My Little Pony: Student Six Timeskip AU

(AFTER SCHOOL)

Gallus and his aunt maneuvered their way through the crescents and boulevards of their homeland in Ponyville, to then find a way to the splendor of belonging home. And gratefully, it was all limited to the confused glances of the neighbors on balconies, who mistook the sweeping blue half-bird for the pigeon.

Scootaloo, as always, stuck to the ground to strike with her sagacity, if something down there is alright.

...although there was no need, owing to the fact that the eight-year-old bragged with an amazing far-sighted ability for his quirky generation. Gallus inherited it from his mother.

The pegasus teenager smiled, as her nephew landed right at the doorstep of the house, then stamped at one stair in the waiting phase.

"Impatient much?" his aunt teased.

"I carry it as a sign of precaution," the blue chickub replied annoyed. "I vowed to be a good student with those that stood next to my side."

"I know..." she said, nudging him in the shoulder. "You did this in the middle of the street."

The 8-year-old growled in response and out of spite, opened the door himself.

"Easy there," Scootaloo assured.

Gallus really was like a reflection of his own mother; crude, short-tempered, not pleasant, and with a thought, that nothing is worth his time. The only thing that separated them from the gulf was that her son was not a bully.

The duo entered the common room, with different emotions taking their toll. Rainbow Dash greeted both, as they stumbled upon her in the kitchen. The bushy and colorful wonderbolt mane style of the pony stood still, probably thanks to the smuggling of various nutrients and gels into it.

She was just 28 years old but seemed to skip two more decades indicated by her tiring eyebags. Probably from shallow stress.

"Hi there, chicken wings!" she greeted both and flew closer to the doorstep. "How was your first day of school?"

"Fine, Aunt Dashie..." the blue chickub retaliated gloomily. Sorrow ran over the blue "chicken's" head. The rainbow pegasus got a clue, why, but was left still available to her adoptive nephew's needs. The little griffon cub decided to stare up at his beloved caretaker. He raised his claw up and placed it back.

The feathery boy hesitated. His aunt's mind couldn't make quite a sense, as she witnessed him blubbering and bleating under the orange fringe.

"C-can I... Can I talk with mommy?"

Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo were at the loss of words as if Gallus wanted to feel the fences of a fire. A terrible feeling must ask. However... Dashie knew how her little nephew cares about that. He carried a lot of pressure rolling down his shoulders.

He didn't talk with his mom for months, while anypony else only brought a portion of food into the nooks and crannies of her room. I mean Gallus would have bitten his tongue like he didn't mean it.

The blue mare's pink eyes lit up for an answer. "As you wish... But be careful... She also needs you..."

Gallus silently nodded putting down his backpack in the corner of the very cold fridge. "Thank you so much, Auntie Dashie... I appreciate that..."

The chickub straightly pushed himself forward and approached the door of his house's corridor. His aunt and her adoptive sister clung to him from behind. To ensure the safety of the young griff under care.

The aunts followed the moment when Gallus placed his paws first.

The little griffon scanned every picture and collage exhibited on the walls: From his hatch-day above any celebration throughout his very early childhood, and finally a photo with the family from an arcade store. While looking at them, he was walking on the fluffy carpet, a very warm and nice carpet. His aunts were amused by some of these.

Gallus snarled unsmilingly and stopped at the wooden door some treads later.

The rainbow pegasus stepped into action, pushing her favorite creature away from the doorknob.

"I got this, Gallus."

Rainbow Dash lifted her hoof and after thinking for a few seconds, knocked on the door. Scootaloo shivered, her instincts telling her to take her nephew and run.

"Who's there?" the feminine voice echoed from inside. So inimical for pony ears, that would make Ursa bear look like a puppy.

"It's me, Gil," the blue mare falteringly chose a team for a moment. "Dash."

"Dash?" Gilda answered immediately, echoing across the walls. "I'm begging you! Please! Don't hate me! Don't turn away from me! I just desire to embrace the creature I love!"

"Alright, my best friend! We are coming inside! Be prepared!"

The pegasus mare could hear griffonesses' words aching out and genuinely being out of her own topic. Rainbow sensed something wrong and that's why she told her nephew to slightly back off. Just in case, to keep him away from the possibilities of his mother's madness.

Speaking of the chickub's father. His name was Gustave Le Grande, a local baker who succumbed to his job. Gilda herself talked about meeting him back in the day of the defeat of the evil trio.

She always guessed it happened somewhere in the middle of Twilight's coronation 8 years earlier. The only aspect Gilda remembered was a party made in the name of a freshly-crowned princess.

From that moment on, she became something unrecognizable from that tough griffoness everypony knew. A very caring mother, with a little daydreaming problem, that really loved her chickub. It's just, that she once daydreamed so much she almost drowned her little one in his hatching time, by accident of course, which led to some drawbacks on her best friend and Scootaloo's trust with her caregiving.

The door creaked with a loud sound, giving Gallus the prompt benefit of running to his mother and giving her a bear hug.

"Be careful!" the blue mare scolded.

"Howdy, my baby dweeb," she nuzzled him. "Is there anything you want to show me?"

The 8-year-old griffon nodded happily, showing her what he carried on his back. A big textbook he got from The School of Friendship.

"Wow..." Gilda smirked. "What a lovely journal!"

Gallus pressed his face against the feathers on her neck. Gilda gave this hug in return, gently scratching his back in response.

It was one of the most beautiful things seen by Rainbow Dash and her equally great sister.