*****UNEDITED*****
ShiningArmour had wondered what had happened when he found out that his mother was gone for afew days. Since he was only a filly, he didn’t think much of the negative things, like his mother passing away or getting run over. He finally decided that he wanted to figure out what was going on. He approached his father, who was quietly sipping coffee in the kitchen.
“Oh, hello son. Need anything? Experiances
“Quit playin! Where’s mom?”
“She’s fine, she’s fine. What do you thin- ShiningArmour cut him off there
“Then where in the hoof is she?!”
“ShiningArmour, watch your tone. I told you before she’s fine and that’s my final answer, you hear me?”
ShiningArmour sighed. He walked back towards the direction his room was in.
“Did she get a 24/7 job? Did she move to Canada? Or maybe she got a job as a role modal! Yeah, that’s it. That explains everything! And dad just doesn’t want to tell me because she’s going to come home with a bunch of money and the sword I saw at the museum I wanted! Ha, ShiningArmour, you are a genus!” He looked back up and happily skipped to his room.
It was a sunny morning, and ShiningArmour was still asleep, dreaming about him being apart of the Royal Gaurds, and fighting off evil with the rare and valuable sword he had been wanting. He was woken up by a soft tap on the shoulder. He woke up at the moment of the tap, but didn’t open his eyes. Instead, he rolled over and slept on the other side of the bed.
“Shiningarmour..” A male voice whispered while continuously tapping on his shoulder.
Shiningarmour finally shot his eyes open, annoyed at whoever woke him up from his amazing dream. He rolled over again to see his father staring down at him.
“D- dad? What’s going on? Why did you wake me up?”
“Come here, I want you to see something.”
Shiningarmour groaned as he got out of bed, watching his father quietly walking out of the room. He looked back at Shiningarmour trying to get up, and put his hoof on his mouth, moving his hoof forward like he was zipping something up. ShiningArmour
groaned once again, knowing that he had to be quiet while he was getting up. He was too tired to really think at that moment, so he just got out of the bed and crawled to the door of his room. He finally got on his hooves and pushed the door more open, so he could walk out easier. He followed his father into the living room. He finally had his eyes wide open, and he could finally think to himself again. He saw a baby carriage, and his mother looking into it. He steadily walked towards the carriage, still a bit tired, but then he finally realized what was going on. He quietly ran towards the carriage and got on his feet, trying to see inside. His father walked towards ShiningArmour and lifted him up high enough to see what was inside. It was a tiny, Purple Unicorn, who looked as she had just been born. ShiningArmour quietly giggled as he watched the filly yawn and roll over.
“Woooooww! She’s adorable! What’s her name?” Shiningarmour said a bit higher then a whisper.
“Her name is Twilight Sparkle. Isn’t she a gem?” His mother said, putting her hoof in the carriage and putting it on her head and softly rubbing her purple and pink mane.
“Wow! Now I have a sister to play Baseball with! And to play Knights with me! And to-
“Shh!” his parents say together.
Shiningarmour was put down. He hopped up on the sofa his mother was sitting on and looked over into the carriage.
“Little Twiley. My own little sister.” Shiningarmour thought to himself. “It’s what I’ve been dreaming about! This is the best day of my life!”
“Mom, can I play with her? Please? Please? Pleeeaassee?”
“I’m sorry ShiningArmour, but you know more then better that Twilight is too young.” His mother said.
“But come on! Ill be gentle..”
“Shiningarmour, you can’t play with her today, I’m sorry. Maybe if you be good for the rest day, we’ll let you tomorrow, but not today, okay? Now go in your room.” Said his father.
Shiningarmour gasped “You mean it?! Wow! Thank-“ Shiningarmour almost said with a shout. “I mean.. Wow. Thank you mom and dad.” He said below a whisper. He jumped off the sofa, and
