Child of Two Worlds

by Silent Wing


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Three days later:


Mom and I are laying in a large garden, which is part of the enormous place I now call home, recovering from what happened earlier. To say that I was shocked by seeing so many ponies at once, would be a grave understatement.

The times I had been awake in the past days, have either been spent with me playing on my own, while she works or playing with her. Sometimes other ponies came to have discussions with her about a press conference, which had been changed into something else entirely.

Earlier that day a huge crowd of ponies had formed under one of the balconies of our home, which I now know to be Canterlot Castle. She talked a lot about why she had been unavailable for the last few days and how something amazing happened to her before she turned the focus onto me.

All the time she had been talking, I had been on her back, but nopony had been able to see me since she had an illusion cast upon me. She truly wanted to surprise everypony and them being unable to see me at first, made sure of it. 

She dispelled the illusion and levitated me onto a small platform on the railing of the balcony. I looked back to mom for a short moment, but her encouraging smile banished all my doubts.

I got up on all four hooves and looked down at the crowd, while she introduced me as Prince Passionate Heart, heir to the solar throne. 

I don’t know if it had been the words of my mother or me waving with one hoof at the crowd below at the same time, that caused it, but everypony down there broke out into cheers. WE stayed there for a bit longer before heading back inside and going to the place we are now.

“Who the buck do you think you are, not telling me first about this outstanding news?” A very upset sounding pony from behind us yells at us, closing the distance with every passing moment. 

I am quick to crawl under mom's wing, while she turns her attention towards the approaching Pony.  “Stormy, please let me explain.” Mom replies pleadingly, but her request falls upon death ears.

“Don’t you dare Stormy, me!”  She replies upset for some reason that I am not sure of, only for her rant to be cut short, instead mommy speaks up once more.

“Now Stormy,  you will calm down and promise to lower your voice to an acceptable level before I release your muzzle.” A few moments pass in silence before she adds one detail that confuses me a bit. “You are scaring the little ones.”

Did she just say little ones, as in more than one? I wonder how that can be, when I find myself muzzle to muzzle with a brilliant golden foal, having a two-toned orange mane and slightly darker eyes.

I squeak in surprise at the sudden appearance of the other foal in front of me, before I shuffle closer to mom’s side, never taking my eyes off of her. Unsure of what to make out of this unexpected situation, I wait for something to happen.

I don’t have to wait long as mom turns her head towards a Pegasus mare with similar coloration to the fillies, as she steps in front of me. “Hello Passion, I am Stormy Flare and I see that you have already met my daughter Spitfire.” She introduces herself with a wide smile.

I turn my attention from the two mares back to her filly, which is still close to me, and curiously look her over. Only to be surprised when she sticks her tongue out at me, turns around, and flys off.

Wait a moment, flys off? It takes a moment for the realization to hit me, only now remembering that I have wings of my own now. I crawl out under mom’s wing and take a look at  the wings on my sides. “It can’t be that difficult right?” I think before I try my hardest and soon give chase, unwilling to let her get away with such behavior.


“I didn’t see that coming,” the larger of the two mares says, looking at the two flying foals, not having expected her young one to start flying for at least another day or two. She calls out to the nearest Guards, “You two, make sure nothing happens to them.”

“Of course Princess.” They reply in sync, before following and trying to keep up with the two very little ponies.

Both mares watch in silence for a while as the foals decide to stop chasing each other and decide that playing dodge the Guard is way more fun, before turning their attention back to each other. 

“Now Tia, mind telling me why you didn’t inform  me about your pregnancy?” The annoyed Pegasus mare asks her old friend and former mentor,* getting almost the same explanation as Princess Celestia’s aid, Raven Inkwell.

“... and when I saw him lying there, I just couldn’t help myself. You know that I always wanted a foal, but after that miscariage I couldn’t convince myself to try again, out of fear it would repeat itself.” The solar Princess ends the tale, tears in the corner of her eyes, showing a very rare display of her true emotions.

Soon, Princess Celestia finds herself embraced by her old friend when the tears slowly start to dry.  “Tia, I know these times were hard for you, but you have to look forward now.“ She reminds the pony in question, in a successful attempt to cheer her up.

“Stormy, you are right.” The white alicorn replies after some time passes in silence. “There is a lucky colt that needs us.”

Slightly surprised and a bit confused, the fiery mare asks her former mentor what she means with “us,” but the answer to this question isn’t as unexpected as you would think. “Well, I am still looking for someone that could keep an eye on my son, when I am unable to do so and I really hoped that you would be willing to help me with that.”

“You know that Wind Rider would use this chance to get back in the main rooster, should I take a longer break from the Bolts.” Stormy replies after some time of thought, giving Princess Celestia not exactly the answer she hoped for. At least, she didn’t turn her down immediately, which still gives her a chance to convince her.

“You know that this wouldn’t be an issue, had you just accepted the promotion when it was offered.” Princess Celestia points out, reminding her of the time she turned it down and causing her friend to flinch slightly.

“And you should know why I turned you down. I had to earn my place in the bolts, not become it hoofed over on a silver platter, otherwise, they would have never accepted me as one of their own.”

“We could talk for quite some time about that part of my past, but that wouldn’t help in any way.” Stormy Flare drops the subject and begins to focus more on the issue at hoof. “So, what exactly did you have in mind when you asked me to become the Royal foalsitter?”

The two mares then start to talk about the details and after Princess Celestia finally convinces her, she decides that Stormy and Spitfire will stay in a room directly next to her own. Celestia however insists, that even if she  already covers all expenses for the Castles new occupants, that Stormy Flare has to accept a “small” stipend as well.

Shortly after this discussion, the two exhausted Guards from earlier bring the equally tired foals back to their respective mothers. Seeing in what shape they are, Princess Celestia decides to give them the rest of their shift off and tells them that, if anypony should complain about it, they should send them to her.