The Princess and the Plumber

by DaiAtlas2016


The Next Morning

The next morning, Twilight woke up in bed alone, with the two fillies in her arms, who also awake and cooing. She could hear voices coming from the kitchen, so she knew that Braveheart hadn't gone too far.
"You know.....Twilight raised me...so she's like a mom to me....does that mean I can call you Dad?", Spike asked, as she heard some water running and dishes being shunted.
"Yeah...I suppose you could. I don't mind.", Braveheart replied, turning off the water, "Hey, Spike, I'm gonna go check on Lady and the girls, will you be alright?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine, Dad.", Spike answered, finishing the dishes as Twilight heard hoof steps coming towards their bedroom.
Braveheart stuck his head in and asked, "Lady? You up?"
She smiled at him and said, "Yes, dear. I'm awake, so are the girls. I think they're hungry."
"Well then, I'll bring in a couple of bottles, and do you want anything for breakfast?", he grinned, kissing Twilight and his two little girls.
"Maybe some orange juice....I don't exactly feel hungry at the moment.", Twilight replied, kissing her husband back.
"Alright then! I'll be back!", Braveheart smiled, leaving the room, as Spike had finished the dishes and walked in.
Twilight beamed, "Hey, Spike! Come here! Do you want to hold Twilight?"
Spike walked over, sat on the edge of the bed and took Twilight Clogger in his arms.
"Heh..she looks just like Dad, except she has your eyes and your mane.", Spike grinned, cradling the filly in his arms.
Twilight smiled, "I see you've been bonding with Braveheart...."
"Yeah, I like having him as a dad, considering I've never had a dad. How are you doing? You feeling okay?", he asked in concern, looking at Twilight.
She replied, "I'm fine, just a little sore and really tired. Other than that, I'm okay."
Braveheart came back with two bottles and handed one to Spike, took Drainiana and gave Twilight her orange juice.
"You feeling okay, Honey?", he asked.
"Yes, I'm fine. Thanks for asking. What are you two going to do today?", she replied, sipping her orange juice.
Braveheart smiled, "Well, we could watch the girls while you took a little nap, not to mention, my folks are coming over and....I wanna show them off. Is that okay?"
"Of course, dear. Just be careful with them, okay?", she laughed before setting her glass on the nightstand and nodding off.

They took the girls to the living room, spread out a blanket and set them down and started playing with them. Drainiana had a habit of using her magic to pull Braveheart's mustache, but he didn't mind, he thought it was adorable. Twilight Jr. on the other hand, was quite the adventurous type, climbing on top of Braveheart's head, and sliding down his back like a slide.
Applejack walked in, escorting Marianna, who had a backpack, "Hey, Braveheart! It was nice of you to let Marianna come over for the girls' sleepover! We enjoyed having her over!"
Marianna set the bag over to the side and sat next to Braveheart before saying, "Thanks for bringing me home, Applejack! Oh! Look at them! They're so cute!!"
Applejack smiled, "No problem, Marianna. Hey, Braveheart, whenever you can, could you come check on our sink? Big Mac thinks the pipeline needs to replaced."
"Yeah, sure! I'll come over this evening.", Braveheart replied.
"Okay, thanks!", she called, walking out the door.

And just as she walked out, Arturo and Mia walked.
"Oh! Where are the little darlings? I need to see them!", Mia exclaimed, hugging Marianna, "Oh! There you are!! You two are so adorable!"
Arturo smiled with pride at his son, "So, what are their names?"
"Well, the one that looks like Twilight is Drainiana Velvet, and the one that looks like me, given a bit more feminine, is Twilight Clogger.", He answered, handing them the girls, "Listen, I know you just got here, but I have to go check on something. Can you watch them, and Lady?"
"Oh, of course, Braveheart! I'm sure it's hard to not have a job to do when you're the world's greatest plumber!", Mia smiled, cradling Twilight Jr.
And so he left for Sweet Apple Acres.