That moment you realize you're awake.

Many months previous...

"Now, I'm not saying you're fit to be a father. I'm just saying you're not the father I had in mind. From what I know of you: you're forgetful, humorous, and very sex-driven-" Celestia began. Seethe interrupted quickly.

"We're not having this conversation." Seethe said quickly . His voice full of annoyance and with a threatening undertone.

"Yes. We are." Celestia said with authority. Giving Seethe an angry eye. "I have your baby, or even babies in my womb. We are having this discussion, whether you want to or not."

Seethe and Celestia stood before the setting sun. It's orange light casting upon the castle balcony and the tower. The orange and red light slowly played across the sky as it's origin made it's way down the horizon.  Seethe stood there with Celestia, who at the time was still showing her pregnancy. She sat next to Seethe rubbing her belly with one hoof giving Seethe her best authoritative gaze.

"Fine." Seethe said giving in. "I believe I AM father material."

"Anypony can convince themselves they are something, they actually are not." Celestia said simplifying basiclly an entire chapter from a psychology book.

"What? Are you saying I'm delusional?! Celly. Dear, I KNOW I'm perfect to be the father of our babies." Seethe said angrily.

"I'm just trying to inform you of a possible disillusion in your already confused psyche."  Celestia said. She would later regret saying that.

"I have a confused psyche?! Coming from the self centered, know-it-all, Princess! Maybe you should examine your own psyche!" Seethe near-shouted at Celestia. His anger clear and Celestia had a hurt look upon her face. She already had remorse for what she said, she didn't want to see him angry like this. It was enough to make her tear up.

She was beginning to cry. Now making Seethe regret his rage-filled words.

"Celly...." He began.

She stopped him immediately with her own anger. "You dare question my diagnosis of a the pony psyche and declare me the self-centered one?! I have spent tens of thousands of years studying egotistic, slacking, dim-witted barbarians such as yourself! To think that you can take my simple concern for your effectivity as a father and twist it around into anger! I should squash you like a bug! A large egotistic cockroach! That's all you are Mr.Seethe Master! You're a....a small-minded simpleton whose only claim to fame is the support of his mental institution fans!" She took a breath. "Get......out. Now."

"Celly...."

"GET OUT! NOW!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.

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The next day.

Celestia awoke alone. She had gone to bed in anger after having the Royal Guards throw Seethe out. She had ordered them to terminate him if he came on the Castle grounds.  She awoke to sounds of birds chirping in the dark before-dawn sky. She had been dreaming of him...all night long and wished she hadn't. She was beginning to feel remorse for her actions.

I should have kept my mouth shut....what was I thinking? Of course he's father material. He's rich, caring, and responsible when he needs to be. Now....I've lost him....probably forever. Oh! I want him back! If I could have one more chance!

She looked at his side of their large bed and cried to herself.

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Unknown location.

Seethe grumbled a bit as he woke up.

"Mmmm? Where am I?" He rasped through a dry burning throat and sweat soaked and sore everything else. He looked about in the pre-dawn darkness. He knew he wasn't  at home. The bed he was in was made for one. Not two Alircorns.

Whose bed am I in?

He felt the small mare, whoever it was, on top of him.  She had a long, wavy, soft mane. She was wearing a silky-feeling dress. In the dim moon light, Seethe could see it was green. Or at least part of it was, since the moon light coming in the window didn't give him much visibility he was able to see a part of it.

The mare moved a bit and gave a gentle mumble. She rolled into the moonlight. Seethe could make out her face.

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...

It was Fluttershy.