It wasn’t a wedding at all like she’d expected, but after the poor dear had been thrown away by her father like that...really, what else could she do.
‘I’m proud of you,’ said Twilight softly.
‘Yeah, well, turns out you were right. Again.’
‘What can I say? It’s a talent.’
‘Being from the future shouldn’t be allowed, it’s cheatin.’
Twilight nosed up under her chin. ‘Hey, it worked out pretty well for some.’
Smith nuzzled her back, enjoying the warmth and the smell of her fur. ‘Still regret falling through that portal?’
Twilight kissed her, and that was answer enough.