~Yesterday…~

“GEOOOOOORGE!”

Ponyville nearly shook at the loud shriek from Twilight Sparkle. Her amnesiac friend had gone missing without notice. She ran all around Ponyville for about an hour, trying to track him down. She looked in every place possible, yet nopony even questioned why. She never asked anypony for where he was.

She checked Sugarcube Corner. She checked Rarity’s Boutique. She checked every logical place she could come up with. And she was pretty sure he wouldn’t be at Rainbow Dash’s house.

“Where in tartarus could he be?” Twilight asked aloud. Hoping she could find the answer soon.

“Uh...Twilight?”

She stopped for a moment, looking behind her. She noticed Spike, with his arms crossed as he gave a questionable look at her.

“You do realize that Dash left at the same time that George ‘vanished’, right?”

“She did?” Twilight raised an eyebrow.

Spike nodded in response. “He probably went with Rainbow Dash to Manehattan.” He paused for a moment, then remembered something. “After all, she did say that her mom wanted to meet George anyway.”

“And why didn’t you tell me this any sooner?”

Spike simply shrugged in response. “You were so busy panicking over George that you wouldn’t listen to me.”

“Heh… Guess I should start listening to you more...”

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~Present Day…~

“You don’t think Twilight would be mad that we didn’t have time to tell her anything?” Dash thought aloud, looking towards her friend.

“I hope not.” George shrugged, “So, what’s our first stop?”

“My parents’ house, duh.” Dash tapped his head, reminding him about yesterday once more.

“...Oh, right.” George sheepishly smiled.

As they walked to their destination, George was always moving his head around, getting a good look at everything. He saw other stallions pulling around yellow carts on the road, in which Dash called them “taxi carriages”. They also passed by plenty of restaurants, which made George’s stomach growl for food, only for Dash to reject him before he had the chance to ask. She then reminded him that he just ate some pancakes not too long ago.

“...So, what are your parents like?” George curiously asked, looking over to his cyan friend.

“Well, let’s see…” Dash thought a bit, “There’s my mom; Firefly. She used to be a racer, she won almost every race she ever competed in. She even won the Best Young Flyer competition. She taught me everything I know about flying.” She smiled, “Without her, I wouldn’t be as cool as I am now.”

She then took a deep breath, “Then there’s my dad; Rainbow Blaze. He used to work at the Rainbow Factory for years. But during his spare time, he’d also race. He wasn’t the best, but he was able to beat my mom in a race once. Although, she did tell me that she let him win that day.” She softly laughed at her last sentence, “My mom retired from racing after my dad popped the question. And later on, they decided to settle down, and, well... here I am!”

“Sounds like one happy family, to me.” George smiled warmly at the thought.

Dash looked at him, making sure he wasn’t reminded about his own family.

“You’re not stil—”

“Nope.” George interrupted, “Like I said back on the train, not as much as it used to. To be honest, it doesn’t even bother me anymore. You don’t have to keep bringing it up.”

“Why’s that?” Dash cocked her head.

“Well, ever since Twilight took me in after the spell didn’t work. I’ve started to see her and Spike as my family. Y’know?” George explained, holding on to his warm smile.

“That’s good…” Dash smiled also. “I think.” She chuckled, and the two remained that way as they walked to her parents’ house.

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*Knock Knock Knock!*

“Who is iiiit~?”

“You know exactly who it is!”

“You don’t need to give such an attitude! I’ll be there in just a moment.”

The door slowly opened, in which Dash smiled to see her mom by the door. George, on the other hand, finally got to see her mom. She looked similar to her daughter, her mane and tail style being nearly identical, minus the rainbow color. Her mane and tail was a lighter shade of blue, her coat was also a light shade of pink. Not as bright as Pinkie, it was just a tad darker. Her cutie mark resembled two lightning bolts that matched her mane and tail’s color. And her eyes were a slightly dark purple.

“Dashie!” She beamed, nuzzling her daughter. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen you…”

“It hasn’t been that long, mom…” Dash pointed out in a whining tone.

“It’s been a year!” Firefly chided. “A whole year without seeing my daughter!”

George’s eyes widened, and he slowly started stepping backwards to avoid getting caught in the situation.

Unfortunately, he failed. Firefly slowly started looking behind Dash, seeing if she went through with her request. Once she saw him, she stopped nuzzling her daughter, and looked directly towards him.

“So this is the stallion you told me about in your letters!” She called out, causing George to stop in his tracks. She quickly brought her muzzle to Dash’s ear. “I can see why you like him so much, he’s smokin!” She teasingly whispered.

“M-Mom!” Dash yelled, stomping a hoof on the floor. Her face also painted in a dark shade of red in embarrassment.

George, however, only blinked, and tilted his head in curiousity. He wanted to ask what had just happened, but he felt like he was better off not knowing.

“So!” Firefly began, ending the awkward moment. “Come on in, you two! We have a lot of catching up to do…” She said, waiting for the two of them to step inside the house. She then closes the door once they have done so. “Mostly just me and Dashie, though.” She smirks.

“I... kinda figured.” George softly replied, wondering why she even had to state the obvious. He slowly reaches a hoof to his mouth as it slowly opens wide, and inhales heavily. “Actually, if anypony needs me… I think I’ll be taking a nap.”

“A nap!?” Dash yelled in shock, “But you were sleeping more than half of the train ride!”

“What can I say? I guess trains make me sleepy…” George stifled a yawn.

“If you’d like, you can nap on the couch.” Firefly suggested with a chuckle, pointing to a nearby couch.

“I’d like that…” He yawned once more. Slowly walking to the couch.

“And while he’s napping, you and I can talk in the kitchen.” Firefly whispered into Dash’s ear, receiving a nod in response.

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“...And ever since then, I can’t stop thinking about him in… that way.” Dash concluded, blushing lightly. “I even had this whole conversation with myself, and arguing with myself about the whole thing.”

Dash watched as her mom nodded, putting everything she had told her together. She smiled very faintly, but nevertheless, oh so very warm.

“Oh, Dashie…” Firefly breathed, letting out a small hum in her words. “You really are in love…”

“C’mon, Mom. Don’t tell me that.” Dash groaned. “That’s the last thing I wanted to hear!”

“You can’t run away from true love, sweetie.” Firefly said with a giggle. “You’re gonna have to accept it.”

Dash slowly moved her front hooves towards her heart. She simply asked herself. “Am I really in love?” When she thought about this feeling, she slowly began to feel… happier. Before, she felt disgusted with just the word itself. Now, it’s the total opposite.

“...Is this… how you felt then you fell in love with Dad…?” She asked gently

Firefly nodded. “This is how he felt, too. If it makes you feel any better.”

Dash placed her fore hooves on her heart. A smile slowly grows on her face as she thinks about him.

“...You’re thinking about him right now, aren’t you?” Firefly teased with a sly smile.

Dash hummed out a “mmhm”, nodding as she did so. She quickly moved her forelegs over her face, as well as opening her wings, and moving them over her forelegs.

“I’m such a sap…” She sighed. Earning another giggle from her mother.

“C’mon, Dashie. Quit acting so silly.” Firefly said, “You don’t have to hide your face, y’know…”

Dash slowly brought her forelegs and her wings down slightly, showing a light blush on her face. She carried a shy smile, which she was trying to hide with her forelegs and wings. Though she failed to do so, her ears flopped down to the sides of her head. She didn’t want to admit it, but she knew she would have to.

“I’m… I’m in love…”

Firefly moved a hoof toward her shoulder, and simply smirked. “Welcome to the club, Dashie. We’ve been... patiently expecting you.” She giggled.

Dash simply responded with a groan.

“Firefly? I’m home!”

“Annnnnnnnnd… There’s your father.” Firefly smiled. Standing up, and happily trotting out of the room to see the return of her husband.

“Uh, Fire? What’s with the stallion on the couch?”

“He’s Dashie’s friend, y’know, the one she mentioned in the letters?”

Dash reluctantly stood up, and slowly leaves the room. She looks off to George, who’s still napping on the couch nearby. She then looks off to her father, who is now currently looking directly at her.

“Ah, you’re here sooner than I planned.” Her father pointed out with a smile. He then gently pointed towards the stallion, “So that’s the stallion from the letter, huh?”

Dash looked towards the stallion in question, then back at her dad. With more reluctance, she nodded.

“So, I know this is probably too soon to ask… But, when can we start expecting grandfoals?” Firefly joked, only to be nudged gently by Blaze. They quickly looked at each other. Blaze carried a “Really?” look. While Firefly carried an apologetic smile that replied with “I couldn’t help it.” Then, they quickly looked back toward their daughter, who was now heavily blushing.

“Not funny, Mom.” Dash huffed.

“...It was kinda funny.” Firefly commented with a meek smile, earning another nudge from Blaze.

“So, I assume you’ve already talked to this mare.” Blaze thought aloud, pointing towards his wife.

“Hey!” Firefly retorted, “This mare has a name!”

Blaze chuckled at his wife’s retorts. “...Is there anything else I should know about him?” He asked, pointing towards George’s sleeping form.

“Minus his amnesia, and my feelings for him… No.” Dash bluntly replied.

Firefly looked towards the stallion in question, then back at her daughter. “Any reason why he’s sleeping so much?”

“Not really. I’m pretty sure he’ll be up any minute, though.” Dash looked toward the stallion.

…

“Actually, I think I’m going to wake him up…”

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“So Dash woke me up for... this?” George asked.

“Aw c’mon, George.” Firefly giggled, “It’s not so bad.”

“I dunno… I’m really not the shopping type.” George .

“You’re starting to sound like Dashie!” Firefly jokingly whined.

“So then why am I here!?”

“Dashie told me about the whole ‘family problem’. I’m just showing you what it’s like to have a mom around!”

“I’m not sure if I like the sound of that...”

Author's Note

This chapter didn't require too much editing. But at the same time I don't know how I feel about the chapter in general.

What do you guys think?