A week. That's how long they said the foal had before birth. Chrysalis new for a fact that this wasn't true. It was between that ten month and eleven month marker that a foal is born. That left three weeks of not knowing when the foal could pop up. It was annoyingly panic inducing, but so worth it in the end.
"I think that's the twentieth time you moved that crib." said Trixie, giggling as Chrysalis moved the crib in her green aura to another spot in the room. The pregnant mare was slowly rocking in a rocking chair in the room they had set up in their quarters. It's amazing what magic could do to help prepare for a foal.
"I just want to make sure she is safe. I don't want where she is getting cold or where she is getting hot. I..."
"Babe, come here." said Trixie, still giggling. Chrysalis released the crib and moved next to her. Trixie grabbed on of her holed hooves and placed it on her large belly.
"This, this is our child. Our filly. I have no doubt that you will love her and protect her but you need to relax. She will be just fine." said the azure alicorn. Chrysalis smiled and nuzzled her.
"I know. I just worry." she said, purring into the blue fur. Trixie chuckled.
"I wouldn't believe you if you said you didn't." They sat there, holding each other in their hooves as they sat in their foals room. "It's really going to happen, isn't it?"
"It is. But I shouldn't be too worried. I have the most beautiful wife in Equestria, and soon the cutest filly in Equestria. We would team up and go on our mission to cause heart attacks from our adorableness. No pony will be able to stop us!" Chrysalis did a fake evil laugh, gaining a giggle from Trixie.
"Now, now. No world domination and nation wide heart attacks. You have to be a good mare for your daughter." said Trixie, booping Chrysalis on the nose.
"Haven't I been good enough?" asked Chrysalis, pouting. Trixie smiled and leaned their foreheads together.
"I love you the way you are." She winced. "Damn, that was one hell of a cramp." said Trixie, gripping her stomach. Her eyes looked down and saw the light reflect off something on the chair. She poked at it with her hoof. Her eyes went wide in realization.
"Chrysalis?"
"Yes, Hun?"
"I hope you're ready."
"More than likely, why?"
"My water broke." Those were the words she had been dreading. Don't get her wrong, she wanted her foal, but she still panicked at the thought that it was time.
Trixie yelped as she felt her position change from the chair to laying parallel with Chrysalis' back, her belly pointing to the ceiling. The same aura that out her there held onto her with dear life as Chrysalis booked it out of the room and out of their quarters, surprising the guards as she nearly hit them with the door on her way out.
Trixie blushed and kept her hind legs crossed and her fore hooves planted above her area. She loved Chrysalis and she understood the panic, but she could take her there without making her vagina presentable to every guard they passed. It was overly embarrassing and the contractions weren't helping her situation. It seemed her wife and un-born daughter were keen on killing her with embarrassment. It was working well enough.
Another painful contraction went through her as she was brought into the hospital. She was quickly lifted off of Chrysalis and wheeled into a room, crying out in pain as another contraction hit.
"Why the fuck does this have to be so painful!" A dumb question but she didn't care. The fact that it was an alicorn and alicorns come equipped with a very pointy horn did not help the expirence. In some sense, mares who give birth to a unicorn, alicorn in her case, must be really tough considering the horn. That must have made changeling mares even more tough due to their jagged horns. Main point, horns hurt like fuck during birth.
Chrysalis sat in the waiting room since she was asked to stay out because she was panicking. It was probably for the best but hearing her wife be in pain and not be able to do anything was torture for her. After awhile of listening to the deafing screaming of Trixie, the other two couples walked in. Bright balanced on Luna's back while Dash held Prism, Twilight had Glimmer.
"You brought the kids?" asked Chrysalis, eyeing the three filly's who were nearing a year of age.
"We didn't have time to find somepony to look after them. Besides, they are starting to have 'outbursts'." explained Celestia, nuzzling her daughter. Chrysalis winced. Being a magic user herself as well as a younger sister who ran one of the hives and was under command, she knew very well what these 'outbursts' were and how they were like. It was thank to such a similar 'outburst' that she now waited for her first daughter to be born.
"Yes, 'outbursts' are not to be left unattended." said Chrysalis. "Faust knows they caused me some trouble." she mumbled, looking over at the closed door where her wife was giving birth.
"Nervous?" asked Luna, sitting next to her.
"I spent three hours moving a crib around because I was paranoid. I saw I'm nervous." deadpanned Chrysalis. Luna chuckled.
"Welcome to the world of parenthood. Just wait until your maternal instincts kick in. A colt would be thinking twice when they approach your daughter." said Luna with a giggle. Chrysalis smiled at the antics of the ancient mare.
There was a loud scream, drowning out their words. As it faded, a smaller, more fragil pair of lungs began to wail. Tears of pure joy streamed down Chrysalis' cheeks as she rushed into the room.
Trixie laid in the bed, looking exhausted and her mane frizzy out in different directions instead of its usual flowing form. She had a small smile on her face as she looked down at the foal she held in a pink blanket. Chrysalis padded softly to her side a looked into the bundle.
Just like her cousins and aunt, she was an alicorn. The filly was a bubble gum pink with a dark blue mane. In a sense, she had kept the looks of a pony except for her horn. Jagged with a few holes in it. The filly yawned, showing off her fangs. Trixie visibly paled at the sight.
"My poor teats." Chrysalis giggled at her. As the filly finished yawning, she opened her eyes to show off her purple eyes, exact replicas of Trixie's
"Seems the only trait of mine is the horn and fangs. You get the beautiful eyes." said Chrysalis softly, nuzzling her daughter. The filly giggled and clamped onto her snout. She winced as the fangs hit her.
"Wait, why does she have fangs? She was just born?" asked Trixie, cocking her head.
"For some reason, changelings are born with fangs. I believe its because we feed with them in some cases." said Chrysalis.
"Feed with them?"
"Think of it like how you can smell something delicious. We taste it with our fangs. We could also direct the invisible flow of emotion through them. It's a complicated process." said Chrysalis, shaking her head. "It's probably a default for her since there is not enough changeling gene to give her the need to feed off of emotion, but doesn't rule out the possibility."
"Let's figure her out when I'm less tired." said Trixie, shaking her head. "Besides, I just want to admire my new family."
"Same here, same here." said Chrysalis, laying her head on her wife's. They sat and watched as their foal wavered the room with her eyes. It was defiantly a start of a good life to come.
"What do we name the little pupa?" asked Chrysalis. "It's another word for foal in changeling speak." she explained as Trixie gave her a confused look.
"I don't know. You have any ideas?"
"Just one. Nympha." said Chrysalis. Upon hearing the name, the filly looked over at her mothers and cooed. Trixie giggled.
"I think she agrees."
"It's settled. She is our little Nympha."