Years went on and Blaze had reached his teenage years. He was fifteen years old and the world was at his hooves....or so he thought. The teenage years for Blaze ended the "evil hidden within a cute ball of fluff" phase and entered a new phase, which his friends called "the lustful, fuck everything that moves." phase. Now, Blaze was a very complex stallion, with very complex needs. And being royalty, meant he could get any mare his age with ease. At the time, he was dating a cello playing grey mare named Octavia. Of course, without his mother's consent. Blaze had been out all day with Octavia and not realising that he should've been home hours ago, was on his way back to the palace when he heard crying. Looking around, a young mare that looked about the same age as himself, caught his eye. Blaze approached the mare casually and asked her what was the matter. She responded with a "okay, okay, I'll tell you. I'm just lonely, okay? No pony loves me. I'm just alone in this world." Blaze was puzzled. How could such an attractive mare be lonely? So the two young ponies talked for hours, learning so much about each other like the young mare's name, which was Violet. And that she had also grown up in an orphanage and never knowing her real parents. Violet also learned some things about Blaze such as the fact that his mother was Princess Celestia. Blaze and Violet had immersed themselves in conversation that time had gotten the better of them. Violet had just noticed that they had been talking for such a lengthy amount of time "I'm really sorry to say Blaze, but I'm gonna need to go. It's getting late, how about we do this tomorrow?" Blaze obliged and they both parted their ways for the night. "Shame...." Blaze sighed as he trotted back home "I really thought I was gonna get some tonight." Blaze had reached the palace, and awaiting him was his mother, looking down on him furiously."And where exactly have you been young colt?!!" celestia yelled while still looking down at Blaze intimidatingly. "I was out, okay?" he replied
"out where?!" the Princess hissed
"The usual!" answered Blaze
Celestia had enough of Blazes antics and ordered him to his room. He did just that and jumped onto his bed looking at the ceiling "Well this sucks!" he exclaimed "I was in the mood to clop but mom's just ruined my mood!" then he went under the bed covers and closed his eyes "Tomorrow will be better, when I meet Violet" he thought to himself, and drifted off to sleep.
"Congratulations your highness." the doctor announced "It's a colt."
Princess Celestia smiled weakly, after spending six hours giving birth to her newborn colt. The doctor handed Celestia the colt. His coat was pure white and incredibly fluffy, his eyes were turquoise coloured and his mane and tail was white with turquoise running through it. The doctor looked at the princess and said "He looks like his father." Celestia's smile disappeared and she looked at the doctor with a serious look on his face "Now, I appreciate everything you've done for me, I really do. But nopony must find out who the father is. Do you understand?" The doctor nodded and asked "What're you going to call him?" The princess went silent and thought for a minute "Well." she said "A while back. His father and I thought about 'Blaze' so I think that would be the best." The doctor shook his head in agreement and picked up the birth certificate. "Blaze it is then."
Evil Hidden Within a Cute Ball of Fluff
A month had passed since Blaze had been brought into the world and it had also been a month since Princess Celestia hadn't been getting any sleep. Blaze and Princess Celestia, along with a royal guard were in the Princess's bedroom, with Blaze laying on the floor, Celestia sitting on the bed with her head in her hooves and the guard standing by Celestia's side. "He just won't give it a rest." The Princess sighed "He just slides along the floor all day because he's too fluffy to do anything else. And when he isn't doing that, he's crying. I don't know what to do." The guard looked at Blaze and then looked at the princess. "If you want. I could take care of him...." Celestia looked up with a smile "Really? You'd do that?" And before the royal guard could even respond, Princess Celestia dashed out of the room. The guard looked at Blaze and said to himself "Well, you can't be that bad....can you?"
Blaze looked up at the him and smiled. Making the guard forget about the burden that Blaze would bring. After two hours of being away, Princess Celestia returned to the bedroom only to find that the entire room had been trashed, paintings had come down off walls and smashed on the floor, the wardrobe had been knocked over and it's contents scattered across the room, the same with the dresser and the mirror that sat on top of it, shattered. And in the middle of the room was Blaze, sitting happily as he did the last time the Princess saw him. "And where's the guard?" She asked herself while looking around the room. "Down here." The guard's quiet voiced called out from under the bed. He got out from under the bed and dusted himself off and yelled "A SINGLE SPERM CELL WENT ON TO FORM THAT MONSTER!?"
