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// Chapter 2  
// Story: Maybe I always have us 
// by Fat1thatyoulove 
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Chapter 2 – How have you been?

You give a long inhale as you awake from your dream. At the same time you give a quick laugh to yourself as you think, whoa I am finally boring, I had a dream about yesterday.

Your hoof is draped over Twilight's warm stomach as you lay in bed still a little tired from yesterday's list of unnecessary baby proofing. You give a little laugh at the thought of how Rainbow will react to the new locks on the windows.

You hold the smile as you turn your body around to face the window, the sun is just now starting to creep over Ponyville, you have never really seen the sun rise over the small town before... the thought of how boring your actions our right now starts to make you want to fall asleep again. With a yawn you start to invite that idea in.

But your invitation falls short as a loud thumping is heard from downstairs.

You bring you body up as you listen to the sound, great Rainbow found out about the windows and now she wants to knock loud.

Twilight gives an annoyed groan as she opens her eyes, "What pony would be up this early?"

You smile at the comment because not even a few months ago she would be up earlier than this.

She stretches as she talks through a yawn, "You get."

You blow into her ear as you talk, “Say it’s a colt.”

She gives an annoyed moan as she plays along, “mmmm, it’s a filly...”

The sound from downstairs echoes through the house again. You smile at her early morning grogginess and slowly flick at her nose with your hoof as another annoyed groan comes from her. You accept this as your win as you give a quick shift of your body you plate you hooves on the floor. Note to self, invent air condition so that the floor is not always cold.

As you poke your head out of the room you again hear the loud knock form downstairs. You bring your head to the bathroom but decided it's better to answer the door first.

You start to get annoyed at the increasing sound as you near the door, "Alright alright."

You open the door as you blindly talk, "You know Rainbow you ca...-" You stop your comment as you look at the two ponies at the door...oh shit, death came early this week.

Your eyes focus on the blue stallion opens the doorway, you slowly bring your eyes up to his dull orange eyes. Night lights angry stare pauses your voice as you stare at him.

Velvet stands behind her husband with a slightly softer expression but more of a look of concern.

Night light clears his throat as he talks, "Could you tell Twilight to come to the door?"

You stare at him blankly as you think over what Twilight might had said in her letter last night. You don't want to be the one to tell them if she didn't. With that thought in mind you decided to try your luck, "She's asleep."

Night light doesn't seem to like that answer as he talks again in a slightly more raises voice, "Get Twilight."

Before you can speak Velvet cuts in with a softer tone, "We would like to talk to Twilight outside ok?"

"Ok, I’ll go wake her up."

Velvet nods her head as she talks in a low tone, "We just want to see if she is alright."

You squint at her weird low tone as you motion to shut the door, "A-alright."

But before you shut the door it flew open with Night Lights hoof as he talks to Velvet in a raised voice, "No I’m not letting her stay in this house with this mare abuser for another minute!"

"What?!" is all you can say as he turns his father driven eyes to you.

"Don't you lie to me! I should have stopped you when I first meet you! I swear to Celestia if one hair on Twilight's mane is ruffled I will have you arrested and thrown in the Canterlot prison!"

You can't speak as your stuck completely dumbfounded as you think, what the fuck did Twilight's letter say?

Night light pushes past you into the room as he yells Twilight's name.

Velvet call from the door as she talks, "Night light calm down."

After only a second of no response he turns back to you with his horn glowing a bright blue, "Where is my daughter!"

Your thoughts drift as you look over his stance, your mind feels wallow in a rising anger as you talk, "Twilight is asleep! Did you not read the letter?"

You feel Night Light's magic start to run its way through your coat as your ability to move stops.

His eyes are focused on you as he asks again, "She said she need to see us and I know it's because of you, now where is my dau...-"

"Dad!"

Twilight stands at the top of staircase in all of her pregnant glory as she continues to talk, "What are you doing?! All I said was that we needed to talk." Her eyes are fixated on Night light and her voice carries almost as much weight as her hooves.

You feel the blue magic loosen its grip over your body as Night light stares at his daughter in silence.

Velvet is the first one to talk as she darts through the door and up the stairs, "MY baby! A-are you?" She stammers at the words as she looks her over.

Twilight still has her burst of energy from her yell as she takes a deep breath, "yes."

Velvet wraps her hooves around her daughter as she cries out, "How can my baby be having a baby?!"

Night light continues to look completely silent the scene at the top of the staircase.

Twilight rubs her mother’s back as she talks in her own cracking voice, "I-I wanted to tell you both but I would rather do it in person."

Velvet release her from her grasp a she look Twilight over, "How can you be...when you did..." She continues to ask questions before she can finish one and most are not audible as she tries to hold her emotion back, "...I saw you only a few months a-ago how are you s-so...

Twilight giggles a little, "Big?"

Velvet gives another loud sob as she wraps her hooves around Twilight, "Yes?!"

Twilight swallows hard as she think about her next words, "There is something you both need to know about...him." She points her hoof to you as she talks.

Night light turns back to you with a stone hard face, "...I thought he was a library assistant?"

You stand up straight as you look him over...I can take him. You hold the toughest face you can muster as you talk, "I'm a little bit more than an assistant." At the end of your statement you swallow hard...I need to use better words.

End of chapter 2