Stories From Unseen Art #11 "The Brightest Night of the Candles"

"...This was a very  lovely idea, Twilight," Princess Celestia commented as she looked down a  residential road within the Equestrian capitol city of Canterlot.  "Using the surplus bits we had in our annual budget to sponsor the  cultural celebrations of other creature's nations will certainly help  every pony be more open to the world beyond our nation's boundaries."

Twilight,  who was the Sun Princess' chosen pupil to mentor over the course of her  educational journey, could not help but smile wide upon being given  such praise.

"Thank  you, Princess," she replied merrily. "However, if I may be honest, this  was more of a collaboration than the sole result of my efforts alone."

The white-coated Alicorn Princess nodded her head as she started to trot further down the artificially illuminated, sunset sky.

"It  would appear that the job shadowing opportunity you had with Sweetie  Dash within the ministry has opened you up to more than you had thought  it would?" she asked with a knowing smile.

"It  did!" the purple-coated Unicorn replied. "It was through my research of  Sweetie Dash's responsibilities as the Planning & Events Minister  that I became aware of an untapped source of building relations with  other nations to learn even more about the other creatures of our world  while building a positive opinion towards international relations."

Celestia let out allowed herself to laugh at how her star pupil had phrased her response.

"It  also would appear that Sweetie Dash and the other ministers rubbed off  on you through their poetic presentations of how they present those  projects they are most passionate about," she stated before coming to a  stop near the entrance of one of Canterlot's many recreational parks  that was at the very end of the residential street. "It would also seem  our representatives of The Dragon Lands are hard at work at sharing the  wonder of this cultural event with every pony, too."

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FWOOM

SIZZLE

"Breathing  fire is easy, Spike!" stated Goldigony after using her fire breath to  light a candle-like object that rested along a path in which lead  towards a pond within the park. "You just bring in as much air as you  can, pretend like you are having a hard time going potty, and blow!"

[u]HWOO-UM

SQUAT

UNGH-FWOOM

The  purple-scaled dragon watched his blue-eyed friend perform all the steps  that she had just described to bring light to another of the decorative  fixtures.

"Now you do it," stated Goldigony as she sat an unlit candle in front of her emerald-eyed roommate.

"I  don't know," worried Spike as he tugged nervously upon the waistband of  the diaper he was wearing. "What if I end up having an accident inside  my diapers instead of breathing out fire?"

The  green-scaled dragoness with the magenta-colored tummy and ear fins  smiled wide while staring straight into her friend's eyes.

"Then  you just wind up with a storm cloud sticker on your potty chart," she  replied while posing herself in a way that Spike could easily see how  her diaper was free of any fire breathing accidents.

Spike blushed while letting out a nervous laugh.

"Come  on!" she roared. "Didn't we learn in class that having accidents is a  normal part of the learning process? That making mistakes is a normal  part of learning and growing up to be the best you that you can be?"

Spike's lime-green ear fins drooped as he felt a lump form in his throat.

"You...," he struggled to say. "You're right, Goldy."

Goldigony  felt a rush of adrenaline upon being acknowledged by Spike, the  teacher's pet who could do no wrong, for being the one who was 'right'.

"That's  the spirit!" she cheered loud enough for any pony in the neighborhood  to hear. "Now let’s see you light that candle, Spikey-Wikey!"

[u]HWOO-UM

SQUAT

UNGH-FWOOM-FRRT

A  jet of shimmering-green dragon fire shot out from Spike's mouth that  brought a steady and strong flame to form upon the candle's wick.

"I did it...," he said with disbelief as he watched the flame flicker upon the candle. "I DID IT!"

Goldigony smirked as Spike was unaware that he had also made quite the audible fart while lighting the candle.

"That's  the spirit!" she congratulated while giving her purple-scaled friend a  firm pat on the back. "Now how about we go finish lighting all these  candles for the festival?"

Spike,  beaming with pride in his accomplishment, nodded with agreement before  waddling to help his dragon friend to light the remaining candles. All  the while unaware of how, unlike Goldigony on this evening of  celebration, he'd soon be finding himself in need of a fresh diaper.  However, as Goldigony had recalled from class and he would hear from  Twilight, it is only through making mistakes that we can often achieve  our greatest accomplishments.

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