A Family In Concert

~00:03 a.m. on the heart street~

She accelerated and threw the car around curves, stopping at lights and slowing down when one car or another was in front of her.

Her body was brutally thrown like a shuttlecock in a circle of children. Her hair whipped and entered his mouth every second. And her skin was very cold, because, at some point when she almost collided with a red blur, which was certainly a motorcycle, she pressed the button to open the windows.

If she was correct, and she always was, just turn left and she would arrive.

Bingo!

She finished maneuvering in the airport parking lot with seven minutes left before the plane arrived.

She got out of the car and her legs were a little wobbly, her cheeks were flushed, her skin was cold, her hair was very disheveled and her clothes were wrinkled. The look of a porn star, literally.

Her fingers slipped to fix her white dress blouse, lower her black pencil skirt a little above the knee and try to smooth out the frizz in her hair. The good thing about being married to Rarity for four years was that she learned how to put together a look and do decent makeup, before that she wore a sloppy bun and tacky blouses.

That was good, she was one step closer to getting a crown, not just a tiara, a real crown! And being seen wearing beggar's clothes wouldn't help her (according to Rarity).

It wasn't exactly a choice Twilight had. His wife had donated all the clothes and shoes from her closet and burned those that she could not save along with all the underwear that was not pleasing to her eyes, in eight hours. It was a big fight that day.

This was a misfortune that served for good.

She entered the airport. It was large and well ventilated, several people were walking around and talking, some were sleeping on the floor or near their suitcases.

She leaned against a wall and looked around. Some people looked at him and whispered. Nothing out of the ordinary, they couldn't get close without being punished.

At some point of harassment that Luna suffered, probably in her first public appearance, she exploded and sanctioned a law that prohibited approaching people without the consent of royalty. Three years of community service or a fine of fifteen thousand bits. This was one reason why Luna was not a favorite among the equestrian population, and also the fact that she refused to appear to her subjects.

She understood her aunt's point of view. In the past, her sisters kept her away from the political situations of the two empires due to the fact that there was a difference of almost four thousand years between Luna and Celestia, they did not need someone who only had twenty-seven years of "experience" to deal with the issues of the world, this made Luna a naive, reclusive and ignorant person.

Due to the way her sister Astra died and no one was really prepared for it, chaos ensued in the Crystal Empire. They had no time to mourn, Celestia had to immediately take the reins and as she could not take care of two empires, the responsibility of governing Equestria fell into the hands of Luna, a person who had not even had the experience of being a queen. For her, the shit had been thrown not at the fan, but right in her face.

When all this happened, Twilight was eight years old, but Cadance was sixteen and knew how it all happened. Twilight had already asked a few times how their mother died, but her sister just said that she wasn't prepared for that conversation.

"I wonder if Luck will be gone for long? I wish this sleepover was still happening today!" A group of teenagers walked by laughing in front of her, which brought her a pout.

She was there, alone, because everyone had a dozen problems to deal with.

Pinkie Pie was hired to be a judge on a baking show somewhere in the Crystal Empire, entertainment was important to distract people from the lack of information.

Fluttershy was at the borders helping to take care of the animals that were injured in the crossfire.

Applejack is taking care of Apple Bloom and was loaded to the teeth with tasks now that Big Mac was serving in the war, she had to hire people, since the rest of her family were busy with their own farms, most of the men were on duty .

Rainbow was in a similar situation to Applejack, but with the Wonderbolts. In times of war, the squadron needed three captains: the one who would lead those who went to war, namely the Spitfire; the one who would organize the training of new members and select those who would go to the front line, Soarin's task; and responsible for executing missions and presentations, this being Rainbow's job.

Spike was on a mission with Celestia to pressure the Dragon Emperor into taking a stand, as surprisingly the Draconic Empire was neutral. Oh! Ember, the young dragon's girlfriend, was the emperor's daughter, something Twilight didn't remember to tell him.

And Cadance with Shining Armor, Rarity's cousin and her sister's fiancé, were dealing with a huge demand from emigrants and angry citizens who want to know what is happening outside the walls. After the whole situation with King Sombra, they are completely terrified of the war, they are the only ones who care about it too.

She broke away from the wall when she saw a plane land, that still made her excited. It was good to see how things progressed over time. The magic was improved to be long-lasting and generate energy, it was discovered that some precious stones and ores could be useful for this too, some even better! Twilight was responsible for creating the Communications Spheres, it was possible to call or send messages through it, it was a luxury object that few people had.

"Um, I have to think of a way to increase its production and make it more accessible." She crossed her arms and watched the movement of suitcases and individuals leaving the large structure. She knew there was no point in looking for Rarity and Sweetie, they wouldn't come out in the middle of the crowd, and her daughter would probably take a photo with the pilots and flight attendants.

She let herself breathe, watching people hug, talk or pick up their bags. It was nice to see how this was so important that it took their attention off of her. And soon it was her turn to be sentimental.

"MOM!" A shrill voice sounded like a loud church bell, but if it brought a terrible ringing to her ears, Twilight ignored it. Automatically she turned on her heels, she knelt down and opened her arms, the smile she opened was not even a percent of the happiness and excitement she was in.

She felt tears forming as she saw how simply divine her little girl looked. The little girl wore a little black, spaghetti-strap dress, she also wore white 7/8 kitten socks with a pair of ballet flats, as well as beaded necklaces and bracelets. Her curls falling over her delicate shoulders.

When the little girl was in her arms she hugged her, turned around and kissed her daughter's face. They laughed together as more tears welled up in their eyes, genuine happiness and a wave of peace washed over Twilight. She realized that nothing, no one would take her daughter away from her again, she wouldn't let that happen, that month was a nightmare and served as a reminder to remind her of who she loved.

"Mom, I'm getting dizzy!" Sweetie said as she giggled and rested her little hands on Twilight's face.

"I love you so much, my little sheep..." She stopped spinning and grabbed the girl in a tight hug, she didn't notice that her wings opened and curled around her daughter who kissed her forehead.

"I love you so much too, I missed you!" She wrapped her little arms around her mother's neck and laid her head on her shoulder.

Her fingers on her left hand brushed her cheeks, wiping away the tears and their tracks, her eyes fell on a wall of suitcases, which she counted and gave twenty-two. She knew instantly who the owner of that mountain was, and she also knew that this owner had only carried thirteen pieces of luggage.

Hesitantly, she forced her feet behind the wall, her vision was graced by a milky-skinned woman with a snuggly kitten in her arms and three blushing men, each with two giant pieces of luggage that were obviously hers. On top of the cyan suitcase was a lilac carrying case.

Twenty-eight suitcases.

"I think I can take it from here, boys." The men looked at the princess and stuttered, Rarity spun around and took two steps back to get a good view of her ex-wife who was almost two heads taller. Her stomach turned.

A silence followed as sapphire and fuchsia met, which seemed to reflect a lifetime, but lasted at least six seconds until Rarity turned to the three in front of her.

"Thanks guys, but I don't think you'll be needed, have a good night." She cuddled them as if they were puppies and slowly they crawled away from her. "It's nice to see you again, Darling!" Her doll-like eyelashes were large, delicate and accentuated the beauty of her eyes, not a hint of sentimentality in sight. The cat on her lap didn't even bother to look, her interest was in the silver earring hanging from her owner's ear. A party globe?

"Likewise. But tell me, where did all these other bags come from? I'm sure they don't reproduce." A wry smile danced on her lips as did her mixed feelings. I should stop thinking too much.

The sapphires glowed in recognition, accompanied by a warm smile. "Oh my, you know the generosity is beyond me, Darling. Some suitcases are packed with gifts for each of our beloved friends, the others are for donation and some are comforters for our soldiers, see?" As an example, a copper suitcase glided through the air glowing with a sky blue aura. When it was opened, several black comforters were lifted and danced around them. Twilight nodded in agreement.

This movement caught the attention of Sweetie who, until that moment, was buried in her mother's shoulder, as well as the kitten leaning over Rarity's left shoulder. A sigh left her pink lips upon seeing the demonstration of magic, which for some reason reminded her mother that she was in possession of a car filled with a variety of foods and mainly three "Milkshakes!" in the passenger seat.

"Um?" Before big doll eyes with a large dose of innocence met hers, a 'pop' was heard and each one's eyes followed three plastic cups surrounded by a raspberry-colored aura.

"I bought them!" If she had a tail, it would be wagging like an excited, impatient dog. Apparently her shared daughter would be doing the same if she had one, if her dilated pupils were anything to go by.

"By the stars, these cups are the size of my head!" Rarity approached soon after closing the suitcase and placing it with the others. It was true that they were large, a liter probably, but that was no reason to refer to them as that, especially since it wasn't a cheap purchase.

"There are two chocolate ones and one strawberry one." The cups that used to spin lazily in their magic separated to find their respective owners. The strawberry one for Sweetie Bell, the chocolate ones for Twilight and Rarity.

"Thanks, mom!" A kiss placed on her mother's cheek and the little girl was already under her feet, swallowing like a calf suckling for the first time.

"Thanks." Twilight had taken hers and just nodded, it hadn't melted and it was delicious. When Rarity caught him with her magic, the brush of auras was enough to make her blush and Twilight choke.

Magic was something complicated, which was present in all beings in one way or another. Magi, as their gender is biologically called, have magic in their veins and feel as if it is touching their hands. This has been observed in three species: earthly magicians (Magi terrestria) with a strong connection to nature and colossal strength; the winged magicians (Magi ales) being able to walk on clouds, control the weather, in addition to having wings; and pure magicians (Magi pure), these use their magic naturally, being able to conjure objects, levitate and various other things, they also have gems in the palms of their hands, releasing power through them. But of course, magic was something that was all over the globe in various forms and types, what differentiates these species from others is the marks of efficiency, better known as cutie marks, symbols carved into precious stones that appear on the back, it was a characteristic that differentiates its bearer from others. Pinkie Pie, for example, has three balloons carved from Rubellite Tourmaline.

"Sweetie Bell Sparkle, have manners and suck slowly, we're in public! And you're not drinking all of this!" The reprimand came out in a whisper, which made the little girl slow down and scared Twilight, who did the same. This brought her back to reality, she was tired and hadn't slept well even before this travel thing, but that didn't stop her from analyzing the beautiful vision that was her ex-wife.

Rarity looked beautiful, her high boots with a heel made her a little taller, her set of black leather mini skirt plus a blouse with a deep red V-neckline and finally a black coat that reached the middle of her cochas was sexy without being vulgar. Her hair had a red streak that gave it accentuated volume and a full view of her face.

"I think... I think we should leave before these people's eyes pop out." The girl shrugged her shoulders and looked around.

Her progenitors did the same. A crowd formed around them, watching the three as if they were exotic animals from the zoo, this was explained by the fact that they were public figures, previously a happy couple until they separated on a Monday day, apparently for no reason. Many people were rooting for them to get back together, fan club and everything. Even though they had the threat of a law hanging over their heads, the Mexican soap opera that followed was good enough for them not to worry about it.

No, I won't think about that now! We're taking it well so far, get it together!

"Where's your car? I can take your bags there." His raspberry aura enveloped all the suitcases and levitated them into the air. Something impossible for many, easy for me!

"It's in the parking lot, Darling! I don't think it would be hard to find a limo." Rarity gestured with her chin to leave, she kept her glass floating beside her, her drink untouched. She teleported the carrier, opened it and carefully deposited the kitten.

They practically fled in a hurry, rumors filled the place and excited screams accompanied them to the exit, along with the suitcases and the cat in the box, which was slowly floating in its owner's magical aura. Her cutie mark itched with the feeling of being the target of some gossip involved with his ex-wife.

The limousine was easy to find, the driver Refia, a woman who studied with them and was an athlete, was leaning against the door of the vehicle inhaling a joint, she didn't seem very surprised by the amount of suitcases, exaggeration was a characteristic of the Belles and it was something she must have seen a lot, but rather with the display of power in front of her. She took one last drink and threw it onto the floor, stepping on the tip, she bowed and saluted.

"Refia, be a dear and open the trunk, please. I also hope you didn't smoke in the car, dear." A grimace was what the chauffeur received from her boss, she reciprocated by rolling her eyes.

"Seriously Rarity, that's why I was outside! I'm not as stupid as you think." She headed towards the back of the vehicle with the others in pursuit.

In fact, Rarity scolded him for wearing his suit sloppily. "By the stars, how many times do I have to teach you how to put on your tie properly? Have you unlearned how to fasten the buttons too?" Refia had a feline smile and hummed as she opened the trunk, pretending not to hear.

"Rarity, where do you plan to put those bags? There's barely room for one!" Twilight was confused, the luggage compartment was tiny, it only fit a bag of teddy bears. Her eyes fell on the line of suitcases she had packed, still twenty-seven left.

"I plan on putting them in the seat section, that's why the limo is here, honey." Revia opened the doors while Rarity levitated her bags into the car and winked at Twilight, still with that smile. I'm pretty sure she's either on drugs or having fun with the situation.

"But mommy, where are we going?" The girl who had been silent the whole time, too busy with her drink asked. She had a pink mustache below her nose.

The adults looked at her. Twilight's forehead wrinkled, she was starting to understand where this conversation was going.

"Refia, where is my car?" Arms crossed, a pout and a narrow stare.

"Rarity, how about we sit down and talk?" She backed away, like a frightened deer.

"Sit where, on the floor? I'm a lady! Now, where's my car?" Refia took two steps back, Rarity followed.

"Let's say I spent the money you gave me for the taxi. What would you do with me?" She gave a small smile.

"What did you buy?" She stopped, curious and upset.

"Ah, a cage with a Gouldian Finch bird." She smiled proudly, leaning against the limousine.

"And where is he?" One more step, they were face to face. She seemed calmer.

"I let him go." She smiled. Rarity's expression hardened and her palms glowed brightly.

It was done.