A Princess's Son

The mid morning sun, shined ever so steadily, through the window of Twilight & Spike's bedroom. Upon waking up, with a small yawn, after getting a literal warm wake up call, Twilight got out of bed a little groggily but retained her posture after a few steady steps.

Walking over, to the mirror in front of her, she gently held the brush with her magic, & stroked her hair with great precision. First a long stroke down her neck & then a few front brushes for the front of her head.

After finishing the progression, she looked herself over, & was pleased with the result smiling with great satisfaction. A, well combed princess, is next to a pretty one. she thought, trying to be, more accepting to her appearance, after being granted it by her faithful teacher.

But that, positive energy faded, when she remembered a moment after the coronation, where an unknown individual of mysterious ways, & a face that was covered through a brown hood, spoke words of dis encouragement that she thought where just sayings to put her under pressure.

Twilight chose to ignore them, & go have some cake that Pinkie had baked, the day prior to the most historical event, since the founding of Equestria.

But soon, during a night, of what Twilight had hoped for a nice relaxing evening in bed, the words popped up in her head like the beating of a drum cycle, reccuring with no particular pattern other then countinuous thumping.

Thankfully, it only lasted five minutes, & she was able to think about a pleasent thought, of relaxing at the swimming hole with her friends, & was out like a light in mere seconds.

However, in the days that followed, it took longer for her to fall asleep, due to her mind wandering through a desert of negative energy.

She didn't understand, why hadn't she'd been able to simply wish the words away, like they were nothing but sand paper? . Why did those words stick out, like they were leaches consuming her, until she was pailer then a grape without the natural juice of healty aperrance? .

With a few quick shakes, she brushed the thoughts away, focussing her gaze on the now rather on the then.

As she started walking, she stopped,  a good few feet from where Spike was sleeping. Looking at him, she thought back to the moments, where she never lended a hoof to help him out with his chores, leaveing her frowning, with regret of her selfless actions.

But then, she remembered the other times, where she actually cared about him, like helping him get accepted with other dragons while also realising that she & her friends, lead him down the path of being a bully, but seeing him stand up for himself during a phoenix conflict with an egg, saying that it's just young & defensless, but has a kind & caring heart like him.

That moment alone, made Twilight think, that even though Spike has his moments, where he feels like he can't accomplish anything, due to the lack of her & her friends support for him, that he always pushes himself to hard for their approval, & got very little recognition for his good deeds of kindness, one being the baby phoenix, that he saved & named pee wee.

Now came the choice, of who should make brunch, on this beautiful day. Thinking long & hard, Twilight very gently walked over to spike, and nuzzeled him gently on his cheek.

Shifting a little, before waking up, the baby dragon did a little yawn, before saying; "Morning Twi, what time is?" in a bit of a tired voice, before gently reaching between his matteress.

Hardly a moment passed, when Twilight gently placed her hoof on Spike's claw. She then spoke, in a soothing tone; "It's ten minuets to eleven, Spikey" remembering, that she had, looked at her nightstand clock, upon after opening her eyes to a blinding light.

Spike, was about to get up, until Twilight had gently stopped him, with both hooves resting upon his small figure; "Oh no, you don't Spike" She said, like a mother teaseing her child, but with warmness. Spike was left bewildered & asked confusingly; "Uh, what are you, trying to say Twi?" .

Still having, a warm expression on her face, Twilight told Spike what she was getting at; "Well, Spike, I decided that, today I'll make us both some brunch" . Upon hearing this, Spike was thrilled, that Twilight would be the brunch maker of the day.

However, his enthusiasm faded, when she failed to ask him, if he would like to help. Catching onto his, broken spirit she kindly asked; "What's wrong, sweetie" in a small concerned voice.

Spike however, was uncertain if he should tell her, in fearing that he might upset her, by going against her desire. That, however was not the case, as Twilight spoke to him reassuringly; "Spike, would you like, to help me make brunch?" with a bit, of a tease in her voice.

Spike, gently nodded, now perked up like a plant, on a nice day in spring. and with the agreement, of the two indivduals reached, Twilight gently bended down on all fours, & said with warmness in her voice; "Then hop on, my little brother." with, a comforting smile, and a slight wink at the end of her sentence.

Spike blushed, and happily obliged, by climing onto her back. As they walked, Twilight thought to herself; "Ha! , top that, mr so called voice in my head" But realizing, she sounded to much, like her energetic friend Pinkie, said to herself, in a mental note, that maybe cutting down some personal time, with her would make he not say random phrases. Not that, she was nitpicking any aspect of her party friend, but rather persuading her brian, to function the way it's suposse to.

But that thought changed, when she realized, that Pinkie was who she's always been, and cutting down the time she spent with her, would only add to more lonlieness, then what she's feeling now and with any case of Pinkie, was that she always felt sad, when none of her friends saw her in a long amout of time.

With he desision made, to see Pinkie again, sometime today or whenever, they were already in the dining room, & Twilight set the table before making theri late breakfast. Twilight set the plates, while Spike set the silverware, that he found in a nearby cabinet, next to the table. Along with a couple napkins, set upon the flat surfaces of the knifes & forks.

Once the table, was set Twilight & Spike proceeded to the kitchen, & began the process of making their late morning meal, which consisted of cracking eggs, and pouring milk & batter into a plain white bowel, with a single red stripe nearing it's surface.

By the time, bruch was finished, it was already two minuets passed eleven, and Twilight, along with her little brother, Spike ate quietly while conversing, about subjects like what will they do today, & that they'll need to get groceries, from the market later on in the afternoon.

Ponyville Market.

Early Afternoon

The town, had already started bustling, with activity as Princess Luna had just came into town, getting a few bows and greetings from her subjects.

Luna had, just got finished with a snack, of a couple banana that she bought for Tommy, when the market place had just started crowding with the many residents, of the most happiest town that Tommy has seen, in all his young life.

"I hope, she'll be nice, and not fear me" he thought softly, as they were now nearing Golden Oaks.

Once at the door Princess Luna, gently knocked, pleasently awaiting for her fellow princess, to answer the door. As they waited, Luna was filled with hope, that she would accpet Tommy as her own, while praying that Spike wouldn't be jealous. & then, with a gentle turn of the knob, the door opened very delicaly, reveling to Luna her young princess friend.