Chapter 3: Five Years

The years have passed, and Samantha had just turned five years old a few months ago. Celestia had only just marked her height and weight in Samantha’s baby book. Height 3’4’’ and weight 38lb. It amazed Celestia that Samantha was already taller than a foal of her age, but weighted a lot less than a filly. At first, she had been concerned that she wasn’t on the right path of development since Celestia didn’t even know what Samantha even was made her even more concerned. She wanted to make sure she was healthy and happy. She knew she was a happy little foal always smiling and having those around her smile too if they were having a bad day. She was always running around playing with her toys. Her long inky hair was always flying behind her making her milky skin glow even more. After consulting the magical blank note and her mind was put at ease that she was indeed healthy.

Celestia walked down the hallway to her private library. Her golden shoes made a muffled sounds against the plush lavender carpet as she made her way to the massive oak double doors today she was going to take Samantha to see the Pegasi Foal Race. She was going to check the magic blank note about her ability to walk on clouds. She remembers that the written letter said that once their people walked amongst the clouds, but it never mentioned that is was still possible and Celestia didn’t want another incident like the one just a week after Samantha’s first birthday. She just put Samantha down to play with her toys while she went about some of her royal duties in her private library. She looked at Samantha sitting on a yellow sun rug that rested against the dark floor of the library briefly before she went to read a new bill for her people making sure it benefited everypony before she signed it and got it her royal stamp when she heard a strange noise. She looked away from the parchment only to see Samantha wasn’t in the place where she left her. She dropped the parchment while looking frantically around the room only to find she wasn’t there. Panic set in as she was just about to call for the guards when she heard the noise again. It sounded like a giggle crossed with a laugh, and it wasn’t coming from ground level. She looked up along to snowy walls and the wooden bookshelves and cases only to see Samantha sitting on top of one of the bookcases she didn’t know how it was possible for her little girl to get all the way up there she didn’t even hear Samantha make any noise when she moved. She had only checked on her not two-seconds ago that shouldn’t have been enlightening time for her foal to get all the way up there. The bookcase was massive in size and height. It made Celestia feel small when she stood in front of it. Just as she was about to use her magic to get Samantha down the baby slipped off the top and began to plummet to the floor below. Celestia only had a chance to bolt up and spend her wings before her eye unfolded a miracle. As Samantha was falling, two white long feather wings had appeared on her back as she floated down safely on top Celestia’s desk with a giggle. Celestia picked up Her daughter and began checking her over to make sure she was unharmed. She watched as fast as the wings had come they had gone.

“Samantha, did you get up there all by yourself?” She asked Samantha who only smiled.

“Yes!” Samantha exclaimed with one of the few words she knew. Celestia smiled and held her little girl closer.

“You do love to scare your mother don’t you my little butterfly?” She asked.

“Mama.” Was all Samantha replied. Celestia let out a laugh fill with warmth as her daughter.

“Well, let’s ask the note what to do about,” Celestia said as she used her magic to lift a key from one of her many drawers on her desk to filing cabinet she had at the very back corner of her library. Where she kept anything that she didn’t want others to know about. Strong or dangerous spells where mostly locked away in there for the safety of others in the realm, but also held to parchments one with writing and the most important one the one without. Once opened she used her magic to bring forth the very paper she needed.

“Are feather wings common amongst your people?” Celestia asked the paper in the hope that it was she would have to get used to the idea of it happening and how to explain it to others who may see it and get a terrible fright. So far all the ponies in her kingdom had to take a real liking to her daughter, and she didn’t want anything to happen to take that away. It was one of the many fears she had that she hoped would never come to transpire. She didn’t think her heart could take any more pain than it already had to felt.

Yes, Feather Wings where once very common with our people, but it was lost long ago when the darkness first settled into our world only the young can call upon them. They lose that ability once they age.

Celestia smiled at the memory. It had shocked her at first every time it happened, but as the years went by there was only one other occasion it has happened and none since maybe it is something she grew out of, but who knows magic is nothing, but a mystery in itself. Now she once again stood in front of the cabinet with a very familiar parchment. Once she had reassurance, she placed the old parchment back in, closed, locked the cabinet, and replaced the key. Once she was sure everything was again in place, she closed the door and headed towards Samantha’s room.

As Celestia opened the door to her daughter's room and looked around as the light from her sun shone brightly into the room giving it life while the room still looks much the same as Samantha was a foal. Only now most of the baby furniture has been replaced by furniture for a young child. The walls were still light sky blue and still complimented the snowy carpet which together kept the room bright looking even on rainy days. The large window on the right still sat the flowing sheer lilac curtains. She had to ask Samantha she wanted another color, but the child quickly puts an end to the idea saying she loved the color that it reminded her of the pretty flowers down in the gardens. Any shade of purple had become Samantha favorite color. Celestia didn’t question it. She knew her daughter was very strong-willed and knew what she liked and didn’t like. Sightly to the side of the window sat an open ivory and gold doll house made to look the castle with all her little dolls scared all around the house from yesterdays playtime. Straight ahead was a pale hardwood desk with a silver chair. The surface of the desk covered with hand-drawn pictures and crayons. Coloring books stacked at the very top right-hand corner of the desk. Around the desk were pale hardwood shelves lined with storybooks a couple of which were laying on a plush large cloud shaped pillow. To the left on the wall were several pale wood shelves that held plush toys along with several wonder bolt figurings surround an alabaster canopy bed with sheer silvery curtains hung from the four corners of the bed and gathered around each post with a lilac silk ribbon. The lilac bedding which held merely frosted swirls and stars design crumbled. Hidden under the bedding is where Samantha could be found still asleep as the sun hadn't bee up long. She walked over to the bed.

“Samantha, come one wake up. I have a surprise for you.” Celestia said in a soft voice as not to startle the sleeping child while gently shaking her. Samantha let out a small moan as her icy blue eye barely opened.

“Momma it's too early,” Samantha said in a very groggy small voice as she eyed her mother tiredly as she clutched her Luna doll tighter as she started to go back to sleep. Her mother chucked at her.

“I know sweetie, but I have a surprise for you, and you must get up a little earlier than normal. I made your favorite breakfast to start an exceptional day for us,” Celestia stated as she used her right front hoof to try and smooth down her daughters midnight hair that was sticking up on the left side of her head. Samantha’s eyes widen at the mention of her mother making breakfast. Usually, the cook did all the meals as Celestia was too busy with her duties to prepare any meals so it was a special treat when Celestia herself would make something. Samantha’s face lit up with a mile grin before kicking off the bedding and got up from the bed. Her button blue nightgown flowed behind her as she bolted to her closet to pick out an outfit of the day. After finding one of her favorite dresses, a solid celeste color that had a square neckline with three-quarter sleeves and an A-line skirt that flowed around her knees. It was a simple dress, but Samantha loved it, all the same, she wasn’t some pony who was over the top she always took joy in the simplest of things. Once the dress as on she slipped on some flat slip ons in the same color, she ran back to her mother for her to style her hair. Celestia had her sit on the edge of her now made bed with her back facing the window as she sat down on the floor and with her brush in her hoof began to brush her daughter’s hair. Pulling it into a half up have down look with a midnight elastic holding the top half of the hair together at the back of the child’s head while the rest of her hair was left alone. Samantha turned around with a small smile.

“Let's go to breakfast now,” Samantha said as her stomach began to growl at the thought of food. Her cheeks turned a light pink, and her mother chuckled.

“Yes, let's go then before it gets cold,” Celestia said as she stood up alongside her daughter and both began walking out of the room towards the dining room.

Author's Note

I have written a long chapter, so I broke it up. An anime inspired the wings I was rewatching with a friend at the time called Escaflowne it was excellent show only 26 episodes of the whole anime. It's kind of an oldie from the mid 90's, but it's excellent. She as the one who thought about adding the wings to this chapter as was like 'it could be something to do with magic and the whole cloud thing. They could be like the angles, draconian, or something like that since even you don't have an idea of what Sam is.' So I went with it.

I don't know if I will bring the wings back or not so I made a few polls where you can go a vote for the idea see my poll blog on my account to see where you can vote.

As I have said before, I'm not writing to be prefect I just do it as something fun between two jobs and school. I don't care too much about grammar or spelling. I try to get them all while writing, but if I miss some it's ok I'm okay with that.