Twilight Velvet sighed sadly as she finished reading the medical report from the specialist that Princess Celestia had quietly sent her to. She had already suspected as much, but now a doctor had confirmed it. It seemed that after carrying two alicorns, a certain part of her body was, to put it one way, spent.
She had wanted to have three foals, back before the princess visited and alicorns became a constant part of her life. Having the possibility taken away was... upsetting, to say the least.
As she sat there thinking about things, her thoughts turned to her two children and her spirits lifted. If this was the price her body had to pay for such incredible foals, she had to admit that it was well spent.
A clattering of small hooves in the other room was accompanied by a cry of frustration that ended with a thud against a heavy appliance and was punctuated by a crash of something shattering. As she listened to what must have been the fridge rocking back and forth, part of her wished that her daughter had been born with her unicorn aspect.
She walked into the kitchen to see Twilight Sparkle eating something off of the floor and surrounded by the remains of the cookie jar. Part of her was worried that her daughter may have eaten some ceramic shards but she just as quickly realized that it would only mean an upset tummy. Her magic scooped up the whole mess and dropped it into the garbage.
Sparkle watched the cookies float away until she saw her mother was in the kitchen and turned to look at her.
Velvet frowned at her. "What were you doing?"
She smiled. "I got the cookies down!"
"I told you I was going to get them." Came a hushed reply from the hallway.
Velvet turned to face her son. "Shining Armor!" Her 'upset mother' tone of voice caused him to yip and run up the stairs with his tail between his legs. She waited until she heard his door close before turning back to her daughter. "No desert for you two tonight."
"Aww."
"You didn't want to wait, so now you don't get any." She noticed the large dent in the fridge. "And you need to stop hitting things."
"But I didn't kick it."
"I said, stop hitting things." She concentrated her magic on the dent. "It's nice that the princess helps us, but we still can't afford to replace things every time you break something." With a bit of effort it popped back into shape.
Fortunately the only pony she would roughhouse with was her brother. Even after getting used to it, Velvet would still flinch and almost rush over whenever she heard a bone snap.
She checked the fridge and it looked fine, if a bit misshapen. She turned to her daughter. "Now promise me you won't hit things anymore."
There was a bit of hesitation from the filly. "But what if I need to get something I can't reach?"
"Then ask for help." Their first few growth spurts kept them about on par with other foals, so she would more or less understand and remember things. "Now promise."
After thinking about it for a moment, she nodded. "I promise."
Velvet nodded in response. She was under no delusions that this would be the last time that her daughter damaged or broke something. She was about to send the filly to her room when she noticed something odd and leaned to the side. "How's your leg?"
She looked over at the leg she hit the fridge with. She wiggled her body and the leg limply followed. "It's allll floppy." She giggled.
Velvet grabbed the leg in her magic and forced it back into place until it started to move on it's own. "Now go to your room until I call you down for dinner."
She put her head and ears down while looking up at her mother with pleading round eyes.
She wasn't moved and simply tipped her head towards the stairs. "Go on."
She gave up and started walking to her room.
After she heard the door close Velvet started hearing a ticking sound and her ears swiveled around until they were pointing at the fridge. She looked up and sighed. "My babies, I love you with all my heart, but Celestia help Equestria when you grow up because I don't think we'll survive your reign otherwise.