Thirty Minute Pony Stories

The time before was dark. Not that she realized then, of course. It seemed normal until she saw the Light; the sunlight, that is. The first time she ever saw the Light, when she was a filly, she understood what she’d been missing. The warmth, the beauty. It was a glorious revelation, but she needed to be closer, as close as she could get.

She was finally as close as she could be, or at least so she thought. Always at the side of the Light, always basking in its glow. Sometimes she was even allowed to embrace it, and she soaked in the interaction. She never wanted to go back to that dark time before the lovely Light. Not when she was so close.

She was wrong. So innocent, so child-like. She’d thought she was as close as she could be to the Light, but she was mistaken. The Light was hers now, forever wrapped within her embrace. She was part of its warmth, completely enveloped by her Sun.

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Twilight lay against the Princess, snuggling against her warm coat. She giggled at the thought of herself as a satellite, revolving around her own personal Sun.

“What’s so funny?”, the alicorn yawned.

“I was just thinking about how you have your own gravitational pull. I can’t seem to stay away.”, Twilight rolled over onto her back in order to look at the Princess more easily.

“So that’s why you were always following me around as a filly.”

“No, that was more because I never wanted to be in the dark again. You’re my light in this dark world, the beacon of hope in a desolate shadow. You’re perfect, so why would I ever want to be away?”, the Element of Magic grinned.

“That was rather poetic of you. But remember, light gives off heat. Little ponies who play with fire get their hooves burned.”, the white alicorn said with a predatory light in her eyes, leaning over the unicorn and smiling.

“I guess I need a way to beat the heat, huh?”

“I can think of a few things.”

Norse Pony’s comments: This line made me d’awww pretty hard: “Twilight lay against the Princess, snuggling against her warm coat. She giggled at the thought of herself as a satellite, revolving around her own personal Sun.” That’s really cute, right there. This was a neat way to tie into the prompt, with Twilight musing about the time before she and Celestia became an item. The ending of the story was playfully romantic, and I like the picture that paints of their relationship.