Unforeseen Consequences - Welcome to Canterlot (pt.10)

>You grab the fork with your magic and start stuffing your face with pancakes, taking sips of milk every now and then.
>Until you eventually start coughing a little thanks to the rapid and massive intake of pancakes into your system, but nothing that a sip of milk wouldn’t fix.
>”Careful anon, we don’t want you to choke do we?” Celestia points concerned at how fast you were eating.
>Criticism that you take… yeah, it would be better if you slowed down; you were looking like a disgusting pig there.
“hehehe sorry, but the whole magic stuff left me starving… and… uhmm” you look down in shame “I couldn’t contain myself”
>Celestia puts her right hoof on her face, looking irritated “Anon, don’t tell me that in your…”
>“Orphanage” You say in a casual way, taking the remaining chunk of your pancake and eating.
>You of course did this in order to start making up a backstory for you in the most subtle way you can.
>”Yeah your orphanage” She makes a small circular motion with her other hoof, making it clear that she didn’t care as much about that particular thing as the fact that you were completely illiterate about magic
>“Were they truly so incompetent, so… mean! That they didn’t even tell you even the itty bitty info about magic?” Celestia was furious about this whole deal; magic must be a pretty big deal here.
>You shake your head; there wasn’t a point to backpedal here without sounding suspicious “No, not even the slightest thing. But hey, I know a lot about physics and other sciences! I’m quite amazing at it, really” You try to cheer her up by giving her a big smile.
>Celestia strokes your mane and sighs “Well, you are indeed a very intelligent colt, and I’m proud for that… it’s just that…” She closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath venting out her frustration
>“I can’t believe that they would deny many colts what would potentially be their cutie marks… to deny somepony their destiny by holding out the information that would take them there”
>She opens her eyes and strokes your cheek “I guess what Discord told Luna and me was right… but don’t worry my dear anon, you are not in that awful place anymore… Luna and I will make sure that you get the life you deserve here… That you’ll get the opportunities that you deserve to grow… and all the love that we can give”
>You are left speechless by Celestia’s words… she really, really cared and felt for you… even if it was partially a lie that kind of unconditional love moved you enough to be on the verge of tears.
>Celestia hugs you tightly once more, whispering to your ear that everything would be alright… and you hugged her back
>After a while Celestia breaks the hug and cleans the mess that you made by eating like a pig with her magic. She then takes a look at your flank and gives you a gently stroke
“And don’t worry my sunshine… maybe the ponies that took “care” of you in that orphanage didn’t gave importance to your cutie mark… but I swear that I’ll do my best to help you find your special talent”
“Cutie Mark? What’s that?”
>You ask, not thinking about what consequences it could bring to ask what probably was a very basic thing for ponies lives.
>Celestia angers returns as she stomps her hooves on the ground “You mean they didn’t even teach you what a cutie mark is?” She says, pointing to the sun tattoo on her flank.
>Ohhhh so that’s a cutie mark, hmmm but for what it looks like that should be a rite of passage of some sort. Something related to a special talent, maybe the tattoo represents that… Goddamn, in this moment you wish that you had studied anthropology a little bit harder.
>But nonetheless Celestia was absolutely beyond herself; her face was now starting to look like a red tomato from the anger.
>Come on, come up with something, even the stupidest shit will help
“I… uhhh… yeah!... uhh, kinda… but… eh… we call them bubblers… that’s right… eh… that’s why I didn’t catch on… because they have a different name here”
>Celestia calms a little, but she still was pretty mad. She puts her hoof on her face and asks in disbelief “Bubblers… really? Sheesh that’s something that Spike would come up with… erm but I digress, do you know what they actually are?” She asks with the hope that your educational system wasn’t so fucking abysmal
>If she asks what your city’s name was, you would tell her that it was Detroit, if they have an equestrian equivalent then she will understand.
“I mean, they didn’t teach me how you can obtain one… but yeah, they totally told me that the… eh, bubblers represent the special talent.”
>Celestia looks at the clock, and takes another big breath
>”Very well, I’ll explain you along the way because if we don’t hurry we will miss all the good stuff at the Canterlot’s market.” She says in an annoyed tone, before making her horn shine with her aura.
>Oh that’s right; after all what happened you forgot that you were going with Celestia today to buy things for your room.
>She starts to glow white, but just for a minute before her glowing silhouette shapes form into the mare that woke you up.
>”Very well, now, I’ll take this…” She hoovers from outside the room what it seemed a saddlebag used for horses… of course, but this was much more stylized, almost like a bag pack.
>”And you take this” She then brings another saddlebag into the room, this one much smaller, and with some pins attached to it. Celestia gently places it on your back.
>By the weight of it, it wasn’t empty, you use your magic to open it and inside of one bag was a little brown bag and inside the other was a lunchbox.
>Celestia comes near you and gives you a little kiss on your forehead “Those are bits for you to spend on the market, and the lunchbox is packed with something I made with all my love”
>”Now, since we don’t want any of the guards noticing that we are gone, we’ll have to take a little shortcut” she explains to you while bringing you closer to her body with her right hoof.
“A Shortcut? What shortcu-“
>But she doesn’t answer as you are instantly brought to the Castle front doors… fucking teletransportation.
>You shake your head to orient yourself, Celestia was walking towards the doors already “Come on!” she says with tons of energy “To Canterlot!” She opens the doors from pair to pair
“AGH”
>You get blinded for a few moments that take your eyes to readjust to actual sunlight.
>”Let’s go anon! We have a lot to do!” and there she goes… hopping like a little girl.
>You start walking at a moderate pace to catch up with her, but also enough to let you appreciate the front castle grounds. You see Celestia waiting at the other side of a bridge.
>When you are almost with her you turn around to see the castle
“Amazing” You muster to yourself
>The castle was indeed a sight to see, a mix between European, towers having Middle Eastern touches… but still… just like the throne room the castle color scheme was super gay, but eh who were you to complain.
>The two of you start to walk towards the city,
>”I bet you must be pretty excited huh? You’ll finally get to know Canterlot.  Oh! I can’t wait to get to the market! Celestia was really pumped about this, hopping in cheeriness.
>And you gotta admit that you were getting pretty excited too… Finally, you’ll see an actual alien civilization with your own eyes, and honestly spending the time with Celestia didn’t sound bad at all.
>You had a question though, one that you probably could guess the answer… But still, it wouldn’t hurt to ask and get to know her point of view.
“Hey… uh, I have a question”
>”What is it my dear” Celestia slows down so she can now walk side by side with you
“So I was wondering… Why did you transform into that mare?”
>Celestia lets out a slight chuckle and rolls her eyes “This mare is me… when I was younger”
>Wait what? How?
“Really? I-I mean don’t get me wrong, you look great but… really? Your normal look is well… much taller for starters”
>Celestia sighs and drops her head looking annoyed “ I know… that’s what happened after the alicorn thingy… I don’t want to go through the details… it just sorta happened through the years…” Man, she really didn’t want to touch into that… but still you have to admit…
“Well, you really pretty and I’m not kidding” you say with a reassuring voice, genuinely convinced that you actually liked her this way much more
>This makes her smile but says nothing as you two arrive to the city and… it was like a much more cuter version of Boston… Man you now were starting to ache for a beer with your old mates… but eh not as much that it would get you all nostalgic.
>You see some stores and ponies that were the very definition of snob. Most of the ponies being unicorns with some winged ponies and, eh normal ponies here and there… Just like the upper part of Boston.
>”So anon, about cutie marks… or well… bubblers” she asks, some of her anger returning but nothing major “You don’t know how they are obtained right?
>You shake your head; even if it is for the sake of keeping up your story… you didn’t know what they actually were or what the rite of passage to obtain the tattoo consisted of.
>”Very well, I’ll explain you, is nothing complicated really. Well anon you know that they represent a pony special talent right?”
>You nod “Yup, that much I know”
>”Ok, so a cutie mark is obtained when a pony discovers his or her special talent, the very thing that sets a foal apart from the rest, and they appear on a foal flank by a special magic that resides inside everypony”
>What, magic? So it’s not like an actual tattoo but more like a biological aspect of ponies?
“So it appears naturally or well, by magic? After a pony discovers at what he’s good at?
>Celestia looks at the sky thinking about a simple answer “Well, yes and no my dear, it is a natural occurrence in everypony life and a cutie mark is indeed something related to the magic that resides inside every single pony…” She goes back to her professor look
>”Buuut you are also wrong about the special talent being something you are good at, for example, Luna is incredibly good at emptying tons of bottles of cider in a veeery short time and with little to no consoquences but that’s not what sets her apart from everypony else” She finalizes as if she was giving a lecture.
>So ponies where the very opposite of communism even in their biological aspects, that’s fucking great! … And it seems like Luna was a heavy weight when it comes to drinking, that’s also great! But still…
“I don’t fully understand that, isn’t what you are good at the thing that sets you apart?
>She then smiles at you and looks you with a motherly gaze “No my dear, but don’t worry, in time you’ll understand, you just need to be patient”
>You keep following Celestia and notice that you were passing through the city without making a single stop, ignoring every single classy store
>After a while of walking in silence you two starts to get enter into what it seems the old part of the city.
“Not that I’m complaining but I’m curious… why we didn’t made a stop in any of the biggest stores?” You decide to ask
”Well, we are going to the market not the super duper classy stuff…” she remarks that part with a disgusted voice
>Huh, this caught you off guard, why did she seem to hate the most exclusive stores?
“Do you really hate the upper class stuff so much? Why?” You raise an inquiring eyebrow
>Celestia lets out an annoyed sight that also translates to her face expression “Hate is over doing it anon, complete dislike is more like it…and it has mostly to do about how they treat me”…
>She closes her eyes letting another sigh “Everypony is nice to me because I’m the princess, and those ponies at their “oh so fancy stores” she remarks the last part with a sarcastic tone “Always uses any of my visits to boast to their competition that the Mighty Princess Celestia asked for a price at their store… bleh”
>Man this certainly was a side of Celestia you certainly didn’t expect, but at the same time… it sounds logical if you think about it… fake relationships was what caused her to not be able to fulfill her dream of being a mother until know, or actually relating to anyone.
>Is definitely something you couldn’t understand, but completely sympathize, and even if you’ve known her and Luna for literally just a day.
>You knew that you already care a lot for them, maybe because you were getting more emotionally immature thanks to this body chemistry, or they actually got to you it didn’t matter, she was someone worth to care for.
“Hey… don’t get that mad, I mean maybe those guys were jerks… but I do care about you… a lot, even if the time we have been together hasn’t been that long”
>Celestia stops on her tracks, tears starting to form in her eyes “Thank you my sunshine… you don’t know how much that means to me” she gently cares your cheek before wiping off her tears “But hey, let’s not get so emotional, we still have a lot of fun left for us!”
>You arrive to what looked like the flea market that you visited when you went to Tijuana with your friends… tons of colorful tents, really close to each other offering a wide variety of stuff, some ponies were displaying their stuff over a blanket on the ground
>A folklorish music filled the air, you could see street artist doing tons of stuff, from playing music, to dance, to painting to more flashy spectacles using magic and some really neat flying
>Celestia places her hoof on your head and speaks with a cockish tone “Now, will you tell me that you would rather being in a boring fashion store instead of this?”
>Well, now you get why she wanted to come, this was awesome to say the least… unlike that fucking Tijuana trip.
>You look with Celestia, excitement filled your being “I wouldn’t trade this for the world.”