>About 20 seconds after Spike sent out your response to Celestia's letter he coughed up a train ticket and a letter happily welcoming you to the job
>The next day you were on a train to Canterlot, waving goodbye to your friends
>That was three days ago
>You've been doing paperwork and attending meetings almost non-stop since then
>To top it off, you haven't seen or even heard from Celestia either
>You find yourself starting to wonder if perhaps it wasn't the best idea to leave all your friends behind to take a government job in a new city working for the Princess who you'd only talked to one time in a drunken haze
>The guards still aren't used to seeing you walking around the castle
>You get a series of suspicious stares as you make your way through the halls from the offices to your room
>At the very least, Celestia set you up with some nice quarters. Your room is in one of the big towers overlooking downtown
>You push open the large double doors and walk to the dresser, loosening your tie along the way
>On the top of the bureau you notice a piece of paper folded and standing with your name written on it
>You take it and open it up to see what's written inside
>>”B's at 6:00.  -C”
>After a couple seconds looking at the note, you decide that you have no idea what it means, put it down and walk to the bed to lie down for a little while
>A couple seconds after that the clock strikes 6:00 and you sit bolt upright, staring at it
>You jump out of the bed and rush to the bureau to read the note again
Couldn't be...
1/x
 
>A sense of urgency hits you and you know where you have to go
>You run through halls and corridors, sprint past confused guards, and bound up two flights of stairs before reaching your destination
>The doors to Celestia's room are shut tight. You press an ear against the hard wood and can make out the faint sounds of a crowd cheering
Aight, heah goes...
>You rap on the door loudly and wait
>...And wait
>...And wait
>Just before you give up on waiting, the door creaks open and Celestia pokes her head out
>You hold the note out in front of her face
This yaws?
>She looks past you to make sure there aren't any guards nearby before grabbing you and hauling you, surprised and confused, into her room
>Once your recover, Celestia walks over to the crystal ball and lights it again
>”Thank God. I was afraid that note'd be too cryptic”
>The sounds of the crowd fill the room and you edge closer to the shining ball to take a look
>You see coming into focus an ice rink
That what I think it is?
>Celestia looks at you with a raised eyebrow
>”Whaddaya think it is?”
...The Bruins?
>”At Rainjahs. Faceoff's in five”
>You stand in front of the crystal ball, staring into it for a moment before you look up
This thing live?
>Celestia throws you a can of beer and walks over to the ball
>”As live as we can get. It's sped up so we can watch it at nawmal speed”
Come again?
>”I'll explain latah. It's sahtin”
>She plops down in front of the glowing orb as the crowd starts to roar
2/x
 
>Two hours and 6 beers later
 
Still can't believe that fakkin' save by Thomas! I almost thought they had us on that breakaway but the guy's like a damn brick wall!
>You swing the can in your hand around wildly
>Celestia leans forward, cheeks flushed
>”Right? And then aftah the turnovah they feed the puck ovah to Bergeron? What a shot! Perfect match!”
>She sways to the side a little bit and looks at you sheepishly
>”...I'm really glad you came up to watch with me. It's not the same cheerin' alone”
Hey, it's my pleshah, Princess. 'Sides, I wouldn't miss a game like that fuh the world. Ta be honest, I thought ya mighta fuhgottin about me aft' I came eah...
>Celestia rubs the back of her head
>”Yeah... Sorry fuh that...'S hahd findin' time ta just chill out, ya know?”
Don' worry about it. I just thought bein' an advisah I'd see morea ya
>That's either a blush on her cheeks or the beer making her cheeks flushed
>You're not sure which it is...or which you're hoping for
Ya know, you're a lot maw down-ta-earth like this
>”Like what?”
Just relaxin, not keepin' up that phony accent ya put on f'everyone else
>You sit back and look over at her
>”...It isn't easy, I tell ya...”
I bet
>She gets up and goes over to the window
>”Thanks fuh coming, Anon... Ta Cannalot, I mean. Must be hahd leavin' yuh friends in Ponyville...”
It'll take some getting' used to, but I can always go 'n' visit 'em. 'Sides, I-
>”OH COME ON! WE CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!”
>Celestia jumps back from the window in surprise before turning to you
>”Hide!”
What?
>”Closet! Quick! Go!”
>She pushes you into the closet and slams the door nervously
>”...Hello, Sister”
3/x
 
>You open the closet door a crack to see what's going on
>Celestia steps back with a nervous smile on her face as Luna comes down from the window scowling
>”H-uh...Evening, Luna... See tha game? That was some shot at the end”
>”See the game? Wassamatta wi you?”
>Wait, is that accent-
>”Course I saw the game! Had the scryin' glass tape it so I c'd watchit when I gawt up! You an' yer fuckin' Bruins can gohta Hell, by the way. That last shawt was cheap as shit 'n' you know it!”
>It is...
>...New York...
>Celestia's expression gets more calm. Luna obviously doesn't know you're here. The Sun Princess grins smugly at her sister now
>”I think someone's just mad 'cause the Rainjahs lost out on the Cup last yeah 'n' they'ah playin' even worse this time 'round!”
>”Shut up! It's just an awff season! They'll pull it back!”
>She stops herself
>”Besides, not like it's worse th'n the Red Sox a couple years back...”
>You feel yourself clench your fists unconsciously. Celestia looks like she's about to explode
>”I told you nevah ta mention that season ta me again! Valentine was a hack! A HACK!”
>Luna starts chanting while circling Celestia
>”Where's Youkilis? Where's Beckett?”
>”Go to Hell!”
>The Sun Princess grits her teeth and you see her horn light up with magic
>Luna stops her prancing and narrows her eyes, matching Celestia's magic with her own
>Before they have a chance to blow up the room or something, you burst out of the closet
Hey! Hey! Watch the magic!
>You stop in between the two princesses
>Celestia looks at Luna
>Luna looks at you
>You look back and forth at the two mortified alicorns as they both say in unison
>”I can explain!”
4/x
 
>Luna's horn suddenly glows brightly and you're swept up in a cloud of magic
>”Luna, wait!”
What the heeeellllllllllll
>You see Celestia's look of horror rapidly shrink into the distance as Luna yanks you out the window and into the night
>Her eyes dart between the route she's flying and your face until she lands in her room in another tower
>She drops you to the floor and stares at you while you scramble to your feet
>Suddenly she's in your face and yelling
>”WHO ART THOU WHO HIDES IN OUR SISTER'S CLOSET? SPEAK!”
>Your ears are ringing...
>”DOST THOU WISH TO...KNOW...OUR SISTER? OR PERHAPS TO EXPOSE US? REVEAL TO US THY INTENT, RUFFIAN”
Ya gonna stop yellin' fuh five seckinds? Can hahdly heah myself THINK
>Her eyes go wide again
>”DOST THOU MOCK OUR SISTER WITH THY TONGUE??”
>You're less scared now, more annoyed at the yelling and the fact that you've been torn away from Celestia and the post-game show for THIS. You pinch the bridge of your nose and put up a hand
Just stop yelling and quit fakin' that accent, Princess
>She quiets herself
>”We don't know what thou speakest of-”
Yankees suck
>She grins smugly
>”Tell that to our 27 World Serie-”
>The grin shatters
>”...Fine. Now what were ya doin' in Celly's clawsit?”
5/x
 
>She's pacing around the room
Uh...
>”Well? Out widdit”
See, the thing is, uh...
>You're not sure you should say that Celestia stuffed you in the closet. Luna might get the wrong idea
>She huffs and you see her horn begin to glow
>”I'm nawt playin' games. Tell me what the hell's goin' on. You got five seconds. FIVE”
>You scramble to think of an answer that won't end in Luna melting your skin off
>”FOUR”
Uh...I...
>”THREE”
>Shitshitshitshitshitshitshit
>”TWO”
>You cringe and scrunch your eyes shut
>”ONE”
>”LUNA, CUT THIS OUT RIGHT NOW”
>There's a brilliant light in Luna's window
>Celestia floats between you and the angry Princess of the Night
>”Seriously, I can't have ONE boy ovah without you flippin' shit?”
>You and Luna answer in unison
>”What?”
>Celestia shoots you a “shut up and play along” look before turning to Luna
>”He's FINE, Lu. I stuffed 'im in the closet 'cause I knew you'd freak if ya saw 'im”
>”But- but-”
>”I said he's fine. He's not gonna screw us ovah”
>She looks at you softly
>”...I trust 'im”
>Her tone hardens
>”So lay off, Lu. Yuh yellin's more likely ta expose us than he is”
>Celestia lifts you onto her back and heads to the window
>”G'nite, Sis”
>”Nite”
>Luna points at her eyes, then at you with her hoof
>As Celestia flies you away, you have to ask
So what's the deal, Princess?
>”Deal with what?”
>She lands back in her room and lets you off
With you princesses. You're from Boss'n, Luna's from New Yawk appa'ntly, what next, you gonna tell me Cadence is a Jersey-girl?
>Celestia averts her gaze
Oh, you gotta be fakkin' kiddin' me...
6/x
 
>Celestia sighs, defeated
>”I'm sorry...this's all gone ta crap fastah than a library in Mattapan...”
>You stifle a short laugh
>She looks up and smiles weakly before her head droops again
>”Lu's more crazy about hidin' this whole thing than I am...I'm sorry 'bout her yankin' ya outta here...”
>You hear her breath start to catch
>”I wouldn't h-hold it against ya if ya wannid ta bail...”
Hey...
>You sit down next to where she's unceremoniously curled up and put an arm around her
Did ya really mean it when ya said ya trust me?
>She looks at you, her eyes welling up
>”Y-yeah...”
Then we're all good...Celly
>She gives a faint smile and you see a trace of pink come to her cheeks
I'm gonna head ta my room now. I think I've had enough crazy shit happen ta me in one night. I'll see ya 'round though, right? Not gonna abandon me ta the office again?
>”Wouldn't dream of it...”
Aight. Night, Celly
>”Night, Anon”
>You head out of the room and make it three steps before falling against the wall, hands shaking
Shit, Anon...What the hell've ya gotten yaself into...
>”...A whole mess a' trouble, if ya nawt careful”
>You groan as you see Luna step out of the darkness
>”You may've fooled Celly, but I'm nawt so easy ta dupe”
Who's dupin' anyone? Yer the one who fakkin' pulled me off inta yer fakkin' towah. What tha hell's yer deal?
>She narrows her eyes
>”Watch yer mouth. We've gawt a gawddamn duty ta prutect and our family, and We are nawt gonna let some shaved monkey fuck it up just because he's in sweet with Our sis. GAWT IT?”
>Her horn glows menacingly
7/x
 
>”So stay. Away. You hurt her, you expose Us, you do ANYTHING to screw this and I will come down on you like the wrath a' Gawd. You hear me?”
>You rise to your feet
Yeah? Whaddaya gonna do? Blast me wit yuh magic hawn? Gimme a break...
>Luna blusters and sputters with anger as you push her horn to the side and walk past her
Yuh not gonna stop me hanging out with Celly. No mattah how mucha yuh weight ya throw 'round. 'S up ta HER who she sees, and I'm pretty sure she wants ta keep seein' me, so stay the hell outta it, yer Highne-
>You see a flash of light before being catapulted into a wall
>”Don'chu dare walk away from Us!”
>Holding your side and grimacing at the pain, you grit your teeth and stare Luna down
Just like a fakkin New Yawkah ta flip shit all tha time, huh?
>Your words full of venom, you go for the kill
 No wondah YOU wuh the one ta snap a thousin yeahs ago...
>She drops her magic charge and a look of hurt plays on her face
>You turn around and walk down the hall, satisfied that you've said all you need to
>”This isn' over, Anon. You hear me? I'm watching you!”
>A raised finger over one shoulder is your only response as you round the corner, leaving the Princess fuming behind you
End