(Just to let toi all know, this will be an allusion to the first story in "Cinderella II: Dreams Come True". Let me know if this was great at any expense.)
It was a great jour at Canterlot, where everypony was doing their regular businesses out in the city. But today, at the castle, there would be something else going on that day. There was going to be a royal ball going in the upcoming day. One of Celestia's guards told Celestia herself about it. "I know that," she said. "I also know that I'm going to be gone until that one jour is over. I'm going to take a break from royalty and go as a casual pony. I'm sure Luna will take care of things." Immediately after that, there was a knock on the door, and a voice spake, "Your Highness, are toi in there? I'm here to speak to toi about the ball the suivant day." Letting the mare, Ms. Highneigh, in with the princess, there would be a major talk about preparations for the ball.
Meanwhile, Queen Luna had come back from a walk in the garden. She had heard some speaking in Celestia's room and decided to see what it meant. As soon as she got to the window of Celestia's room, she began to ask, "What is this about? A ball?" "Yes, my Queen," Highneigh said. "But Celestia had donné me orders to make this the MOST formal ball in Canterlot. Nothing must go wrong. It simply isn't done." After Celestia finished packing, she left the castle. It was time for Highneigh to make some changes to this ball, and to also teach Luna how to be formal.
First up: catering. Very specific entrees were to be made. "This is going to be the entrees to be served at the ball," Highneigh said. But Luna wasn't sure what to make of it. She asked, "If I may ask, what's in there?" The cooks then revealed what was under the tin containers fit for a ball. There were egg salads, mashed potatoes w/gravy, steamed vegetables, and a lot of other good things. There was also Highneigh's personal favorite: cooked prunes for dessert. "Why prunes for dessert?" Luna asked. "The princess has made clear orders for this to be made," Highneigh explained. "Besides, I like it." Luna was not amused, but had to deal with it. There were to be NO imperfections at all. It simply isn't done.
Next: what Luna would wear. "It is also important to look like a formal character in something that is formal and royal. Nothing must be out of hand at any time.," Highneigh explained to Luna, who was in a frou-frou, glittery outfit. It was a hassle for it to be put on, because Highneigh's assistants, Beauty Mare and Regal Attire, were earth ponies. After the dress was put on, Luna took a look in the mirror. She looked okay, but it looked too much.
Out in the gateway, Highneigh said, "You must only let the most proper po-". Luna wasn't paying attention because she saw a few ponies wanting to see her, including Pipsqueak. "OPEN THE GATE!" Luna called to the gatekeeper. "No, no, no, your Highness!" Highneigh exclaimed, seeing a major error. "You can't do that. Commoners are not to be allowed in the ball. It simply isn't done." Upon hearing that, everyone was disappointed to hear that, even Beauty Mare and Regal Attire. "Does this really have to go that way?" they asked. Highneigh nodded. The crowd of "commoners" left in disappointment.
There was dancing as the last thing to go through. The band, consisting of Beauty Brass, Octavia, and a few others, played a formal waltz. Luna, now worried that this would be the worst ball she would go through, had been going through this very difficult dance everyone would have to go through. For balance, a stack of 5 ou 6 livres were on haut, retour au début of her head. She would also be asked questions that were hard to answer. She got all of them wrong, worrying her even more. It was adding up to something that would all be too chaotic, whatever it was. Luna had too much stress going on, she fell. Everything was dead silent. The poor Queen felt ashamed of all this and left. "This... is a disaster," Highneigh said.
Luna was in her room in a state of grief. She had been crying for the whole afternoon after the mess-up that happened. Later that evening, there was a knock on the door. "Come in," she said. It was Beauty Mare, Regal Attire, and a guard. "To tell toi the truth," RA began, "I didn't like what Highneigh was planning for this ball. This would simply not be done." "RA's right," BM said. "I think we should go your way. After all, toi ARE the Queen of Equestria." Luna was touched par what they said. She cheered up, got up from her bed, and looked into the mirror. "Look at this," she said. "I don't look as good as Highneigh thought I would be." She magically removed the dress she had on. "And this hair. Yuck!" She had a bad hairdo. She then, magically, got into her regular form. All ready, she said, "I need to stop submitting to something that sucks. We're going to make this ball great MY way!"
The entire night was spent planning on what there would be, whether it be a replacement ou an addition. The suivant day, the plans went as expected. In catering, some of the entrees were kept. The only exception were the egg salads and prunes, being replaced with fruit and marguerite, daisy salads and quality chocolat pudding. Of course, she wasn't alone. Beauty Mare, Regal Attire, and the guard had helped on the nourriture to be made for this night. Next, the dancing and music. There would still be a waltz, but Luna wanted it to be plus lively. She also invited the country violinist, Fiddlesticks, to play in the band. The dance, well, was plus of a combo of steps and light spins. The four enjoyed it. But Highneigh was watching it all. "It simply isn't done! It simply isn't done!" she a dit angrily, storming out.
Then, after that, it was time to pass out the invitations to the ball. They were donné to many of Canterlot, some of Ponyville, which included the Mane 6, and Trottingham, which included Pipsqueak and his family. Highneigh was following Luna, and when she caught up, she said, "Your Highness! I do hope toi know what you're doing. It must not turn out to be a disaster!" Luna then replied, "Don't worry. I assure toi that I know what I'm doing. Everything will be fine." Highneigh somewhat doubted that.
Back at the castle, the red carpet was rolled out. It was almost time for the ball to come on, as it was nearing the evening. "Everything's perfect!" Luna happily exclaimed. But there was something missing: the curtains were still closed. She opened them up for the sunlight to come in. Everyone admired it, but a voice interrupted the admiration of the setting sun, done par Celestia, who was coming back. "STOP!" the voice cried out. It was Highneigh, coming with news. "My Queen, Princess Celestia comes tonight! I hope toi know what toi have done," she tells Luna. "We'll let my sister be the judge of that, shall we?" Luna said.
It was now time for the ball. Luna, dressed in her ball dress, consisting of a blue medium-sized royal robe with nothing special on it, was ready to go out. "Are toi sure about this? I don't think the princess will be pleased," the guard said. "Everything will be under control," Luna said. As she walks out, she is greeted par the many guests, mostly "commoners", who were all dancing. She welcomes them all. Pipsqueak then came up to her with a short red rose, trimmed of its thorns. She loved it, and leaned over to Kiss him. She then dances with him.
Everyone was happily enjoying themselves, until horns blared a fanfare. It signaled the arrival of Princess Celestia. When she came in, Highneigh ran up to her, saying, "I regret to inform toi that your sister, the Queen, has failed to comply with the ball instruction. toi may very well see for yourself." Celestia looked at all the ponies there. "Normal citizens? In the ball?" she asked. As she went to the nourriture table, she was also surprised when the prunes were not there. It was going to be the main dessert item, but it wasn't there. Instead, there was the pudding. Celestia had seen all that was donné improvements on. And guess what? She liked it! "This is great!" she exclaimed. "Luna, you've outdone yourself! Everyone, dance!" Highneigh and Luna thought Celestia wouldn't be pleased with what was there, but she really was. "Your Highness, are toi sure toi want this? All these 'improvements'?" Highneigh asked, instantly donné a nod of approval. She had to accept the fact that Luna will be her own pony. Nobody could change that. Smiling, she decided to rejoindre in the fun. Everyone had a good time together at this ball, Luna's way.
The end.
It was a great jour at Canterlot, where everypony was doing their regular businesses out in the city. But today, at the castle, there would be something else going on that day. There was going to be a royal ball going in the upcoming day. One of Celestia's guards told Celestia herself about it. "I know that," she said. "I also know that I'm going to be gone until that one jour is over. I'm going to take a break from royalty and go as a casual pony. I'm sure Luna will take care of things." Immediately after that, there was a knock on the door, and a voice spake, "Your Highness, are toi in there? I'm here to speak to toi about the ball the suivant day." Letting the mare, Ms. Highneigh, in with the princess, there would be a major talk about preparations for the ball.
Meanwhile, Queen Luna had come back from a walk in the garden. She had heard some speaking in Celestia's room and decided to see what it meant. As soon as she got to the window of Celestia's room, she began to ask, "What is this about? A ball?" "Yes, my Queen," Highneigh said. "But Celestia had donné me orders to make this the MOST formal ball in Canterlot. Nothing must go wrong. It simply isn't done." After Celestia finished packing, she left the castle. It was time for Highneigh to make some changes to this ball, and to also teach Luna how to be formal.
First up: catering. Very specific entrees were to be made. "This is going to be the entrees to be served at the ball," Highneigh said. But Luna wasn't sure what to make of it. She asked, "If I may ask, what's in there?" The cooks then revealed what was under the tin containers fit for a ball. There were egg salads, mashed potatoes w/gravy, steamed vegetables, and a lot of other good things. There was also Highneigh's personal favorite: cooked prunes for dessert. "Why prunes for dessert?" Luna asked. "The princess has made clear orders for this to be made," Highneigh explained. "Besides, I like it." Luna was not amused, but had to deal with it. There were to be NO imperfections at all. It simply isn't done.
Next: what Luna would wear. "It is also important to look like a formal character in something that is formal and royal. Nothing must be out of hand at any time.," Highneigh explained to Luna, who was in a frou-frou, glittery outfit. It was a hassle for it to be put on, because Highneigh's assistants, Beauty Mare and Regal Attire, were earth ponies. After the dress was put on, Luna took a look in the mirror. She looked okay, but it looked too much.
Out in the gateway, Highneigh said, "You must only let the most proper po-". Luna wasn't paying attention because she saw a few ponies wanting to see her, including Pipsqueak. "OPEN THE GATE!" Luna called to the gatekeeper. "No, no, no, your Highness!" Highneigh exclaimed, seeing a major error. "You can't do that. Commoners are not to be allowed in the ball. It simply isn't done." Upon hearing that, everyone was disappointed to hear that, even Beauty Mare and Regal Attire. "Does this really have to go that way?" they asked. Highneigh nodded. The crowd of "commoners" left in disappointment.
There was dancing as the last thing to go through. The band, consisting of Beauty Brass, Octavia, and a few others, played a formal waltz. Luna, now worried that this would be the worst ball she would go through, had been going through this very difficult dance everyone would have to go through. For balance, a stack of 5 ou 6 livres were on haut, retour au début of her head. She would also be asked questions that were hard to answer. She got all of them wrong, worrying her even more. It was adding up to something that would all be too chaotic, whatever it was. Luna had too much stress going on, she fell. Everything was dead silent. The poor Queen felt ashamed of all this and left. "This... is a disaster," Highneigh said.
Luna was in her room in a state of grief. She had been crying for the whole afternoon after the mess-up that happened. Later that evening, there was a knock on the door. "Come in," she said. It was Beauty Mare, Regal Attire, and a guard. "To tell toi the truth," RA began, "I didn't like what Highneigh was planning for this ball. This would simply not be done." "RA's right," BM said. "I think we should go your way. After all, toi ARE the Queen of Equestria." Luna was touched par what they said. She cheered up, got up from her bed, and looked into the mirror. "Look at this," she said. "I don't look as good as Highneigh thought I would be." She magically removed the dress she had on. "And this hair. Yuck!" She had a bad hairdo. She then, magically, got into her regular form. All ready, she said, "I need to stop submitting to something that sucks. We're going to make this ball great MY way!"
The entire night was spent planning on what there would be, whether it be a replacement ou an addition. The suivant day, the plans went as expected. In catering, some of the entrees were kept. The only exception were the egg salads and prunes, being replaced with fruit and marguerite, daisy salads and quality chocolat pudding. Of course, she wasn't alone. Beauty Mare, Regal Attire, and the guard had helped on the nourriture to be made for this night. Next, the dancing and music. There would still be a waltz, but Luna wanted it to be plus lively. She also invited the country violinist, Fiddlesticks, to play in the band. The dance, well, was plus of a combo of steps and light spins. The four enjoyed it. But Highneigh was watching it all. "It simply isn't done! It simply isn't done!" she a dit angrily, storming out.
Then, after that, it was time to pass out the invitations to the ball. They were donné to many of Canterlot, some of Ponyville, which included the Mane 6, and Trottingham, which included Pipsqueak and his family. Highneigh was following Luna, and when she caught up, she said, "Your Highness! I do hope toi know what you're doing. It must not turn out to be a disaster!" Luna then replied, "Don't worry. I assure toi that I know what I'm doing. Everything will be fine." Highneigh somewhat doubted that.
Back at the castle, the red carpet was rolled out. It was almost time for the ball to come on, as it was nearing the evening. "Everything's perfect!" Luna happily exclaimed. But there was something missing: the curtains were still closed. She opened them up for the sunlight to come in. Everyone admired it, but a voice interrupted the admiration of the setting sun, done par Celestia, who was coming back. "STOP!" the voice cried out. It was Highneigh, coming with news. "My Queen, Princess Celestia comes tonight! I hope toi know what toi have done," she tells Luna. "We'll let my sister be the judge of that, shall we?" Luna said.
It was now time for the ball. Luna, dressed in her ball dress, consisting of a blue medium-sized royal robe with nothing special on it, was ready to go out. "Are toi sure about this? I don't think the princess will be pleased," the guard said. "Everything will be under control," Luna said. As she walks out, she is greeted par the many guests, mostly "commoners", who were all dancing. She welcomes them all. Pipsqueak then came up to her with a short red rose, trimmed of its thorns. She loved it, and leaned over to Kiss him. She then dances with him.
Everyone was happily enjoying themselves, until horns blared a fanfare. It signaled the arrival of Princess Celestia. When she came in, Highneigh ran up to her, saying, "I regret to inform toi that your sister, the Queen, has failed to comply with the ball instruction. toi may very well see for yourself." Celestia looked at all the ponies there. "Normal citizens? In the ball?" she asked. As she went to the nourriture table, she was also surprised when the prunes were not there. It was going to be the main dessert item, but it wasn't there. Instead, there was the pudding. Celestia had seen all that was donné improvements on. And guess what? She liked it! "This is great!" she exclaimed. "Luna, you've outdone yourself! Everyone, dance!" Highneigh and Luna thought Celestia wouldn't be pleased with what was there, but she really was. "Your Highness, are toi sure toi want this? All these 'improvements'?" Highneigh asked, instantly donné a nod of approval. She had to accept the fact that Luna will be her own pony. Nobody could change that. Smiling, she decided to rejoindre in the fun. Everyone had a good time together at this ball, Luna's way.
The end.
