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It’s only three in the afternoon. You can’t blame her for wanting to sleep a little longer, Celly.
Commission for this handsome fecker, fanthrose, who also wrote the following story:
Celestia smiled as she took a sip of her favorite tea. She was about to meet with the delegates of Zebrabwe and Saddle Arabia, and was planning on having this meeting in the garden. It was a perfect day, and she refused to let it go to waste. The only possible thing that could have made this morning better is if Luna were to actually wake up to join her in this meeting like she had promised.
‘Oh well, her loss,’ Celestia thought as she saw the delegates come through the door in front of her. “Welcome my esteemed guests.”
“It’s been far too long, Princess Celestia,” The delegate from Saddle Arabia said with a smile as he bowed to the royal.
“Agreed.” The Zebrabwe delegate always seemed a bit cold on the outside, but Celestia’s learned to read her over the years. She was clearly delighted to be here once again.
“Come, with the weather I thought the garden would be the perfect place to have these talks. We have tea and snacks ready and waiting.”
“Cake, no doubt,” the stallion said with a chuckle.
“I thought your sister would be joining us,” the zebra mare said as she glanced around the hall.
“Luna…has her own issues she needs to work on right now.” She knew she was bad at lying, but she couldn’t just tell them her sister was just being lazy bum and was probably still sleeping.
“Shame. Her crude humor tends to liven these conversations up a bit,” the Zebrabwean delegate said as she slowly walked past the princess. “Shall we go?”
The three of them lazily walked through the halls, chatting as they went. ‘It’s a shame Luna’s still sleeping,’ Celestia thought to herself. ‘All that poor, poor devilsfood cake, and no pony to eat it. I guess I’ll have to take the selfless task to make sure no cake goes in…’ Celestia’s eyes widened to the size of saucers as she stopped dead in her tracks. “Oh…sweet…me”
Slowly shambling down the hall towards the three of them was one princess of the night. She wasn’t there to join the three of them however. Far from it. The only thing she was dressed for, not like she had much on to begin with, was bed. She yawned into one hand and lazily scratched her butt through her pink, polka-dotted panties with the other. Her ‘Delegate this’ shirt was tight enough to cling to each and every contour of her body. It also made it more than clear that the hallway was a bit…cool, and that Luna was currently sans bra. If all this wasn’t bad enough, she had one doughnut around her horn, and another, which she must have slept on, seemingly cemented to her mane as it didn’t even budge as she trudged down the hall.
As she slowly passed them, both delegates could only stare on in both shock and fascination. Celestia, on the other hand, looked as if she was trying to set her little sister on fire with a mere look. She hoped her sister could feel it. She was thinking it as hard as she could. She tried to put on a smile, but it only proved to make her glare more obvious.
As Luna got further away from them, the zebra mare looked at the other two ponies. Celestia was pinching the bridge of her nose and grumbling to herself, and the stallion, who had a blush on his face, was trying to steal glances at the younger princess without making it too obvious. The Zebra could only smile. “Even without her jokes she manages to make my day.”
Commission for this handsome fecker, fanthrose, who also wrote the following story:
Celestia smiled as she took a sip of her favorite tea. She was about to meet with the delegates of Zebrabwe and Saddle Arabia, and was planning on having this meeting in the garden. It was a perfect day, and she refused to let it go to waste. The only possible thing that could have made this morning better is if Luna were to actually wake up to join her in this meeting like she had promised.
‘Oh well, her loss,’ Celestia thought as she saw the delegates come through the door in front of her. “Welcome my esteemed guests.”
“It’s been far too long, Princess Celestia,” The delegate from Saddle Arabia said with a smile as he bowed to the royal.
“Agreed.” The Zebrabwe delegate always seemed a bit cold on the outside, but Celestia’s learned to read her over the years. She was clearly delighted to be here once again.
“Come, with the weather I thought the garden would be the perfect place to have these talks. We have tea and snacks ready and waiting.”
“Cake, no doubt,” the stallion said with a chuckle.
“I thought your sister would be joining us,” the zebra mare said as she glanced around the hall.
“Luna…has her own issues she needs to work on right now.” She knew she was bad at lying, but she couldn’t just tell them her sister was just being lazy bum and was probably still sleeping.
“Shame. Her crude humor tends to liven these conversations up a bit,” the Zebrabwean delegate said as she slowly walked past the princess. “Shall we go?”
The three of them lazily walked through the halls, chatting as they went. ‘It’s a shame Luna’s still sleeping,’ Celestia thought to herself. ‘All that poor, poor devilsfood cake, and no pony to eat it. I guess I’ll have to take the selfless task to make sure no cake goes in…’ Celestia’s eyes widened to the size of saucers as she stopped dead in her tracks. “Oh…sweet…me”
Slowly shambling down the hall towards the three of them was one princess of the night. She wasn’t there to join the three of them however. Far from it. The only thing she was dressed for, not like she had much on to begin with, was bed. She yawned into one hand and lazily scratched her butt through her pink, polka-dotted panties with the other. Her ‘Delegate this’ shirt was tight enough to cling to each and every contour of her body. It also made it more than clear that the hallway was a bit…cool, and that Luna was currently sans bra. If all this wasn’t bad enough, she had one doughnut around her horn, and another, which she must have slept on, seemingly cemented to her mane as it didn’t even budge as she trudged down the hall.
As she slowly passed them, both delegates could only stare on in both shock and fascination. Celestia, on the other hand, looked as if she was trying to set her little sister on fire with a mere look. She hoped her sister could feel it. She was thinking it as hard as she could. She tried to put on a smile, but it only proved to make her glare more obvious.
As Luna got further away from them, the zebra mare looked at the other two ponies. Celestia was pinching the bridge of her nose and grumbling to herself, and the stallion, who had a blush on his face, was trying to steal glances at the younger princess without making it too obvious. The Zebra could only smile. “Even without her jokes she manages to make my day.”
A diplomatic delight
All shall praise the moon
How can she do such thing.
Wearing panties with polkadots?!
Such a cute design!!! :3