Cooking for Sunbutt [ENDING]

>The day went by, and before you knew it, you were back in the kitchen again, checking around for issues.

>Your quill moved around the paper as you wrote down the mistakes of the chefs while they worked.

>Not that the list was long.

>Even if they were troubled, the guys were still pros.

>There was a spill or two, which were immediately cleaned up.

>Once dinner was finished, you reported your findings to Brass Pot.

>He listened as you listed the few mess ups you found, but wasn't too startled by the results.

>Once you were finished, you went out to the dining room to eat with the royal sisters.

>There was small talk held, but it was cut shorter than you hoped by Brass Pot, who told you that the clean up had begun.

>You bid the princesses farewell, and went back to the kitchen.

>It was about the same process as before, as you took a couple notes during the process.

>Once the chefs were done, they packed their things for the night and headed off.

>You waved Brass Pot and your colleagues off as you stayed behind to check the kitchen.

>This time, your list size doubled.

>There were pots left out, knives upturned, still dirty dishes, the works.

>These guys probably rushed to get home.

>You'd be sure to address that tomorrow.

>Now that your job was done, you figured it'd be time to retire.

>But not quite yet.

>You wanted to show your gratitude to Celestia for being good to you.

>Making sure no one was left in the kitchen, you started work on your own creation.

>A basic cake, nothing too fancy.

>You mixed the ingredients, poured it in a pan, and put it in the oven.

>Once it finished baking, you took it out and frosted it.

>Chocolate icing, her favorite.

>You took a clean knife, and sliced it into several pieces.

>Once you finished your work, you set it on a plate and headed off to Celestia's quarters.

>You hoped she was still awake, considering she usually went to bed a little after dinner.

>You were met with the stares of the two guards that gave you the ride here.

>After a bit of convincing, they let you in, as they figured you weren't a threat.

>Plus, Celestia was surprisingly awake.

>You found her reading by the fireplace.

>She takes a quick look at you, then the cake.

>"Hello, Anon. What do you have there?"

>She smirks.

"Just...a token of my appreciation."

>She opens a wing, inviting you to come closer.

>You walk over and sit next to her as she closes her wing.

>"So, I trust you didn't put anything unpleasant in this?" she asks in a calm, joking manner.

"It's safe, princess. I guarantee it."

>She levitates a slice and takes a bite.

>"Mm, delicious. Are you sure you don't want to be a regular chef?"

>You rub her back, like she enjoyed.

"I think a safety inspector's fine. Besides, that means I get to see you more often."

>She chuckles at your response.

>"You flatter me."

>She levitates a slice for you.

>You didn't bring any plates, but that was fine, you liked eating cake with your hands anyways.

>You munched on your creation, enjoying the flavor.

>You could see why Celestia liked it.

"So, how were you able to put up with me, Celestia?"

>The white alicorn swallows her bite before she speaks, a smile on her face.

>"Because, Anon, I knew you were sweet on the inside. At the risk of sounding a bit cliche, as sweet as this cake you made for me. Patience pays off, and I see I was right in waiting for you to come around."

>She finishes the cake with one more bite.

"Oh, well, thanks for putting your faith in me."

>Your back rubbing soothes her, and she lays her head on the pillow she's sitting on.

>"It was my pleasure, Anon. It's good to make a new friend, even when you least expect it."

>She yawns, then chuckles.

>"I was supposed to be asleep an hour ago. I suppose it's catching up with me."

>She relaxes on the pillow, and strips herself of her regalia with her magic.

>It slowly floats onto a vanity mirror in the corner of the room.

>She falls asleep as you continue your petting, her breathing becoming slower and her eyes shutting.

>It's not long before you feel drowsy, the warmth of the fireplace getting to you.

>You lay your head on top of her back, getting as comfortable as you could on her floor.

>Not that it was difficult, considering her floor was soft.

>Her body is cozy and warm, as you would expect for the sun princess.

>You would never regret accepting that invite for lunch with her, if it led to this.

>You fall asleep, hoping this peaceful moment with Celestia could last forever.