Princess Twilight Sparkle's School for Fantastic Foals: The Soul Thief · 2:10am Sep 6th, 2018
“Kiddo… happy birthday.”
When Trixie Lulamoon looked down at her adopted son, she saw the best years of her life and living, breathing reminder of her long recovery. With him, she saw evidence of her own generousity, her kindness, her laughter, her honesty, her loyalty… and yes, even her magic. Their relationship represented the great Equestrian Virtues With him, she had found her greatness, and that splendiferous magnificence was altruism.
Smiling, Lemon Hearts said, “Six. How does it feel to be six, Sumac?”
Trixie could see that her son wasn’t quite awake yet. Twilight had kept him awake for most of last night during an unscheduled, impromptu astronomy lesson for her students. Little Sumac had finally been roused from his bed at the second first hour—one in the afternoon. His eyes were still crusty with eye-boogers and he had a wicked case of bedmane that would take a team of Manehattanite manedressers to fix.
“Where’s Boomer?” Sumac asked. “I woke up and she wasn’t there.”
“She went shopping with Megara and Pinny Lane. Smart little dragon. She understood the importance of getting you a gift.” Lemon Hearts laughed, a cheerful, melodical sound that seemed to bounce from wall to wall.
“Oh.” Sumac turned his bleary expression upon Trixie. “Boomer got a smart explosion.”
“She sure did,” Trixie found herself saying in response. “How about we get a proper meal in you before your party? Pinkie will be here soon and I don’t want her filling you with sweets. You need some proper, nutritious food. But first, you need to get cleaned up. Go do that, Sumac. Or do you need some help taking a bath?”
The look on Sumac’s face was endlessly amusing for Trixie and she struggled to contain her smile. So ferocious! So cute! The way his little stubby muzzle scrunched and wrinkled with annoyance. This was the best part of being a parent; you could be a pest and this was considered good parenting. Grumbling to himself, the colt stumbled off and because he was not wearing his spectacles, he immediately smacked into the staircase bannister.
“Kiddo… you gotta remember to put on your glasses when you wake up. Boomer won’t always be there to remind you.”
Just a little something I've been working on during my free time.
Oh boy it's happening.
So we finally get through this story
Bonk!
Boomer confirmed best sibling.
What?
Also, getting to be a pest to your foal sounds quite amusing.
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Boomer got real, real smart, real, real fast.
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Ohhh, ok.