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Letters From a Little Princess Monster

by Georg

Chapter 1: 1. The First Day and Night - Part One

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Letters From a Little Princess Monster
The First Day and Night - Part One


As the moon rose, it spread a thick coat of silver light across a single hollow tree towering quietly just outside of the Everfree Forest, tucked into the last few trees of an apple orchard. The tree had not been there last night. And it certainly had not gotten up and walked there on its own. That meant somepony had moved it there.

In that tree lived a small filly who had once been an adult unicorn named Twilight Sparkle before she had embarked on a terrifying journey of discovery and growth that ended when she saved a goddess from certain destruction. It could be said that the adult unicorn died and was reborn after having had her entire body turned into energy through an ancient artifact that had once created Equestria, but that was a bit confusing to explain to normal ponies, so it had been decided to simply declare Twilight Sparkle had gone ‘away’ for a while. The little alicorn filly with the muddled colors went by many names, both Monster and Twilight to her friends, Flower to her adoptive mother, and Menace to the new librarian of the town, but with a brand new world at the end of her nose, she wanted to pick a new name that would fit her new life.

Also in this hollow tree were many ponies, exhausted by a day of hard labor. There were six older ponies who had found themselves drawn together by some most unlikely friends, and they were still adjusting to the situation. Two zebras relaxed around a bubbling caldron in one room, one of them laying sprawled out across the ground while the other massaged her tense back and shoulders with great expertise and skill. He still cast the occasional disbelieving look at both the adopted child scratching a note by the fire and her mother lying contentedly under his hooves, but he seemed perfectly happy to remain in the situation he had fallen into. Five little ponies huddled nearby in a warm pile of multicolored bodies, having fallen asleep with little flecks of pie crust still on their face from dinner. And curled up around the bubbling caldron was a baby dragon, his tail inside the flames while a warm purr of happiness surrounded him, much like a cat.

Snuggled up next to the dragon was the small alicorn filly, a quill grasped in her magical field while she very carefully inscribed letters onto a scroll with the same exacting concentration a gemcutter would have for cutting a million-bit diamond.

Finishing the first line, she examined it with sparkling eyes, finally giving a sharp nod before bending down to continue.

dear princess luna.

today we moved our house in to town. we found a place by appleblooms house and the zapaple trees to put it and your sister even helped. i finally met appleblooms brother named big mac. he’s a nice pony. you would like him.

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Big Mac took a moment to wipe the dripping perspiration off his face before taking a long look at the hole they had dug in the ground. It matched almost perfectly against the painstakingly drawn diagram that Apple Bloom was proudly double-checking, due to the carefully arranged strings and stakes that had been laid out before their arrival.

The hot summer sun had been almost directly above them while they dug the huge hole, and the heat made the labor brutal despite all the water they were drinking. Even Rainbow Dash had quit trying to get shade clouds to stay put overhead this close to the Everfree Forest and vanished off to somewhere cooler, probably for napping purposes.

“Does the hole meet with your approval now, oh Royal Observer?” asked Applejack with a particular quirk to her tone that indicated the bucket of fresh water she was drinking out of was about to get a secondary use.

“Huh?” Trixie jerked awake and tilted her chaise lounge forward, tilting her new hat backwards to look between the papers Apple Bloom showed her and the muddy hole. “Yes, I suppose. There’s just one thing missing.”

“Ah don’t see nothing wrong,” said Applejack, looking down into the hole while ignoring the distinctive tinkling of ice cubes as Trixie shook her empty glass. “‘Cept it might be missing one obnoxious royal observer and a few shovels of dirt on top.”

“Applejack, please!” Rarity adjusted her parasol for an increased angle of shade, peeking out the top of her sunglasses at her friends. And Trixie. “You’re only encouraging her.”

“Well, I don’t…” Trixie trailed off, looking down the trail that led into the Everfree Forest with sudden interest. Something was moving this way, slowly, deliberately, and casually pushing trees to either side as it approached.

“Monster!” squealed Apple Bloom, running around in circles. “She’s here! She’s here! We’re going to get our cutie marks in moving!”

“Moving what, mountains?” said Trixie in a daze, unable to tear her eyes away from the huge thing moving through the trees with slow, ponderous steps. With a crashing noise, the emerald green forest canopy opened to reveal… more emerald green foliage, only with a certain rainbow-maned pegasus perched on top and waving.

“Hi, Trixie!” called Rainbow Dash, waving a blue hoof cheerfully. “Remember when you said you were going to be living in the largest hollow tree in Ponyville. I think you meant the second largest hollow tree in Ponyville.”

The huge tree slowly began to rotate its roots in the direction of the hole as the Apple family moved forward to get a better look at the tree. A thick coat of vines and leafy branches accumulated during the trip made it almost impossible to see what creature was carrying it, or even if it was walking by itself, but a brisk rustling along the forward edge of movement showed the answer was soon forthcoming. With a snort to clear a leaf from her nose, a little multicolored unicorn filly poked her head out from under the branches and looked up at Big Macintosh with an expression of curiosity, as if she were trying to remember where she had seen him before.

There was something familiar about the eyes to Big Mac, those entrancing violet orbs that drew his own gaze and triggered a memory he had tried to forget. An affectionate memory from a terrifying, scarred adult unicorn with the scent of estrus in the air who would not stop pressing up against him in a clumsy attempt at mating. He had almost managed to stuff that memory back into whatever closet it had been caged inside when the little unicorn filly took a sharp sniff at the air, extended her wings, and a look of happy recognition filled her face.

“mac!”

The stories his sisters had told him of Monster’s epic battle with Nightmare Moon suddenly crashed in on him, combined with the memories of his own encounter with the scarred unicorn she had once been (and possibly a little bit of heatstroke). With a soft sigh, the stallion collapsed in a faint.

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… i think i scare him a little but celesta says hes sweet.

---~^~^~^~^---

The huge hollow tree finished lifting up and gently floated over above the carefully crafted hole, paused for a moment, then slipped its roots down into it just as neatly as a puzzle piece. As the golden light that grasped the tree faded away, a shout of joy rang out from Apple Bloom, followed by a number of joyous fillies (and one colt) who bounded out of the door to the hollow tree. Moving much slower after the little ponies were Zecora and a rather unsteady male ‘zebra’ who, from his somewhat tilted and squiggly black and white coat, had not quite figured out just how to make stripes look right⁽*⁾.

Princess Celestia regarded the tree with a great deal of pride and no small amount of dripping perspiration. It had been centuries since she had pitted her physical strength against something this heavy for this long a time, and muscles long-dormant gave happy little twinges that flushed her cheeks and other body parts with a vigorous bloodflow they had not experienced… Well, since technically she had shed most of her physical form while imprisoned in the sun and reformed her alicorn body from the solar plasma, she was feeling a little bit young again, in particular around certain bits.

Twilight Sparkle was hovering around a large red stallion she recognized as one of the Apple family, fanning her little filly wings over his face as the rest of her friends clustered around and discussed various resuscitation techniques that might induce a cutie mark. Her magic showed a strong heartbeat within the powerful stallion, with the scrambled thoughts that indicated a severe mental shock. She strode over to the fallen warrior, still next to his shovel, and listened to his friends.

“No, you corn-fed country hick,” snapped Trixie, her blue magical aura wrapped around the bucket Applejack was trying to dump on her brother. “If he’s having heatstroke, that could send him into shock. We need to wipe his face with a damp cloth and get him under some shade. Or more normal shade,” she added with a glance at the towering tree above her.

“A’m saying ah know how to treat mah own brother, you city-bred hussy. You just want to get your hooves all over his sweaty hide.”

“I’m sorry, but you’re both wrong,” said Celestia gently, moving closer where she could breathe in the thick scent of the stallion’s healthy sweat mixed with the rich dark earth that the excavation had displaced. “He needs mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.”

“Princess?” asked Trixie, somewhat stunned by a look in those big violet eyes she had never seen before. “I’m not certain that—”

“Hush, student. Your princess knows what she is doing.”

* * *

The world was a vast field of floating clouds and light breezes with only the distant sounds of the forest and rich scents of freshly turned earth that could differentiate it from Elysium Fields, where ponies went after they died. A heavenly choir sang sweet praise in the background, while a rich wave of scents swept gently over the stallion’s nose. It smelled of a summer day, bringing back memories of when the sun baked the grass underhoof to a crisp rustle as he walked through the pasture to the drone of bees and the taste of fresh wildflowers. Somehow there was also the scent of cake, a sweetness that wafted along with another scent. A familiar scent. It was a sweaty odor, but not the stale reek of stallion. Instead, it smelled of mare, a strong and powerful mare who had been out in the fields all day alongside her stallion. It smelled of mother, of memories he had nearly forgotten as a colt. His nose tingled with the smell, and his lips felt hot, as if the sun were shining down upon them and lighting a bonfire of pleasure. Somewhere in the distance he could hear a voice saying meaningless words that wanted to pull him from this heavenly place. Insistent words. Whining words. Unimportant words.

“Princess? I think he’s breathing now. You can quit any time. The kids are watching, and I think Menace is taking notes. All right, you asked for it. Applejack, give me the bucket.”

“Ah thought you said it weren’t a good idea to dump water on Big Mac?”

“It’s not for him.”



(*) [Translated from the original zebra:]
My husband has a problem, as you can clearly see
His stripes are not quite the same as the ones that cover me
While my stripes start at the top and go directly down
His stripes go from down to up, which makes him frown
While learning a zebra’s way is now his goal
His stripes will come before the foal
What? You say you did not know?
Certainly you will see when I begin to show.
The stars have written his fate quite clearly
And to Luna I am grateful, for I love him dearly

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