A Batpony Lullaby

by Comrade Bagel Muffin

Rating: everyone
Tags: Random, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Bat Pony
Length: 1061

A mother batpony comforts and puts her son to bed with a lullaby.

A batpony colt wants to stay up until sunrise, because that’s when daddy gets home from work, but his mom wants him in bed. She knows how to get him to sleep without him even knowing it though because and I quote “Mommies are smart.”

I don’t know if this counts as being featured but with view M being off A Batpony Lullaby is in the featured box. Though I admit I don’t know how. Merci to all of you 06/07/2017

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Published 2017-06-07 04:30:06 UTC
Last updated 2017-06-07 04:30:06 UTC

Sweet Daydreams

Through her window Nightingale watched the stars bright. It was the early hours of the morning soon it would no longer be night. Yet still the stars sparkled like precious jewels in the obsidian sky. There were to many to number no matter how long she try. The moon had passed its zenith for the night. And in two more hours the sun would come with its light. It was time for the mommy to put her little bat to bed. Warm under his covers with a pillow under his head. Up the stairs and first door to the right. In his room where he had been playing all night. So long as he stayed in the house his mommy was alright.

“Know that I am here to save you. I’ll stop this beast this is true.” He stood over a little toy wagon. He pounced on his bed and slew the little toy dragon. “Yea, victory I saved the night. You are safe little ponies so now you can sleep tight.”

“Yes you did my little one. I’m so proud of you my son.” He smiled at his mother’s praise eyes beaming with pride. And with a flap of his wings to his mother he did glide. “And now that, little hero, you have finished your quest. It is time for you to lie-down and get some rest.”

“But Mommy I want to stay up till Daddy comes home. I don’t like going to bed while we’re all alone.” The little colt pleaded. He knew there was more to do even with the dragon defeated.

“Do you want a drink, you look thirsty. Come down stairs with me, I’ll get you some milk while I have some tea.”

“I love warm milk it’s my favorite drink.”

“Then go get the pan that’s under the sink.” She smiled after her little foal. And followed him down stairs to get some coal. To heat of the milk and her tea. To help them both get nice and sleepy. She set the pan full of milk over the small cooking fire. Her little bat yawned as he already started to tire. His mommy smiled and started to hum checking the milk to see if it was nearly done.

“Why does Daddy leave every night and come home late.” Asked the batpony colt unable to sit up straight. “Doesn’t he like playing with me. When we’re all together us three.” Mommy looked at her little colt with a sincere smile. And finding the right words answered after a while.

“Listen to me my little one what I say is very true. Your daddy and I both cherish and love you.” She checked the milk and was perfect and warm. Now she dispel her colts fears and leave them no form. She poured his milk into a mug. And wrapped the colt in a very tight hug. “Your daddy has a job that must be done. Though he loves playing with you and having fun. You daddy he goes out and safeguards the night. That others may sleep until the dawn’s bright light. And they in turn do protect us as we sleep through the day. They watch over us until the sun is put away.” She picked up her precious foal and lay him on a seat. He took a sip of his warm milk the sight was so sweet. But now it was time for mommy to put her foal to sleep. For the night was nearly over the day nearly begun. It was time for him to find his rest so she started to hum. It was a song she learned from her mommy all those years ago. A song that bid good dreams come and made the worries go.

Sleep under the warm sun,

Waiting for the starry nights to come.

Wait in dreams so sweet and pure,

Knowing love and endure.

Her son finished his warm milk. As his mother sang him to sleep with a voice of silk. He yawned eyes half closed and with a smile. He’d be dreaming good dreams in a little while. For here at home with Mommy nothing could go wrong. He lay still and listened to Mommy’s gentle song. As stars sparkled like gems out the windowsill. They’d continued to shine and do as they will.

Until at dusk we come together

Under clear skies in fair weather.

Yet even in storms with rain pouring

with lightning bolts and thunders roaring.

Know that no power can tear us apart

My foal you are always in my heart.

Gently bushed his face with her wing. With a kiss to his forehead she continued to sing. He’d fall asleep knowing that Mommy and Daddy loved him so. He’d fall asleep knowing all he’d ever need to know.

Know that now and forever and always

We’ll protect you and love you all your nights and days.

The moon shall gently guide your path

And with the stars you’ll always laugh.

Grow strong, true, and brave,

Enjoy all the good that life gave.

Grow and be honest, fair, and free,

But know you’ll always be my colt, to me.

“I love you Mommy,” he said with a sigh. As he was lead into dreams by his mommy’s lullaby. She smiled patting his head and kissing his cheek. She continued to sing guiding the colt to sleep. Hoping he’d have only the best of daydreams. Playing under the stars and in the moon’s beams.

Sleep now my little bat until coming of twilight,

When we shall rise and meet in moon and starlight.

The door opened and daddy stepped through. His voice joined the melody, deep, soft, and true. As the colt smiled knowing everypony was here. All were safe those whom he held dear. With Mommy and Daddy’s song guiding him to sweet dreams. Where they’d play together by moon lit streams.

Grow strong, brave and true,

Enjoy all life has to give you.

For now thought sleep the night is done.

And know that always we love you son.

Daddy picked up their little colt and they took him to his room and laid him on his bed. He lay there snuggling under his blanky with a pillow under his head.

Author's Note

Getting this to a thousand was frecking murder.