Celestia/Luna Greentexts: The Vacation

>You are Anonymous.

>Today was the beginning of the royal sisters' vacation.

>You, as their dear friend, made reservations to have them lodged at a beach-side luxury resort.

>Not that there would be difficulty finding lodging for the princesses.

>While Celestia was all for the beach, Luna was a bit reluctant to the idea.

>"But Anonymous, the heat is insufferable, and I enjoy a quiet getaway with a few close friends. A beach-side resort will be teeming with our subjects."

"So you're saying you hate other ponies?"

>She scoffs, "Of course not! I just prefer less crowded places."

>You and her had this argument about a week before the vacation, when you revealed what you had planned for the royals.

>Today was the day you were to head out to the resort.

>The Princesses packed what little they needed (you were disappointed that ponies didn't wear swimsuits) and met you out in front of the castle entrance.

"You two ready?"

>"Yes, Anonymous. Let's be on our way, shall we?"

>Celestia was eager to go.

>"I...suppose. Yes, let us leave."

>Luna was still conflicted.

>Celestia entered her carriage, Luna, hers.

>You decided to ride with Moonbutt to see if you could cheer her up.

>The guards strapped to the carriages took off, and you were on your way.

>The blue pony next to you heaved a sigh.

>"Are you certain this is a good idea, Anonymous?"

>You patted her head.

"Of course, Luna. It'll be fine. Even if you don't want to go outside, you can stay in your hotel room."

>You hold your finger up to her face.

"But, you'll miss out. Just a warning."

>She looks in the opposite direction, likely thinking.

>You hoped you'd gotten to her.

>It'd be nice to see her come out of her shell every once in a while.

>The rest of your flight was silent and awkward, as Luna would constantly look in your opposite direction.

>A couple hours later, you had made it to the resort.

>You and the royals disembarked from the carriages.

>"We'll be here for a week. If you are needed in case of an emergency, one of us will send a letter. Until then, boys."

>Celestia sent her guards off with a smile.

>"I may want to leave in less then a week, my subjects. Keep vigilant for any incoming mail. Be off, then."

>Luna sent her guards off with a stoic expression.

"Uh, later guys."

>After getting inside and witnessing the obligatory "H'OH WOW THE PRINCESSES ARE HERE" song and dance, the three of you got to your room and got settled into your surroundings.

>"This room is nice and cool. Just as I hoped," commented Luna.

>She sat her things down on one of the two beds and lied on it before pulling out a book.

>There were two beds.

>And three of you.

>You'd be sleeping with one of the-

>"Oh, there's only two beds. I'm sure one of us can sleep on the pull-out bed in the couch."

>Celestia magicked the cushions off the couch in the room and brought out the bed inside.

>Goodbye boner, you were a true patriot.

>"Now, if we're all settled, I'd like to state that I will not be joining in any outdoor festivities. If I am needed, I shall be in here."

>Luna finished with a scooch towards the window.

>"But Luna, wouldn't you like to go outside and sunbathe with me?"

>Ooo, sunbathing princess.

>"I apologize sister, but I cannot stand the heat."

>"But what about the performers or the volleyball games? Wouldn't you like to come out and watch them?"

>"My decision is final, sister. If part of my vacation requires that I not relax, then what would be the point of it?"

>She turns away more, trying to get into the book.

>Celestia takes off her regalia and grabs a bottle of sunscreen, sighing.

>"If that is what you wish, Luna, I won't force you to do something you don't want."

>The white alicorn faces you.

>"Will you join me outside, Anonymous?"

"Yep, I'll be right out."

>She smiles, then leaves the room, closing the door with her magic.

>You take off your shirt, and head to the bathroom to change into swimming trunks.

>You come out to find Luna in the same position as before, reading her book.

"So you're just gonna stay in here all day?"

>"That was my intent, yes. I am free to spend my vacation how I want to, correct?"

>You didn't feel like arguing anymore.

>You leave the stubborn moonhorse in the room and try to catch up with her more outgoing sister.

>You met Celestia in the lobby.

>Somehow she had found sunglasses and a sunhat on her way here.

>She looks a bit disheartened.

"Something wrong, princess?"

>She lowers her head.

>"I guess I was just hoping you would somehow convince Luna to come out. I don't want her to stay cooped up for this entire trip. She could do with a bit of socializing."

>Amen to that.

>"But I suppose if she's happy in that room, then, well, who are we to take that from her?"

>That was also a valid point.

>Feeling you'd talked enough about Luna, you decided to exit the resort and get to the beach.

>Celestia followed you, figuring she'd let you pick a good spot on the beach.

>You stop at a kiosk on your way and grab a set of beach towels to lay on.

>It was packed all along the shore, ponies everywhere swimming, playing, and relaxing under Celestia's sun.

>Finding a patch of unclaimed sand, you decide to set your towels down there.

>You unroll the towels and set them flat on the sand.

>Celestia lies down on one.

>"Ah, this feels wonderful, doesn't it, Anonymous?"

>You lie down on the towel next to her.

"Sure does. I haven't been to a beach in a long time."

>You put your hands behind your head.

>You listen to the sounds of happy ponies, splashing and playing.

>Suddenly, a bottle of sunscreen floats your way.

>"I'd hate for you to get burned, Anonymous. Feel free to use my bottle."

>Grabbing the sunscreen, you apply some to yourself, just enough to cover your legs and torso.

>If your face gets burned, that'd be a shame.

>"Also, would you mind putting some on my back, Anonymous?"

>She looks up at you with expectant eyes.

>Getting to rub Sunbutt all over with your hands?

"Fuck yeah I'll-! I mean, yeah, sure."

>You squirt some of the lotion and rub it into your hands, getting behind Celestia as you do.

>You reach out to her, your hands touching her back a bit sooner then you were expecting.

>You rub across her body with the lotion, making sure she gets enough.

>It'd be ironic for her to get burned by her own sun.

>She breathes deeply as the cool lotion touches her warm body.

>"Thank you, Anonymous," she says as you continue your motions.

>The sun's heat isn't what's making your face red.

>With a huff, she speaks again, "Anonymous, I hate to sound repetitive, but don't you think Luna would be happy out here?"

"What makes you ask?"

>She gazes out at the blue sea.

>"It's just...I feel like she's missing out. Don't you think it'd be good for her to be out here with us?"

"Well yeah. But she's harder to convince then a mule. No offense," you apologize to a nearby mule.

>"None taken," he responds with a lick of his chocolate ice cream.

>You continue speaking to the alicorn below you.

"She never really liked the idea of coming to the beach in the first place. It's a shame, I thought both of you would love it."

>"And I do love it. Thank you for the reservations, by the way."

"Ah, it was my pleasure, Princess. You don't have to thank me."

>She shifts around on the towel.

>"Luna's a bit...hard to figure out. There are some things even I've yet to expect from her. However, I do know that she has always hated large crowds. No offense to her or Ponyville, but I'm surprised she managed that visit on Nightmare Night."

"But I thought she went to get the admiration of the ponies?"

>You raise your eyebrow.

>"She did, but she saw it more as a way to see if our subjects still admired her. Plus, she felt inclined to go, since she did inspire the holiday."

>The lotion on your hands runs out.

>But that didn't matter, Sunbutt was probably over-protected at this point.

>"All I'm saying is that I think talking with other ponies would be good for her. This is the perfect opportunity, and instead she's up in our room alone."

>She looked back at you with a sad expression.

>You couldn't stand to see either of the princesses sad.

"Y'know what, I think you're right, Celestia. I'm gonna go get her."

>She gets up from the towel.

>"No, Anonymous, you don't have to do that. Really."

"Nope, don't even try to stop me, Princess. She's coming out whether she wants to or not."

>You ran for it before Celestia could stop you.

>Not like she'd chase you down anyways.

>You slam through the entrance of the resort and make your way to the stairs.

>You slow your pace and go up the steps, heading towards your room.

>You pass several doors in the hallway, stopping at the one you knew was yours.

>You reached down to your trunks, only to realize, well, you're wearing your swim trunks, and don't have your room key.

"Shit."

>You knock on the door, hoping Luna wasn't too into her book to answer.

>"Who is it?"

"Anon. Open up."

>"If you're here to make me come outside, you're wasting your time."

"No, no, I'm here because I have to..."

>You said the first thing that came to your mind.

"I have to go to the bathroom."

>"If that was the case, why did you not use the public ones in the lobby?"

"Public bathrooms are gross, Luna. Seriously, let me in!"

>She quietly groans, and the door opens via Luna's magic.

>You walk in to find her lying in the same position, this time with a drink on the side table next to her.

>"Do your business, Anonymous."

>You walk past her and into the bathroom, but instead of using the toilet, you grab the key from your pants pocket that you had left in here.

>You stop before you leave the room again.

"You're positive you don't want to come out, Luna?"

>"We had this discussion, Anonymous."

>She waves her hoof at you.

>"Leave. You'll be wasting your breath trying to convince me to join you."

>She sure was stubborn.

>The power of guilt-tripping ought to solve this.

"Luna, look at you. This is always what you do at home in your free time. Can't you get out of your comfort zone just for once and try something new?"

>She scoffs and looks at you.

>"Is that not why it's called a 'comfort zone'? I am entitled to do what makes me most comfortable."

>You pace towards her.

"That's the thing. You aren't really willing to try something new. Maybe it'll get added to that comfort zone. If not, it's not a big loss."

>She turns away from you, likely trying to ignore you.

"Come on, Luna."

>She stays silent.

"...Celestia really wants you out there. She's worried about you. She doesn't like that you're up here alone while we're out there having fun."

>She turns her neck to look at you.

"If not for me, then come out for your sister, Luna. She wants you to be out there."

>She stares at you for a moment, then heaves a sigh.

>Her book snaps shut.

>"If dear sister really wants me to be with her, I suppose it won't hurt to come out."

>She gets off of the bed and onto her hooves, magicking a pair of sunglasses onto her nose.

>"Lead the way, Anonymous."

>You grin, having been successful in your attempts to coax her.

"Right this way, Princess."

>You got back out to the beach with the blur horse in tow.

>You grabbed another towel and found your spot from earlier.

>Celestia was chatting it up with a group of ponies.

>"...-es, Luna's here too. I'm not sure if she'll be coming ou-."

>She noticed you walking alongside her sister.

>She smiles at you, happy you got her sister to leave the room.

>"Actually, Luna and Anonymous are right here."

>You see who she's talking to in particular.

>It's Fancy Pants and his wife(?) Fleur de Lis.

>Instead of that stuffy suit, though, he has a button-down flower shirt on.

>"Anonymous! Good to see you again, old chap! It has been too long."

>He extends his hoof.

>You take it in your hand and shake it firmly.

"The feeling's mutual."

>Behind Fancy Pants and Fleur, there are several other Canterlot elite.

>Seems not only the royal sisters got vacation time.

>"And Princess Luna. How is today treating you, my dear?"

>The night princess shifts her eyes nervously.

>"It has been...adequate."

>She doesn't seem too open to talk.

>"Well that is good to hear. I say, it is an odd coincidence that we both picked the same day and place to go on vacation."

>"Agreed, it does seem funny in perspective..."

>A few of the other elite chat with Celestia as Luna struggles to hold the conversation.

>Without warning, a group of fillies and colts emerge from the elite crowd.

>They surround Luna.

>"Princess Luna! Princess Luna!" they shout.

>Fancy Pants laughs heartily at the display.

>"Oh dear, it seems the children like you, princess. I'll let them talk to you. I'm sure they're tired of us boring adults, anyways."

>He and Fleur go back to Celestia with a smile.

>The kids continue to hop around Luna.

>"Is it true you like to play games, Princess?"

>"Would you want to play with us, Princess?"

>"Please? All the other grown ups won't play with us!"

>Luna tries to whisper to you, "Where did these children get the idea that I'm sporty?"

>You shrug your shoulders.

"Maybe they heard about your time in Ponyville on Nightmare Night?"

>She looks at the kids, who stare up at her with large eyes.

>"Is this true, children?"

>A small cream-colored one jumps up in front of Luna.

>"Yeah! We heard how much fun you and the ponies in Ponyville had together! We thought maybe you'd like to play volleyball with us!"

>She puts a hoof to her chin in thought.

>You elbow her side.

"Come on Luna, don't be shy."

>"I suppose I could play your game..."

>She was met with cheers as she answered.

>"Right over here! The volleyball court is right over here!"

>The kids run off to the group of nets set up on the beach.

>The moon princess follows them, as do you.

>You walk across the hot sand, feeling the little grains in between your toes.

>It's a shame ponies can't feel this.

>You arrive at the volleyball court, greeted by happy foals.

>Although most of them run to Luna.

>They all try to talk to her at the same time.

>You get snippets of what they say as they speak.

>"-and you play-."

>"-you have to spike the ball-."

>"-there's in bounds and out-."

>"Children!"

>They freeze up at the sound of Luna's voice.

>"Please, one at a time children."

>One steps in front of the group, a chocolate colored colt.

>"Okay, what we're trying to tell you is the rules of the game."

>"The rules? Please, continue."

>The colt, joined by a couple other kids, explained the rules of volleyball bit by bit to Luna.

>She nodded when they finished.

>"I understand the rules, children. Now, let us begin!"

>"But how do we make up the teams?"

>You thought about that.

>It would definitely be an unfair advantage to the team that didn't have Luna.

>You came up with an idea.

"How about all you kids go up against the Princess? It'd be only fair."

>Luna grins.

>"I like this idea. It would provide quite a challenge. What say you, children?"

>The group unanimously agreed.

>It was Luna vs. the kids of the elite.

>You grabbed a nearby ball and stood in the middle of the court.

>You tossed the ball up and ran out of bounds to start the game.

>The ball went over to the kids' side of the court first, which was then bumped up into the air by one of the kids.

>It flew into the air, then came back down before being bounced over the net by a green filly.

>As the ball flew towards Luna, she reared up.

>Making sure not to hit the ball with her horn, she bounced it back onto the other side of the net without a problem.

>It shot towards the kids at a high speed, almost too fast for one filly who bounced it back into the air.

>It slowly ascended, and was coming back down on Luna's side.

>She dove towards the ball's projected landing place and hit it high into the air.

>So high that it shot upwards quite a distance.

>It was about 10 seconds before the ball came back down, falling back to the kids' side.

>They all struggled to predict where the ball would land, being saved by a lucky hit by a red colt.

>It shot over to Luna, who bounced it on her head once, then, while it was in the air, she jumped up and spiked it onto the other side.

>The kids couldn't react fast enough, and the ball landed on the sand.

>"Huzzah! I enjoy this game, children! Are you ready for the next serve?"

>Despite the kids' tired expressions, they were still happy to play with Luna, no matter how badly they'd get beaten.

>It went on like this for an hour, Luna winning the game 9-2.

>The kids were all on the ground, panting.

>It was Hell to try and keep up with Luna.

>"Such fun! I should play volleyball more often!"

>One of the foals got up from the ground.

>"It was fun. You're just," she huffed, "Really athletic, Princess."

>She took a moment to notice the state of the kids.

>"Oh," she curled her hoof towards her mouth, "It appears I do not know my own strength."

>She grinned sheepishly.

>Another kid got up off the ground.

>"That's okay. We're glad you played with us. Thank you, Princess Luna!"

>The other foals followed suit and thanked the moon princess.

"Alright Luna, you ready to go back to your sister?"

>"Certainly. I hope to show her that I can speak with other ponies."

>Even if they were just kids.

>The two of you walked back to the spot Celestia sat in, the princess letting the rays of her sun warm her.

>"Sister, I have returned from my game."

>The white alicorn looked up at her sister, a drowsy expression in her face.

>"That's good, Luna. It wasn't that bad to come out and have fun, now was it?"

>Luna smiled.

>"I admit I have been proven wrong. It doesn't seem to be as bad as I thought here."

>You rested a hand on the blue horse's shoulder.

"See, told you it was good to come out of your comfort zone every once in a while."

>Not that she needed too much convincing, right?

>"I think it best if I were to rest for now. That volleyball game was exhausting."

>A likely story.

>Luna lied down on the towel next to her sister.

>You took your place next to her.

>Only day 1 and you got Luna to come to terms with the vacation.

>The rest of the week was looking pretty good to you.