My Little Dashie: Fifth Is A Gift.

Dashie and Thunder Hooves have been married for a year now and they seem pretty happy. And they should be, because Dashie is pregnant. I didn't believe her when she told me but the ultra sounds quickly proved me wrong. At first, I didn't know what to think. But now, I'm excited. We still don't know if it's a filly or a colt yet. And I really don't care. Because that would ruin the surprise.

She's about 8 months into her pregnancy and it's going great. Even though she gained a lot of weight due to the baby, she still looks beautiful.

Well, she's 9 months pregnant and the baby's due any day now. Dashie is a mixture of both nervousness, and excitement.

"Dad?" She asks me from her recliner.

I turned my head to look at her. "Yes?"

"What is it like giving birth?"

I felt the sudden urge to laugh, but something told me not to.

"Well, I don't know. I'm a boy so, I can't get pregnant."

She looks at the floor, dissapointed.

"But I would imagine that it's rather painful."

She looks up at me with a small smirk on her face. "well, duh." We both shared a light chuckle.

I woke up to Dashie shaking me furiously.

"DAD! It's time!"

I instantly shot up from my bed. "Oh shit!"

I got dressed faster than I have ever got dressed in my life.

I helped her walk down the stairs, still in a rush. Thunder Hooves was waiting outside.

"Finally, let's go!"

We both grabbed one of Dashie's hooves and carefully, but quickly, brought her to the Hospital.

We busted through the door. "She's in labor!" Me and Thunder Hooves exclaimed in unison.

Just then, four doctors and nurses showed up, put her in a stretcher, and rushed her into the first empty room they found.

I tried to follow, but they wouldn't allow me. "You may come in when we are ready. But for now, you must wait in the waiting room."

I was furious but I still obeyed. Once I got to the waiting room, Thunder Hooves was already there. I sat down beside him.

He was breathing heavily. I put my arm around him.

"What's Wrong?"

"I'm just so nervous." he said, still breathing heavily.

I felt a smile show up on my face.

"It's OK. She, as well as the baby, will be fine. I'm sure of it."

"Thanks." He said, looking at me and smiling back.

We were in there for what felt like hours. But in reality, It was only about 10 minutes.

"Mr.Dash? Thunder Hooves? You can come in now."

"Thank Celestia." We both said, in unison.

We both stood up. He requested to hold my hand."You know, because I'm so nervous?"

I obliged and stuck out my hand.

We both walked into the room and I instantly sat in the chair beside her bed.

She held out her hoof to me.

I grabbed it, eagerly, and my smile only grew wider.

"Dad?"

"Yes, Dashie?"

"Giving birth sucks."

We all laughed, even the doctors.

Just then, she began screaming.

"You're doing great Dashie." I said.

After an hour or so of her screaming, It was finally over.

"Congratulations, It's a colt"

The doctor said.

He then handed her a small colt with a rainbow mane, and white feathers.

He was so adorable that I,once again, felt my heart explode...twice!

"Do you have a name for him yet?" asked the doctor.

Dashie and Thunder Hooves looked at each other, then to me, then back to each other. Thunder Hooves just nodded.

Dashie then looked back to the doctor.

"Yes, his name is... Bryan"

THE END.