How Babies Are Made

"Are you sure that you would want to send this to the Princess, Twilight? I'm pretty sure that she might think that is a little embarrassing considering that you are a pony who has read an innumerable amount of books and, for the most part, knows everything," said Spike.

"Of course I don't want to. But it's for the good of science and...and...something...or maybe nothing. But I have to know!" replied Twilight.

Spike chuckled at how easy it was to annoy Twilight today. She had, for the past month or so, been looking for an answer to a question that she thought that most ponies already knew. She didn't bother to ask because she was afraid of being embarrassed, but she could not contain her curiosity any further. So she decided to ask the one pony that she knew would not embarrass her and would understand her situation.

"To imagine that I've had to stoop so low as to asking how babies are made, Spike," said Twilight in a somewhat disgruntled voice.

"I don't know how they're made, Twilight," said Spike feeling somewhat insulted.

"Well how do you think that they're made, Spike? I've thought of a million ways to make a baby and not a single one ended up being correct or even considerable."

"Well first off, how would you know whether or not you were correct with those ideas?"

"Science involves experimentation. But I didn't try the ideas that I thought were yucky. I had to ask about those ones and study,"

"Well thank Celestia. I thought that you were going to go through with that idea of yours to create a hole in a pony's stomach to see if babies were just located there," said Spike with a hesitant yet relieved voice.

"Yeah. That was one that I had to study about. Apparently, if I were to open a hole, it would've caused agonizing pain. So that was a no-go," said Twilight half-annoyed. She actually still wanted to try it, but health and safety always came first.

"I came from an egg. Maybe you came from an egg. Maybe everything came from an egg."

"I've already proven that one to be impossible."

"Well then I don't see any other way. Let's get this letter sent."

Twilight finished up writing and then magically held the letter in front of Spike's mouth. He let out his fire and the letter carried itself through an open window and off towards Canterlot. Then came a moment of considerably uncomfortable silence. Spike looked at the floor, hands together, and occasionally stole a glance at Twilight, who was pretending to sit around patiently doing nothing.

"Okay, okay, okay. What if she doesn't know?" asked Spike since he was no longer able to take the tension.

"Well then we will eventually all die-off due to the fact that nopony can have babies."

Spike took a moment, somewhat half-heartedly, to act like what Twilight said was serious.

"Well. When that day comes...I will be in bed," said Spike jokingly.

Twilight laughed and said goodnight to Spike. It had taken all day for Twilight to build up the courage to tell Spike that she wanted the letter sent, but she finally came to her senses.