Fluffy first rubbed her head against my chest, then moved up my throat, nibbling on my scales, making room for her fleecy side to take the spot at my chest. “So nervous.” she purred.

Yes, purred. Despite the fact that she was a pony, a pegasus, she had learned how to do that. Could be that her ability to turn into a Kirin, with a little help of an old artifact that is, helped with that. Anyhow, it was good enough that my dragon ears didn’t complain.

“Of course I am,” I replied. And I had a very good reason for it.

Fluffy reached my jaw and rubbed her snout against it. “Don’t worry so much, they are just your parents. They will be happy, don’t worry.”

Since I was sitting at the entrance of my outer lair with a fresh spring like morning breeze playing around my tail, I had my claws free to hug Fluffy, which I did. ‘Don’t worry’, easier said than done. I admit, the first eight month of her pregnancy had done her well, and it was hard to worry with a slightly out of shape, fluffy, cozy, and fleecy pegasus mare in your claws, but still, it was my parents who where coming to visit.

“Easy for you to say, your parents are two harmless, fluffy pegasi.” (The meeting with them had turned out quite well, since both of them loved to be lifted up and cuddled by their soon to be son in law.) “The only one of you family who tried to tear off my head was your cousin.”

Fluffy waved that off with a hoof. “Daring just was a bit overwhelmed by the news.”

That was the understatement of the century! She was about to make her next book’s title: ‘Daring Do and the Headless Dragon’. “You had to pull her off of me, remember?”

“Details… “ she snorted and wished away my objection with more cuddling.

In a different situation, I would have taken advantage of this, very much to my delight, I had found out that her pregnancy had increased her interest in sex significantly. After a few months, Fluffy was always somewhat horny, like a unicorn, but better. I mean, I am naughty, but now it was her who growled when I tried to rise out of bed without ’cuddling’ her first! Though, with my parents showing up soon... not now.

Speaking of them, I saw two spots in the sky approaching my, or better, our lair now. So I let my claw run down Fluffies soft back and gave her a naughty little slap on the flank before I pointed at the spots, saying: “That must be them.”

With a little growl, either from my naughtiness or our inability to make use of it, I’m not sure which, and a quick lick over my jaw, she let go of me and returned to my side, awaiting our guests.

*

It was my father who landed first. He is a black dragon like me, though, his scales were more polished than mine his claws filed, and he was over and over loaded with baggage. Of course mother wouldn’t allow it any other way.

“Son,” he growled, showing his long white teeth.

“Dad,” I answered, matching his growl.

We approached each other, slowly, spreading our wings, threatening, hissing… and then hugged.

“Good to see you son, it has been a while.”

“I know.”

“So where is this dragoness you wrote about, and more importantly, where is the egg?” He patted me on the shoulder. “I was quite proud when I read that you found a mate so soon.

“I didn’t write about a drag…”

“Oh, what is this!? You have a pet!” My father rushed over to Fluffy, and, ignoring her offered hoof, picked her up and held her like a pony would hold a foal in his arms, belly up, and started to stroke over her head. “Oh isn’t it cute! What is it? Look at these feathers!” His head sprung up to me, “It has feathers!”

That should tell you where I got my liking for cute and fluffy from.

“Yes dad, could you please place her down again, carefully.”

“Oh, it isn’t that bad,” Fluffy said. “It is quite comfortable.”

“And it can talk! Amazing!” My dad shouted out. “I need to convince your mom to get us one too!”

I faceclawed. Awesome, my dad mistakes my marefriend as a pet and she is totally ok with it. Great start! Really great start!

“Dad, she is not…”

A loud impact interrupted my words when my mom landed.

Well, let me take a moment to introduce my mom before we go on. She is light blue, unlike me and my dad, and is taller, not to mention much stronger, than both of us while still looking quite gracile. You could think of her as some kind of noble, if we dragons had those. Anyway, she is from an upper social class, (how my dad was able to claim her is its own story), and all other dragon tribes show her and her kind respect. This respect didn't extend to me or my dad however, seeing as we were black dragons and only black dragons in other dragon’s eyes.

Yes, that should be enough for now, let me continue.

“Mom,” I said bowing, “welcome in my lair.”

Generously, she gave me a nod, allowing me to raise up again. “At your lair, son, not in, we are still outside.”

“Yes, mom.” And there was the reason I so rarely invite them to visit.

“And look at yourself? Is this how you great your mom properly?”

My scales were freshly polished and irreproachable. Still I said, “Sorry mom.”

“And you could have decorated the cave entrance a bit too.”

“Yes, mom.”

Now Fluffy giggled, causing my mother to raise an eyebrow.

“What is it, that giggles there?” my mother asked.

“It is his new pet.” My father answered and turned around to his wife, presenting Fluffy. “Look how cute it is.” He started to tickle her to cause her to make more giggling noises. It worked. “Can we have one too?” Now my fathers looked up to my mother with pleading eyes.

“No, you can’t have a pony, Slasher. Now place it back on the ground.”

With a loud unhappy ‘ohhh’, my father did as he was told. Fluffy however gave him a rub with her head before returning to my side. I had told her before that she could wrap my father around her hoof by being cuddly. It is a family weakness at my father's side.

“Your letter raised a few questions, son,” my mother got back to the topic. “You wrote nothing about your partner's scale colour, her size, her house, and there was also nothing about the egg. I must say, I am disappointed.”

“Actually,” I rubbed my snout, “it’s quite complicated.”

“I am listening,” my mother said.

“Uhm… can’t that wait a moment?” I asked.

“No, and where is your dragoness in the first place?” my mother demanded to know. “Your partner should be at your side when your parents arrive. Such effrontery!”

“Uhm, hehe, funny that you mention that,” I started and pushed Fluffy a bit behind me, “actually, she is.”

“Where?” My mother looked around. “I can’t see her. Is she green or yellow, hiding in the bushes?”

“She has a coat of ocher, and she is not hiding.”

“If she is not hiding, then why can’t I see her?” My mother wanted to know, and my father had started to look around in confusion too. Both of them hadn’t noticed that I had said coat, not scales.

“And there is no egg, since she is pregnant,” I finished my explanation.

Well, this statement obviously meant nothing to my father, since he was as clueless about what a pregnancy meant as I had been. Though, my mother's eyes instantly locked on Fluffy, telling me she knew what it meant, and, seemed to put the pieces together for who my mystery mate was.

Her claw scratched a deep furrow in the ground and a growl came up her snout, causing Fluffy to duck behind me. “That is all your fault!” she half shouted, half roared as she grabbed my father by his throat.

“I have… no clue… what you’re... talking about!” Slasher managed to say. He wasn’t stupid enough to show any signs of resistance towards my mom.

My mother let go of him, and while he still coughed, she pointed at me. “How?!”

“Well… “

“I think one could blame me for this... incident!” Another calm voice sounded up from the top of my lairs entrance. Fortuna, self appointed goddess of luck, had decided to show up.

“Great, exactly what we needed,” I mumbled. I did remember how helpful Fortuna, and even more so Aphrodite, were in bringing me and Fluffy together. But also how they were to blame for why Fluffy’s belly had grown by a good bit.

“My apologies for not giving you a previous warning my dear, but it was serious goddess business.” She opened her wings and flew down in front of my mom.

“Fortuna,” my mom said with some disapproval in her voice, though not in anger anymore. It shouldn’t surprise me these two knew each other, but it did.

“Yes, Perle des hohen Berges?”

Just so you know, of course my mother had a name in old draconic, meaning ‘Pearl of the high mountain’. Though, she had a lot of titles like it, but that is for later.

“How do you think that that,” my mother pointed at me and Fluffy, “ is for the benefit of my family?”

Fortuna shrugged. “I only know that it was her wish.” She pointed at Fluffy. “He was interested.” Now her claw moved to me. “And,” her claw pointed back at my father, “that he, had thrown a bit into one of my fountains with the wish to have grand hatchlings.”

My father shrunk a good bit under the gaze of my mom as she suddenly turned towards him.

“I see. And you spared no thought about how that will influence the politics of ‘The Roof Of The World’?”

She was referring to the immortal dragon city, on top of the highest mountain we dragon's were able to find in the world. A cold and windy place, if I may say.

“No, not at all, there is a greater purpose behind this after all. These two, or more accurately, soon to be three, will play a part in the great game.”

“And what part would that be?”

Fortuna waved her off with her tail. “You will find out soon enough.”

“I would like to hear that too!” Fluffy shouted.

Fortuna just gave her a very quick look and a mischievous grin. “All in due time. For now, I should be going.” And with those words, she snapped her claw and away she was.

“Typical!” Fluffy snorted and stomped a hoof. “I will have a serious word with her when she takes over the role of godmother!”

“Godmother?” My mother repeated a bit confused. “I think you two have a lot to explain. Though, that was already a lot of news for one minute.” She massaged her temples. “My son will be the father of some dragon-pony halfbreed, more so his firsthatched, a goddess has her claws in the game too and will be part of the family soon, and, from what I see, my son is going to keep the mother of the halfbreed at his side too.”

“Doesn’t sound that bad,” my father said, walking over to my mom and rubbing his head against her side. A thing only a very, very select few dragons are allowed to do.

“And I remember, I told you, that I don’t want to see you throwing bits into that fountain!”

“You didn’t see me,” my father said with an innocent smile, rubbing his head more passionately against her.

My dad isn’t really able to show open resistance to my mom, mostly because of her standing, but he is able to avoid her orders to an extend. If she didn’t love him so much, he would have likely been killed by now, several times in fact.

“Alright, let us go in, settle down, and then you two can tell me the whole story,” she shook her head, “maybe we can get something good out of this after all. Having a goddess as the godmother for the child may help improve its reputation.”

I could have let that happen, I mean, it had gone quite good so far, thanks to Fortuna, but there was a little thing that must be taken into consideration when it comes to dragons, so I moved into the way of my mom and stopped her.

“You need to greet the… Lady of the Lair before you enter, and she wants to greet you too, mom.”

I know that this would anger her, but if I allowed my mom to enter my lair without doing this, it would place Fluffy very low in the hierarchy, and that could be dangerous when she was going to lay, uhm, give birth to my firsthatched. Her position in my family must be secured, and the way to achieve that was to get my mom to respect and accept Fluffy as my mate here and now.

Not hard to guess that this interruption to her plans was not taken so well, and so she growled. This caused my instincts kick in, telling me to bow and step back as fast as I could.

But I resisted. “Mom!”

She turned to me and presenting her teeth, growling deeper.

I turned my face away, unable to hold her gaze, but I stood my ground. “Mom!”

“It is not so important!” Fluffy tried to calm things down, unaware how important it was for my mom to acknowledge her.

“You will greet my marefriend, mom!” I managed to spit out between gritted teeth.

A roar was my mother's answer, pushing me back a few feet and down, making my inner dragon scream in horror and fear. Yes, this is an ability of my mother's kind.

Sweat formed on my forehead as I rose back up, but I was not willing to let her get away with it. I may be more of a black than a blue dragon, but a part of me was from her, so I did what was otherwise unthinkable, I bared my teeth and growled back.

Now it was my father who became angry, he wanted to storm forward and teach me a lesson for speaking this way with mom, but she held him back. Seeing how serious I was, and how much it meant to me, she gracefully rose to her full high and slowly walked over to Fluffy, who had hurried to my side as soon as my mother’s growl was gone.

I knew I could count on my mother’s love. She loves both of us, my father and me, otherwise…

“Then introduce us, son,” she demanded.

I shook off the remains of my mother's… magic would be the wrong word, let say ability, and bowed formally before her.

“Mother, may I introduce you too Danger Do from Equestria, daughter of Gold Digger Do and Cloud Planter Do. Cousin of Daring Do, the adventure. Also, an adventure herself, chosen by Fortuna, goddess of luck, recommended by Aphrodite, goddess of lust, finder of the collar of fire, able to turn into a kirin with it, and,” I paused, “my marefriend, soon to be mother of my firsthatched.”

My mother nodded generously.

“And may I introduce you, Danger Do, to my mother, Perle des hohen Berges, wife of Fast Slasher, tamer of storms, windrider, ice crusher, Lady of the two rivers and Eye of the Everlasting Mountain.”

Yes she had some more titles, but I needed only to polish Fluffies reputation here, so…

Fluffy bowed deeply with spread wings and greeted my mother appropriated.

With this out of the way, I stepped aside and invited my mother into my lair. I was sure she would find enough to complain about in it, as soon as we had the more urgent stuff taken care of.

Author's Note

So you have voted and so you get what you wanted, a littel story about the family life of TBD and Fluffy!

I hope you enjoy and also a big thanks to Drache Schatten again for his quick and awesome editing!