I strongly advise you read Celestia's chronicle before this, else it might not make much sense.
In any case, here it is.
The What-If to Celestia's original chronicle. Please note that the splitting up scene has been changed to suit this particular story. Said story will be divided into a few chapters, as opposed to a one shot. This is done to create suspense and build tension, instead of wrapping it all off in a six thousand word story.
So...the chronicle I myself am surprised wasn't done sooner. For this chronicle sees the return of a Celestia not seen since Come Back To Me.
No over the top comedy, no seriously out of character ponies. Just a mare desperate to make our protagonist love her again.
I hope you like this particular dark side to Celestia, because it's been well over a year and I'm going to try my damndest to write her again.
Begin!
Absolute Power Corrupts Absolutely
My life is hell.
Ever since I read that blasted diary of hers, ever since I made that fateful decision…ever since I walked out on her, everything else in my life has completely gone to shit.
I can't escape, I can't make her go away, and I can't do anything to stop her. How does one stop a pony who pretty much rules everything?
…I wish I knew.
I should probably start at the moment I broke up with her. It was then that the side of her…the one I'd barely gotten a glimpse at showed itself. I wished I'd noticed it then and there…it might have at the least forewarned me of what was to come.
No…no nothing could have done that. How could I have possibly known of the things she was capable of?
How could of I ever thought that my once beloved mare was more than willing to whittle my life to…to nothing?
How could I have known what was to come?
…
I…I couldn't think, I couldn't believe what I was reading. How could my Celly be capable of such an act…such a way of hurting me as this?
I was brought out of my thoughts as the sound of hooves clopping along the marble floor reached my ears, the door to our chambers opening shortly after.
And that voice…her angelic, velvety voice calling out for me.
"Honey," Celly called, light amusement in her tone. "Silly, it's in the middle draw. What's taking you so…so…long?"
I turned around and merely stared at her wide eyed expression, dropping the diary onto the floor. Her expression as I did so was…shock…and was that anger?
"Why are you looking at my…" she looked up into my eyes and her question seemed to fade away into nothing, a worried gleam flickering through her magenta orbs.
"T-Toby I can explain," she stammered nervously, walking over to me as she did so.
"Really?" I asked, my throat dry and voice rough from emotion. "Because I'm pretty sure I got everything in there."
Celestia stopped in front of me and gently touched my shoulder with her left wing, gazing at me with an expression I couldn't quite place.
Ashamed…and yet not.
"I'm sorry baby," she whispered. "I-I didn't know if…I didn't want you to-"
"Have you so little faith in me?" I asked quietly, my voice nearly breaking as emotions threatened to spill over.
Celly shook her head and made to embrace me, but I quickly shrugged off her wing and backed away, regarding her with a sort of sad fury.
"I thought you trusted me?" I said angrily.
"I do sweetie-"
"I thought you knew how much you mean to me!" I cut across scathingly, my anger merely a feathers touch from erupting.
"I do baby!" she cried worriedly. "I know how you feel, I do! You mean everything to me to!"
"THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME ABOUT THE WORMHOLE?!" I shouted furiously, causing Celestia to flinch back in fear. "I could have seen my family, my friends and everyone else!"
"I-I thought you would have chosen to stay with them," she answered fearfully. "I thought you would have left me for them…I thought…I thought that I meant less to you than them. I just…couldn't risk it."
I could barely look at her.
"And what gave you the right to decide for me?" I seethed, shaking in my rage. "What stopped you from thinking about what I wanted, Celly? We're supposed to trust each other with everything, I would never have…"
God damnit…damnit…she was supposed to trust me. I would never have left her, not in a million years.
I noticed her slowly making her way over to me and backed even further away from her. Unfortunately this only seemed to spur her on, a hurt yet determined expression upon her muzzle.
I eventually found my back hitting the wall and stopped moving, much to Celly's apparent satisfaction if her small smile was anything to go on.
"Sweetie, I was so scared that you were going to leave me," she spoke softly. "I didn't think it through, but you mean so much to me…I didn't want to lose you."
If I wasn't so furious at the revelation then I probably would have made a rational decision…but my rage controlled my actions.
My rage caused the terrible future to occur.
"Too fucking late for that," I bit scornfully, all but snarling as I made to walk past her.
Celly quickly snapped out her right wing to block me however, before swiftly moving in front of me with an expression of utmost fear, desperation and…something else.
Something dark…something that I didn't recognize at the time.
I wish I did.
"Toby please think this through" she beseeched quietly, a couple of liquid lines trailing down her face. "I don't want to…please don't do this."
I ignored her…idiot.
"Get out of my way Princess," I snapped irritably, causing her to instantly flinch at her title as though I'd just slapped her. "I want nothing to do with you anymore."
Her eyes narrowed as yet another two lines trickled down her beautiful face.
"I don't want you to leave me, Toby," she said shakily. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for what I did. Just give me a chance to make this right, please!"
"You can't just make this right," I replied scathingly, my anger threatening to boil over yet again. "Just get out of the way and leave me alone."
She shook her head slowly at my demand, those eyes, those hauntingly beautiful eyes becoming ever so cold as they bored into my own.
I shivered uncomfortably, suddenly reminded of the power this pony had at her disposal. Not that I ever thought that she'd use it on me, but still…
"Don't do this Toby," she whispered, her voice surprisingly gentle. "I'm sorry, I truly am. I should never have kept this from you, but I did and I can't change that. But if you leave me now…"
"What?" I asked warily. "Are you going to attack me if do, imprison me?"
Her eyes widened at my question and she shook her head rapidly.
"Arrest-no of course not!" she denied fervently. "Why would you even think I'd do either? I'd never hurt you honey, never!"
Before I could say or do anything, she securely wrapped her wings and forehooves around me. I tried to struggle and force my way out of it, succeeding if for but a moment.
But she was always one to get her way, and her wings were strong enough to hold a raging earth pony.
Compared to that, I was…uncomfortably weak in comparison.
It took a few minutes but I eventually stopped struggling and relaxed against her. She responded to this by nuzzling my neck and sighing contently, her hooves and wings still wrapped around me.
"Don't leave me alone Tobias," she…nigh pleaded. "I couldn't do it…I can't be alone again, please!"
She moved back slightly and gazed at me tearfully, her lower lip trembling.
But my mind was already set in stone. I couldn't, I wouldn't stay with a woman…a mare who kept such a terrible secret, who could do such a terrible thing so as to keep me to herself and away from but a few hours with my loved ones back on Earth.
I opened my mouth and quickly placed my hand over her muzzle, silencing her pleas as I braced myself for what I was about to say.
"Celly I need this," I began quietly. "I am…so angry right now, and hurt. I had a chance to see my family again and you selfishly denied it…Do you even have any idea how disgusted I am with you?"
The alicorn winced and stepped back as if struck, but her eyes swiftly morphed into cold orbs filled with denial and firm authority.
"You will not break up with me, Tobias."
It wasn't a request, it was an order. And I couldn't help but consider the consequences of dumping the co ruler of Equestria as I realized it.
I have to do this…I can't…I just can't be anywhere near her. Not after what she's done.
I was aghast at her attitude, at the way she spoke as if I was beneath her. But I still retained my determination and turned on the spot, ignoring the way her eyes widened.
"Try and stop me."
There really wasn't anything else left to say after that.
So without further ado, I walked past her and left the room, unaware of the furious shaking my ex-lover was barely managing to keep under control.
…
It'd barely been two days since I broke up with her, now living in a home Luna and Chrissy bought out of sympathy.
Not that I'm complaining, I didn't have anywhere else to go.
Thankfully the life shattering consequences I began to suspect would happen never occurred. Perhaps I was taking her words a little bit too seriously, the mare probably just wasn't used to others telling her no after giving them the look.
Unsurprising really, that cold expression still gives me the shivers.
At this particular moment in time, I'd just finished spraying myself with the usual aftershave and was happily locking the front door when a cough behind me caught my attention.
The pony in question was a light grey pegasus with…interesting eyes, probably from some sort of disability if I was of any guess.
Probably not.
"Can I help you miss?" I asked, smiling at the adorable way she began to nuzzle the inside of her…delivery bag?
The mail mare?
She pulled her muzzle, and a single letter out of the bag, holding it out for me quite adorably if I do say so myself.
"Mhessahge fhor a mhisther Tobias Greenfhield!" she slurred cutely, prompting a light chuckle to escape my lips as I took the letter and thanked her, much to her happiness as she flew…in some sort of direction.
Chuckling still, I turned over the blank letter and opened it quickly, my mood diminishing rapidly as I took the contents in.
17 Whitewood Lane, Noble sector.
Canterlot.
1AM L33T
Dear Tobias Greenfield.
We regret to inform you that your employment with Two Bit Coffees will be terminated on 27/09/3ANM effective immediately.
We at Two Bit Coffees wish you well in all your future endeavours and thank you for the time shared with our company.
Yours Faithfully
Herdona Grapevine.
…
"What the fuck!" I yelled aloud, uncaring of any who would hear. "The date is the twenty seventh, why is the letter so damn late?!"
Someone is going to get fired for this, and not just me!
Just as suddenly as my temper came, it was replaced by a wave of desperation as I realized the consequences of having no income.
I don't have a mortgage thank god, but how am I supposed to pay for food and water? I've put enough away to last me for a while because I had no reason to spend it before…but how long will it last me?
In the end the solution was pretty easy to come by. I needed to find another job, it was simple as that really.
Unfortunately…
As the day went on and morning gave way to the night, every shop and café and bar I asked refused to give me any sort of work. Even the ones with vacancies advertised outside didn't seem to want to hire me.
Even the well-known fact of my once being Celestia's lover held no apparent weight. If anything it only seemed to make them throw me out the door quicker.
And so in the end I was left with naught but my armchair and the crackle of my fireplace to help organize my thoughts.
Something wasn't right here, I knew it, but I didn't know what it was.
Simple bigotry…no, too simple. Maybe they're all pissed off because I dumped their beloved Princess…hmm, maybe…I don't know. Something just seemed off about everyone today, why did I make them so nervous? It's not like they don't know who I am.
I wasn't going to make any sense of it tonight, I just wasn't. I was too tired; too…weary of the world that had greeted me today.
Sleep does sound nice...
Wearily, I got up off of my armchair and trudged over to my room. For the first time in a long while, I found myself simply too tired to have a shower. So it was with little hesitation that I threw all my clothes on the floor and pretty much collapsed on the slightly small bed.
Heh, sleep is a funny thing, we close our eyes and then boom, it's the morning. Well for some people anyway.
Like me for instance. But unlike the previous morning, I awoke not just to the sounds of birds tweeting, ponies talking, and the feel of sunlight fighting its way through the curtains ever so slight opening.
But also to the rather fantastic smell of a cooked breakfast.
Refusing to open my eyes for the moment, I inhaled the wonder scent and smiled a dopey morning smile.
You know the one.
Did I cook in my sleep? I mused silently.
A sudden pressure, light and slightly warm pressed against my forehead, forcing my eyes to snap open as I sat up, staring at…
She was wearing naught but a blue apron and a loving smile as she held a steaming plate in her golden aura. Hash browns, toast, beans and something that looked rather akin to an actual sausage.
"Good morning honey," Celestia chirped happily. "I hope you like your breakfast, I made it just for you."
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