Celestia and Anon: Corona

>After a week of staying bed ridden, and hours of ensuring Celestia you were fine, you eventually were released from the hospital
>Only to be greeted by a swarm of media ponies who wanted the big scoop on Big Hat's Blunder
>You refused to comment and were shielded by Celestia, and eventually the two of you made it to a chariot waiting for you and rode back to the palace
>You sighed, making sure to hold onto your hat as you soared through the air
'Sheesh. Talk about nosy.'
>'You can't really blame them. It is their job and their special talent, you know.'
'I suppose so. Then again, you would be used to paparazzi snooping around in your business. I can't believe you got caught off guard by a filly for a school newspaper in Ponyville. He caught you eating 40 cakes. And that's terrible.'
>She looks at you with a bit of  embarrassment
>She would rather forget that incident
'Well, at least now the media will be less concerned about your diet and more concerned about how I may have almost turned into a demonic engine of destruction.'
>She clears her throat. 'Yes, well. Be that as it may, I am going to have to forbid you from reading those books.'
>You were about to speak, but she adds, 'And I am going to have to remove your memories of Tartarian knowledge from you.'
>Clever girl

>She also informs you about your new living quarters
>She arranged for you to come with her to the opening of The Gilded Leaf in order to see how the public would react to your existence
>Aside from your recent mishap, people seem to be accepting of your presence in the world
>While you were in the hospital recovering from your mishap, she moved your belongings to a room near Canterlot Palace, and installed a teleportation rune there was well in order to provide quick access to and from the throne room
>It would produce a sound whenever you were needed in the palace
>You asked why, and she smiled. 'You've proven to be a very smart and clever individual, I have elected you as my adviser. While Luna's input is indispensable, it is also steeped in the old ways. An third, party would be helpful in many cases.'
>You beam
'I would be honored, Celestia.'
>She smiles as the two of you fly up to an ivory tower near the palace
>The chariot hovers near a balcony, and you two enter the door
>It's very similar to the suite Rarity stayed in during Sweet and Elite, save for a stone circle in the middle with the teleportation rune as well as a massive bookshelf and a desk
>It lacked the vanity mirror as well
>It also had the color scheme similar to your signature robes
>Red, orange and white
>It was very pretty
>You give her a hug and thank her profusely, and she smiles.
>'It's no problem. I would do anything for my little human. . .' She coos
>You don't notice her horn light up, but you feel her start to probe your mind
>You would have protested, but she mixed in a hypnosis spell, lulling you into a deep slumber


>You wake up about an hour later, still in your room, but on your bed
>Your hat is hanging up on the bed post, and there is a note on your desk
>You put on your hat and walk over, giving it a read
>'When you are awake, please wash up and put on your best robes. I would like to have a personal dinner with you and the political leaders of Equestria. They are all very curious to meet you.'
>Oh boy, more royal eats
>If being an adviser is nothing but eating and talking, you've got at least one of those things down pat
>You head into the bathroom wash up, and get dressed in your fancy robes shortly after
>content with your appearance, you step on the teleportation room, and are in the throne room in the blink of an eye
>There are some guards flanking the throne proper, and they jump a bit when they see you, but quickly snap back to their stoic expressions
>'The banquet hall is down the hall to your right. You will notice a sign above the door where Her Majesties are eating. Please hurry, as they are expecting you.'
>You nod and thank them for their help and follow their directions
>The doors to the banquet hall are large and opulent
>You are tempted to make a dramatic entrance and push them both open at the same time, but you decide not too
>You open one of them, with some effort
>These were obvious designed for unicorns, or maybe your muscles have atrophied to the point where they are almost useless
>The doctor said otherwise though
>You open the door, and see the banquet hall before you
>As well as the eyes of the political leaders of Equestria, all glued upon you
>Or maybe your hat
>Most ponies notice that first

>The hall itself had a checkerboard tiling, white and black like the two sisters
>On either side there was a pattern of pillars and windows, and near the back of the room was a statue depicting a horn of plenty
>The table itself was long and rectangular, covered in a white table cloth with blue trim and having all sorts of delicious food, and the chairs were made of the finest wood and had the most plush seats
>At the head of the table were the two sisters, Celestia having a cheerful expression, and Luna having one of curiosity and cautiousness
>To her left was a burly looking unicorn, his coat a shiny white and his hair a regal blond and having an expression of pretentiousness and superiority
>Freakin' Blueblood
>To her right was another unicorn, slightly smaller than Big Mac
>His coat was an off white, and his hair a light and dark blue
>He wore the armor much like the royal guards, sans helmet and golden color
>It covered his entire body, and seemed to be more akin to scale armor than plate
>You figured this was the captain of the guard, Shining Armor
>Down the row on Bluebloods side was Mayor Mare, looking at you with a somewhat tired expression
>Across from her was the leader of Cloudsdale, Aegaleas, who had a pronounced jawline not unlike Mr. Cake and very large wings
>The end seat was empty, and you quickly took your seat
'Ah, yes. Hello. It's good to see all of you. My name is Big Hat Anonymous, or just Anon for short.'


>There was a bit of awkwardness as all of them stared at you, but Luna of all ponies was quick to break the silence
>'We are happy to meet you as well, Anonymous.' She said with a nod
>You weren't sure if she was speaking with the Royal We or if she was speaking for everyone else
>'Hey, good to see you.' Said Shining Armor, amicable and friendly. 'My sister's mentioned you before. I didn't think you would look so goofy.'
>'You bite your tongue, Shining Armor. This is Celestia's new adviser, you know.' Commented the Pegasus leader. He sounded aloof and carefree, but had a soothing sound to his voice
>'He certainly does have a unique appearance.' Commented the Mayor, looking you over. 'If I didn't know better, I'd say I was looking at some version of Celestia.'
>This elicited a bit of a laugh from the sun princess herself, and a scoff from Blueblood
>'Well, one thing is for sure, that hat he is wearing is simply GAUDY.' He said. 'Are you hiding something in there, or something?'
'The only thing in here is brains.'
>You flick the cone of your hat and smile
'Something you obviously lack.'
>Laughs, laughs everywhere
>And Blueblood is turning red


>After everything has calmed down, you apologize and say it was simply a joke
>Blueblood just lets out a 'hmph' and goes back to his meal, and you start to plate some of your food
>You get to know the bigwigs of Equestria pretty quickly, getting along with them decently
>Shining Armor is much like his sister, but more laid back and having lofty dreams for the Guard
>Aegalas seems to not give a conceivable fuck, but he is serious about weather control
>Mayor Mare cares deeply for Ponyville, but seems to be a bit greedy when it comes to money
>Blueblood is. . .well, Blueblood
>He softens up a bit when you use some self depreciating humor and talk about the wine they are serving
>Luna is ever curious, almost having as much questions as Celestia did, and you answered them patiently.
>Celestia was very quiet throughout the ordeal, speaking only when spoken too and looking at you intently
>No pressure or anything
>Jokes and stories were told, as well as some of the woes they had to deal with
>Mayor Mare had to deal with a lack of funds to repair town hall, again, and with no rodeo being held, they couldn't find the money aside from donations, but even then it wasn't enough
>You suggest to hold a fundraiser, a sort of festival of food, in which local talent in Ponyville would come together and show their cooking prowess to the public
>It would drum up business for them, earn them some money and get some money for the town hall as well
>She seemed to light up at the idea, wondering why she didn't think of it before
>Shining Armor was concerned about the state of his legions armor, and how the materials for making it were going to run out soon
>The next shipment for the metal they alloy the iron with isn't for a while
>You suggested trying to use a different metal as well as the that one
>It would be just as strong, but heavier
>The two of you bounced ideas off of each other for quite a while, even getting Agaleas and Blueblood on the debate
>'It needs to look presentable as well as functional!' 'It needs to be light enough for pegasi to fly!'
>So many requisites needed to be filled
>You would figure something out, though

>By the time  the meal had ended, you were a little tipsy from the wine, and your throat was sore from talking so much
>Everyone seemed satisfied with your proposals to their myriad problems, and Celestia looked pleased as punch
>The seven of you exited the banquet hall and went your separate ways, and you, Celestia and Luna went into the throne room
>'That was very impressive, Anonymous.' Said Celestia in a happy tone. 'You showed a lot of wit and confidence, even when you were faced with such complex problems.'
>'Indeed. You have made a fine choice, sister.' Luna said, looking at you with a smile. 'I cannot say I agree with his attire, though.'
'Well, if you found me first, I would be wearing your colors.' You said. 'Though, maybe we could get some robes like this with your color scheme, as well as another hat.'
>Luna looked at Celestia with a pleading expression, and she smiled. 'It would show your loyalty to both of us. That is an excellent idea.'
'Great. More laundry for me to do.'
>The two princesses smiled at this, and you stepped onto your teleporter pad
>'Please be ready whenever I need you. You will still receive meals from Featherduster, and you are free to leave the suite any time you wish to walk around Canterlot. But don't do anything to cause a panic, or it's right to the moon.'
>She had a joking tone with her, but Luna seemed to be concerned.
>You nod in response and teleport back to your room, disrobing and hanging your hat on the bedpost and ducking under the covers
>Sleep overtakes you, but your dreams are null and void

>The few months were taxing on your mind, body and spirit
>You were not prepared for the amount of talking and thinking you had to do
>Even with your photographic memory and your delving into tomes on politics and foreign culture, policy and language, you were not prepared
>Almost every day you had to rise to the sound of the teleporter beeping, signaling your summons to the Throne Room
>You would be told the situation, be it open court, meeting with an ambassador or traveling to foreign  countries, and then do your duties for the day
>When traveling, Luna would often be left in charge to raise the sun and moon, and only in the most dire of status would she be taken along with you
>While the time traveling with Celestia via airship was nice, and allowed for the two of you to share an embrace or whisper sweet nothings to each other, she put on an air of deathly seriousness when you landed, and expected you to do the same
>Luna traveled with you as well from time to time, and while you did not interact as intimately as you did with Celestia, you two still bonded with each other in a platonic way
>Traveling to so many different places so many times lead to culture shock, as well as the initial reaction of them not knowing who or what you are
>While your species was a bit of a barrier to the locals, your advice was sound and wise
>Coming back to Canterlot also meant more problems arose in your absence, and rumors about you two would sprout up like weeds
>You put on a stoic, brave face for Celestia, but in reality, you were crumpling under the pressure


>You currently lay in a cheap bed, looking up at the ceiling of a small room
>Rice dividers were everywhere, separating the rooms of this Neighpon hotel
>The carpet was plain, but the walls were painted with all sorts of kanji and what have you
>Books and papers and scrolls were strewn about, and your clothes had yet to be unpacked
>Your had lay next to you on another pillow, and you groaned
>The meeting tonight with Great President Pao was delayed till tomorrow, so you had some time off
>You heard a knocking at the door, and said they could come in
>The rice divider slid open, and there was Celestia there, a piteous look in her face
>'Oh, Big Hat. . .' She said softly. 'It's nice to have some time off, isn't it? I hope you are using it to relax.'
>She could tell you were buckling from the pressure
>You never expressed it openly, but your tried expression and haggard appearance told her everything
'You are truly made of stronger stuff than I.' You say, mirthlessly
>She saunters over to the bed, laying next to you, her head next to yours
>You sigh and prop your self up, back against the bedstand and she smiles, moving her head onto your lap
>You run your hand down her neck as she sighs happily, closing her eyes.
>'I'm worried about you.'
'I know.' You say. 'But it's my duty to be your Adviser, right? Not just for you, but for the good of Equestria.'
>You had developed a strong sense of conviction during the past few months, which Celestia admired
>'What could will Equestria be if you cannot give advice, though?'
'It wouldn't be very good at all.' You say flatly.
>'Exactly. Which is why I am ordering you a vacation to Ponyville right after we get back from this trip.'

>You blink
'Celestia, are yo-'
>She cuts you off. 'I won't take no for an answer.'
>She sounded a bit forceful, and yet still having that soft and playful tone in her voice.
>You sigh, knowing you aren't going to win this
>Even if you did say no, she would order you to do it, and even then, she would partially mind control you to do so
>She got most of your dessert when you were eating out with her that way
>She really needs to lay off the sweets
>'You've been wanting to go to Ponyville for some time now, and I've gotten some letters from Twilight about it. She is dying to meet another intellectual like herself.'
'Aaaah. . .it would be nice to go down there.' You say, wistfully. 'The only Ponyville connection I have is Turnip Truck. Nice guy, but he's dumb as a box of hair.'
>She giggles at your analogy.
'First time I met him, he was like, 'You must be wunna them mage itchens!'
>You put on your best impression of him, which sends Celestia into a gigglefit
>She calms down though as you continue to stroke her neck, and she sighs happily
>'So you'll go, then?'
'Of course. As Luna would say, 'But thou must!'
>She smiled. 'Speaking of, since she has to raise the sun, we can sleep together, if you want.
'Like I really have a choice.'
>She stuck out her tongue a bit. 'No. And give me a massage too, if you would.'
>You sigh indignantly, but you know you like it, and so does she
>She shifts her position so she's laying on your legs, her belly on your thighs
>You reach out and begin to knead her stiff body and wings, and she is like putty in your hands
>Eventually, she is so relaxed she falls asleep right then and there
>Figuring you don't have much else to, you continue for a while before sliding down a bit on the bed so you aren't sitting up, and eventually fall asleep yourself
>Best nights sleep you've gotten in a long time.