>"Anonymous..."
>Celestia's voice was barely audible.
"Yes, Celestia?"
>"I'm terribly cold...could you please grab an extra blanket for me?"
"Of course."
>You return to your trusty roll-around cart and grab an extra fluffy blanket just for her.
>It was just like with Luna all over again.
>Once she had gotten over her sickness, Celestia had caught it the day after.
>You weren't very surprised.
>In fact, you were prepared for the event, stocking up extra blankets and cooking up more soups.
>You returned to Celestia's bedside, unfurling the blanket and putting it on the shivering sun pony.
>She curls within the blankets for warmth.
>"Thank you, Anonymous..."
>She sniffles, and pulls the blankets on her tighter.
>"I'm curious though, Anonymous...why exactly did you want to be the only one to care for me...?"
"Because I took care of your sister so well that she got better. It might sound selfish, but I feel like the only one who can care for you two."
>She coughs twice.
>"A tad selfish, yes...but nonetheless noble..."
>She coughs again, this time harder.
>You go back to your cart and grab a pitcher of water and a cup, pouring the clear liquid into the glass.
>Celestia sees the cup and tries to grab it with her magic.
>Her horn flares up with its golden glow as she leans her head up, but quickly flashes out, her head falling back onto her pillow.
"Don't stress yourself, princess."
>You help her with the cup, bringing it to her lips and tipping it as she bends her head back to drink.
>You hear her swallow as she gulps down some of the water.
>She signals to you that she's had enough, and you tip the cup back to a normal position.
>You set the cup on her nightstand in case she wants more.
>"Hm, I guess I'm just...so used to taking care of myself..."
>She shuffles around on her bed to get comfortable.
>"Anonymous...Luna had told me of your fine soups. Please, could you bring me some?"
>You nod and go back to your cart.
>Your trusty thermos sits at the bottom of the cart, full of piping hot soup.
>You grab the thermos, a bowl, and a spoon, and bring them back to Celestia.
>You open up the thermos and pour some of your soup into the bowl, the steam from it rising quickly.
>You close up the thermos and set it on her nightstand as well, then dip the spoon into the bowl.
>You get a dab of soup into the the spoon and bring it to your face.
"Do you want me to blow on it?"
>"No thank you, Anonymous. I can eat it that hot."
>You bring the spoon to her mouth, allowing her to bite down on it and get some soup.
>She swallowed, and smiled.
>"Luna was right. This is delightful."
"Thanks."
>You proceed to get another spoonful of soup and feed Celestia again.
>She smiles after each swallow.
>This continues in silence until the bowl is completely empty.
>Once she's finished eating, she pulls the covers closer to her again, and yawns.
>"Thank you for the soup...Anonymous...I think I'll rest now..."
"Sleep well, princess."
>You grab the thermos, but leave the pitcher and cup, in case she wakes up for a drink.
>Before you know it, her breathing has slowed to an even pace, the blankets rising and lowering in rhythm with her breaths.
>She is fast asleep now.
>You set your thermos on the cart and wheel it outside.
>Luna is waiting for you outside Celestia's chambers.
>She looks at you, a hopeful glimmer in her eyes.
>"Do you believe she will get better as quickly as I did?"
>Luna was confident in you, considering the fact that you nursed her back to health so well.
"I have no doubts, Luna. She'll be fine in no time."