//------------------------------// // End of the Line // Story: Dragon's Mommies // by TAD2 //------------------------------// After a few hours the train was approaching Rockville. The adults were struggling to stay awake, and all the girls and Spike had fallen asleep, in a pile, with Spike acting as a little furnace in the center. "Next stop, Rockville. Please gather all luggage, and get ready to depart." Said the trolley mare as she came back to the cabin with everyone inside to gather the towels. Everyone shushed the mare who looked sheepish for almost waking up the kids. "sorry." Said the mare as she looked sheepish. Pear smiled. "Thanks for letting us have all the towels, we were soaking wet, and we have a new born with us." Said Pear smiling. The mare smiled back. "Not a problem, is the little foal ok?" Pear nodded. "Spike is fine, but he's not a foal, he's a dragon." The mare nodded as she smiled. "Of course he is, have a nice night, luckily the rain has stopped so it should be a pleasant walk to the Pie Family Farm." Said the trolley mare as she closed the door to their cabin. All the adults smiled, but it was time to get off the train so Pinkie could get home. Pear yawned as she walked over to AJ. "Come on sugar cube, its time to wake up." Said Pear. AJ yawned as she opened her eyes. She turned her head to look at her mother. "Hi Ma, we get to Pinkies yet?" Asked AJ. Pear nodded. "Yes, its the next stop, so I thought it was time to wake you and the others up, did you have a good nap?" Asked Pear. AJ nodded. "I did, we were so warm, Spike is better than the warmest blanket." Said AJ as she nuzzled the still sleeping Spike. This made him wiggle around, and this woke up the others. They all yawned. Fluttershy rubbed her eyes. "Good morning." Pear giggle. "Sorry Fluttershy, it's only about 9:00." Fluttershy nodded as she yawned again. She looked to her side and saw Spike still asleep. She started to giggle, as she looked at Pinkie. "Pinkie, it looks like he is part rock, he sleeps like one." Said Fluttershy trying to make a joke. Pinkie laughed. "He really is taking after us. It takes a full drum set to wake me up in the morning." Said Pinkie. Pinkie then nuzzled Spikes head. "Good morning sleepy scales." Said Pinkie. She looked out side to see where they were now. "Yep, this is my home, dark, dank, lots of rocks." Said Pinkie smiling. She looked back at Spike. "Are you ready to meet grandma and grandpa, and your aunts?" Asked Pinkie. Spike just snored, as his tongue rolled out of his mouth. Pinkie giggled. But Rarity sighed. She used her magic to roll Spike's tongue back into his mouth. Then she started to giggle. She walked over to Spike and nuzzled his head. "Sweetie, remember a proper gentledrake does not leave his tongue out." Rainbow rolled her eyes, but she smiled none the less. She walked up to Spike and nuzzled his head. "Wakey wakey, Spikey Wikey." Said Rainbow. Rarity gasped. "Spikey Wikey, that's perfect." Said Rarity. AJ looked at Rarity. "Oh no." She looked at Rainbow. "What have you done?" Said AJ. Rainbow looked confused. "I don't know, what have I done?" AJ sighed. "Now she will only call Spike, Spikey Wikey, we can't let Spike bring anypony home to meet her now, she will embarrass the heck out of him, and then he will never find a special somepony." Said AJ. The moment Special Somepony left her mouth the room went silent. Then Pear started laughing. "It's official, you are his mothers." All the adults started to laugh, this left the little girls confused. "What's so funny Ma?" Asked AJ. "Yes, what's the joke mother?" Asked Rarity. Cookie sighed. "Dear, did I ever tell you about the first date I had with your father?" Rarity nodded. "Yeah, you told me that grandpa Silver chased daddy around the town with a frying pan." Cookie nodded. "Yes, and do you know what happened when I met his mother, Grandma Winter?" Rarity shook her head. "No, what happened?" Cookie laughed. "Well, Winter showed all of Hondo's baby pictures to me, and Hondo was so embarrassed." AJ looked at her mother. "Ma, did Granny show all of Pa's baby pictures to you?" Pear looked at Bright Mac, they had a interesting relationship. "Um... Something like that. Lets just say, your father is something else, and he didn't need Granny to embarrass him." But before anymore respect for the Stallions could be lost, the train stopped. Bright Mac, not wanting to tell anymore stories about how much he embarrassed himself when he was younger, decided to get out of his seat. "Well, there's no time like the present." Said Bright Mac. Bow nodded, he got up from his seat before Rainbow could ask about how his mother, Prism Sky told Windy about the time- "Yep, lets get Pinkie back home before anymore storms might happened to pop up." Said Bow as he walked over to Spike, he scooped up the sleeping dragon. But this time Spike was woken up. He yawned as he opened his eyes. Bow looked at the now awake Spike, he smiled at Spike. "Did you sleep well?" Spike nodded. Bow looked at Spike. "Spike, what ever your grandma's tell you about your grandpa's, just remember, it was not our choice." Said Bow. Spike nodded. 'I don't get it.' Thought Spike. He looked around looking for his mothers, but he didn't see them. "Baba?" Asked Spike. Bow nodded. "Of course." Said Bow. He brought Spike over to his mothers. "Who wants to hold Spike while we walk to the farm?" Asked Bow. All the girls looked at each other. "I'll take him." Said Pinkie. "I know the way, and the grounds are full of rocks that could make a pony trip, and it could be dangerous for Spike, but I know the fields like the back of my hoof." Pinkie then looked at the back of her hoof. "Oh, that's new." Then she giggled. Bow Smiled. "And the winner is Pinkie." Said Bow as he handed Spike and a little ribbon over to Pinkie. Spike got onto Pinkie's back and tried to find a comfy spot, but it was hard. He tried to lay on her mane, and that was a different story, her mane was super soft, and really cozy. Pinkie smiled at Spike. "Ok Spike, lets go see the farm." Said Pinkie as she walked out of the cabin, followed by the others.