“Goodbye, my little ponies!” Celestia hated to see Twilight and her friends leave Canterlot, but they said that they had to return to Ponyville for Applejack’s sake. Twilight had assumed that Applejack would need help finishing on time, like she did last year. Celestia sighed. She was now alone.

Celestia had an entire country to watch over, but somehow she felt bored without Twilight and her friends; this was especially true since most of the ponies in Canterlot were stuck up snobs. Maybe she could visit a city today, she thought. She decided not to, simply because she wasn’t in the mood to be pampered when all she wanted to do was talk.

“No one understands me, Only Twilight and her friends do!” She concluded. “Maybe I can visit Ponyville!” She jumped in joy at the idea. She sent a letter to Twilight at once to tell them that she would be visiting Ponyville today.

Celestia walked down the red carpet of her throne room happily, going to request a carriage to go to Ponyville, when a letter appeared before her. She opened it up and was disappointed at what it said.

“Dear Princess Celestia…” She read aloud. “I’m flattered that you would be coming down to Ponyville, and I do hope you enjoy your visit, but we have we’re currently visiting Zecora today. Applejack finished her work early, and we had promised Zecora that when we were finished with the Applebucking season we would visit her for the day and test out a few potions. I hope you understand. Promises made through Friendship can’t be broken unless I want to lose them. Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle.”

“Fuck.” Celestia threw the letter down. “What else am I to do today?” she muttered to herself.

***

Celestia walked around the Canterlot Garden. She had sat around her throne room for so long she became bored. She stared at all of the statues one by one, admiring their beauty. She continued on until she saw Discord’s statue. She stared at it for a moment before smiling.

“You were always fun, when you weren’t causing misery for everypony.” Her smile turned to a frown. “What put a pole up into your butt, Discord?” She wondered, putting a hoof to her chin.

“Why didn’t you just ask?” She heard a cynical voice echo through the sky.

“I… I don’t know.” She ignored the fact that the voice’s omnipotence appeared from nowhere.

“Maybe I was angry because nopony ever loved me.” The voice echoed. “I’m an abomination that just likes to have a little fun. No one understands me. They treated me like I was something horrible just because of the way I look.”

“And ponies treat me more wonderfully than I ask for because of the way I look.” Celestia added.

“And look at what happened because of it.” The voice echoed.

“What do you mean?” She stared heavily at the still statue

“Well…” The voice paused for a moment. “They treated you nicely because of how you looked, so you ruled kindly. They treated me unkindly because of the way I look, so I ruled them harshly; A chain reaction, my dear Celestia. What goes around comes around.”

Celestia pondered this for a moment, before nodding. “You were only looking for a friend…” She concluded. “Discord… I’ll be your friend.” She smiled at the statue.

“Oh, you will?” The voice echoed in excitement. “It’s all I ever wanted Celestia. All I ever wanted was a bit of fun with a friend.”

The statue started to crack, and from the cracks came a bright light that blinded Celestia for a few moments. When she could see again, she saw Discord staring her down. “What should we do first?” he asked.

Celestia thought about this for a moment. “Let’s visit Ponyville.”

“Ponyville?” Discord flew back, looking at her with a confused look. “Do you want the ponies to use the Elements of Harmony on me again?” Celestia looked away. “Oh, you just want me to stir up a bit of ruckus so Twilight Sparkle would be forced to come and see you.” He practiced his omnipotence. “I see now you love her more than you love me!” He joked around.

“Discord, I would never sacrifice you just so I can see Twilight Sparkle. In fact Discord, I love you with all of my might.” She approached him. Discord was surprised by the confession. “I want you to make love to me.”

“Princess Celestia!” A Royal Guard approached her. “Are you... alright?” He wore a look of confusion as he watched her caress the statue of Discord. She snapped out of her fantasy, looking at the statue then at the guard.

“Yes… I’m alright.” She smiled. “I want you to clear out the Royal Garden for a few hours, do not ask me why. Thank you, my little pony.”

The guard, without a question, proceeded to give orders to all that were around the garden. Celestia waited for everypony to be gone before she went back to caressing the statue.

“You’ve been a very bad boy, Discord.” She kissed his frozen lips. She wrapped her hooves around him, and rubbed her pussy on his body. She began to get wet. “Oh Discord…” She got off of him and positioned herself at his tail, sticking it into her pussy. She moaned in pleasure. She did this for a while before she came. “You probably want to do my plot as well…” She licked her lips before pushing his tail into her plothole.

“Discord! You’re stretching my plothole!”

“That I am.” She returned to her fantasy. Discord pushed his tail deeper inside of her. He continued to thrust it in and out until Celestia went crazy with pleasure and pain. Afterwards, Celestia mounted his cock, fucking it as hard as she could. Discord thrust himself in and out of her.

The statue of Discord’s balance started to sway from Celestia’s thrusting, and soon enough the statue fell forward with Celestia still rubbing herself on him. She fell with the statue, it falling down in a position however that kept Celestia mostly safe. She had a crushed hoof, but she didn’t seem to feel it. She came from her fantasy, her hooves still wrapped around him.

“Oh Discord…” She moaned.

“Princess Celestia!” Royal guards surrounded her, as they had come as quickly as they could once they heard the statue fall. “Are you alright?”

“I thought I told you to keep the garden clear!” She blushed from the embarrassment of the statue being covered in her juices, and that she was still wrapped around it. She looked at all the faces: Some disgusted, some were blushing.

“Let’s just never speak of this again.” All of the guards agreed.