Wizard_in_Equestria Chapter 10

Chapter 10
>Spike: “Twilight! Anon is gon…” Spike’s sentence is cut short when he opens the door to Twilight’s room and see the two of you lie there.
>Hnnng.
>Too early.
>Spike’s face goes completely blank. You swear you hear the ´BEEEP BEEEP` sound of a crane driving in reverse as he moonwalks out of the room.
>Just now do you realise where you are.
>There’s something hairy and soft in your arms.
>You turn your head towards this entity.
“Good morning Twilight.”
>Wait a second…
>You feel the blood rushing to your cheeks
>Twi: “Anon, did we?” Her face is almost as red as yours.
>You look down at yourself.
>Yes!
“No, I’m still wearing my clothes.”
>…
>You both start laughing.
>The whole situation is just so incredibly awkward, waking up in bed with your best friend.
>You still have your arms draped over Twilight’s body but you couldn’t care less.
>The two of you just keep laughing for about 5 minutes before Twilight says:
>Twi: “Would it be that bad if it actually did happen?”
>Hold your horses.
>You take your arms off her and try to process what she just said.
>…
>Yes. Yes it would be bad.
>How do you say this nicely?
“Well it didn’t happen so we won’t have to think about that.”
>Fukken saved.
“Now let’s get some breakfast.”
>You get out of bed and walk downstairs with Twilight.
>Spike: “Fun night?”
>Spike, you asshole.
>Twi: “No, nothing happened.”
>He raises an eyebrow and places the food on the table.
>Twi: “I’m serious.”
>You sit down and begin to eat.
>For the first time in over a month you get your dose of jimmy calming Gorilla Munch.
>As if god pissed on your tongue.

Twilight’s POW
>Anonymous went downstairs to get his stuff.
>You put it all in boxes while he was gone.
>To be honest you never thought he was going to wake up so you packed his things in case Anon officially died.
>You cried your eyes out when you did it, but it had to be done.
>You walk into the kitchen where Spike is in the middle of doing the dishes.
>You sit down on a chair and watch him doing his work.
>You levitate a book down and open it.
>´Equestrian History X`
>You don’t really pay attention to the words in the book.
>The only thing on your mind is your night spent with Anon.
>A big part of you had hoped it had developed into something more than just cuddling.
>But you are really glad you got to spend a night in his warm embrace.
>You could actually feel his breath on your cheeks.
>It was like he was teasing you with a kiss that would never be.
>You had longed for it.
>His lips on yours.
>But you couldn’t find the courage to move in and lock lips with him.
>You had wanted it more than anything last night.
>You let out a long sigh and try to read the book again.
>After two pages your mind wanders off again.
>You have to write a letter to Celestia telling her that Anon had left the hospital.
>You aren’t sure if you should tell her about what happened.
>But you are definitely going to tell her you got a date for the grand galloping gala.
>That is something she should know.
>You are going to need one more ticket.

>Anon: “Hey Twilight?”
>You had been too lost in thought to notice him entering the room.
>Anon: “Did you pack my stuff for me?”
>He’s holding one of the cardboard boxes.
“Yes.”
>Is he going to be mad?
>Does he think you want him out of your house as fast as possible?
>You would rather he stayed but he has got a house of his own now.
>Anon: “Thanks, that was really nice of you.”
>He puts down the box and gives you a hug.
>Okay.
>That went better than expected.
>Anon: “Thank you for letting me sleep here, I’ll see you around.”
>You look out of the window and see him being followed by a line of flying cardboard boxes.
>When did he learn to levitate stuff?
>You go back to your book.
>You really wished he would stay with you.
>And now Rainbow Dash is moving in with him.
>What if she steals him from you?
>She knows you like him.
>All of your friends know.
>All except him of course.
>She might ruin everything.
>What if Anon decides not go with you because he falls in love with Rainbow.
>No! Twilight, get those thought out of your head right now.
>Of course he won’t fall in love with her.
>He already likes you.
>Right?
>You don’t really know for sure.
>Would Celestia approve of you having a relationship?
>Would you be shunned from society for having feelings for him?
>Interspecies relationships are not uncommon, but there is only on human.
>Would it be considered weird then?
>You might have to ask Celestia.
>Oh yeah, Celestia.
>How could you forget?
“Spike, take a letter.”

Anon’s POW
>You finished unpacking and placing your few belongings in your house about six hours ago.
>You had a small training section and now you are finishing dinner.
>You look outside your window and see that the sun is about to go down.
>There is a small hill in the park close by.
>You could get a much better view from up there.
>You quickly pack the rest of your food in a little basket as well as a bottle of water, a glass and a plate.
>After you locked your door you walk up the hill and sit down.
>Ah yes, much better.
>The Sun is setting over the whitetail woods its rays reflecting on a few cotton-candy-like clouds floating lazily in the distance.
>The red and orange lights are a great completion to the yellow and brown-green colours of the trees below.
>P0nyville looks so nice and peaceful from up here.
>You unpack your basket and place the plate with your food in your lap.
>It’s not much but it’s what was left from your main course back in the house.
>Bread with olive oil.
>You bring up the water bottle and with a gesture of your hand and a little bit of concentration the water turns red.
>Yeah, you mastered this art while you were in the hospital.
>Alcohol takes the pain away.
>No, you don’t have a problem.
>Your pour some in your glass, swirls it around a bit.
>It smells good, strong.
>You take a sip and really get a good feel for the wine.
>…
>Rioja Albai.
>You liked that sip.
>Another.
>And another.
>And more food.
>Soon the glass is empty and the last rays of the sun have disappeared behind the horizon.

>You lean back after you finished your meal.
>Now it’s just you and a bottle of Spanish wine.
>Life is great.
>The stars and the moon come in to view above you.
>It’s a full moon tonight.
>How lovely.
>You let out a long satisfied sigh.
>???: “Good evening Anonymous.”
>You know that voice.
>You sit back up and turn your head to face…
>Celestia.
“Good evening.”
>You pour yourself another glass and motion for her to join you.
>She walks up to you and sits back on her haunches.
>Okay, time to show off.
>You haven’t tried this spell yet but you are sure you can pull it off if you just focus.
>You point your left index finger up and concentrate a large amount of mana in your fingertip.
>Cel: ”What a beautiful night.”
>Damn it Celestia!
>Shut up.
>A little bit of molten glass appears over your finger.
>It stretches and grows into the shape of a wine glass.
>The glass cools off and you pour a little bit of red wine in it.
“I liked the sunset better.” You say as you hand the princess the glass. “Here.”
>An aura of magic surrounds the wine glass and Celestia levitates the glass to her muzzle.
>You better step your game up.
>Even if Celestia does insist on being informal you are still going to behave your best.
“Cheers.”
>You cling the two glasses together.
>Celestia smells the wine like you and takes a large slurp.
>You just take a small sip of yours.
“I presume you have come to talk about the attack on P0nyville.”
>Celestia smiles and sinks.
>Cel: “No, I am here on unofficial business. I just want to hear how you are doing.”
>Okay then.
“Well I’m doing great, as you probably know I just got out of the hospital, the p0nies there did a fine job by the way.”
>You look up at the sky again.
>More stars have come into view.
>Cel: “What about the other p0nies, how are they treating you?”
>More and more windows are lit up down in P0nyville.
“The p0nies are great; Twilight in particular has been really good to me. She let me stay with her until my house was complete. I have spent a lot of time together with the elements of harmony, Rainbow Dash and I have become close friends, she is going to live with me for a while until her wings are fully healed.”
>You turn your head back to Celestia who has got a giant shit eating grin draped across her entire face.
“No, it’s not like that.”
>She doesn’t look very convinced.
“We are just friends.”
>You really don’t feel comfortable discussing your love life with the princess of Equestria.
>New topic?
>New topic.
“What about you Celestia? How are you doing?”
>She downs her glass in one swift motion.
>Cel: “Honestly, not that well. The changelings are looking to expand their borders they deemed The Griffon Kingdom too powerful to attack and they don’t want to go to war with the dragons, so they picked Equestria.”
>You pour more wine into glass and give her an understanding nod before she continues.
>Cel: “Their ambassador is an arrogant, sexist, bastard that doesn’t take me or Luna serious. He doesn’t even want to negotiate. All he wants is a war.”
>You know the princess is baiting you.
>You are large enough to successfully intimidate the changeling ambassador and you are a man so he might take you seriously.
“Don’t worry Princess I’m sure everything will work out.”
>Celestia lowers her head and…
>Puppy eyes.
>Celestia damn it.
>She doesn’t even have to ask you.
>You already know what she wants.
>You take a look at P0nyville.
>All of this might be gone if a war breaks out.
>You begin to think changing the subject from your love life was a bad idea.
“It’s getting cold. Do you want to come inside?”
>You point at your house.
>Celestia nods.
>On the way back to your new home Celestia starts talking about the possible war again.
>Cel: “If I can’t get through to the ambassador we might lose East Equestria to the changelings.
>You need time to think.
>You sit down on a couch in your living room.
>Celestia is still pressuring you even though she hasn’t actually asked you directly to be her ´stand in` in the negotiations.
>You would decline if you didn’t have one major problem.
>You have no job.
>Cel: “I just wish there was an alicorn stallion in Equestria. It would make the whole thing that much easier.”
“Fine!”
>Celestia smiles but quickly hides it under a poker face perfected during a millennia of use.
“I will be your ambassador in the negotiations”
>Cel: “Oh Anonymous, I wouldn’t ask that of you.”
>Bullshit.
“On one condition. I get paid for it.”
>Celestia doesn’t even take a moment to think about it before she answers.
>Cel: “Name your price.”
>Okay serious face engaged.
“I want 300 bits every month in addition to transport to and from Canterlot and paid rent until negotiations end.”
>This she thinks about.
>She extends a hoof. “Deal.”
>You gently grab her hoof and shake it.
>You raise your glass.
”To Equestria.”
>Cel: “To Equestria.”

>The rest of the night is spent drinking wine and small talking.
>You get a payment now and start on your new job in three weeks when the changeling ambassador is scheduled to arrive.
>Celestia is a very lively individual when drunk.
>You didn’t have anything to play music on, so Celestia magiced a boombox into existence just so she could dance.
>She even sang karaoke to one of the songs.
>She stumbled over most of the words but it was singing none the less.
>You played a game of chess.
>Halfway done she declared it boring and flipped your table spreading the chess pieces all over the place.
>Conclusion: Drunk Celestia is fun Celestia.
>There is one question that has been in your mind ever since the episode with Rarity in the hospital.
>There is of course a reason you have withheld it until now when Celestia is so drunk she can barely stand.
“Celestia, I gotta… *hic* I gotta ask you something.”
>Celestia plunges down on the couch.
>Cel: “Shoooot” She melodically says with a smile.
“Would it be okay if I…”
>You take another sip of wine.
>Damn this is good.
“If I started dating?”
>Celestia giggles “Of course.”
“I mean l-like p0nies and stuff.”
>Cel: “Well that would be *hic* quite alright.”
>Wait a second.
>Is that bedroom eyes?
>You stare into Celestia’s large half-lidded eyes as she moves closer.
>Yup.
>That is definitely bedroom eyes.
>Well buck.
>Knock knock knock.
>Haha saved by the doorbell.
>Or, well it’s a knock on the door but it sounded better with doorbell.
“I gotta get this.”
>Cel: “Don’t take to looong.”
>Crazy bitch.
>You open the door giggling.
>Who is that?

>Before you stand a midnight blue alicorn with a large ethereal mane full of stars…
>A lot like Celestia actually.
>???: “ART THOU ANONYMOUS?!” she yells
>You hair is blown back as if a powerful gust of wind had just passed by.
“Well yes I am. What’s with the loud *hic* voice?”
>???: “THIS IS BUT THE TRADITIONAL ROYAL CANTERLOT VOICE.”
>Just a second.
>Alicorn, blue, ROYAL CANTERLOT VOICE, ethereal mane.
>You bend your body to the right to get a look at her flank.
>Yup, a moon as a cutie-mark.
>This is Princess Luna.
>This could be fun.
“WE ARE SORRY; WE DID NOT RECOGNISE YOUR HIGHNESS AT FIRST!”
>The princess of the night gives you a quizzical look.
>Cel: “Anonymous are you coming dar… *hic* darling?”
>Luna looks past you and into your living room where Celestia lies across your couch in the sexiest pose she can manage to strike.
>Luna lowers her volume considerably “What have you done to my sister?”
>Cel: “Don’t make your princess wait!”
>Luna stares daggers at you.
“I… I got her a little bit drunk.”
>Princess Luna face-palms.
>Luna: “What did she drink?”
>what?
“Huh?”
>Luna: “What did she drink?!”
>You think back.
“Only a few bottles of wine.”
>Luna exhales in a sigh of relief.
>Luna: “Don’t ever get Celestia drunk.”
“Why?”
>Luna: “Have you ever heard the nickname Molestia?”
“Like a molestian scissoring?”
>Why do you even know what that is?
>Luna: “Don’t ever EVER give her hard liquor, understand?” You nod.
>Luna walks past you and into your house.
>Cel: “Oh hey Luna! Have you come to join us?”
>Celestia wasn’t really who you had in mind when you said you wanted to date p0nies.
>Meh.
>Better not buck your boss.
>Luna: “No, come on you’re going to bed.”
>You can hear Celestia laugh from inside your house.
>Cel: “Yes, I’m sure Anonymous’ bed is much more comfortable.”
>Silly Celestia.
>You never even wanted to bang her.
>Luna: “No! We are going home! You will sleep in your own bed! Without the human!”
>Not long after Celestia follows Luna out the front garden with her head lowered.
“Good bye Celestia, I’ll see you around!” You yell as you wave goodbye.
>You go upstairs and into your bathroom, brush your teeth, and pass out in the tub.
“Today was a pretty good day” You mumble to yourself as sleep embraces you.