As the last dregs of Winter melted under the heat of the sun, Twilight Sparkle could finally stop staying inside all day reading and could now be outside all day and reading. Or just open the windows and stay indoors, but then Spike would still be there.

The purple alicorn was doing just that in fact, sitting on a blanket in a field with the sun warming her flanks and a book on old mythos warming her brain. As much as Twilight loved being with her friends and Spike, it was nice to get away now and then and be alone with a nice, thick book.

A shadow falling across her prompted Twilight to tear her gaze from the old pages to find the source. High above her, Twilight could see some manner of large creature flying around, almost as if it were searching for something. It suddenly paused mid-flight, hanging there in the air a moment before beginning a rapid decent. It took Twilight a moment to realize its current angle would land it right on top of her.

With a small ‘eep’, Twilight closed her book and scrambled to get away from her current position. However, the flying creature corrected its angle of flight at the last moment and instead landed right next to Twilight and her blanket as opposed to on top of them. Twilight waved a hoof to dispel the dust the creature had kicked up during its landing, surprised to see Princess Celestia standing before her.

“Oh, hello Princess,” Twilight said cheerily. “What brings you to Ponyville?”

Celestia didn’t answer right away. Instead, she gave her wings a few flaps, both to disperse any remaining dust and to give them one last stretch, before folding them both at her side. Once she had done that, she answered.

“You, Twilight, have brought me to Ponyville.”

“Oh,” Twilight tilted her head, “Uh, not that it isn’t nice to see you, but if you needed me you could have sent a letter.”

Celestia shook her head. “No, this is a rather… delicate subject that I would prefer none knew about but those that need to.”

“Oh, a need-to-know type thing then,” Twilight brightened a little. If she and only she of the denizens of Ponyville needed to know, it was bound to be something really important.

Celestia nodded, “Yes, a ‘need-to-know type thing,’” Celestia shuffled her hooves, prompting a quizzical head tilt from Twilight.

“What’s the problem, Princess? I’ll help in anyway I can and I swear I’ll be very discrete.”

“It is a rather… personal matter, Twilight,” Celestia said, avoiding the other mare’s eye. “One that I can only discuss with you.”

“Oh?” Twilight tried to hide the excitement in her voice. Despite how far she had come since being that bookworm who all but lived in the Canterlot Library, she still craved her teacher’s approval. Good grades got her all hot and bothered, being given personal missions got her excited, and it was all she could do to contain herself when Celestia had chosen her for ascension.

And now, a personal matter Celestia could only discuss with her? Twilight had to try focusing entirely on Celestia to keep herself from squeeing or worse.

Celestia drew a deep breath and let it out slowly, sitting down on her haunches. “Twilight, as you know, my magic is directly tied to the sun.”

Twilight nodded, mimicking the action, her book laid aside on the blanket. “Yes, I remember.”

“Well, while I do hold influence over the sun, it goes both ways; the sun can influence me as well.” Celestia took another breath, resolving to meet Twilight’s gaze again. “It can sometimes have an effect on my… personal being.”

Twilight blinked a few times, trying to puzzle out what that meant. “You mean it affects your biological functions?” she asked hesitantly.

Celestia nodded, wiping a bit of sweat from her brow. “Yes Twilight, in a manner of speaking. It’s worse in the summer, but I was hoping to curb it now.”

Funny, the princess hadn’t been sweating before. “That makes sense, it’s hotter in the summer time. But, what does it do to you exactly, princess?”

Celestia smiled sweetly. “Please, call me Celestia Twilight. Or Celly, or Tia, whichever strikes you fancy.”

Twilight briefly raised an eyebrow, but did as Celestia asked. “Okay then… Celestia,” Twilight smiled, rolling the name on her tongue a little. It felt good. “But you still haven’t said what the sun’s influence on you does.”

Celestia chuckled nervously, wiping more sweat from her brow, her normally regal demeanor slowly coming apart. “Yes well… it is rather embarrassing, Twilight.”

Twilight smiled. “It’s okay, Celestia, whenever you’re ready.”

Celestia nodded and gulped nervously. “Well Twilight, I… I may be the ruler of a nation, but I still have needs.”

Twilight just smiled supportively and nodded. “Of course you do, Princess, I know that.” she blushed briefly. “Er, I mean, Celestia.”

Celestia just smiled weakly and continued. “You have the basic idea, Twilight, but I’m afraid there is more to this than sneaking late night snacks.” Another breath, another swipe of the brow, more nervous chuckling. “When I say I have needs, I mean of a more….” Celestia trailed off. She chuckled again, laying herself down on the grass. “Wow, is it hot or is it just me?”

Twilight laid herself down as well, staring intently at Celestia. “You can tell me, Celestia. I promise whatever embarrassing thing you have to tell me, I’ve gotten worse from Spike or the girls.”

To Twilight’s surprise, Celestia gave a genuine laugh. “I certainly hope not Twilight, or else this will be more awkward than it already is.” The laughter died out rather quickly. Celestia took a deep, steadying breath and then-

“ThesunmakesmehornyandIloveyouTwilightSparkle,” Celestia ejaculated, blushing hotly and ginning like a school filly with her crush.

Twilight blinked a few times. “…I’m sorry, the sun makes you what?”