Angel Glider

by RainbowFlashed

Rating: everyone
Tags: Slice of Life, Romance
Length: 3575

For all her life, Frost Glider had been a sketch artist and thought that was as far as she would go. She thought that she would never find a stallion to love and never have a foal of her own, something she has always wanted. She was wrong.

There was a pegasus artist by the name of Frost Glider, newly wed to a wonderbolt named Night Feather. She loved her husband and her filly, Angel Glider. This is the story of her years as a mother and wife.

(Third Person. Could be described as a CuddleFic. I love cuddles.)

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-05-01 00:25:05 UTC

Chapter 1

Frost held her small 3 year old filly in her hooves pressed against her chest. The foal's eyes were red from crying, crying for her. Her brother had kept the little filly for a week because Frost needed to go on a work trip and she just came back, at 2 AM, to him trying to get Angel, the filly, back to sleep. Frost nuzzled the little foal, who was drifting off to sleep.

Looking at the filly, she saw that she was happy, which made her smile. She looked at her brother, who was=s smiling at the scene.

"She wanted you, a lot. She cried for you at night, for the last four nights." He looked at the ground.

Frost looked at the filly, then sleeping in her grasp, it's small little head trying to get further into her fur. "I'm so sorry, little Angel. I promise ill try to never leave you again." She nuzzled her, hugging her tightly.

"I hate my boss." She said with an angry expression.

"Why is that?" Her brother asked with a curious expression.

"I told him that Angel needs me, but he said that work is more important than Angel, and said that if I didn't come on this trip I would be fired. He acted as if my little filly wasn't important, and I could not argue." She nuzzled her foal with a couple tears in her eyes.

"Why don't you quit and let me deal with him?" He asked with an angry expression. He was always there for her.

"I need to find another job before I quit." she answered.

"Well, I need to go. I would stay longer, but I need to get to sleep, and you do too. I have a long day of work tomorrow and you need to make Angel know you are still there for her." He nuzzled the side of her muzzle and said, "I love you."

She nodded and nuzzled back, "I love you too, Wind." she said after which trotted out the door.

After she saw that he was successfully in the sky and flying back to his home, she locked the door and trotted to my room, still holding Angel. She didn't like the idea of her sleeping alone in a crib, so she always slept with her in Frost's bed, making sure she was safe. She turned off the hallway light and trotted into her room, turning on the TV and going on the HBO channel. She layed down in her bed and hugged Angel close, pulling up mher covers after using her wings to embrace the filly. "Good night, Angel." She fell asleep.

<<<<<---The Next Morning--->>>>>

She yawned and felt a shuffling of fur and hooves in her wing embrace. Looking down, she saw mher filly's beautiful purple eyes staring back at her.

"Mommy." Angel said and tried to hug her with her small hooves. "I wuv you mommy." She said in her cute little filly voice.

"I love you too, little Angel." She hugged the filly close.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the front door and Frost heard the door open. Not knowing who was coming inside, she hid under the covers of her bed and hugged Angel tightly. A couple minutes later she felt a pony get into the bed, and wrap their hooves around her.

"Hi, Glider." A very familiar masculine voice said to her.

She instantly relaxed and hugged her husband, who was the father of Angel, and said, "Nighty, I thought you weren't coming home until after Hearth's Warming." She nuzzled him and unwrapped her wings around Angel, who was then pressed between Frost and her busband, Night Feather.

"I was able to convince my boss to let me come back a day early, because he wanted me to be with my family for Hearth's Warming, and I wanted to see my two favorite girls in the whole world." He wrapped his wings around her and hugged her tightly.

"D'aww. You are so flattering." She turned around in his hooves until her back and wings were on his chest, and his hooves were wrapped around her and Angel.

"Daddy," the little filly said, hugging one of Night's hooves.

Night chuckled, placing his muzzle over Frost's head, knowing that she loved when he did that.

"It has been at least a month and a half since we all have been together at the same time."

"Mommy, I need to go tinkle!" Angel said, her hind legs shaking.

Frost got up from the bed and placed Angel on the ground, after which she darted to the bathroom. "Nighty, I am going to make some coffee. You want some?"

Night stood up after her and said, "I will make the coffee while you spend some more time with Angel."

She smiled at him greatfully and there was a flush and the sound of somepony washing their hooves. She waited as her daughter ran around the corner and tackled her, nuzzling into her fur. She hugged her, feeling content.

She had wanted a little filly to love and pass her genes to. It was her dream to be a mother and raise a foal, and she had gotten the perfect little filly she had always wanted.

She nuzzled Angel's mane, feeling the urge to cry tears of joy at having a filly who loved her.

"The coffee is done!" She heard Night yell and she trotted out of her room to go get some coffee, her filly trotting between her forelegs.

She trotted into the kitchen, finding a cup of coffee and a couple slices of buttered toast for her and a plate with syrup covered waffles for Angel. The filly squeaked with joy and hugged her father as Frost took a sip of the caffinated beverage. "I am glad that Night Glider invited me to your family reunion." She said leaning into Night, watching Angel, who was then eating her waffles.

"Me too. We wouldn't have met if she invited that other mare." He said, one wing wrapped around Frost's shoulders.

"We wouldn't have Angel. If she had not overlooked me yelling at her the week before, this would have never happened." She pointed her hoof around the house, ending on Angel.

"I love you." He said to her.

"I love you too."

Chapter 2

---2 Months Later---

Night Feather snored peacefully, sleeping in on his off day. An alarm clock suddenly sounded, waking him up, and he groaned shutting it off. He noticed that his wife was gone and remembered that she was at work for the day.

"I think I'm missing something," he said, almost fully awake, looking around until he felt something move in his hooves. "I know what I missed." He looked down on Angel Glider, who was yawning cutely as she woke up.

"Daddy?" She looked at his midnight dark blue hooves wrapped  around her chest.

"Yes, Angel, I'm here." He smiled and nuzzled the top of the little filly's head.

"I need to tinkle." She whined.

Night let go of Angel as she jumped up and ran into her parents' master bathroom. He stood up and started to trot into the kitchen, taking some coffee from leftovers his wife had left him. Sipping the beverage, he waited  for Angel to finish and read from a newspaper on the countertop.

"Hey, daddy, can I have one of your donuts?" She asked.

He looked at the little filly and smiled, saying "Ok." He never let anypony other than Angel and Frost have his donuts.

Angel beamed and ran to the refridgerator, grabbing the donut box and ran to the counter to put the box down. When she tried to open the box, one of her hind legs slipped and she fell on her back, her wing hit in the fall. She started to cry from the pain.

Night's parenting instincts took over, and he went to his filly, picking her up and holding her. "Shhh.... it's ok..."

"I-it hurts... My wing h-hurts," She cries.

He carried her to a couch and lay her on her belly, examining her hurt wing. He was a wonderbolt, and had dealt with this many times. He determined that the wing was bruised, and pressed some ice to it.

"Is my wing broken?"" She asked with tears in her eyes. "Will I ever fly again?"

The stallion picked her up and placed her on his chest. "Of course not, my little Angel. It is only bruised. It should heal in a couple days and you will feel all better." He hugged her, taking care not to put pressure on the bruised wing.

Angel relaxed and lay on her father, lovingly nuzzling his chest.

Night was happy, feeling his daughter, who was a mix of him and his wife, so close to him. He carried the donut box in one wing asking, "Do you still want that donut?"

She nodded happily, reaching out as her daddy gave her the donut.

Night chuckled as he felt little crumbs of glaze donut fall on his upper chest and neck from his daughter's eager chewing.

After she was finish, Night got up and placed Angel back on the couch, wrapping her wing with an ice pack. "Do you want to watch TV?" He asked.

"Can we watch The Garfield Show?" She asked with pleading eyes.

"Of course." Night grabbed the remote and turned on the Garfield Show. He lay down on the couch Angel jumped up onto the couch next to him, snuggling into his fur while watching the humerous TV show.

Both of them soon started to fall asleep.

---6 Hours Later---

Frost Glider unlocked the door, eager to see her daughter and husband. Walking in, she decided she would surprise them with her early arrival.  She snuck around the house, looking for them somewhere. When she went into the family room, she almost d'awwed at the father and daughter sleeping together on the couch. She took a camera out and snapped a photo, looking at the good picture.

After she was done, she noticed that she was tired, so she got on the couch and almost instantly fell asleep after picking up the filly and laying her on top of her belly.

---1 Hour Later---

Night woke up, seeing the TV was still on, and it was dark outside, he knew that Frost had to have been home by then. He then noticed that she was sleeping next to him, their daughter in her hooves.

"M-mommy..."The filly mumbled in her sleep, hugging her mommy in the real world.

Frost woke up from Night moving and kissed him.

Night kissed back for a few moments before breaking the kiss. "I love you." He said.

"I love you more." Frost said, blowing a raspberry at Night.

Angel opened her eyes, seeing Frost and said, "Mommy!"

Frost hugged her filly, noticing the bandages. "What happened?" She asked with worry in her voice.

"She bruised her wing." Night said back.

"I'm so sorry." Frost felt a few tears come out of her eyes from her daughter being hurt.

"Mommy, why are you crying?" The filly hugged her mother, crying a little with her.

"Shh... it's ok..." Night hugged both the mare and filly and rocked them back and forth. They stayed like that for a few minutes, night holding them.

"I don't want my little filly to be hurt." Frost said, still crying a little.

"You two, comfort each other while I go make some hayburgers."

Angel, no longer crying at the moment, nuzzled her mother's cheek, which calmed the dark purple-coated mare a lot.

Frost softly snored as she fell asleep again, now being hugged back by her own offspring.

Angel got out of her mother's grasp and went into the kitchen. "Mommy is asleep, daddy. Can I help you cook? She watched her daddy place hay patties on the griddle in the kitchen.

"No, I don't need any help. You can go play your video games or watch TV with your mother." He continued to cook and put hay fries in the oven.

Angel trotted into the game room and started to play on her Xbox Next.

About 15 minutes later, Night had the table set with plates full of delicious food. "Angel! Wake up your mom! Dinner's ready!"

Angel ran out of game room and into the living room. Instead of shaking her mommy awake and making her grumpy, she did it the way her mom liked it. She got back into her mom's hug and started to nuzzle her neck.

Her mom giggled because it tickled. "What?" she asked.

"Dinner is ready." The filly smiled and kissed her mom on the cheek.

Frost stood up and stretched while the little filly darted into the dining room where her dad was and sat down in her normal seat. Frost joined them, sitting in her seat and taking a bite out of her hayburger.

"Feeling better?" Her husband asked.

"Mhm." She said as the amazing flavor of his food hit her taste buds.

The family of three talked about their days and when they were finished, Frost cleaned the dishes and cleaned the table while Night spent time with Angel.

"Are you going to be ok sleeping in your bed tonight?" He asked Angel.

"Yes daddy, I will be ok." She said with a smile.

About thirty minutes later, both parents sat next to Angel's bed.

"Good night, my little Angel. We won't be here in the morning tomorrow so Uncle Windy will be watching you." Frost said with a small smile.

Angel looked a little hurt from the news of her mommy and daddy leaving.

"Don't worry. I told him to throw the frisbee with you some time tomorrow." Night gave a smile.

Both of the parents gave the filly a kiss before turning the lights off and leaving the room. When they made it to their room they closed the door and Night carried Frost bridal style to the bed and placed her in the bed, turning on a romance movie and started to make out. Night's hoof started to trail his hoof down her chest and down in between her legs.

An amazing thing happened that night.

Chapter 3

Frost was relieved when she made it back to her tent. It was raining outside the waterproof tent and she was drenched. Using a towel, she dried herself off. She was very cold, so she grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around herself. She smiled when she saw her husband and sleeping filly. She lay down next to them and hugged them, slowly drifting off to sleep.

The next morning Frost was greeted with the sun shining through the flaps of the tent. She was content in the warm glow. She noticed that Night had left the tent and left Angel in her hooves. She nuzzled the little filly's head and kissed her nose. The filly sighed and nuzzled her mother.

"Mommy?" She asked.

"Yes?" Frost replied.

"Good morning, mommy." Angel said smiling.

"Good morning, my little filly." Frost said, also smiling.

"Is today the day daddy takes me kayaking?" Angel asked with hope written on her face.

"Of course. But first we need to have some breakfast. You can't go kayaking on an empty stomach." Frost said, blowing a raspberry on the filly's stomach.

Angel giggled saying, "Mommy, that tickles!"

The loving mother kissed her filly, then leaving the tent to make some oats for her and her daughter. She almost ran straight into Night, who smiled and hugged her. She hugged back and felt Angel hug their legs.

"Good morning, girls." He said, smiling.

"Good morning, daddy." Angel said with a smile.

"Are you ready to kayak?" He asked, looking into her beautiful icy blue eyes.

"Yes! Yes! I can't wait!" Angel nuzzled her daddy.

"Get a bite to eat from the oats I made." He hoofed Angel and Frost a paper bowl.

After they were finished eating, Angel and her father left, leaving Frost to stay in the camp. Luckily, she was with her best friend Icy Storm, who had a filly who was also going kayaking with her daddy.

Trotting up to Icy, she asked, "Are Flame Wing and the little filly already on their way?"

Icy nodded and said, "Icy Fire was so excited."

"Remember the party when they both knocked over the vase when playing tag?" Frost asked.

"They were so cute looking guilty, but I hated them being sad." Icy replied.

The mares continued talking for a while. The time was 4 PM when there was an earthquake, and the ground started shaking violently. The mares both screamed as a crack appeared in the ground, growing rapidly. Campers were running from the crack as it turned into a large crevice. The ponies all made it safely away as the quake stopped, but then they noticed the destruction in the landscape. Frost gasped as she saw what was in the most destroyed part of the forest.

It was the lake. The lake was flowing off into small canyons that had formed and she saw the kayak building where her filly and husband had gotten their kayaks. She tried to run into the woods to find them, but a ranger would not let them.

"Everypony stay calm! There are ponies out their looking for anypony still out there!" A ranger announced.

Both Frost and Icy were in tears, fearing the worst. They watched as rangers and rescue-ponies came back with ponies, many injured, and they saw a few dead.

<<<8 Hours Later>>>

Night had fallen and neither of the mothers had seen their fillies or significant others. Icy had calmed down by telling herself that they were safe, now trying to comfort Frost, saying, "They will come back. I just know they will."

The authorities in the area had kept everypony in a location that could not be disturbed by the aftershocks. Many ponies were mourning lost ones, waiting for the all clear sign, or waiting for ponies to come back.

Suddenly, there was a voice behind them. "Icy." Icy's husband said, smiling. Icy looked at her husband and ran to him, giving him a hug and nuzzling him, followed by grabbing her foal and holding her close.

Frost smiled a little at seeing Icy had gotten her family back. She looked around, trying to see if Night or Angel had come with.

The stallion looked at Frost and with a sad look, he said, "I'm sorry, Night is... I'm sorry..."

Frost was stricken with grief. Her husband... was... dead? She started crying when she processed that statement. "Wh-What about Angel?"

"She is safe. I immediately brought her to the clinic because it seems her left foreleg is broken, but... I'm sorry."

Frost ran straight to the clinic and saw her filly with a cast on her left foreleg. She ran to her filly and grabbed her, hugging her and nuzzling her.

"Mommy... where's daddy? He fell into this big hole. Mr. Flame took me over here."

"D-daddy... is... he is... he... died." She said to her filly, hugging her tightly.

The filly broke into tears. "I thought p-ponies die only w-when they are old."

              "They are supposed to." Frost said, tears pouring from her eyes. "I'm so sorry."

              They spent over an hour comforting each other. They and Icy's family flew back to Cloudsdale together. They were all stricken with grief. Night had been an important part of all of their lives.

<<>>

It was a cloudy day. Quite convenient for the occasion. Frost, her eyes glistening with tears, stared at her husbands body in his coffin. She was greatful that rescue workers had found him. He was alive then, and able to tell her that he loved her and Angel, and that he would wait in the afterlife for her.

"I promise you that I will take care of little Angel. I will always remember you. I hope you lived a fulfilling 32 years of life. You made me so happy for the time we had together. You gave me a place to call home. You gave me a reason to love again, but I have one thing I want to thank you for beyond anything else. You granted my lifelong wish. You let me accomplish my dream. You gave me Angel, a wonderful little filly. The filly I've always wanted. I love you, my husband, my Night Feather." Frost kissed her dead beloved's forehead. Soarin, Night's father, closed the coffin and pushed it gently into the open hole where it would be buried. After it was finished being covered, Soarin looked at the widow.

"I'm so sorry that you lost... Night... We will be there for you if you need any help." He hugged Frost, before going to his sobbing wife, Spitfire.

Frost stayed for about two hours before leaving with her daughter, coming home and going straight to her bed, her filly to her room. She cried herself to sleep.

About thirty minutes later, Angel came to her room, asking her, "Can I please sleep with you? I can't go to sleep."

Frost nodded and let the filly snuggle up against her chest hugging her close. She smiled as she felt the last she had of her husband up against her and kissed her head, before drifting off to sleep.