Thirty Minute Pony Stories

Twilight trotted through the halls of the castle, heading for Celestia’s study. She wasn’t sure why the princess wanted to see her, the letter had only said that Spike had shared a concern with her. Spike had remained tight-lipped about it, so she was in the dark at the moment. She paused in front of the alicorn-sized doors, receiving a nod from the guards, indicating that she should go in.

As she entered, she saw Celestia on a pillow in front of the fireplace. While the look in her eyes was welcoming, it seemed strained.

“Come Twilight, we have much to talk about.”, she said as Twilight made her way over to her mentor and settled herself across from her.

“I’m just going to get right to the point. Twilight, is there anything you wish to tell me? Anything at all, really. A secret, a wish, a dream, any feelings? You can tell me, you know. Spike said that you seemed to be hiding something concerning me, as evidenced by your, shall I say, breakdown over a tardy letter. Is this true?”

Twilight’s mind raced as she tried to come up with a coherent answer. A blush spread over her cheeks as she became more and more flustered.

“Hiding something? No way, princess, not at all. He he, nope. Why would I ever hide something from my amazing mentor, who I love do dearly? He he, there is no reason! No reason at all to hide anything from the pony who I obviously don’t feel anything for other than the typical mentor-to-student relationship!”, Twilight kept rambling on and on about how she definitely never had or would have the hugest crush ever on Celestia, nor did she think about her all the time or fear more than anything else disappointing her in any way fathomable. She couldn’t stop herself, and was nervously laughing the entire time.

“Twilight. Twilight please. Please calm down Twilight. You know what happens when you get this hysterical. Twilight.”, Celestia closed her eyes and sighed as she closed Twilight’s mouth rather forcefully with magic.

“Twilight, you need to calm down. Your magic is too powerful for you to be this upset. You’re going to take the roof off my study. It’s okay.”, she released her hold on Twilight.

Celestia expected Twilight to either calm down or start babbling again. She did not expect her to burst into tears and bury her head into Celestia’s shoulder.

“Oh princess, h-how can I c-calm down? I’m an aw-awful person, and n-now you’re either going to s-send me to the moon, or worse, send me b-back to magic kindergarten!”

“Twilight, we’ve already had this discussion. I am going to do neither of those things, and why would I? Because you dared to have feelings? I thought I taught you better than that, my faithful student.”, she said, shaking her head with a small smile.

Twilight looked up, eyes red and watery.

“B-but you’re… you! And I’m j-just silly, boring, egghead Twilight Sparkle! I’m wholly unworthy.”, she said, lower lip trembling.

“You are none of those things, and even if you were, why would that make you unworthy? We have many of those things in common, you know. We both like books, we are both very adept at magic, we both enjoy simple things,” she leaned in and whispered the last part of her sentence “And as for that whole ‘crush’ thing, let’s wait until you’re a bit older, and then we’ll talk.”

Celestia winked, and with a flash of light, she teleported Twilight back to the library. Twilight stood there, head spinning from the sudden magic. Spike walked up with a hello, and was suddenly hanging upside down in a sphere of purple magic.

“Let’s have a little chat about going behind my back to the princess, Spike.”

Dear Author,

“Let’s wait until you’re a little older,” indeed. Indeed.

I am offended at the implications in this story, the idea that I could ever possibly have a crush on Princess Celestia, my lovely and wonderful mentor whom I love strictly like a teacher and never have even a single thought regarding her flowing mane or her beautiful eyes.

Indeed, sir.

Sincerely,

Twilight Sparkle