Just a short A/N: I've gotten to work on chapter 6, but I haven't fully figured out what happens next, so probably be a while until the next chapter... whatever that means.

Now, please enjoy the drama, and thanks for reading.

A human could be heard groaning in one of the castle's rooms. "Ungh… why do I have a headache?"

Talking could be heard directly outside of the room, too. At first, a surprised squeak is heard, and then an apology. More talking is heard until the door is opened from the inside of the room.

A disgruntled Isaac with a deadpan expression on his face is seen opening the door, a hand holding the side of his head, by the two ponies outside their room, and as soon as the door opens fully to completely reveal him, the ponies' conversation stops dead in its tracks.

Isaac sighs. He says in a quiet voice, with barely restrained anger, "Gu-girls… I'm fairly sure that I'm hungover. And I have a headache. So. I would deeply appreciate it if you were to, I dunno, stay quiet up here? Thanks. Going back to sleep now." With that, Isaac turns around, and trudges back towards his bed, and lies back down, barely hearing the quiet "How is he hungover?! He only had two glasses of wine!" from Celestia.

Isaac, while getting comfortable on his bed with closed eyes, faintly hears the two mares speak to one another, before he hears two sets of hooves moving. One set of hoofsteps grows louder as the seconds go on, but the other grows quieter, and after the passing of a few seconds, the door is closed, and now, there is only one set of hoofsteps.

I just want to sleep, Isaac thinks, sighing at the impending conversation. His eyebrows suddenly raise, a plan of action to immediately stop the looming exchange of words in an amusing way hastily created within his mind.

He immediately sets up his plan. First, he gets under the covers of his bed's blankets.

"Oh Isaac, I know you're under there," An amused Celestia rings out, just now reaching his side of the bed. She puts her head closer to his, and takes the blanket in her magic. With one gentle pull, the second part of Isaac's plan is revealed.

"Boop," Isaac says, subsequently booping Celestia right on the top of her nose with his pointer finger. Celestia stands there, cross-eyed, a bemused expression on her face. After half a moment, a smile tugs at the corner of her mouth for less than half a second, unbeknownst to Isaac. She then widens her eyes fully, and puts on a mask of surprise, confusion, fear, and pain, stumbling backwards, but not too far-before stumbling to the side, and then, finally, dropping to the floor in a dramatic fashion. She keeps her eyes closed, hoping that Isaac would fall for the trick.

But to her dismay, she hears Isaac guffaw. She opens her eyes to see him sat on his bed, doubled over while laughing. She huffs, staring at him with a very unamused expression on her face, moving to sit on her haunches.

Fortunately for Celestia, Isaac's laughter ends after what seemed like a very long fifteen seconds. "Oh… oh God, that was… ha… that was rich," Isaac panted, trying to catch his breath. "Thank you, I needed that… Heh. I guess it's true that laughter is the best medicine," He says, before wincing, and grabbing the side of his head. "... Temporary medicine, anyway,"

Isaac now notices Celestia's unamused face, and immediately, his great smile slackens, and his eyes dart around the room, trying his best to escape her stare. "Uhh… i-it was cute?" Upon seeing that his… apology-if you could even call it that-didn't work, he tries again once more, "And… you… looked really pretty while acting dead?"

Celestia's expression falters, and a small smile appears on her face. He's so cute when he's like this… She mouths, before standing up slowly.

"You're smiling. That means we're good, right? All is forgiven? Right?" Isaac babbled, the same worried expression on his face.

Celestia starts to walk towards him at a torturously slow pace, refusing to say anything, maintaining a predatory grin instead. Isaac maintains his worried expression, but after a few seconds, his eyebrows furrow, and he stares at Celestia with a resistant look on his face. "You know what? I'm not scared. Go ahead. Do whatever," He challenged.

Celestia's grin turns part smirk, and she maintains her pace. Finally, she is almost three feet away from him. She stops, and goes into a pouncing position.

"No, don't even thi-WOAH!" Isaac immediately brings his arms outward as he is pounced onto, but to no avail. Before he can even think, his arms and legs are pinned down onto the bed by the alicorn directly on top of him, and there is no way for him to escape. But unfortunately for Isaac, the worst part hasn't arrived yet. Celestia unfurls her wings, and swiftly attacks his midsection, evoking forced, pained laughs from Isaac.

"H-ahaha-stop-help! W-we're a-hahaha, oh God-adults, stop!" Isaac calls out, but to no avail, a lack of breath disallowing him from making any loud noise. The attack continues on for five more seconds, before Celestia takes her wings off of Isaac.

"Ow-ha...oww…" Isaac moans, some laughs still escaping his mouth post-attack. His limbs are now free from Celestia's, and with this newfound freedom, he hastily shields himself-his midriff, in particular-from anymore assault from Celestia. After a minute of catching his breath, he looks at Celestia and says, almost whimper-like, "So unfair…"

Celestia looks at him with a grin. "Well, you did start it," She reminded, giggling after. She exits her sitting position almost on top of Isaac and lays down next to him instead, draping a foreleg across his chest, and keeping his head neatly under her chin.

Unbeknownst to Celestia, Isaac's face is beet-red. "I-isn't this a little too soon, o-or something?"

"Well… let's see: we already spend much of our free time together, and we already live in the same house, so to speak," Celestia replies with a giggle.

Isaac removes himself from Celestia's neck, and turns his entire body towards her. He chuckles, "I think we skipped a few steps, but… I don't mind."

Celestia leans in-just slightly, but Isaac immediately tenses up, his head pulling back. Before Celestia gets the chance to speak, Isaac exclaimed suddenly, "I'm sorry!" Taking a few seconds to catch his breath, he continues, "I'm just being silly. I didn't mean to-it-I didn't mean anything by it! For some godforsaken reason, I'm just… thinking about how… urgh, how things'll get harder for you, I guess. I mean, you're already dealing with a lot, and if people know about us, then they'll probably bother you about it, and that'll be in a pain in the ass for you-which is something I don't want to happen, you know? And-mmpphhmmphmm…" Isaac stops, just now noticing the soft hoof blocking any sound from coming out of his mouth. He sighs, taking note of how nervously he spoke, and how his gaze ended up on anywhere but Celestia. I'm such a nervous wreck, he berates himself, now consciously avoiding Celestia's eyes.

Isaac now feels a hoof gently push on his jaw, effectively making him look into Celestia's-wait, peaceful? A-and… hopeful?-eyes. "Isaac, didn't you tell me how the ones that I had loved previously all thought that I was worth it?" She waits, waiting for a reply from Isaac. Seeing a slight nod from Isaac, "Well, don't you think that I knew what was going to happen, too?" She waits once more, and then continues, "I can safely say that… all of the things you're worried about-things you think might happen-to me, and to you, even… I've gone through all of it before. Several times, remember? So don't you dare worry about that, because each time was worth it. And it's no different with you, Isaac. You're worth it. Any pain, any worries-you make it all disappear. Even as a friend, you've brought me so much joy, so much happiness, that I can't even begin to repay you. Not in a million years. So I won't. Instead, I'll love you. Through the thick and thin. No matter what, Isaac, I'll always love you. And… I hope you feel that I'm worth it, too."

Celestia looks at him expectantly with the same hopeful eyes. Isaac keeps a fixated gaze on her, and she can see passion and love burning in his eyes, waiting to be let out-just unable to find the right words. After a while-too long, Isaac would think upon reminiscing about this very moment in the future-Isaac speaks, but what he says is something unexpected-and worrying. Although, at the same time, the passion and love that were in his eyes are conveyed in his voice, unconsciously pleading to Celestia to convince him of the opposite of what he says. "I'm-urgh-sorry, again. T-that was… bullshit. W-well, not actually-I mean, you possibly getting stressed out more because we're dating bothers me, but what I'm really worried about is that I honestly… don't know what I did to deserve you. That's what actually scares-no, terrifies me about this. I love you, Celestia. More than I can ever express. But… I don't know… I'm just some… normal human. And you're practically a goddess who has lived for more than a thousand years."

"Everypony-and I'm sure everyone-deserves love, Isaac. Take it from-" Celestia smirks very slightly, "-a pony who's 'practically a goddess.' I have had to make decisions that have made me question myself in the past, but still, I've found love, and others have found love with me. Isaac, love isn't something you find by doing good-it's simply something that finds you, if you let it."

After a long few seconds, Celestia notices the simplest of movements from Isaac, but the particular movement makes her the most joyous mare in the world. As their eyes are locked, Celestia begins to lean in slowly, following Isaac's identical motion. As their lips near, their eyes close-painstakingly slow, as if to savor and remember each other's face, but at the same time, eagerly, conveying a desperate need to fully commence their first real kiss. In less than a second, their lips touch, and both of them find themselves in pure and utter bliss, their lips finding themselves locked, and their bodies become entangled in each other's embrace.

Finally, their lips slowly pull away but only slightly, leaving the two to exchange much needed breaths. The two refuse to speak verbally, instead, opting for a silent conversation carried by their eyes.

Isaac is first to break the powerful silence with a simple and obvious "Wow…"

Celestia giggles softly, but immediately after, her eyes-still locked with Isaac's, droops, looking wistful, her mouth tugs downwards, and her hooves move to hold Isaac tighter.

"D-did I do something wrong?" Isaac sputtered upon seeing her suddenly polar demeanor, his voice spelling an unnecessary apology.

Celestia's eyes widen slightly just briefly, and her mouth gapes open, forming a small 'o.' Her eyes avert from Isaac's, and her face lets go of its current expression, now smiling sheepishly at Isaac. She starts to speak, her voice quivering slightly, "I… I suppose it's my time to be silly now. I was just thinking about how… I'm going to miss you when I return to my duties-which should be right about now."

Isaac nods, a small frown appearing on his face for the briefest of seconds, before an understanding smile replaces it. "There's no need to be embarrassed; I'm going to miss you too. But it's okay, because at the end of the day, and at the start of each morning, and maybe somewhere in between sometimes, I'm still going to see you. Also… uh, you should probably get back to work, huh?"

Celestia chuckles, and nods. She moves to give Isaac a peck on the lips before saying, "Yes, I probably should."

The two start to untangle their lovers' embrace. Celestia is off the bed soon enough, and moves towards the door.

Once she has almost exited the room, she looks back at Isaac, finding that he's still looking at her. She smirks, and says, "See something you like?" before giving her backside a little shake. Isaac looks away, clearing his throat as he does. "Love you too," Isaac responds, attempting to be nonchalant. A short giggle follows his response to her teasing. "I love you, Isaac. I'll see you later," She says, her voice angelic and sweet, her heart fluttering as she says the sweet nothing.

Too soon, as Isaac would describe it minutes later, Celestia leaves, and the human is left alone to ponder upon his thoughts.