Well, I have something. It ain't much, but it *is* something. Been stuck in a rut, so I'll post here and see how it goes.
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You are Princess Celestia.
Imperator of the United Equestrian States. Goddess of the Sun. Sol Invicta. Her Grand Royal Highness. Unifer of Harmony. Co-regent of Equestria.
Such is the few of the many, many pretentious titles you have accrued over the many centuries, yet they were the ones you bore regardless. Throughout those centuries, you have seen many a strange thing during the course of your duties. The latest of which being those curious "humans" that have dropped into your lap shortly after the wedding of your niece with your student's brother. Some changed, some not, but many bearing a fantastical tale of not only coming from another world, but one which has ample familiarity with yours as a fiction.
It was... Trying to say the least in assimilating them into Equestria proper, especially without derailing your carefully arranged plans. A literal monkey wrench throw into your grand tapestry by none other than the Agent of Chaos himself. A funny "prank" forged from one who has anticipated and preempted your desire to reform him into something less destructive. All now made moot with the draconesque nowhere to be seen nor found despite the best efforts of you, your sister, student and all of the best scryers that Equestria had to offer.
And that wasn't even getting to the rest of the headache these humans had to offer with their foreknowledge. It was only by some tender mercy granted by fate did you manage to coral them in some fashion to prevent any more mischief. Not that you faulted them of course, seeing as they were brought here against their will. Though you were glad that some of them seemed happy enough to try and assimilate, making do what what has been brought on their shoulders. It heartened to you to know even as a supposed fiction, you, your student, and the rest of Equestria inspired those beyond its boundaries. Yet even still, there were those who wished to return home to their families, something which despite the best efforts of yourself, your sister, Twilight, and those knowledgeable in such fields, the answer of returning them home was yet to materialize.
Long lived as you were, you were no less heartbroken to see those faces of despair when you told them without Discord, those who found themselves here may never find a chance to return home. Still, you were nothing if exceptional in making the best out of a bad situation. With the rest of Equestria at your back, you made sure that the humans whatever their forms may be found themselves a home, taking pains to ensure their assimilation whilst minimizing the impact they had to Equestria at large. You even found boons in the merits they offered in terms of the knowledge and other expertise some of them had, sectioning them off in their own new settlement somewhere near Whitetail Woods to do as they pleased whilst remaining close by to Ponyville to both monitor and ensure they didn't isolate themselves too much.
But even still, there was friction to be had in some measure. Not least of which regarding the foreknowledge they had for event that would of come.
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