(COMPLETE) Cookies and Milk

>You are Nightmare Moon
>Empress of the Equestrian Empire.

>You are in the Royal Kitchens, alone.
>It’s well into the time that was formerly mid-day.
>The castle chefs have all returned to their quarters.
>You stand over a batch of cookie dough, slowly mixing it to ensure the proper texture.
>After mixing the batter to the perfect consistency, you carefully place it onto a tray, and then into the already heated oven.
>After the oven clicks shut, and setting the small timer onto a nearby table, you peek through the thin layer of glass separating you from the soft fire inside.
>Everything is perfect.
>Yet you are still nervous.
>You step back from the oven, before laying down onto the cold marble floor.
>You gaze at the flames dancing inside the stove, and begin to think.
>…
>It’s not often that you have time to yourself like this.
>Over the past year you’ve had so many meetings to attend, so many rebellions to quell, so many traitors to… dispose of.
>You’ve barely had time to explore and embrace the things that you- that Luna used to enjoy.
>You close your eyes, and simply listen to the fire echo of the walls around you.
>It’s so peaceful.
>A smile creeps upon your face.
>You're the Empress of the most powerful nation on the planet, yet you find pleasure in simply baking a batch of cookies.
>…
>That’s not entirely true.
>It’s not simply about baking cookies.
>It has a meaning much, much more significant than that.
———————
>The smile slips off your face.
>You remember the why you… why Luna got so good at baking cookies in the first place.
>…
>It was centuries ago.
>More particularly, it was the years directly following Celestia and Luna’s rise to power.
>They- you were both still young, wide-eyed rulers to a small, growing country.
>The original castle had only just been completed a few months prior, and you were still getting accustomed to the changes.
>A small city began to develop in the shadow of the castle, and soon, it became the largest settlement in Equestria.
>As the first few years slipped by, it became apparent that the Castle was in need of a more formal security force.
>While no pony ever attempted to intentionally harm the castle, you or your sister, their was the occasional accident.
>Foals would accidentally kick a ball into the gardens, and trample Celestia’s favorite flowers.
>Lovers would try and find quite along your favorite paths around the castle.
>…
>After a brief discussion, it was decided that you and Celestia would create a formal guard.
>Both of you interviewed a variety of ponies to become the first Captain of the Guard.
>Hundreds of strong, able-bodied stallions applied.
>The interviews dragged on for months, until you and Celestia found a pony that you deemed fitting for the job.
>…
>Celestial Shield.
>…
>You both agreed that he was the most capable of all the applicants, and so, he received his commission.
>Both you and Celestia knighted him, as both the first Solar and Lunar Knight.
>After a few weeks, he was successfully able to expand the guard to several dozen ponies, and under his leadership, they were able to successfully defend the castle from local mischief.
———————
>Secretly however, his ability to serve as a guard was only one reason for his selection.
>You dare say that you find him… quite attractive.
>He was a strong stallion, with broad shoulders and strong muscles.
>As the weeks went by, you began to think about him more and more.
>After much thought, you came to an… interesting conclusion.
>Perhaps… perhaps you liked him… a lot.
>One night, you expressed you feelings to Celestia, who only chuckled, and teased you about your… interest.
>She said that you didn’t have any experience with stallions, and didn’t know what they liked.
>…
>You were upset.
>Of all ponies, you thought that she would take you seriously.
>She was your sister after all.
>That night, you went to bed crying.
>What did she mean you didn’t know anything about stallions?
>There isn’t that much to know.
>They're ponies just like every pony else.
>And what did she mean that you don’t “know what they like?”
>They’re ponies!
>The like what every pony likes!
>…
>It bothered you.
>It wasn’t her words that troubled you so much.
>Her tone was… condescending.
>Like she thought your feelings didn’t matter.
>…
>You did’t let that stop you though, it only motivated you.
>You were going to show Celestia that you weren’t some sort of foal.
>That your feelings mattered…
———————
>Some more time passed.
>You’ve made it a habit to try and see him at least once a day.
>He would always report for duty in the morning, just after you lowered the moon.
>You would perform your duties, and than rush to the gates to meet him as he arrived.
>He would always smile and say hello, before going to the barracks.
>It would awaken the butterflies in your stomach.
>Luckily your coat hid any hint of a blush with ease.
>It was… unbecoming of a Princess to show such blatant interest.
>No, you needed to be careful courting this stallion.
>Surely any word of your interest would send the city into a frenzy.
>A princess and her guard…
>…
>Some time passed.
>You were no longer able to meet him at the gate.
>Instead, Celestia tasked you with signing documents during the early morning.
>While you were definitely excited about any increase in your official government duties, you couldn’t help but feel upset.
>It was perhaps the highlight of your day; and now it was gone.
>You tried to have Celestia schedule the document signing period at a later point, or even during the evening during your watch, yet she insisted that it must be done in the morning.
>Begrudgingly, you abided by this request.
>You would simply need to meet him during another time.
>...
>A few days past until you decided upon an idea.
>You would invite him to stay for dinner with you and Celestia!
>It only made sense.
>You and Celestia should know more about the guards who protect you.
>And surely he would enjoy dinning with you.
>And Celestia.
>He seemed so happy to see you every morning, of course he would enjoy spending time with you!
>…
>You remember proposing the idea to Celestia.
>She was eager to agree with your proposal.
>She even suggested that the dinners start next week.
>You were so excited, you could hardly wait.
>…
>You should have known….
———————
>The week passed agonizingly slow.
>The first dinner however, when perfectly.
>You, and Celestial Shield conversed about the many happening within the city.
>Celestia seemed to focus her conversation more personal topics.
>It was very uncouth of her.
>You doubted that her and Celestial Shield so much as spoke before than, yet their conversation was very personal.
>A princess should maintain her pose at all times.
>You reminded yourself to remind Celestia of that.
>…
>After a few weeks, and a few more conversations with Celestial Shield, you decided to take a calculated risk.
>It was definitely a very… overt display of your interest.
>You planned to make dinner yourself, and than, if everything went to plan, go for a evening walk with him.
>You wanted to show him your evening sky.
>You remember spending seemingly countless evenings planning out a stunning new star constellation for him.
>You spent even more time perfecting a variety of recipes to satisfy almost any taste.
>You remember calling upon the local winery to use some of their most finely aged bottles.
>You wanted it to be perfect.
>…
>You should have known.
———————
>The evening of the dinner came.
>You spent the entire afternoon preparing the ingredients.
>Agonizing over every slice of onion.
>Focusing on how each carrot was shredded, ensuring they wouldn’t be too thick, or even worse, too thin.
>Celestia was even surprisingly supportive of your efforts, and recommended which wine would best compliment the meal.
>Eventually, after hours of preparation, the dinner was almost ready to start.
>However before you returned to your quarters, you remembered to preheat the oven to make your dessert.
>Chocolate Chip Cookies.
>Your favorite.
>You’ve made a batch nearly every day since you’ve moved into the castle.
>Your recipe has undergone hundreds of iterations, before reaching it’s final form.
>You’ve experimented with imported chocolates, different species as egg donors, different types of flower…
>You’ve never had anyone test them before besides yourself.
>Until now...
>...
>You went to your room, and made sure your regalia was well polished, and that your coat was properly groomed.
>You applied your favorite perfume before making your way to the dinner.
>You wanted to look your best for him.
>…
>After returning to the Royal Dinning Hall, you and Celestia retrieved Celestial Shield, and escorted him to the table.
>Celestia even let you sit at the head of the table!
>She sat directly across from Celestial Shield.
>You went to retrieve the various courses of the meal, using your magic to levitate the variety of different plates, bowls, and various other items.
>After placing the food on the table, you took your seat, and began to eat.
———————
>The dinner went well.
>Celestia pointed out that you made the meal, which seemed to impress Celestial Shield.
>Him and Celestia chuckled a few times for no clear reason, but the conversation was otherwise very entertaining.
>After the meal was over Celestia, yourself, and Celestial Shield all casually sipped on the wine, and consumed light cheese.
>Celestia and Celestial Shield drank more than you did, and Celestia moved to sit next to the guard pony, leaning on him for support.
>After a while longer, he leaned into her as well, and used his hoof to support her.
>...
>They must have been tired from a long day.
>…
>Remembering that you still needed to serve dessert, you quickly left, and returned to the kitchen.
>As you went to place the cookies into the oven, you were shocked to find the oven turned off.
>You mentally berated yourself for forgetting to turn it on, earlier, even though you could have sworn you did so.
>This set back forced you to wait twenty long minutes before the cookies could be placed into the oven, and short time before they finished cooking.
>As you watched the cookies bake, you became increasingly nervous.
>You didn’t want to keep him waiting too long; he looked tired.
>Certainly he would have been making his way home soon…
>…
>Your worries were interrupted by the timer going off.
>You quickly removed the tray from the oven, and place the batch of cookies onto a plate.
>After pouring two glasses of cold milk, you swiftly make your way back to the dining hall.
>Celestia should have returned to her room, so there was no was no need to pour a third glass.
>…
>As you made your way back towards the dinning hall, you became increasingly nervous.
>Did he enjoy your dinner that you made for him?
>Would he enjoy the cookies you made?
>…
>Would he go on a walk afterwards?
>You desperately wanted to show him your work with the night sky.
>So few people ever looked at it.
>And no one has ever seen you perform your work besides Celestia…
>…
>You just hoped that he would find it… impressive.
———————
>You arrived at the Dinning Hall, expecting to see Celestia and Celestial Shield.
>...
>It was empty.
>…
>It was strange. You don’t remember either him or Celestia mentioning that they would be leaving…
>You assumed they must have needed to use the restrooms, so you simply at down and waited for them to return.
>…
>And waited…
>…
>And waited…
>You looked down at your cookies, which were now beginning to cool of; the gentle steam that radiated from them before was now gone.
>Deciding that waiting was no longer an option, you decided to see where Celestia went; surely she would know where Celestial Shield went.
>You pick up the silver plate of cookies and milk, before walking toward Celestia’s room.
>The walk wasn’t particularly long or interesting, but it felt longer than usual.
>You took the same route as you always did, yet you felt so… foolish.
>Like you were missing something.
>Something obvious…
>Yet everything was in place.
>You had your dessert in hoof.
>You had the route for your eventual evening stroll planned out perfectly.
>…
>You’d even remember to find the perfect spot to sit and show him the stars overhead.
>…
>Yet something left… off.
———————
>On the way to your sister’s quarters you passed a series of windows, and took the moment to look outside.
>…
>The sun was already down.
>…
>A streak of panic went down your spine.
>You were late for your duties!
>Celestia must have already lowered the sun for the evening.
>But you wanted to have Celestial Shielf see you raise the moon!
>It- it was part of the plan!
>You- you needed to find him: immediately.
>You walked with a renewed sense of urgency toward Celestia’s room, and within a a few minutes, arrived.
>However, as you approached, you noticed that the door was open slightly, allowing a few rays of light to escape into the darker room.
>And you heard noises…
>Like- like Celestia was rolling around in bed.
>At least that is the best you could describe it as.
>…
>Knowing the Celestia didn’t like uninvited visitors, you decided to gently knock on the door.
>…
>No response.
>But the… moans? Continued.
>You remember hearing a gentle panting.
>And a second sent of moans… no- grunts…
>Like a stallion.
>Celestial Shield?
>Confused as to what was happening, you gentling leaned into the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of the apparent commotion.
>…
>Celestial Shield was… mounted on Celestia…
>You should have- Luna should have known better.
———————
>You immediately removed your head from the crack, and stood in the hallway, almost in awe.
>…
>You- Luna didn’t understand what was happening.
>Celestia kept her sheltered.
>She didn’t understand that Celestia intentionally kept her ignorant of their relationship.
>That Celestia toyed with Luna’s childish interest and emotions.
>Even when presented with overwhelming evidence, she didn’t… understand.
>That was, until she heard what they were saying…
>…
>You stood outside, nearly motionless.
>You gently set down the cookie tray, and simply… listened.
>As you stood, you began to realize that they weren’t simply… doing something… they were talking…
>Something told you not to listen… that you should be here anymore… but curiosity prevailed, and you decided to listen.
>…
>…
>”mmm”
>”ahhh-hhh”
>”Celestia your soo- so perfect…”
> “So… tight…”
>SMACK!!!
>”Ahhh!!!”
>…
>…
>Concern took hold of you, and you leaned into the doorway again.
>What if he’s hurting Celestia!?!
>You need to stop him!
>You need to-
>...
>”Yes!!! Ooo yes Shield!!! Just like- just like that!”
>...
>W-What?
>Why… why does she like it?
>He’s on top of her!
>He’s even putting- something in her…
>…
>”Yes Shield… make…uhhh... make me your Princess… claim- ahhh- claim me…”
———————
>It- it was confusing. You- you shouldn’t be  have been there...
>You needed to think about-
>...
>”Tell me Shield- who-ahhh- is your favorite princess?”
>”You are Celestia… you are…”
>…
>The words linger in the air.
>While they continue to do… whatever it is they’re doing, your mind focuses on those words…
>Celestia is his favorite.
>Not you.
>You feel… stupid.
>Why does he like her over you?
>You greeted him every day…
>You even made him dinner…
>…
>You lay on the ground outside her room, and continue to listen.
>Tears gather in your eyes as you start to become almost hysterical.
>It takes everything in your power to keep quite.
>It’s just- it’s just that you’ve spent so much time planning this evening, debating every detail… and for what?
>For Celestia to be his favorite Princess?
———————
>After a few minutes, the noise from inside the room becomes quiet, and eventually, stops entirely.
>Hoping, begging for it to be over, you peer inside once again.
>…
>Their both still on the bed, and visibly panting.
>Celestial Shield’s body lays on top of your sister, who has her wings spread across nearly the entire bed.
>After their panting stops, you watch as Celestial Shield slowly stands from on top of Celestia.
>You notice that he slowly pulls something… large out of your sister.
>It’s covered in some sort of fluid, which also appears to be leaking out of your sister’s private areas.
>For some reason, her nether region appears to glisten in the soft candle light, as if coated in some sort of water…
>But why-
>…
>”Did you enjoy your… reward... my Shield?”
>He chuckles gently, before laying beside your sister.
>”You were wonderful my love.”
>He gently nuzzles her chin, an action which she gently returns.
>Her tail flicks from side to side a few times…
>”I do know how to treat a stallion right after all… I know what you like don’t I?”
>He gently caresses her wing with his hoof before responding.
>”Yes you do Celestia, yes you do…”
>…
>You remember the next event in exquisite detail.
>Celestial Shield slowly leaned in, and placed his snout again Celestia’s ear, which twitched twice in response.
>”I love you…”
———————
>You didn’t wait for the next events to happen.
>You immediately stood up, and quickly made your way to your room.
>You cried for hours.
>You don’t remember how long exactly; you simply cried until you ran out of tears.
>He… he loves Celestia.
>It’s obvious.
>She told you before that you didn’t know how to make a stallion happy…
>…
>She made him happy.
>Whatever she did there… made him happy.
>Eventually, the tears stopped.
>You simply lied in your bed.
>However, after the tears stopped, you noticed a soft… warm feeling in your private region.
>Confused, you looked down, and saw that it was wet.
>Your sheets moist with… whatever it was.
>Immediately you thought that you might have accidentally relieved yourself, but the scent… didn’t match.
>Instead, it smelled almost like Celestia’s room.
>Was… was this what was on Celestia?
>You touch it, and feel… something rush through your body.
>…
>In a mixture of confusion, intrigue, and… something, you touch yourself again.
>It feels… strange.
>…
>You remember Shining Shield put himself into Celestia…
>…and she said she new what he liked…
>…
>Is this what he wanted?
>Do stallions like… touching this spot…?
———————
>You continued to rub yourself gently, yet you felt something beginning to build.
>Like it was getting stronger, and urging you to rub yourself even more.
>Your body felt almost… empty…
>Like you want something side of you, to fill you with… something…
>….
>That is what Celestial Shield did to your sister…
>He was… he has filling her up…
>He looked so excited, so strong, so… so…
>…
>You stopped.
>Tears you didn’t know you still had come streaming down your face.
>You felt humiliated.
>Here you lay in your bed while your sister made the stallion you… loved… happy.
>She made him feel happy.
>She knew how to make a stallion happy; you didn’t.
>It was a profound sense of uselessness.
>You spend weeks trying to make him happy, and yet she did it in one night…
>You even saw it happen with your own eyes.
>…
>A unfamiliar feeling began to creep into your mind.
>You… you -hated- Celestial Shield for not noticing you… for not giving you a chance…
>And you…. hated your sister… for taking him from you… so carelessly.
>…
>And you thought that your cookies would be enough…
———————
>Eventually, sleep overtook Luna.
>From that day, she never looked at Celestial Shield again.
>She was too hurt to look at him.
>It was quite sad really.
>Such a weak mare…
>…
>…
>…
>The next day you woke up.
>The feeling of sadness didn’t go away.
>You made your way to breakfast slowly, arriving a little later than normal.
>Celestia was already there.
>You remember she looked so lively and excited.
>Like she had gotten the most restful sleep in ages.
>You, did not.
>…
>As you sat down at the table, she called to you.
>”Luna?”
>Your ears perked up at her voice.
“Y- Yes sister?”
>”Did you try and give me some of your late night snack last night?”
>Snack? What?
“Um… I don’t know-“
>”The cookies and milk you left outside my room? While I do appreciate the gesture, I had to throw them away. There were in the hallway all night. The milk was warm and the cookies were getting stale.”
“Oh- umm… yeah… I’m sorry…”
>”It’s fine Luna. Just be more careful next time….”
>She turns to eat again, and takes a few bites, before looking at one a final time.
>”And you also forgot to raise the moon! You almost sent the city into a panic last night!”
>You look down, away from her again.
“I’m sorry, I won’t forget to raise it again.”
———————
>Years past, and you- and Luna’s self-confidence took just as long to recover.
>When it did, her sights were set much… much lower.
>The only other stallion she ever tried to woe was a gardener pony.
>Eventually, she failed again.
>He had a wife.
>From that day onward, she never attempted to win a stallion’s heart again.
>Even when she did become more… aware of her body… she was too afraid of rejection to explore it.
>She even viewed herself as unattractive, and in combination with Celestia’s… habits… she was effectively sheltered from society.
>She even requested the creation of a separate, Lunar Guard, so that she wouldn’t have to Celestial Shield, or any stallions that he might have control over.
>It was a desperate attempt at protecting herself from her past mistakes.
>…
>One day however, you had the chance to take revenge for Celestia's betrayal.
>A large pack of timberwolves was roaming the Everfree forest, can occasionally attacking the nearby villages, killing ponies and damaging crops.
>At the time however, Celestia was ill with the flu, and unable to oversee the response, leaving you at the Throne.
>You called in Celestial Shield and his top officers, and sent them to stop the attacks.
>They attempted to plead with you that the Guard was not combat ready, and that the regular military should deal with the attacks.
>You would hear none of it, and sent them on their way.
>…
>They never returned.
>…
>Needless to say, Celestia was… upset.
>You said that they volunteered to protect their fellow ponies, and that you tried to reason with them to stop.
>She agreed, and said that it was in Celestial Shield’s character to do so.
>You felt… satisfied. She finally knew her what it was like to-
———————
>RING!!!
>RING!!!
>RING!!!
>Your eyes turn to the timer, which has now finished.
>You look into the oven, and see your cookies have reach completion.
>You open the oven, and remove the cookies, before placing them on a awaiting plate.
>You take a few moments to inspect every cookie, making sure the chocolate melted properly, and the cookie is perfectly moist.
>...
>After your return you managed to locate the original suppliers to the ingredients used in your recipe from centuries ago.
>While the ponies have changed, they were all still run by the same family.
>Unfortunately, they were arrested for attempted rebellion.
>In a moment of generosity, you had them freed, and returned to their land under the agreement they would provide all their produce to the Palace for pay.
>Nearly twice what they received before.
>….
>You had to ensure you had the best ingredients.
>...
>After pouring two glasses of milk, you start to make your way to your chambers.
>The walk is brief, and uneventful.
>Eventually, you arrive at the doors to your bedroom.
>After taking a deep breath to gather yourself, and checking to make sure the cookies are still steaming, you open the door.
>…
>Anonymous is lying in bed, reading some military report.
>”Nightmare, where have you been? I’ve been wondering where you’ve- … …  are those… cookies?”
>Your eyes divert to the white mare at the foot of the bed, restrained by various wards and magical inhibitors.
>Your sister, Celestia.
>She looks up at you, with a clear expression of exhaustion, and resignation, before realizing her mistake of eye contact, and looking at the floor once again.
>…
>You smile, before returning you gaze to Anonymous.
“Yes my Brute, Cookies and Milk.”