How Babies Are Made

When Twilight woke up in the afternoon after her late-night fiasco, the only thing to pop into her mind was babies. She didn't know which friend to go to first, but she decided to step outside to get herself going. It was a beautiful day, as usual, but nothing really stood out about it. Ponies were doing pony things because they were ponies. And that was about it.

Twilight stood outside of the Library and thought who to go to first. Rarity, Applejack, and Pinkie Pie all had siblings. Rarity did not have her parents around, so she probably wouldn't know. Granny Smith was probably too old to remember, and Twilight was willing to bet that Big Macintosh and Applejack didn't have a clue either. Mr. and Mrs. Cake were gone at the moment, and Pinkie Pie would only have completely ridiculous ideas about how babies were made. Fluttershy had many animals, but she had never spoken of them being born. Rainbow Dash was probably clueless about the whole thing too.

So maybe her friends weren't the best options. Perhaps a nurse or a doctor would know. There were always babies to be found at the hospital. But, then again, the doctors never had an explanation for the babies. Twilight had asked them long ago before the question troubled her, but the doctors and nurses she asked only scurried away. Perhaps they didn't want to reveal how babies were made because they were committing horrifying experiments to make the babies. Either way, Twilight ceased to care. The hospital employees wouldn't give the information and that was that.

Now forced to choose a friend to go to first, Twilight chose Fluttershy. Sure Fluttershy had seen the baby-making process being committed by the animals at one time or another when she was with them. Fluttershy always said that rabbits were often had babies, so that meant that she knew something about babies unlike most other ponies.

Twilight leisurely trotted outside of the town and onto the gravel path that led to Fluttershy's home. Although a bit nervous, the relief of getting the question answered was far more important to Twilight. Hearing the chirps of birds and seeing some baby animals was a relief in-and-of-itself. Everywhere Twilight was a little critter came into sight.

Twilight gently knocked on the door of Fluttershy's house and waited patiently. Fluttershy opened the door with a casual smile.

"Hello, Twilight. What can I do for you today?" said Fluttershy in her calm, quiet, and simple tone.

"I have to ask you a question, Fluttershy. It's not exactly one that I want to ask, but I just have to know something."

"Oh! Well please do come in. I'll bake us some cookies and then we can have tea and then we can pet the animals and then we can do...stuff!" said Fluttershy with what seemed like too much enthusiasm. Fluttershy did not get visitors often.

"What would you like to do first, Twilight?"

Twilight gave Fluttershy a stare with her eyes slightly closed and her head tilted.

"Oh. I'm sorry. What is your question?"

Twilight took a deep breath and whispered to herself some motivational words. She had been hiding her nervousness but now had to let it all out.

"Could you..." Twilight snapped at herself a bit because of her lack to ask. "Could... Ughhhhhh." Twilight got down, covered her eyes, and started shaking her head. She was just so disappointed that she did not know the answer and fet like she would end up embarrassing herself.

Fluttershy was a little eager, on the other hoof, to do something else. So before Twilight could attempt to ask a third time, Fluttershy immediately went off into the kitchen to make cookies. Twilight eventually got up and saw Fluttershy using all-natural ingredients and taking way too many safety precautions to open a bag of cookie-dough so that it would not splatter everywhere and cause the inevitable end to all ponykind or something similar.

Instead of wasting time, Twilight decided to observe. She went around the house trying to find baby animals. The ones that she managed to find were playing with their mothers and siblings or simply scampering around. Twilight's mother and father never told her of how babies were born. When Twilight asked where she came from, her parents were without a clue. But for some reason they just owned her. So maybe Twilight was kidnapped at birth.

It was a suggestion that baby ponies came from their parents, but how would that happen. A new idea popped into Twilight's head: baby ponies were sold to the highest bidder in some bag or something like that. The first pony or ponies the baby saw would be the parent or parents and that was that. But if that were true, it would have to be an underground way of doing things which Twilight had never heard of.

A bit bored, Twilight walked into Fluttershy's kitchen. Fluttershy had put on all sorts of safety clothing so that she could bake the cookies. She was covered in heat-resistant material, goggles, and oven mits. Twilight chuckled a bit and watched as Fluttershy carefully put the cookies into the oven and then did a little dance because of her feeling of accomplishment. Now Fluttershy could only hope that her oven wouldn't explode or something like that.

"Fluttershy. I think that I can ask the question now."

"Okay, Twilight. Go ahead."

Twilight took a big breath and closed her eyes.

"How are babies made," said Twilight speedily.

Fluttershy just stood still for a moment with her eyes wide open. She evntually looked down at the floor and started lightly dragging her hoof along it.

"Well I have been with the animals for a long time and I always see their babies, but I don't know where they come from. Certain animals have more babies during certain seasons. I know that much. Please forgive me for not knowing," said Fluttershy in a tad bit of a scared tone.

But instead of paying attention to Fluttershy, Twilight began to sit and think. Maybe time was in control of baby-making. Maybe time chose when babies should be born and it also chose the parents. Maybe time wasn't time it all. Time might just be a physical thing with untold power. An untold power that could make an infinite amount of babies.

While Twilight was being mesmerized by the idea, Fluttershy was waving her hoof in front of Twilight's face.

Twilight stood with her jaw a-gape and her eyes seemed like they had stars in them. Fluttershy looked at her hooves as if she had found some magnificent power.

"Oh my gosh... I must have just said the most revolutionary thing ever... With these hooves and this mouth, I shall, from now on, be a speaker for brainwash seminars!... Unless, that is, the ponies wouldn't want to be brainwashed." So Fluttershy had a moment of empowerment and it was ruined immediately. But at least it was fun while it lasted.

Twilight eventually came out of her temporary revelation.

"Fluttershy! What if baby ponies come from time itself?" Twilight seemed so giddy to have finally solved her problem.

Fluttershy took a moment to think about it.

"Nope," said Fluttershy with as straight a face as could be.

"Hmm...you're right. Too far-fetched. So you really have no clue?"

"I'm sorry, Twilight, but I really don't. But now that you've asked, I actually really want to know."

"Then you should come along with me to go to Rarity's to ask her, would you?"

"Of course not. But would you first like some cookies?" said Fluttershy with a kind of begging face.

"Umm...sure." Twilight could not figure out why the cookies were so important.

"Good. This is the first time I have ever made cookies. I used all-naturally ingredients, a homemade recipe, and my own care and love," said Fluttershy all to happily.

"Wait. You used a homemade recipe and this is your first time cooking cookies?"

"Yep. To be honest, I don't know how to make cookies. I just thought something up and it's going to be delicious!"

"No. Nope. Not doing it. Stop the oven and let's go," said Twilight very sternly.

"But...but..." Twilight was already heading out the door.

Fluutershy looked at her "cookies" inside of her oven.

"I will be back for you, my loves." Fluttershy touched the oven door and then sadly flew out of the door of her house and caught up with Twilight.

Rarity's boutique was not far away from Fluttershy's house. All one had to do was simply walk into town from a different gravel path than the one Twilight took and there it was. Along the way, Twilight explained her dilemma to Fluttershy.

Now Fluttershy seemed to want in on all of this baby-making business. So she was eager to get to Rarity's boutique to figure out how to make babies. Originally, though, she was scared. Twilight had to convince her to go back and take off all of the protective equipment she had on earlier from cooking.

And so the two finally arrived at the boutique shortly after entering town. Something about the grandeur of the place made them a bit nervous to enter. Perhaps it was because baby-making was such a touchy subject. Perhaps the process of baby-making was messy and Rarity didn't want such "messy subjects" ruining the feeling of her boutique.

It wasn't uncommon to have to dodge for cover when entering the boutique. Fluttershy and Twilight entered and then immediately jumped behind a cabinet nearby as to avoid being cut by flying scissors or being hit by a stray piece of fabric. After a few seconds of hiding, the objects stopped flying and were placed in an "organized chaos" on the ground. Rarity peeked her head behind the counter with a chuckle and invited them out.

"I am so sorry, girls. I was zoned out and...uhh...perhaps having too much fun," said Rarity with some embarrassment.

"Oh it's all right, Rarity. We were just stopping in to..." Twilight took a gulp of air "...ask a pretty tough question."

"Well then come at me with whatever you have. No question is too hard for this masterful mind.: Rarity posed her head in the air, hoof under chin, eyes closed, and with a smile just because she could.

"How are babies made, Rarity?" Fluttershy managed to squeak out.

And, as expected by Fluttershy and Twilight, Rarity dropped her head, widened her eyes, and just repeatedly said "Ummm." So the two sat there as Rarity scrambled about her house looking through things. It was a funny sight seeing the ever-so-elegant mare scramble about like a chicken.

"What are you looking for, Rarity?" asked Fluttershy.

"Sweetie Belle. I don't know where she is, but she ought to know, right? Because I really don't have a clue." Rarity seemed so ecstatic and she seemed to be rushing.

"Why the rush?"asked Twilight.

"Because I want to know how babies are made too but I really need to finish this dress. I'm just looking for the materials to lock-up the boutique and I'm also looking for some full-body clothing and then I'll be right there."

"But we didn't really plan on going anywhere. We were hoping that you would know," said Twilight.

"Since I really have no clue, I'm suggesting the next stop to find out is Zecora," said Rarity.

"So you want to come with, I'm guessing?"

"I don't know why, but I suddenly feel so inclined to find out how babies are made. For all I know, the answer could be exciting!"

"But why the protective clothing?"

"We are going into the Everfree Forest, Twilight. I need to prevent against scratches, bug-bites, lava, alligators, the occasional elephant, and basically everything else in the forest. Even Zecora herself. You never know when she's going to spill one of those potions and hurt me, do you?" Rarity gave a hollow laugh and then exited th boutique and locked the door. Twilight and Fluttershy followed.

"She must either really want to know how babies are made and risk going into the forest to hear how or she is possessed," whispered Twilight.

"I don't know, Twilight. When you asked me how babies were made, I felt this radical urge to find out," replied Fluttershy.

"Hmm. I've asked doctors before, but when I first seriously got the question into my head, I could barely contain myself I wanted to know so badly."

Fluttershy gasped.

"Are you saying that Ponyville is being witched, Twilight?" said Fluttershy in sudden horror.

"What? Of course not. Ponies must just really want to know how to make babies."

"Oh. Yeah that makes sense.You should ask Rarity how she thinks they are made."

"Oh. I can overhear you girls. I don't have any educated guesses, but Sweetie Belle and I are just randomly sisters, apparently. When I asked my parents how babies were born, they were dumbstruck and couldn't think of anything to say. And I can't even recall Sweetie Belle being my sister before this one day I saw her as a baby and I just called her sister. My parents said that she was their baby and that was that. I did not care much when I asked my parents back then, but I am now suddenly intrigued."

"Well Spike didn't seem too curious, so hopefully this sudden interest isn't a curse or something like that," said Twilight.

"Anyways. It's my belief that babies just suddenly appear. Or maybe they are machine-made. Maybe they're imported from a whole different continent. But I can't find my "Made In Blank" ink-print anywhere. So maybe not."

"Ugggghhhhhh. This keeps only getting more and more confusing," said Twilight in an annoyed tone.

After a while longer, the girls arrived int the Everfree Forest. It was a funny experience because Fluttershy and Rarity would squeal at the slightest things. It was often the case that the two would hide somewhere only to find a bug crawling on them or a plant ready to gobble them.

Zecora's house, ever-so-conveniently placed in the middle of a forest with hazardous plant life and monstrous bugs, along with the occasional from-behind-a-bush-eyes and random sound, was a relief to get to. Rarity knocked on the door and waited. Zecora opened the door with a smile and invited them in.

"Ahh. Welcome you three to my humble home in the Everfree."

"Hello, Zecora. Sorry if we're intruding on anything and we seem like we're rushing, but we have to be quick and get an answer to a question that we have," said Twilight with an urgent tone about her.

"No problems here. So go ahead and ask away, my dear."

"How does a pony make a baby, Zecora?" asked Twilight.

Zecora just stared at them confused. Twilight put her hoof to her forehead, her impatience getting to her.

"You know. A filly?"

"The answer to this I do not know. And I can not suggest to you a place to go," said Zecora somewhat sadly.

"That's okay, Zecora. But do you have any speculation as to how babies may be made?" asked Twilight.

Fluttershy, being a curious spirit at times, scanned the shelves of Zecora's house.

"Um. Excuse me, Zecora, but what is this?" said Fluttershy as she pointed to a jar.

"That is a liver, dear, that is best that you not be near."

"You living things in jars?" said Fluttershy who was, yet again, bewildered.

"Oh no, no, no. That is just my lunch to-go."

"You're going to eat it? You're going to eat something that's alive!" Fluttershy, for some reason thinking that it was logical, took cover behind Rarity.

"It isn't alive, darling... It came from something that was, though," said Rarity a bit nervously.

Fluttershy fainted.

"Well shoot. Anyways. Do you have any speculation as to how babies are made, Zecora?" asked Twilight.

Zecora shrugged.

"Put ingredients in a curious brew and hopefully out pops a little you."

"So maybe if we just mix a whole bunch of the ingredients here we can make a baby."

"While I am sure that baby-making requires mixing of some sort, you can't just go ahead and mix all of Zecora's things, Twilight," said Rarity.

"If we were to mix all of the ingredients I have to show, Ponyville would most certainly blow."

"What does that mean?" asked Twilight

"A big boom would be your doom."

"Maybe babies come from some sort of boom that happens."

"It's probably something disgusting, Twilight," said Rarity.

Twilight sighed. there adventure to find out how to make babies seemed to be taking them everywhere but getting them nowhere. Twilight began to think that babies might just not be able to be made. Perhaps babies just spawned out of thin-air and were suddenly a part of a family. It certainly didn't seem like a terrible idea at the moment.

"Well we are going to go, Zecora. You are welcome to come with us to try to figure out how babies are made if you want."

Zecora shrugged and quickly packed a few things in a satchel. She then proceeded out of the door. But before they left, Zecora opened a potion, waved it over Fluttershy, who was still passed out on the floor. Once Fluttershy caught a whiff of the potion, she jumped up and stood there. Her eyes black and staring. But after a minute or so, Fluttershy was happily hopping along the trail out of the Everfree Forest.