Sisterly Love

“I keep telling you Lulu.  Silver would offset your coat and mane much better than the black.”
>“And I keep telling you 'Tia.  Wearing nothing but precious metals is INCREDIBLY tacky.”
“Tacky?  TACKY‽”
>“Yes.  Tacky.  You're a several thousand year old demi-god.  Is there a reason you feel the need to dress-up as a filly in her first oestrus?”
“IT'S NOT TACKY!  IT IS THE ROYAL REGALIA AND SERVES TO REMIND OUR SUBJECTS OF THE POSITION WE HOLD!”
>“YOU SEE THIS!  THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE!  THIS IS WHY SHINING ARMOUR RAN OFF WITH YOUR NIECE!”
“I HATE YOU LULU!  YOU ARE DEAD TO ME!”
>“THAT'S RIGHT 'TIA!  RUN AWAY!  PERHAPS YOU CAN BRAINWASH YOUR /NEXT/ SUDENT INTO LOVING YOU!”
“UNLIKE SOME PONIES, OUR SUBJECTS LOVE /ME/ WITHOUT BRAINWASHING YOU INSUFFERABLE HAG!”
>“AND WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?”
“IT /MEANS/ LUNA THAT IF YOU WERE /CAPABLE/ OF BEING LOVED YOU WOULDN'T HAVE SPENT ONE THOUSAND YEARS UNDER A ROCK!  WOULD YOU‽”
“Shit.”
“I'm sorry Lulu.  I didn't mean it.  Please don't cry.  Here, come here.”
>“I'm a horrible pony”
“No, no your not.  You're a wonderful pony.  And if others can't see that than it's their loss.”
>“Then why does everypony hate me?”
“Nopony hates you Luna.  What about the Crusaders?  Or that Pipsqueak colt?  Do they hate you?”
>“No.”
“See.”
>“Do you hate me 'Tia?”
“Oh, Lulu.  Of course I don't hate you.  I just said some stupid things because I was angry.”
“Now, are you feeling better?”
>“Yeah.”
“Good.”
>“'Tia?”
“Yes, Lulu?”
>“It's still tacky.”
“Yeah.  I know.”


>“You disgusting slut.”
“You're just jealous I can fool around risk free.”
>“You're dropping into random ponies dreams and rutting them senseless, night after night!”
“Yes, aaaaannnd?”
>“It's vile Luna!  Copulation is meant to be something special, to be reserved for... STOP LAUGHING!”
“When was the last time you got any 'Tia?”
>“NOT THE POINT!”
“ENTIRELY THE POINT YOU FRIGID BITCH!  I'M NOT TAKING SEX ADVICE FROM A PONY WHOSE LAST RUT WAS BEFORE MY BANISHMENT!”
>“YOU SEE THIS!  YOU DEGENERATE SUCCUBUS!  IT ISN'T EVEN /ABOUT/ THE SEX, BUT NOOOO “I'M LUNA, AND SEX IS THE ONLY THING I CARE ABOUT!””
“WELL MAYBE IF YOU PUT OUT MORE...”
>“MENTION SHINY AND I WILL /MURDER/ YOU LUNA!”
“WELL THAN MAYBE I SHOULD MENTION /TWILIGHT/ SISTER DEAR?  YOU HAD PRACTIALLY HER ENTIRE LIFE TO...”
>“SHUT UP, LUNA!”
“TELL YOU WHAT.  I'LL START VISITING YOUR FAITHFUL STUDENT IN HER DREAMS!  SEE HOW LONG IT IS BEFORE I GET HER IN BE- GAH, LET GO OF MY NECK!”
>“I'LL KILL YOU LUNA!  I'LL KILL YOU, I'LL KILL YOU, I'LL KILL YOU, I'LL...”
“'Tia, I'm...  I'm so sorry.  I don't know what came over me.”
>“I hate you Lulu.”
“'Tia, I know you don't mean that.  Look, you know I wouldn't REALLY go after Twilight right?”
>“I know.”
“And look, I know you see sex as something special, and that's wonderful for you.  I just can't treat it that way.”
“So how about we move on from this, ok?”
>“Ok.  Luna?”
“Yes, sister?”
>“You're still a slut.”
“Yeah, I know.”


“You've been eating my cakes again Lulu.”
>“Only a couple, you have to many of the things anyway.”
“Luna, surely you can get the kitchen staff to make you your OWN cakes.”
>“Well, naturally dear sister.  But with the surplus that your addiction creates, there isn't really any need.”
“I'm not addicted.”
>“Oh, I seem to have struck a nerve!”
“I'm not addicted Lulu.”
>“'Tia, we both know that this cake thing of yours isn't healthy.  We really need to...”
“THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH MY EATING HABITS!”
>“YOU CAN'T JUST KEEP EATING AWAY YOUR STRESS 'TIA!”
“OH, I KNOW!  MAYBE I CAN SLUT AROUND WITH HALF OF EQUESTRIA!”
>“ARE YOU /STILL/ ON ABOUT THAT?  WHY IS MY SEX-LIFE SUCH A FASCINATING SUBJECT TO YOU?  OH, WAIT!  BECAUSE YOU /HAVE NONE/!”
“AT LEAST I'M NOT COMPENSATING FOR A LACK OF EMOTIONAL CONNECTIONS WITH CHEAP DICK!”
>“NO!  YOUR COMPENSATING FOR IT BY STUFFING YOU FACE LIKE A PIG!  AT LEAST WE KNOW WHERE TWILIGHT'S EATING HABITS CAME FROM!”
“LEAVE TWILIGHT OUT OF THIS LULU!”
>“WHAT'S THE MATTER?  IS 'TIA GETTING ALL DEPRESSED THAT TEACHER'S PET HAS ALL GROWN UP?  MAYBE SHE WANTS HER LITTLE FILLY BACK?”
>“Fuck.”
>“I'm sorry 'Tia.  I'm a terrible pony.”
“I just miss her so much, Lulu.  It's like she's forgotten I exist.”
>“Now you're just being stupid, 'Tia.  You know she in awe of you.  You practically raised the mare, she's more likely to forget her own mother than you.”
“Why is it, that when one pony I love is restores to me, I lose another.”
“I just want both the ponies I love to be together at once.  Is that to much to ask?”
>“I wise pony once told me, “The only thing worse than forgetting the past, is letting it rule you.””
“Not fair Lulu.  You can't twist my words around like that.”
>“Can and did.  Oh, and 'Tia?”
“Mhmm?”
>“You have a problem.”
“Yeah, I know.”