After we had finished hugging I opened another portal, this one led straight to Yggdrasil, I started to shoo the fluffy family through, but then I decided that the babies needed some kind of carrier so they wouldn’t lose their way during our little trip. Believe me when I say, getting lost in the Space Between Spaces definitely does not equal a good time.
So I spent the next 20 minutes fashioning a sling for Maybelle out of various bags and staples, when that was done I placed the babies in the sling and put the sling around Maybelle’s fluffy shoulders, then we were ready to go.
When we got to my home Maybelle was, naturally, stunned into silence, not that I blame her, I mean, how many times do you get to see a combination Man-Cave, House and miniature nexus of the Multiverse?
“Y-you l-live here?” she asked breathlessly, I smiled when I noticed three little heads poking out from the lip of the sling, each one bearing a similar expression to their mother.
“Eeyup! This is home or, as it’s known to many across the cosmos, Yggdrasil the World Tree.” I said, surprised by the proud tone that I had been missing ever since my depression started.
“Wooooowwww…. You must have a lot of friends in a place this big!” exclaimed Maybelle, letting her eyes scan my room.
Though I tried I couldn’t contain the sad sigh that escaped my fuzzy lips and I hung my head, Maybelle’s smile wavered and she approached me, she gently laid a soft hoof under my chin and lifted my head up so that we were eye to eye, I looked into her eyes and saw sympathy in there, “You don’t have friends, do you?” she asked without a hint of malice, I shook my head and sniffed.
No! Damn it you’re a cosmic being and comic beings Do. Not .Cry!! I thought angrily, then Maybelle began to lightly caress my head. The gentleness of the touch, combined with the soft, soothing things that she said made me stop caring about what I was and I began to cry for the first time in eons.
It felt good, it was like all my stress and depression was coming out with the tears and I happily abandoned myself to them until I fell asleep in Maybelle’s warm and fluffy embrace.
Later on I would wake up to find her snuggling up with me after having dragged me to my bed, her babies were right there next to her, sleeping like little logs.
It was at that very moment that I decided to ask her if she’d like to stay with me.
So, when she finally awoke, I got down on one knee and asked “Maybelle, would you like to stay here and raise your kids with me, away from your world and its cruelty?”, then I closed my eyes and prayed to every god I knew that she would say yes.
My prayers were answered.
“Yes, yes I will. Thanks Ratatosk.” she said with a big grin which I matched tenfold when I heard her say those magic words.
It’s been two years since then: Maybelle has gotten smarter, maybe even smarter than me, she’s also begun to study cosmic magic and she’s pretty damn good at it, too.
Her three babies have become toddlers: their names are Fenrik, Mia and Boris, and they are all very much a handfull, it also appears as though the magic that pervades Yggdrasil has made them go through some very… odd changes. For instance, each of them has a new eye color and pupil; Fenrik has pure green eyes with no pupil, Mia has yellow eyes with red pupils and Boris has golden eyes with silver pupils.
Oh and they’re all shapeshifters and Boris can do alchemy.
I also held true to my word and returned the family to their world, although the Mother lost almost all of her weight, the Son acts like a Colonial Marine from Aliens, the Daughter still has her pufferfish quills and the Father retained his freakish lamprey mouth.
But other than that they’re all fine and dandy.
It also seems as though the leftover magic from my visit led to a global increase in the intelligence of the Fluffy Ponies, now it appears as though they’ve led a very bloodless and cuddly revolt that they seem to be thoroughly winning, so… that’s good.
I also actually married Maybelle, though the only priest that I could find was the one from that one scene in Beetlejuice (Thankfully he was too desensitized by all of the ghostly stuff to really care about our appearances.), but I think it still counts and so does Maybelle.
We’ve had many adventures…. okay we’ve had-like- three, but they were really interesting adventures.
I haven’t felt happier in my whole life: I’m married to the mare of my dreams, I have three super-powered kids and some of the other messengers are actually talking to me, TALKING, to ME…. I’m so happy.
Whelp, I’ve gotta go, Maybelle’s found another version of Middle Earth that she wants to explore and I really want to see what will go down when we… uhh… go down.
Anyways, goodbye my mortal fanbase and farewell for now.