grab her side.

>She actually makes a horse-like snort and you feel her muscles twitch below your hands.

>Careful not to put pressure on her wings, you mount Princess Luna.

>"Our apologies for being so unprepared. Though bareback can be... liberating."

 

 

>Luna takes off.

>You grab her neck for dear life.

>The wind whips around you as Luna uses little effort to fly over the side of the castle and toward the ground.

"LUUUUNAAAA!"

>She slows down, filling her wings with air, and lands silently in a clearing of the woods.

>She looks back at you.

>"Are you well?"

>You nod.

>She smiles and begins a slow walk into the woods.

>Her wings fold over your legs, holding them in place.

>"This will be an enjoyable walk. Look to the sky Anon!"

>You look up, gazing at the stars through the trees.

"It's nice."

>Luna comes to another clearing and stops.

>"We will help you gain the attention of the musician, Anon."

>Luna plops down into the grass.

>You move to get off of her but she holds tight with her wings.

>"Please. Stay here."

>You stop and let your hands rest on her back.

>"Closer..."

>Not knowing what to do, you falter.

>Luna lays her head on the grass.

>"Cold this season is. For... Many moons we- I have desired the warmth of another under the stars where memories of a bitter cold desolation sunk into bone and the void of the starscape was mine alone."

>Her words seem to carry on into the woods, flittering under the trees.

>"For decades and more it has been mine and... Alone. I have yet to find a more pleasant feeling than sharing my once cold void with you. Do you understand, Anon? Have you listened to my words?"

>You lay against her back, wrapping your arms around her neck.

"I understand, Luna."

>"Please do not forget your Princess of the Night when you go... My Anon."

 

 

>The next day, Celestia retrieves you from Luna's room.

>You walk beside her, down the hall rubbing sleep from your eyes.

>You feel comfortable in your black silk pajamas.

>The only kind Luna let you wear in her bed.

>It was embarrassing to be each of the princesses personal teddy-human.

>Celestia seems more relaxed today.

>This is a BAD thing.

>She eyes you, "I hope my sister did not keep you up all night. And I won't ask why Cadence slept in your bed alone. But I have something for you, Anon."

>You yawn.

"Oh?"

>"I ask that you change first. Cadence is already out of your room and I asked her to remake your bed."

>You sigh.

>Fuck.

>Dressing during 'Celestia's Anon Time' was always a pain.

>Since you had no say in what you wore.

>If Luna was your older sister figure and Cadence was your younger sister figure, then Celestia was your mother figure.

>And she loved to exercise her rights as surrogate Equestria mother.

>You sit on the bed and wait as the princess digs through your personally tailored clothes.

>She giggles and titters, excited as ever.

>Finally she carries a bundle of clothes to you in her mouth and drops them in your lap.

>"This will look very dashing. Go ahead.~"

>You sigh and begin to change.

>"Don't just change the outer clothing!"

>You turn and remove your underwear, quickly throwing on a new pair.

>Before she can make her usual quip about your 'cute butt', you speak.

"I am not a child."

>Celestia's eyes glitter, "and I never said you were. I also never said you couldn't change in the restroom if you so desired."

>You give her a flat look.

"You are malicious, princess."

>She has chosen a pair of black slacks, a white long-sleeve button-up and a black sweater vest with a tie.

>"You make me like you more every day, Anon. And you really do look handsome in that outfit."

 

 

>Celestia takes you down to the main floor.

"What are we doing?"

>She adjusts your tie with magic and tries to tame your hair.

>"To entertain guests for a nice breakfast."

>You raise an eyebrow.

"Dignitaries? Twilight Sparkle and her friends?"

>She shakes her head.

>"Just a few assorted ponies."

>You shrug.

>Once at the main dining hall, Celestia stops and lightly perks up her mane.

>She slaps her flank and grins, "do I still 'have it', Anon?"

>You groan.

>A guard opens the door for both of you.

>The two of you enter and you see ponies gathered around the large table.

>They all get up and bow to Celestia.

>Smiling, she walks regally up to the table, "please, sit. Let us enjoy a meal."

>The ponies sit and a guard pulls out a seat for you next to Celestia.

>You sit and Celestia grabs your hand.

>"Anon, have you met Octavia?"

>Your stomach does a flip.

>You turn to where she motions and come face to face with mysterious purple eyes.

>Octavia looks blankly at you.

>Celestia giggles so that only you can hear, "say hi."

>You look Octavia square in the eyes.

"Hello. My name is Anon. It's a pleasure to meet you, I really enjoyed your playing."

>Octavia looks down at her plate.

>"I said no red grapes, servant. I don't like them."