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Creamery Carnival is the biggest extravaganza of food, fun and entertainment for all ages that one can expect all year. Vendors from all over the region descend on the outskirts of Canterlot City to sell some of their best products, and the planning committee frequently goes over budget when it comes to lining up performers. The site is the same as always, Dainty’s Delights theme park, boasting the fastest and highest rides in the region, although for the event there is a lot of spillover into the parking lot for more traditional carnival rides even as the park itself remains open.
 
For Canterlot High students, the yearly trip to the carnival is an opportunity to cut loose during the school day. Although teachers aren’t immune to the excitement either…
 
“Sister! You are supposed to be a chaperone!” the distant whine of Vice Principal Luna is muted by the rumble of the crowd and Celestia’s own rapid retreat. Not that she would pay her much mind anyway, as the leggy educator has her eyes set on one thing: The Barn Fire.
 
Towering over the park, the peak of the rollercoaster stretches towards the sky before dropping into a terrifying tumult of twists, turns and the occasional loop. There’s even an inverted portion!
 
Already feeling her heart hammering in her chest, Celestia pushes through her fellow gawkers, eager to get as close to the front of the line as possible. And she makes it quite far before finding the line, up to the entrance to the elevated seating portion. Before someone from above calls out to her.
 
“Hey! You there, big tits!” the ride operator, jeers around a stick of jerky. “You can’t ride like that.”
 
Rolling her eyes, the Principal sighs before shouting back, “I know, I know, you’re afraid I’ll lose my top again. Don’t worry!” Celestia lifts the belly baring t-shirt up to her shoulders, flashing an enormous, and in her mind unnecessary, bra. “I came prepared this time.”
 
The man’s eyes bulge as she hears a few murmurs around her. Out of towners, of course. With another weary sigh she pulls her shirt back down. “Are we okay now?”
 
“Nah you dizzy bint, you’re too big!”
 
Celestia squints up at the clearly insane man, her mind clicking away as she tries to process what he had said, misfiring each time. After the endless eternity of several mental seconds, she fires back, “Aren’t you just too small?”
 
The already rattled visitors and operator are left stunned again, but the rumble of laughter from the crowd lets Celestia know she’s not alone. At last shaking off the insult, the crass man points behind her, “The sign, you airhead, look at the sign!”
 
As she turns, a heavy frown graces Celestia’s features. She whirls back on the man. “A two meter height limit? That’s ridiculous!”
 
“That’s the rule, courtesy of Miss Dainty herself,” the smirking operator leans over the side and gives her a wink. “Thanks for the free show, though.”
 
As the crowd pushes their way around her, Celestia is left staring up at the man’s back, scowling. After a moment, she turns and storms away. No matter, she won’t let this ruin her day out. She’ll just go ride something else.
 
Who cares if her ass is too big to fit in the bumper cars? Or if she’s turned away at the log flume for being too tall, again? Or that her breasts would throw off the balance of all the swinging and spinning rides? Or that she’s just too big to fit inside any ride with a cage enclosure? Surely, surely there is something in the park that fits her!
 
Vice Principal Luna finds her sister an hour later, double-thick milkshake in hand, slurping angrily as she glares at as much of the park as she can manage. The two stand in silence for a moment before Luna holds out her hand. Celestia thrusts the milkshake in her direction with a huff.
 
“This was such a cool place when we were growing up. Now it just seems lame.”
 
“That’s part of what happens when you get older,” Luna offers, swirling the straw around for several laps before taking a lengthy sip. “Some things you can only appreciate from a certain point of view. Now it’s our turn to be the responsible ones.”
 
With a heavy sigh, Celestia nods, taking her shake back. “I guess.”
 
“Great. I need you to go to the mid-morning meet up site and do a headcount for me.”
 
Celestia nods and heads towards the pre-appointed spot, but then frowns and looks back at her sister’s chipper smile. “Why can’t you go?”
 
Flashing a bit of teeth as she grins, Luna replies, “There’s someone holding a spot for me at The Barn Fire. Ta-ta, sister.”
 
As Luna prances off, Celestia can only glare and clench her fist. This isn’t fair. Not at all. Someone should really-
 
“…Oh gross, milkshake hand…”
 
Bathroom first. And then maybe talk to Dainty about making things not so… dainty.