Celestia and Anon: Sunshine

>Celestia's visits have become no  more frequent, but much more personal
>The two of you spend evenings together, either cuddling or sitting next to each other on the bed
>You talk and tell jokes and stories
>You share her pain and stress, for she opens up to you like she can no other
>You feel a little under qualified to be her pocket psychiatrist, and as if in response to that, she got a large amount of books related to Equestrian Psychology
>Clever Princess
>You were sure there were many more qualified, and eventually she relented and stopped pestering you about the books
>But she did urge you to read something else
>Social  norms of the modern Canterlot society
>She has dropped many hints about bringing you to the next Royal Brunch, and she is going to hold it at a new restaurant opening in Canterlot, The Gilded Leaf
>Sounds pretty fancy
>You mention you will need a special outfit for the event, and she says she has just the thing in mind

>When the day of the brunch comes,you rise
>You are only in a pair of cotton pants, which reveals your somewhat bony upper body and unshaven self
>You've even gained a bit of a beard during your stay here
>Most ponies didn't really seem to have a need to maintain facial hair, so unfortunately, you were stuck with it
>Featherduster brings you your morning meal, but Celestia is in tow
>The maid pony places the food upon the table, but it is in a covered dish this time.
>Strange, weren't we going to eat at brunch?
>Celestia takes her seat as usual, having a mischievous grin on her face, sticking her tongue out somewhat
>You raise your eyebrow skeptically
'Breakfast for me? Don't you have to be in the palace?'
>'Oh Anon, so thoughtful.' She says, somewhat sing-song. 'Luna agreed to hold court, as well as Blueblood. The two direly need some experience with holding court and Royal things. They understand I need today off, because of my Royal Brunch.'
>Makes sense, you suppose
>You head over to the table and pull up your chair, opening it to reveal. . .
>Something that is not food at all
>Instead, it is something that makes your eyes widen and a smile spread across your face

>Clothes, glorious clothes.
>The first was a set of large, folded robes, orange and white in color
>Small suns were embroidered delicately around the edges, looking exactly like Celestia's mark
>The sleeves were finely finished, with two layers of suns lining the cuff
>Two long draw strings ran down from the neck and almost too the bottom of the robe, and were a soft red in color
>On the back was Celestia's mark as well, but it was somewhat smaller and the rays of the sun pointed in the opposite direction
>Also, there was a very large hat with the robe, and it looked much like a hat a magic user might use
>It was incredibly broad brimmed, and had a white feather sticking out around a strap near the base of the cone shape
>Just by wearing it, it seemed to block out most of your vision, but most ponies were only waist high anyway
>Finally, a pair of sandals that were open toed, made entirely out of some kind of rope
>While this may seem very unfancy, there was a metal cuff made of the same metal on Celestia's hooves what was meant to go around the ankle, which probably increased their value 1000 fold.
>You look between the clothes and her, speechless

>She giggles a bit at your reaction
>'You always said you wanted to put on a sagely appearance. So I consulted the finest fashonistas in Canterlot and Ponyville to make you this. They didn't bat an eyebrow, of course.'
'Royalty sure does have perks. . .'
>She nodded and streched her wings a bit, rolling her neck. 'Well, I'll leave you to get dressed, then. Once you are ready, I'll teleport us to the restaurant. We are a little bit early, but that should be just fine.'
>You take this as your queue to head into the bathroom
>You strip and enter the shower, turning on the water and beginning to bathe
>A silly thought crosses your mind
>You are pretty much the Equestrian version of Big Hat Logan with that get up, minus the crystal magic and stuff
>Though you certainly have crystals on the brain
>Or in your case, in the brain! Ha ha!
>Your shower ends quickly, and you dry and brush your teeth and quickly slip on a towel


>You exit and Celestia is there, glossing over a book on manners.'
>'I hope you have been reading these.' She says, turning the cover of the book towards you
'I have. And if you were, you would know it's impolite to look at someone while they are changing.'
>She giggles and buries her face as you take the robes  and slip the on over a light t-shirt and pair of shorts
>It's like being hugged by Celestia
>The most warm and comfy thing you have EVER worn
>It's somewhat awkward to finally put on footwear again, but the sandals are comfortable and accommodating
>The hat doesn't block out nearly as much vision as you thought, but it casts a mysterious shadow over your face
>You look at Celestia and beam, asking, 'How do I look?'
>'Smarter than Star-Swirl, if I do say so myself.'
>You walk over to her and lay a hand on the back of her neck, and her horn glows
>And soon the two of you are outside The Gilded Leaf
>You half recoil from the sudden change in scenery
>Everything is so. . .bright and vivid and full of light
>It's muted by your hat, thankfully, but it's still a bit of a shock.
>You hold your head as the sensations rush over you, and Celestia looks at you with a concerned look
'I. . .I'm fine. To finally be outside again. . .it's just a bit of a jarring feeling. I'll be fine.'
>She nods and the two of you walk to the door, where two unicorn Royal Guards are standing vigil
>They don't flinch when seeing you, but you can tell their eyes hold curiosity
>Celestia dismisses them and the two of you enter

>Inside the restaurant is less colorful, but much more fancy
>Red velvet is every where, and everything is gilded
>Chairs, menus, tables, tablecloths, waiters outfits, the waiters hair and tail. . .
>Sheesh, they really were rich or didn't want to get busted for false advertisement
>The two of you walk to the pony at a guided podium, one of red mane and blue body
>She looks at the two of you with shock, and clears her throat, gaining her composure
>She speaks, in a somewhat French accent, and reminds you of. . .Sapphire Shores. It's the eyes.'Ahhh, yes, it is the Royal Brunch today, yes? Please come this way, Celestia and. . .?'
>She looks at you, wanting a name
>Going on your earlier tract of thought, you blurt out, 'Big Hat.'
>She nods and directs you to your table, an incredibly long one with all sorts of food lined up like a buffet, two seats in the middle of it
>'We are still setting up, but we should be ready soon. Please call on the waiters if you need anything, yes?'
>Celestia nods and takes her seat, and so do you
>She leans in, whispering a bit. 'These ponies are rather high strung and a bit snooty, don't you think?'
'Think they'll be annoyed with having to serve commoners?'
>You are of course referring you her guests, and she shakes her head
>'They need the publicity, you see. Besides, they might just loosen up a bit once they meet my dearest students friends.'
>You nodded as she leaned back, and you looked at the food and the door somewhat expectantly
>Soon, you would have your fill of food and friends
>This was so exciting!
>Celestia picked up on your joy, and smiled. She was happy that you were happy

>The day dragged on as the two of you chatted, and guests started to arrive.
>Ponies of all kind and color were there, all of them greeting Celestia with a sort of reverence and . . .fear?
>Celestia returned their greetings with kindness, and you lead by example
>While many ponies were afraid to approach you, the few that did you answered with a soft voice and a calm tone
>They seemed to lighten up once they knew you were a kind being, but many were still on edge about what was essentially a mysterious talking pile of cloth
>You sat back in your chair, your mind full of names of new ponies and your belly full of food, and still no main six.
>You sighed, somewhat disappointed. Celestia took a sip of her tea, and then looked back at you.
>She could sense your disappointment and smiled. 'Don't worry, my student and her friends know how to make quite an entrance.'
>You were about to reply, but as if on queue, a massive explosion was heard as the door flew open
>With it came a massive amount of confetti. . .and a giant cake
>And said cake was heading right to your face
>Just as it connected, you could hear that incredibly bubbly voice you know.
>'SURPRISE!'
>Pinkie Pie
>The silence following this turn of events was filled with worried looks between the newcomers and Celestia

>You wipe the mass of pastry off your face, and most of it lands on your plate with a 'shlup' noise, your face still covered in frosting and bits of the cake
>'Pinkie Pie!' says an exasperated, bookish voice. Twilight's, of course. 'I told you not to bring that Party Cannon! You almost hit Celestia!'
>'Aaaawww, but it was so fun! Everyone looks so surprised! And Rainbow Dash finally got a rise out of those guards like the always wanted! Where is she, anyway?'
>'Pinkie, darling, you know that you shouldn't bring that thing to a formal event! Somep0ny's clothes could get ruined!' A melodramatic voice said. Rarity.
>'Ah dun see why Celestia couldn'ta held this shindig down in Sugercube corner like she always does.' And there's Applejack.
>'That's because this is the grand opening to a new restaurant!' The bookish voice said, and you heard the four. . .or was it five. . .? Enter
>Fluttershy is quiet as usual
>Twilight looks at the podium pony, who seems to be shooting them a look that could melt adamantine
>'Eeerr. . .yes, hello. My name is Twilight Sparkle, and I'm here for the brunch with my friends. We should be on the list. . .'
>The pony huffs. 'After such a display, you should be locked up for trying to assassinate the Princess! I have never seen such brash manners in my life! Why I-'
>You clear your throat as loud as you can, and all eyes are on you.


>You take a napkin and wipe off the majority of the frosting, leaving a bit around your mouth.
>You reach for your hat, which was blown off by the cake, and see the front end of it covered in frosting
>Rarity appears like she's going to die
>You lick your lips and remove the rest of the frosting, looking to Pinkie Pie.
>'This is. . .buttercream frosting and chocolate cake?'
>'Yupperoni Pupparoni!' She says, before being shushed by Twilight.
'I prefer vanilla. But this is still wonderful! Come, friends, let us eat!'
>The jovial tone of voice and the joke seems to put everyone at ease, more so when Celestia giggles at your haminess
>Pinkie seems to be beside herself, while the rest seem to hang their heads low and somewhat embarrassed
>As the brunch goes on, things to be somewhat more normal, but the staff is silently livid at the pink pandemonium peddling party pony
>Rainbow Dash eventually arrives on the scene as well, and the six of them take their seats on the long table across from you
>They all have their expressions fitting to the situation; Curious, giddy, frightened, unimpressed, horrified, and misplaced
>Celestia lifts the remaining cake detritus from your hat, and you smile
'Hello, Twilight and company. Celestia has told me much about you, but I assume she has told you little about me. I am Anonymous, but I also go by Big Hat. Maybe Big Hat Anon? Ha ha. Call me whatever you wish, and ask me whatever you desire. I shall answer them best I can.'

>The rest of the day is a whirlwind - nay, a tempest- of activity
>Twilight was a geyser of questions, to which you answered as best you could
>It was like answering Celestia's questions all over again, but you gave the shorthand, Celestia saying she would give a further explanation on some topics that were too complex to answer in a short time
>Rarity was gushing about how well you looked, and you figured she made it
>In reality, it was a collaborative effort with a tailor in Canterlot named Needlework
>You told her that she would collaborate more often, since this is the best clothes you've worn and seen
>Pinkie Pie is full of her usual energy, and upon asking how you see in your giant hat, she was upside down and in your face
>And somehow coming out of your hat
>To this you responded, 'very carefully', which incited giggles all around
>Rainbow Dash seemed unimpressed with you, just calling you a 'big stupid pile of cloth', which ticked off Rarity a bit, but you would impress her
>You told her you knew the exact speed she was going when she preformed when preforming the Sonic Rainboom, both when she was a filly and during the flight competition, as well as the chemical composition and properties of liquid rainbow
>A combination of meta and Equestrian knowledge left her aghast, the rest dumbfounded, and Twilight with the largest mareboner of her life
>Poor girl looked like she was going to faint
>Fluttershy and Applejack were somewhat quiet, but you listened to them when you could
>The day was full of laughter, happiness and delicious food
>You delighted in the company of others, and left a glowing impression on the main six and the other guests


>The brunch concluded around 4 PM, but most of the guests had left
>You, Celestia and the main six were the last ones left, and didn't notice until the staff urged you out, saying that they needed to prepare for an opening dinner
>The eight of you stand and leave, and eventually you part ways
>All the ponies would like to see you some time in Ponyville, and you say you'll have to ask really really nicely to Celestia and she might consider it
>You ask Twilight to put in a good word for you, and she nod, while the rest of you laugh a bit
>Celestia dismisses the guards, and they wearily teleport away
>You wave one last time too the ponies, and soon you two are back in your chamber
>You illicit an incredibly loud groan and flop onto the bed.
'Sweet blueberry FUCK I'm tried.'
>Celestia gasps. 'Language, young man!'
'Yes, mother.' You say sarcastically. 'Argh, sorry. I don't know how you do it! I'm tired, bloated, and full of. . .pastry.'
>She giggles and walks to the door. 'You learn to limit how much you eat at these events. I assume you don't want dinner?'
>You confirm and she giggles, heading to the door and turning around, peaking her head in
>'I might just have to look into getting you to visit Ponyville sometime.'
>You don't really hear her, as your combined fatigue and the comfiness of the bed and the clothes lulls you into a deep slumber
>You sleep with a smile on your face, and friendship in your heart