Equestrian Heroes

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Naruto x Rarity x Twilight x Fluttershy x Applejack x Pinkie Pie x Rainbow Dash x Ditzy x Luna x ? x ?

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Story Start

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Amid the usual humdrum of his administrative duties, Vice-Captain Dusk Treader, a distinguished Thestral in charge of the Lunar Guard, found herself confronting the mundane realities of her position. Her excitement at having been chosen for such a prestigious role had long since been tempered by the realization that her days (and nights) would be consumed by paperwork, far removed from the adventurous career he had envisioned. Amid the preparations for Twilight's coronation, an event stirring excitement and upheaval throughout Equestria, Dusk Treader’s responsibilities had become even more pronounced, her role crucial in ensuring the safety and order of the night during such a pivotal time.

"Corporal Melody bell reporting, mam!"

"At ease. What seems to be the problem?"

The unease in her voice piqued Dusk Treader's interest, deviating from the night's expected monotony. "I know that this is short notice mam, but I'm turning in my letter of resignation."

The news took Dusk by surprise, as departures were typically attributed to the stresses of the job or dissatisfaction with compensation. Yet, Melody Bell Lullaby had been a dedicated and upwardly mobile member of the team. "May I ask why you're quitting now? You've been here for so long and have moved high in the rankings. Why would that change?"

Her admission of pregnancy and the subsequent need to prioritize her family over her duties added a layer of complexity to the situation. In her role, she was integral to managing weather threats a critical function, especially in the lead-up to such a significant event as Twilight's coronation.

Dusk’s response, a blend of understanding and respect, underscored the values she held dear, placing the well-being of her subordinates above the demands of the job. "Don't be. Your family is more important than this job. I know that a lot of ponies here wouldn't mind taking a few months... if they weren't pregnant."

After acknowledging her contributions and understanding the implications of her departure, Dusk assured her of an honorable discharge, emphasizing the gratitude of Equestria for her service.

As preparations for Twilight's coronation intensified, Dusk Treaderd faced the dual challenge of finding a suitable replacement for Corporal Melody Bell and ensuring the Lunar Guard remained vigilant and effective. This incident was a reminder of the personal sacrifices made by those who serve and the ever-present need to adapt and overcome unforeseen challenges.

In the wake of Corporal Melody Bell’s departure, Dusk found herself grappling with the sudden void in the ranks, a complication that they could ill afford amidst the bustling preparations for Twilight Sparkle's coronation. The anticipation surrounding the event had already stretched the Lunar Guard thin, with every member, from the highest-ranking officers to the newest recruits, feeling the weight of their responsibilities. Yet, it was the unexpected disruption caused by a persistent vandal that drew Dusk’s immediate concern.

As Melody Bell saluted for the final time, exiting the premises with a mix of pride and sorrow, Dusk couldn’t help but feel the sting of her absence. Her departure was a reminder of the personal sacrifices made in the line of duty, sacrifices now overshadowed by the pressing need to address a more immediate, albeit less noble, threat to the palace’s dignity.

Serving in the role as active captain for the last few months was proving to be draining. Though this is better than the sheer responsibilities her captain has to do as both a bearer and royal knight. Especially with how things have been going their was a distinct possibility of having to deal with another country dealing threat because of some psycho wanting to use the coronation as the setting for their latest scheme.

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In the serene quiet of Canterlot Castle, a room untouched by the day's hustle—adorned with ancient tapestries that whispered tales of yore and illuminated by the soft, ethereal glow of magic lanterns—Twilight Sparkle found herself ensconced in a turmoil that belied the tranquil setting. The room, spacious and regal, with high arched windows framing the starlit sky, felt simultaneously comforting and imposing, mirroring the duality of her emotions.

Seated at an ornate wooden desk, inlaid with motifs of suns and moons, Twilight fiddled with a quill, her gaze lost to the parchment that remained blank before her. The weight of the impending day pressed down on her, a crown of thorns invisible yet palpable.

Her lover, friend, and ally, Naruto watched her from across the room, his presence a silent balm to her churning thoughts.

"Twilight," Naruto began, his voice a gentle nudge in the vastness of her worries, "you've been staring at that same spot for what seems like hours."

Twilight lifted her gaze, eyes shimmering with unshed tears, betraying her stoic facade. "I... I'm just thinking," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "About the coronation, about everything that will change."

Naruto approached, pulling a chair to sit beside her. "Change can be daunting, but it's also the only way we grow. You're not facing this alone, Twilight."

"I know," she sighed, a faint smile tugging at her lips. "It's just... I'm not sure I'm ready to be Princess Twilight Sparkle. What if I fail? What if..."

"You won't," Naruto interjected firmly, his eyes locking with hers. "You've faced every challenge with courage and a heart full of kindness. This will be no different."

Twilight leaned into the comfort of his words, allowing herself a moment of vulnerability. "But what about Ponyville? Our friends? This castle was once my sancutary but the thought of leaving everypony line makes it feel like a cage. I'm afraid of losing the life I've known, Naruto."

Naruto reached out, taking her hand in his. "Your life in Ponyville, our friends, the bonds we've forged—they're a part of you, Twilight. Becoming a princess doesn't erase that. It builds upon it."

Twilight pondered his words, the quill now forgotten as she turned to face him fully, her eyes searching his. "I don't think I can do this without you."

"I'll never leave your side Twi," Naruto assured her, his tone unwavering. "And not just me. Applejack, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy. They'll support you, just as they always have."

A soft laugh escaped Twilight, the tension easing from her shoulders. "I can just imagine Pinkie planning a 'Princess Twilight's Coronation Party' and Rainbow bragging about being friends with royalty."

“Everypony will be by your side. Besides as a Princess you need a court of your own. You'l need an assistant and scribe, so Spike will be essential and a princess can’t do without a tailor and Rare would never forgive you if you didn't turn to her first." He playfully remarked “Applejack will need to keep us appraised of food supply logisitics. Rainbow will be an envoy for the weather schedule and Pinkie can plan social functions and Fluttershy will need to attend some of the royal animals. Not to mention you have so many you can turn to. Celestia and Luna with all their years of experience and knowledge won't do you wrong in guiding you not to mention Cadence will no doubt have some advice for you too. You’ll be near your parents and aunt again as well. Each and every one of us will be there to support you.

Twilight nodded, a newfound determination alight in her gaze. "You're right. It's time to face this head-on." Gently both leaned in and shared a tender kiss. With Twilight put at ease tomorrow would be the first in a long series of days of preparing for the coronation.

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In the heart of Sweet Apple Acres, the kitchen was a flurry of activity. Applejack, wearing a pristine white apron over her work clothes, coordinated the efforts with the precision of a military general. The air was thick with the sweet aroma of baking pies and the earthy scent of freshly harvested apples. Big Macintosh, Apple Bloom, and Granny Smith were all enlisted to help, each playing a crucial role in the preparations for Twilight Sparkle's coronation.

"Alright, everypony, we've got a big day ahead of us. Twilight's countin' on us to make sure the food at her coronation is nothin' short of perfect," Applejack directed, scanning her meticulously written lists. "Big Mac, how're we doin' on those apple fritters?"

"Eeyup," Big Mac replied, diligently working at a large frying pan, the fritters sizzling away. "Got the first batch almost ready to flip."

"Great! And Apple Bloom, how's the apple cider comin' along?" Applejack turned to her younger sister, who was manning the cider press with a determination that mirrored Applejack's own.

"Just finished the last barrel of sweet cider, and now I'm startin' on the sparkling cider!" Apple Bloom reported proudly.

Granny Smith, overseeing the pie crusts, added her two cents without looking up. "Don't forget the apple cinnamon muffins, dear. They're a favorite of Princess Celestia's, you know."

Applejack nodded, making a note on her list. "Got it, Granny. I'll start mixin' up the batter in a jiffy. Now, we all know Twilight's got a sweet tooth, but we can't forget about the savory. I'm thinkin' some apple cheddar quiches and apple sage stuffing balls would round out the menu nicely."

As the Apples busied themselves with their tasks, the kitchen became a symphony of culinary activity. The oven door clanged open and shut as pies were rotated in and out. The chopping of fresh herbs for the stuffing balls mixed with the bubbling sound of cider being transferred into barrels.

At one point, Applejack paused, wiping her brow with the back of her hoof. "We're doin' good, everypony, but we gotta keep the pace up. Twilight's coronation is a once-in-a-lifetime event, and we're gonna make sure our part is done right."

The conversation shifted to logistics as they worked, discussing the best way to transport the food to Canterlot. "We'll need to use the big wagon for the pies and fritters. They'll need careful stackin' so they don't get squished," Applejack strategized.

"And the cider barrels?" Big Mac inquired, gesturing towards the filled barrels lined up against the wall.

"We'll secure 'em on the flatbed. Granny, you reckon we should cover 'em with those new tarps to keep 'em from gettin' too shaken up on the ride?"

Granny Smith nodded, her wisdom undisputed. "Yes, dear. And make sure they're tied down tight. Wouldn't want a single drop of that cider spillin' before the big day."

As the day wore on, the kitchen table gradually filled with an array of dishes, each one a testament to the Apple family's dedication and skill. Applejack surveyed their work, a sense of pride swelling in her heart. "Twilight's gonna be so tickled by all this. Can't wait to see the look on her face."

Just then, there was a knock on the kitchen door. Opening it, Applejack found a group of Twilight's other friends, come to check on the progress. Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Fluttershy, and even Spike were all eager to lend a hoof.

"Wow, everything looks amazing, Applejack!" Pinkie Pie exclaimed, bouncing around the kitchen. "Ooh, can I help decorate the muffins? I have these super cute little sugar stars that would be just perfect!"

Applejack chuckled, the stress of the day melting away at the sight of her friends' enthusiasm. "Sure thing, Pinkie. And thanks, everypony, for offerin' to help. With all of us workin' together, Twilight's coronation is gonna be the best Equestria's ever seen."

As they all pitched in, the kitchen filled with laughter and chatter, a reminder that, while the food was important, it was the friendship and love behind it that truly made the day special.

Twelve Days until the Coronation.