The Destroyer of Worlds

Warming Stone gave a small hum as she sat on her couch in the humble abode. Parting Glass had left to help some friends of theirs, and they were ready to test the weapon. She frowned a little, giving a soft sigh. Despite what many believed, she was not that greedy. She often gave up gems to organizations to help feed the homeless or to help cure a certain disease. Being a scientist helped with the second one, but she felt like she would never change ponies minds about her.

Parting Glass was a different story. He was so serious about her when they were dating, even now, she caught him stealing glances at her, a smitten look in his eyes. He didn't care about what others thought about her, they might as well be living on an island. Warming Stone chuckled, remembering she was on, basically, a large island.

She startted to rub her belly, giggling softly at the thought. He was going to be so surprised when he got home. She thought it was impossible, yet here they were, having their first hatchling. Or foal, She quickly reminded herself, knowing ponies were so stuck up with the names of their young, she often got yelled at because of calling a young one a hatchling.

Her wings rustled, and she looked at the clock, giving a soft hum in thought. They had sent the letter to the Princess a few weeks ago, it should have been there by now. Warming Stone heard that one of the Princesses had a dragon assistant, and he could send messages with fire. Perhaps she should ask Celestia about that when she came here to see the test?

She got up, looking around her home, noting the pictures hanging on the walls. She and Parting Glass had been married for years now, and she couldn't get why he insisted on taking pictures. She thought she looked horrible in some of them, but he loved them and kept them on the walls. Now that she think about it, none of the dragons she knew took pictures at all.

Her train of thought was broken when Parting Glass opened the door, giving a tired sigh, a smile on his face. He shut the door behind him and pulled his coat off, yawning a little. They said nothing, but Warming Stone simply ran over and hugged her husband. He gave a smile, her claws grabbing his hooves as she looked down at him, her ice blue eyes staring into his brown ones.

"Well, hello to you too, honey." Parting Glass said, leaning up and pecking her scaley lips, being released from her hug. "Sorry I'm late, I got caught up with Obelisk about G-54 and how we should use it."

Warming Stone made a look of disgust, her snout scrounging up at the thought of Obelisk, the Minotaur. To say she disliked Obelisk was an understatement, and they had different ideas to handle the weapon. Parting Glass and her wanted it in the hooves of Equestria to handle the incoming threat, where as Obelisk wanted to seek it for the highest bitter and live off the riches.

Being a dragon, at first she liked Obelisk's idea, but soon found out he was profiting off of the wars that the weapon would bring. She disagreed with that, choosing to live the simple life than start a war.

"That minotaur has his horns screwed in too tight if he thinks that'll work." Warming Glass spat out, her throat glowing from the fires that had ignited from her fury.

She calmed instantly when Parting Glass kissed her forehead and gave a smile, replying, "Now, what did you want to tell me?"

Warming Stone wasn't surprised, Parting Glass could read her like an open book. "You remember when we had the talk."

"About what?" He asked going into the kitchen. He grabbed a mug out of one of the drawers, gently pouring some coffee in, pouring the creamer and adding a spoon of sugar.

"About foals."

Parting Glass looked at her, confused, then set his coffee on the table, eyeing his wife carefully. "I thought you didn't want to adopt."

"No, honey, I don't."

"Oh. Then what's this about?"

Warming Stone took a deep breath in, and said, her voice overflowing with joy, "I'm pregnant."

Parting Glass looked at her, then a smile split his face, his heart filling with joy. "I'm gonna be a dad. I'm gonna be a dad!" Parting Glass shouted, bouncing around his wife, then suddenly stopped. "I'm gonna be a..." He slumped to the floor, causing Warming Stone to sigh, rolling her eyes.

He had fainted, the joy took too much out of him, add that with the work they had been doing, and his body needed to rest. She grabbed him, carrying him in her arms, and walked over to the bedroom, setting him in bed. He would probably ask so many questions and tell everyone. Maybe even faint again.

She should get the camera when he wakes up.

Spike hummed softly, feeling something drip on his spines. He looked up, only for another drop to hit his snout. He scrunched his nose, looking up at the clouds as the rain continued to fall down. He started to pick up the pace, heading towards the crystal palace, trying to outrun the storm. The water continued without a care, but Spike felt his heart relieved after the talk with Big Macintosh, knowing what he needed to do.

He ran up the steps, hurriedly opening the door as the rain continued to pour, lightning exploding outwards, scaring Spike out of his scales. He jumped into the door way, closing them behind him. He shivered quietly and shook himself, the water flying everywhere. He quietly reminded himself to clean that later and started to walk around.

"Twi?!"

Nothing answered him back, causing him to hum in confusion. He started to walk around, his tail twirling around behind him. He sniffed the air, before shrugging, resigning himself to just go to his room. He started to walk up, thinking about his day so far.

Almost everyone he knew avoided him, which was strange. Not only that, but he could tell Applejack was hiding something from him, considering whenever he talked to her, she looked like he asked her to the Gala, blushing and stuttering. He would ask her about that later, right now, he was ready to sleep in his bed, his body aching and his mind tired.

He was about to open his door when he heard shuffling behind it. He gave a glance around, then pressed his ear fin against the door, waiting a moment. He could hear nothing else, and shrugged to himself, opening the door. A blast of confetti hit him, and a chorus of voices met him.

"SURPRISE!"

Spike had to swallow back the fire that would spill from his mouth, keeping a hand over his chest, trying to calm his beating heart.

"Happy birthday Spike!" Pinkie yelled out, bouncing out to him, pulling him into the room, giggling happily, "I told ya he'd be surprised."

"It's my birthday?"

"Jeez Spike, you'd think you'd remember your own special day?" Rainbow Dash commented, Twilight pulling the young drake into a hug.

"Happy birthday."