The two royal fillies squirm in your arms as you carry them. "Stop it!" you repeat to the two over and over again, but to no avail. Celestia, on your right, kept teasing her younger sister Luna, on your left, by making faces and hitting her. Luna would reply in a similar manner, up until now, when she finally heeded your commands and stopped, crossing her arms grumpily. Celestia did the same, but with a hint of victory on her face.

When you finally reach the bathroom, you bump open the door, walk over to the tub, and place the Princesses inside. Luna turns away from her sister, who does likewise.

"Oh, c'mon you two!" you say to the divided sisters. "Why don't you two just get along? I mean, you're sisters! That's one of the closest bonds you'll ever have!" You speculate over what you'd said, thinking it was deeper than most things that came out of your mouth. The Princesses, however, took the information in one ear and out the other. You sigh, realizing that this was going to be harder than you thought; never have you washed two foals at once without help, and neither of them wanted to cooperate!

You grab the shampoo, squirt some in your hand, and begin to work on the elder sister. Celestia grimly looks up at you as you lather her pink mane. Luna also watches, a look of gratitude on her face caused by her sister's despair. Lathering takes about a minute, the entire time Luna smiling and Celestia frowning. When you're done, Luna looks upon her sister and laughs at the sight: her mane was a soapy mess! Celestia sticks out her tongue at her sister.

You grab the shampoo again after rinsing your hands and begin the process of lathering Luna's light blue hair. This time, it is a soapy Celestia who watches her glum sister have her hair cleaned. Luna takes just as long as her elder sister to lather, about a minute. When you're done, Celestia laughs at her sister, whose hair now matches hers. Luna sticks her tongue at her sister, then stops and begins to laugh also. The two shared a moment of giggling between them: they were so much alike it was funny! Hearing the overwhelming cute that was their laughter, you too begin to giggle.

When the little bout of humor is over, you scoop up some water in your cupped hands and pour it over Celestia's head. She closes her eyes as the water drips from her bangs. You repeat this six more times, then do the same for Luna, who was well prepared for the sudden water. She too takes about seven rinses before her mane returns to its rinsed, blue form. The two look at each other and giggle again, this time at their unusually wet and straight hairs.

With their manes cleaned, you grab the special feather shampoo next to you and begin to work it into the two sisters' wings. Celestia is very cooperative and only takes about half a minute. Luna, on the other hoof, was very hesitant due to her unusually sensitive wings, and took around two minutes. After, you rinse out Celestia's wings and leave Luna to rinse her own, which she does by gingerly flapping them in the water.

You figure that now would be a good time to take a break. You reach next to you and pick up two rubber duckies, placing them before the royal fillies. Both sisters light up at the toys and reach out for them. Celestia, however, takes both of them, leaving Luna empty-hoofed. Luna looks up to her sister with a tiny look of shock. Celestia hugs the ducks close to her chest, turning from her sister. "Mine!" she claims stubbornly. Luna looks to you, and then back to her sister, and begins to cry.

Now, normal crying would be annoying enough, but Luna, being royalty, used the Royal Canterlot Voice to amplify her whines. Both you and Celestia cover your ears in an attempt to save them from dying out. You give Celestia a mean look, and Celestia sighs inaudibly, handing over one of the ducks. Luna looks at the bath toy and stops her crying, wipes a tear from her eye and picks it up, suddenly happy.

"Thank you," you say to an unhappy Celestia.

The two sisters then begin to play together in the tub, pretending to be little ducks. Celestia and Luna both cheered up fast as they babbled together (Celestia uttered the occasional basic English word between sentences). You breath a happy sigh of relief at the sight of the two actually cooperating. You sit back and decide to watch them for another minute.

When a minute passes, you take the shampoo and ask the royal alicorn sisters to kindly lift their tails. Pouring some soap in your hand, you begin to lather Luna's tail, considering you started with Celestia twice. She doesn't mind you touching her tail; in fact, it may have itched, because she lifted a fore hoof when you scrubbed a bit hard. After about forty-five seconds later you begin Celestia's tail, which also seemed to itch, though not as much. Wow, you though, being young royalty must really be tiring if your tail begins to itch! You then remember that you don't have a tail, and you weren't anywhere near royalty, so you would never know.

Rinsing each of their royal tails takes about a minute each. When you're done, you unplug the tub and drain the water. You take the two alicorn fillies out of the tub and place them on the ground. Taking two towels, you attempt to dry both of their heads at the same time. In the end, you just give them both noogies. You sigh at your failure and start with Celestia. When her hair is frizzly, dry, and pink, you move onto Luna, making her hair frizzly, dry and blue. The two sisters look at each other and laugh at their ridiculous hairstyles, causing you to laugh too. You dry the rest of their bodies, making sure not to leave them too damp.

After the two are fully dry, you dismiss them and turn to put the towels in the hamper. Once the two damp rags are in the laundry pile, you leave the room to find Celestia and Luna playing chase, with Celestia being the chaser and Luna the chased. You yell for them to be careful, just as you see Luna jump up excitingly and take flight. Both you and Celestia look up, awestruck at the sight of Luna's first time flying. Luna giggles happily and looks down to you, grinning ear to ear. You smile back, extremely lucky to see the sister of the night take off for her first, and certainly not final, time.