//------------------------------//
// Chapter Sixty Seven: Of Mothers and Daughters 
// Story: Trixie is Pregnant and It's Twilight's Problem 
// by TheCrimsonDM 
//------------------------------//


Trixie is pregnant:



Chapter Sixty Seven: Of Mothers and Daughters



 


Celestia stood there staring down at Trixie and Twilight. They had gotten them back into the library tree that Twilight called a home and Celestia was mostly just confused as to exactly what happened. Looking at them she also felt perhaps a little something else stirring in her loins. It wasn't her fault. Twilight and Trixie sat there soaking wet and sticky. Their fur was matted down and shiny from all the bubble residue, Trixie’s mane in particular was rather beautiful when wet. Though Twilight's wasn't bad either. 

Celestia was currently using a towel to try and clean their faces at least. One towel for each of them. "So, you were making bubbles with your horn because?"

Trixie groaned. "Because Trixie is bored and Twilight was being sad."

Twilight snapped. "Was not."

Trixie scoffed. "Was too."

"Was not."

"Was too."

Twilight glared at the towel in front of her. "Was, not.”

Trixie hummed. "Was not."

Twilight nearly shouted. "Was too!"

Trixie merely smiled. "Okay, have it your way love."

Twilight laughed. "Good, now that we're... oh my Celestia, I just fell for that."

Celestia and Trixie shared a laugh at Twilight's expense. Twilight joined in a moment later. As the three of them were filled with bubbly laughter, Celestia was still left with a bubbly question. "So, you made bubbles. A lot of bubbles. I actually was not aware you could use that much magic."

With Trixie's face now dry, Celestia moved onto her mane. She did the same for Twilight. Trixie let out a sigh. "Trixie was not aware either. She just sort of started having fun and then it got out of control."

Celestia smiled. It was still deep inside of her after all. The secret power that Trixie had locked away, her hidden potential. This was a good thing, because it meant that perhaps one day, far in the future perhaps, but one day for sure, she could help Trixie unlock her full potential. Her full magic, and become the mare she was meant to be. After all this was Celestia's daughter and she was going to turn her into an alicorn somehow. Looking over at Twilight, Celestia had the same idea there too, but that was delayed.

"Twilight, have you been studying any good books lately?"

Twilight shook her head. "No."

Trixie giggled. "But she's been studying bad ones."

Twilight's eyes widened. "Trixie hush, she doesn’t need to know that."

Celestia giggled. "OH come now, I'm practically your mother, Twilight."

Twilight glared at her. "And you shouldn't be the one to be talking about mothers to me."

Celestia felt a small pain her chest from that. "Twilight, just tell me what you've been reading. Please."

She moved the towels down to their chests now that their heads were dry. Dry but still sticky. It made her think of the last time Celestia and Luna had worked together to... use a mare. The mess left behind was more than the servants had asked for and at least one of them quit on the spot. At the very least that mare had been pleasured beyond her wildest dreams. Oh, good times.

Twilight let out a sigh. "Fine... I've been reading up on how to sexually please pregnant mares."

Celestia raised an eyebrow. "That's the naughty book you've been reading? Twilight, seriously that's just educational material, and here I thought you were looking at porn."

Trixie shrugged. "She has some but its rather vanilla. Trixie's porn is better, its all about moms and their daughters."

The towel cleaning Trixie dropped to the floor. Celestia’s eyes widened. "I... you do?"

Trixie nodded. "Trixie did not experience a relationship with her mother. So perhaps she finds the idea attractive? Trixie would love to have met her mom at least once."

Celestia's heart felt like it was stabbing with pain, like needles were protruding from her heart and stabbing into her organs. "I thought you didn't like your parents."

"No, Trixie doesn't like her father. He is a jerk, and does not deserve her attention."

Celestia picked up the towel in her golden aura and got to work in cleaning her some more. Celestia had to think about that. He mind drifting back in time to old memories, ones that influenced her current life, her choices, and her decisions.


***


Celestia lay in her bedroom. She had to take a vacation for the last couple months of her pregnancy, but considering her height, and her obsession with cake, she had managed to work through most of the pregnancy without anyone knowing any difference. Of course her partner who had helped create the foal was nowhere to be found, he was a fling, a one time thing but he had not wanted anything to do with this. 

She figured he would at least want the fame that came from having a daughter that would one day be crowned as a princess. Yet even that had only seemed to scare him away. Well she didn't need him. She didn't need him at all.

All she needed were those around her. Which included her faithful student. She looked over at the stallion, his gray fur was covered in scar tissue, fresh scars that were from the attack of the ursa major, the one he had scarified everything to kill... the one that killed his family.

He was sitting next to her. Holding the smallest bundle of life she'd ever seen. Wrapped up in a lavender cloth with yellow trim. a tiny blue face poked out of it, eyes closed and sleeping. He was wearing the biggest smile she'd ever seen since he had his daughter. "She's beautiful."

Celestia looked down at her baby girl. "She is. She's so beautiful."

Shadow Heart looked up at her. "Have you thought of a name yet?"

Celestia looked down at the tiny blue creature he held so gently. "I had thought about naming her Luna."

"Luna... Luna... oh as in your sister?"

"Yes, but my sister is far, far away. I do not wish to curse her with that name." Celestia's memories of her sister Luna. Of the fateful battle that had her sealed on the moon for an eternity, lost away from Celestia forever... one day. One day she would free her sister, she would have too. Even if Luna returned as Nightmare Moon, even if Nightmare Moon killed her, she couldn't keep her sister locked away forever. Her guilt would destroy her.

Shadow Heart's voice came out gentle. "Do you want to hold her again?"

Celestia nodded. "Please."

Shadow Heart carefully handed the tiny foal to Celestia. In her giant legs the foal was so small, so tiny. She was such a fragile little thing, her slumbering face so beautiful it reminded her of the moon. Reminded her of Luna. Celestia giggled softly as she came up with an idea. "Trixie Lulamoon."

Shadow Heart purred. "That's a lovely name."

Celestia thought back to the last time she had a foal. It was centuries ago. So, so long ago. She had thought she could keep her secret and safe. To live a double life with her baby. Then one day there was an accident, her daughter had been lost in a house collapse. There was no evidence to point to foul play, but she had had her suspicions about a particular noble who wanted more power than he was worth. A king of some gem eyed pegasai. 

Well she didn't actively seek revenge, but when the changeling horde arrived, she may have arrived later than was strictly possible... no, she couldn’t take grim satisfaction in watching him lose everything he loved, he knew, he held dear. An entire species was wiped out that day. She had arrived late but it was not on purpose, the changelings were smart and had fooled her into thinking the threat was elsewhere.

Celestia glanced at Shadow Heart. Her horn lit up and a golden aura covered him. He shivered but once it was gone he relaxed. "You are indeed you."

He nodded. "Good call. Please, check me with that changeling detection spell anytime I should leave your sight."

She looked down at her baby. The worst possible fate she could ever imagine was something happening to her baby... She glanced at Shadow heart who had recently lost his own family.

"Shadow Heart, I need your advice. I've always needed your advice but never needed it more than I do now."

He looked at her. "I know what you’re about to ask, Celestia I would be honored to help out. Yet, if I took the child as my own, raised her myself, someone would know. They would assume I was the father."

She shivered again. "Well I suppose that is the advice I needed."

"And the shadow cult are still seeking a way to free their moon goddess."

"Yes, I know."

He looked at the tiny foal once more. "I know a way to keep her safe. The same way you did with the last one."

"She lived a happy life, never knowing me... yet I watched her, every step of the way. I watched her have kids, her kids have kids." Celestia looked up at the ceiling of the room she was in. Far, far away from the castle, form civilization. "Yes, you are right. This will work. Shadow Heart, take her, please and do not tell me where she goes... I... I can’t know."

He reached out and squeezed her shoulder. "I will, and I will keep an eye on her. When she is eighteen, I will tell you where she is, and then you can decide if you would like to reveal yourself to her at that time."

She nodded. "Thank you, Shadow Heart."

Shadow Heart took her baby from him. That was the last time she would see Trixie again for some time. The next time she saw Trixie though, she would recognize her on the spot.


***


Years had passed since the events that forced Celestia into wiping the memories of her daughters. Her adopted daughter Twilight and her birth daughter Trixie. it had pained her. It was even worse to know that Shadow Heart had taken her baby and taught her the ways of darkness. To combat it or not, he had still betrayed her trust, betrayed it in such a way she might never forgive him for. She turned him loose in the darkness to search for a book, one that would force her children into alicorns when she felt the time was right for their evolution. That way nopony could hurt them ever again.

The memories were strong though, even as she stood there staring at the sun as it set for what might very well be the last time over the world of Equestria. At the very moment her student Twilight, her adopted baby girl was out there making new friends for the first time, and being a crazy silly pony trying to prepare for the end of the world. The end that Celestia couldn't dare tell her the truth too.

Nightmare Moon would be freed. But not by some mystical folk lore or legend. No, she would be free because Celestia had made a mistake.

She stood on a lone grass hill watching the sunset. Behind her was a mare wearing a hooded cloak. A fragile and frail mare, one that would be easy to snuff out the light of. She had certainly considered it multiple times in the past hour, yet she had not done so.

Celestia spoke. "So... you will spare her if I free your goddess."

The mare spoke with a cold voice absent of emotion. "The moon goddess shall be free. If you free her now, your daughter will live. If you fail too, she will be freed later, but at the cost of her life. Trixie will die."

Celestia cursed her luck. This was the kind of thing that Shadow Heart was here to prevent, he was always stopping these threats before they became real. She wasn't cut out for this anymore. The sun was only just barely a blip on the horizon now. Celestia's horn lit up. "I will do this. I only have one request to ask after you spare her."

"You are in no position to make requests."

"I think I am, without me your goddess will never be free no matter how many of my children your cult kills."

The mare frowned. "What is your request, make it reasonable."

Celestia's horn lit up bright. The sun vanished from the sky and the moon appeared. the image of the mare's face in it vanished and the air around her grew suddenly very, very cold. "Please, kill all the members of this dangerous shadow cult."

The mare hissed. "This will not happen."

Celestia chuckled. "i wasn’t asking you."

The mare replied. "Have you lost it? We are the only ones here."

A deep, succulent voice purred from behind both of them. "Deer sister, you free me and ask me to murder some evil cult that threatens the safety of my world? No, let me rephrase that. You are giving me the gift of slaughter. I think I will take you up on your promise. My niece will be safe, these silly cultists don't realize that by threatening your daughter, they put my family at risk."

Celestia smiled and closed her eyes. "Thank you, Luna... I love you, and I'm sorry."

Luna laughed. "No amount or love or apologies will free you from me. Now go to your sun, be locked there for a thousand years. I will keep my niece safe in the meantime."

The hooded mare let out a sharp scream of pain as a shadow passed over her. Am moment later she was gone. Never to be seen again.

Celestia let out a sigh as the shadow them moved her. "I'm sorry, Twilight. Trixie. I hope you both live happy lives in the moonlight."


***


Celestia stood there staring at Trixie. The memories of her past had washed over her, leaving her with the knowledge of why she kept her secrets, but also of how futile they were in the long run. Trixie looked up at her, confused and concerned. "Celestia? is everything okay? You’re crying."

Celestia sniffled and wiped a wing at her face clearing it of the tears. "Trixie, I am so very, very sorry for all that I've done to hurt you. I cannot hide my shame anymore."

Twilight reached out with a hoof but Celestia took a step away. "Celestia?"

Celestia spoke quietly. "Trixie Lula moon, your mother isn't dead. Your birth mother is alive, and she loves you very, very much. She may be a coward, she may be a traitor to her own blasted kingdom. But she loves you... I love you."

Trixie blinked. Slowly she began to understand. Her eyes widened. "A-are you trying to tell Trixie, that you, Princess Celestia... are Trixie’s mom? My mommy?"

Celestia whimpered. "Yes..."