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Let It Out
Luna let out a long sob as she tumbled onto her bed, her large frame very nearly cracking the bed in half. She buried her head in the pillows and squealed, "They hated me! Everypony hated me!"
At her side, Celestia shook her head. "Nopony hated you."
"Then how do you explain their jeering?" Luna asked, whipping a glare at Celestia. "When I was finished, everypony started booing!"
"Luna, I was standing with you the entire time. When you finished your speech, everypony cheered. You even got a standing ovation!"
Luna stared, lips slightly parted for a moment before snorting and turning away. "Of course you would say that—your ears are filled with frosting, and they sugarcoat everything you hear! But I know that they hated me." She choked back another wail. "Not that I blame them; anypony would hate me after that horrid speech I gave."
"Your speech was wonderful."
"Do not lie to me, sister! I stumbled over at least three words!" Luna growled and covered her eyes. "Curse your modern vernacular. And you know as well as I do that these ponies were just hoping I would make a mistake. They were searching for a reason to ridicule me, to justify their desire to see me banished again!"
Celestia took a long pause to drag a single hoof down her face. "You were speaking to a class of second graders. Most of those foals probably don't even remember a time when you weren't Princess." Her final words were drowned out by a deafening sob, loud enough to rattle the windows. Celestia sighed and sat down next to her sister's shuddering form. Slowly and demurely, she ran a hoof along Luna's back, stroking her in the way she had done so many times over the years. She offered a soft smile. "It's okay, Lulu. If you need to cry, then cry—I'll be right here."
The two sat like that for a few minutes, with Luna weeping and Celestia rubbing her back. Celestia gazed around her sister's room with heavy eyes, searching for something, anything that would bring her little sister joy. But the room was barren; only the most basic of furniture filled the space, giving the entire room the feeling of an abandoned ruin. She just couldn't imagine anypony being very happy here.
An idea flittered through her head.
"Hey, Luna," Celestia murmured, a grin floating onto her face. "How are you feeling?"
"I am not sure," Luna said, barely lifting her head. "I am not crying anymore, but I still feel an intense pain in my heart."
"Maybe this will fix it." Celestia lit her horn.
A telltale golden glow sparked to life underneath one of Luna's wings. Ears pricking to attention, Luna whipped her head to stare at it. "Sister, what are you—heh." The glow spread to Luna's chest, wiggling like a tub of pudding. Luna's lips cracked into a smile as she threw her gaze between the glow and Celestia's simple grin. As the glow traveled along her neck, she curled up into a ball and giggled. "Oh, no, stop!"
"Are you feeling better?" Celestia asked, horn flaring.
If Luna had answered, it was lost in a sea of laughs as the younger mare rolled around her bed, trying desperately to bat away the magical fingers. Her eyes grew wide as she watched the glow head to her stomach. "Oh, no, no do not—bwa ha ha ha!" She barked until she was out of breath, then took in another gulp of air and started laughing again. She stayed like this for a good minute, guffawing into the sky like a drunken hyena, before the glow faded away and she collapsed into a limp pile.
Celestia chuckled. "How was that?"
Luna heaved for breath—but she still had enough energy for a grin. "Why don't you see for yourself, dear sister?" She lit her horn.
Celestia gasped and threw a hoof to her neck, but it was no use. Luna's magic flew across her fur faster than she could react, poking and prodding until Celestia was nothing more than a giggling lump on the floor.
Luna was just moving for Celestia's stomach when a large pillow careened into the side of her head, sending up an eruption of feathers. She fell to her rump and spit out a few white puffs.
The two affixed each other with long smirks. Their horns lit up in unison.
At her side, Celestia shook her head. "Nopony hated you."
"Then how do you explain their jeering?" Luna asked, whipping a glare at Celestia. "When I was finished, everypony started booing!"
"Luna, I was standing with you the entire time. When you finished your speech, everypony cheered. You even got a standing ovation!"
Luna stared, lips slightly parted for a moment before snorting and turning away. "Of course you would say that—your ears are filled with frosting, and they sugarcoat everything you hear! But I know that they hated me." She choked back another wail. "Not that I blame them; anypony would hate me after that horrid speech I gave."
"Your speech was wonderful."
"Do not lie to me, sister! I stumbled over at least three words!" Luna growled and covered her eyes. "Curse your modern vernacular. And you know as well as I do that these ponies were just hoping I would make a mistake. They were searching for a reason to ridicule me, to justify their desire to see me banished again!"
Celestia took a long pause to drag a single hoof down her face. "You were speaking to a class of second graders. Most of those foals probably don't even remember a time when you weren't Princess." Her final words were drowned out by a deafening sob, loud enough to rattle the windows. Celestia sighed and sat down next to her sister's shuddering form. Slowly and demurely, she ran a hoof along Luna's back, stroking her in the way she had done so many times over the years. She offered a soft smile. "It's okay, Lulu. If you need to cry, then cry—I'll be right here."
The two sat like that for a few minutes, with Luna weeping and Celestia rubbing her back. Celestia gazed around her sister's room with heavy eyes, searching for something, anything that would bring her little sister joy. But the room was barren; only the most basic of furniture filled the space, giving the entire room the feeling of an abandoned ruin. She just couldn't imagine anypony being very happy here.
An idea flittered through her head.
"Hey, Luna," Celestia murmured, a grin floating onto her face. "How are you feeling?"
"I am not sure," Luna said, barely lifting her head. "I am not crying anymore, but I still feel an intense pain in my heart."
"Maybe this will fix it." Celestia lit her horn.
A telltale golden glow sparked to life underneath one of Luna's wings. Ears pricking to attention, Luna whipped her head to stare at it. "Sister, what are you—heh." The glow spread to Luna's chest, wiggling like a tub of pudding. Luna's lips cracked into a smile as she threw her gaze between the glow and Celestia's simple grin. As the glow traveled along her neck, she curled up into a ball and giggled. "Oh, no, stop!"
"Are you feeling better?" Celestia asked, horn flaring.
If Luna had answered, it was lost in a sea of laughs as the younger mare rolled around her bed, trying desperately to bat away the magical fingers. Her eyes grew wide as she watched the glow head to her stomach. "Oh, no, no do not—bwa ha ha ha!" She barked until she was out of breath, then took in another gulp of air and started laughing again. She stayed like this for a good minute, guffawing into the sky like a drunken hyena, before the glow faded away and she collapsed into a limp pile.
Celestia chuckled. "How was that?"
Luna heaved for breath—but she still had enough energy for a grin. "Why don't you see for yourself, dear sister?" She lit her horn.
Celestia gasped and threw a hoof to her neck, but it was no use. Luna's magic flew across her fur faster than she could react, poking and prodding until Celestia was nothing more than a giggling lump on the floor.
Luna was just moving for Celestia's stomach when a large pillow careened into the side of her head, sending up an eruption of feathers. She fell to her rump and spit out a few white puffs.
The two affixed each other with long smirks. Their horns lit up in unison.