unexpectedly expecting

Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash had only been living together for a few months before they found out they were both carrying. They’d often flirted with the idea, but between managing Sugar Cube corner after the Cakes’ early retirement and leading Wonderbolts training, plus many other of the various jobs that needed to be tackled, they barely had time to even see each other. If Pinkie managed to wrangle some free time in her busy schedule, Dash would be busy, and in the event of training being cancelled for one reason or another, Pinkie was working a late shift.

They spent many blissful hours thinking about the unborn filly or colt growing inside their bellies. Would it be pegasus or Earth pony? Pink or blue? Rainbow sighed happily as she rubbed her small, lithe belly.

It was hard for both of them, of course, especially Rainbow Dash. They were both generally active ponies, but Rainbow had started flying as a young filly, and had never really stopped but of course, with a foal weighing you down it definitely wasn’t the time to be racing around like a filly. You’d have thought Dash had lost a loved one the day she came home for maternity leave from Wonderbolts practice!

They both felt a lot sorrier for Twilight, though. She was due any day now and her stomach was so massive, she needed Spike to help her get up in the mornings. Flash sentry was worried about her, of course, but with being at Canterlot most days and only coming home on weekends, if that, there was not much he could do. He wanted to get Paternity leave, but Twilight wouldn’t let him. She said that it was because he would hate it stuck at home all day and besides, they needed to earn money to support the foal’s financial needs. Later on, however, she told them both that she’d be driven half crazy having him buzzing around her like a deranged Parasprite.

When Twilight was staying over one night - back when she had just reached her third trimester - Pinkie Pie couldn’t sleep. She lay in bed, twirling the pink thread of mane that constantly dangled above her eyes. She listened to the sound of Dashie’s gentle snoring and the beat of her steady heart. For a moment, butterflies rushed into her belly and she slipped a hoof under the covers to massage the soft skin. The foal’s little hoof pushed against her Mummy’s skin before folding back again.

Pinkie stroked her stomach in gentle upward motions, and tried to imagine that she was caressing her foal, instead. As if hearing her, her foal pushed once more and her tummy let out a soft gurgle. Pinkie Pie carried on fondling her belly until she fell asleep, her foal quiet once more.