“Are you sure sir? This isn’t something you can take back.”

“I know what I’m doing. This isn’t a spur decision or anything, I’ve had this planned for a while.”

“Alright... Well, since you’re so sure I just need you to fill out this form.”

“Aight, give it here then.”

I looked over the form. It was covered in pages upon pages of legal mumbo jumbo. On some pages there were blank lines with an ‘X’ by them. I signed my name in the lines and skipped through the pages.

After filling out all my information I handed the papers back to the mare behind the counter. Her hair was a dull gray, and her mane was a somehow even duller gray. She radiated boredom. She adjusted the large framed glasses hanging on the edge of her nose.

She shifted through the papers as well, making sure that they were all signed properly. After a minute of her searching for any mistakes she sighed and tapped the papers against the desk to straighten them out.

“Okay, Clean, I know you’ve come here occasionally look and decide, but are you sure you want to do this? This isn’t something you can take back, and especially with those two.”

I held my hand up, stopping her. “I’m only going to say this one more time. I know what I’m doing. I know they’re not sisters, and I’m not letting them get separated. There is a saying from my world, ‘The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.’ Now tell me, do you know what that means?”

The mare rolled her eyes at me, “No Clean, I don’t know what your quotes mean. And I don’t think it matters, does it?”

“It does to me. It means that that bonds made with blood are stronger than bonds of born siblings. Of course it doesn’t apply to them literally, but I feel it's a good enough reason for me. Now let's get this over with. I’ve still got stuff to do today.”

She huffed and got out of her seat. Walking over to the door, she opened it and motioned for me to follow her. I got out of my own chair and followed behind her. We walked through the large building. Standing in front of a large door, even for me, she told me to wait outside. She left me outside the door in the empty hall.

I leaned against the wall and pulled out one of my cigarettes before deciding it probably wasn’t best to do this in this place of all places. I looked around the room. It looked like a place I was all too familiar with. I shook the chill away that went down my back and pushed myself away from the wall. I looked down at the pack in my hand, trying to focus on anything but my memories.

I put the pack back into my pocket and began to pace back and forth. I heard the clopping of three sets of hooves. I stopped pacing and faced the large door waiting for it to open.

The door opened to the gray mare being followed my two fillies. Both fillies recognized me immediately and they ran to me, latching onto my legs.

“Mr.Clean! I knew you’d come for us!” “Mr.Clean! You actually did come!”

I crouched down and rubbed the manes of the two fillies latched onto my legs. “Yeah, yeah, enough mopey stuff. I’m sure y’all are ready to get outta here. I am too, no offense miss.”

“None taken, just get out of here before you embarrass yourself more.”

I waved bye to her, with two fillies wrapped around my legs, toting little bags and giggling.

“Dearie Doo, Lovie Lulamoon, you little rapscallions, it's time for us to go home.”

They both responded with ‘yaas!’ of their owns and latched on tighter.

“Alright you two, say goodbye and get off. We got shit to buy before we go.”

They both let go and ran to her, hugging her tightly. With a heartfelt goodbye from them (and a reluctant, yet apparent goodbye from her) they both ran back into place beside me and followed. We walked outside into the midday sun.

I looked down at the two fillies beside me. Dearie Doo, a Yellow pegasus with gray hair, and Lovie Lulamoon, a light blue unicorn with purple hair. They looked around innocently and ready to leave the place behind. I felt the same, so I picked them both up and held them tightly.

“Alright you two, we’ve got some shopping to do. Whats say we get you some presents?”

The fillies in my arms wrapped their hooves around my neck and screamed into my ear.

“Thanks Dad!”

-=- -=- -=-

“GRANDPA!”

Walking into Celestia’s room, I am immediately knocked to my ass. My chest hurts from what feels like a cannonball blasting into my sternum. Both of the guards besides Celestia’s room are stifling their laughs. Trying to act professional, but failing.

Looking down at my chest, a bundle of fur and feathers is latched onto me. The bundle then moves to look up at me. I’m greeted by a pair of golden eyes looking up.

I feel a smile pull at my face and I wrap my arms at the adorable bundle.

“Derpy! Girl, it's been forever since you’ve visited! Do you not love your grandfather anymore?”

Derpy looks up at me offended. She boops me in the nose and replies, “Of course I love you paw-paw. You just don’t visit me! Maybe its me you don't love.” And she starts pouting.

I stand up, arms still around the filly stuck to my chest. “You know I love you, but I thought you were coming tomorrow, not today?”

I walked back into the room and the guards closed the door behind me. Sitting on her bed was Celestia herself, with another bundle of fur beside her.

“Hello Clean, I suppose this was a pleasant surprise, wasn’t it?”

“Damn right Celestia, I’m surprised beyond belief.”

“Good I’m glad,” Celestia said before lightly pushing another filly with her wing.

“And Trixie is here too? Come here and give your grandpa a hug.”

With a sign, my blue grandfoal walked up and put a single hoof around my leg.

“Now that won’t do, c’mere.” I said before I picked her up and held her. An achievement, figuring I already had a filly in my arms.

“No Clean, I’m too old for hugs!”

I only hugged her tighter, “Nopony is too old for hugs! And that's Grandpappy to you! But I’ll accept Grandpa Clean as well.”

“Yeah Trixie! And grandpa give the best hugs! Next to mommy and daddy of course!”

Trixie tried to push herself off of me, but the power of a grandfather is stronger than anything. Eventually she gave in and went limp in my arms. I set them both down and looked down at them.

Derpy Doo, daughter of Dearie doo, and Trixie Lulamoon, daughter of Lovie Lulamoon. My grandfoals.

Derpy was always loving, a real hugger. She was a fast flyer too! Top of her class. A gray filly with yellow eyes and a yellow mane.

Trixie was smart for her age, but she had a bit of a temper. She also had a knack for performing, she could wow a crowd like it was no one's business. Looking down at her blue mane and coat, I could tell she looked exactly like her mother.

“So, I've got something for you two! Celestia, if you would kindly?”

Celestia’s horn lit up a bright gold and she pulled two bags out of the corner of the room with her magic. She floated the bags in front of the fillies.

Derpy immediately jumped into her bag. Literally. She just jumped right in. After a couple seconds she jumped out holding her messenger bag in her mouth.

“Fanks Grampftpa!” she said, voice being muffled by the bag. She put it on and flew into the air to see how it felt.

“I got that specially made, it removes air resistance and its a bag of holding, so you can put more stuff in. “

Derpy, mid flight, closed her wings and plummeted down to me. Again she smashed into me causing me to fall over.

“Thank you so much grandpa! I love it and I love you!”

Celestia and I chuckled at the filly's antics.

I looked over to Trixie, “Well? You gonna open your present?”

She looked at me and simply pushed it away. “I don't need something from you, I'm too old for presents.”

I sat there, confused. Before I could speak, Celestia spoke up, “Trixie Lulamoon! That is no way to speak to your grandfather!”

Trixie stuck her tongue out at Celestia and went to walk out of the room. I always took pride in making my family treat Celestia like she was a regular pony, as well as part of our family, but this was too far. As she tried to walk past me I grabbed her around her midsection and held her up and put Derpy down.

Holding her with two hands now I carried her over to Celestia. She tried to wiggle out of my grip, but I was holding onto her. I held her in front of Celestia.

“Apologize.”

She tried to wiggle out of my grip again before saying, “Let go Clean! I'm not apologizing to anypony! You're not even my real grandfather!”

That hurt. That hurt more than I'll be willing to admit. I gently set her down. And crouched down to her.

“Trixie, this isn't how you usually act. What's wrong sweetie?”

She stuck her tongue out again, but I pinched it with my fingers like I would a dog. I used my best stern voice I had. I hated to use it, but I'm not letting anyone in my family act like that.

“Trixie, I'm going to let go, but when I do, you're going to tell me what's wrong, and you're going to apologize. Do I make myself clear?”

Her eyes were bugged out and she nodded her head vigorously. I let go and kept staring down at her.

She stood there for a second before she started to dig her hoof into the floor and look guilty down.

“I'm sorry grandpa, I don't know why, I've just been feeling angry all the time.”

I patted her on the head, tousling her light blue mane.

“Trixie, it's fine to be mad, but you can't let your anger out on your family.”

She kept digging her hoof into the floor and started to sniffle. Derpy came up and put her hoof around her cousin.

“I-I'm sorry grandpa. I didn't mean to deny your present, I just felt like you were patronizing me. A-and I'm sorry too grandma, I'm sorry I was so rude to you.”

Celestia scooped up Derpy and Trixie and held her in her swan-like wings, rubbing against them both.

“It's okay Trixie, I know it must be hard for you right now, but you're mad because you're going through puberty. You're body is going through changes, but I'll tell you more when it's private.”

Trixie hugged Celestia back, “Thanks grandma.”

Celestia set the two of them and pushed the bag in front of Trixie with her magic.

“Now I believe you have a present to open.”

Trixie used her magic to open the bag and looked inside before smiling widely and pulled out her saddlebags.

“Thanks grandma! I was needing new bags cus my last ones were getting old. How did you know?”

“Don't thank me, thank your grandfather. He's the one who bought them.”

She ran up to me and I picked her up and hugged her.

“Thanks grandpa, I'm sorry I was mad at you.”

“It's okay sweetie, you couldn't help it. Now let me help you put it on.”

I set her down and strapped the bag around her back before tightening it.

“Well, how do you like it?”

She looked at it and spun in a circle. “I love it!”

“I'm glad you do, now let's go get something to eat, I'm starving.”

“Yaaaaay!” both fillies said racing each other out of the room.

Celestia trotted up to me and bumped against me. “Why Clean, it's so strange to see you sho happy. If I didn't know better I'd say you were some other human.”

“Don't get used to it Tia, it's just cus those two are there.” I responded before taking a cigarette out and lighting it, letting a puff of smoke out.

“Now that's the Clean I know. Let's hurry, I don't those two eating the cake before I can.”

“Sure thing ‘grandma,’ don't want you losing a single slice of cake.”

“Oh hush you.”

Author's Note

Yes Stephen, you were correct. The mystery filly was Derpy.

Derpy best pony and Trixie were my best choices, and I feel they weren't TOO out of character.

Another chapter, next ones starting tomorrow. Thanks foe sticking around, but we're not even close to the end.

Also, if anyone wants to use Clean on their story, lemme know. You're free to use him, and I'd love to see how someone else plays him. And drawings, really anything he's free game.