Bitmaker's story

by bronypony880


Too colt for this world

Heart Sapphire gazed down with awe at the little colt as he opened his big red eyes. She smiled.Silver? Silver!” She excitedly whispered. “He’s waking up.”

Don’t you think he might still be sleeping?” Silver replied.

“No, he’s starting to move around. Awww--” Heart said, filled with adoration at the tiny colt’s antics. But before she could finish--“. . . just a little Bit?”

“Moon!” Silver Moon flinched a little bit. He was only called that when his wife was irritated.

“Could you take a break from the jokes for a moment?” Heart sighed, but she couldn’t help but smile when she thought of the nickname her husband had given to their child. “Bit” was a very cute name, in her opinion, and it fit a certain adorable colt Who was a bat pony like his mother. His coat was blue, he had and blue and purple mane, and light blue eyes and purple pattern on his legs.  Quickly getting over the annoyance, she relented and laughed softly:

It’s alright, Silver dear. Could you just help me fetch a few things for Bitmaker? I need a blanket.” Silver was just trotting over to get some blankets for Bit, and maybe clean the room a little while he was at it, but he heard something fall to the ground. Then he heard a crash.

“Silver? Are you alright?” Heart glanced around. “Wait, where is Bit?” Her gaze gained an urgently worried intention. But she soon saw the answer. The new mother glanced down, and she saw

Bitmaker. He was holding the table cloth corner in his mouth. He had pulled it out from where it lay under numerous books and dishes that had been left on the little wooden table that Silver Moon had bought for them two years ago. Bitmaker looked right up at Heart, and his bright red eyes were filled with pride and joy. Seeing the scene, Silver Moon and Heart Sapphire giggled together. “He’s only two weeks old, but he is already so strong.” Heart said.

“Silver . . .” Heart continued. Silver embraced her. “Do you think he was trying to bring a blanket to me? Maybe--?” Silver knew her well enough to finish the thought for her.

“Maybe he understood his first word?” The couple looked at each other, and then they looked back at Bit.

“. . . I guess he thought the tablecloth was a blanket, even though it is not warm!” Heart squinted and smiled affectionately at her son. “He is just too cute for this world.”

“He is just too colt for this world!”

“Oh Silver . . .” Heart said, shaking with repressed laughter.