A Mother's Warmth

by MrSuicide

Rating: everyone
Tags: Dinky Hooves, Derpy Hooves, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 1042

Dinky Doo's point of view of her mother.

Dinky Doo shares her point of view of her mother as to how awesome she is. But most importantly, how grateful she is to have her as her mother.

Picture by SkyHeavens on deviantArt. It does not belong to me in any way.

Published 2012-05-13 07:54:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-05-13 07:54:01 UTC

Chapter 1

A Mother's Warmth

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Everyday, I go to school from the house I was raised in.

And everyday, my mom would go to work in order to support the both of us.

She’s a single mare with me, a filly, living in this house of ours.

Sometimes, I would help around the house, helping her clean and organize objects of interest.

And sometimes, I would help cook whenever I’m finished with my homework.

Because she’s my mom, I should, without much thought, love her as a parent right?

Wrong.

I don’t just love her as a parent like the other fillies do.

I look up to her as my inspiration and much more…

She is the best mom a filly like me could ever have!

She cares, like no other mare can. No, like no other mom can. She has no competition in that category.

She treats me as if I was her own flesh and blood, her little angel, despite being adopted by her.

At first, I questioned her motivates, her reasoning why a mare like her would adopt a filly like me in the first place.

You see everypony; I thought that I wasn’t special because I hadn’t been adopted like all of the other fillies in the orphanage yet. Everyday in that place, I would overflow with tears because of that very same “reason”…and the longing of a family of my own.

But then, she came along and adopted me. Instead of being thankful of my savior, I was suspicious of her. Reflecting on that now, I know that it was terrible thing for me to do and even now, I still regret it.

At that time, I only thought she wanted to take pity on me and to make herself look a bit better.

You see, everypony thought her to be unintelligent because of her “extreme interest” of muffins, her very strange speech patterns and her horrible flying.

But, I learned to look past all of that.

Instead of sharing those ponies’ opinions, I grew to accept them as they are because those “facts” are simply biased.

It is true that she talks “funny”, has wall-eyes, is a muffin lover and is a horrible flyer, but no pony bothered to look beneath the “cover” like I have.

I found that no pony cared to discover the reason behind her wall-eyes, her flying and her pronunciation with words so I decided to take it upon myself to discover the reason.

When she explained that her mother had attempted to drown her as a filly, I cried. Not for myself, but for her. Her mother drowned her out of rage because my mom held the attention of her father which her mother wanted so much.

I never knew jealously could be that harmful…

And because of that jealously, she almost became a mute. Her speech pattern became the way it is today after numerous speech lessons.

Her wings were broken from having traveling the river’s currents which had many rocks. Surgery could do only so much for her wings.

As for her muffin addiction, she simply loved the taste ever since her mother introduced her to it. But I don’t quite blame her for it because I love to eat them too.

Thus, with time, I came to look at her as my mom.

I mean, what is truly bad about her in the first place?

Even Foal Protection Services approved her as my mom despite complaints saying that she wasn't fit to be one.

They’re wrong.

Unlike any other mom…she goes above and beyond a parent's "calling".

…She greets me whenever I come home from school, always having my favorite muffin ready and waiting, just for me.

…She would listen to me whenever I’m feeling down and would offer me comfort as I cried into the night.

…She would let me ride her back at times, so that I could experience the thrill of being up in the air.

…She would not go to work if I happened to be ill, despite being economically troubled.

…She would try to make me happy, buying dolls for me whenever she had the bits to do so.

…She would try to throw me grand birthday parties even though I don’t necessarily want them because; she’s already trying so hard for my sake. I didn’t want to burden my mom any more then she already was.

She does all of these and much more, seemingly with no effort and without an ounce of hesitation at all, just as long as I am happy.

I don’t care that I’m adopted by her.

It goes to show how grateful of her I am.

It’ll probably take a cannon that has the power to send me to the moon to separate me from my mom, but even then, I’ll still think about her and the warmth she has provided throughout all these years that she has raised me.

I’m just glad that my mom was the one who adopted me in the first place.

Thank you mom for all the times you have taken care of me, the times when I was sick or the times that I needed you the most.

And mom…?

Happy Mother’s Day.

A week prior to today, they were all assigned by Cheerilee to dedicate something to their mothers for Mother’s Day.

Dinky Doo chose to do a speech, which she is quite proud of, believing that no material object would replace her thoughts of her mother because her mother deserved more than just that.

She had just finished her speech that she had memorized by heart. It was difficult to memorize at first, but when she thought about her mother’s everyday difficulties and sacrifices, she toughened up and constantly practiced her speech for this very day.

Many hooves clapped and many eyes wept in the one room school.

She didn’t bother to care much about the other ponies’ thoughts or reactions in response to her speech.

The only thought she cared was that of her mother’s. After all, it was suppose to be only for her and her alone to listen.

And boy was Derpy Hooves a very happy mare today.
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A Mother's Warmth Fin.