//------------------------------// // Parental troubles // Story: Change isn't so easy // by Grassy Blade //------------------------------// When her mother Spoiled Rich arrived home with the note in her mouth, she spent no time hesitating giving it to her husband Filthy Rich. Now Filthy Rich was a business pony of great proportions. When he sees an opportunity for profit he makes a deal. He's a brown Earth pony with a well combed black mane. He also has blue eyes and has 3 money bags for a cutie mark. Mr. Rich was filing and signing business offers when his wife bursts into his office. The door swung open as his wife trotted into the room with a distressed look on her face. The sudden sound of the door opening without a single knock caused Filthy to jump in alarm. Which in turn caused him to knock over many of his signed and unsigned business offers on the floor. "Ah!" Filthy yelled in alarm. Spoiled drops the note that was in her mouth on his desk not even stopping to catch a breath. "Filthy, we need to talk!" she said worry in her voice. "Now what's the big idea hun?" he shouted, "Don't you know how to knock?" "My sincere apologies, but I'm afraid I've got some terrible news!" she said distressed. "...Also I brought a note from our daughter." she said pushing the note closer. "What!? What's happened? Has Granny Smith finally passed on to the afterlife!?" "No no, It's not that. It's worse!" "Worse!?" "Our daughter... back talked to me!" After she said that, all of the stress building up inside of Filthy's body left with a sigh of relief. "Oh thank goodness! For a second I thought it was something serious..." His wife's eyes widen with shock before frowning. "This IS serious!" she shouted. "Our daughter has never talked back to us like that!" Filthy backs up in his chair by pushing on his desk. His chair had wheels after all. "Now now..." said Filthy trying to calm his wife, "Let's not go too crazy, It's... probably just a phase!" Spoiled rolls her eyes and stomps a hoof. "This, is far more than just a phase!" she replied with attitude. "Why not just take a look at what she wrote!?" she says pointing to the small piece of paper lying on his desk. Filthy glances to where his wife was pointing. He placed a hoof on the side of the paper to pull it closer. Filthy then starts to read the note to himself. Spoiled raised a brow frowning. She found it slightly annoying that her husband was mumbling and not speaking aloud. After all, she wants to know what her daughter wrote as well. Filthy continues reading until he gets to the good part, which wasn't very long as the note was short. "What? 'Donate money for new playground equipment!?" said Filthy aloud. "Whatever happened to our spoiled self-centered daughter?" Spoiled jumped at his sudden outburst, but seconds later she spoke. "Well I believe it was those three lowlife fillies that corrupted the daughter I raised!" This time it was Filthy's turn to be mad. "What!? YOU raised!? If I recall, I'm the one that makes most of our money! "And if I recall, You spend most of your time in your office!" "Ugh! Well when I DO come to spend time with my family, I make the most of every second!" "Alright Filthy I'll give you that, but it doesn't negate that I'm right!" "Ugh... Fine, you're right. Happy?" "Very much so." she replied. "So are you sending the money or-" "Actually I think it's a great use for our profits! Frankly I was just shocked that our little princess wrote this!" Filthy pushed a small red button that was on his desk, and spoke into the microphone standing to the right of him.. "Butler, please come to my office for a minute!" he said into the mike. A few seconds later the family butler came in. "Yes Mr. Rich?" asked the Butler. He was an earth pony with a light purple fur coat and a curly white mane. He was quite old in his 50's, so he had some mane loss. His eyes were blue, and his cutie mark was a duster. He was also wearing a black suit with a blue bowtie. "I need you to send this money to the school board for funding new playground equipment!" said Filthy as he tossed the butler two big money bags full of bits. The butler caught the bags standing on his hind legs. He stumbled a bit catching the heavy bags, but he regained his balance. He along with the money bags were fine. As the butler left the room the Two lovebirds continued their chat. "Now honey, I don't see anything wrong with Diamond being nice and rebellious." said Filthy to his wife. Spoiled frowns when her husband said this. "You wanna know what she called me? A high horse! A high horse!!!" "What!?" said Filthy shocked. "You heard correctly dear." said his wife in reply. "Although for some reason I feel... proud of her!" "Perhaps that's because you wanted her to be more like you? Hmm?" "Ugh... Either way she needs a stern talking to when she gets home!" "Agreed, but please allow me to do most of the talking dear." said Filthy causing Spoiled to roll her eyes. "Ugh, fine!" She turned around to leave, but turned her head to her husband a second later. "And dearie?" "Yes Honey?" "Please do clean up your office, it's a mess..." she said frowning. Spoiled then walks to the door. The paper on the floor crumpling as she steps on them. Filthy's eyes widen as he remembers about his business offers lying on the floor. He takes a look to the floor left and right of him in panic. Then the office door closes. Filthy looks at the door in front of him after hearing it close. "I love you too dear..." he said with a sigh. Filthy then proceeded to pick up all the paper on the floor all the while mumbling to himself.