Title:           Silk Notes [1]
Author:          Slasher_Science
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First Edit:      Sunday 24th of November 2013 05:41:58 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 24th of November 2013 05:41:58 PM CDT

>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."