Author's Note

Hello my dear readers! It's good to be back with another fic! This is my first fic doing Twilight and Spike, So I hope I did them justice! Thank you to twidashdiaperlover, AKA my good friend, Josh, for helping me with this! Even if it didn't go quite as either of us expected.

And of course, this story is dedicated to the girl who calls me Mommy. Raevyn, I am so proud to get to call you my baby girl. Mommy loves you sweetheart. ❤

Enjoy! And watch out for another chapter!

Mommy

Twilight Sparkle sighed as she put down a book. It was late in the night, and she had just read The Unabridged History Of Magical Amulets cover to cover.

“Spike, could you get me our copy of Practical Potions And Modern Magic, please?” She asked as she shelved the book. After a few seconds, there was no reply. “Spike? Did you hear me? Spi-“ She turned around, only to see her number one assistant laying asleep on the ground. Twilight smiled. “Oh, Spike.” She said softly, smiling as she shook her head. She used her magic to gently lift him off of the ground, turned out the lights downstairs, and took him upstairs to their room, where she laid him gently into his basket and covered him with his old green blanket.

“Goodnight, Spike.” She said, before climbing into bed herself. Just as she shut her eyes, she heard a small sigh.

“Goodnight, Mommy.” He cooed.

Twilight froze in shock. She couldn’t believe her ears. She almost wanted to use that spell to travel back into the past, just so she could make sure that what she heard was real. But she knew from the sudden fluttering in her chest that it had to be. Slowly, a wide smile graced her face. But it wasn’t without some confusion. Had Spike even realized what he had just said? A tiny part of her hoped he had. But there was a part of her, the overanalyzing, rational side of her, that said he had just been half asleep and dreaming.

The question that was now posed in front of her was one that couldn’t be unthought of. It simply couldn’t be ignored. Did she really see herself as Spike’s mother? Certainly they were good friends, but there had always been something more than that between them. After all, it had been her who had hatched his egg. Sure, Princess Celestia had taken care of him for those first few weeks of life, but after that he had come to live with her. It had been she who fed him bottles of milk, bathed him, and, after some practice, changed his diapers. She had played with him, watched him grow, and celebrated his milestones like any parent would their foal. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that those were some of the best days of her life, and she felt a pinch of sadness in her chest that they had been over so quickly. Then it dawned on her that maybe they didn’t have to be.

An idea formed in her head, so quickly it made her dizzy. In that instant, she realized she loved Spike as if he were her own. No one could ever take his place in her heart. He was her baby dragon. She was vibrating with excitement like Pinkie Pie at a party. Tomorrow morning, she would put this plan into motion, but for now she decided that sleep would be nice. However, before she drifted off to sleep, she got up from bed and went over to where Spike lay.

“Mommy loves you, Spike.” She whispered, before planting a kiss on his forehead.

Then, Satisfied, she went to sleep.

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The next morning, Twilight woke in time with the sunrise. Yawning sleepily, she made sure to hurry and get in motion. She turned off Spike’s alarm clock and showered before she made her way into town. Since she had never been there before, it took her a while to find what she was looking for. She felt lucky that she had made it just in time for the opening. She quickly bought her items and put them in her saddlebag, thanking the owner before she went back to her home. When she got there, she double checked to make sure that Spike was still asleep. When it was clear that he was, Twilight put the items she had procured into a small closet. She felt a weight lift off of her chest. It was done. Her plan had been flawlessly executed. The only question left for her was if Spike would accept her plan. Only time would tell that. Sighing, she went into the kitchen and made breakfast for herself and her number one assistant.

When Spike awoke that morning, it was to the smell of pancakes. He opened his eyes and looked around blearily. His eyes fell upon his clock, and he realized with alarm that he had overslept! Panicked, he rushed down to the kitchen.

“I’m so so sorry I’m late, Twilight! Please don’t be mad at me! My alarm didn’t go off this morning and-“

“Oh, that was me, Spike.” She cut in.

“You- what?” He asked, dumbstruck.

“I turned off your alarm this morning.” She explained. “I decided that today we’re taking the day off today.”

“B-But we have stuff to do today!” He said, now extremely worried. Twilight never went off her schedule.

“It can wait.” She said, “I promise. Now come and enjoy your breakfast.”

“You- you made breakfast?” He asked, puzzled.

“Yes.” She said, sitting down to eat.

Spike walked over in a daze, shocked. However, his shock turned to delight when he was met with gem pancakes. After a few bites of pure bliss, his worry returned.

“Twilight, is something wrong?”

“No, but I did want to talk to you about something.” She said, and Spike immediately flashed to a list of things that he could have done wrong. He felt himself beginning to sweat.

“About what?” He asked nervously.

Twilight paused, unsure of where to start. “When you were a hatchling, did you know you used to call me “Mommy”?”

“I- did?” Spike blinked.

“Yes. I was just a filly back then, but I remember it. Everypony thought it was wrong. They thought it wasn’t right for me to be taking care of you because I was so young. But taking you in was the best thing I ever did. It changed my life.” She said, a nostalgic look in her eye.

“Uh, Twilight, why are you telling me this?”

“Last night when I put you in bed, you called me Mommy again. And I realized that I never wanted it to stop.” She said.

Spike’s cheeks burned red with embarrassment. “I’m sorry, I-“

Twilight put a hoof over his mouth. “It’s okay, Spike. It made me happy. You can call me that anytime you want.” She said.

“You- you really don’t mind?” She shook her head no.

“Not at all, Spike. Not at all.”

Spike put his fork down with a clatter and went over to Twilight to give her a hug.

“I love you, Mommy.” He said into her coat.

“I love you too… son.”