Twilight had been roused from Celestia’s bed by the knocking at their door, the arrival of doom. Celestia was at the dresser, head in her hooves. The two of them were awake, barely, the morning light casting down through one window. It had been a glorious night, and a wonderful weekend, but the time had finally come. Whether they liked it or not, they had to bite the bullet, take the reins, and accept their fate. The end of an era was upon them. Twilight looked to her mentor nervously, tearfully, before turning back to their captor at the door. The pale brown earth pony stallion looked at them expectantly. She sighed.

“Yes, Chef Toque, you can make us a Full Canterlot Breakfast. We’ll... wait.”

As the head cook of the Canterlot Castle’s Day Squad joyously left, practically clicking his hooves in celebration, they both sighed together this time. This exact circumstance had been a regular occurrence when Twilight still lived and studied in Canterlot, and they had been hoping to avoid it for as long as possible.
“We’re not getting a bite to eat before noon, are we?”

“If we’re lucky.”

There was a smile on her face, she was sure of it, when she leaned into Celestia and began nibbling at her coat.
“And does that give you any... ideas, for how to pass the time?”

“Why Twilight! Did you not get enough last night?”

Corny? Yeah. But she was going to say it anyways.
“I really don’t think I could ever get enough of you.”

Celestia kissed her, and she melted into it, falling back onto the bed without a second thought.
“Mmmh- A mare after my own heart... Well, a mare who has it. Same difference, really.”

The long and arduous wait to breakfast ended up being a lot easier to bear for once.

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Surprisingly, they didn’t have much time to wait, or even to fool about- The chef returned quickly (knocking on the door, thankfully) and they went to the large dining room. Admittedly, it was... curious. Celestia had never known her chefs to be anything but sticklers for perfection, and so being called out so quickly was strange. She only hoped it wasn’t something silly like...

Oh. Well. That answers that.

“We thought that, rather than to make you wait, we would provide a coffee course to start the morning just right! That way, you need not dally in that dreary room- No offense, your majesty- and may instead wake up in the loveliness of our Great Hall.”

She forced a smile- It was entirely well-meaning, even if the somewhat scatter-brained cook had managed to accidentally insult her personal chambers. It was always her default to let that kind of mistake slide, given how high-stress his job was.
“Thank you, Crème Toque- We’ll be sure to enjoy it.”

Celestia sat down on the long lounge-style couch they had brought to the table, Twilight curling in beneath her. The each levitated a cup of bitter brew and took their first sips. It was admittedly refreshing, and after a few minutes of simply relaxing and warming up with the fresh drinks, an idea struck her.
“Twilight-”

Before she could get much further, her student interrupted, suddenly looking extremely worried.
“Oh Celestia, I... There’s something I need to tell you. Before it becomes an issue.”

“Is something wrong, my little pony?”

“Nnnot exactly. At least, I hope not. Um, if I did something kinda weird, you’d forgive me, right?”

She smiled and nuzzled her protege. Twilight could always find a reason to be paranoid.
“Of course I would. I’m listening, if you want to tell me about it.“

It took a minute. And then another. Finally, however, Twilight managed to say what was on her mind, admittedly all in one long and extremely squeaky exhale.
“Ikindasortahadsexwithtwoofmyfriends.”

“...What.”

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Breakfast would have been a wonderful way to start the day. She could sit down with a lovely glass of juice, perhaps a touch of coffee, watch as her enthusiastic and adorable love made food... But no. That was not to be. Instead, she was aroused from her slumber far too early by a disjointed knock on the door, several rapid bangs followed by a long pause and another knock. Luna shook the slumber from her eyes and rose, gently kissing Fluttershy’s brow- The other mare was either too tired or too affected by last night’s little drink to have woken so easily. Instead, the Princess took it upon herself to answer the door.

“Hello, may We-”

“Hey Fluttershy! I’m here... to... Oh, hey, you’re not Fluttershy at all.”

Luna blinked in confusion. Standing before her was a grey mare with a blonde mane and tail, eyes bright gold and... Entirely displaced. One pointed up and to the left, the other down-right, although she (Derpy Hooves, according to her Royal Instinct) seemed to be splitting the difference and managed to look straight forward. Her wings flapped nervously as she realized she wasn’t talking to the house’s owner after all.
“Uh, is Fluttershy home? I could have sworn this was her house, anyways. Oh, I just don’t know wha-”

“This is, indeed, her home. We are her... guest. Would thee like Us to wake her up?”

A nuzzle at her side revealed there was no need-- Apparently the conversation had been enough to get Fluttershy out of bed and to the door. She looked past Luna and then smiled.
“Oh, hello Derpy. What brings you here so early? Actually, wait- Would you like to come in? I’m sure you haven’t had breakfast yet.”

“Aaaw, thanks! Sure!”
The grey pegasus stepped in... Well, tried. She narrowly avoided the doorframe only to not-quite trip on the welcome mat, gently colliding with Luna. Fluttershy gasped in shock, but Luna merely shook her head and backed up, letting the girl come in the rest of the way.

“It will be quite pleasant to have a guest for our meal.”

They gathered in the kitchen not long after, Fluttershy already buzzing around from counter to cupboard and back, occasionally fetching something from the refrigerator as well. For her part, Luna just sat back and let her work, content to notice that Angel Bunny was not in anypony’s hair at the moment. Their wall-eyed guest looked at her in vague confusion, as if she almost but not quite recognized her.
“I don’t think I’ve met you before, miss! I’m Derpy Hooves, one of the mailmares here in town.”

This early in the day, she often had the most trouble restraining her Royal We, but put a little effort into it. It got easier as she woke up fully, and practice was, of course, helping.
“And W... I am Princess Luna.”

Luna winced, waiting for the gasp of recognition or shock-- Or horror if their guest remembered how she had ran muzzle-first into royalty not two minutes ago. It never came, however. Instead, she was surprised to find that Derpy had leaned across the table to embrace her, pulling out of the hug with a huge smile.
“Oh wow! I’ve been meaning to meet you and thank you for a while now!”

“I’m... sorry?”

“Well, so, my daughter Dinky has a friend at her school, and um, around town I guess, and his name is Pipsqueak, and ever since Nightmare Night he’s always been talking about you and drawing pictures and things and it always makes Dinky happy and when she’s happy I’m happy and so I had been meaning to thank you because my daughter thinks you’re really neat!”

She blinked a few times, waiting for Derpy to take a breath or two.
“Well then. I... You are quite welcome. I admit, it had nearly slipped my mind, but... I suppose I should have considered visiting the foals again. In the end, they were rather receptive to my visit.”

“Oh, that would just be super! And anyways, I’m here for you. Or, uh, because of you? Sorta.”

That explained it. Early in the day, outskirts of town, a delivery mare...
“Here to bring a message from Mayor Mare? About a meeting tonight, perhaps?”

“Wow, how’d you guess! Princess Luna is going to be... Oh. Right. That’s you. Hehehe.”
They all laughed then, and Fluttershy finally settled down at the table, breakfast in hoof. Now that Derpy’s reason for coming was out of the way, they could relax and enjoy their food. Luna wondered if her sister’s morning meal was going as well...

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The entire time that Twilight was explaining herself, Celestia merely sat gently beside her, listening to the descriptions. And certainly, those descriptions got a bit more detailed than she may have initially asked. Risque, even. But it was good to know that Twilight’s friends had healthy bedroom lives of their own... Even if they did involve her prize pupil coming to recieve lessons with which to suitably please her. It was, if anything, flattering that Twilight would go to such lengths. So when she finished her speech, Celestia merely smiled and kissed her cheek.
“Well then. Thank you very much for telling me, and do not worry- There is nothing wrong.”

Twilight blinked.
“So you don’t have any problem with me having done... those sorts of things... with my friends?”

“It would be utterly hypocritical of me to do so- After all, this is not my first relationship, and in fact, Rarity... Well, it wasn’t really that, but I will say something took place between us. Accidentally, of course.”

“What?”

She sighed. This was going to be a long one. Hopefully not, actually, but she could be a pessimist as needed.
“Do you remember when she stayed in the private suite here in Canterlot?”

“Oh yes! It was right around my birthday, after all. Hard to forget.”

“Well, she was extremely grateful, you see, and so she...”

Twilight leaned forward, rapt with attention.
“Yes?”

“She kissed my hooves. Quite a bit. Meant nothing of it, apart from gratitude, but... Well, yes.”

She had hoped Twilight would be confused, maybe even taken aback, but instead her student’s eyes lit up with a sudden realization. Perhaps she was learning too quickly.
“So you’re saying that’s one of your, um...”

Celestia did her best to be nonchalant.
“Weak spots? I suppose.”

A poor choice in words- Twilight had not even given her a chance to react when she swept the fork out of Celestia’s hoof and put that hoof up to her lips. Celestia groaned with exasperation- Quickly followed by the other kind of groan as Twilight pursed her lips against it, looking up her foreleg with the most adorable innocent eyes.
“Like this?”

She didn’t dare look down. Looking Twilight in the eyes right now would be... dangerous. At the very least it would make a mess of breakfast. Possibly result in a need for a new table.
“Mmhmm.”

A few quick smacks of Twilight’s lips, tiny little kisses fluttering around her ankle. In retrospect, Rarity had been merely kissing there, or on her regalia- There had been no exposed hoof. Hopefully, Twilight wouldn’t think to nngh... Her thoughts trailed off into fuzzy streams of broken focus as one lip trailed across the edge of her hoof. She scooted back and forth in her chair, trying not to press herself against the hard, unyielding no, stop, you need to focus. She kept her cool a bit longer, still averting her gaze from that of her lovely pupil...

And then Twilight took the tip of one hoof entirely in her mouth.

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Luna perked up her hears.
“Did anypony else just hear something?”

“Nope ma’am!”

“I don’t think so, Luna- What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I just... Cannot shake the feeling something momentous just happened.”

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The table managed to survive their passion. The floor as well. And the door was locked, so Celestia had no worries about being interrupted. But eventually, both Twilight and herself realized they should probably compose themselves and let the cooks actually bring in their meal. A quick flurry of red and gold magic cleaned up the “situation” and cleared the air, allowing them to unlock the door safely. Crème Toque came in, all smiles and slightly-bewildered good cheer as they laid out the first course. They both prepared to dig in, quickly dismissing the chefs with a flurry of thanks and apologies for “forgetting” the lock.

Once they had started, however, she realized she was legitimately worried about something.
“Twilight... I hope you don’t think of me as being somewhat...”

She trailed off, and her student looked up in confusion.
“Celestia?”

“What I mean is... I haven’t been coming off as somewhat, ah... sex-crazed, have I?”

“Oh! Ahehe, actually? I was going to ask the same thing about me. I just... I don’t think so, if that counts for anything. It’s my first relationship, and a new one for both of us. So it’s totally normal for us to be a little eager, right?”

“Very true, my stu... Hmm. That’s going to be a tough habit to break. We may need new nicknames.”

Twilight tapped her chin with one hoof, pausing only to levitate a small sandwich over.
“Mmmh. Probably something to think about for the future. But until then... What will we do with my last day in Canterlot this weekend?”

She would have answered, if it were not for the massive -POP- of something appearing in mid-air behind her, or the sudden blue flicker of a spell she had not seen in ages.