Two Lives Becoming One

Chapters

Unexpected Love - Ch. 2
Unexpected Love - Ch. 3
Unexpected Love - Ch. 5
Unexpected Love - Ch. 6
Love and Family - Ch. 1
Love and Family - Ch. 2
Love and Family - Ch. 3
Love and Family - Ch. 4
Love and Family - Ch. 5
Love and Family - Epilogue
To Be a Parent - Prologue
To Be a Parent - Ch. 1
To Be a Parent - Ch. 2
To Be a Parent - Ch. 3
To Be a Parent - Ch. 4
To Be a Parent - Ch. 5
To Be a Parent - Ch. 6
To Be a Parent - Epilogue
What Makes a Parent - Prologue
What Makes a Parent - Ch. 1
What Makes a Parent - Ch. 2
What Makes a Parent - Ch. 3
What Makes a Parent - Ch. 4
What Makes a Parent - Ch. 5
What Makes a Parent - Ch. 6
Unexpected Love - Ch. 1
Unexpected Love - Ch. 4
Unexpected Love - Epilogue

Unexpected Love - Ch. 2

It was morning in Cloudsdale, and a light blue Pegasus was in the Wonderbolt’s mess hall, getting ready for the most important meal of the day. Seated in front of him is the greatest delicacy to ever grace Celestia’s great green Earth. A fresh baked apple pie. Soarin’ was particularly happy today, because today he was going to be meeting his marefriend for lunch. ‘I can’t believe I have a marefriend. I just met her yesterday and a few hours later we are dating.’ Soarin’ couldn’t believe how fast things went with Twilight, and is just hoping he not messing anything up. ‘I need to take things slow with Twilight. I don’t want to mess this up, and even though I just met her I don’t want to lose her.’

“Good morning, Soarin’,” Spitfire greeted with a groggy smile. The golden mare sat next to the stallion and she noticed the half eaten pie. “I know you love pie, but for breakfast?” she asked playfully.

“Why not, you know what they say: An apple pie a day keeps the doctor away,” he answered with a mock serious tone.

“I don’t think that is the saying,” the mare chuckled. “So Soarin’, why don’t you tell me about Twilight.”

Soarin’s jaw dropped. “Uh… what are you talking about?” he said nervously.

“You know… Your marefriend,” Spitfire said.

“How do you know about?” Soarin’ asked in confusion.

“Well, first you have a smile that is about to split your face in two,” the fiery Pegasus explained. “Two, you were mumbling her name all night.”

“Oh, I guess that makes sense,” Soarin’s said with a sheepish smile. ‘I didn’t know that I mumbled in my sleep,’ Soarin' thought. "But wait, how did you hear me mumbling?"

"You left the door to your room open," Spitfire explained. "Also, you weren't that quiet. I wouldn't be surprised if half the team heard."

"Oh," Soarin' replied.

“So, when I do I get to meet the mare that stole my best friend’s heart?” Spitfire asked while playfully prodding the stallion’s chest.

“Well, I am taking her to the big gala next week.”

"Really Soarin'? I know your a romantic, but doesn't mean you have to go from bachelor to husband in ten second flat.” Spitfire said with a smile.

"Spitfire, I am not going that fast, but I was going to ask Twilight take things slower," Soarin' said blushing.

"But in all seriousness, I would like to meet this mare," Spitfire said. "What is she like?" she asked.

“She is very smart and a very nice mare,” the stallion said as images of the unicorn mare began to flood his mind.

“Ok, ok, don’t get all misty eyed on me you hopeless romantic,” she joked as she began to make her way out the mess hall. “Have a good day, Soarin’.”

‘I guess I need to head to Ponyville.’ Discarding his empty pie tin, the Pegasus headed for the open skies. Soarin’ has heard a lot about Twilight’s friends and couldn’t wait to meet them. He made out the outline of the quaint town and sped off towards his destination.

***

Twilight was preparing for her big day; happily bounding around her kitchen preparing breakfast with a smile that would rival Pinkie’s. The room filled with the sickly sweet smell of maple syrup and the savory scent of frying hay bacon. On any normal day, Twilight would just have a bowl of oats for breakfast, but today she decided to make something special because she has somepony special on her mind. The mare couldn’t keep the pie-loving Pegasus out of her thoughts. ‘I can’t wait to see Soarin’ again. I have only known him for a few hours, but it feels like I known him for years.’ Twilight was so engrossed in her thoughts, that she didn’t notice the entrance of her #1 Assistant.

“Good morning, Twilight,” the young dragon greeted as he sat down at the nearby table. “What are you so happy about?” he asked after noticing the mare’s unusually cheerful demeanor.

“Uh no reason, I made you your favorite,” the unicorn said as she levitated two plates and a glass to her hungry assistant. “A stack of pancakes with extra rubies, a side of hay bacon, and a glass of apple juice,” she proudly presented. “Oh, and don’t worry about today’s to-do list. I already finished it,” she said pointing to the rolled up scroll.

Spike was eager to dig into the stack of heart-shaped pancakes. ‘Wait, why would Twilight make heart-shaped pancakes?’ the purple dragon asked himself. The dragon gazed at the hot stack of heart-shaped pancakes, then he switched to look at the unusually cheerful Twilight, heart-shaped pancakes, cheerful Twilight, pancakes, Twilight. Out of curiosity, Spike decided to check out Twilight ‘list of things to complete by the end of the day’, and as he read he finally put two and two together.

A devious grin spread across his face. “So, Twilight, how long has Soarin’ been your coltfriend?”

“What… What do you mean…? I don’t have a…” Twilight stammered in shock. Sure, she was going to tell Spike about Soarin’, but she didn’t expect his to find out this soon.

“Oh come on Twilight, it’s obvious,” the dragon stated.

“What do you mean?”

“First, you’re so happy, you make Pinkie Pie seem depressed in comparison.”

“What’s wrong with being happy?” the mare retorted.

“Second, you made me pancakes…”

“Because I appreciate my #1 Assistant,” Twilight interrupted.

“In the shape of hearts?” Spike asked.

“Well… I uh… I can…”

“Just admit it Twilight,” Spike pleaded.

“Ok… I have a coltfriend, but how did you know his name?” the unicorn asked.

“Let us check your to-do list,” the dragon said as he began to open the scroll. “First, finish list of things I need to finish by the end of the day.”

“What’s so strange about that?” she asked in confusion.

“Let me continue,” Spike said before he cleared his throat. ”Soarin’… Soarin’… Soarin’… Soarin’… Soarin’… Lunch with Soarin’… Soarin’… Soarin’ and that continues for about a hundred more times.”

“Oh,” Twilight said as a furious blush spread across her face.

“So, you met this guy yesterday and after a few hours you are dating him?” the dragon asked. “Don’t you think that is going a little fast?”

“Excuse me, Mr. Casaneighva, last time I checked you were ready to propose to Rarity the second you met her.”

“Ok, ok,” Spike mumbled as he piled mounds of steaming pancake into his mouth.

Twilight decided to sit down with her own breakfast. While she was eating she began to think about what Spike said. ‘Am I going too fast with Soarin’? I know I just met him and know that I think of it, it all happened pretty fast.’ This might be Twilight’s first experience dating, but she had some knowledge on the subject. ‘I remember reading that a relationship should been taken slowly, and it should feel natural. I know we kind of rushed, but everything felt natural. It felt right. Almost like we squeezed a month of dating into a few hours.’ She decided that she is going to ask Soarin’ if they can slow down, so they do things right. Now, she just wanted to see him again, and as she finished her breakfast she heard a knock on the door.

“I’ll get that, Twilight,” Spike said making his way to the door.

As she levitated the dirty plates into her sink, a brilliant white unicorn trotted into the small room.

“Good morning, Twilight,” Rarity greeted with grace.

“Hello, Rarity. Is there something I can help you with?” Twilight ask, motioning Rarity to sit.

“Yes, I would like to borrow that book on historical fashion,” the white unicorn admitted. “I’m looking for some inspiration.”

“Ok…”

***

Soarin’ had finally reach Twilight’s library. After knocking on the door, he quickly ran his front hoof through his mane. ‘Ok mane, check. Breath…’ Soarin’ blew onto his hoof and took a hearty sniff. ‘Ok, my breath doesn’t stink.’ After a few moments, the door was opened by a purple dragon.

“Hello, you must be, Soarin’,” the dragon said.

“Yes, I’m here to see, Twilight.”

“Come in, I’ll tell you’re here,” Spike said, welcoming him into the tree house. “By the way, my name is Spike.”

“Nice to meet you, Spike.” Soarin’ watched as the dragon scurried off to inform Twilight. While he waited for Twilight, he could hear her voice, and he heard another voice. ‘I wonder what they are talking about?’ he asked himself as he trotted to the source of the noise. ‘Wait, what am I doing? I shouldn’t eavesdrop,’ he mentally berated himself. As he walked away, something caught his ear.

“I didn’t know that,” Twilight said.

“Yes darling, that is the fastest way for a respectable unicorn to ruin their reputation,” he heard the other mare say. “You promise you will never do that.”

“Yes, of course.”

Soarin’s mind was frantic. ‘No that can’t be it.’ Soarin’ lived in Canterlot for a few years, and he remembered how Canterlot’s Upper classes’ prejudice against pegasi/unicorn relationships. That was the reason that Soarin's mother hid who she was and why his father despised him. ‘No, that can’t be it; Twilight isn’t embarrassed to date me, is she?’ He could feel the tears welling in his eyes. Soarin’ hoped to Celestia that he only being paranoid.

“I would never date anypony like that,” heard Twilight say.

With that, Soarin’ could feel his heart break. ‘I need to get out of here,’ he thought as he frantically ran towards the door. Soarin’ sped through the busy town, leaving a river of tears in his wake. He just wanted the heartbreak to go away. ‘I guess my parents were right, I am just an embarrassment.’

***

“Thanks, again for the book, Twilight,” Rarity said, moving towards the door.

“No problem, Rarity,” Twilight said as she opened the door for her friend. “I can’t wait for you to meet my coltfriend, Soarin’. I just wish I knew where he went?”

“I can’t wait either,” Rarity giggled. “I hear he is quite the gentlecolt.”

“He is, and he is very handsome,” Twilight said. A blush grew on her face as she thought of the stallion.

“Good bye, Twilight. I’ll see you at a lunch,” Rarity said making her way to her Boutique.

“Bye, Rarity.” After Rarity was gone, Twilight wondered where Soarin’ was. ‘Spike said he was here,' she thought. She was being to worry because he was gone, but then brushed it off. ‘Well he is a Wonderbolt, something probably came up, and I’ll ask him at lunch.’ With that Twilight went up to her room to prepare for her day.

Unexpected Love - Ch. 3

Soarin’ continued to run through the bustling town; tears streaming down his face. He didn’t care that half of the town saw him crying like a newborn foal, the pain in his heart was too much to bear. After what seemed like an eternity, he reached a small wooden bridge. He collapsed on his haunches, staring at the water flowing beneath him.

‘Is Twilight really embarrassed to be my marefriend?’ he asked himself. Soarin’ knew Twilight was from Canterlot, and was well aware of the Canterlot elite’s slight prejudice against pegasi. ‘I didn’t think she would care about that.’ The pain of his heartbreak was excruciating, because the first mare he has ever had feelings for was embarrassed by the fact that he had wings on his back, rather than a horn on his head. What hurt him even more was that his heart still longed for the lavender unicorn. ‘I guess I’ll just go back to Cloudsdale. I’ll get over Twilight… eventually.’ As he turned to take flight he spotted the last pony he wanted to see. The bright yellow mare, with her trademark fiery orange and yellow mane, was trotting towards him. While Spitfire was his best friend and wanted her help, but Spitfire was known for losing her temper and overreacting.

“Spitfire…What…What are you doing here?” Soarin’ asked. He wanted to crawl up into a ball and disappear, because he knew once she found put what happened she will prove that she can live up to her namesake.

“Hey, Soarin’. I am not here to spy on you and Twilight, but since I’m here I guess I could meet her…” Spitfire stopped as she noticed her friend’s condition. His puffy, bloodshot eyes and matted tear stained cheeks. She could tell the stallion was hurting. She closed the space between her and Soarin’ and wrapped her hooves around him. “Soarin’ what’s wrong? Is this about that mare?” she asked with concern.

“My parents were right,” he mumbled.

“What did you say?” Spitfire asked. Soarin’ turned his head, trying desperately to avoid his friend’s gaze.

“I said: My parents were right. Nopony could ever love me, because I am an embarrassment, I am stupid, and a worthless, waste of space.” Soarin’ could still hear is father’s words echoing in his head. Those were the things that his father would call him in between the beatings. His parents blamed him for ruining their lives and the social standing among the Canterlot elite.

Spitfire firmly grabbed his head and turned it so she was looking directly into his emerald eyes. “Soarin, those two pathetic excuses for ponies will never know what an amazing colt you are. You’re not stupid, Soarin’. You’re not worthless; ponies all across Equestria idolize you.” Spitfire said confidently. “And believe me when I say: any mare, and I mean any mare, would be lucky to be with you. So what’s wrong? Did this Twilight mare break up with you?”

“No… But I think she embarrassed to be dating me,” Soarin’ said.

“Why?” Spitfire asked. Soarin’ pointed to one of his folded wings. Soarin’ saw his friend's face contort in anger, if wasn’t her natural mane color he would be sure her mane would be on fire. “Where does she live? I need to give this mare a piece of my mind,” the mare said her voice filled with anger. “Then, she is going to get a taste of my hooves…”

“No, don’t hurt her,” Soarin’ interrupted. “I still have feelings for her,” he explained.

“Soarin’…” she sighed. Spitfire was at a loss at what to do. She could tell that Soarin’ really liked this mare, but she didn’t want to see him get hurt. He was her closest friend and very much like a brother to her. “Soarin, I know that this mare, Twilight, must mean a lot to you, but if she is not willing to accept you for who you are, she doesn’t deserve you,” Spitfire said calmly as she rubbed her hoof along his back.

“But…”

Spitfire gently put her hoof on his mouth, silencing him. “You are an amazing stallion, Soarin’, and I hate seeing you like this. So, how about you come with me and we can go talk to this mare, and see if we can fix this,” the female Wonderbolt explained. “How does that sound?”

“That sounds nice,” Soarin’ replied, as he wiped that last of his tears from his bloodshot eyes. “She lives in the local Library,” he said pointing to in the direction of the Twilight’s tree home.The two pegasi made their way to the Golden Oaks Library.

***

Twilight was sitting with her five friends, waiting for a certain pony to show up. ‘I know I told him when we were meeting for lunch,’ Twilight thought looking at the clock. ‘Something probably came up. I hope it is not some horrible weather disaster. What if it is? What if he gets hurt?’ she began to worry. ‘Ok, I need to calm down. I’m sure everything is fine.’

“So Twi, when is that pony going to get here?” Rainbow groaned.

“They should be here soon, I think,” the lavender mare answered looking towards the door.

“Oh my gosh, are you excited, because I’m so excited. I’m so excited because Twilight has a new friend, and that I have a new friend and I love getting new friends,” the pink earth pony sped out.

“Um can you tell us more about this pony, you know… if you don’t mind,” Fluttershy squeaked.

“Well, all I am going to say is that this pony is special to me,” Twilight said blushing as she thought of her special stallion.

Unfortunately for Twilight, her pink friend noticed the redness spread across the studious unicorn’s face. “Twilight, do you have a special somepony, because that is so awesome. Who is he: Caramel, no… Big Mac, no… Noteworthy, no… Or is it a mare, because that is awesome too. Is it one of the flower sisters or…”

*knock* *knock*

“Don’t worry, Spike will get that.”

“Ohmygosh ohmygosh ohmygosh,” Rainbow Dash exclaimed as she saw Spitfire trot in. “It’s Spitfire, what’s she doing here?”

“Hello, I’m here to see, Twilight Sparkle,” the golden fiery mare said trying to contain her anger.

“I’m Twilight Sparkle,” the lavender mare said as she made her way towards the visitor.

"What!?! Your friends with Spitfire," Rainbow exclaimed because one of her best friends is friends with and possibly dating her idol.

“I need to talk to need to Twilight about a friend of mine,” Spitfire explained.

“Ok, we can go to the sitting room,” she said pointing to the doorway. Spitfire nodded and they made their way out of the kitchen. ‘Friend of Spitfire’s, but the only pony I would know is… Soarin’… What if he got hurt, I hope is ok,’ she thought trying to calm herself down. The thought of Soarin’ being hurt was scaring Twilight. “Ok, Spitfire, what did you want to talk about?”

“I’m here to talk about you breaking my friend’s heart,” the Pegasus said sternly.

W-what do you mean?” the unicorn asked. She wasn’t sure if she heard Spitfire. ‘Heartbroken, I didn’t break his heart. Did I? What did I do, was it because I want too fast yesterday.’

“You know what I mean… Listen, Soarin’ is one of the best friend’s I have ever had and the only reason that you are not on a trajectory towards Cloudsdale, is because he made me promise that I would only talk to you,” Spitfire explained.

“There is something I want to tell you about my friend. I always remind Soarin’ that as a Wonderbolt he could get any mare he wants in two flaps of a griffon’s wing, but he always tells me: ‘I don’t want to be with any mare, I want to be with a special mare’. He’s a sweetheart like that. You can’t believe how happy I was when I found out this morning, when he told me that he thought he finally found his special mare. I’ve never seen him that happy before, and do you know how much it hurt, when I found him crying his eyes out because said mare was embarrassed of him solely because of the wings on his back?”

“What do you mean? I-I'm...” She didn’t know why Soarin’ would think that she was ashamed of him. She didn’t care that Soarin’ was a Pegasus; in fact she actually preferred it.

“I’m sick of ponies like you. You think just because you’re from Canterlot, you have a license to toy with ponies hearts,” Spitfire said no longer hiding her anger towards the unicorn.

“B-but, b-but, I am not embarrassed of Soarin’,” Twilight pleaded. “Soarin’s wings are a part of who he is, and I really like who he is. Please, I really like him. I’m not lying.”

Soarin’ was tired of waiting outside for Spitfire, he decided to go inside. “Then, what did you mean when you said: ‘I would never date anypony like that’?” Soarin’ asked trotting towards the two ponies.

“S-soarin’,” Twilight said, shocked to see the stallion. She immediately ran over to the distraught colt and wrapped her hooves around him. “I-I’m not lying, I really like you and you don’t embarrass me. When I told my friend, Rarity, this morning that I was dating, she made me promise that I wouldn’t date anypony like Blueblood.”

“Prince Blueblood?”

“Yeah, she told me that I shouldn’t date anypony as arrogant and self-absorbed as he is,” the unicorn mare explained. “You are nothing like him, you are a gentlecolt and that is one of the reasons I like you.”

“So that means you… that I… I-I… I just accused you...” Soarin’ stammered. Soarin’ felt himself breaking down again. ‘Good going stupid Soarin’… I always mess things up.’ Soarin’ pulled out of Twilight’s embrace and turned to head towards the door. ‘I don’t deserve a mare as nice as Twilight.’

“Wait, Soarin’, don’t go,” the lavender mare pleaded, her arms outstretched trying to reach for the stallion.

“Why, you deserve better than stupid old Soarin’?” he replied.

Twilight was desperately looking around the library, trying to find a way to stop Soarin’ from leaving. Her horn flared up and the purple aurora wrapped around the unsuspecting stallion. She levitated him over to her. She grabbed hold of him, so he couldn’t leave. “Please, don’t leave me Soarin’. I’ll do anything, just don’t leave me.”

“I’m so sorry, Twilight. I should’ve just asked you. I shouldn’t have accused you,” he said embracing Twilight.

“It’s ok, Soarin’,” Twilight said. She just wanted to sit in Soarin’s hooves and enjoy his company. “So, do you still want to be my coltfriend?”

“Of course I do, and I am going to make sure next week’s gala is the best night of your life,” Soarin’ said resting his head on Twilight’s shoulder. They soon heard a chorus of ‘awws’ coming from behind them. They turned and saw Twilight’s five friends and Spitfire watching them. They pulled out of their embrace and trotted over to the waiting ponies.

“I would like you to meet my coltfriend, Soarin’,” Twilight said.

“Do you know what this calls for... A Party!” Pinkie exclaimed cheerfully.

“Yes, that sounds nice darling, but first I think we need to have a little chat with this colt,” Rarity said calmly pulling the scared stallion into the kitchen.

“About what?” the Pegasus stallion asked.

“Oh nothing important, we want just to inform you of what would happen if you were to break our friend’s heart.”

Soarin’ gulped as he disappeared from Twilight’s view. When he was gone Spitfire slowly approached Twilight. “I’m sorry about yelling at you like that,” the fiery mare apologized. "Soarin' has been known to jump to conclusions and I should have asked."

“It’s ok, Spitfire you were just looking out for your friend,” Twilight said understandingly.

“Just be careful with him, he has a big heart,” Spitfire said. “I guess Soarin’ was right.”

“About what?” the unicorn asked.

“He said you were an amazing mare, and I think he was right.”

Twilight blushed at the compliment.“Do you want to join us for lunch,” the lavender unicorn asked.

“Sure, I would to get to know you and your friends."

The two Wonderbolts enjoyed getting to know these Ponyville mares.

***

The day was almost over and Soarin' and Twilight were sitting in inside the library. Soarin' loved getting to know the Ponyville mares and Twilight found a new friend in Spitfire. Twilight was worried that Rainbow would be upset that she was dating Soarin', but she very supportive.

"Hey Soarin'," Twilight said looking over to the stallion.

"Yes Twilight," Soarin' answered.

"We've going kind of fast and..."

"You want to know if we can slow down a bit," Soarin' finished Twilight's thought.

"I like you Soarin', but I don't want ruin our relationship by speeding through it," Twilight explained.

"I understand Twilight, I want to make this work," Soarin' said. They both sat with each other for a few hours. They decided to say their good byes and Soarin' made his way back to Cloudsdale and to begin preparing for the gala.

Unexpected Love - Ch. 5

It was the night of the winter gala and Soarin’ has arrived in Ponyville to get his date. As he flew over the quiet town, he noticed the light covering of snow of the ground as he touched down in front of the Carousel Boutique. Soarin’ lightly knocked on the door. He quickly ran a hoof through his mane.

“You can come in,” a pony called from inside the boutique. Soarin’ made his way inside the small ornate shop. A pure white unicorn emerged from a back room to greet the stallion. “Twilight will be out in a moment, just some finishing touches,” Rarity said heading back in the work room. Soarin’ trotted in and sat in a small waiting area.

He looked into a nearby mirror and inspected his blue Wonderbolts dress uniform. He checked to make sure his rank and EWS lightning bolt insignia were properly placed and spaced. ‘Ok, when Twilight gets done getting ready, we head out and get on our chariot to Canterlot.’ Soarin’ had rented a chariot to take them to the gala. Soarin’ replayed the night's plan in his head. ‘First, take chariot to Canterlot with Twilight. At the gala when I ask Twilight to dance, bow to her and offer her my largest feather.’ He looked down at his left wing and the largest one had a small notch made in it. It was a Pegasus tradition to offer a feather to one’s love as a sign of their love. Spitfire spent an entire evening teaching him how properly to prepare the feather to be plucked. ‘After the gala, I take Twilight to the Sun and Moon and eat with Princess Cadence and her husband. I need to make sure I am a perfect gentlecolt, so I make a good impression for Twilight’s brother. Finally, we take the chariot home to Ponyville, and that will be Twilight’s perfect night.’

The door to the work room slowly opened. Out of it came a lavender unicorn. She was wearing a purple gown with a light purple sash running down the back and in front was on her dress was her cutie mark. “Well, Soarin’… what do you think?” Twilight asked.

“Twilight… You look absolutely beautiful,” Soarin’ said staring into the mare’s shimmering purple eyes. Soarin’ trotted over to Twilight.

“You really mean that Soarin’,” Twilight ask blushing at the attention Soarin’ was giving her.

Soarin’ began to nuzzle Twilight’s cheek. “You’re the most beautiful mare in all Equestria, and I’m lucky to be your coltfriend,” Soarin’ said affectionately.

“I’m the lucky one, Soarin’,” the studious mare said nuzzling him back. “You look great too.”

“Come on Twilight, let’s get going.” Twilight said her good byes to Rarity and the two ponies made their way into the center of town. ‘Ok, there should be a golden chariot here.’ Soarin’ began to look around the town commons and finally spotted his ride to Canterlot. ‘Yes, that’s our chariot.’ Soarin’ then watched another couple get on their chariot. ‘No, no,no… That’s our chariot, what I am going to do…’ Soarin’ tried to hide his panic because he didn’t want Twilight to worry. ‘Wait, The Friendship Express has another line going to Canterlot today, we can catch that.’

“Soarin’ where are we going?” Twilight asked with curiosity.

“We are going to the train station,” Soarin’ answered slyly.

“We’re taking the Friendship Express to Canterlot?” Twilight asked.

“Uh, yes… I hear the view from the train is amazing this time of year,” Soarin’ stated. ‘It would’ve been better if we were on our chariot.’

The two ponies continued through Ponyville. Ponies were buzzing around town preparing for Ponyville’s winter solstice celebration, but Twilight didn’t care. The only pony she cared about was the stallion walking next to her. Twilight looked over her partner as they made their way to Ponyville Station. While Twilight said that she wasn’t interested in romance before she met Soarin’, that didn’t mean she didn’t take a peek into a few romances novels. She studied his wind swept mane and powerful, yet graceful wings; she would never tell anypony this, but one could say that she was a sucker for pegasi. Twilight looked into Soarin’s eyes, and smiled. After a few minutes of walking, the train station was in view.

“Ok, Twilight I’ll go get our tickets,” Soarin’ said heading to the ticket counter. “Hello, I would like two tickets to Canterlot,” Soarin’ asked the grey earth pony sitting behind the counter.

“Yes sir, that will be 20 bits,” the grey pony said. Soarin’ gave the salespony his bit and took the two tickets in his mouth. “The Last train to Canterlot is boarding now.”

Soarin’ and Twilight made their way on board and took their seats. The train soon left for the glorious capital city of Canterlot. Neither Soarin’ nor Twilight knew what to say, so they decided to simple enjoy each other’s company and the view of the snow covered mountains. As the gilded domes of Canterlot castle came into view, Twilight turned to her coltfriend and saw a nervous look plastered on his face. “Soarin’ are you ok?” Twilight asked. “You look nervous.”

“What, I’m fine,” Soarin’ lied. Twilight continued to gaze at Soarin’. “Ok, ok I am a little nervous,” Soarin’ confessed. “It’s just that you are the first mare I’ve ever dated and I want this night to be perfect for you, Twilight.”

“I’m kind of nervous too,” Twilight assured. What Twilight didn’t tell Soarin’ was that she was up all night pacing, worrying about her upcoming date, and little does Twilight know the hundred laps Soarin’ did around Cloudsdale was not purely for athletic conditioning. “What are our plans for tonight?” Twilight asked realizing that she hadn’t asked yet and that hasn’t been worrying about the lack of schedule for the night.

“When we get to Canterlot we are going to enjoy the gala and watch Princess Luna raise the moon, then I am taking you out to dinner at the Sun and Moon and there is a surprise waiting for you there,” Soarin’ explained.

“A surprise, what is it?”

“You’ll find out when we get to dinner,” Soarin’ chuckled.

“Ok… Are we staying in the city for the night?” Twilight asked.

Soarin’ was confused. ‘I’m going to be taking you back to your home in Ponyville and after wishing you a good night, I was going to fly back to Cloudsdale,’ Soarin’ thought. Then he realized that they were on the Friendship Express and the last line to Canterlot for the night, which meant the last line to Ponyville, would leave shortly after they arrive. “That’s a surprise as well,” Soarin’ lied.

“Now arriving: Canterlot Station,” the conductor announced as the train came to a halt.

“That’s our stop, Twilight,” Soarin’ said.

The ponies made their way off the train and into the bustling city. Canterlot was alive with activity: colts and fillies running along the streets playing and ponies setting up decorations for the first celebration of the year’s longest night. The fallen snow only added to the beauty of Canterlot’s architecture. Soarin’ and Twilight trotted through central Canterlot towards the royal castle and the gala; as they approached the castle they saw a plethora of carriages and chariots arriving and dropping couples off for the night’s celebration. As they entered the castle, at the top of the grand staircase stood the princess of the night, Princess Luna greeting arriving ponies.

“Good evening, Princess,” Twilight greeted as both her and Soarin’ bowed.

“I glad you came, Twilight Sparkle, to celebrate our… I mean my night,” Luna said. “I see you brought a stallion with you.”

“Yes, this is Soarin’, he’s my coltfriend,” Twilight explained.

“I wish you both a wonderful evening,” Luna said as the couple made their way to the ballroom.

As the two ponies entered the ornate ballroom filled with the lyrical sounds of the performing ensemble, Twilight found herself instinctively leaning into Soarin’. The studious mare found herself in a state of pure bliss; enjoying the comfort of Soarin’ soft, light blue coat. The two ponies stopped at the edge of the dance floor. Soarin’ looked down at the mare standing next to him and smiled.

“Hey, Soarin’ I am going to get some punch,” Twilight said.

“I’ll get it, Twilight,” Soarin’ said. Soarin’ knew that he had to be a gentlecolt.

“It’s ok, Soarin’,” the lavender mare said. “It will be easier for me to get, you know… magic,” Twilight said pointing to her horn.

Soarin’ agreed and watched Twilight trot off the refreshment’s table. ‘Ok, when Twilight gets back I’ll ask her to dance,’ Soarin’ thought as he went over the courting ritual in his head. ‘First, bow to Twilight and flare my wings. Then I will find and pluck the my largest feather and offer to Twilight, and finally I will ask her to dance.’

As Soarin’ was waiting for his marefriend to return, he heard two stallions talking behind him. He turned to see to unicorns talking to each other. ‘Just two stuck-up unicorns,’ Soarin’ thought.

“Did you hear, some unicorn mare brought a Pegasus as a date,” Soarin’ heard one of the unicorns say. Against his better judgment, Soarin’ decided to listen in.

“I don’t care about the love life of some backwater unicorn,” the second stallion said.

“No, this mare is the personal student of Princess Celestia,” the first unicorn explained.

“What!?!” The second stallion exclaimed.

“I know it’s a shame to the crown.”

“Someone should tell the princess, so she can end that travesty of a relationship.”

“Agreed…”

Soarin’ couldn’t stand ponies like that. He felt his anger growing and decided to walk away before he did something he regretted. He saw the ponies giving him dirty looks while they were arriving at the gala. He didn’t care about what they said about him, but when they insult Twilight, that sent him near the edge. He tried to calm himself down, when he saw Twilight approaching. “Hey, Soarin’.” Twilight said. “Are you ok, Soarin’?” Twilight asked noticing his demeanor.

“I fine, Twilight,” Soarin’ reassured Twilight. ‘Ok Soarin’, it’s time.’ Soarin’ turned to Twilight. He bowed down to the mare, while fully extending his wings. He looked up at Twilight and saw her eyes wind as saucers and mouth hung open. Soarin’ chuckled to himself, realizing that Twilight probable isn’t familiar with pegasi traditions. He turned to his right wing and found the largest feather. He grabbed the feather with his mouth and began to tug at it. ‘Why isn’t this feather coming out?’ He was worried, Spitfire said that a small tug should be all. He gave a harder tug and strong wave of pain rippled through his wing. ‘Spitfire said it wouldn’t hurt… Wait this is my right wing.’ Soarin’ thought as he realized the feather he prepared was on his left wing. He turned to his left wing and found his feather. The feather came out with ease and he offered it his mare. “Twilight, may I have the honor of this dance?” he asked as he placed the feather behind her ear.

On the other side of the ballroom, a unicorn couple was standing. A dark blue stallion and a grey mare.

“Oh, Crescent where is Twilight?” The mare asked. “I heard she was going to be here.”

“I don’t know Star, but I’m sure we’ll…” Crescent had finally found his daughter on the other side of the room, but surprised him was the stallion bowing to her.

“What, did you find Twilight?” Star asked looking around for Twilight.

Crescent felt his breathing begin to grow heavy with his anger. “Yeah, but I’m more interested in that colt.”

“What colt?”

“The one trying to court our daughter,” Twilight’s father said, his anger obvious.

“Oh, that colt,” Twilight’s mother stated seeing Twilight. “Calm down, Crescent. Last time I talked to Twilight she said she wasn’t interested in dating,” Star said trying to calm her husband.

“Good, then she’ll tell that punk to buzz off.”

“Come on, Crescent let’s go see our daughter,” Star said trotting towards Twilight.

Twilight her hooves wrapped around Soarin’ and rested her head in his shoulder as they danced. They both were happy to be in the comfort of each other’s company. Soarin’ took in a heavy sniff of Twilight’s mane. “I love the scent of your mane. It smells like lilacs,” Soarin’ said.

Twilight blushed at Soarin’ complement. “Your mane smells nice too, it smells like clouds,” she said.

“I wonder why,” Soarin’ chuckled, both ponies were gracefully moving around the dance floor.

“Maybe it’s because you always have your head in the clouds,” Twilight explained.

“It’s hard not to when I’m dancing with a beautiful mare,” Soarin’ said. A furious blush spread across her face.

“Soarin’, you’re making me blush,” she said heading her face in Soarin’s mane.

“I love you, Twilight,” Soarin’ admitted.

Twilight pulled her head out his mane and looked into his eyes, and he had small caring smile on his face. “I think I love you too, Soarin’.”

Soarin’ looked back into Twilight purple eyes. ‘I’m so happy right now, here with Twilight this is the best night of my life.’ Soarin’ began to move is head down towards Twilight’s and their lips met in a short sweat kiss. Soarin’ pulled his head back and saw a look of shock on Twilight’s face. Soarin’ cursed at himself, he knew they both agreed to take this slow. “I’m sorry Twilight, I-I-I…” Soarin’ was interrupted by Twilight’s lips smashing against his. ‘Oh my, Twilight is kissing me.’ Soarin’ returned the kiss and their heads began to move in a synchronous dance. A wave of bliss overcame both ponies and the rest of the world blacked out to them.

After what seemed like an eternity to Soarin’, he felt a pairs of strong hooves wrap around his neck. Before Soarin’ could react he felt the hooves pull him out of his embrace and turn him around. He found a dark blue unicorn stallion standing in front of him, his eyebrows furled in anger.

“You better have a good explanation to why you have your grubby hooves all over my daughter.”

Unexpected Love - Ch. 6

Soarin’ froze staring at the blue stallion in front of him. ‘Good going Soarin’, I’ll make out with Twilight in front of her father… that’ll make a great first impression,’ Soarin’ chided himself.

“Well,” Crescent snorted.

Soarin’ felt like his mouth was cemented shut. He wanted to try and explain the situation to Twilight’s father, but every scenario ended with him being kicked off the side of Canterlot. ‘Come on Soarin’, say something… anything.’ Soarin’ was looking any way out of the hole he dug himself. Looking past the stallion in front of him, he saw a grey mare trotting over. “I-I-I…,” Soarin’ stammered.

Before Soarin’ could finish Twilight moved between him and her father. “Mom… Dad,” Twilight addressed her parents. “I would like you to meet Soarin’, my coltfriend,” Twilight said point to Soarin’.

“What? You’re dating this colt,” Crescent exclaimed in disbelief.

Before Twilight could respond her mother interrupted. “Crescent Sparkle,” Star said forcefully.

“Yes dear?” Crescent asked turning to his wife.

“I need to have a word with you,” she answered pulling him to the side. Crescent noticed the look on his wife’s face; the last time she gave it to him he slept on the couch for a week. They stopped near a window overlooking the Everfree Valley. “Well Crescent Sparkle, care to explain yourself?” she asked.

"He's a showpony, and they are all the same," Crescent said. "Once he gets bored with Twilight he is going to throw her away, and we are going to left pick the pieces to her broken heart."

"You don't know that Crescent," Star retorted.

“He was also making out with our daughter,” Crescent said trying to justify himself.

“Now I didn’t really enjoy seeing that either, but I’ve waiting too long for our Twilight to find a nice colt for scare her first coltfriend off,” Star said.

“But…”

“No buts Crescent,” Star interrupted and emphasized her point by prodding a hoof into his chest. “Now we’re going back over there and I’m going to talk to Twilight. Just do me a favor and get to know Soarin’ before you pass judgment on him.”

“Fine,” he grumbled.

Crescent and Star began to trot back over to their daughter and Soarin’. Both ponies still had a dazed look on their faces. Star walked over to her daughter and gently placed a hoof on her shoulder. “Twilight I want you to tell me everything about Soarin’,” Star said pulling Twilight away from Crescent and Soarin’.

Soarin’ looked pleadingly at Twilight as she trotted off. ‘No, don’t leave me here Twilight.’ Soarin’ turned back to Crescent and he was intently staring at Soarin’. “Hello Mr. Sparkle. It’s nice to meet you,” Soarin’ greeted extending his right hoof.

“…”

“I’m sorry about earlier… I wasn’t thinking,” Soarin’ explained.

“…”

“Mr. Sparkle?”

“I’m going to be straight with you. I don’t like you,” Crescent said with a deadpan expression.

Soarin’ gulped.

“If I have it my way you wouldn’t be dating my daughter,” the blue stallion explained. “So, if you hurt Twilight in any way we will have problems; so you better watch your back.” Crescent turned and trotted off towards his wife.

‘Good going, you just met Twilight’s father and he already hates you. Why did I have to kiss her?’ Soarin’ regretted his decision to kiss Twilight, and then not pulling out of the second kiss. At the moment he just wanted Twilight to return so they can watch the moonrise together. After what felt like an eternity, Soarin’ heard cheering coming from around him. He looked up and saw Twilight galloping towards him.

“Soarin’ you missed it,” Twilight said.

“Missed what?” Soarin’ asked

“Princess Luna raising the moon,” she said matter of fact.

Soarin’ mentally face hoofed. ‘Good going… We were going to watch it together.’ Soarin’ sighed. ‘At least we still have dinner.’ Soarin’ turned to Twilight. “Are you ready to go to dinner Twilight?”

Twilight softly nuzzled into his chest. “That sounds nice,” Twilight answered.

Soarin’ and Twilight made their way out of the gala. They had a farewell to Princess Luna and thanked her for the invitations. After leaving the castle they headed east into Canterlot towards the Sun and Moon. ‘Ok Soarin’, you messed up so far tonight, but dinner is going to be perfect. I just need to make sure I am a gentlecolt and make a good impression for Twilight’s brother.’

Twilight was trotting through the snowy streets of Canterlot. She always loved winter nights in the capital. The smell of burning wood made her feel at home. Twilight looked over at her coltfriend and smiled at him. ‘Soarin’ is the best coltfriend ever. He took me to the gala and now we are going out to dinner, and there is even a surprise there for me.’ Twilight had been desperately trying to figure out Soarin’s surprise. She had a couple of ideas, but she really wanted to know. “Soarin,” Twilight called to stallion next to her.

“Yes Twilight,” Soarin’ asked looking towards her.

“Can you tell me what the surprise is?” Twilight asked looking into Soarin’s eyes.

“I don’t know,” Soarin’ teased. ‘Why does she has to look so cute when she looks at me like that,’ Soarin’ thought looking at Twilight. “Ok, we are going to be eating with two special ponies,” Soarin’ said.

“Really, who?” Twilight asked.

“Your brother, Shining Armor, and his wife,” Soarin’ said.

“I haven’t seen my BBBFF in so long,” Twilight exclaimed. Then Twilight remembered that dinner was supposed to be a date. “But you don’t mind eating with them. I mean I didn’t read anything about taking relatives with you on a first date,” Twilight said.

“It’s fine. I know how close you two are and I would like to meet him,” Soarin’ said.

“Ok, I just hope it doesn’t end like that last time we ate at the Sun and Moon,” Twilight said grimly.

Soarin’ raised his brow in confusion. “What happened?,” Soarin’ asked.

“Well, it was the only time I’ve ever eaten there. When I was nine Princess Celestia paid for us to take our mother there for mother’s day,” Twilight explained. “While we were waiting for our food I wanted to show my mom a new spell I learned. It kind of backfired and set the table cloth on fire,” Twilight said with embarrassment.

“Wow, you got kicked out,” Soarin’ said trying to resist collapsing on the ground laughing.

“Yeah we ended up eating at Pony Joe’s,” Twilight explained.

They soon saw the Sun and Moon fast approaching in front of them. It was all most time for Soarin’ to meet his marefriend’s brother.

***

Shining Armor and Cadence were seated at a small table. It was situated in a private dining room and was set for four ponies. They both decided to skip the gala; they have been to enough galas and they decided to spend the time to themselves.

“Cadence, why is this table set for four ponies?” Shining asked.

“We have two ponies joining us for dinner,” Cadence replied nonchalantly.

“Who?” Shining asked. “My parents?”

“Nope,” Cadence answered. “Your sister, Twilight, and her coltfriend are.”

“Oh, just Twilight and her coltfriend,” Shining said pulling his glass up to take a sip of water. ‘Just Twily and her coltfriend… WAIT, her coltfriend.’ The guard captain spit the water out of his mouth. “Twilight has a coltfriend!” he exclaimed.

“Yes she does, and do me a favor and get to know him,” Cadence pleaded.

“Cadence he is dating my sister. My little sister,” he emphasized. Shining doesn’t like the idea of his sister dating.

“Well, here they are,” Cadence said as Twilight and Soarin’ were led into the dining room by a server.

Shining looked towards his sister and more importantly to the colt she was dating. ‘Great, not only is my sister dating, but she is dating a showcolt,’ Shining thought as he recognized his Wonderbolt uniform.

“Shining,” Twilight exclaimed as she rushed over to embrace her big brother. “It’s so nice to see you again.”

“It’s nice to see you too, Twily,” Shining said returning the embrace. After a few minutes Twilight took her seat next to her brother.

Soarin’ got into his seat and turned to Twilight’s brother. “Hello Captain Armor. My name is Soarin’ and it’s nice to meet you,” Soarin’ greeted.

“Hmm,” Shining said pulling his head out of menu pretending he didn’t hear Soarin’. “Oh, nice to meet you Glidin’,” he said before immediately putting his head back into the menu.

“Uh, it’s Soarin’,” the Wonderbolt corrected.

“Yeah, sure,” the guard captain said not bothering to look up at Soarin’.

‘Ok Cadence warned me about this, so I just need to let him get to know me.’ Soarin’ could tell that Shining didn’t seem too fond of him, but he is glad it went better than when he met Twilight’s father.

A grey unicorn stallion quickly shuffled into the room. “Good evening, I hope you are enjoying your evening. I’ll be your waiter for the night,” the grey unicorn stated. He turned to Twilight. “Can I get a drink for the lovely unicorn,” he asked.

“Uh...,” Twilight stalled looking over the menu. “I’ll have a glass of grape juice, please.”

“Excellent choice, and for the… Pegasus?” the waiter asked.

“I’ll have a glass of your finest sparkling apple cider,” Soarin’ replied.

“Yes of course, I’ll be back with your drinks,” he said shuffling out.

The four ponies enjoyed their dinner. Twilight was happy to be able to catch up with her brother and her sister-in-law, and they were happy to see Twilight. Soarin’ couldn’t help but think that Shining didn’t like him. Every time Soarin’ tried to talk to him he seemed to have some excuse: like he didn’t hear what Soarin’ said, he wasn’t paying attention, or Shining was suddenly talking to his wife. The fact that Shining wasn’t even trying to get to know Soarin’ depressed him a bit. ‘Twilight’s father doesn’t like. Her brother doesn’t seem to like me, and heck her mother didn’t talk to me. I hope she doesn’t hate me too.’ Soarin’ realizes that he didn’t start too well with Crescent, so that partial explains Crescent’s behavior, but he was sure he did everything right when he met Shining. ‘Well the only thing I can do is continue to try and get on their good sides.’

The waiter shuffled back into the room. “Here are your checks,” he said handing Soarin’ and Shining their respective bills.

Soarin’ opened up and the check and looked it over. ‘Ok, 300 bits, but with the 30% off for the couple’s discount I should be good.’ He looked to make sure the discount was listed, but it wasn’t. ‘Where’s our discount? I know I told the waiter that we were a couple.’ Soarin’ was beginning to get nervous, because he was short sixty bits and he didn’t want to ask Twilight for the money. ‘I know I can go ask the waiter. It was probably a simple mistake.’ Soarin’ got out of his seat with the bill in his mouth, and began to head for the door.

“Where are you going Soarin’?” Twilight asked.

“There is a mistake on the bill. I am going to get it fixed,” Soarin’ explained. He left the room and began to look around for their waiter. The restaurant was packed with couples enjoying romantic dinners. While a majority of the patrons were unicorns and a few earth ponies, Soarin’ seemed to be the only Pegasus there. After a while of searching for his waiter, a white unicorn with grey hair and black tux approached him.

“Hello, I am the manager,” he greeted. “Is there something I can help you with?”

Soarin’ took the bill out of his mouth and held it with is hoof. “There is a mistake on our bill,” he said handing him the bill.

“Where is your party located?”

“In the Celestial room,” Soarin’ answered.

The manager carefully reviewed the bill and looked back to Soarin’. “Everything seems fine to me,” he said.

“There should be the couple’s discount on there,” Soarin’ said.

“Oh yes, your waiter asked me about that. I looked into it and I told him not the include it,” the manager explained.

“Why?”

“You have to be a couple to the discount,” the unicorn said dryly.

Soarin’ was starting to get upset. “That unicorn mare in there, Twilight, is my marefriend. We are a couple,” Soarin’ stated raising his voice slightly.

“Yeah sure she is, and let me guess now you’re going to tell me that Princess Celestia is your mother,” the unicorn stallion said sarcastically. “You can pay the bill as is or wash dishes,” he explained before trotting off.

Soarin’ returned to the Celestial room. When he walked in Cadence was talking to Twilight about the gala. Soarin’ was glad Twilight wasn’t looking at him. He felt embarrassed that he couldn’t pay for their dinner and had was going to have to ask her for some bits.

“Hey Soarin’, did you get everything fixed?” Twilight asked noticing her date’s return.

“Uh sort of,” Soarin’ replied. Soarin’ hung his head low and he didn’t want to do this, but he knew that he had to. “Uh Twilight…”

“Yes Soarin’.”

“Do you have some bits I could borrow,” Soarin’ said staring at his front hooves. “I’m a little short.” Soarin’ didn’t even want to see how Shining reacted to his request. He doesn’t seem to like me, and don’t think this would help any. He just hoped that Twilight won’t be mad.

“Sure Soarin’,” Twilight said. “I thought we would be splitting the bill.”

“Thanks, I need sixty bits,” Soarin’ said. He was relieved that Twilight wasn’t upset or didn’t seem upset. “I’ll pay you back.”

“It’s ok Soarin’, “ she said pulling out her bits. “Here they are, sixty bits.”

“Thanks,” Soarin’ replied grabbing the bag of bits. He got all the bits together and gave them to the waiter. He just wanted to leave. ‘Next time we go out, we’ll eat at the Golden Pegasus.’

The four ponies got up from the seats and headed for the exit. Twilight turned her head to look at Soarin’. “Hey Soarin’, my mom asked if we could stop by at home after dinner,” Twilight said. “Is that ok with you?”

“That’s fine,” he said. ‘Maybe I’ll get another chance to get on her father’s good side.'

“Shining and Cadence are going to be there too.”

Soarin’ looked back at the guard captain and the pink alicorn trotting behind them. ‘Well at least Cadence likes me.’

“Twilight,” Cadence called out. “You and Soarin’ can walk ahead. I need to have a word with my husband.

“Ok, see you two there,” Twilight said.

Cadence and Shining slowed there pace. “What did you want to talk about Cadence?” Shining asked. He wasn’t sure what his wife wanted to talk about.

“What were you trying to do back at dinner?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” Shining lied.

“Shining Armor you know very well what I am talking about,” Cadence said in an authoritative tone. “I asked you to get to know Soarin’, not give him the third degree.” Shining opened his mouth to respond but Cadence cut him off. “I know he is dating your little sister, and I understand that I want to protect her, but you should at least the colt a chance.”

“But…”

“Do you love me Shiny?” Cadence asked. She surprised Shining.

“Of course I love you Cadence.”

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes I trust you,” Shining answered.

“Then trust me when I say that Soarin’ is a nice colt, and that you will like him once you get to know him,” Cadence said.

“Fine,” Shining grumbled.

“When we get home you are going to apologize to Soarin’ for your behavior,” Cadence said.

Shining was afraid to ask. “If I don’t?”

“Then you will be sleeping in the barracks the rest of the week, alone,” she answered.

“But it’s going to be freezing,” Shining exclaimed.

“I know, so I suggest you apologize,” Cadence said. “Also, don’t forget about what happened before our wedding. You thought Twilight was being possessive because she didn’t you to get married to me. You told her she wasn’t invited to the wedding anymore.”

“Yeah, but I was going to marry a changeling.”

“You didn’t know that at the time. You should at least give him a chance,” the pink alicorn said. “If you don’t do it for me, then do it for Twilight.”

Shining didn’t want to agree, but he knew his wife was right. He was furious at Twilight after her outburst and she gave Cadence a chance. ‘I didn’t even give him a chance.’ Shining agreed and soon after they reached the Sparkle household. When they entered the house, Soarin’ was sitting by the fire and Twilight was with her parents in the kitchen. Cadence guided Shining to go sit near Soarin’ as she trotted off to the kitchen.

Shining sat down next to Soarin’. “Hey Flyin’… I mean Soarin’,” he greeted. “I’m sorry about how I behaved earlier.”

Soarin’ turned to look at the white unicorn. “It’s ok; you are just trying to look out for Twilight.”

“No. I should have tried to get to know you; instead of trying to scare you off,” Shining said.

Soarin’ smiled. “Twilight told me how close you to are and I glad I got to meet you,” Soarin’ said offering a hoof to Shining.

“It’s nice to meet you too,” Shining replied. He grabbed Soarin’s hoof and shook. "Just be careful with Twilight."

"I will."

Shining got up and turned towards the kitchen and see how his parents were doing. Soarin’ sat next to the crackling fire. ‘I’m glad that Shining Armor is giving me a chance, but I still don’t know what her mother thinks of me.‘ Just as he thought that, said mare made her way into the quaint living room with a small smile on her face. She took a seat next the stallion.

“I always love sitting by the fire on a cold winter's night,” Star said.

“It’s nice to meet you Mrs. Sparkle,” Soarin’ greeted.

“I’m glad I got to meet the colt who is falling for my daughter,” Star said happily. “Did you like your evening?”

“Yeah, but I wouldn’t be surprised if Twilight is upset at me.”

Star crocked her head in confusion. “What do you mean?” she inquired.

“This night was supposed to be perfect, but everything went wrong,” Soarin’ explained. “First we were supposed to take a chariot to Canterlot, but another couple took it so we had to take the train. We arrived at the gala and late. I ruined my first impression for her father and now I think he hates me. I even had to ask her for bits to pay for dinner,” Soarin’ said. “I mean I’m her coltfriend I should be able to pay for dinner. To make it worse we were supposed to take our chariot back to Ponyville, but we can’t. The train isn’t running and I don’t know where she is going to stay tonight.”

“First, I would like to apologize for about how my husband acted,” she said sympathetically. “Second, I am pretty sure Twilight loved her night with you.”

“Why do you say that?” he asked.

“It’s almost like how my first date with Crescent went,” she said.

Soarin’ was curious. “Why did he kiss you in front of your father?” he asked.

“No, but he felt like everything went wrong. When I got home he kissed me on the check. I was surprised because I didn’t expect it,” she told Soarin’. “Well he saw my shock and I thought I was mad at him and that I would tell him that I didn’t want to see him anymore.”

“What did you do? Soarin’ asked.

“Kind of like what Twilight did to you tonight. I tackled him to the ground and showed how to properly kiss a mare,” she said happily reminiscing on the night. “That night was one of the best of my life because I got to spend it with somepony I care about, and I’m sure Twilight feels that same.”

“Really?” he asked.

"Really," she said. “Oh, you and Twilight can stay here tonight,” Star offered.

“I was going to fly…”

“When I asked it wasn’t a request, I would like to get to know you,” she explained. “I’ll give you and Twilight some time,” she said.

Soarin’ looked behind him and saw Twilight standing she had already taken her dress off. She trotted over as her mother left. She sat and snuggled up to Soarin’. “You heard everything. Didn’t you?” Soarin’ asked.

“Yes, I did.”

“I’m sorry for messing up your night,” he apologized.

“You didn’t mess up our night. I loved it because I spent it with you and you did everything you could to make sure I’m happy and I appreciate it,” Twilight said looking into Soarin’s eyes. “Oh, I would love to spend the night at my parent’s.”

Soarin’ was happy. Twilight’s mother liked him and her brother was warming up to him. He was just glad that he was cuddled up to his mare and he was going to enjoy her company. Two ponies fell asleep next to the fire; enjoying the comfort of each other’s company.

Star Sparkle trotted into the small dimly light living room. She looked at the sleeping couple and she couldn’t help but smile. ‘They are just like Crescent and I when we started dating.’ She was glad that her daughter found a nice colt and she could tell he was a good colt. You could say it was a mare’s intuition, but she knew that Soarin’ was right for her daughter, and she hoped that they stay together. Something about Soarin' was familiar to her. Sure he kind of reminded her of her husband, but he looked familiar, and his name sounded familiar. When she meet him earlier she brushed it off because is a Wonderbolt, but that is not it. 'I swear I met this colt before... I guess it's not that important.'

She quietly trotted up to her sleeping daughter and kissed her goodnight. “Goodnight Twilight, I’m glad you found love,” she said in a motherly tone. She stayed for a few moments before returning to her room and her husband. It was a love filled night in Equestria.

***

Celestia was heading to he personal bed chambers. Her eyes were drooping slightly and she was ready to get some rest. The gala went perfectly and Luna's moon-rise even rivaled her sunrise for the Summer Sun Celebration. She was happy that there are ponies who were enjoying her sister's night.

"Your highness... Your Highness," Celestia heard a stallion call out to her. She turned to see the source of the noise and saw a white unicorn stallion galloping towards her. "Your majesty, I have important news to relay to you."

"What is it?" the princess asked.

"Did you know that your student is dating a pegasus?"

"Yes, I did," Celestia answered curtly.

"Well it is the opinion of the court that..."

"Stop right there," Celestia interrupted. She knew what he was going to say. That the court doesn't approve a well know unicorn like Twilight was dating a pegasus. 'Twilight is my faithful student and Soarin' is a son to me. They both deserve to be happy together.'

"I hope you were about to say that the court would like to congratulate Twilight on finding love," Celestia said slyly.

"But, Princess it is an embarrassment..."

"I for one, am happy for them," Celestia said. She could sense the stallion was getting nervous. "Also, by insinuating that my student is making a 'bad' decision what are insinuating about my teaching?"

"Nothing!" he exclaimed.

"Well I taught my student that love is a special thing, and should always be cherished," the princess explained. "I don't know why my court has to consistantly show it's prejudice against pegasi/unicorn relationships. I for one am tired of it."

The unicorn stallion was scared. He was starting to shack. "Please don't banish me to the moon!" he yelled goveling at the Princess's hooves.

'Why does everypony think I'm going to send them to the moon? I had to banish Nightmare Moon to save my subjects.' The princess tried to pry the shaking stallion off her forehooves. "Please stand up, I'm not sending you to the moon," Celestia said trying to calm him down.

The stallion slowly stood back up. "I'm sorry about my outburst," he apologized. "That wasn't very regal of me."

"Yes of course. Tell the rest of the court that I approve of Twilight relationship and it is not an issue they need to worry about," she explained. "Now if you will excuse me, I need to get some rest." Celestia continued to her bed chamber.

The stallion simply stood there in stunned silence.

Love and Family - Ch. 1

The sun was setting in Equestria. Soarin’ and Twilight have been dating for almost six months now and with each passing day Soarin’ has found himself loving Twilight more and more. Much has changed since he started dating Twilight. He has becoming good friends with her brother, Shining Armor, and he has gotten close to Star Sparkle, Twilight’s mother. Although Crescent is still hostile towards Soarin’, and no matter how hard he has tried Soarin’ can’t figure out why.

Now Soarin’ was speeding to Ponyville. He had just left a training session for the Wonderbolts. He promised he would let Twilight make him a special dinner and he was already for late. A few days earlier Twilight had an important magic exam and the night before Soarin’ stayed up with. He helped her study and just let her know that he was there for her. The next morning he made her breakfast and made sure she was ready. Twilight was grateful for what Soarin’ she wanted to make him dinner to thank him. ‘This isn’t the first time I’ve been late for a date.’ Every time Soarin’ has been late or flat out missed a date with Twilight he felt guilty. Twilight always tells him that ‘it’s ok’ or ‘I understand’, but Soarin’ can’t help but feel he is disappointing her. All he can hope is that he is not too late tonight.

By the time Soarin’ reached Ponyville, the sun was set and the bright white moon was high in the night sky. Soarin’ touched down at the front door of the Golden Oaks library. He quickly entered the library and noticed that the main reading room was dark, but he saw a small light emanating from the kitchen. He quickly trotted into the kitchen. “Hey Twilight sorry that I’m late, there were a lot of fans…” The room was empty; the only source of light was a dimly lit candle. On the table sat two chopped salads, a bottle of grape juice, and a golden apple pie in the shape of a heart. ‘Good going Soarin’, you missed another date.’ Soarin’ then realized that Twilight was probably in her room waiting for him. Soarin’ made his way up to her bedroom. ‘At least I can spend the night with her.’ He quietly trotted up to Twilight’s room. When he reached her door he could her Twilight talking. ‘She must not know that I’m here.’

Twilight was laying on her bed sobbing. Her eyes were bloodshot and tears were streaming down her face. “Where’s Soarin’?” she asked no pony in particular. “I wish he was here… He missed dinner, but he probably has a good reason… He still loves me, doesn’t he…? I just miss him so much…” Twilight cried. She just wished that Soarin’ could be here, so that she could feel the warmth and comfort of his hooves around her body and the wonderful scent of his mane.

Soarin’ was still standing outside of Twilight room. Tears starting roll down his face. ‘Good job Soarin’, Twilight is crying because of you.’ Soarin’ began to gently flap his wings and flew into the dark bedroom. “Twilight,” Soarin’ called to her.

Twilight was shocked to hear his voice. She quickly began to wipe her eyes; she didn’t want Soarin’ to know she was crying because she didn’t want him to worry. “Hi, Soarin’,” Twilight greeted faking a smile.

Soarin’ touched down on her bed. He wrapped his hooves around Twilight and dug his muzzle into her mane. “I’m sorry Twilight. I’m sorry that I’m late,” Soarin’ apologized.

“It’s ok Soarin’.”

“No Twilight it’s not,” Soarin’ said. “I promised to be here and I wasn’t. Will please forgive me.”

“Of course I will Soarin’,” Twilight reassured him. “I love you.”

“I love you too Twilight and I always will.”

The ponies laid down on the bed and Twilight used her magic to cover her and Soarin’ with her blanket. She snuggled into Soarin’s side and soon fell asleep.

Soarin’ stayed awake a little while watching Twilight sleep. He occasionally ran a hoof through her mane. “I’ll make it up to Twilight,” he whispered. “I promise that I will always love you and I’ll always be here for you.” Soarin’ rested his head on his pillow and pulled Twilight closer to him. He fell asleep with his mare in his hooves.

Twilight rolled over on her bed. Bright rays from Celestia’s sun invaded her bedroom. She yawned as she slowly sat up in her bed. ‘That was a wonderful night, I’m glad Soarin’ showed up.’ Twilight never really thought she would be an affectionate pony, but she always liked it when Soarin’ could stay the night so she can fall asleep in his hooves. It always made her happy. She looked next to her and saw her bed was surprisingly empty ‘Where’s Soarin’?’

“Soarin’… Soarin’…” she called out. Twilight knew he had a practice today. ‘I guess he left already… I wish he was still here or at least said good bye.’ She grabbed her pillow and hugged it. She could still smell the scent of his mane. She dug her muzzle into the pillow and pretended it was Soarin’ she was hugging. ‘Why can’t you be here with me?’

Then Twilight heard what sounded like… hoof steps? She looked over to the door and saw Soarin’ trot in with a wide smile on her face. He was carrying a tray of food in his hooves. ‘He’s still here… S-Soarin’ is still here.’ Twilight smiled.

“Good morning Twilight,” Soarin’ greeted placing the tray in front of Twilight.

“You didn’t have to make me breakfast,” Twilight said. Twilight looked at the clock next to on her nightstand. “Soarin’ don’t you have practice?” Twilight asked. “You’re going to be late.”

“I didn’t have to, but I wanted to,” Soarin’ said sitting next to the bed. “You made a wonderful dinner for me last night and I missed it, so I wanted to make it up to you. I made you your favorite: blueberry pancakes and haybacon with a glass of apple cider,” Soarin’ said. “Also, don’t worry about me being late for practice. Spitfire will understand, plus I’d rather spend my morning with you.”

“Thanks Soarin’, you’re the best coltfriend I could ever ask for,” she said pulling him into a hug.

“It’s nothing Twilight. I just want you to be happy,” Soarin’ said. “Now go ahead and eat your breakfast.”

“What about you?” Twilight asked noticing there was only food for one pony. “What are you going to eat?”

“I kind of already ate,” Soarin’ said.

"You ate that pie didn’t you,” Twilight said slyly.

“You know me well,” Soarin’ chuckled.

“I’m glad you liked it. I made it from a recipe I got from Applejack,” Twilight explained.

“Well it tasted amazing; just like you,” Soarin’ said placing a kiss on her check.

Redness swiftly spread across Twilight’s face. “Soarin’ why do you always know how to make me blush?” she asked. Twilight continued to eat her freshly made breakfast. While she did Soarin’ simply sat with her and talked to her. After she was finished Soarin’ took the empty tray down to the kitchen and returned.

“That was really good, Soarin’,” Twilight said hugging the stallion. “Thanks.” Twilight always loved when Soarin’ made her breakfast, he was an amazing cook.

“It’s nothing,” Soarin’ said.

“Our sixth month anniversary is this Thursday,” Twilight stated.

Soarin’ couldn’t believe that in two days it would six months since they started dating. To Soarin’ the six months felt more like six years. “I know, I just wish the Wonderbolts didn’t have a public practice in Trotingham, so we could do something together,” Soarin’ said remorsefully. He wished that he could celebrate that day with the mare he loves and not thousands of fans.

“Is our plan for the weekend still on?” Twilight ask placing a hoof on Soarin’s shoulder.

“It is and from sun down on Friday to sun up and Monday I am all yours.” Soarin’ was serious this weekend was going to be Twilight’s and there will no distractions. Soarin’ looked over at the clock and noticed the time. He knew Spitfire would understand that I’m late, but I do have to show up for part of the training. He sighed. ‘I don’t want to leave, but I have too.’ Soarin’ looked to his marefriend. “I guess I have to get going.”

“Yeah… I’ll see you this weekend…?” Twilight asked.

“I’ll see you then,” Soarin’ said. He moved head towards Twilight’s and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. “Goodbye… I love you.”

“I love you too…”

Soarin’ slowly made his way out of the library and took off towards the Wonderbolt’s HQ in Cloudsdale.

***

Spitfire had just gotten out of the showers in the locker rooms. It was another successful training session. The team had learned a new routine for upcoming shows, but something was bugging her. Soarin’ very distant today, he arrived at practice two hours late and didn’t say a word. He did his drills and learned the routine. ‘He probably just has a lot on his mind,' Spitfire thought trotting through the Wonderbolt’s HQ. She already tried the locker room and he wasn’t there and now she was headed up to his office. She trotted down the long corridor and stopped at a door that said

Flight Commander Soarin’, CWO

She opened the door and saw Soarin’ sitting at his desk, lost in thought. “Hey Soarin’, are you ok?”

“Yeah… I’m sorry I was late, I needed to spend some time with Twilight,” Soarin’ explained.

“It’s ok,” Spitfire said. Normally Spitfire would tease her friend a bit, but it didn’t feel right. “Is everything ok with Twilight?”

“It was when I left, but I started thinking on the flight here and during practice…,” Soarin’ stated. “I was late to my dinner with Twilight. When I got there the food was sitting on the table and Twilight gave up waiting for me.”

“I’m sorry Soarin’.”

“Do you know how many dates I’ve been late too, heck how many I missed entirely do to duties for the Wonderbolts, and last night was the worst. I got there and Twilight was upstairs crying her eyes out because I wasn’t there,” Soarin’ say tears starting to drip down in face. “She tried to hide her tears, but I saw them. She keeps telling me everything is ok, but I don’t everything is ok. I can’t help but that I am slowly breaking her heart.”

Spitfire hated seeing her friend like this. She knew he loved Twilight and that Twilight loved him. ‘I want those two to be happy, but this is the reason Wonderbolts don’t date.’ Spitfire sighed. “Soarin’…”

“This Thursday is out sixth month anniversary and I won’t even see her, I'm sorry Twilight I love you, but a couple thousand fans are in Trotingham are more important than you. What kind of coltfriend am I?”

“Soarin’ you’re an amazing coltfriend,” Spitfire said trying to cheer him up.

“Then why do I feel like am only hurting her?” Soarin’ asked. Soarin' couldn't get the image of Twilight crying out of his head.

“Soarin’ are you still thinking about…?” Spitfire asked.

“Yes, I was planning on proposing to her this weekend,” Soarin’ said looking at a small black box sitting on his desk. Soarin’ wish he knew how he could fix this. He loved being a Wonderbolt, but he also loved Twilight. Twilight is the mare of his dreams and he wants to be her husband, but the life of Wonderbolt will always be a strain on their relationship and he knew it. It would come down to Twilight or the Wonderbolts; his dream or his mare. He knew the choice he had to make. “Spitfire I’m not going to be at the practice in Trotingham," Soarin' said looking Spitfire in the eye. His tears had dried up.

“Why?” Spitfire asked.

“I need to make a promise to Twilight,” Soarin’ said pulling a letter out of his desk. “I’m going to be in Canterlot for next couple of days if you need me.”

“Ok, Soarin’,” the fiery mare said. “Good luck with Twilight.”

“Thanks ‘Fire.” Soarin’ hesitantly picked up the letter and gave it to his Captain. “I know you are not going to like this, but I want you to accept this.”

“What is it?” Spitfire asked looking at the letter.

“My resignation from the Wonderbolts,” Soarin’ stated. “Before you say it, I know. I loved my time with the ‘Bolts, but I love Twilight and I want to settle down with her and maybe eventually have a family. I can’t be a part-time husband Spitfire. I need to do this,” he explained.

Spitfire wanted slap him and tell him he throwing away his life, but he was right. She wanted him to stay on the Wonderbolts, but she’s his friend and she wanted him to be happy and if that meant leaving the ‘Bolts she had to support him. “Ok Soarin’,” the mare answered somberly “On one condition.”

“What’s that?” Soarin’ asked.

“If I can be your best mare.”

“I wouldn’t want any other way. Thanks ‘Fire” the Pegasus stallion said hugging his captain.

“No problem Soar. I’ll get at the paperwork done. Now go get your mare,” she said pushing him out the door of his office. “You hopeless romantic.”

‘That sounds like Spitfire.’ He made his way to his room and began to pack his things. He had to get ready for his trip to Canterlot. His first stop, Canterlot castle there was a pony there that he needed to talk to.

Love and Family - Ch. 2

Soarin’ was happily trotting through Canterlot castle. The halls of the majestic palace were filled with sounds of clopping hooves and idle chatter from the sophisticated royals who inhabited them. As Soarin’ trotted he thought of the events of the previous day. ‘I can’t believe I’m not going to be a Wonderbolt anymore.’ It has been Soarin’s dream to be a Wonderbolt since he was a colt and he has loved every year he spent touring with the team. He was going to miss flying with the talented pegasi, but this wasn’t about him, this was for Twilight. ‘Twilight’s happiness comes before mine.’ To Soarin’, giving up his dream was worth it if it meant spending the rest of his life with the mare that he loved, and that every day he will fall asleep and wake up with her by his side.

Soarin’ entered a room. There were a few well-dressed unicorns waiting in the corner and a white unicorn guard standing guard at the corridor leading to Princess Celestia’s private dining room. “Hello Captain Armor,” Soarin’ greeted. “Where is the Sergeant-at-Arms?”

“Hey Soarin’, the sergeant is sick with the feather flu, so I am taking his shift for today,” Shining explained. “I don’t have time to talk, but is there something I can do for you?”

“I would like an audience with Princess Celestia,” Soarin’ stated. He heard the scoffs of the unicorns waiting behind him.

“You aren’t the only one,” Shining said. “The Princess is getting ready for her lunch, so you might be waiting a while.”

“Can you tell her that I’m here, and that I want to talk about the rising sun,” Soarin’ said.

“Sure, but don’t expect much,” Shining stated warily as he headed out.

‘Rising sun’ was a code word Celestia told him to use if he need to talk to her. As he waited he could hear the unicorn ponies talking about him. He just ignored them, but one of them looked familiar he couldn’t quite remember from where though.

As soon as the armored pony left, he returned. “Soarin’,” Shining announced with a confused look on his face. “The Princess requests that you join her for lunch. Right this way,” the blue maned unicorn motioned him through the door. “You must be close to the Princess because she never talks business during lunch.”

“Well it’s not really business and it’s a long story,” Soarin’ explained. “Who were those ponies back there waiting?"

“Representatives from the sun and moon,” Shining explained. “Ever since the Princess found out about that stunt they pulled on you and Twilight she looked into them. It turns out you two weren’t the only couple they discriminated against, so the Princess pulled their endorsement of the restaurant and stopped dinning there,” he said. “They have been coming here for weeks trying to get Princess Celestia to change her mind.”

“Really?”

"Yeah." They soon reached a large set of gilded doors. “Here we are the Princess is waiting,” Shining said opening the door.

Soarin’ entered the dining room as the door magically shut behind him. He trotted over to the dining table and saw that Celestia was sitting alone sipping her tea. Soarin’ slowly approached her. “Good afternoon Princess,” Soarin’ greeted.

Celestia slowly turned her head and smile when she saw Soarin’. “Hello Soarin’, come and sit,” Celestia said waving him towards the table.

Soarin’ trotted over and sat at the ornate table.

“It is nice to see you. I hope everything is well,” Celestia said placing a daisy sandwich on Soarin’s plate.

“Things are going good,” Soarin’ answered before taking a bite out of his sandwich. "I’m taking Twilight out dinner tomorrow.”

“Twilight is a lucky mare, any special occasion?”

“Yes, it is our sixth month anniversary,” Soarin’ explained. “I also plan to… uh… propose to her.”

“That’s wonderful Soarin’.” Celestia was happy to hear that her son was going to propose to his marefriend, but something was nagging her. ‘Son… Soarin’ will always be my colt, but does he see me as a mother? I know he said he appreciated what I did for him, but am I a mother to him or just a princess?’ Celestia wished that when she meet him, that she raised him instead of sending him to live in Cloudsdale with Spitfire and her mother Fire Fly. She wished she could have been a mother.

Soarin’ stopped eating, he noticed that the princess’s usual warm smile was gone and she was staring blankly. “Princ… I mean Celestia, are you ok? Is something wrong?” Soarin’ asked worried about the princess.

“Oh… I’m sorry Soarin’,” Celestia said looking at the Pegasus. “I was just thinking”

“About what,” Soarin’ asked.

Celestia sighed. She didn’t want to talk to Soarin’ about this, but she remembered telling her student to never be afraid to talk about you feelings. She had to ask. “Soarin’ you have grown into an amazing stallion, and I remember when you were just a colt… What I’m trying to say is you are my son and you always will be,” Celestia said. She took a deep breath. “What I want to know is do you see me as a mother? A real mother.”

“Of course you are my mother,” Soarin’ said. Soarin’ could tell that Celestia was upset. Her usual smile was replaced with a small frown.

It was very rare for Celestia to feel ashamed. She hung her head low. “Some mother I was… I sent you off to Clousdale and my own son was nothing more than a line item on my schedule,” Celestia said softly. “I was no better than your real parents.”

“Never compare yourself to those ponies,” Soarin’ said raising his voice. “You were an amazing mother. You never hit me, you cared for me. You didn’t insulted or degraded me, you supported me,” Soarin’ went on, tears welling in his eyes. “You never ignored my cries for help, you protected me. My parents never loved me. I was only a mistake to them, but you loved and cared for me and for that you will always be my mother… my mom.” Soarin’s tears were know rolling down his matted checks. He loved his mom and didn’t like seeing her upset.

“Soarin’…” Celestia said moving closer to the crying stallion and held him close. “Please don’t cry my colt… my son,” She said gently wiping his tears. “I love you son.”

“I love you too mom,” Soarin’ said wrapping his hooves around the white alicorn.

Celestia always savored the moments she could spend with Soarin’. She just wanted to sit there holding her son. It reminded her of when he was colt. “How long will you be in Canterlot?”

“A few days,” Soarin’ answered.

“Do you have any place to stay?”

“No.”

“You can stay in a suite in the castle,” Celestia said.

“Thanks, I appreciate it.”

Soarin’ finished his lunch with his mother. They talked about the times when Celestia would visit Soarin’ when he was a colt. “This was a nice lunch,” Soarin’ said. “Thanks for seeing me today.”

“It is always nice to see you. I’m sorry but I have business to attend to,” Celestia said walking Soarin’ to the door. "One of the guards will guide you to your suite, oh and Soarin’ you are a true gentlecolt for what are doing for Twilight,” Celestia said.

“What do you mean?” Soarin’ inquired.

“Giving up your position on the Wonderbolts for her,” the white alicorn stated. “You must truly love her and my student is lucky to have you.”

Soarin’ was shocked. He wasn’t sure how she knew what him leaving the ‘Bolts. “How did you know about that?” Soarin’ asked. Soarin’ was getting nervous he didn’t wanted it to be a surprise for Twilight.

“The paperwork was sent to me last night for my review,” Celestia explained. “Don’t worry Spitfire made sure that it won’t be announced until you after you propose.”

Soarin’ sighed in relief. “Thanks, I’m going to get settled. I’ll see you some other time.”

“Goodbye Soarin’,” Celestia said waving goodbye.

***

Twilight was sitting in her bedroom organizing her research. She felt worried so she was trying to keep her mind occupied. It has only been a day since she had seen Soarin’, but it felt like a year. Sometimes she wished Soarin’ would leave the Wonderbolt’s, but she thinking about that made her feel worse. Being a Wonderbolt was his dream and she couldn’t ask him to give it up. It would be like Soarin’ asking her to give up magic or reading. She just wished she could see him more and she didn’t have the nagging feeling in the back of her mind. The one that told her every time she saw him it was going to be the time Soarin’ told her he couldn’t see her anymore. She knew it didn’t make sense and that Soarin’ loved her, but that stop it from scaring her or keeping her up at night. She sighed realizing that she hasn’t made any progress in her organization.

“Uh Twilight what are you doing?” Spike asked.

Twilight turned her head and saw her assistant standing with an envelope in his hand.

“Organizing my research notes,” she answered.

“Whatever you say Twilight,” Spike said. “You got a letter from Soarin’.”

Twilight used her magic and quickly grabbed the letter.

“I’ll be downstairs if you need me.”

Twilight opened the letter and started to read it.

Dear Twilight,

I hope everything is going good for you. I know that this Thursday is our sixth anniversary and that I have a practice for the Wonderbolts, but I have been thinking and it’s not right. That day is supposed to yours, ours, and I need to celebrate it with you. So, I’m taking you out to dinner so we can enjoy our night together. Meet me in Canterlot tomorrow at the Golden Pegasus at 5 pm. I love you Twilight and I can’t wait to see you.

With Love,

Soarin’

P.S: Our plans for the weekend are still on.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!” Twilight yelled giddily hopping around the room. She couldn’t wait for her date.

***

Soarin’ sat in the suite that Celestia generously let him stay in. It was large ornate room, with a fireplace and canopy bed. Sitting by the bed sat a small picture of Twilight. He always took it with him to remind him of his mare. It was what made that room a home to him. He bought an apple pie from a local bakery and had it for dinner. He was planning on visiting Twilight’s parents in the morning.

*knock* *knock*

‘Who could that be,’ Soarin’ thought as he trotted towards the door. Opening it he was met by a grey unicorn mare. He recognized her as Twilight’s mom. “Hello Mrs. Sparkle,” he greeted.

“It’s Star, not ‘Mrs. Sparkle’ you are making me feel old,” Star joked. “It’s nice to see you Soarin’. Can I come in?”

“Of course,” Soarin’ said letting the mare in. “Is there something I can do for you?”

“I heard from my son, Shining, that you were in town and I wanted to talk to you,” the mare explained. The two ponies sat a small table. She looked around the room and saw the picture of Twilight sitting on the nightstand. “That’s a nice picture of Twilight you have,” she commented.

“It is, that is her when I took her out for Hearts and Hooves day,” Soarin’ said. “I always try to keep it with me.”

“Why?” Star asked, “If you don’t mind me asking.”

“So in a way Twilight is always with me,” Soarin’ said. “I know it sounds kind of stupid.”

“No it’s not. It’s sweet of you,” the unicorn reassured him.

“Did you want to talk about Twilight?”

“No,” Star answered quickly. “When I first meet you, I thought I recognized you, but I brushed off because you were a Wonderbolt. I’ve been thinking and I have met you before; when you were a colt.”

Soarin’ was starting to get nervous. ‘Where is she going with this?’

“I wanted to talk to you about your parents,” she said calmly.

“They died on my sixth birthday,” Soarin’ lied. “What’s there to talk about?”

“No they didn’t Soarin’,” Star retorted.

Soarin’ gulped. He didn’t know how she knew that his parents weren’t dead. What worried him more was if she was going to tell Twilight?

Star noticed Soarin’ staring to shake and his eyes were darting around the room. She could tell he was nervous. “Soarin’ what they did to you was unspeakable,” Star exclaimed. “Before you ask I haven’t told Twilight. This is something you need to tell her, when you are ready, but I want to know what happened. Why did they hurt you?”

“It’s not something I like to talk about,” Soarin’ said. “I have only talked about with Spitfire and my adoptive mother.”

“Princess Celestia…”

‘How does she know that?’ Soarin’ was confused. How did she know that the sun Princess was his mother? “How did you know that?” he asked.

“I will tell you, if tell what happened with you parents.” Over the time Soarin’ dated her daughter she really got to know him. She thought highly of him as a gentlecolt and sweetheart. She was glad he was dating her daughter. She wanted to know what happened to him.

He didn’t like talking about his parents, but there was something about her. Twilight’s mother was very caring. He knew could trust her. “Ok.” Soarin’ took a deep breath. “It started when I was four and I taught myself how to fly…”

Love and Family - Ch. 3

Soarin’ told Star about his parents. How they never really cared for him. He told her about the time when his father would come home and beat him and how he would call out for his mother’s protection and she would ignore him. Tears were running down his face. For the longest time he blamed himself for what his parents did to and it always bothered him, but being with Twilight made it better.

Star was appalled and she was on the verge on crying herself. She had her hooves wrapped around him and she comforted him like a mother would comfort a foal. The thought that a pony would do that to their own foal made her sick.

“On my sixth birthday my dad particularly upset because he got turned down for a promotion to Captain. He took it out on me because I was his ‘embarrassing Pegasus’ son was the reason for it,” Soarin’ said solemnly. “While he was hitting me I tried to fly away. He grabbed me with his magic and broke my left wing. That was when I told him I was going to run away and he told me that he wouldn’t miss me and he hoped that I would die.”

Star noticed that Soarin’ stopped. “It’s ok,” she said rubbing a hoof on his back.

"I spent five days living in an alley. I didn’t care because I wasn’t around my dad. I remember falling asleep one day and I woke and saw Princess Celestia standing over me. She took me to back to the castle and gave me a bath. She got a doctor to fix my wing and I…” Soarin’ began to choke up.

“You looked towards her for comfort and safety because that is what you desperately needed,” Star said. She pulled out of the embrace and sat next to the stallion.

“I did and the princess showed me love. She showed what it was like to have a parent that cared; to have a mother that loved her foal. I spent a few weeks living with Celestia in the castle. After that I moved in with Spitfire and her mother,” Soarin’ said his eyes starting to dry. “She would visit me whenever she could. She would help me with my homework, take me to the park, or just spend time with me,” Soarin’ said a small smile growing on his face.

“That’s good to hear Soarin’, anypony would lucky to have you as a son,” Star said. “Now I guess I owe you an explanation.”

“I guess.”

“I remember that it was a particularly cold winter night. I was visiting the Princess to request more funding for the Royal Observatory. I worked there with my husband and I still do. The guard led me to the medical wing…”

Star Sparkle followed the guard into the quite medical ward. It was mostly used for guards who caught the flu or something small like that, but she was lead into the Princess’s personal room. Star looked inside the room as the guard told the princess of her presence. Princess Celestia was sitting on a bed with a light blue Pegasus colt curled up next to her. She could hear their conversation.

“How does your wing feel?” Celestia asked looking at the cast wrapped around the colt’s wing.

“It still hurts a bit,” he responded timidly. “I’m getting tired.”

“Then get some rest my little pony,” the white alicorn said gentle draping the colt with her wing like a blanket.

The colt snuggled into the Princess. “Good night momm-,” Soarin’ tried to stop himself. He looked up to the Princess and saw a look of shock on her face. “I’m sorry, please don’t hurt me,” Soarin’ sped out, frantically back away from the Princess. His hit the head board and he tried to hide under the pillow.

The Princess slowly moved closer to the frightened colt. She picked him up and cradled him in her hooves. “It’s ok my little colt. Don’t be afraid. I would never hurt you,” she cooed in his ear. Celestia never saw herself as a mother, but her instinct told her he had to do this. She sat him down on the bed pillow and tucked him in. “Good night Soarin’,” she said softly placing a kiss on his forehead. “Sweet dreams my son.”

“Soon after the Princess asked me about what I did as a mother. I had a feeling she kept visiting you,” Star explained. “One thing I would like to know is: What ever happened to your parents?”

“I’m not sure, but Princess Celestia told me that they were paying for the crimes they committed.”

“That’s good to hear…” Star said. “Soarin’ is was nice to be able to talk to you, but I should probably get going. Crescent is going to wonder where I am,” Star said standing. “Soarin’ you are a great stallion and as long as you are with Twilight you are family to me. So that means if you ever need anything you can come to me.”

“I will and thanks.”

“Good night Soarin’,” the mare said preparing to head home.

“See you soon,” Soarin’ said waving good bye to the unicorn. Soon after Twilight’s mother left and got into to his bed. He drifted off to sleep, his thoughts filled with the mare he holds dearest.

Celestia silently sat on her neatly made bed. Celestia had very few pictures in her bed chambers. She had a picture of her faithful student, her sister, and her son. The picture of Soarin’ she cherished the most was taken at a mother’s day celebration in Ponyville. When Soarin’ was nine, Celestia took him to the celebration and they entered an apple pie eating contest. They won. In the picture there was a pink maned Pegasus sat with a young Soarin with gold medals around their necks. Princess Celestia smiled at the memory. She felt bad for hiding who she was when she was with Soarin’, but it was necessary to protect him. She sighed slowly placing the photo back on the nightstand.

“Hello dear sister,” a voice came from Celestia balcony.

Celestia turned and found her sister, Luna, standing on her balcony. “Hello Luna, your night is beautiful as usual,” Celestia commented.

“Thank you,” Luna said trotting over to her seated sister. “When were you going to tell me that you were a mother?”

Celestia was surprised at her sister's question. “I’m sorry Luna I haven’t told you yet,” Celestia apologized. “I was not trying to hide it from you.”

“I understand.”

“How did you find out about it?”

“When I was corrupted by Nightmare Moon I always tried to fight her corruption. While I was imprisoned on the moon the spirit would leave my body so I would suffer and hopefully break. When the Nightmare would leave me I would have enough magic so I would watch the dreams of sleeping ponies,” Luna explained. “One time I entered the dream of a colt named Soarin’. It was more a nightmare and I saw the abuse his parents put him through. I know foal abuse is rare, but I continued to view this colt’s dreams. I was worried about him, so I used what little magic I had to give him some refuge from the abuse in his sleep.”

“I continued to help him through help him, until one time his nightmare started to stop. Instead of dreaming about his parents, he dreamt about a mare that cared for him. A mare the love and cared for him, and that mare was you sister.”

“I’ve tried to be a good mother.”

“I’m sure you have been sister,” Luna stated. “I’m sorry but I have duties to attend to, I’ll see in the morning Tia.”

“Have a good night Luna, I’ll see you at breakfast.” Celestia rested her head and rested her eyes.

***

Soarin’ was trotting through the lively streets of Cantelot. He was wearing a simple white collar and black tie. He usually didn’t like dressing up, but this was important night and he wanted to look nice for Twilight. He was head towards the Sparkle household; he needed to talk to Twilight’s father. Soarin’ read that is tradition to ask the mare’s father for his blessing to propose. ‘I don’t need to ask, but I don’t want to hurt Twilight’s relationship with her father so I will.’

Soarin’ reached the Sparkle’s house.

*knock* *knock*

While Soarin’ waited for the door to be answered checked his saddle bag. Inside of it was a small black box holding a gold necklace with the charm in the shape his cutie mark, a winged lightning bolt. Soarin’ was nervous because in a few hours he is going to be asking Twilight is she wanted him to be her stallion and husband.

The door slowly opened and Soarin’ was greeted by Shining Armor.

“Hello Soarin’,” Shining greeted. “Aren’t you taking Twilight on a date?”

“Yes, but I need to talk to her dad, Crescent,” Soarin’ said fearing his conversation. He knew that Crescent didn’t like him and has no indication that he ever would, but he hoped that this might help. ‘Maybe when he knows I want to marry Twilight he might give me a chance.’

“Of course, he is in the kitchen,” Shining said letting Soarin’ in. “He’s right in there,” Shining lead him to the kitchen door. “Have a nice date with Twilight and be good to her.”

“I will.” Soarin’ entered the kitchen and saw Crescent sitting at the table. He was sipping a cup of coffee reading the newspaper. “Hello Mr. Sparkle,” the Wonderbolt greeted. Crescent set the paper down on the table and looked towards Soarin’. He knew that he wasn’t happy to see Soarin’.

“Don’t you have a date tonight?” he asked trying to keep his voice calm.

“Yes, but there is something I need to ask you.”

“What could the great Wonderbolt possible need?” Crescent asked sarcastically.

‘Ok Soarin’ just ask him,’ Soarin’ tried pump himself up. “I would… uh like your blessing to marry your daughter, Twilight,” Soarin’ asked.

“No,” Crescent replied curtly.

“What?” Soarin’ asked. ‘Did he say what I think he said?’

“I said no. I don’t want you to marry my daughter,” the unicorn explained. “And if you know what’s good for you, you will break up with Twilight and stop seeing her tonight.”

Soarin’ stood in stunned silence.

‘He doesn’t want me to marry her, why didn’t I expect that?’

Soarin’ loved Twilight and couldn’t break her heart, but he didn’t want to ruin her relationship with her father. ‘What if I propose and Crescent doesn’t want to see his daughter? I could never live with myself if I caused something like that.’ Soarin’ never really had a father and he knew what it felt like, and he knew that he didn’t want Twilight to go through that.

“If that is everything, you can show yourself out,” Crescent said shooing Soarin’ off.

Soarin’ hung his head and trotted towards the door. He trotted out of the door and looked out towards the city. ‘I could go meet Twilight,’ Soarin’ thought looking towards the Golden Pegasus. ‘Or I could go home. I might break her heart, but at least she will still have a father. What do I…’ Soarin’ thoughts were interrupted by somepony calling his name.

“Soarin’… Soarin’…” the voice called.

Soarin’ turned and saw Twilight’s mother leave her house gallop towards him.

“Oh hi Mrs. Sparkle,” Soarin’ said sadly.

“Soarin’ where are you going?” she asked. “You have a date with Twilight.”

“Crescent wants me to break up with her,” Soarin’ said.

“I heard, I want you to go and propose to Twilight,” Star said grabbing Soarin’.

“But…”

“No buts, Twilight loves you and you love her. I want you to marry her because I know you will treat her right. So you are going to go eat with her then ask her, you got me.”

Soarin’ saw Star staring into his eyes. He didn’t know which scared him more: Twilight’s father or her mother. “But I don’t want to ruin Twilight’s relationship with her father.”

“Don’t worry about Crescent, I’ll deal with him,” Star stated reassuringly.

“Ok.”

“Now go be with my daughter,” Star said pushing him.

“I will and thanks,” Soarin’ said heading towards his date.

“Make my daughter happy.” Star watched as Soarin’ flew towards the Golden Pegasus and her daughter. All she could think about was her daughter and how soon she was going to be getting married. She retired to her home, she had to talk to her husband.

Love and Family - Ch. 4

Soarin’ glided above the streets of the Equestrian capital and he could see the Golden Pegasus ahead in the distance. Soarin’ was always amazed by the beauty of the architecture of Canterlot. Although nothing in his opinion could compare to Cloudsdale. Ahead of him he saw the simple, yet elegant, structure that was the Golden Pegasus. The building’s style takes after classic pegasi architecture like seen in Cloudsdale and in the background sat the gilded domes of the Royal Observatory and Canterlot castle. As he approached the restaurant he saw something even more beautiful, the purple unicorn that he called his marefriend.

Twilight was wearing a simple yellow dress. That is one thing he loved about Twilight, she didn’t need fancy cloths of makeup to look beautiful. Soarin’ wasn’t sure what he liked the most about Twilight: Whether it was her eyes, those shimmering purple pools, her smile, a simple smile that made his heart melt, or her personality. She was a kind mare, well organized, and very smart. The slow flaps of his wings increased in pace as he head towards Twilight. “Twilight,” Soarin’ called out.

Twilight heard somepony calling her name and turned to see Soarin’ flying towards her. Twilight spread out her front arms to welcome the incoming stallion.

Soarin’s wings held his wings out and he tilted himself up to decrease his speed. He touched ground while entering an embrace with Twilight. “Hey Twilight, it’s nice to see you,” Soarin’ greeted with his muzzle disappearing into Twilight’s mane.

“It’s nice to see you too, Soarin’,” Twilight said her check rubbing against Soarin’s neck.

Soarin’ slowly pulled his muzzle out of Twilight’s mane and looked into her eyes. “Ready for dinner?” he asked.

“That sounds nice,” Twilight replied.

The two ponies trotted into the restaurant. The building was filled with ponies; they could hear the chatter and laughter of the happy patrons. They were led to Soarin’s usual table. The Wonderbolts ate there often because it was like a little piece of Cloudsdale in the middle of Canterlot. They reached the table and Soarin’ pulled out Twilight's chair for her before sitting himself.

“Here are you menus, your server will be here shortly,” the pony said before trotting off.

Twilight’s horn flared up as she began to carefully study the menu. Soarin’ simply sat and watched Twilight; he knew what he was getting.

A brown unicorn mare trotted in and approached Soarin’ and Twilight’s table. “Good evening and welcome to the Golden Pegasus,” she greeted. “Are you ready to order?” the waitress asked looking towards Twilight.

“Uh… can you start with Soarin’?” Twilight asked still wanting to study the menu.

“Of course,” she answered. “What can I get for you sir?”

“Hm, I would like the chopped daisy salad… no egg and a glass of apple cider,” Soarin’ said setting the menu done in front of him.

“Yes sir,” the waitress said quickly jotting down the order. “For you ma’am?”

“What is the Cloudsdale special?”

“It is a house salad salad served on a bed of cauliflower with a rainbow vinaigrette. It is a little spicy, but very popular,” the waitress explained.

“I’ll have that and a glass of apple cider.”

The waitress’ horn flared up grabbing the menus. “If that will be all, I will put these orders in.” The waitress trotted off.

Soarin’ looked around the crowded dining room. The room was decorated with faux cloud columns reminiscent of Cloudsdale. Soarin’ looked at his mare and the saw the smile on her face. He was glad that she was happy.

Twilight noticed Soarin’ looking at her. “Thanks for taking me out to eat.”

“Thanks for coming,” Soarin’ said. “I know you make detailed schedules and this kind last minute.”

“It’s ok Soarin’; I wouldn’t miss a chance to be with you… I was just going to study,” Twilight said. She didn’t want to tell what her real plans were. Her night was most likely going to consist of sitting in her room hugging her pillow wishing it was Soarin’. “Have you ever had the Cloudsdale Special?”

“No, that’s Spitfire’s usual meal,” Soarin’ explained. “But I think you will like it.”

The two ponies continued to enjoy their company. Their meal soon arrived. Twilight was impressed by the presentation of her meal. The salad sat on the bed of cauliflower which mimicked a cloud bank and the rainbow vinaigrette topped it off. She looked at Soarin’ and saw he was digging into his meal. Twilight carefully grabbed her fork and grabbed a judicious amount of greens from her plate. She gave the floating food a hearty sniff. ‘It smells good…’ She slowly placed the fork into her mouth and began to chew on the greens. ‘Hmmm… a little spicy, but not too spicy…’ She slowly chewed on the food; carefully analyzing the complex mix of flavors and textures. ‘This tastes really good,’ Twilight thought taking another hearty bite of the salad. ‘This is probably the best salad I’ve ever had.’

Soarin’ noticed his marefriend’s determined eating. “Enjoying the salad?”

“Yes, this tastes amazing…” Twilight said before placing a piece of cauliflower in her mouth.

“Well if want I get you some of that vinaigrette for you,” Soarin’ said. “Spitfire was a huge stockpile of it; she uses it with almost everything.”

“That would be great.”

Soarin’ and Twilight enjoyed their meal together. The slowly ate over small talk. Twilight found out that Soarin’ is an avid read of Daring Do, so they talked about the famous winged adventurer. After they finished their waitress brought them their check. Soarin’ got out his bits to pay. Twilight wanted to split the bill, but Soarin’ insisted on paying it himself.

They made their way out to the streets of Canterlot. The sun was beginning to set. She turned to Soarin’, he looked dazed… almost nervous. “Thanks for this Soarin’,” Twilight said. “I really appreciated it… I guess I will see you this weekend,” Twilight said.

“What do you mean?” Soarin’ asked. “This date is not over yet.”

Twilight’s brow furled in confusion. “It’s not?” Twilight asked.

“Nope… hope on” Soarin’ said lowering himself so Twilight can get on his back. “Also, I would use that cloud walking spell."

Twilight climbed on to Soarin’s back; her hooves snuggly wrapped around his neck. Her horn flared engulfing her body in a purple aurora

“Now hang on,” Soarin’ said taking flight.

Twilight used this time to appreciate the view if the city from the sky. It was a beautiful view. Ponies were trotting through the picturesque city, ponies shuffling in and out of restaurants and local theatres.

Soarin’ was nervous about his impending proposal. His breather steadily grew as he flew above the city towards their destination. He was soon going to be asking Twilight to be his mare for the rest of his life. He will also be making a promise to her; a promise to always love her and to be there to support her. While he wasn't worried too much about being with Twilight, what worried him was if Twilight ready for that. ‘We have never really talked about it, and I know that Twi loves me… Is she ready for that kind of commitment?’ Soarin’ made a heading towards a large cloudbank sitting outside of the city. Soarin’s hooves gently touched down on the fluffy structure.

“What are we doing Soarin’?” Twilight asked rolling off her coltfriend’s back.

Soarin’ sat down on the cloud and patted the spot next to him; inviting Twilight to sit with him. Twilight answered Soarin’ request by sitting next to him and leaning into him.

“I thought we could watch the sunset together,” Soarin’ said. His wing slow made its way around Twilight torso and nudged her closer to his body.

Twilight loved the little things Soarin’ did for her. When he watched the sunset with her, eat a simple meal with her, or simply sat and talked to her when she was scared or nervous. Those things meant to most to her. While ponies like Rarity would rather have grand romantic gestures, that didn’t matter to Twilight.

While Twilight was intently watching the sunset, Soarin’s attention was fixed on something else or somepony else. He looked at the mare resting next to him, her head gently resting on his neck. ‘Ok Soarin’… I think this is the right time.’ Soarin’ took a deep breath. “Twilight…” Soarin’ said getting the mare’s attention. “I’m sorry.”

Twilight tilted her head. “Sorry…?” Twilight asked. “For what?”

“All the broken promises… All the times I have missed dates because of the Wonderbolts,” Soarin’ said. “I know that you say ‘it’s ok’, but I don’ think it is… I’m hurting you.”

“You’re not…”

Soarin’ silenced her with a gentle hoof. “Please don’t lie Twilight, I saw you crying a few nights ago… I’m so sorry Twilight… I’m sorry for hurting you,” Soarin’ apologized tightly holding to Twilight. “I can’t help but feel that the Wonderbolts are slowly ruining our relationship, and if we continue... it will only end with pain… So that is why I have to do this…” Soarin' began to dig through his saddle bag.

Twilight’s mind was frantic. ‘Is he going to… No he wouldn’t... but what if he is breaking up with me.’ Twilight instincts were telling her to run, but she couldn’t. ‘No Soarin’ I love you… Don’t do this to me, I don’t care if you miss dates… I just want to be with you…’ Twilight was hoping her mental breakdown was apparent to Soarin’.

Soarin’ slowly pulled out a sealed letter and gave it to Twilight.

Twilight slowly opened the letter and partial unfolded the letter. She cautiously began to read it.

Flight Commander Soarin’

Resignation from the Weather Flight, Wonderbolt Squadron effective immediately. With full benefits to be paid...

Twilight was in shock. ‘He’s… he’s leaving for me…?’ She looked up to Soarin’ and saw the pain in his eyes, the guilt from the feeling that he was hurting the one he loved. “Soarin’ go and take this back… I don’t want you to ruin your life because of me,” Twilight said. “Don’t give up your dream for me.”

“Twilight I’m not ruining my life, the only way I could ruin my life is if I lost you, and I don’t mind giving up my dream if it means I can be with the mare of my dreams,” Soarin’ said.

“I-I don’t know how to thank you Soarin’.”

“You don’t need to… but you can finish reading the letter,” Soarin’ suggested.

Soarin’s request confused Twilight. She slowly unfolded the bottom half of the scroll and that was when she saw it. A small charm in the shape of both of their cutie marks on a gold chain. “Soarin’…?”

“Twilight I love you and I always will. You are the light that brightens my day, and I want to be here for you,” Soarin’ said. He stopped to think for a moment before continuing. “Twilight, will you allow me the honor of being your husband?”

Twilight felt frozen is shock. ‘Soarin’ wants to marry me… me!’ She didn’t know what to say. Her usual diverse lexicon was empty. So she did what felt right. Her head inched towards Soarin’s lips and meet in a passionate kiss. Pulling out she meet Soarin’s eyes. “Yes… Yes I will marry you,” Twilight said before returning her head to Soarin’s neck. “Thank you Soarin’.”

“For what Twilight?” Soarin’ asked.

“For being you… for being the best stallion I’ve ever met,” Twilight said gently nuzzling his neck. “For loving me…”

Soarin’ happily accepted his new fiancé’s affection.

“Soarin’… can we stay in Canterlot tonight?” Twilight asked.

“Sure… I have a suite at the castle.”

“No I meant at my parent’s house… if that’s fine with you.”

“I guess that will work,” Soarin’ said.

“Thanks, I can’t wait to tell my brother... and parents…”

Soarin’ couldn’t wait to announce his engagement. ‘We are going to celebrate this weekend.' He couldn’t wait to tell Twilight’s family about tonight: her brother, Shining Armor, her mother, and her father. ‘Wait! Her father…’ The realization hit him like a ton of bricks. ‘I hope he doesn’t kill me…’

Love and Family - Ch. 5

Twilight and Soarin’ trotted down the streets of Canterlot; their ears filled with the clopping of hooves on the cobble stone streets. Twilight was leaning into Soarin’s body, happily extending contact with his soft, warm coat. A wide smile was on her face as she walked with her new fiancé. ‘I can’t wait to tell mom and dad…’

Soarin’ was trying to force a smile, while he loved being with Twilight and he was happy that he was going to marry her, but he was worried. ‘Her father expressly told me he doesn’t want me to marry her. I hope Star convinced him to trust me…’ The soft lavender coat of his partner comforted him; it kept him from completely losing it. He took a deep breath as he saw the Sparkle household in front of them.

“Hey, Soarin’,” Twilight said. She looked over to Soarin’.

“Yes?”

Twilight had a playful smile.“Race you home…” Twilight said galloping off towards home.

Soarin’ picked up his pace, but Twilight was ahead of him. ‘How is she beating me?’ He picked up his pace and watched Twilight leave him in the dust. ‘I’m the athlete.’

Twilight looked behind him and saw Soarin’ struggling to catch up. ‘Good thing I read that book: Running for Eggheads.’ She galloped into her foalhood home and stopped in the empty living room. “Mom… Dad…?” Twilight called out.

“We’re in the kitchen, honey,” Twilight’s mom answered.

She sprinted in the kitchen; her parents were sitting at the table enjoying some desert. She grabbed hold of her father and held him tight. “Mom, dad you won’t believe what Soarin’ did tonight,” Twilight said, a few tears of joy running down her face.

“What?” Crescent asked. ‘She seems to be taking a break up well.’

“Soarin’ proposed to me,” Twilight exclaimed. “I’m getting married. I’m so happy dad…”

Crescent’s jaw dropped. He saw Soarin’ standing in doorway breathing heavily. ‘That punk… He is not marrying my daughter… not if I have anything to do with it…’ Crescent felt his anger growing and his face contorting as he stared at the Pegasus.

Star saw her husband was about to blow, and she knew she had to get Twilight out of this room. “Twilight, why don’t you go tell Shining Armor and Cadence about your engagement, they are outside, in the backyard,” Star asked.

“Ok, mom…” Twilight said running out towards her BBBFF. “Shiny… Shiny…” she yelled.

“Mr. Sparkle…” Soarin’ could see the anger in Crescent’s eyes.

“Are you an idiot? I told you not to propose,” Crescent said no lingering trying to contain in anger.

“B-b-but…”

“Shut up!” the unicorn stallion yelled. “You better have a good reason…”

“Crescent Sparkle,” Star said firmly. The blue stallion turned to his wife. “I told him to propose to Twilight.”

“What!?!” Crescent was dumbfounded. “Why did you do that?”

“Because his loves our daughter, and she loves him,” Star explained. “They are happy together and they should get married.”

“No, they will not be getting married,” Crescent said firmly.

Soarin’ simply sat and watched the heated exchange between the two unicorns. Not sure how to react. He wanted to run and he felt himself trying to hide himself.

“You can’t stop them Crescent,” the grey mare retorted. “This isn’t the pre-Nightmare Moon era Equestria.”

“Well I will not be attending that travesty of a wedding!” the blue stallion exclaimed.

“What do you mean dad?” a voice asked. The last any of the ponies wanted to hear.

The three ponies turned and saw Twilight standing. She was shaking like a leaf and tears were beginning to well in her eyes.

“Twilight…” Crescent said galloping over to his daughter, embracing her.

“Why don’t you want to go to my wedding? Why don’t you want me to get married to Soarin’?” Twilight asked sobbing.

“Twilight, he’s a Wonderbolt he is only going to use you.”

“No!” Twilight yelled. Forcing herself out of her father’s embrace; tears were freely falling down her face. “Soarin’ would never do that to me… he loves me,” she said before turning and trotting off.

“Twilight… Twilight wait…” Crescent pleaded to no avail.

The unicorn stallion sat in stunned silence. He his wife was staring at him. “Star I didn’t…”

“Save it Crescent,” she said curtly. “Soarin’ you should go check on Twilight,” she told him before Soarin’ galloped off to comfort his mare. She turned towards her husband; she was upset with him. “You messed up big time.”

“I know…”

“You have a choice to make: You can accept the fact that our daughter is getting married or not and not attend her wedding,” Star said. “If you do anything and I mean anything to sabotage their relationship; the only marriage you will have ruined is ours.”

Crescent watched his wife trot out of the kitchen. He sat in his own self-pity. ‘I didn’t want to hurt Twilight… I don’t want the colt to hurt her, but why don’t I trust him?’ Crescent never really thought about it, about why he didn’t like him. He sighed. ‘I guess I should go talk to Star…’ He silently trotted up to his bedroom. He stopped at the door to Twilight’s room. He could hear her crying. The door was cracked open slightly and he looked in. Twilight was sobbing on her bed; Cadence and Shining were sitting next to her, but what was surprising the most was Soarin’. He saw the stallion holding his daughter; gently wiping away her tears and softly cooing comforting words into her ear. ‘He’s treating her so gently… could I’ve been wrong?’

Crescent hated seeing his little filly cry and wanted to comfort her, but he had a feeling that she didn’t want to see him. He sighed before continuing on to his room. He opened the door and saw his wife lying on their bed. He climbed into his bed. “Star… Star…” Crescent tried to get his wife’s attention to no avail. He decided to go to bed, and wrapped a hoof around his wife.

Star turned around to face her husband. “What Crescent?”

Crescent couldn’t look wife in the eyes. “I really messed up,” he said shamefully.

“Yes you did,” she answered.

“Why do you like Soarin’ so much?” he asked. “I mean what did he do?”

“Those two remind me of us when we started dating… he reminds me of you Crescent,” she explained. “Why don’t you like him?”

Once again he was confronted with this question. “He’s going to be marrying our daughter… my little filly…” Crescent said tearing up. “I still remember when she was born… I don’t want to give away my little filly…”

“She’s my daughter too,” she retorted. “I know you don’t want to lose her, but Soarin’ loves and respects her. He is a great colt and he will treat her right.”

Crescent just looked at his wife. He didn’t know what to say.

“Do you remember when we starting dating? When you proposed to me?”

Crescent nodded.

“My parents hated you; they were convinced that you just loved me for my family’s bits and you were just going to use me, but you loved me.”

“I still do…” he interjected.

“I know you do Crescent, but do you remember when you proposed to me?” Star asked. “My parents were so upset, how many bits did they offer you to call off the wedding?”

“10,000…”

“Crescent when to took me out to eat that night and told me you didn’t want to marry me anymore… you broke my heart.”

Crescent still remembered that night. He had never seen Star cry like that; it broke his heart to see her like that and that he knew that he caused it. “I didn’t do it for the money; I didn’t want you to lose your parents… I-I still married you”

“I know, but it still hurt Crescent… it hurt so much.”

“Now what do I do?” Crescent asked wiping the few tears off his wife’s face.

“You need to talk to Soarin’; please get to know him,” she pleaded with him. “More importantly you need to talk to Twilight. She needs to know that father loves hers and supports her.”

“Ok… I’ll talk to them tomorrow.”

“Go talk to Twilight now,” Star said pointing to the door.

Crescent complied and rolled out of bed. He entered the dark hall way connecting the various rooms and trotted towards his daughter. The door was cracked open and he looked in. Shining Armor and Cadence were gone, and so was Soarin’. He slowly opened the door and moved into the small room. Twilight turned to look at him. Her eyes were bloodshot and the fur on her face was matted and soaked in tears.

“Twilight…” he said gently.

“Dad…?”

Crescent inched towards his daughter. He wasn’t sure if Twilight was happy to see him.

Twilight watched her father slow approach her, until he reached the side of her bed. “Do you still love me dad?”

“Of course I do, you will always be my little filly,” Crescent said. He rested his hooves on Twilight’s back and held her tight.

“Then why don’t you want to go to my wedding?” Twilight asked. “Who is going to walk me down the aisle?”

"..."

"Why don't you like Soarin'?"

“Soarin’ is a Wonderbolt and that is always going to be an issue…”

“Not anymore,” Twilight interrupted.

“What?”

“Soarin’ left the Wonderbolt for me… so he could be with me,” Twilight answered.

“He did…?” Crescent was surprised; he never would have guessed he would do that… unless he really loved her. ‘I guess my wife was right, maybe he does really love her.’

“Yes he did, and I love him dad. I really do…”

Crescent pulled out the embrace and look at his daughter. He can still see the filly that he raised. “Where is Soarin’?” he asked.

“Downstairs, please don’t do anything to him,” Twilight pleaded.

“I just want to talk… I love you…”

“I love you too dad.”

Crescent turned to leave his daughter’s room. As he left he saw small smile grow on her face.

***

Soarin’ silently sat next to the slow burning fire. He was worried that he ruined Twilight’s relationship with her father. He hated seeing Twilight cry and today it seemed like nothing he did help, like he couldn’t comfort her. He just wanted to see her smile and to hear her laugh.

“Soarin’,” a soft voice called to him.

The Pegasus turned and saw Crescent standing. His eyes no longer filled with anger, but with… shame? “Mr. Sparkle?” Crescent continued to stand at the edge of the living room. "Why don't you like me. Did I do something? Is it because of my wings, or am I not royal enough... What?"

"..." Crescent silently trotted over to Soarin’ and sat next to him.

Soarin wasn’t sure what he wanted. Not more than a few hours ago the stallion didn’t want to see Soarin’, now he was sitting next to him. “I’m sorry Mr. Sparkle, but I can’t do it. I can’t break Twilight’s heart.”

“Crescent…”

“Hmm.” Soarin’ raised his brow in confusion.

“Please call me Crescent,” he elaborated.

Soarin’ was shocked. Was Crescent going to give him a chance? “Yes, Crescent…”

“You really love Twilight, don’t you?” Crescent asked.

“I do, and I just want to be there for her… I want to be her stallion,” Soarin’ said.

‘Star was right.’ When Crescent looked into Soarin’ eyes he saw something different. He saw a younger version of himself. It reminded him of when he first starting dating, he was so worried about upsetting her. He wanted to see his daughter happy and Soarin’ made her happy. “I want you to marry Twilight.”

“Y-you do…” Soarin’ was surprised. ‘He wants to marry her… he’s giving me a chance…’

“Just be careful, she’s my little filly and I want what’s best for her,” Crescent explained. “Just treat her right.”

“I will never do anything to hurt her… I promise,” Soarin’ said. Soarin’ hoped that Crescent will trust him. “I want to thank you.”

“For what?” Crescent asked. ‘The only thing I did to him today was yell at him.’

“Twilight always talked about how she loved her family and her father… You raised an amazing mare and I hope I can be as good as stallion and husband as you are.”

“I’m sure you will, but now I want to know more about you,” Crescent said. “Tell me about how you met.”

“Well I got a letter from the Princess…”

Twilight sleepily trotted down the stairs to the living room. Soarin’ hasn’t come to bed yet, and she wasn’t sure where he was. She yawned and stopped on the steps. She saw her mother and sister-in-law standing at the foot of the steps. “Mom… Cadence have you seen Soarin?”

Star nudged her head towards the living room. She looked and three stallions sitting by the fire. She saw her brother, her father, and…Soarin’. They were sitting and talking to each other and they sounded… happy. “What are you two doing?”

“I told Crescent to talk to Soarin’ and well Cadence was wondering where Shining was,” Star said.

“Do you think we should join them?” Cadence spoke up.

“I think we should,” Twilight chimed in.

“Ok, let’s go welcome Soarin’ to the family,” Star said waving for Cadence and Twilight to follow her into the living room. The six ponies spent the night talking as a group… as a family.

Love and Family - Epilogue

Soarin’ silently sat in a local restaurant slowly sipping a mug of apple cider. The room filled with the idle chatter from fellow patrons. It was the night before his wedding. Soarin’s couldn’t stop thinking about his fast approaching nuptials. Twilight went out to with her friends and Spitfire thought it would be a good idea to go out. Spitfire invited Crescent, Shining, and Spike, and they were carrying on a conversation. Soarin’ really wasn’t interested; he just wanted to keep to himself.

“Soarin’, are you ok?” Spitfire asked noticing her friend’s aloofness.

“Yeah… just thinking I guess,” Soarin’ answered fiddling with his mug.

“Just some little pre-wedding jitters,” Shining stated taking a swig of cider.

“It happens to the best of us,” Crescent chimed in.

Soarin’ sighed. “I am a little nervous…” Soarin’ admitted.

“The great Soarin’ had finally met his match… marriage,” Spitfire chuckled.

Soarin’ rolled his eyes. “Very funny Spitfire,” Soarin’ said sarcastically. It wasn’t that Soarin’ didn’t want to spend the rest of his life with Twilight. He loved Twilight and he wanted to be with her, but one question has plagued him. ‘Will I be a good husband?’ Soarin’ sighed before finishing his mug of cider. This was great cider; it was tart with a hint of cinnamon. “I worried that I’m not going be good enough of a husband,” Soarin’ stated. “Crescent… Shining… do you have any tips?”

“I was worried before my wedding,” Shining stated.

“Yeah, but I seem to remember a certain Changeling invasion,” Spike said.

Shining rolled his eyes. He didn’t like thinking about that part of his wedding day.

“Don’t worry Soarin’,” Crescent stated. “I felt the same thing before I married Star. Just make sure to always love her and be there for her,” he explained. “If you do that you will be a good husband.”

“Thanks Crescent…” Soarin’ was glad he has gotten close to Crescent. Soarin’ looked up to him and for the past month Crescent was becoming a father figure to him. “Where is Star and Cadence?”

“They went out with Twilight and her friends,” Shining responded. Shining and Spitfire were in charge of planning the wedding and Shining remembered something. “Soarin’ you don’t have any family attending, aside from Spitfire. Aren’t your parents going to be there?” the white unicorn asked.

Spitfire knew where this was going and she didn’t Spike really needed to hear it. “Hey Spike, let’s go get another round of ciders…” she said pulling from the table.

Soarin’ didn’t want to talk about it, but he couldn’t get out of this. “My… My parents died… when I was young…”

Shining silently cursed to himself, he didn’t want to bring something like that up right before his wedding. He noticed that Soarin’ seemed to be upset. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to bring it up,” Shining apologized. “But, did you have any parent?”

“Yeah… a wonderful mare took care of me… her name was Rising Sun and she was a great mother,” Soarin’ said sadly. “She couldn’t come…”

Spike and Spitfire soon returned the groups of ponies and dragon enjoyed the rest of the evening. Soarin’ reminisced about growing up with Spitfire in Cloudsdale and Shining told stories about Twilight. After a few hours of partying; the group left to head to Twilight’s tree house.

Soarin’ held back from the group; enjoyed the comfort of the cool autumn breeze. He couldn’t help, but think about his parents. He just wanted to forget about them.

Crescent noticed Soarin’s slow pace and held up for him. He slowly trotted next to him. “Soarin’, what’s up?”

“Thinking…”

“About your parents?” Crescent asked.

Soarin’ couldn’t lie. “Yes…”

“I’m sorry about what they did to you,” Crescent said.

Soarin’ stopped dead in his tracks. “What!?!” he exclaimed. “I don’t know what you’re taking about.”

“Star told me,” the unicorn explained. “She also told me more about the mare that took care of you, and she told me that you never really had a father… So if you ever need anything you can come to me.”

“Why are you doing this?” Soarin’ asked. He knew that Crescent liked him, but he didn’t know why.

“When I met you I didn’t like you… That was until I got to know you and my wife was right,” Crescent said. “You remind me of myself when I was younger, and I want you to be happy.”

The two ponies continued to trot through the empty streets of Ponyville. Then soon reached Soarin’s home and Crescent was preparing to meet his wife at the hotel. “Well you should get some rest; you need to be awake to when I give my daughter away.”

“You’re not giving her away…”

“I’m not?” Crescent asked.

“No, I'm not taking Twilight from you, but I’m joining your family…”

Crescent smiled. “I’ll see you tomorrow… Tell Twi that I said goodnight.”

“I will.”

Soarin’ stood at the altar. He looked down the aisle; crowded with ponies to watch his marriage to Twilight. All the Wonderbolt’s were in attendance and so was half of Ponyville. Princess Celestia was officiating the ceremony He was wearing a black tux, it was tailored made by Rarity and on his lapel rested a small pin; a pin in the shape of his soon-to-be wife’s cutie mark. A he could hear was his heavy inhaling and exhaling. ‘This is it… Soon Twilight will be my wife…’ Soarin’ turned his head and saw Spitfire smiling at him. She was wearing her dress uniform. “Hey Spitfire, how has Rainbow been doing?”

Ever since Soarin’ left the Wonderbolts they needed to find a replacement. Lightning Streak took his position as Weather Officer and they recruited Rainbow Dash shortly after. He still remembers her face; he thought she was going to do a double Rainboom. “She’s been doing great... a real natural with the flight routines,” Spitfire answered.

“I didn’t mean that,” Soarin’ said. “I know she is a great Wonderbolt; I meant how your relationship is going.”

“I’m not…”

“Spitfire, while I was getting fitted earlier I saw you making out with her in the dressing room,” Soarin’ said slyly.

A blush rapidly spread across Spitfire’s face. “Oh, sorry about that.”

“It’s fine…” Soarin’ was interrupted by the sound of the music starting. “We’ll talk later.”

Soarin’ looked down the aisle and saw Twilight. She was wearing a simple gown. It was white and fades to a light purple near the bottom. ‘She looks so beautiful. ‘I’m ready Twilight… I’m ready to be your husband…’

The ceremony went all according to plan and the visitors filled out to head towards the reception. In the back of the rows of seats sat a couple. Their head were hung low out of shame and the fact that they didn’t want anypony to identify them. The Pegasus mare had a brilliant white coat and the unicorn stallion had a brown coat. The mare turned towards her husband. “That was a nice ceremony.”

“Did you want to go to the reception and maybe talk to our…”

The mare quickly silenced him. “No, we have no right to call him son… we have no right to go to his reception and we shouldn’t have come here.”

His wife was right; they mistreated him and they weren’t parents; parents don't do that to their foal “Then why did we come?”

“I wanted to make sure he was happy… Come on let’s go. We have a long trip back to Canterlot.” After the crowd left the couple stood up and made their way to Ponyville station.

In a small stone dance area stood Soarin’ and Twilight, they were ready for their first dance. Soarin’ stared at his mare… no his wife. Her dress was beautiful and so was her mane; on her left ear rested a simple earring. It was in the shape of Soarin’s cutie mark. Pegasi and unicorns had their own wedding traditions, so they made their own. Soarin’ wore Twilight's mark so everypony will that he belongs to Twilight, and Twilight wore his to show that she was Soarin’s.

Soarin’ gracefully bowed her head to Twilight. He looked up and saw tears growing in her eyes. “Twi, why are you crying?”

“I-I’m just so happy… I never thought I would be getting married, let alone to an amazing stallion like you.” Twilight closed her eyes; trying to stop her tears. She felt a gentle hoof run across her cheek. She opened her eyes and saw Soarin’ wiping her tears.

“Do you want to dance with me?”

It reminded Twilight of her first date. The gala; when Soarin’ asked her to dance. “Yes Soarin’… Yes I want to dance with you,” Twilight said letting Soarin’ wrap her hooves around her. Against the beautiful night sky they danced. “I love you Soarin’…”

“I love you too…”

They were soon joined by other ponies on the dance floor: Shining and Cadence; Crescent and Star; and Spitfire and Rainbow among others. It was a night to celebrate love and the marriage of a new couple. Soarin’ and Twilight were ready to start a new life… a life together.

To Be a Parent - Prologue

Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep

Twilight groaned as she slowly opened her eyes. She winced as her vision was flooded by the bright light. She slowly got her eyes opened, and lifted her head off the worn pillow. Standing around her were four ponies, and noticed she wasn’t in her library, but in room a in Ponyville General. She could tell by the repetitive beeps of her heart monitor and the white walls of her room with the sickly sterile scent of air fresher. “What… What happened?” Twilight asked.

“You fainted dear,” Rarity said hesitantly. “You’ve been out for a few hours now.”

‘Why was in the hospital today?’ Twilight asked herself. She remembers she was here for a reason, but she was drawing a blank. ‘I was because I have been feeling sick, so I had some tests done. It was negative for Horn flu… negative for Pony Pox…’ Then it finally donned on her. She needed to know where Soarin’ was. “Where’s Soarin’?” she asked.

“Oh, he’s talking to the Doctor Stable,” Rarity said.

“When he got him. he was really worried,” Fluttershy added.

Twilight was beginning to worry. ‘What if the doctor tells Soarin’…’ She just hoped that Soarin’ won’t be too mad at her.

“Darling, you’re nervous. What’s wrong?” Rarity asked. The white unicorn knew her friends and she knew when Twilight was getting one of her infamous panic attacks. “Why were you in the hospital?”

Twilight couldn’t lie and her friends deserved to know the truth. “Soarin’ got over the feather flu recently, and I ‘ve been feeling sick recently and he thought he gave me something, so I can in to get some tests done,” Twilight explained.

“I reckon that he gave you somethin’?” the cowpony asked.

“He did…,” the studious mare said staring at her abdomen. “I’m pregnant,” Twilight answered softly.

“Oh that’s wonderful Twilight,” the shy yellow Pegasus congratulated.

“No it’s not… Soarin’ is going to upset…” Twilight said.

Twilight’s friends were confused. “What do you mean?” Rarity asked.

“Silly Twilight, why would be upset? He’s going to be super happy because foals are so much fun,” the pink earth pony said sped out cheerily.

“Why, because we’re not ready to be parents!” Twilight yelled. She sighed noticing her friend’s shock. “I’m not ready to be a mother… I’m not ready… I’m not …” Sure Twilight and Soarin’ want a family, but not so soon. She remembers asking Soarin’ and he said he wasn’t ready to be a father yet. Twilight raised her head when she heard the door to her room creek open. Soarin’ was standing on the other side and she saw him rush in.

“Twilight!” he yelled, galloping to her side. He wrapped his hooves around her and held her tight. “Are you ok Twilight…? I mean how do you feel?” Soarin’ asked frantically. Soarin’ was scared and it looks like he had just seen a Windego.

‘Soarin’ doesn’t seem mad…’ She tried to relax in the comfort of her husband. “What… What did the doctor tell you?”

“Well he said you came in and when he told you the results you… you passed out,” Soarin’ said his voice shaking. “He said I gave you something… I’m sorry Twilight I didn’t mean to get you sick… I’ll make sure I’ll help you get better.”

‘He’s doesn’t know yet… I have to tell him…’ She took a deep breath. “Soarin’, about what you gave me… It wasn’t the flu or anything,” Twilight said trying to stall for time.

“Is it something worse? What is it?”

“Just promise you won’t be mad…”

“What is it?”

“I’m pregnant Soarin’… You’re going to be a father…”

Soarin’ pulled out of the embrace and sat next to Twilight’s bed. ‘I’m going to be a father… a father,’ Soarin’ thought frantically trying to take in this information. He sat there in stunned silence, looking at his wife. ‘I’m not ready for this… I’m not ready to be a father… to raise a foal.’

Soarin’ hasn’t said anything and that scared Twilight. ‘Why hasn’t he said anything? Is he mad at me… what if he wants to leave…?’ Twilight could feel tears welling in her eyes. “Soarin’… I’m sorry… please don’t hate me,” Twilight pleaded.

Soarin’ shook his head out of his trance, and he noticed the condition his wife was in. She looked scared, like she just saw a manticore, and she was pleading with him.

“Please Soarin’ don’t leave… I’m not ready to be a mom and I can’ do it alone… I need you.”

He threw his arms around the crying mare. “It’s ok Twilight; I’m not going to leave… I’ll never do that to you,” Soarin’ cooed. He was afraid about becoming a father, but this wasn't about him and his fears. This was for Twilight, his wife. ‘I need to stallion up… Twilight needs me and I need to stay strong for her…’ Soarin’ moved his mouth to Twilight ears and he began to softly nibble on it. Twilight’s sobbing slowly died down. “I’d never leave you with a foal. We’ll raise this foal together… I’ll always be by your side Twilight, always.”

Soarin’ always knew what to say; always knew what to do calm Twilight. ‘He is always so good to me… Why did I think he would leave?’ She felt embarrassed for accusing Soarin’. “I’m sorry… I’m just really scared…”

“I know and it’s ok, we’ll get through this.”

“What if were not good enough… what if I’m not a good mother?” Twilight asked.

‘She’s has a point Soarin’. Just look how you father turned out maybe you’ll… NO I won’t,’ Soarin’ chided himself. “A smart mare once told me something,” Soarin’ said.

“What?”

“Success starts with organization and planning,” Soarin’ said. “You know who said that?”

“I did,” Twilight answered softly.

“Now let’s get home and if you get some books, scrolls, and quills; I’ll get some pastries and coffee and we’ll start making checklists and planning for this,” Soarin’ said calmly. “How does that sound?”

‘Soarin’ knows me well…’ Twilight nodded slightly. “That sounds nice.”

“I have the discharge papers and when you are ready we can go,” Soarin’ said pulling out a scroll.

“Let’s go…”

To Be a Parent - Ch. 1

Twilight looked off to the horizon and watched as the golden sun slowly rose. The town of Ponyville was beginning to wake up as the sounds of ponies filled the air of the quaint Equestrian town. It was the day after Soarin’s birthday and the day of his party. Twilight sighed as she turned her view of the sunrise to the stallion lying in her embrace. Soarin’s head gently laid on her chest. She could feel the soft rising and falling of his chest as he slept. ‘He looks so peaceful…’ Something felt different with Soarin’ lying in her hooves; it felt nice.

Twilight smiled at the sleeping Pegasus, but she noticed the fur under his eyes. It was still matted and stained with his tears from the previous night. When she found out that Soarin’s parents weren’t dead and that he lied to her, Twilight was upset. She was upset because she thought Soarin’ would trust her enough to tell her something like that, but when she saw him that night her heart broke. Soarin’ had a big heart, but he was a strong pony and seeing him broken and violently sobbing hurt her. She did the only thing she could; she comforted him and loved him, like he always did for her. The thought of what his parents did to him scared her. She didn’t want to think about it; she just wanted to see wanted to see him happy.

Soarin’ was beginning to stir. She held him tight against her chest and placed a kiss on his cheek. “I love you Soarin and I always will,” she gently cooed in his ear. “I would never leave you… You’re going to be the father of my foal and you’re going to be a great father…” Twilight loved Soarin’. “Wake up Soarin’…”

Soarin’s eyes slowly opened as he yawned. “Good morning Twilight,” he greeted. He looked around and saw that they were still sitting on the library’s balcony and he was in the soft embrace of his wife, Twilight. “I’ll go make you some breakfast,” he said trying to stand up.

Twilight tightened her grip around him to keep him close to her. “No… I mean, can we stay like this…?” Twilight asked. “I want to talk to you.”

“About what?”

“About last night…”

“…”

Twilight sighed. She have realized that he wouldn’t want to talk about it, yet at least. “I’m sorry about what happened to you and if ever want to talk you know I will listen,” Twilight said. “I just want you to know that I love you and I always will…”

“I know you do Twilight; I love you too and…” Soarin’ said. “I’m sorry I lied to you about my parents.”

“You’re a great stallion and husband, but promise me that when you are ready to talk you will come to me… “

“I promise…” Soarin’ realized that Twilight didn’t want to get up anytime soon, so he the only thing that came to mind. He snuggled into her body and lightly nuzzled her chest.

A smile and a blush spread across Twilight’s face as she enjoyed the affection her husband was showing her. “I still can’t believe we are going to have a foal Soarin’,” Twilight said.

“I know I’m a little scared, but I want to have a family with you,” Soarin’ said.

“I want to have a family with you too… Your party is today,” Twilight stated. “If you don’t want to go I’m sure pinkie will understand.”

“No I’ll go, but can we have some breakfast first,” Soarin’ answered.

“Sure, let’s go…”

Soarin’ slowly stood up and shared a quick kiss with Twilight before they made their way to the kitchen. Soarin’ cooked up a batch of his famous apple cinnamon oatmeal and they enjoyed a simple breakfast with each other.

***

The library was abuzz with ponies; filled with the scents of sweets and the sounds of music and laughter that is the signature of a Pinkie Pie party. While Pinkie was ready to invite all of Ponyville, Twilight was able to convince her that Soarin’ would prefer a small party. Soarin’ was enjoying his birthday pie while socializing with Twilight’s friends. Twilight was enjoying herself, but something was bothering her. ‘Why didn’t Soarin’ tell me about his parents?’ She couldn’t even imagine what Soarin’ went through as a foal; she just wished that Soarin’ told her sooner so that she could’ve helped him. ‘Spitfire… she might be able to help…’ Twilight trotted over to the fiery mare.

Spitfire was hanging around with her marefriend, Rainbow Dash.

“Hey, Spitfire,” Twilight greeted.

“Hey, Twi.”

“Can I talk to you?” Twilight asked.

“Sure,” she answered happily. She tuned to Rainbow Dash. “I’ll be right back Dashie…”

Twilight led Spitfire up to her room. She closed the door and motioned for Spitfire to sit.

Spitfire wasn’t sure what Twilight wanted, but given what happened the previous day she was sure it was about Soarin’. “This was nice party Twilight, “ Spitfire said. “Soarin’ seems happy…”

“Yeah…” Twilight answered empty mindedly.

“I assume Soarin’ told you…”

“He told me last night... but why didn’t he tell me sooner?” Twilight asked. “He is scared he is going to turn into his father… I could have helped him if he told me…”

“How did you react when you found out you were pregnant?” Spitfire asked.

“I was scared; heck I still am.”

“Soarin’ told me that you fainted and when you told him you thought he was going to leave.”

“Yeah…” Twilight was embarrassed about accusing Soarin’. She knew Soarin’ would never leave her, but why didn’t Soarin’ tell her that he was worried. “Why didn’t he tell me?”

“Twilight, Soarin’ loves you and you were scared,” the fiery mare said. “Have you thought that Soarin’ didn’t tell you because he felt he needed to stay strong for you, to help you?”

“I-I never thought of that…”

“Ok, I’m going to go back to Rainbow,” Spitfire said standing and trotting towards the door. “Don’t worry about Soarin’… I’ll tell him you are up here.”

‘He needed to stay strong for me…’ Twilight never thought about that, but it made sense. ‘All the things he had done for me… why couldn’t I see that…’ She felt guilty because Soarin’ bottled up all his fear so Twilight wouldn’t worry. ‘That isn’t even the only time he has made sacrifices for me...’ She remembered all the times he stayed up with her when she was worried. ‘I even cost him first place in the Wonderbolt’s Derby.’ The night before Twilight lost a page of notes on a spell she was working on. She couldn’t sleep, so Soarin’ stayed up with her and helped her look. They didn’t sleep at all and Soarin’ feel asleep during the race. ‘He wasn’t mad at me… he’s never mad at me, even when I mess things up for him…’ Twilight loves Soarin’ and she know he loves her. ‘I’m so lucky to have him… he does so much for me, and I don’t know if I will ever be able to pay him back…’ Then it donned on her. ‘I’m going to do something special for Soarin’, but what?’ Twilight ran over to her bed and grabbed her journal and began writing. She was going to show Soarin’ how much she appreciates him and she knows when. ‘Father’s day is in a few months and that day is going to be special for Soarin’… I’ll make sure it is…’

The door to Twilight’s room creaked open and Soarin’s head peaked in. “Twilight, you coming back to the party?”

Twilight quickly hid her journal and trotted over to the door. “Coming Soarin’…”

Twilight returned to the party; later that night she would begin planning Soarin’ surprise; it might be months always, but like Twilight always says, ‘the key is planning.’

To Be a Parent - Ch. 2

The dimly lit candle in the library’s basement flicked softly. In the center of the room sat a seven month pregnant Twilight. The small bulge in her abdomen had grown exponentially over the long months. In front of her sat a plethora of official scrolls and maps of Equestria filled with notes and various cities were crossed off. In the center of the pack of scrolls sat a picture of a pinked maned Pegasus mare, and bellow it had the name Rising Sun. She was reviewing the map of Cloudsdale when she felt the claw of a certain purple dragon on her back.

“Twilight,” Spike yawned. “Why are we looking for this Setting Sun mare?” Spike asked wondering why he wasn’t up in his bed.

“It’s Rising Sun, and after Soarin’ ran away from his parents he lived in the castle with Princess Celestia for a bit before he moved to Cloudsdale. This mare apparently was an adoptive mother to him,” Twilight explained trying to keep her eyes open.

“I get that, but why are we looking for her?” Spike asked. “I should be in bed by now.”

She looked over at the clock resting on the wall, it read 1:00 AM. ‘He’s has a point… we both should be in bed by now…’ She sighed. “Father’s day is coming up in a few days and I want to do something special for Soarin’. Soarin’ hasn’t seen her in a while and she wasn’t at our wedding, so I was hoping to get her to visit… but it’s late, you can go to bed Spike.”

“Thanks Twilight,” Spike yelled before running up the stairs.

Twilight sighed as she quickly glanced over her research. ‘Months of searching and I’m still no closer to finding this mare. I’m the Princess’s personal student and I can’t even… Wait a minute Princess… Of course I can ask Princess Celestia.’ Twilight remembered that Soarin’ lived in the castle and he moved to Cloudsdale and Rising Sun looked after him. ‘The Princess must have met this mare and she might know where she is.’ Now she needed to get into contact with the Princess, she ruled out a letter. This was too important. ‘I go see her in Canterlot, but I have an ultrasound today, so I can go tomorrow and…’ Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a pony trotting towards her; she turned her head and saw her husband and he didn’t look too happy. She quickly shuffled to hide the scrolls in front of her.

Soarin’ continued down the stairs and sat next to the tired mare. “Twilight, remember what Dr. Stable said about over exerting yourself?”

“Don’t,” Twilight said like a foal caught by her parents with her hoof in the cookie jar.

“Then let’s go to bed,” Soarin’ offered. “Come on Twi’.”

“Ok.”

Soarin’ slowly helped Twilight stand and helped her up the stairs to their room. After the short journey through the dark library they reached their bedroom. Soarin’ laid Twilight down on their bed and grabbed the blanket in his mouth. He covered her with the woolen shield and tucked her in. “Good night Twilight, sleep well my love,” he softly cooed placing a kiss on her forehead. He trotted over to the other side of the bed; he stopped in front of his nightstand. On it sat two pictures, one of Twilight and the other was him with Rising Sun. It was taken after the pie eating contest in Ponyville. “I love you mom,” he whispered before gently climbing into bed. He cuddled up to his sleeping wife and drifted into his slumber.

***

The library’s kitchen was alive with the sounds of clanging pans and the sweet scent of cinnamon. It was still early in the morning; the sun was just starting rise above the Equestrian horizon. Soarin’ was buzzing around the kitchen preparing Twilight’s breakfast; which consisted of a bowl of his famous apple cinnamon oatmeal, a grapefruit, and a cup of tea. He carefully arranged the food on a serving tray and began flapping his wings to a hover. He picked up the tray with his front hooves and made his way to Twilight’s bedroom. Ever since he found out that Twilight was pregnant Soarin’ has been making Twilight a healthy breakfast every morning. He reached their bedroom; Twilight was still sleeping her chest slowly rising and falling with each breath. He placed the tray next to Twilight on her nightstand and went to check the day’s checklist. ‘Ok what do I need to do today…’ he thought scanning the list. ‘Reshelf and reorganize section Magic Theory… reshelf returned books… Twilight’s appointment with Dr. Stable…’ Feeling satisfied with the day’s duties Soarin’ headed downstairs to begin his work.

Twilight was lying on her bed, her forelegs wrapped around Soarin’s pillow. “Mmm… I love you Soarin’… your mane smells nice…” she said half asleep nuzzling the pillow. “It smells like cinnamon…” She loved cuddling with her husband, and she was lucky that he loved it as much as she does. She slowly opened her eyes expected to see the light azure stallion, but instead she was met by a pillow. “Oh you’re not Soarin’…” Soarin’ usually stayed in bed until Twilight woke, unless there was a lot to do. ‘We have to reshelf books and I have my appointment, but if he’s not here that means…’ She quickly turned over and was met by the tray of breakfast.

Her horn flared as the steaming bowl floated over to Twilight. She grabbed the spoon and took a hearty bite of the warm oats; fighting the urge to scarf the whole bowl down in ten seconds flat. She loved Soarin’s oatmeal; she wasn’t sure if it was the pieces of apple or the fact that Soarin’ always put extra cinnamon in. Twilight remembered when she was a foal her mother had to fight for her to take a bite of oatmeal, but she could eat bowl after bowl of Soarin’s oatmeal.

After finishing her breakfast Twilight gathered the dirty dishes and organized them on the tray. The trotted down the stairs to get stared with the day’s chores. As she reached the foot of the stairs she saw Soarin’ placing a stack of books on their respective shelves.

Soarin’ touched down on his hooves, proud of the job he did; Even though it was just simple chores. He turned his head and a smile grew on his face as he saw Twilight. “Good morning Twilight,” Soarin’ greeted. “I hope you slept well, and don’t worry; I already finished the chores for today.”

Making breakfast wasn’t the only thing Soarin’ did for Twilight. He always helped around the library, but over the last seven months Soarin’ has slowly started to do more and more of her chores until now he does pretty much does all her chores. “I would’ve helped Soarin’.”

“I know, but I don’t mind doing this,” Soarin’ said. “You were sleeping so well… I didn’t want to wake you.”

“Ok, I’m going to go get washed up for my appointment with Dr. Stable,” Twilight said as she head towards the bathroom. ‘I’m lucky to have him…’

Soarin’ had picked up a fresh quill in his mouth and began finishing some paperwork. Soarin’ was excited; today he was going to find out the gender and race of their foal. While he is hoping for a Pegasus he would love it no matter what. He lost track of time while thinking about his family.

Twilight returned to the library’s reading room; a brush moving through her mane. She saw Soarin’ staring off into space; a goofy smile plastered to his face. She loved his smile; it was a heartwarming smile that always made her happy. “You coming Soarin’?” Twilight asked trying to get the stallion’s attention.

Soarin’ shook himself out his trance. “Yeah Twilight… I’m coming.” Soarin’ made sure all the supplies they need were in his saddle bags. Twilight placed the blue bags in Soarin’s bag and secured them. They made their way out of the library and through the lively streets of Ponyville towards Ponyville General.

***

Twilight sat in a small examination room. The room had pure white walls and reeked of cheap disinfectant. She was waiting for the doctor to perform the ultrasound and wait was killing her. ‘What if something is wrong with our foal… What if…’ Twilight began to feel a panic attack coming and her breathing grew heavy.

Soarin’ was seated next to Twilight and he could hear her hyperventilating. He inched his hoof towards his wife until it made contact with Twilight slightly shaking hoof.

Twilight could feel a wave of calm roll over her. ‘No we did everything right so far…’

The door swiftly opened and a cream colored unicorn stallion entered. “Good afternoon Mrs. Twilight, oh and Mr. Soarin’,” he greeted.

“Good afternoon doctor,” Twilight and Soarin’ answered together.

The doctor quickly flipped through his clipboard floating in front of his face. “Ok all your tests look good so far… Are you ready for the ultrasound?” he asked.

“Yes,” Twilight answered softly.

“Good.” Dr. Stable moved a small machine over to the exam chair. He squeezed a gel on to Twilight abdomen and turned on the machine. He turned the monitor so Soarin’ and Twilight can see the view screen. “Ok… hmm this is different…” The doctor stated carefully examining the image.

‘Different…? Is there something wrong with our foal?’ Twilight could sense her panic attack returning.

“Don’t worry, your foals are perfectly healthy,” the cream coated stallion said proudly.

“That’s great,” Soarin’ said with relief. “Wait… foals?” Soarin’ asked making sure he heard him correctly.

“Yes, you are carrying twins,” he explained. The doctor felt the couple need some time together, so cleaned off the excess gel on Twilight’s swollen abdomen. “A nurse will be in soon finish the record, congratulations,” he said before leaving the room.

Soarin’ turned to Twilight a tear rolling down his face. “We’re having twins…” Soarin’ couldn’t contain his happiness and he threw himself around his wife. “I’m so happy Twilight… we’re going to have two foals…”

“I know… I-I don’t know what to say…” Twilight was at a loss for words. She couldn’t believe she was going to be a mother of two foals, but one thing still nagged her. “Soarin’ do you think we are ready?”

“I think we are… you’re going to be the mother of my foals… our foals… thank you.”

Shortly after Nurse Redheart came in and finished the paperwork for Twilight’s exam. She congratulated them on their coming family and led them to the exit. Twilight and Soarin’ made their way to Sugarcube Corner to celebrate the news. She told Soarin’ about her plans to go to Canterlot; she couldn’t wait to tell her parents.

To Be a Parent - Ch. 3

Canterlot Central Station; considered to be the hub of Equestria because it linked the many corners of the equine nation. Soarin’ and Twilight admired the elegant architecture of the building while they head off the platform. They were on their way to the Sparkle residence to tell them the news of their twins. Soarin’ enjoyed the soft spring breeze as he trotted down Mane St with his wife. While the streets were full of ponies; Soarin’ didn’t notice them. All he could think about was his unborn foals. ‘I still can’t believe we are going to have twins… I hope we are ready…’

Soarin’ wasn’t sure how Twilight’s parents are going to react. Sure they will be happy; but Soarin’ still remembers when they told her father. ‘He didn’t take it well when he found out I got his daughter pregnant, but he eventually warmed up to the idea.’ The only reason that Crescent didn’t kick his flank that night was the fact that he was married to Twilight, and he knew that Soarin’ wouldn’t abandon her. Now Crescent was helping Soarin’ prepare for his impending fatherhood. Before Soarin’ knew it, they were at Twilight’s old home. He shook his head out of his trance. His head turned towards his wife and saw she was sitting; her eyes fixated on him. She had a small, but warm smile that radiated the love she had for the stallion.

The door creaked open and the couple was greeted by grey unicorn mare. “Twilight,” she happily greeted; a wide smile on her face. “It’s great to see you,” Star said, “and you too Soarin’.”

Star Sparkle let the two ponies in, and led them into the living room. Twilight’s foalhood home wasn’t very extravagant, but it was cozy. Crescent was sitting in a large armchair, sipping a cup of coffee. “Crescent… Twilight and Soarin’ are here,” Star announced.

Crescent spun his head towards his wife. “Twilight,” he said standing and trotting towards the young mare. “How is my little filly?”

Twilight hid her head in embarrassment. “Dad… I’m not a filly anymore,” she protested.

Crescent chuckled; he motioned for Twilight to take a seat on the couch. “Hello to you Soarin’,” he greeted the Pegasus stallion. “I assume you have been taking care of my filly?”

“Of course I have…” Soarin’ took a deep breath. “We have some news for you… Twilight?” he asked looking towards Twilight.

Crescent and Star sat down next to their daughter; happily awaiting their news.

“Mom… Dad,” Twilight said buying for time. “I went for my ultrasound yesterday…”

“Is the foal ok?” the grey mare asked.

“Yes, the foals are perfectly healthy,” Twilight answered.

When Crescent heard that his daughter would be visiting and she had news about her foal; he was worried that something was wrong. ‘I’m glad my grandfoals are healthy… Wait… wait grandfoals…’ The realization hit him like a brick. “What do you mean by foals?” he asked; the shock was evident in his voice.

“We are having twins,” he said cheerfully.

Star had a wide, beaming smile on her face. ‘I’m going to have two grandfoals…’ She was so excited when Twilight told her that she was going to be a grandmother for a foal, but now two foals. She was happy for her daughter, for her son-in-law. “That… That’s wonderful…” She look at the blue stallion; still sitting in stunned silence. “Did you hear, we are going to have two grandfoals?”

“I-I know… I-I” Crescent didn’t know what to say, so he didn’t say anything. He silent moved over to the young mare and pulled her into a hug. ‘My little filly is grown up, and soon she is going to have her own foals to love… and to raise…’

“That’s great news… but can I have a word with Soarin’?” Crescent asked. “In private.”

“Ok, I need to go to see Princess Celestia,” she answered. “Mom would like to walk with me. I would like to talk to you.”

“Of course dear, let’s get going.”

***

Twilight slowly trotted towards the castle with her mother. The weight of carrying the foals was starting to tire her out, so Star helped her along. Since they started their trek Star has been asking Twilight how she has been feeling. ‘My life has been amazing. I have two amazing parents, great friends, a loving husband, and soon two foals…’ What she didn’t tell her was the guilt that tugged at her heart. From all the things that Soarin’ done for her; she feels she should… no needs to repay him. “Mom…”

“Yes honey,” Star answered. “Are you tired? Do you need to rest?”

“No,” Twilight answered quickly. She took a deep breath. “When you were pregnant with Shining or well me; what did dad do?”

Star was taken by surprise with her daughter’s question. “Well, he helped me around the house. He made sure I was ok and he supported me,” she answered. “Why do you ask?”

Twilight stopped dead in tracks. She sat down to give her hooves a rest. “I feel guilty…” she said softly; hanging her head.

“Why?”

“Well, Soarin’ has been doing so much for me,” she answered. “Every morning he wakes up and makes me breakfast, he does my chores around the library, and he is always checking on me to make sure I’m ok,” she explained.

“He is doing that because he loves you and your foals,’ he said trying to cheer up her daughter.

“I know. I don’t think I could’ve found a better stallion if I tried and I want to repay him for everything he has done,” Twilight explained. “I want him to know that I appreciate what he has been doing.”

Star sat next down to her daughter; running a comforting hoof along her back. “If Soarin’ anything like your father. Just knowing that you are happy and healthy and your foals are healthy is thanks enough,” the grey mare replied with a soft motherly tone. “What were you planning to do?”

“There is this mare, Rising Sun, who was an adoptive mother to him. He hasn’t seen her in a while, and I thought if I could find her, I could get her to spend the day with Soarin’,” Twilight answered. “But I haven’t made any progress, so I was going to ask the Princess for help.”

‘Rising Sun…’ That wasn’t a name she has heard in a while. She knew that Princess Celestia was a mother to Soarin’ and she used an alias when she visited him. ‘I forgot, Twilight doesn’t know that the Princess is Soarin’ adoptive mother, but she deserves to know…’

Twilight was getting worried about her mother’s silence. “Mom?” she asked trying to get her attention.

She snapped out of her blank stare. “Sorry dear… I’m sure the Princess can help. Let’s get going sweetie”

The mares resumed their trek to Canterlot castle

***

Soarin’ slowly sipped his coffee. The former Wonderbolt found solace in the warm, bitter elixir. Each sip slowly relived the tremors in his hooves. He felt nervous. He was elated that he is going to have two foals to raise. The only problem: he is going to have two foals to raise. ‘I was scared out of my mind about being a father with one foal and now…’

Crescent took his seat next to Soarin’. He was wearing a proud smile. He is going to be a grandfather to two foals. He turned to Soarin’ who was still sipping his coffee. “You must feel proud…”

“What?” the Pegasus asked realizing that wasn’t paying attention.

“I said you must feel proud,” the blue unicorn repeated.

“I am, but…”

“But what?” Crescent asked.

Soarin’ sat slumped in his chair. He felt no respect for himself because he was afraid. ‘A husband has to take care of his wife and a stallion has to take a care of his foals. How can I stay support my family when I’m afraid… I have to stay strong… I need to…’ Soarin’ looked up at the blue unicorn sitting next across from him. “I’m afraid… that I’m not going to be good father,” Soarin’ started to choke up. “I love our foals and I want to raise them… but what if I’m not ready… what if I'm not good enough?”

“Soarin’…” Crescent said with a soft, yet fatherly tone. “I know how you are feeling.”

The Pegasus shot up in his seat; his emerald irises blew up like a balloon. “What!?!” Soarin’ exclaimed. “You’re a great husband and you raised two amazing foals,” the light azure stallion explained. “And to be honest… I look up to you. I have been trying to be as a good of a husband as you and I want to raise my foals as well as you raised Shining and Twilight.”

“Soarin’… Have I ever told you the story about how I married my wife?” Crescent asked.

“No,” he answered shortly.

Crescent sighed. ‘Soarin’ needs to hear this… he needs to know…’ The unicorn took a deep breath. “When I met Star, we were both studying astronomy at Canterlot University. “ Crescent stopped to compose himself before continuing. “Star came from an important unicorn family, while my family… I love my parents, but we never really had a lot of money. We weren’t poor. I became quick friends with Star and I sort developed a crush on her…”

“When did you two start dating?”

“I’m getting to it,” Crescent sighed. “It was our last semester. Her parents always tried to set her up with royals; she only went along with it because she didn’t want to upset them. One night she went on a date with some Prince. I don’t know what he did, but she showed up at my apartment crying her eyes. It hurt to see her in such a disheveled state, so I stayed with her all night and I comforted her. That was the night I told her that I loved her… It turns out she had feelings for me, and we started dating.” Crescent told Soarin’ about how he proposed to Star and soon broke her heart when he called off the wedding off to save her relationship with her parents. Then how he decided to marry her again.

“After I went back to Star… that’s when she told me… She was pregnant with my foal… She was pregnant with our son, Shining Armor…”

Soarin’ was shocked. He figured that they had Shining well after they were married. “How did your parents react? How did Star’s parents?” Soarin’ asked.

“My parents were supportive, they liked Star. Star’s parents… they broke contact when I continued our engagement… When they found out I got her pregnant… I-I heard they erased every record of ever having a daughter…”

“I-I…”

“It’s ok…” Crescent took a deep breath. “We were both scared; we weren’t ready to be parents… so we were going to give our foal up for adoption…” Crescent said shamefully. “When our colt was born we… we couldn’t give him away,” Crescent started to choke up. “We loved that little colt and we wanted to keep him, so we did. It was the best decision we made.” The blue stallion stopped to wipe his tears. “What I’m trying to say is nopony is ready ever really ready to be a father, but you Soarin’… You are a great husband and don’t let anypony tell you different,” the unicorn said forcefully. “You are going to be an amazing father.”

“You really think so?” the Pegasus asked softly.

“Yes, I know you will,” Crescent reaffirmed. “I know you’re afraid; becoming a father is a scary thing, it is worth when you hold your foal for the first time.”

“I-I… thank you Crescent… I can’t wait to be a father.” Soarin’ smiled at the thought of his family.

“I was going to meet my son, Shining, for lunch. I want you to come with me,” he invited Soarin’.

Soarin’ nodded. 'I'm still afraid, but I'm not alone. I think I can do this... As along as I have Twilight... We can do this...'

To Be a Parent - Ch. 4

Princess Celestia’s bed chambers were large and elegant, yet surprisingly cozy. On the northeastern wall there was a luxurious balcony looking out towards the great cities of Manehattan and Baltimare. On the balcony sat a simple wooden table. The regal white alicorn herself and her ever faithful student were enjoying a simple lunch.

Twilight silently sat in her seat; staring at the daisy sandwich that occupied her plate. She really didn’t feel hungry and only nibbled on the crust of her meal. She sighed, slowly pushing the plate away from her. She didn’t know why she felt so nervous. ‘I know the Princess usually likes me to solve my problems, but she is always willing to help. Why does this question scare me so much?’

The Princess of the Sun took one last judicious bite of her slice of cake. Levitating her napkin, the Princess whipped the excess pink frosting off her muzzle. While doing so she noticed the student’s aloof demeanor. Celestia has known Twilight for many years and she knew when Twilight has something on her mind. “I’m glad you came today Twilight,” Celestia said breaking the silence. “I enjoyed eating with you, but was there something you wanted to talk to me about?”

“Nothing…” Twilight answered quickly. ‘I don't really need to know… stop right there.’ Twilight reminded herself why she was there. ‘This isn’t about me… this is about the stallion I call me husband… the stallion that wakes up every morning and takes care of me…’ She took a deep breath, organizing her thoughts. “I-I need help looking for a mare,” she answered. “I have been looking for her for months now and I haven’t made any progress.”

“What’s her name?”

“She is a Pegasus… her name is Rising Sun…”

Celestia was shocked. She didn’t expect to hear that name anytime soon, let alone from her student. “Why are you looking for her?”

“Soarin’ has been with me every step of the way helping through my pregnancy. He is the best stallion I could ever ask for and I want to thank him,” the studious mare responded. “This mare was his adoptive mother; she took care of him and raised him into the stallion that I fell in love with. Father’s day is coming up and I wanted to do something special for him and I was hoping to find her.”

Images of the blue maned colt filled Celestia mind. The colt she took in as her son. “I need to tell you a story Twilight…” Celestia took a moment to prepare herself. “I assume Soarin’ told you about what his parents did to him?”

Twilight nodded.

“As you know foal abuse is rare in Equestria, and even when it does happen there always plenty of ponies willing to adopt a foal,” Celestia explained.

Twilight was ready to give out the exact crime statistic, but her mind told her she should let her mentor finish her story.

“When I first met Soarin’ he was a battered, bruised, and broken colt. I’ve only heard of abuse cases; never seen them first-hoof,” Celestia said sadness in her voice. “When I first saw him I didn’t want to believe that his father tortured him and mother neglected him. He told me he hurt himself trying to fly and I believed him because I didn’t want to believe the alternative,” Celestia said shamefully. “I took him back with me to the castle and gave a hot meal and a bath. That is when I found out his wing was broken.”

“I took him to my personal doctor to have him examined. The doctor took me aside and told me that the bone in his wing was shattered. I used that to justify my denial; that it was just a flying accident and his parents were out looking for him, but that didn’t last. The doctor told me that the only way his wing bone could’ve been broken was if it was deliberate, and that it was his opinion that the colt, Soarin’, was living in an abusive household.”

Twilight remembered when Soarin’ told her about this, but he never talked about his time with the Princess.

“I had found a family to take him in,” Celestia said. The white princess decided that Twilight didn’t need to know that she almost had another brother. “But for some reason he clung to me for comfort and protection.”

“Could it be because you are a Princess?” Twilight asked.

“Still he didn’t know me other than being the ruler of Equestria. He clung to me because I was the first pony to show him love. He felt safe around me, so I took care of him.”

Twilight was confused. “What about Rising Sun?” Twilight asked.

“That’s an alias… my alias.”

“What!?! You’re Rising Sun…” Twilight yelled the shock evident her voice.

“Yes…”

“Then why did you send him to Cloudsdale?”

“As much as I would like to believe it wasn’t true, the royal court would have never accepted a pegasus as my son. I could’ve raised him, but I would never been able to protect from all the bullies and rumors,” Celestia answered. “I sent him to Cloudsdale so he could have the life he deserved, but that doesn’t mean I forgot about him. I visited him on a regular basis.”

Twilight’s mind was in overdrive processing this information. She remembers Soarin’ saying that he has a special connection to Princess Celestia. “That’s why you created the alias?”

“Yes,” Celestia answered quickly. “A Princess showing up in Cloudsdale would be big news, but nopony would care about a simple pegasus spending time with her son in the park.”

Twilight always knew had a motherly aura to her, but she didn’t think that she was an actual mother. The fact the Rising Sun was an alias made sense given the lack of information she found. Now came the hard part, now she has to the Princess of the Sun to take a personal day to visit Soarin’. She sighed. “I was wondering if you could… I mean if you aren’t busy…”

“You want to know if I could spend a day with Soarin’.”

“Yes, but I understand if you can’t… I mean you are a princess,” Twilight stammered.

“No, Luna can take over my duties that day, and I would mind spending a day with my son,” Celestia said.

A wide smile grew on Twilight’s face. Her plan was coming together and she was prepared to say that Father’s day is going to be the best day of Soarin’s life. Twilight finished her lunch confident that her mission had been completed.

***

Soarin’ quietly trotted into the living room of the Twilight foalhood home. Twilight was gently sleeping on the coach, her mother giving her tired filly a warm, motherly smile. Soarin’ had just returned from his lunch with Shining and Crescent. He enjoyed bonding with the two stallions. They ate at Pony Joe’s. Soarin’ told Shining about the twins and they toasted to the health of Soarin’s foals.

Soarin’ trotted over to the sleeping mare and extended his muzzle towards her neck and lightly nuzzled her. He saw a small blush grow on her face and she mumbled something about how much she loved Soarin’. Soarin’ turned towards Twilight mother and sat next to her. “Mrs. Spark… I mean Star, can I ask you something?” Soarin’ asked.

“Of course,” she answered softly, not wanting to wake her daughter. “What about?”

“Your parents…” Since Crescent told him about Star’s parents. A thought plagued Soarin’s mind, one that was connected to his parents. Could she ever forgive them?

“Oh… well…” Star sighed. “I assume Crescent told you.”

Soarin’ nodded.

She took a deep breath. “What did you want to know?” she asked.

“Does it still bother you?”

“I could lie and say no, but it does. I still remember the day when my parents kicked me out. They were so cold… so detached; they treated me like a tenant who couldn’t pay their rent,” Star explained. “I still remember the letter I got after I told them I was pregnant. I thought they would help, but they didn’t. They said they were so embarrassed they no longer considered me family and that they would never want me back. It hurt Soarin’, I can’t even imagine what you went through, but I found solace. Solace in my husband… my Crescent and later in my foals.”

“Would you ever forgive them?” Soarin’ asked.

“If they truly changed, I would,” Star answered.

“Have you ever seen them again?”

“Yes, it was a few days after Twilight was accepted to be the Princess’s student. The school held a welcome party for new students and they were there. I was just going ignore them, but I couldn’t. They went around bragging about their granddaughter was going the Princess’s protégé and how their daughter raised a fine young filly,” Star said her voice starting to tense up. “I ignored it at first, but when I saw them pick up Twilight I lost it. I never wanted them near my foals, so galloped as fast as possible and grabbed hold of my filly and held her tight. I was furious at them, disgusted at them. I told the whole crowd how they abandoned their pregnant daughter and the only reason they acknowledged my existence was to mooch fame off a little filly. They never changed and I don’t think they will,” Star said. She sighed, calming herself down. “Why did you want to know?”

“I don’t think I could forgive my parents… I would like to think that I could, but I don’t think I can,” Soarin’ admitted.

“That understandable,” she reassured. “I was going to start dinner, why don’t you come help,” Star said standing up from her chair. "I would like to spend quality time with my son-in-law."

“Ok,” Soarin’ replied, “I’ll be there in one moment.” Soarin’ turned to his sleeping wife as Star trotted to the kitchen. He gently placed a kiss on her forehead. “I love you Twilight and I promise that I will the best husband I can,” he whispered in her ear. He moved down to her swollen abdomen and laid a hoof across it. He felt a slight kick from one of the foals. Tears welled in his eyes as he felt what seemed to be... a... a tiny hoof. “My little foals: I promise to always love and support you and that I’ll be the best father I can…”

Soarin’ took a few moments to compose himself before he trotted to the kitchen, a wide smile on his face. All he could think about is his family.

To Be a Parent - Ch. 5

Twilight gave one last glance over the bountiful tray of food. ‘Pancakes with blueberries… check… haybacon, extra crispy… and finally a cup of coffee and a glass of orange juice… check.’ Confident that Soarin’s breakfast was ready her horn flared as she lifted the wooden tray off the counter. Twilight found the one con of being pregnant was that it was tiring. Today was going to be Soarin’s day, her day to thank him for everything he has done for her, but most importantly it was going to be a day to celebrate their love and their family.

Twilight quietly trotted up the back stairs in the library towards her room. Soarin’ is usually up by now; but Twilight fixed that. She turned off the alarm on his clock. She entered the dim bedroom and found her husband soundly asleep. His body still lying securely under the covers and his muzzle buried deep into Twilight’s pillow which filled his nostrils with the sweet scent of lilacs, which reminded him of his wife. Twilight smiled at the sleeping stallion before placing the tray of food down on her nightstand. She gently climbed into bed, careful not the wake her husband, and wrapped her forelegs around his body. She let the warmth of his body invade her and she felt her muscles relax under the comfort of her husband.

“Soarin’… Soarin’ it’s time to wake up,” the mare gently cooed in his ear. “Wake up honey…”

Soarin’ slowly began to awake from his slumber. He could hear the soft, angelic tones of his wife’s voice, and he could feel her hooves wrapped around him. He responded by burying his muzzle into her lilac scented mane and lightly nuzzled her neck. Soarin’ was very much an affectionate pony, unlike what his fans would have expected. He loved cuddling with Twilight and took every chance to do so. ‘I love the smell of Twilight’s mane,’ he thought filling his nostrils with the sweet scent. ‘I love the warmth of her coat… I love everything about Twilight… especially the smell of haybacon… wait!’ Soarin’s eyes shot open as he propelled himself up in his bed. He quickly examined the room, his head snapping back and forth. He saw his wife lying next to him, giving a confused look. He looked over to his clock and saw it was 11:00. ‘Good going Soarin’ you slept in… There are chores I need to get done…’ He quickly tried to hop out of bed, but found himself restrained to the soft, pillow-like surface.

“Where are you going Soarin’?” Twilight asked.

“I slept in; I need to get started on today’s chores,” he answered quickly.

“Can’t you stay just a little longer…”

“Why?” Soarin’ asked. ‘While I would love to stay and cuddle with Twilight, the library isn’t going to run itself.’

Twilight pouted. “Is it so wrong that I want to spend some time with my stallion,” Twilight said in mock disappointment.

‘She has a point…’ Soarin’ gave up trying to fight his wife and he laid back down on the comforting mattress. He felt the mare snuggle into his body, her head resting on his chest. He allowed his muscles to relax with the affection from the mare huddled into his body. “Twilight have you eaten breakfast yet?” Soarin’ asked.

“No, but I made you breakfast,” Twilight said rolling over and pointing to the tray of food sitting next to the bed.

Soarin’ mouth started to water as he stared at the golden-brown stack of pancakes and the perfectly crisp plate of haybacon. ‘That food looks so good right now… but wait… what’s Twilight going to eat?’ Soarin’ watched as Twilight levitated the tray over and placed it near the foot of the bed. “What are you going to eat Twilight?” Soarin’ asked with concern.

“I was just going to have a bowl of oats I guess,” the studious mare answered nonchalantly.

Soarin’ looked the steaming hot plate of food, and then turned his head to his wife. ‘She’s probably hungry…’ Soarin’ looked at the plate and back to Twilight. She was nudging him to start eating, but something didn’t feel right. He didn’t like the idea of gorging on a plate of hotcakes while his hungry mare watched. “Uh, Twi,” Soarin’ said getting the mare’s attention. “Do you want to share this… I don’t think I could finish it all,” Soarin’ lied. Anypony, who knew him, knew he could easily scarf down a meal twice this size.

Twilight could see through Soarin’ lie. She knew the day he couldn’t finish a meal is the day she forgot how to use magic. That doesn’t mean she was opposed to sharing with him; she was hungry and those pancakes do look tasty. “Well… I guess I wouldn’t mind sharing,” Twilight said pretending to go along with Soarin’. “I wouldn’t want you to get a stomach ache of your special day.”

Soarin’ was confused. “What do you mean by ‘special day’?” Soarin’ asked. ‘It’s nopony’s birthday… not our anniversary…’

Twilight facehoofed. “Do you know what day it is?” Twilight asked. She knew Soarin’ wasn’t the most organized pony, but she expected to know what the day was.

“Uhh… it’s Tuesday…” Soarin’ said slowly. Soarin’ could still feel his wife’s penetrating gaze. “Uh… uh… it’s Ponyville History Day… no, National Read-a-Book Day,” Soarin’ spat out, hoping one of them was right.

Twilight placed a hoof on Soarin’s mouth, silencing the babbling stallion. “It’s Father’s Day Soarin’,” Twilight said in shock that her husband didn’t know. ‘How could he not know it’s father’s day, unless… he probably never really celebrated it with his dad.’

Twilight removed her hoof from Soarin’s muzzle, to allow him to respond. “Ohh… but I’m not a father yet,” Soarin’ said.

“You are going to be, and this a special day for you,” The mare said running a hoof along her husband’s back.

“So, why are you doing this?” Soarin’ asked.

“For the past seven months you have taken care of me and I want to thank you,” Twilight explained. “Today I want to take care of you, so go ahead and eat…” Twilight stated, her free hoof pointing to the plate of food.

Soarin’ stared at the steaming, stack of pancakes. His head slowly lowered towards. He took a hearty bite of the fluffy piece of heaven. Soarin’s taste buds were overwhelmed with a wavy of flavor; the tartness of the fresh blueberries and the sweetness of the maple syrup. Soarin’ swallowed the food, sending it to his hungry stomach. He turned his head, and saw his wife sitting there watching him. He nudged the plate towards her, telling her to take some.

Twilight responded by taking eating a chunk. The two ponies simply sat and enjoyed their meals together. It has been awhile since they have eaten breakfast together. For the past few month it has been Soarin’ waking up and eating before making Twilight’s breakfast. While she ate he would be working on chores, but now they just reveled in each other’s company. Not to long after, the once bountiful tray of food become a pile of empty, dirty dishes.

“Thank you, Twilight,” Soarin’ said. His lips meet hers in a short, yet loving kiss; the taste of maple syrup still present. After her pulled out of the kiss he wrapped his hooves around Twilight and let her head rest on his chest. “You never have to repay me for anything Twilight. I’ve done these things because I love you and I want you to be happy, and our foals to be healthy,” Soarin’ said. “When I married you I made a promise to support you, to respect you, and most of all to love you with all my heart and I never intend to break that promise.”

“I know that Soarin’, that is one of the reason why I love you,” Twilight said, as she tenderly nuzzled her stallion’s chest. “Over the past seven months you have taken care of me; every morning I would wake up with a hot breakfast waiting for me and you would always greet me with that loving smile. I appreciate it. I appreciate that you put up with my weird cravings, my morning sickness, and most of all my mood swings,” Twilight a pang of guilt in her voice. Her cravings weren’t too bad, the weirdest thing was an apple pie topped with haybacon and covered with ranch dressing, and her morning sickness didn’t last too long. The worst was the mood swings, they only lasted a month, but they were bad.

She remembers one particular incident. It was five months into the pregnancy. Soarin’ had woken up early to reshelf the books in the library. ‘He worked most of the day and only stopped to make a meal for me, to eat, or to check on me.’ She had just finished dinner and Soarin’ had completed putting the last book away. That was when she found that Soarin’ accidently placed ‘The Complete Works of Starswirl the Bearded’ in the magic history section and not the magic theory section. ‘It was so trivial, but I went off on him. I don't even know why I was so upset... I said some pretty bad things to him…’ That was before she forcibly removed all the books from the shelves and told him to start again and to do it right. The next thing she remembered was crying herself to sleep. She was sure that she just ruined her marriage and that she would wake up with a letter from Soarin’ telling her he wanted a divorce. She wouldn’t have blamed him. She woke up and what she found shocked her. Soarin’ was in the bed lying next to her and she was in his embrace. His eyes, those amazing pools of emerald, didn’t express anger or disgust like she expected, but love. Pure love. He was telling her how much he loved her, how she was going to be the mother of their foal, and that he would never leave her. ‘I tried to apologize, but Soarin’ said I didn’t need to. That I couldn’t control my mood swings and he wasn’t mad.’

“Twilight… Twilight, are you ok?” Soarin’ asked trying to get his wife’s attention.

Twilight shook her head out of her trance. “Yeah Soarin’, I’m fine,” Twilight said. “I just got lost in thought.”

“So, what do you have planned for today?” Soarin’ asked. If he knew his wife, and Soarin’ did, Twilight would have a detailed schedule for the day.

“Well I was thinking we could go to the park together,” Twilight said. “If you want to do something else that’s fine.” Twilight knew Soarin’ loves going to the park on a nice summer day and he would never say no.

“That sounds great Twi. I’ll go get these dishes cleaned…” Soarin’ could feel the gaze of his wife. “I mean you’ll get the dishes cleaned and I’ll pack our saddle bags.”

“Ok Soarin’…” Twilight knew this was going to be a good day. It was a bright summer day and she was going spend it with her husband. ‘I just hope the Princess shows up on time and Rainbow remembers our plan,’ Twilight thought trotting towards the kitchen with the tray of plates. No matter what Twilight was going to make sure this is a memorable day for Soarin’.

To Be a Parent - Ch. 6

The majestic sun was high in the azure sky; its warm, comforting rays gracing the green landscape of the commons of Ponyville. The green, grassy fields of the quaint Equestrian town were filled ponies and families celebrating Father’s day and enjoying the warm summer day. Every year the town would hold competitions in the park for stallions and their foals. Near the center of the park sat a large oak tree, and under the protection shade of its branches sat two ponies. Soarin’ had been enjoying his day with Twilight, which was evident with the wide smile on his face. Earlier he had decided to stretch his wings a bit, but now he just wanted to sit next to his wife.

While the unicorn mare was engrossed in a tome on advanced magical theory, Soarin’ simply watched the ponies participate the day’s events. ‘All the stallions and their foals… They look so happy…’ Soarin’ looked down towards his wife; she was leaning in to Soarin’s side, her head gentle resting on his neck. ‘In a few months I’m going to be a father… I’m going to be responsible for the lives of these two ponies… It’s going to be our job to raise them and to love them…’ When Soarin’ first heard about Twilight’s pregnancy he was scared, and still is a bit. When he thought about being a father it filled him with worry, but now it didn’t. It the thoughts engulfed him in a different emotion. Pride, that he is giving his wife a family and love. Even though his foals aren’t born yet he loves them as much as he loves Twilight.

Twilight slowly closed the book that was levitating in front of her and placed the tome in her saddlebag. She had just the most interesting treatise on the possibilities of astral projection. She looked over to Soarin’, he was staring off into space. “Soarin’,” Twilight said nudging him with her muzzle. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah, I just got lost in thought,” Soarin’ answered.

“What were you thinking about?”

Soarin’ turned his head to look at the crowd of ponies. “This time next year we can be taking our foals to the park… we’ll have a family…”

Twilight turned to look at the families. “I know…” Twilight said almost absent mindedly. “How are you enjoying the day so far?”

Soarin’ thought back on the day so far. ‘I woke up to Twilight’s smiling face, we shared an amazing breakfast, and now I have time to relax with her… this was perfect…’ Soarin’ began to nuzzle the top of his wife’s head. “This was amazing, thank you again.”

“That’s goo…”

Twilight was interrupted by a certain pink earth pony. “Hiya Twilight… Hiya Soarin’!” Pinkie cheerfully yelled, merrily bouncing around the couple.

“Hi Pinkie,” Twilight greeted. “We’re just enjoying a day in the park.”

“Pinkie, how did you beat me here?” the azure mare asked hastily landing next to the bouncing mare. Rainbow thought for a moment. “Never mind, don’t answer that question.” The rainbow mare just shrugged it off as Pinkie being Pinkie.

“Hi Rainbow, how are you and Spitfire doing?” Soarin’ asked.

It has barely been a month since Rainbow’s wedding to Spitfire. “I thought marriage would hurt me on the cool scale, but being married to Spitfire has made me 120% cooler,” the rainbow mare boosted.

“So are you and Pinkie pranking today?” Soarin’ asked.

“Oh yeah I forgot… I came here to get you,” Rainbow said recalling the reason for her visit.

“For what?” Soarin’ asked dreading the answer. He has been pranked by Ponyville’s primer pranking duo more than a few time, but since she started dating Spitfire. The Great Ponyville Pranking Triumvirate has been merciless in their antics. ‘This is probably another prank…’

“You. Me. Applejack’s barn. Ten minutes. Cake eating contest.” Rainbow replied curtly.

Soarin’ was surprised by Rainbow answer. He had just beat her in a pie eating contest last week. “Another eating contest… Dash you might be ‘fastest flier in Equestria’, but I could beat you in a eating contest blindfolded,” Soarin’ said confident in his eat abilities.

Rainbow chuckled as she pulled out two black blindfolds. “Good thing I have these,” the Pegasus mare said with a devious smile.

Soarin’ turned to his wife. A shocked look on his face.

“I think you should do it Soarin’,” Twilight said.

Soarin’ looked down thinking of his options. He quickly turned his head towards the Pegasus mare with a determined smile. “You are on…”

***

Soarin’ sat proudly in front a large square table; the black blindfold snuggly wrapped around his face. ‘I can’t believe she was serious about being blindfolded,’ he groaned to himself. Across the table sat his competitor, his challenger for the title of eating champion. Soarin’ took a deep breath. ‘I’m ready for this.’

“All right ya’ll,” Applejack announced. “The rules are simple… You all have a minute to eat the as much cake as you can. The pony who has eaten the most wins,” the apple farmer explained. “Now on your mark… get set… go!”

“Soarin’ quickly dug into his first cake, quickly finishing it off. Competitive eating was an art and a science, and Soarin’ was a master. He was surprised cutie mark wasn’t for eating. The only problem Soarin’ had with these competitions was he couldn’t savor every morsel. If he were to do that he would surely lose. ‘5 cakes…. 6 cakes… 7 cakes… 8 cakes… 9 cakes…’ It was only a 60 second competition, but to Soarin’ it felt like he has been eating for hours. ’15 cakes… 16 cakes…’

*Ding* *Ding*

“Stop eating,” Applejack declared.

“Now we just need to tally the cakes and announce the winner,” Twilight said beginning her audit of cake consumption.

Soarin’ sat with a smug smile. He was sure of his victory, and he decided to leave the blindfold on his head. “So how many cakes did I beat you by Rainbow?” Soarin’ asked.

“Uhh… Soarin’… you lost by 24 cakes,” Twilight admitted hesitantly.

“What!?!” Soarin’ yelled. ‘No way Rainbow could beat me by that much… the only pony that could…’ Soarin’ quickly ripped off his blindfold and instead of seeing a Rainbow maned Pegasus sitting across from he saw pure white mare with a soft pink mane. ‘The only pony who could beat me is Celestia… my mom…’

“Hello Soarin’,” the Rising Sun gently greeted. “How are you my colt?”

Soarin’ didn’t know what to say. If he did find the right words to tell his adoptive mother, it felt like his mouth my sealed shut. “M-m-mom,” the stallion stammered in disbelief.

“Yes Soarin’ it’s me,” the older mare said opening her arms for a hug.

Soarin’ quickly sprung from his seated position, and with a few flaps of his wings he propelled himself over the cluttered table. He made contact with the pink maned mare and entered a tight embrace. “It’s been too long since I last saw you,” Soarin’ said a few stray tears in eyes.

Celestia saw her son’s tears and gently wiped them away with a free hoof. “I know my little colt.” Celestia thought for a moment. “Well you are very little anymore or a colt, but you grew into a fine stallion.” Celestia recalled all the times when used to wipe away his tear when was upset, and when she would cradle his small body in her arms. With those memories, came all the wonderful feelings of being a mother to such an amazing colt.

“It’s because I had such an amazing mom… I love you.” Soarin’ could hear a chorus of ‘D’awws’ coming from his wife, Twilight, and her five friends. “Why… Why are you here?”

“When Twilight came to see me she told me what she was planning,” the pink maned Pegasus explained. “I jumped on the chance to spend time with you because over the years I have felt like I have neglected you and when I did see you I hid my identity, so this day forward I no longer wish to hide who I am,” Celestia announced. A bright white glow enveloped the Pegasus mare, and her body began to grow. Slowly it transformed from the body of Rising Sun into the regal for of Princess Celestia.

The ponies in the spacious barn quickly gasped and bowed at the appearance of their Princess of the Sun sans her regalia; all the ponies except Twilight who knew about the Princess’s attendance.

“I might Princess Celestia, Regent of the Sun, but now I wish to wear another title with pride. One that is far more prestigious and important to me than any royalty that can bestowed upon me,” Celestia announced. “That is Celestia, mother… mother of such amazing foal named Soarin’.” The Princess could feel Soarin’s grip tighten around her. She knew they shared a special bond, a bond between a mother and her foal. Even though she didn’t give birth to him, it’s a bond that can’t be broken. She was the first pony to truly care about him and to take care of him.

“Thank you… Thank you…” Soarin’ repeated.

“Don’t thank me, it was Twilight who planned this,” Celestia said pointed to her faithful student.

Soarin’ turned his and head. His wife was standing next to her friends, a smile on her face. A smile that made his heart melt. “Thank you Twilight, you have truly made me a happy stallion today.” Soarin’ turned his head and began to lightly nuzzle the alicorn’s chest; trying to recall the happy memories of his colthood.

“My faithful student,” Celestia in her soft, yet regal voice.

Twilight approached her mentor. “Yes Prin- I mean Celestia.” Twilight was told not to call her mentor by her title, but just by her name. Twilight was still getting to referring to her without the title Princess.

“Over the past years you have written to me about magic of friendship and more recently about the magic of love,” Celestia said. “Now I have a new assignment for you. I a few months both of you will be parents and I want you and Soarin’ to write to me about the magic of parenthood. It such an amazing gift to have a foal and to be a parent.” She looked down the stallion snuggled close to her chest, her hoof softly caressing his mane. “Being a mother is a wonderful thing and I wouldn’t give it up for anything.”

“Of course we will write to you,” Twilight answered with determination.

“WooHoo! Now let’s get this party started!” yelled the pink party pony as she pulled out a blue cannon out of nowhere.

***

It might have been father’s day in Equestria, but the events in Ponyville turned into a celebration for all parents. Soarin’ and Twilight celebrated their coming family, while Rainbow and Spitfire celebrated with their adopted daughter, Scootaloo. It was a happy day in Ponyville, a day filled with love and family.

The sun was now below the horizon and the Luna’s moon rising in the velvety night sky. The festivities in Ponyville were now over. Soarin’ was standing outside the library, giving his farewell to his mom. “I wish you didn’t have to go so soon,” Soarin’ said with melancholy. Soarin’ had loved the day his wife planned for him. He was able to spend quality time with Twilight and with Celestia, and for that he is grateful.

“I know, but I must return to Canterlot,” Celestia said. She pulled Soarin’ into hug. “Good bye son, I can’t wait to meet my grandfoals.”

“Bye mom…”

Celestia bent her head down a placed a sweet kiss on her son’s forehead. “You are a great husband and you will be a great father… Never hesitate to write to me and when you can, you are always welcome to visit.”

“I will.”

With that Celestia took off towards Canterlot, the light of her sister’s moon lighting the way. Soarin’ watched his mom fly off and as she left his view and turned and entered his home. He joined his wife upstairs in their bed. They slowly drift off in to each other’s embrace.

To Be a Parent - Epilogue

Ponyville General Hospital, on most nights the white, sterile halls this of this institution was filled with an almost eerie silence, but tonight was different. Tonight the halls echoed with the loud clopping hooves. In the waiting room was a dark blue maned Pegasus stallion. Soarin’s mane was disheveled and bags were under his eyes. His eye lids begged for rest as he impatiently trotted back and forth in the waiting room. Tonight wasn’t just any night. Twilight, his wife, was in labor. ‘Some where my wife is in excruciating pain, giving birth to our foals and I’m stuck here,’ Soarin’ groan to himself. Soarin’ stopped his pacing and look toward the door that read ‘Maternity Ward’. He turned and trotted over to the small sitting area. As he took a seat he saw two ponies seated; a golden Pegasus mare and her rainbow maned companion. “Spitfire… Rainbow, what are you still doing here?” Soarin’ asked.

“What, and let you be alone while your wife is in labor?” Spitfire asked rhetorically. “You would do the same for me and plus, Rainbow has paperwork to finish,” Spitfire said as she nudged her head towards Rainbow Dash, her head buried in a pile of scrolls.

After he left the Wonderbolts, the position of Chief Weather Officer went to Lightning Streak and since then it shuffled hooves between the members of the weather flight, none of them wanting it. That is until it reached Rainbow Dash, the current Flight Commander. While it was a leadership position, it gave you command of the weather flight, and you were second-in-command for the squadron. It was the paperwork that killed it. The job required hours of paperwork, everything from Cloud Requisition forms to be filled with the Weather Factory to Meteorological Assessments to be sent to the Equestrian Weather Service. Soarin’ loved being the CWO and the paperwork was a secret vice for him.

“I hate paperwork…” Rainbow groaned. “I joined the Wonderbolts to do stunt flying, not write reports on the weather in Hoofington.”

“Cheer up Rainbow, Soarin’ loved to do paperwork,” Spitfire joked, hoping to get Soarin’ to relax.

“What? I didn’t love paperwork,” the light azure stallion retorted.

“Yeah sure,” the fiery mare chuckled. “I’m pretty sure you were the longest serving CWO and you always filed the paperwork two days early… at least,” Spitfire said.

Rainbow stared at the embarrassed stallion. For reason this revelation didn’t shock her. The fanfilly image she had of the stallion was already gone. Like most mares, she thought Soarin’ would be the stereotypical tough-colt: brash, dangerous, and pure awesome. That image slowly fade as she began to know and disappeared when he stared dating her best friend. Come to find out he was the most affectionate pony Rainbow has ever met, sure he was a cool pony and a great flier, but also a hopeless romantic. Now knowing he used to like doing paperwork, it was no surprise considering he fell in love with the Queen of Organization herself. “No wonder you married the egghead, “Rainbow joked.

“Yeah… Yeah…” Soarin’ said lifelessly. He found himself staring at the door to the Maternity Ward again. Soarin’ sighed hanging his head close to the ground. It felt like he has been waiting for an eternity. ‘How much longer do I…’ Soarin’s thoughts came to a dead stop as he heard the sound of… hooves. His head shot up at the door and he saw a white earth pony standing in the door way; she had a red cross for a cutie mark, it was Nurse Redheart. ‘Could this be it?’

“Mr. Soarin’,” she called out softly, yet firm.

Soarin’ stood up and trotted towards the open door. “Yes…”

A wide grin spread across the nurse pony’s face, this was her favorite part of her job. “Your wife is waiting for you. There are two ponies she would like you to meet,” Redheart said motioning Soarin’ to follow her.

Soarin’ followed the nurse in the ward. ‘This is it… I’m finally going to meet my foals… I wonder if we have two fillies, two colts, or a filly and a colt... unicorn, earth pony, Pegasus…’ the possibilities shot through his mind. He followed nurse to an open door, a light shined out from the room.

“She is right in there,” Nurse Redheart said quietly. “Congratulations…”

Soarin’ looked into the room. His wife was lying on the bed. Her eyes begged for sleep, but she adorned a warm, motherly smile. “Twilight…”

Twilight’s head lifted as she look to the door way. “Hi Soarin’,” she said greeted.

“How are you feeling?” Soarin’ asked.

“Tired… worn out, but it was worth it… come here,” she said waving him over.

Soarin’ quietly trotted over to his wife’s bed. As he got closer he saw two… two foals snuggled into the mare’s side. He sat down next to the bed.

“Soarin’ I would like you to meet our daughter,” Twilight said pointing to the filly. She was a Pegasus with a bluish-white coat and a navy blue mane. “And our son.” She pointed to the sleeping colt. He was a unicorn and he had a lavender coat like his mother and purple mane.

Soarin’ could feel tears welling in his eyes. ‘I-I have a little filly and a colt…’ He didn’t even bother to stop the stray tears, he was too happy.

The filly slowly began to wake up. The foal stared into the eyes of the unfamiliar pony.

“Would you like to hold her?” Twilight asked.

Soarin’ nodded. His arms extended as he picked up the foal. He held the foal’s small body close to his chest. The foal seemed scared at first, like she wasn’t sure if she could trust this strange pony. Soarin’ could sense the foal’s unease, so he did what felt right. “It’s ok little one, I’ll protect you,” Soarin’ softly cooed in the foal’s ear, calming her. “I love you my little filly.” Once again the filly was drifting off to sleep, this time in her father’s hooves. He looked back up to Twilight. “Have you thought of names yet?” Soarin’ asked quietly, so not to wake the foals.

“I was thinking Dusk for the colt,” Twilight answered.

“That’s a nice name… and for the filly?”

“I don’t know…” Twilight said.

Soarin’ looked down at the sleeping filly. “Glidin'…” he said softly.

“Glidin'…?”

Soarin’ nodded. “When I look at her, I see Glidin' my little filly,” Soarin’ said.

“That’s a beautiful name… Dusk and Glidin' our little foals.”

Soarin’ gently placed Glidin' down on the bed next to her mother. He placed a kiss on Twilight’s lips. “I love you Twilight… thank you for this family,” Soarin’ said.

“I love you too, Soarin’.” Twilight felt incredibly tired and now she just wanted to sleep. “I think I’m going to get some rest… good night.”

“Good night Twilight,” Soarin’s said as the mare drifted into a peaceful slumber. Soarin’ watched his family sleep before retiring to a nearby chair and resting his eyes himself. It was a long day, but it was worth it he was truly a father now.

***

It was a cold, winter night in Ponyville; the town was covered in a sugary white layer of snow. Soarin’ and Twilight sat next to a warm, crackling fire; they were enjoying each other’s company. It has almost been a year and half since their foals were born. While being a parent was tough, waking up any times a night to change a diaper and what not. Thanks to their planning it rather smoothly, but still stressful, but even after all that they would say is worth it. They both loved their family.

Soarin’ turned to Twilight. “I can’t believe Hearth Warming Eve is coming up,” he said.

“I know, it’s going to be the foals second, and our fifth,” Twilight replied. She couldn’t believe that this is going to be the fifth time she has celebrated the holiday with Soarin’.

“I have loved every moment I have spent with you Twilight…” Soarin’ was cut off by the rhythmic clopping of tiny hooves. “I think we are going to have two little visitors,” Soarin’ chuckled as he looked at the stairs leading to the foal’s bedroom.

Within a matter of moments, two foals came running into the dimly light living room; running towards their parents. In pursuit was a rather tired looking purple dragon. “Wait… you two are supposed to be in bed,” Spike said breathing heavily. The foals paid to head to the out of breath dragon. Dusk galloped over to his mother and carefully climbed on her back, and Glidin' sat in front of her father.

“It’s ok Spike, you can go to be… we’ll take care of them,” Twilight said to her fatigued assistant.

“Ok Twilight, good night,” Spike said before returning to his comfy bed.

Twilight turned her head to look the colt resting on her back. “Duskie it is way past your bed time,” Twilight nagged.

Dusk simply look at his mother and wrapped his forehooves around the mare’s neck in a hug. “I wuv you mommy…”

“I love you too, sweetie,” Twilight replied giving her son a light nuzzle.

Glidin' sat in front of her father, looking up into the stallion’s eyes. The filly slowly picked up a hoof and placed it on the front of Soarin’s muzzle.

“Yes Glidin', that’s daddy’s nose,” Soarin’ chuckled. He pulled the filly closer to him, so she was resting on top of his legs. “I love you Glidin',” Soarin’ said softly to the tired filly.

“I wuv you dada,” Glidin' replied letting her head rest of her dad’s front hoof.

Soarin’ looked below him and then towards Twilight. “They’re both sound asleep,” Soarin’ said.

Twilight nodded. “I don’t have the hearth to wake them Twilight,” Twilight said quietly. “Let’s let them stay,” Twilight yawned. She was feeling tired herself. “Good night, Soarin’.”

“Good night Twilight,” he said.

They both shared a quick kiss before they both drifted off together. It was a beautiful night in Equestria.

What Makes a Parent - Prologue

Soarin’ and Twilight cheerily trotted through Ponyville, the busy town was alive with activity and they were on their way to pick their foals up at school. The past eight years been both difficult and rewarding. They found raising two foals wasn’t as easy as they thought. They remembered celebrating anniversaries at home so they can watch them and other sacrifices they had made, but no matter the trouble it was worth it. They were happy to be parents.

Soarin’ could feel his wife slightly leaning into him. He smiled and wrapped a wing around her back.

Twilight looked at her husband, a little worry on her face. “Do you think the foals will be ok with my parents tonight?” Twilight asked. It was there tenth anniversary and they were going out to eat in Canterlot.

“They will,” Soarin’ reassured her. “Tonight’s going to be our special night.”

Twilight nodded; she couldn’t believe she has been married for ten years now. The two ponies could see the small, red schoolhouse in front of them. As they approached they saw Glida waiting out front, but they couldn’t see Dusk. Soarin’ and Twilight started to pick up their pace, feeling worried. As they got closer they saw tears coming from Glida’s eyes, she was crying. Every paternal instinct in their bodies went into overdrive as they picked up their pace to gallop.

“Glida,” the couple yelled, as they galloped towards the crying filly.

Twilight swooped up her daughter in a hug and held her filly tight. “What’s wrong my filly?” Twilight asked in a soft, motherly tone. “Where is your brother, Dusk?”

Glida could feel her tears starting to stop as she was held in her mother's embrace. She didn’t want to answer, because she knew her parents would be upset when they know why Dusk wasn’t here. “Dusk… is still inside…” Glida answered hesitantly, pointing to the schoolhouse. “…he got into a fight…”

Twilight’s eyes widened. “A… fight…” Twilight thought she was going to faint. Somepony tried to hurt her little colt.

Soarin’ noticed his wife’s worry. He rested a hoof on her shoulder. “I’ll go…” he said nodding towards the schoolhouse.

Twilight nodded; running a hoof through her daughter’s mane, softly cooing in her ear.

Soarin’ trotted into the stuffy, wooden building. As he trotted in, he saw three unicorn colts leave, each with a nasty scowl on their face. Soarin’ continued to the front of the class; Cheerilee seated at her desk and Dusk was seated in a small desk in the front row; tears running down his face and a few bruises on his small body. Every fatherly instinct in his mind was screaming at him to forget everything and go and protect his son, but he couldn’t. As he trotted up to the front the classroom Cheerilee noticed the stallion and she nodded to him; telling him that he can talk to his son first. Soarin’ quickly trotted over the crying colt and wrapped his arms around him.

Soarin’ gently his hoof along the unicorn’s back. “D-dusk are you ok? What happened?” Soarin’ asked worried about his son’s wellbeing.

The purple colt hid head in his father’s chest. “…I-I’m sorry dad…” the colt answered his voice shaking. “… are… are you and mom mad at me…?”

Soarin’ tightened the grip around the colt. “We’re not mad… We love you very much Dusky… your mother and I are worried…” Soarin’ reassured him.

Cheerilee smiled at the exchange between the two ponies. It warmed her heart to see the relationship the colt had with his father. She stood up and trotted over to the two ponies. “Dusk, you can go now. I just need to speak with your father,” the teacher stated.

Soarin’ loosened his arm around the colt’s small body, and looked into his son’s eyes. “Go ahead… I’ll be right there,” Soarin’ said gently. Dusk gave his father a quick hug before galloping out of the schoolhouse and towards his mother. Soarin’ sighed and turned to Cheerilee. “Wh-what happened?”

Cheerilee trotted back to her desk and motioned him to sit. She took a deep breath. “There was a fight…”

“Please don’t say Dusk started it,” Soarin’ said.

“No,” the teacher answered. “It wasn’t as much a fight and more of the other three attacking him.”

Soarin’ gulped. The stallion shuddered at the thought ponies ganging up on his son. “Why?”

The mare thought for a moment before continuing. “From what I was told the three foals were teasing his sister Glida and they have been for some time now. Dusk tried to standup for her and things escalated from there,” Cheerilee explained. “Don’t worry he’s not in trouble. I had him stay to hear his side of the story to make sure he was ok.”

Soarin’ sighed in relief. “Thank you Ms. Cheerilee,” Soarin’ said standing up.

“No problem Mr. Soarin’, your foals are a pleasure to have in class.”

Soarin’ trotted out of the schoolhouse. He saw Dusk and Glida seated with their mother, Twilight. He smiled as heard a few laughs coming from the two foals. He trotted over to them and the family made their way home. As he trotted Soarin’ looked at his son, who was trotting right next to him. “Dusk,” Soarin’ said.

The colt’s head turned up to his father and his smile disappeared.. Worry was on his face, he was worried he was going to get in trouble “Yes dad…”

“I… the way you stood up for your sister. I’m proud of you,” Soarin’ said to his son. “… just try not get into any more fights…”

Dusk’s smile quickly returned. “Yes dad. Mommy said you are going out to eat tonight.”

Soarin’ chuckled a bit. “We are,” the stallion answered.

“Why?” Glida chimed in.

“For our anniversary dear,” Twilight answered.

“What’s that?” Dusk asked.

“Well, when two ponies love each other they get married and every year on that day they celebrate,” Soarin’ explained.

“How long have been married to mom?” Glida asked.

Soarin’ looked up at his wife and smiled at her. “Ten years… ten years today…” Soarin’ said as he looked at his wife. The four ponies continued on their way home, Dusk and Glida continued to ask their parents about love and marriage. They soon reach the library and Dusk and Glida went upstairs to put their saddlebags away.

Later that day: Twilight went up to her room to wash up and get ready for night in Canterlot, while Soarin’ watched the foals work on their homework.

*knock* *knock*

Soarin’ trotted over to the library door and he was greeted by a grey mare and dark blue unicorn stallion. “It’s nice to see you Crescent, Star,” Soarin’ greeted. “Come in.”

The two ponies trotted inside. “It’s nice to see you too,” Star responded.

“Thanks again for watching the foals for us.”

Crescent spoke up. “Well ten years of marriage is a big thing, and I love seeing my grandfoals,” Crescent said. Crescent and Star trotted over to foals. Hi Dusk… Glida, how are my grandfoals,” Crescent asked.

Dusk and Glida lifted their head out of their books. Large grins grew on their faces when they saw who was there. They quickly galloped over to their grandparents. “Grandma… Grandpa…” they yelled cheerfully. Soarin’ watched as his foals talked to his in-laws about school and just life in general.

Twilight soon trotted down from her room and saw her parents. “Hi mom, dad,” she greeted.

Star turned her head towards the stairs. “Hello, Twilight,” the older mare greeted.

Twilight talked to her parents a bit. Her and Soarin’ soon said their good byes to their foals and headed off to the train station.

After Soarin’ and Twilight left, Dusk looked up to his grandfather. “Grandpa… what’s a divorce?”

Crescent and Star looked to each other. It was going to be a long night.

***

Soarin’ and Twilight slowly trotted through the dark streets of Ponyville. They enjoyed their evening together and now they couldn’t wait to get home and see their foals. The town was quiet in under the serene night sky. Twilight was leaning into her husband as she trotted. They soon reached the library. Inside they were surprised that Dusk and Glida didn't gallop downstairs to greet them.

Soarin’ stops in the center of the library’s main floor right in front of the main staircase. He turned to his wife and started to speak. “Twilight… for the past ten years you have made me the happiest stallion in Equestria. When I promised you to always love you, I meant it and I love more than anything,” Soarin’ stated passionately. “I still remember when we met, our first date, and day I proposed to you. I’ll always be with you, I’ll always support you, and I’ll always love you. You’ll always be my mare… my Twilight…”

Twilight smiled lovingly at her husband, she was moved by his passionate words. “Soarin’… When I was a filly I didn’t care about friendship. I had my books and I was happy. Then I got the five best friends I could have ever asked for. Then I told myself I didn’t need love, I didn’t need a coltfriend… until I met you. After I met I learned that I needed you… I needed your love. You’re the only stallion I ever want. You have always supported me and have taken care of me and I’ll always be with you… You'll always be my stallion… my Soarin’…”

Soarin’s head inched towards his wife as they met in a passionate kiss. His eyes wandered and he saw standing at the top of the stair case were his foals, Dusk and Glida. With them were his in-laws, Crescent and Star. He turned his back to his wife as he got lost in their kiss. He didn’t the clopping of hooves as his colt and filly galloped down stairs and soon he felt himself being tackled by the little ponies. Soarin’ and Twilight turned their heads down and they say their two foals looking up at them, wide beaming smiles on their faces. Soarin’ and Twilight quickly swoop down and wrap their arms around the cheerful foals.

“I hope you’ve been good for grandma and grandpa?” Soarin’ asked.

In response Dusk and Glida nodded excitedly.

Soarin’ chuckled a bit at their enthusiasm. “Now it’s time to get ready for bed,” Soarin’ said slightly diminishing the foals’ excitement. “… and if you hurry, Twilight and I can read a story tonight.”

Glida looked up to her mother. “Can we read the next Daring Do book…?”

Twilight nodded.

In a flash Dusk and Glida burst into a gallop up the stairs in a race to the bathroom.

Crescent and Star made their way down the steps. “Dusk and Glida were wonderful tonight,” Crescent said thinking back to the night’s events.

“I’m glad,” Twilight answered. “Thanks for watching them.”

“It was no problem,” Twilight’s mother said picking up her saddlebags. She turned her head to her husband. “We should probably get going.”

“Mom, dad why don’t you stay here in the guest room?” Twilight asked. It was a long trip back to Canterlot and they seemed tired.

“Thank you,” Crescent said. “We’ll go get are things settled.” Crescent and Star trotted back up the stairs to the guest room. They took their time to unpack a few things and make the bed. After a few minutes they left the cozy and guest room and headed towards the kitchen. As they trotted past the foal’s room they smiled at what they saw. Dusk and Glida were intently listening and watching as their mother narrated the story and as their father dramatically played out the suspenseful scenes with the help of a few props. They decided to sit and watch the family. They were proud of their daughter and proud of her husband.

***

In Canterlot, Princess Celestia sat in her throne room. It was empty, save a few guards, and she was taking the last few appointments before she ended her court for the day. The sun Princess marveled at the expertly crafted stained glass that adorned the room. She was prepared to close court when she heard the door swing open. Her head turned to the source of the noise. She saw three ponies enter. At the head of the pack was her Sergeant-at-Arms, his head held high. Behind him were two ponies; a unicorn stallion with a deep brown coat, and a Pegasus mare with a regal white coat. Their head were hung low to the ground. Their bodies emanated the deep shame that they felt.

The guard approached the Princess and stopped in front of her and bowed. “Your highness,” the guard greeted. “The… foal abusers are here to speak with you,” he announced with voice filled with disgust.

“Thank you Sergeant, you may leave now,” Celestia dismissed him. The Sergeant trotted out of the room, glaring at the two ponies as they passed and he left, heading home to his wife.

Celestia motioned the two ponies to approach her. “I’m sorry about my Sergeant,” the Princess apologized. “Him and his wife have been desperately trying to have a foal for some time now,” she explained.

“It is fine, your majesty,” the mare said solemnly.

Celestia nodded. ”As you know you are reaching the end your rehabilitation,” Celestia said. As a part of their punishment for the torment they inflicted on their son they were sentenced to go through a series of counseling to try and change their views and to show them the true toll they put on their colt. “In a few months you must complete the final task before you move out of the castle and back into society.”

“We know…” the stallion answered. “We must talk to Soarin’…”

What Makes a Parent - Ch. 1

It was a cold winter’s night in Canterlot. It ground was freshly covered in a surgery white layer of snow and the air was filled with the pungent, yet comforting scent of a slow burning fire. The buildings all extravagantly decorated for Hearth’s Warming Eve, which was only a few days away. The brightly lit streets were sparsely populated, as most ponies were inside enjoying the warmth of a fire.

Soarin’ and Twilight slowly trotted out of Canterlot station, the Friendship Express had just arrived from Ponyville. On each of their backs were sleeping foals. Glida’ and Dusk had fallen asleep on the train ride and were comfortably resting on their parents backs. Neither Twilight nor Soarin’ had the heart to wake them. The four ponies slowly made their way to Canterlot castle, where they were going to be meeting the rest of their family. The soft crunching of snow filled the air with each step they took. As they made their way through the sleeping city they took in the seasonal decorations.

Soarin’ looked over to his wife as they approached the Castle. “It’s beautiful out Twilight,” Soarin’ commented.

“I know, I've always loved Canterlot this time of year,” Twilight said. She turned her head back to the colt resting on her back. “I see you took them to Sugar Cube Corner after school today,” Twilight said noticing the bit of frosting on Dusk’s lips.

“Yeah…” Soarin’ said surprised Twilight found out. “They had a great day in school so I wanted to give them a treat.”

“It’s fine Soarin’,” the studious mare chuckled.

The ponies continued their walk and soon reached the gates of the Castle and finally escaped the cold winter air for the warm atmosphere of the Castle walls. Soarin’ and Twilight made their way through the castle towards the suites on the northern end. As they approached a guard post, Twilight recognized the guard as her brother, Shining Armor.

Shining’s head slow rose as he heard the hoof steps. A wide smile grew on his face as he saw his sister and her family. “Twilie!” The guard yelled as he galloped towards his sister.

Twilight quickly raised a hoof to her mouth silencing Shining.

Shining came to an abrupt stop in front of Twilight and looked at their backs and their sleeping cargo. “Sorry about…” Shining whispered. “It’s nice to see,” he said giving her a light hug.

“It’s nice to see you too, BBBFF.”

“I was told to meet you and escort you to the Princess’s dining room,” Shining stated.

Soarin’ and Twilight nodded and followed them down the long, empty halls.

Shining held back a bit so he was trotting right beside his sister. “How are the foals?” the guard asked.

“Amazing…” Twilight said looking to Dusk. “Dusk keeps talking about wanting to be a Guard like his Uncle Shiny.”

“That was after he said he wanted to raise the moon like Auntie Lulu,” Soarin’ said. with a chuckle.

The three ponies soon reached a large dining room, in the center sat a modest table, on it a small spread of pastries and two pots of steaming tea; two alicorns occupying the table, enjoying a small dessert. Shining turned to the couple. “Here you are, I’ve to get back to duty,” Shining said, he wished he could stay and catch up with Twilight.

“Bye Shining,” Twilight said. “Are we still getting lunch with mom and dad tomorrow?”

“Of course… Good bye Soarin’, tell the foals I said hi,” Shining said before promptly exiting the room and resuming his duties posts.

Princess Celestia looked from her meal and saw her student and her son. “Soarin’, Twilight it is so good to see you two,” Celestia greeted as she stood to meet the two ponies. She saw the two ponies asleep on their backs. The solar alicorn slipped her head between the sleeping foals. “Too bad Dusk and Glida’ are asleep…”

With that the two foals slowly started to stir as their eyes opened. They were shocked by the white alicorn’s head, but wide smiles grew on their faces when they find out who it is. “Nana Tia,” they both yelled throwing their arms around Celestia’s neck.

Celestia chuckled at the foal’s enthusiasm. She helped them get down, so their parents could sit and enjoy a cup a tea. “How are my grandfoals?”

“Amazing,” Glida’ said. “Dad said if I do well in school he’s going start teaching me to fly after Winter Wrap Up.”

“That’s wonderful to hear,” Celestia said. “What about you Dusk?”

“I’m doing well. Mom said I’m not ready for magic yet,” the colt said with a hint of disappointment in his voice. “… but I should be able to start this spring.”

“Don’t worry Dusk, you’re mother knows what she is talking about,” Celestia said with a warm voice trying to cheer him up. “Now how would you two like a cupcake?”

Dusk and Glida’ peeked their heads around the Princess and towards their mother, their eyes begging for approval. While they knew their dad would say yes, but mom was the pony who made these decisions.

Twilight saw her foals’ faces, their puppy dog eyes. She didn’t know where they learned that, but that her husband caved every time. She knew the answer was no. ‘It is almost their bed time and too late to be eating sweets, but… Princess Celestia offered…’ She gave a small sigh and a nod. “Yes, one cupcake each. It’s almost your bed time.”

Dusk and Glida’ both cheered as they galloped over to the table, standing next to their parents. They peeked their heads above the table, their mouths water as they stare at the sweet delicacies.

Celestia trotted behind them and levitated two modest sized cupcakes on to a waiting plate. While she was a Princess, her student was their mother and it was close to their bed time. That is when she got an idea. “How you two like take these cupcakes with you to your bedroom…” Celestia said, seeing small frowns on their faces. “… So Aunt Lulu can read you a story…”

At that Dusk and Glida’s faces perked up as they looked towards the Lunar Princess, who up until now was keeping to herself. “What was that sister?”

“You’re going to read them a story,” Celestia said confidently.

“Please Auntie Luna…” Dusk said.

“O-ok…” Luna answered hesitantly. The lunar alicorn stood up from her seat and grabbed the plate with my magic. “Follow me,” Luna said leading the cheerful foals to their bedroom.

“Thank you for allowing us to stay in the castle, Princess,” I Twilight said as she placed a muffin on a small plate in front of her.

“Think nothing of it my faithful student,” Celestia answered. “I would always offer your family a place to stay.”

The three ponies ate their small meal and chatted. Celestia inquired about the foal’s progress in school and she was happy to hear they are doing well. She was happy to be able to catch up with her son and that he is spending Hearth’s Warming Eve in Canterlot.

Twilight finished her tea and wiped her mouth of the residual crumbs from the muffin. They were planning to go to lunch with her parents and her brother tomorrow and she needed somepony to watch the foals. “Princess… May ask a favor of you?”

“What is it my student?”

“We need somepony to watch Dusk and Glida tomorrow…”

Celestia answered before Twilight could finish. “I would love to watch them for you, and I’m sure Luna wouldn’t mind helping either.” Celestia said warmly.

Twilight and Soarin’ breathed a sigh of relief. The couple stood up from their seats, both feeling tired from the long day. “We’re going to go check on Dusk and Glida and head to bed,” Soarin’ said with a yawn. “Good night, mom.”

“Good night Soarin’, Twilight; I’ll see you tomorrow morning…” The solar Princess said as she watched Soarin’ and his wife trot from the room. The white alicorn stood and made her way towards her bed chambers. A guard at his post by the entrance. “Sergeant, have you retrieved the mare, Sunny Skies?” she asked the unicorn guard.

“Yes Your Highness, she is waiting in your bed chambers,” The sergeant answered curtly.

“Thank you, you are dismissed.”

“Your majesty, I have orders to stand guard until 0200 hours,” the sergeant said carefully, not wanting to upset the Princess.

“You have new orders,” Celestia said with a clever smile. “You are report to your home and spend the night your family.”

The guard was elated to be able to spend the night with his wife, but was determined to maintain the proper decorum. “Thank you…”

Princess Celestia entered her extravagant suite; in the corner, by her desk sat a Pegasus mare. Soarin’s birth mother, Sunny Skies. “Thank you for seeing me at such short notice,” Princess Celestia said trotting towards the mare.

“Anything your majesty…,” the mare said bowing her head. “What did you need?”

The Princess sat down next to the mare while taking off her crown and jewelry. “As you know, Soarin’ and his family are in Canterlot to celebrate Hearth’s Warming Eve.”

Sunny nods slowly.

“I know you, along with your husband, have been inquiring about him and his wife for some time now. What have you learned?” Celestia asked.

The blue maned mare thought for a moment. “I… We wanted to know he is happy… we learned that he loves his wife and she loves him… they weren't afraid to express their love like we were"… and the more I learned the more I hated myself…”

“Why is that?”

“If we loved him and raised him like a parent should… we could be enjoying his happiness with him…” The mare said shamefully. She was truly ashamed about what she did, and if it wasn't for the Princess, Soarin’ would've died a broken colt who never truly felt love.”… I will never be his mother…”

“Why do you say that?”

Sunny closed her eyes as she saw the horrid memories flash through her mind, the sound of her colt screaming for help. “… a mother doesn’t do that to her foal…” Sunny answered softly.

Celestia accepted her answer. “I’m not saying Soarin’ will forgive you. He might not, but you need to show him how you have changed,” Celestia explained. “You may leave now; tell your husband I wish to speak with him tomorrow night.”

“Yes, Princess,” Sunny said as she stood. “Good night your highness…” Sunny took her leave.

Celestia sighed as the mare left and she trotted over to her bed. It was a large circular bed; above on the wall sat the Royal seal of the Sun. She climbed into her bed and wrapped herself in her sheet, and before she drifted off to sleep the solar Princess looked to her nightstand where picture of her son sat. “Good night my Soarin’… No matter what happens, you are my colt…” she whispered

What Makes a Parent - Ch. 2

The golden sun rose gently in the morning sky, and it’s soft, warm rays pierced the stained glass of the Princess’ personal dining room. In the center of the room sat a modest table with a spread of a variety of pastries and two steaming pots of tea. Princess Celestia and Soarin’ were seated at the table, enjoying a small breakfast. The solar alicorn turned her head and noticed her guard was absent from his post and he hasn't arrived yet. She turned to her son and looked him in the eyes; he was chewing on a muffin.

“How did you sleep last night Soarin’?” Celestia asked giving him a warm smile.

The former Wonderbolt finished chewing and a hoof ran across his face to wipe any crumbs off. “I slept great…”

Soarin’ was interrupted by the loud sound of galloping hooves on the marble flooring of the castle. The doors to the dining room shot open as a unicorn guard rushed in. He looked fatigued, he had bags under his eyes and his helmet was askew. The guard gulped and looked over at the clock and he was two hours late for his post and the Princess was already here.

Princess Celestia turned her head to the door, keeping her calm, regal composure. “I was wondering when you would show up,” she joked.

The frantically galloped to the Princess and bowed before her. “My profuse apologies Princess… my tardiness is a disgrace to the Guard…” He said his voice shaking.

“Please stand, Corporal,” Celestia said gently, her hooves motioning him to stand. “Why were you late?”

The guard-pony stood and took a deep breath, as he tried to calm himself. “I… My wife and I… Our…” He stammered. “Our filly… she woke up with a high fever… I-i… we were scared and took her to… to the hospital… I’ve been there all… all morning…,” the unicorn guard nervously explained, his voice shaking. “Please… please don’t discharge me from the guard… I need this to support my…. My family…” the guard pleaded.

“How is your daughter doing?” Celestia asked with concern.

“They got the fever down, but… she is still sick…”

Celestia quickly stood and slowly trotted over to the distraught guard, and place a comforting hoof on his shoulder. “I, myself am a parent… my son Soarin’,” Celestia said pointing to the light blue Pegasus. “I understand the worry you are feeling and your need to be with your family…”

The guard felt his body relax as the Princess comforted him. “… but my duty…” he protested.

“You have a greater duty to your family… now go be with your wife and your filly. I’ll assure no punishment will come of you and I’ll send my personal doctor to assist in any treatment…” The solar Princess assured and turned to Soarin’. “I will return Soarin’…” Celestia said trotting from the room.

The guard stood there in shock, unsure if this was a test of his loyalty or not. Soarin’ noticed the guard’s unease and placed a few pastries on a tray and a cup of tea; he stood and trotted to the guard. “I’m a father too… I have a filly and colt…” Soarin’ said gently. “Have you eaten today?”

“No…” the guard said softly.

“Here…” Soarin’ gave the tray of food to the hungry guard. “Have something to eat and go to your filly…” Soarin’ said with a warm smile reminiscent of his mother’s.

“Thank you…” the guard said taking a bite of warm muffin and washing it down with a hefty sip of tea. “I need to get going…” the guard finished the makeshift breakfast and quickly headed to the door. “Thank you again, sir…” the unicorn quickly trotted out.

Soarin’ slowly moved back over to the table and sat down and sipped his tea. ‘I don’t know what I would do if that happened Dusk… or Glida’…’ Soarin’s thought trailed off as his wife and foals entered the room.

“Daddy! Daddy!” Dusk and Glida’ yelled as they rushed their waiting father.

Soarin’ felt the two foals arms violently grab hole of his body and he fought to keep his balance. “Good morning Dusk, Glida’… how did my two favorite foals sleep last night?” Soarin’ ask giving each of them a kiss on the forehead.

“I slept great dad…” Dusk answered.

“Yeah dad, and Auntie Lulu told us at a great story,” Glida’ added.

“That’s good to hear Glida,” Soarin’ said ruffling a hoof through his daughter’s mane. “Now, who wants some breakfast?”

The two small ponies quickly nodded, each of them with beaming smile of their faces.

Twilight trotted up to the group of ponies and pulled out two chairs for her colt and filly to sit in. Her horn flared as two apples and two warm, blueberry muffins flew on to two separate plates. “Here you, eat up…” Twilight said.

Dusk and Glida’ climbed into their respective seats. Dusk closed his eyes and tried and failed to pick up his breakfast with his magic. He gave a small defeated sigh and grabbed it with his hoof and began to munch on the warm pastry.

Twilight pulled a chair over to her husband and sat down, slightly leaning in to him. If you were to ask her, she would tell you it was to keep warm, but in reality she just liked being close to him and feeling his soft coat. Her head turned and she gave a small kiss on the cheek. “We have to get ready to go soon,” Twilight said.

“Yeah…” Soarin’ stated finishing his cup of tea. “I was going to go right now…”

Glida’ swallowed the last bite of her apple and looked towards her parents with a quizzical expression. “Where are you going?”

“Your father and I are going out to do a little shopping and we are meeting my parents and Uncle Shining for lunch,” Twilight explained as she poured herself a cup of tea.

The purple unicorn colt looked up at this mom, a few crumbs on his face. “Can we go mommy?” Dusk asked.

Twilight levitated a napkin over to his face and cleaned it off. “No,” she answered as their smiles soon deflated. “… but you do get to spend the day with Nana Tia and Auntie Lulu…”

Princess Luna slowly trotted into the small dining room, yawning after a long night of paper work. “Good Morning, Twilight…” Luna said groggily as she trotted towards the table. As she trotted she failed to notice Glida’ and Dusk jumping from their chairs, galloping towards her and before she knew it, the lunar Princess felt two foals hugging her. “Oh… Hello,” Luna said, startled.

“This day is going to be so much fun,” Dusk exclaimed.

The Princess gave the two foals a look of confusion. “Why is that?” Luna asked.

“We get to spend the whole day with you and Nana Tia,” Glida’ answered happily.

Luna’s face changed from one of confusion to surprise. “That sounds like… fun…”

***

The sun was high in the sky and the Canterlot gardens were filled with the happy yells of two foals. They were running around in the snowy landscape trying to evade a tired Luna.

Luna panted as she tried, fruitlessly, to catch up with the energetic ponies. “Wait…” she called out to no avail.

“You have to catch us Auntie Lulu…” Dusk teased as they reach the entrance to the castle. Dusk and Glida’ stop and look around the area. “Where is Nana Tia…?” Dusk asked expecting the solar alicorn to be present.

Luna finally caught up and took time to catch her breath. “She… she has… she has a meeting…” Luna panted. “Let’s… let’s take some time to rest…”

Dusk and Glida’ sighed and looked around. “Let’s play a new game… Hide and Seek…” Glida’ said.

“Hide and what?” Luna asked and before she could react the two foals were running off into the castle. Luna groaned and took off after them. “Dusk… Glida’… wait…”

The two foals zig-zagged through the halls of the castle trying to escape from the lunar Princess. Dusk looked back and no longer saw their aunt following and saw a large door in front of them. They sprinted into the room and took some time to catch their breath. They looked around and realized that they were in Princess Celestia’s bedchambers.

“Dusk… this is Nana Tia’s room we should go…” Glida’ says not wanting to get into trouble.

“Yeah…” Dusk stopped when he heard the door starting to open. “Luna is here… hide…” Dusk said quietly as they hid behind a large curtain.

Princess Celestia led a brown unicorn stallion into her room. “Thank you for meeting with me,” Celestia stated trotting into the room and sitting.

“Anything your highness…” The former guard replied.

“Do you wanted to know why I wanted to talk to you?”

“Yes… you wanted to know about how I have changed…” the stallion said curtly.

“I’ll let you speak…”

The unicorn took a deep breath. “Soarin’… I learned he has an amazing family and he is happy… I learned that I don’t want Soarin’ to forgive me…I don’t want to be a part of his life…” The stallion said shamefully, as he looked at the ground.

Dusk and Glida’ continued to watch and listen from behind the curtain. “Why are they talking about dad?” Dusk asked in a hushed voice.

Celestia was puzzled fearing that he didn’t change. “Why don’t you want to be a part of his life?”

The unicorn took a deep breath and held his head low in shame. “Why do I deserve to be… I used that colt as a punching bag… I had a bad day and I would give him a couple of strong kicks and maybe a bloody nose for good measure. Why do I deserve to be happy with him… I want him to hate… he should hate me.”

“Why would you…”

“Why!?! Do you know how many times I almost killed him… How many times I wish he would have died… “

The stallion was cut off by the voice of a colt. “Why…?”

Celestia and the former guard turned and saw two foals, a colt and filly, both of then crying their eyes out; a stream of tears flowing on to the floor.

“Why did you want to kill daddy…?”

What Makes a Parent - Ch. 3

Princess Celestia stared at the two distraught foals. ‘Luna… you were supposed to be watching them while… how did they get in here…’ the solar Princess chided herself. She watched as Dusk and Glida’ slowly backed away and into the wall, a flowing stream of tears left in their wake. Her head shook as she tried to get out of her shocked state. “It’s ok little ones…” Celestia said as calmly as possible, so not to frighten them.

Every rational thought in Stalwart’s mind was telling him to high tail it out of this situation. ‘I know I had to see Soarin’… but not his family… not his foals… what have I done…’

Dusk and Glida’ both hit the back wall of Celestia’s bed chambers, they were scared and confused. They didn’t know this pony, but he said he is their grandfather. Why did he hurt their dad? Dusk took a few breaths and tried to build up the courage to speak. “Why… why did you hurt daddy…?” he asked in a weak, frail voice. “… did he do something wrong…? … Is he going to do that to us…?”

Stalwart didn’t know how to answer. ‘Why did I hurt him? I don’t know myself…’ He slowly trotted closer to the foals until he was sitting right in front of them. He extended his hoof and started to gently wipe a tear off Glida’s face. “It’s ok…” he was interrupted by large, gilded doors being quickly opened. He turned his head and saw the pony he wanted to see in this moment. A certain navy blue maned Pegasus stallion, Soarin’ and he looked furious.

“GET YOUR HOOVES AWAY FROM MY FOALS!” Soarin’ bellowed.

***

Soarin’ happily trotted down the streets of Canterlot with his wife and her parents. The streets were filled with marry ponies and the festive decorations lining the snow covered streets. Crescent has become more or less a father to Soarin’ and he enjoyed catching up with him. “That was a great lunch Crescent… but I would’ve paid.”

Crescent chuckled. “I know you could Soarin’, but it is not every day that I get to have lunch with my family… my whole family,” the blue unicorn said warmly.

Soarin’ smiled wide when he heard what Crescent said. It wasn’t the first time he has referred to Soarin’ as family, but it made Soarin’ happy. “Too bad Shining had to leave early…” Soarin’ said.

“Yeah…” Crescent said, “… but he was able to stay to eat with us and he is going to be with us for Hearth Warming Eve tomorrow.”

Twilight and her mother caught up to the two stallions. “Yeah dad… Princess Celestia said you can stay in the castle…” Twilight says as she nears her father.

“That is nice of the Princess,” Crescent says. They look ahead to the entrance of the castle right in front of them, the traditional guards standing at their posts. The fours ponies made their way through the castle gates and into the extravagant building. As they trotted down the halls they heard the frantic sounds of galloping hooves.

“What’s that?” Twilight asked before a frantic Luna galloped over to them. “Princess Luna, what’s wrong? Did the changelings attack?” Twilight asked quickly.

Luna took a moment to catch her breath. “No… Dusk… Glida’… can’t find them…”

“What!?!” Soarin’ blurted out in shock. “What do you mean you can’t find them?”

“They wanted to play hide and seek and I can’t find them…” Luna panted.

Twilight could feel a panic attack coming on, her foals were missing. She felt her hooves beginning to shake.

Soarin’ was nervous as well, but when he noticed Twilight’s condition he placed a comforting hoof on her back. “They know not to leave the Castle… so let’s split up and look…” Soarin’ said. The five ponies made a plan and split up to cover the castle.

Soarin’ galloped down the halls towards the residential wing of the building. ‘Where could be…? I hope they are ok…?’ Soarin’ thought as he rushed down the halls. ‘Wait… Princess Celestia… they are probably with Celestia in her room.' He picked up his pace, feeling like he was going to take flight from his speed as he spots Celestia’s bed chambers ahead of him. He stopped at the large doors to catch his breath before opening the doors. He started to enter the room and that is when he saw them. His foals crying and pushing against the wall and the brown unicorn stallion, the pony that was responsible for his foalhood torment and his hoof was on his daughter’s face. Soarin’ could quickly feel his temper rising dangerously. The thought of that pony going anywhere near his family was driving him over the edge.

***

Elsewhere in the castle, Twilight stopped in a corridor with her parents and the Princess. Twilight took a moment to catch her breath. “Mom… dad… Princess, any luck…” she panted.

They all shook their heads no. That is when they heard a loud voice echo through the halls.

“What was that?” Princess Luna asked.

Twilight recognized the voice. “It’s Soarin’… it sounded like it came from Princess Celestia’s room…” The four ponies took off in the direction of the solar Princess’s bed chambers. As they neared the source of the noise Twilight saw a familiar white Pegasus gallop into the room. Why is Soarin's mom here? she asked herself.

***

Soarin’ galloped over and pushed the offending stallion, Stalwart, away from Dusk and Glida’, and positioning them behind him. “I said get away from my foals…” he says grimly. “What do you think you are doing?

“Soarin’… it’s not what you think…” he cut off by the a new voice.

“Stalwart what’s going on?” the blue maned mare asked, concern in her voice as she approached her husband. That is when she saw her son. “S-soarin’… w-what are you…” the mare stammered.

Soarin’ could his temper rising even further, why were his biological parents here? He wanted his foals out of this situation and turned his head towards them. Their tears now stopped. “Please go to your mother…” Soarin’ said firmly.

“D-dad… who is that? Why did he hurt you…?” Dusk asked shakily.

“I said go…” Soarin’ said raising his voice.

“B-but…” Glida’ spoke up.

“ROOM! NOW!” he yelled and immediately regretted it. He stood in shock as the colt and filly started to cry again.

“A-are you going hurt us… l-like your dad did…?” they both asked shakily, their tears freely flowing once again.

‘No! I wouldn’t!’ Soarin’ screamed in his head, but he couldn’t speak. He watched as the two foals ran out of the room in tears, afraid their father is going to hurt them. The worst of it was he saw his wife and her parents watching the whole event. “Twi… I… I didn’t…” Soarin’ stammered as tears started to form in his eyes. Soarin’s head turned to his old parents. “Stay away from me… stay away from my family…” he said firmly before galloping towards his scared foals. As he passed the group of ponies he quickly apologized to his wife. He galloped down the halls to their suite.

While Twilight was upset that Soarin’s parents were here, but she tried to calm herself. She took a deep breath and approached the two ponies. “Why are you here? I thought you said you weren’t going to try to see Soarin’?” Twilight asked.

Princess Celestia decided to intervene in this situation. “My faithful student; I am the reason they are here.”

Twilight was taken aback. “Why… why would you do that? You know how much they hurt him?”

“I do my student, but it was part of their treatment. I did not mean for it happen like this or with my grandfoals, but they had to confront him.”

“I don’t understand…” Twilight said softly.

Celestia sighed. “Trot with me… there is a story I need to tell you,” Celestia said guiding her student to the door, leaving Crescent and Star in the room with Stalwart and Sunny.

***

Soarin’ reached his suite and slowly opened the door and made his way to Glida’ and Dusk’s room. He opened the door and saw two small bodies quivering under the blanket. “Dusk… Glida’…” he called out softly. He could see the two bumps scurry up to the pillows as they tried to hide. ‘Good going Soarin’… your own foals fear you… what kind of father am I?’ he though as he left the room. “I love you two…” he whispers before trotting out and laying on his bed.

What Makes a Parent - Ch. 4

Crescent and Star trotted slowly towards the two ponies, each step was taken cautiously as they examined the mare and stallion. Stalwart and Sunny’s heads both held low in shame. Twilight’s parent heard a lot about Soarin’ biological parents through Soarin’, but they never expected to meet them. Crescent took a few steps ahead of his wife. “So, you’re Soarin’s parents…” Crescent said, unsure what to say.

Stalwart’s head raised as his eyes met Crescent’s. “My wife might have given birth to him and he lived with us, but we were hardly his parents …” The former guard says.

“But why try to seem now?” Star asked. She was curious, after what she heard about them. Her parents only came to see her because her daughter was Princess Celestia’s student.

“Our punishment… we have to confront Soarin’… we had to tell him we changed… and beg for forgiveness…” Sunny spoke up, not bothering to look Star in the eye. “… I know we don’t deserve it… but I want my son…” Sunny started to sob as she recalled the horrible memories. She wished she could go back and change it, she would have loved her son, but it was too late.

Stalwart wrapped her arms around his wife, gently trying to comfort her.

“Why?” Crescent blurted out. “Why did you do it?”

“You must have known what it was like back then. A Pegasus and a unicorn dating in Canterlot… we were afraid of being persecuted so we hid… but when I was getting promoted and we started getting invited to social events we couldn’t let the world know. Then… then Soarin’ was born… our little Pegasus colt. For a few years we were able to fool everypony. We were a happy unicorn family, but then Soarin’ got his cutie mark. “

“My whole regiment saw the colt tackle me and they stared. I knew how they would react, so I told them he wasn’t my son… but that didn’t stop their jokes about me and my pegasus son. I was so upset that day when I saw Soarin’ at home… I hit him and again… I blamed my day on him because I couldn’t accept responsibility… and I don’t know… I never stopped… we enjoyed our life and… we didn’t want it to end. We blamed Soarin’ for our problems… when… we would have been happier if we just took care of our colt…”

“Nothing we did was justified… Soarin’ was an innocent colt…” Sunny added.

Crescent sat and tried to process the information. He still couldn’t believe a pony could do that to their foal. He knew he could never do that. “I understand you need to see him, but… Soarin’ is like a son to me. Ever since he married my daughter… I can’t stop you from talking to him… but leave his family alone, got it.”

Stalwart and his wife nod in response. “Can… you tell us about his family…” Sunny asked.

For the remainder of the day, the Sparkles answered their questions. They told them about Soarin’ and Twilight met, how Crescent wasn’t very trusting and about how their family grew. The only things going through both Stalwart and Sunny’s minds were, how happy he is and how they could’ve have been a part of his life.

***

The moon sat high in the sky and the halls of Canterlot castle were quiet, only the staccato clops of hooves echoed down the adorned halls, the sound emanating from the very hooves of Princess Celestia and her student. Since the incident with Soarin’ parents the solar Princess trotted with her faithful student in an attempt to explain to her why she wanted her husband’s parents to confront him, but it was not meant to happen the way it did as they trotted through the gardens and towards Twilight’s room; only stopping for Celestia to lower the sun.

“My student… I apologize for how today’s events transpired. I did not mean for it happen as they did.”

“I understand Princess… I mean Celestia… but… do they want to be forgiven…?” she asked. Her mentor told him that they had to ask for forgiveness, but did they want it.

“That is a good question, both of them claim that they do not deserve it, but… his mother, Sunny Skies, wants to be… his father doesn’t…” Celestia explained as they neared Twilight’s suite.

“Why?”

“You must remember what Soarin’s father did to him… for the past years he has lived with that guilt and he feels he can’t say or do anything to erase the torment. They let their fear rule them… but know I just hope Dusk and Glida’ are ok.”

Twilight nods and the ponies promptly entered Twilight’s room, and first noticed Soarin’ lying on his bed. He lifted his head as the door opened and turned his eyes to the enter ponies. Twilight first noticed the tear stains under his eyes and immediately galloped over to him, her mind replaying memories of one particular day; the day he told her about his abusive parents. “Soarin’…”

Soarin’ lets his head rest on her shoulder. “I’m so sorry Twilight… I didn’t mean to yell at them… I wasn’t thinking… and now they are afraid of me…” the stallion sobbed.

Twilight tried to comfort her husband as she gently nuzzled him. “I understand Soarin’… have you tried to talk to them?”

“Yes… they would just hide from me… I am a horrible father…”

Twilight climbed on the bed. “No you aren’t Soarin’… you are a great father…” Twilight says gently. “Sure you shouldn’t have yelled like that, but I can’t imagine what you thought when you saw your father like that… now come on. I’ll go get a fire started and we can talk to them tomorrow.”

The former Wonderbolt nodded as he dug his muzzle into his wife's neck.

Princess Celestia watched the interaction between the two ponies. Even now the love they shared was strong, but she felt guilty. She should have checked her room, if Dusk and Glida’ weren’t in there this wouldn’t have happened. ‘I have to fix this…’ she thought as she looked towards their door. ‘I’ll talk to them… it is the least I can do…’ the white alicorn trotted over to the door and quietly entered. She noticed the two bumps on the bed and slowly approached.

“Dusk, Glida’,” she gently called out. “It’s Nana Tia…”

The two pony shaped humps scurried a bit before two foal heads poked their heads up. Their eyes were red from tears.

“Hi Nana Tia…” Dusk said sniffling.

“What is wrong little ones?” She asked but was met by silence. “You can tell me…” the Princess said inching her head towards the foals.

“Daddy is mad at us…” Dusk said.

“Is he going to hurt us…?” Glida’ added with a sniffle.

“No… your father loves you very much… he is very worried…” Celestia tried to reassure them.

“Why did he yell?” Dusk asked. “He never yells…”

“He was scared about your safety… he loves you very much.” Celestia wraps them in a hug. “Why don’t you go talk to him… it would make him happy…”

Dusk and Glida’ looked down as they thought. “Are you sure he is not mad at us…?”

Celestia nodded.

Dusk and Glida’ slowly stood up from the bed, carefully climbed down from their plush bed and slowly trotted down the door. The door swung open and they peeked their heads into the main room. Their mom and dad were seated by the fireplace. ‘Why is daddy crying…?’ they both thought as they saw his tear glisten from the fire.

Dusk took a breath and spoke up. “D-daddy…?”

Soarin’s head quickly swung around. “Dusk… Glida’… is something wrong?” he asked with genuine concern, giving them a loving smile.

The two foals immediately galloped over to the stallion and grabbed hold of his neck. “We love you daddy,” they said a few tears on their eyes. “Why are you crying?”

Soarin’ wrapped his hooves around the two ponies. “I love you both very much… and I’m sorry for yelling at you. It wasn’t right of me. I want you to know I would never hurt you… I love you too much.”

Dusk and Glida’ just sat in their father’s embrace. Glida’ pulled back and looked her dad in the eye. “Why did your dad hurt you?” she asked.

‘Oh Celestia… what do I say…’ Soarin’ takes a deep breath. “I never really knew why…”

Dusk and Glida’ pulled out of their embrace and curled up next to their parents. They reveled in the warmth of the slow crackling fire and the comfort of their parents. Twilight’s head turned towards the small clock on the opposite wall. ‘It is past their bed time… but… I guess they can stay up a little longer. Considering what happened today…’ Twilight thought as she yawned. It was a long day for everypony. Twilight’s head slowly lowered until it made contact with her husband’s neck. “Good night Soarin’…” she mumbled.

***

In the adjacent room, Princess Celestia sat in the open door way and watched the family. It warmed her heart to see her son and his foals. She quietly trotted closer to the family, so not to wake them. Soarin’ and Twilight were leaning into each other. Dusk was comfortably in the arms of his father and Glida’, her mother. She smiled at the tight knit family and an idea sprung in her head. She lower her horn and gently lifted the family with her magic and guided them to their bed, gently dropping them on the pillow like surface and covering them in warm blanket.

“Good night…” Celestia said, before trotting out and down the halls of the castle.

What Makes a Parent - Ch. 5

The bright golden sun slowly raised over the horizon and the warm rays lighting the land, and in particular a room in the Royal Castle in Canterlot. It was a quiet morning; the only noise was the soft breathing of Twilight, her husband, and their two foals as they rested. A cool winter’s breeze filled the living space, and as the cold air filled the room, Twilight mumbled and scooted closer to her husband. Dusk and Glidin’ snuggled tightly between them slowly began to stir as they were pushed into the firm bodies of their parents.

Dusk’s eyes slowly opened, yawning softly as he did. He scanned the quiet room; a chill ran down his spine. “Glidin’… you up…?” he says softly, so not to wake the older ponies.

Soarin’s wings rustled a bit and the filly’s head pops out. “Yeah Dusk, I’m up,” she said with repressed excitement. It was Hearth’s Warming Eve and once again mom and dad were still asleep. “… is mom awake…?”

Dusk lifted his head and looked behind him. Twilight’s eyes were still closed and the only sound coming from her was her soft breaths. “No… and daddy is still asleep too…” he says with a hint of disappointment. Hearth Warming Eve was their favorite holiday. They would always have a big breakfast, and dad would make his vegetable stew for dinner. It was their favorite meal, but this year their parents told them they were getting a surprise. “What do you think I surprise is Glidin’?”

“I don’t know Dusk…” she answered with a shiver as a fresh breeze blew in. “… but I’m freezing…” she said as she examined the room. “… dad left the window open…” she groaned as she spotted the opening. “… I’ll go close it…” she said proudly while as she slowly wormed out from under her dad’s wing and hopped off the bed.

Dusk reluctantly followed her and looked to the window. It was too high for them to reach on their hooves. “… but Glidin’… we can’t reach the window…”

“I know… I am going to fly up and close it Dusk.” Glidin’ replied as she trotted over to the wall. She stopped just short and began to stretch her wings. She really wasn’t sure what she was doing, but it was what her dad did before he flew, so she did it too.

Dusk followed her over. “Glidin… you don’t know how to fly…”

“It’s easy; I just need to flap my wings. Dad flies all the time and that is all he does…” she said in a matter of fact tone. To be honest, Glidin’ had no idea how to fly. Her wings weren’t quite developed enough and her dad hasn’t taught her yet, but that didn’t stop the persistent Pegasus, even though her mom was too excited about her attempts. Glidin’ took one last deep breath before slowly starting to flap her wings, the small appendages moving in a frantic, uneven fashion. Her midsection slowly lifted off the ground, but her hooves were still panted to the hard surface. She groaned at her lack of progressed and flapped harder and jumped. She looked up and saw the window getting closer a smile on her face. ‘I’m flying…’ she thought before gravity took over and she hit the ground with a large thud. “Ow…”

Dusk jumped at the thud and his brotherly instincts kicked in and galloped to his sister. “Sis are you…”

He was cut off by a familiar voice, his mother’s. “Dusk… Glidin’… why are you two up? What was that noise?” the older mare asked, sitting up in her bed rubbing her tired eyes.

Glidin’ sighed softly, sitting on her sore rump. “.. uh we were… no I was…” she stammered. She knew mom was going to find out she tried to fly, and she wasn’t going to be too happy.

Twilight sighed, her horn lighting up as her aura wraps around the foals and they are gently lifting them into her arms, her motherly worry obvious on her face as she looked the filly in the eye. “Glidin’, were you trying to fly again?” the unicorn mare asked with concern as her hooves entangled around the foal’s bodies.

Glidin’ dug her face into her mom’s chest; she knew her mom would be upset. Her mother didn’t want her trying to fly until her wings were fully developed and Soarin’ properly taught her, and it was all because an incident last summer. Glidin’ was flying a kite with Dusk, and it got caught in a tree. Glidin’, much like her Aunts Spitfire and Rainbow, wanted to prove that she was tough and tried to fly up and get it, but all she ended up doing was crashing and breaking her wing. She sighed and her head lifted back to her mom’s eyes; her face telling the whole story. “The window was open and…”

Dusk interrupted her. “I tried to use my magic to shut it… and it didn’t work so well…” Dusk lied. He didn’t want his sister to get in trouble when he could’ve stopped her and his Uncle Shining said that a good brothers helps their sister. “I’m sorry mom…”

Twilight looks them over slowly. She knew what her son was trying to do, Shining used to do the same things for her, like the time she accidently lit the stove on fire trying to cook when she was 8, but she went along with it. “Ok, don’t do that again…” she says and shuts the window with her magic. “…but cheer up. It’s Hearth Warming Eve, aren’t you excited?”

Dusk’s little shook as fast as possible as a large grin spread on his face. “Yes yes yes yes yes yes!” he yells, happily jumping up and down almost like a certain unicorn filly.

Glidin’ had a wide grin on her face as she looked at her mother. “Yes mommy… when do we get our surprise?” she asked with anticipation. Her parents said that they were getting a surprise this year and they were both super excited.

Twilight chuckled at her foal’s happiness. Her son reminded her of herself when her parents gave her first magic book and when she got accepted into Celestia’s school. “You will get your surprise tonight when are by the fire…” he says. The two foals sighed at the news, but Twilight brought them closer. “Come on… it’s a Hearth Warming tradition…” Twilight says softly. She smiles as the two ponies nuzzle her; it reminded her when they were younger. “Ok, if you two go get ready for the day we can go eat breakfast. Then after that Uncle Shining and I can take you outside to play in the snow.”

The two foals smiled as they galloped off to the bathroom. They loved playing in the snow, especially with Uncle Shining. As the room echoed with the light clopping of their hooves, Soarin’ slowly woke from his slumber yawning as his sat up in the king sized bed.

“Good morning…” Twilight greeted cheerfully as she hugged her husband.

“Morning Twilight…” he whispered in her ear. “Happy Hearth Warming Eve…” he says placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. It was nothing big or exciting, just a simple kiss, but it displayed the true love he felt for the mare.

Twilight blushed like a little school filly who just got asked out by the colt of her dreams. “You too Soarin’… Dusk and Glidin’ are getting ready for breakfast…”

“Ok… I am going to go on a small morning flight… and I will meet you for breakfast” he says with a smile.

Twilight simply nods and kisses her husband. He has gotten into the habit of taking a flight every morning to clear his mind. “Have a nice flight…”

Soarin’ smiled and stood up and trotted to the balcony. He took and deep breath as he spread his wings out and stretched and in one fluid step he moved off the side of the balcony picking up speed and gliding down the side of the castle before pulling up. The cool air blowing across his wings as he flew through the mountain air, enjoying the snowy winter day. He slowly glided over many rooftops and streets, families out enjoying the morning and others sitting by slow burning fires. Soarin’ slowly tilted his wing to bank to the left as he turned back towards the castle. His flights were usually longer as he would usually fly the entire perimeter of Ponyville, but today was different he was meeting his family for breakfast. Soarin’ sighed as he touched down on a balcony to his room and trotted in. Twilight and the foals were already gone, so he turned to the door and trotted out and into the hall.

Soarin’ trotted down the castle halls, normally filled with guards, but today it was almost barren. Princess Celestia had given the Guards a day to spend with their families and friends to celebrate the holiday, but as Soarin’ trotted he heard the last voice he wanted to here.

“Soarin’… Soarin’ please stop for a moment…” the white Pegasus mare called out as she galloped to the stallion, a taking a few moments to catch her breath.

Soarin’ slowly turned and saw the mare, the white mare. “What do you want?” he asked impatiently. “I have to go be with my family…”

“I know so… Soarin’… I know…” she pants. “I wanted to talk to you… please Soarin’…”

Soarin’ would have none of this. “Talk!? You had plenty of time to do that when I was colt… there is nothing to talk about…” he says quickly turning around to trot away. He didn’t want to speak with his parents, and not on a day he was supposed to be with his family, his real family.

Sunny sighs and hung her head, she should have expected this. Why would Soarin’ want to talk to her after what she did, but she could still give him an old memory. She pulled out a plush Wonderbolt toy. It had been wearing the signature flight suit and a magenta mane. “Soarin’ wait…” she called out to the stallion one more time and he turned his head to look at the mare. “Please take this… it’s yours.”

Soarin’s eyes grew to the size of saucers as he saw the plushie. He still remembers the day he got it. His parents would never buy him tickets to see the Wonderbolts, but when he learned to fly he would position a cloud near the stadium to watch their performances. He remembered one day, it was the first show in Canterlot and Soarin’ was eager to see their new moves, but a little too eager. In the middle of the show he fell off the edge of the cloud and luckily he was spotted by none other than Firefly, the team’s captain. She saved his life and let him watch the show in a VIP box and he spent the evening with the team. It was one of the happiest days of his colthood. At the end of the day she gave the colt a toy for him to take with him. He cherished the toy since then, at least until he ran away. He couldn’t bring it with him, but he was sure his mom or dad destroyed it. He looked back to the mare. “Why… why do you still have this?”

Sunny sighs and looked down to her hooves. “We… I never thought about it then… and when Princess Celestia found you and we were arrested… it just stayed in your room…” she explained. “.. about a year ago we were allowed to return to our home to get some things and I went to your room… it was the only toy you had in there so I took it with me… I’m so sorry Soarin’…”

Soarin’ looks at the toy and back to the mare. “Sunny…” he stopped to choose his words carefully. “I… what you did hurt me… you were supposed to protect me… I was your son…”

“I know Soarin’… and I know I will never be your mother… but… I want to get to know you… and your family…” she said desperately. What she truly wanted was to have her son again, but she knew it was too late for that.

Soarin’ sighs softly and places the toy on his back. “I… we can talk later… I want to go join my family right now…

Sunny nods. “Ok Soarin’… enjoy your breakfast…” she says turning around. She was a bit happy that he agreed to talk to her, it was a start. “Happy Hearth Warming…” she says softly and trots off to find her husband.

Author's Note

Hello... cool new author's notes section. Yeah, sorry about the delay in this being posted. This chapter was going to be one long chapter that went through all of Hearth Warming Eve, but I decided to break it up. So here you go, I hope you all enjoy.

What Makes a Parent - Ch. 6

Canterlot Castle was rather quiet, save for the occasional Guard trotting down the halls to Guard mess or out into the Gardens to meet family. Soarin’ was spending his Hearth Warming in the Royal kitchen preparing a traditional Cloudsdale meal: which meant a heart vegetable stew, some cider, and plenty of sweets. Preparing the stew was the easy bit and he had plenty of vegies to choose from. He was currently slicing through a group of starchy potatoes as he heard the sounds of playful giggles. He slowly flapped his wings out a nearby window and to an open space in the Royal Gardens. It was from none other than his two wonderful foals: Dusk and Glidin’ and it seemed that they were in a brutal snowball war with their Uncle Shining and Aunt Cadence. It was too bad the royal couple wasn’t aware of that fact.

“They are so playful…” Soarin’ chuckled and touched back down to the marble floor. The Royal Kitchen was rather large, but it felt cozy for some odd reason. Soarin’ just ignored it and continued his work. Pouring the chopped vegies into a large pot to cook in, humming a catchy tune he learned from a certain pink party pony. He was so pre-occupied he barely noticed the creaking of the door swinging open and the later clopping of hooves. “Hey Twilight...” he says starting to turn around expecting his wife to be there. “Dinner is started I ju…” he immediately stopped as he spotted the brown coated unicorn. Soarin’ took a deep breath to calm his quickly rising temper.

Stalwart slowly trotted towards Soarin’, being cautious with each step as if he were trotting through a minefield. “S-soarin…” he said slowly. “C-can we talk…?”

Soarin’ took his time to keep himself in check. “Talk…?” he asked rhetorically. “Since when were you the talking type…” he said firmly.

Stalwart hung his head low, Soarin’ was right. He never was a pony to talk first, but that was before. The former Guard slowly trotted forward. “Son…”

The light blue Pegasus snapped around, giving his father a cold gaze. “Son… last I remembered I was your little disappointment…” he said, his hoof pushing the older stallion away.

Maybe a few years ago Stalwart would have resisted, but now he simply let his body hit the cold marble ground with a thud. “You’re right…” he sighs, he had no respect for himself and not nearly enough to try and get up. “… You were never really a son to me and that’s my fault…” he says. “… I just want to talk…”

Soarin’ shook his head and let out a soft sigh, remembering what his wife told him. ‘Ugh… he wants to talk… but… I’ll listen… but only because Twilight said I should.’ Soarin’ sat down in front of the stallion at him. “I’m listening…” he says rather impatiently.

“Soarin… I know what I did to you.” Stalwart started. “… I blamed you for all my mistakes… All my problems because it was easier… There is no excuse for what I did.”

Soarin’ listened to his father carefully, while he didn’t want to see the stallion again there was something in his voice. Remorse.

“… Soarin’ every night for the past 10 years I would go to sleep and the only image I would see is a scared colt being beaten bloodied by his father… By me,” Stalwart stops to collect his thoughts.

Soarin’ nodded and helped the stallion sit up. Stalwart taking his hoof, but not meeting the younger stallion’s eyes as his body lifted up. “So… what do you want?” Soarin’ asked.

“Nothing… I was never a father to you… There is nothing I deserve.” He said softly.

Soarin’ looks to the stallion skeptically. “So… why are you doing this then?” he asked. He was surprised. His mother wanted to part of his life again, but this he didn’t expect.

“I would love a chance to be a part of your life, but… I don’t deserve it...” he said and stood up. His legs shaking as he got on his four hooves. “Good bye…” he says and slowly makes his way to the exit. “… I am glad you are a better father and husband than I could ever dream to be…”

Soarin’ didn’t know what to do; half his brain was glad the pony was leaving, but the other half told Soarin’ to stop him. The grim memories of his foalhood twisted through his brain: the pain, both physical and emotional, the loneliness of his time as a colt. The image of the stallion inflicted the pain upon him etched into his mind, but something was different about the stallion that was before him. While he knew it was the same pony, he seemed different. Something seemed different about the way he carried himself. Soarin’ was curious and wanted to know more and he got an idea.“Wait…” he said galloping over to stop him.

Stalwart stopped dead in his tracks a flicker of hope lit. Maybe he could a get a chance to know who his son was. “… Yes Soarin’?”

“Listen… Stalwart” Soarin’ said and sat down in front of him. “I… I am not sure if I could ever forgive you for what you did to me…but I am willing to give you and Sunny a chance.”

A smile slowly grew on Stalwart’s face with each passing word. “You… You will really do that?”

“Yes, but not now…” Soarin said. “… today I want to spend my night with my family, but in a few weeks you can come down to our home in Ponyville and we can talk…” Soarin states and stands up. “… This doesn’t mean you are suddenly going to be my dad or anything, but I want to talk…” Soarin’ says

“T-thank you Soarin’… I will go inform my wife about this…” he says trying to hide the happiness in his voice. Soarin’ nodded and stalwart trotted out of the room.

Soarin’ trotted back over to the hot stove to continue his cooking. His thoughts returned to his family, and what the future would hold for him.

***

Canterlot was alive with activity as the sun slowly fell over the horizon. Ponies were rushing to return to the warmth of their homes as the chilling winds blew through the mountain top city. The Royal Castle was rather quiet, save one area. The Royal Dining hall was alive with laughs and voices of happy ponies. In the center of the hall sat a large wooden dining table. Their meal was over, empty dishes littered the table as they all enjoyed their holiday.

Dusk was climbing over his Uncle Shining. The little colt was obsessed with the Royal Guard and he was determined to be the next Captain just like his uncle, the small colt falling into the stallion’s lap. Crescent Sparkle chuckled, seeing his son, shining, in the small colt. The stallion lost himself in his memoires until he felt a wave of cake frosting hit the side of his face.

Looking over to the other end of the table was his granddaughter and Princess Celestia, in a cake eating contest. Soarin’ was judging the contest both Celestia and Glidin’s faces were thoroughly covered in sweet, silky cake frosting. Crescent chuckled and wiped his face clean.

Soarin’ chuckled as his daughter competed against his mother, the Self-proclaimed Royal Cake Eating Champion, and the little filly was winning by a bite. ‘I am glad Twilight is busy…’ he thought looking over and seeing his wife, mother-in-law, and sister-in-law all chatting about foals. ‘She would ring my neck if she saw this…’ he thought and waved that thought off. ‘It’s Hearth Warming…’

Their night continued on, laughing and reveling in their company. As the moon was securely in the crisp Canterlot night, the group moved over to a nearby hearth, a rolling fire was burning. In the center of the group was Soarin’ and Twilight with their foals. The two young ones were ecstatic over their surprise their parents promised them.

Dusk and Glidin’ popped their heads up, both of their faces sporting a wide smile. “Mommy, Daddy… it’s nighttime…” the colt exclaimed with excitement.

“Yeah… and we are by the hearth, can we have out surprise now?” the filly asked innocently.

Twilight chuckled at their enthusiasm. “I don’t know…” she teases as her horn glowed, floating over two small packages, one to each foal. “Here you go…” she said warmly, giving each foal a soft nuzzle.

Soarin’ watches as they tore into their packages.

Dusk quickly ripped through the thin paper and found a book, an old book. “A book…?” he asked reading the over. “.. on magic…” he said his excitement growing.

Twilight patted his back lightly. “Yes… that was my first magic book that my parents got me” he said warmly as the foal almost exploded in happiness. “… and if you work really hard and read this book, this spring I will teach you your first spells…” she said softly as the colt jumped into a tight hug. Crescent and Star smiled at her daughter, they were both proud of her.

Glidin’ was ripping into her package and found a scroll. She slowly picked it up and read it. It was a ticket to the Annual Cloudsdale opener, the first show the Wonderbolts put on in their season and there was something else: admission to the Junior Wonderbolt Flight Camp. The filly jumped in delight, falling into her father’s hooves. “Thanks mom… thanks dad…” she squeed.

Soarin’ smiled and placed a kiss on her forehead. “I am glad you like it little one…” he whispered.

Glidin’ smiled at the thought of flying with her heroes, flying. “… But dad… I can’t fly yet?” she said sadly.

“I know Glidin’, which is why this spring you dad will be teaching you” he replied, watching the filly’s smile grow back quickly. “Your wings should be fully developed by then and you will be ready for your first flight” he said warmly.

“I love you dad…” The filly whispered.

“I love you too...” he said wrapping her in his hooves. Soarin’ looked around the room; Celestia was asleep from the large consumption of cake. Soarin’ sighed and rested his head on his wife’s neck. The ponies all stayed by the fire all of them drifting off to sleep before the slow, crackling fire. Soarin’ stayed awake and looked around the dim room. To his right were his beautiful wife and his son, and in his hooves was his filly. ‘… I have my family here… my family…’ he thought looking to his Star and Crescent, who were sleeping softly, and next to them was his brother Shining and his wife Cadence. The whole group flanked by the two other alicorns. ‘… this is everything I could every want…’ he thought with a sigh and rested his head, taking comfort in his wife’s soft, warm neck. “Good night…” he whispered and drifted off to sleep. It was a beautiful night in Equestria, a night for famiy.

Author's Note

Here is the next Chapter. I am sorry for such the long wait. I will try to get back into quicker updates to stories. Enjoy.

Unexpected Love - Ch. 1

”Cloud…”

“Cloud formation begins with… no… begins when…” Twilight groaned. ‘Why can’t I finish this report already,' she thought. Twilight had been tasked to write a report on pegasi weather control. ‘I don’t even know why Princess Celestia wants me to write about weather control.’ The strange request had plagued the thoughts of the studious mare and what was worse was the lack of literature her library held on the subject.

“Twilight, when’s that weather pony going to get here?” Spike asked. Twilight had sent a request for weather documents from the Royal Archives, but the princess decided to send a Pegasus from the Equestrian Weather Service.

“Should be here soon… I hope.” Twilight began to clean up her work area. “I guess I’ll take a break before he gets here. If you are done with your chores you can take the rest of the night off,” the mare said.

“I’m going to see if Rarity needs any help,” the dragon said making his way to the door.

With Spike gone Twilight returned to organizing her notes. ‘Ok, this page is about the founding of the Weather Service, so it goes in history. Formation of clouds goes in theory and Weather Service training guide is with methodology…’

*knock* *knock*

“Yes, I think that’s him,” Twilight said to herself as she trotted over to the door. ‘I can finally finish this report.’ When she opened the door wasn’t greeted by a Pegasus, but by a blue earth pony. “Uh… Noteworthy, can I help you with something?” she asked.

“Hey, Twilight. I was just thinking. You’re a mare, I’m a stallion, and I was wondering if you wanted to get some dinner with me,” the stallion said puffing out his chest.

“Did Rarity send you?” she asked with a deadpan expression.

The blue pony’s confident smirk immediately faded. ”Yes,” he answered nervously.

“Oh… Uh no offense Noteworthy, I’m sure you’re a nice colt, but I don’t have time for dating and stallions. I am sorry, but I am going to have to say no,” she explained.

“Ok, I’m sorry for bothering you… I’ll see you around,” she stammered, his disappointment evident in the face.

‘Why does Rarity keep trying to set me up with stallions? She knows I’m busy with my studies.’ Rarity wasn’t the only one trying to play matchmaker for Twilight. She remembers a few months ago Applejack tried to get her with her brother, Big Mac, and not too long ago with her cousin Braeburn. ‘The future of Equestria doesn’t depend on me finding a coltfriend. I need to finish my studies on the magic of friendship and this darn weather report.’ It’s not that she never wanted to settle down with a nice colt, it just wasn’t a priority at the moment. There was so much to study and too little time and maybe in a few years she figured she would start dating.

*knock* *knock*

“Ugh, this better not be another stallion trying to ask me out,” she groaned as she made her way to the door. Opening the door she said, “Listen, tell, Rarity to stop sending…” She was shocked to meet by a light blue Pegasus stallion with a navy blue, swept-back mane. He was wearing the trademark Wonderbolt's flight suit.

“Ms. Sparkle?” the Pegasus asked.

“Yes, I’m Twilight Sparkle. Is there something I can do for you?” Twilight asked her head cocked in confusion. ‘This must be the weather pony.’

“My name is Soarin’ and I’m…”

Twilight felt her jaw drop. “Wait, aren’t you the Wonderbolt?” the mare interrupted.

“Well, yes I am a Wonderbolt. I received a letter from the Princess stating that her student needed some help with some research,” he explained.

“Well, I’m researching weather, not stunt flying. I don’t know how you can help,” she said. She wasn’t sure how a Wonderbolt could help with her report, unless… “Is this a prank? Did somepony put you up to this because if so…”

“Ma’am, I am not just a stunt flyer. I’m also the Wonderbolt’s Chief Weather Officer, and I hold the rank of Supervisory Weather Patroller with the Equestrian Weather Service,” Soarin’ explained. “So, I have plenty of experience with weather.”

“I’m sorry about that… Would you like to come in?” she asked welcoming the stallion in. They made their way slowly to Twilight's notes. “Also, you can just call me, Twilight.”

“Ok, Twilight let’s get started,” he happily offered.

The two ponies began their work. Twilight was determined to learn everything possible from this pony. They started with the intricate process of turning an ordinary rain cloud into a thunder cloud. Twilight always assumed that forming and controlling weather was a fairly simple process; she had no idea that even a small change in the cloud formation process could drastically change the type of cloud formed. After hours of picking Soarin’s brain, the lavender unicorn finally had enough research to finish her report.

“I think that is everything Ms. Sparkle,” Soarin’ said. As he was standing up he heard the tell-tale sign of a empty stomach begging for nourishment. “I guess I’ll get some food on my way back to Cloudsdale.”

“I said you can just call me, Twilight,” The mare said. “You can stay for dinner if you want.”

“Are you sure, Twilight? I don’t want to impose,” Soarin’ said nervously.

“It’s no problem. Spike isn’t here and I would like some company while I eat. I was just going to make some daisy sandwiches,” she explained. Twilight doesn’t like eating alone, she was fairly used to it, but since Spike was gone she wanted Soarin' to eat with her.

“That sounds nice, Twilight. Thanks.”

“I’ll go get them ready. You can go sit at the table,” she said pointing her hoof to a small table in the corner of the library.

As Twilight trotted off to the kitchen, Soarin’ made his way to the small table and sat down. ‘Twilight seems like a nice mare and very smart.’ Soarin’ was amazed how fast Twilight picked up some the concepts they discussed. It took him a year to master some of that material, and Twilight seemed to pick it up so quickly. ‘I guess she is the Princess’s student for a reason,’ he thought.

After a few minutes Twilight returned from the small kitchen holding two bottles of apple juice and a plate of daisy sandwiches with her magic.

The two ponies sat and enjoyed the simple dinner. Twilight told Soarin’ about her time as Princess Celestia’s student, and about her various adventures in Ponyville. How she and the other elements stopped Nightmare Moon from corrupting Princess Luna, and even about the incident with Trixie. Soarin’ was amazed by her accomplishments, even though he already knew about the Elements of Harmony thing. He felt overshadowed by the mare’s credentials. Sure he was a Wonderbolt and half of Equestria knew his name. Twilight has helped saved Equestria dozens of times now, which is far more important than anything he has done. Soarin’ talked about his adventures with the Wonderbolts, but all his stories seemed mundane compared to Twilight’s ones.

But what struck Soarin’ the most was when Twilight talked about how close she was to her parents and her big brother, Shining Armor. Soarin’ didn’t like thinking about his parents, especially after what they did to him. So he told Twilight about how he was close to the Wonderbolt’s captain Spitfire. Soarin’ felt kind of weird. Part of him felt really comfortable talking to Twilight, the other half was dead nervous worrying he was going to say something wrong. ‘Why am I so nervous, I just met her?’

Unbeknownst to Soarin’, Twilight was also feeling nervous. She felt sweat forming on her forehead and her front hooves were shaking slightly. ‘Why am I feeling like this,’ groaned in her head. It reminded her of the whole want-it need-it incident and the future Twilight ordeal. ‘Is Soarin’ the reason I am feeling nervous?’ she asked herself. No matter how nervous she felt with the Pegasus, she didn’t want him to leave. She liked his company. She couldn’t quite explain what she was feeling, but then it donned on her. ‘Could I like Soarin’? He is quite the gentlecolt and he is handsome, but I just met him.’ Her thoughts started to become frantic. She needed to excuse herself so she could calm down. “Uh, Soarin’ I need to use the little filly’s room,” she lied.

“Ok, I’ll be here when you get back.”

‘Why am I feeling like this? Why is Twilight making me so nervous?,’ Soarin’ thought. He didn’t know why, but he couldn't help but feel like he really liked the studious mare. He wanted to get closer to the mare, and then he remembered the big gala coming up in Canterlot. ‘Next week is the big Winter Solstice celebration. Maybe I can ask her to go with me,’ he thought. Confident with his plan, all he had to do now is to wait for Twilight to return. ‘It’s been about ten minutes, where is she?’ Soarin’ was getting a little nervous and he deiced to go check on her. He made his way up the stairs in the back of the library and he heard something that sounded like… crying? He trotted to the door which the sound was coming from. ‘I know I shouldn’t eavesdrop, but I want to make sure Twilight is ok.’

In the room Twilight was lying on her bed sobbing using her alone time to let her tears out. She was confused about her feelings for Soarin’ and she hated being confused. “Why am I feeling like this,” she cried. “I just met Soarin’, but I think I like him. I really do. I can't like him, it doesn't make sense, but why does my heart continue to tell me that I do," Twilight cried. She sighed. "Even if he wasn’t with Spitfire, he probably wouldn’t want to date somepony like me. He is so famous and I am just a nopony.”

“That’s not true, Twilight,” Soarin’ said as he made his way into the room.

“Soarin’…. What are you doing here?” she asked. Twilight was surprised the stallion’s presence, she didn’t want him to see her like this.

“You’re not a nopony, Twilight,” he said as he trotted over to the startled mare.

“What are you talking about? You’re a Wonderbolt and I am just a boring librarian,” Twilight said hanging her head.

“You are important. You are Princess Celestia’s personal student and the Element of Magic. If anything I’m the one that is not worthy of you,” he said.

Twilight was confused by his statement.

“I mean, you are like the smartest pony I have ever met, and well I’m just dumb old Soarin,” he said trying to hide his embarrassment.

“What do you mean, Soarin’? You’re not stupid.”

The two ponies sat in silence for a while before Soarin’ broke it.

“So is it true… That you think you like me?” Soarin’ asked.

“Yeah, but it doesn’t matter. Aren’t you with Spitfire?”

“I think I like you too Twilight, and when I said I was close to Spitfire I didn’t mean we were dating. She is like a sister to me,” he explained.

Twilight felt a little stupid for assuming that Soarin’ was dating Spitfire. Now that she thinks about it, he mentioned it after she told him about her brother and how she is close to him.

“So, Twilight since we both kind of like each other, would like to go to the Winter Solstice gala with me, and then we can see what happens from there?” he asked.

“That sounds nice,” Twilight responded feeling a blush spread across her face. “So does that make you my coltfriend?”

“I guess so,” Soarin’ said with a smirk. “I have time off tomorrow, and I was wondering if you would like to get some lunch with me?”

“I was going to be getting lunch with my friends, but I am sure they would like to meet you.”

“That sounds nice. I’ll see you tomorrow, Twilight,” Soarin’ said as he pulled the unicorn into a hug.

After Soarin’ finally left all Twilight could think about is the past day. Twilight knows she said she wasn’t going to be dating anytime soon, but something was different about Soarin’. He wasn’t like some of the other colts that asked her out. ‘Soarin’ really is a gentlecolt and he is handsome. I just can’t wait for tomorrow.’ With that Twilight decided to get some rest, her dreams filled with thoughts of the Pegasus who was starting to steal her heart.

***

Princess Cadence sat with her aunt, Princess Luna on one the grand castle's many balcony's. Sitting between them sat a couple scrolls that bared Celestia's royal seal. They were soon joined by the regal white alicorn.

"Something quite strange just happened," Celestia said.

"What do you mean sister?", the moon princess asked.

"Twilight just send me a report on weather, and a letter thanking me for allowing the Wonderbolt Soarin' to help in her research," Celestia answered.

"How is that strange? Twilight is quite the studious mare," Cadence said.

"I don't remember assigning the report to her, and certainly don't remember sending Soarin' to help her," the white alicorn explained. "She also said something about have a date for the solstice celebration. You wouldn't happen to know about that. Would you?"

"Well... I-I can explain..." Cadence stammered.

"No need to worry. Next time you and my sister want to borrow some of my seals you can just ask," Celestia said. "Oh, and tomorrow you need to tell me about the spell you used on the scroll you sent to my student."

Celestia left the two alicorns in shock. They had no idea how she found out about their plan, but at least it seemed it was successful.

Unexpected Love - Ch. 4

Princess Cadence yawned as she trotted into Princess Celestia’s private dining room. She decided to join her aunt for breakfast. Her husband, Shining Armor was away on official business for the royal guard. “Good morning Aunt Celestia,” the pink alicorn greeted. As she sat at the small wooden table, she noticed it was covered with an assortment of pastries, fruit, and a freshly brewed kettle of tea.

“Good morning, Cadence,” the white alicorn said pouring herself a cup of tea. “Would you like some tea?”

“What blend is it this time?” Cadence asked while she used her magic to retrieve a blueberry scone.

“It is a breakfast blend from Maresachusetts,” Celestia replied. Princess Celestia has a different blend of tea every day; it helps her appreciate the diversity of her subjects.

“Sounds interesting,” the pink mare said, pouring the expertly brewed beverage into her cup. “Where is Luna?” Cadence asked noticing her other aunt’s absence. It was unusual because her two aunts usually ate breakfast together.

“She is preparing for the Winter Solstice,” the white mare said slowly sipping her tea. Princess Celestia suggested that her sister, Luna, should organize a moon raising ceremony to commemorate the longest night of the year. “So, how long have you and my sister been playing matchmaker for my student?” Celestia asked with a sly smile on her face. “Or better yet, you need to tell me about that spell you used.”

“Well it was a simple love spell,” Cadence said modestly sipping her tea.

“I didn’t know love spells were simple,” Celestia retorted.

“Well, spells that create love are very complex, and of course they are forbidden. While the spells I use simply remind two ponies of the feelings they have for each other. The spell I used for Twilight just helped her find love, it didn’t create it. The feelings she has for her stallion are real and if given the time she would have fallen for him without my help,” Cadence explained.

“Well I can’t wait to meet the new couple, I’m sure…” Princess Celestia was interrupted by the opening of the door to her private dining room. A brown unicorn guard entered, his head held high, and his golden armor glistened under the warm rays of Celestia’s bright sun. “Sergeant, how can I help you?”

“Your majesties,” the guard replied bowing. “There is a pony requesting an audience with you. I told him the day court doesn’t start for a few more hours, should I tell him to return then?”

“Who is it?” Celestia asked. She was intrigued because she wasn’t expecting anypony today for most ponies were preparing for the solstice.

“Flight Commander Soarin’ of the Wonderbolts Squadron,” the stallion answered.

“Yes, send him in.” The guard quickly retreated from the room. It had been a while since she had seen Soarin’, and she believes her student might be the reason for his visit.

A navy blue maned Pegasus stallion entered the cozy dining hall. “Princesses, I thank you for this audience,” Soarin’ said respectfully bowing to the two mares.

“Soarin’ we are in private and you of all ponies don’t need to bow and grovel to me,” Celestia said waving him to stand up. “Also, you can just call me Celestia.”

“Aunt, I thought in these circumstances you went by Rising Sun,” the pink alicorn said slyly. Celestia could still remember the times when she would visit Soarin’ as a colt in Cloudsdale. When she did she would disguise herself as a pink maned Pegasus named Rising Sun because nopony would be interested in an ordinary pegasus going to Cloudsdale. Ever since the colt ran away from his abusive father and neglectful mother, Celestia served as an adoptive mother to the colt. He was the closest thing she has ever had to a son and even though she didn’t really raise him, mainly due to the court’s prejudices and her busy schedule, she always made sure to see him regularly so he knew somepony cared about him.

Soarin' enjoyed the time he spent with Celestia. She was the closest thing he ever had to a mother. While she wasn't around as much as Soarin' wished, Soarin' knew that she cared. He remembers after he graduated from the Flight Academy, Princess Celestia told him that even though she felt like his mother. She felt bad because for what she said, 'abandoning him'. Celestia would always be a mother to Soarin' because she was there for him: she took him to the park and played, she helped him with his homework, she licked his wounds, and comforted him when he was upset.

“What can I do for you, Soarin’?” Celestia asked.

“Uh well, I don’t like asking for this kind of thing… but I need help getting some dinner reservations, for The Sun and Moon.”

“May I assume it is for you and Twilight?” Celestia asked with the graceful smile she was known for.

“Oh, I guess Twilight already told you about us, but yes, I am taking Twilight to dinner after the gala. The Sun and Moon is the nicest restaurant in Canterlot and I hear Twilight has been there before and really liked it. I want to make sure Twilight’s night is perfect,” Soarin’ said blushing.

“I’m sure, Cadence can help. She is taking Shining Armor there after the gala,” the white alicorn said.

“I would love to eat dinner with you and Twilight, of course if you wouldn’t mind?” Cadence asked.

“I wouldn’t mind, I hear Twilight is very close to her brother and I would like to meet him,” the stallion said.

“I’ll fix our reservations. I’m sure Shining Armor will be happy to meet his sister’s coltfriend,” Cadence said. “Just as a warning, Shining might seem a little hostile at first, he is a little… what’s the word… protective of his little sister, but I’m sure once he gets to know you he will like you.”

Soarin’ made a mental note to make sure he makes a good first impression for Twilight’s brother.“Thanks, since the Wonderbolt’s are in the off season the Weather Service has me helping plan the upcoming snowfalls, so I’ve been very busy,” Soarin’ said.

“Why don’t you stay for breakfast? It has been a while since we’ve been able to talk.” Celestia asked.

“I would love to, Celestia,” Soarin’ said looking over the table of freshly baked pastries. He mouth watered as he spotted a few apple fritters, “but I have to get to the Weather Factory in Cloudsdale and oversee the creation of snow clouds,” Soarin’ said with disappointment. This had been the first time in while that has been able to catch up with the Princess, but he has a job to do. “Thanks again for seeing me this early, Princesses. I hope you both have a good day,” Soarin’ said making his way to the exit.

“Soarin’,” Celestia called out the stallion. Soarin’ turned to see what the Princess wanted. “I’m glad that you and Twilight found each other, you are both amazing ponies and I wish you both happiness in your relationship. I hope to see you two at the gala. Goodbye, Soarin’,” Celestia said waving to the Wonderbolt. “My son…” she sighed as Soarin’ was out of view.

Soarin’ made his way out of the castle grounds and into the skies above Canterlot. He changed his heading to Cloudsdale. Soarin’ thought back to his orders for the day. ‘I need to report to the Weather Factory and oversee the production of snow clouds, and then delivery to Ponyville’s weather team… Wait, Ponyville, hopefully I will run into Twilight.’

Soarin’ soon reached the Cloudsdale. He entered the busy weather factory and gave a heavy sniff of the unique scent of the factory; it was a blend of rainbows and clouds. It reminded him of his days interning at the factory, while he finished his studies at the Royal Flight Academy. He quickly got to work overseeing the cloud production. Throughout the process, a few workers asked him for autographs and he even threw in a helping hoof and formed some clouds. Soarin’ loved working with clouds, he even dabbled in cloud sculpting. After a few hours of work the team had finished the cloud order for Ponyville and after signing all the proper transfer documents, he assembled his delivery team.

While the flight to Ponyville from Cloudsdale was usually a short one, Soarin’ took the time to enjoy the winter breeze flowing through his mane, and his thoughts fill with a certain studious unicorn. ‘Hopefully I will get to see Twilight today,’ He was giddy at the thought seeing his marefriend. As the cloud formation approached Ponyville, Soarin’ noticed the group of pegasi waiting in the town center. He sped ahead to the prismatic mare in the center.

“Hello, Rainbow Dash I’m here to…”

Rainbow turned and her eyes almost popped out of eyes as she saw the Wonderbolt. “Ohmygosh! It’s Soarin’,” the excited weather captain yelled.

"I figured you would be used to me being around since I’m dating your best friend, but I’m here to transfer this cloud formation to your weather team,” Soarin’ explained as he signaled his delivery team to head home.

“You got it boss,” Rainbow said saluting the Wonderbolt. She turned to face her team and began directing the cloud dispertion. “Ok team we have to get this cloudbank into formation, and we got to do right. That means I need everpony to give 120% and that means you Thunderlane. I don’t want to hear any of your fake coughing,” she ordered.

Soarin’ hovered above the town and watched as the team of pegasi got to work organizing the clouds, it was then when he heard a certain angelic voice. “Hey, Soarin!” Soarin’ looked down and saw a beautiful lavender mare waving to him and she was wearing a wool purple scarf. He sped down to greet her.

“Hey, Twilight,” Soarin’ greeted, “that’s a really nice scarf,” he commented.

“Thanks, it was a gift from my parents,” Twilight said. “What are you doing in Ponyville?”

“Delivering clouds for the Weather Service,” the light blue pegasus answered. He noticed a shiver run down the mare’s spine. “Are you cold, Twilight?”

“I’ll be fine… I have my scarf,” she answered. It was getting fairly cold and she was beginning to wish she put on something more than scarf.

“That scarf might be warm, but I know something that is better,” he said getting closer to the mare and gently wrapping his wing around her back, pulling her closer to him. “Is that better?” he asked looking at the mare with a soft, heartwarming smile.

"Yes, but I thought we were going to take things slow," Twilight said.

"Ok," Soarin' replied starting to remove his wing from Twilight's back.

"No Soarin', you can keep your wing there," Twilight said as she nuzzled into Soarin’s chest and a blush spread across her face. She wanted to say something along the line that she had to form a proper experiment and determine a reliable metric to compare heat retention, but her instincts told her to simple sit and enjoy her partner’s body heat. She didn’t care how long she spent with the stallion, even a few minutes with him was enough to make her happy. She continued to nuzzle her coltfriend’s chest.

“Eww, gross,” Twilight and Soarin’ turned to see a purple dragon pretending to throw up. “I get you and Soarin’ are dating, but do you have to be so affectionate in public,” Spike asked. Soarin’ and Twilight looked around in embarrassment, feeling like a couple of teens being caught making out by their parents. They forgot they were in the middle of a busy town and just got lost into their own world.

“Soarin’, was just trying to keep me warm,” Twilight said, trying to justify her public displays of affection.

“Yeah sure, egghead, and you are going tell me that you weren’t about to lock lips,” Rainbow said speeding over.

“Oh, hi Rainbow,” Soarin’ greeted rubbing the back of his head with a hoof. “Don’t you have weather duties to complete?”

“Yeah, but I just got a letter from Cloudsdale for you,” the rainbow mare said giving to letter to Soarin’. Twilight used her magic to open the envelope and help the scroll in front of Soarin’ so he can read it.

Flight Commander Soarin’,

You are directed to return to Wonderbolts HQ for debrief and gala preparation.

Squadron Commander Spitfire,

Captain, Wonderbolts Squadron

Staff Sergeant, Royal Equestrian Guard

“Sorry, but it looks like I need to get going,” Soarin’ said. Soarin’ lifted his wing so Twilight can stand. She turned and pulled Soarin’ into a hug.

“Bye, Soarin’ I’ll see you soon.”

“I’ll see you then, Twilight,” Soarin’ said pulling out of the embrace and waving good bye to his mare. He took off towards Wonderbolt HQ in Cloudsdale. Soarin’ wasn’t sure what Spitfire wanted, because it was the off season and the Wonderbolt’s had no preparations to perform. Only a few moments after leaving Ponyville, the fiery mare flew up next to Soarin’.

“Hey, Soar,” the Wonderbolt captain greeted.

“Spitfire… I thought I was meeting you at the HQ,” Soarin’ asked, confused by the mare’s sudden appearance.

“Yeah, I was flying threw. It’s not like I was spying on you and marefriend,” Spitfire said playfully.

“Ok, but what are these ‘gala preparations’?” Soarin’ asked.

“Since you are bringing your marefriend to the gala, somepony has to teach you how to properly court a mare,” Spitfire said. She looked over at her friend and noticed his hanging jaw and utter shock and embarrassment on him face. “Oh and don’t think about trying to get out of this, because you are under orders to report to HQ for these ‘preparations’,” Spitfire stated.

He continued to follow Spitfire to Cloudsdale. All he knew it was going to be a long and embarrassing day.

Unexpected Love - Epilogue

Twilight was sitting with her coltfriend, Soarin’, on a cloud outside of Cloudsdale. They have been dating almost three months now, and she had enjoyed every moment she spent with him. Today was the Wonderbolt’s season opener in Cloudsdale. Soarin’ got her and Twilight tickets and backstage passes. Twilight loved the show and now she knows why Rainbow loves the Wonderbolt’s so much. After the show she headed backstage and when she saw Soarin’ she tackled him to the fluffy cloud ground. She didn’t care that sweaty. She only cared that she was with Soarin’.

Soarin’ was glad that Twilight made it to the show. He spent the previous night with Twilight in Ponyville. He was so nervous he stayed up most of the night. Twilight understood how Soarin’ felt and stayed up with him. Now he was cuddled up to her on the cloud. He had is wing wrapped around her body.

“Soarin’, why does your wing have to be so comfortable?” Twilight asked.

“I don’t know… Maybe we can set up an experiment to find out,” Soarin’ said

“Don’t tempt me Soarin’,” Twilight joked.

Soarin’ looked behind him and saw the sun setting. “Hey Twilight want to go get some dinner?” Soarin’ asked. “There is this café near the weather factory that has the best apple pie.”

“Can we just stay here for a little longer?” Twilight asked.

Soarin’ pretended to think about the idea. “Hmm… I wouldn’t mind that.”

Twilight blushed as she nuzzled into his cheek. “Thanks Soarin’.”

“I love you, Twilight,” Soarin’ said starting to nibble on her ear.

“Stop it Soarin’,” Twilight protested playfully. “You’re making me blush.” Twilight thought for moment before she started to nibble on the crock of Soarin’s neck.

“Soarin’ began to blush. “Now who’s make who blush.”

Twilight stopped and looked into Soarin’s eyes. “I love you too, Soarin’.”

Most ponies would never expect a famous Wonderbolt to fall for a small town librarian, but they did. They both enjoyed the love they share for each other, their unexpected love.