The Two Families.

Gigglebox lay in bed with his wife. His wife, who he now had no need to worry over. But he did anyway. She had her head resting on his chest, and her foreleg wrapped around his body. But he was too lost in thought to appreciate the moment.

"Something's wrong." She spoke up.

He looked down into her pale blue eyes, and wrapped his wing around her pure white body.

"Don't worry about it, Snow. It's nothing serious, I promise."

Snowflake scoffed.

"I'm your wife, Giggle. It's in the job description."

"It's just..." he suddenly look dejected, "I never really had a proper dad, Snow! I have no idea what I'm doing! I don't have anyone to look up to, or anyone to be there, or..." He trailed off, tears pouring down his cheeks.

Snowflake gently wrapped her forelegs around Gigglebox's trembling body, and stroked his mane, hoping to comfort or calm him down in some way.

"That's not true." She said softly, "You know how not to make the biggest mistakes of your life. We're going to make mistakes, Giggle; everyone does. But you know how to love, and you know how not to make the irreversible mistakes. You have everything you need."

Gigglebox calmed down a little. He gave Snowflake a gentle kiss on her cheek. His eyes were still a little moist, but he wasn't crying.

However, a foal in a moses basket was.

Gigglebox was over to the basket in seconds. He wrapped his hooves around the tiny, whimpering body of his son, and lifted him close to his chest. The whimpering quietened, before ceasing completely, and was replaced by the gentle breathing of his son as he slept.

Giggle held his child, still amazed that he was a father. Even though this kind of thing can happen to any stallion, he thought that his family would be different to other families. He believed that Snowflake was and is a good mother, and he believed that he would be a good father. Overload’s words rang in his ears as he thought of him being a father to two little foals.

But then he remembered how his father was. He always feared his father; the only time he didn't was when his father was passed out, drunk. He thought of how his children would think of him being a father. But the one thing that made him shudder was if he’d turn out like his father; abusive, demeaning, violent, and always angry.

Gigglebox was worried he would turn into that, he would turn into that… Monster. He stared at Sunny, who was still sound asleep. He was about to start crying but then he thought to himself,

'No! No, I'm going to be better than him! I promise Sunny. I promise Bright! I will be better!'

Finally, feeling better about himself, he put Sunny in his little basket and crawled into bed with Snowflake, who was asleep at this point.

'She's always falling asleep on me.' He thought to himself, quietly chuckling aloud. He got under the covers getting washed over by the warmth and cuddled next to Snowflake. He knew she was awake again when she pulled him closer to her chest. Finally, Giggle and Snow were finally able to go back to sleep and stay asleep.

~***~

Meanwhile, Techie and Ninroot were having little problems with their new foal. It’s nearly been a week and Digitail hasn't caused them any trouble. Sure she did cry, whine, and whimper at times but other than that she was a quiet peaceful infant. And Ninroot and Techie couldn't have it any other way.

Techie awoke to the sound of gentle crying from his new daughter's room. Not wanting Ninroot to wake up and tend to Digie for the 3rd time, he got up himself to comfort his new foal.

Since her room was right across from theirs it didn't take long for him to get their. He slowly slid his hooves under the small batpony and began to cuddle it. Little whimpers escaped the foals mouth as it began to calm down. He couldn't stop staring at her, he still couldn't believe that he was a father. He always knew that one day he would become a husband, it was a must. But he never thought that one day, he would become a father. Never in his entire lifetime had it cross his mind. Since he always hated young children and always got a bad perception of young children. Always crying, whining, taking up all your time, and doing so much more.

But all those speculations and thoughts were wrong, he enjoyed his daughter. He wasn't annoyed by her, he was hardly angry at her, and he always loved the attention he gave her. After gently rocking Digitail in his hooves she quickly fell back asleep. Little snores could be heard from the small foal. Techie slowly lowered Digie into the small cradle and quietly slipped out the room.

Once he got to his bedroom, Ninroot was still sleeping; she looked as peaceful as ever. Techie gently levitated the covers with his horn to get in. He went stiff when he saw Nin shift in her sleep turning to face him. Still asleep and peaceful as ever. Finally Techie got under the covers, feeling the warmth already engulf him as he slowly went back to sleep. But as he began to enter the world of slumber he felt Nin's bat-like wings wrap over him.

~***~

While the other two families were deep in slumber and just finished tending to their foals, Avian and Blurry didn't have much problems either. However while Blurry and Avian slept soundly, Blind Spot began to whimper and pout. In the room down the hall Melody and Wacky still slept, then Mel began to stir in her sleep until she was only half awake.

"Hmm, why can't that kid just sleep for more than 2 hours!?" She grunted she turned to her side to expect nothing but pillows and cushions to be there since she believed she was back at her house, but instead found a mound of fur that slowly moved up and down with breathing.

Her eyes wen wide as jumped back so far she fell off the bed waking Wacky from his sleeping state. He looks over to Mel's side to see her frantically looking around the room to get an idea of where she is.

"Mel, Mel! Calm down! It's okay!" Wacky said trying to reassure his lover. He rolled off the bed and began to comfort the panicking pegasus.

"Wha, what? Wacky? Where am I?" She asked Wacky couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction and her frantic movements, coughing a bit he then explained to her where she was and what they did earlier. By the end of his explanation, her eyes were as wide as saucers and she stared blankly at the wall.

"You alright Mel? It wasn't that bad was it? I mean, it's been a while since I had my last session. Besides it's not like it was your first time right?" She only stared blankly even more. "Right?" Wacky began to feel more awkward so he just ceased talking. After what seemed like a million years, he finally spoke up.

"I'm sorry Mel, it was just in the heat of the moment. I shouldn't have forced you into doing something like this. I realize that maybe I should have taken it slow with you. if you want, you can go and break up with me."

Wacky lowered his head in shame and sadness but he never cried. Not once, he was on the verge many times before but he would never let himself cry.

Suddenly, during his self loathing, he felt a gentle hoof lift his chin. He opened his eyes to see Mel's staring right back at his.

"Don't be sorry Wacky, given it was my first time. I still enjoyed it. Yes, our simple date did escalate to sex pretty quickly but, I still enjoyed it... And I still love you." She then gently planted a long passionate kiss on Wacky's lips. As she parted, he began to cough. A lot.

So much so that he had to lay back down.

"Wacky, are you alright?" Melody asked sounding slightly worried.

"Yeah, *cough* I'm fine. To be honest this happens much more often, I'm surprised it didn't effect me as much today."

"What do you mean, didn't effect you as much? You aren't sick are you?" Wacky paused.

"No, no it's fine Mel. C'mere." Wacky said opening his hoofs and wings. The sad part was however, he lied to Melody. In fact he was sick, very sick. It was 3 years ago that he was diagnosed with lung cancer. That's why he sold his drugs. He sold them because he needed the money, that's why he saved money. But the one thing he didn't do was tell somepony else.

He never liked the feeling of ponies worrying over him. Ponies always trying to help him, but he was an independent stallion and he would hate it if Avian and Blurry stopped everything just to focus on him. But now that Melody asked him if he was OK, then maybe it was time for him to reconsider. But the treatment was so expensive, he only had a small percent saved up. Last time he checked it costed 2,700 bits for a lung replacement. The last time he counted he had 2,500 bits saved. he only needed 300 bits more to pay for his treatment, the extra hundred for any other costs.

But the main question was, how was he going to get 300 bits? He threw out his entire drug stock and he swore never to do drugs again. But then he remembered somepony very important. A stallion by the name of Sweet Tooth. He was a drug lord and a pimp in Manehatten, he sent his drugs to Wacky for his Ponyville branch, all he needed to do was order another shipment, sell it and get the 300 bits he needed. Since he sold cocaine and crystal meth, he would get way more than he needed. So in the morning he would send a private message to Sweet Tooth. Hoping he could get what he needed.

~***~

The next morning, Wacky was more than eager to get up.

If he could. When he awoke he found Melody still bundled in his embrace. As much as he needed to, he didn't get up. he was just feeling so great at this point. Her warm fur against his, her soft feathers brushing up against his chest, and her periodic flick of the tail could make anypony fall back asleep. Wacky was pretty close too falling into the bliss of slumber, but he remembered how long it would take for a response from Sweet and he needed to send the letter pronto!

So he gently pushed Mel out of his wing's grasp. he slowly slid out of bed and went to his desk. He pulled out a paper and quill and began to write.

Dear Sweet Tooth, I need the next shipment as soon as possible! My customers are getting impatient and annoyed, I need the drugs ASAP!

~Wacky Tabaccy

As soon as he finished up his letter he put it in a small envelope, put a stamp and everything on it and he quickly rushed out of the house and flew towards the post office. He dropped the letter in the mailbox and quickly flew back home. Once again, his cough bugging him as he flew. he kept coughing until he saw something that he never thought he would see ever.

He coughed into his hoof and quickly glanced at his hoof that strangely had a red coat over it. He looked back at it to discover blood on his hoof. He was finally coughing up blood! He took this as a warning and began to slow down his flight. He gently floated back to his house, hating the fact that he was kept from flying faster by his illness.

He gently opened the door to find a quiet, still dark house. He sneaked his way to his bedroom. Relieved to see Melody still sleeping on his bed he slowly slid back under the covers and got comfortable.

As he was about to fall back asleep he heard Blind Spot start to whine and cry.

'Why is that kid always waking up when I get back from doing something!?'