((So I was listening to some of Wildcard-mod’s voice acting clips of Asriel from Undertale, and one of my first thoughts was that Asriel’s voice sounded a bit similar to his rendition of Shining Armor. And then, well, you’re about to read the rest of the story.
Pay no attention to the implied MLP/Undertale crossover worldbuilding.
While we’re on the topic, give Wildcard-mod’s Sans clips a listen as well. He has an interesting take on everyone’s favorite skeleton punster.))
Princess Cadance attempted to stifle a sudden and mighty yawn that threatened to echo throughout the large, cavernous hallway. It had been a long day, her head and eyes aching from the strain of reading and signing documents of tremendous mundane importance concerning matters of government. She had decreed a nap for the monarchy of the Crystal Empire, but after a point of order from her stomach a hasty amendment was made to ensure adequate resources were allocated to a vital (or at least vitally vocal) province of the royal person. Fortunately, such a vast undertaking was already sufficiently supplied in the Royal Breakfast Nook, and, in a startling and rarely-seen display of bureaucratic efficiency (that is, the bureaucracy was bypassed entirely), the Princess left the Royal Office and marched straight away to her destination.
The terribly official state of mind that clung to Cadance quickly evaporated as the scents of a warm and inviting meal reached her. No doubt word of the Princess’s lunchtime appetite had reached her valet Salt Cellar, setting the crystal mare into action to make sure that she would not spend a moment longer than necessary with her gnawing stomach. Even with a banquet to plan for the arrival of the delegation from Hoovgorod tomorrow, Salt Cellar always managed to ensure that her Princess was always sufficiently fed.
“…if you don’t mind my asking, what is on the menu tomorrow night?”
Cadance grinned as she heard her husband’s voice from the small dining room, focused on the most important aspect of tomorrow’s festivities, as usual.
“Ah, you are in for a treat, your Highness,” she heard Salt Cellar reply. “One wouldn’t normally think that Crystalline and Hoovgorodian cuisine would go together very well, but then one would be very short-sighted. But if one were to dare to blend such rugged boldness with refined elegance, then one would have a culinary experience like no other.”
The Royal Butler went on to describe dishes that Cadance had a hard time visualizing, but the passion and confidence in Salt Cellar’s description nevertheless left her looking forward to tomorrow evening. Shining Armor, of course, was also excited, but he, well, he still had a Guardspony’s appetite and palate. Even after many years of living the princely life, he’d still eat practically anything put in front of him and call it amazing, but Salt Cellar didn’t seem to mind.
Cadance paused just outside the door leading into the dining room, noting that Shining was so enraptured by the descriptions of the feast to come that he hadn’t heard her approach even though she made no attempt at being stealthy. His soldier’s senses must’ve been getting dull. Well, she would just have to remind him to not let down his guard.
In a single fluid motion, Cadance leapt through the door and clapped her hooves over Shining’s eyes. “Ha! Guess who?”
All of a sudden, she realized that something wasn’t quite right.
The person she had grabbed was not her husband. They weren’t even a pony. Cadance found herself staring into the robed back of a tall, bipedal creature, her front legs wrapped around their waist and her hooves resting on their stomach.
She glanced up and saw a caprine face looking down at her in bewilderment. The moment they recognized each other a blush erupted on both of their faces.
Cadance quickly let go and took a few steps back. “Oh! Prince Asriel! Er, sorry about that, I, uh, thought you were my husband.” Her embarrassment was quickly becoming deep enough that it could’ve filled the room. “You two, well, you do sound very much alike.”
Asriel, Prince of the still-young Monster Kingdom of Everfree, chuckled sheepishly. “Well, uh, I suppose we do,” he said. “Sorry, didn’t mean to mislead you like that.”
“Not your fault,” Cadance replied quickly, “I’ll just be a bit more careful while you’re still visiting.”
She glanced over at Salt Cellar, who at least was polite enough to busy herself with something else while the two royals sorted out their mutually embarrassing encounter. The huge smile on her face, however, betrayed her immense amusement of the situation. While Salt Cellar could be trusted with all manner of deep and personal secrets, incidental humiliations didn’t count among them. Even if Cadance ordered her not to tell a soul about this, the rest of the palatial staff would be chuckling about this amongst themselves by the next morning. It was a force that not even the most powerful being in existence could stop.
Though that would be nothing compared to the ribbing she’d receive from Shining Armor when he found out…
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