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// Mousdad. 
// Story: Bros in Equestria 
// by Mandroid 
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 Year 1157 in Equestria.
	


The sun was beating down on your face as you slept. Or at least, it was trying to. Hard to get through the window when there's a corkboard covering it.
Hah. Screw you Celestia.
You threw your feet off the edge of the bed and stretched, releasing several pops throughout the room. You stood and started your walk to the kitchen. The rest of your apartment was dressed in similar lighting to your room, with thick sheets covering the windows and only allowing slits of light in.
What can you say? You were not a morning person.
You poured yourself some cereal and threw your coffee into the contraption Anon had rigged up for you on your last birthday. Your eyes scanned the living room.
He should be out by now...
"BOY! BREAKFAST!" you shout.
You heard a body hit the floor from some height.
The door adjacent yours opens. "Dad?"
"Food."
A small hybrid of bird and lion walked out of the shadows closer to you. "Dad, it's too early."
"School is in an hour, Eitri."
Eitri groans. "Dad, it's summer!"
What?
"Huh?"
You walk over to the window and throw the sheet back. Sure enough. Your neighbors all had their windows open, many had laundry drying outside.
"How the fuck long has it been summer!?" you shout.
"About a month..." Eitri says.
Fucking old age.
You heard a yawn over your shoulder. "I'm going back to bed..."
Oh hell naw.
"Hold up there, poozer. When I was a kid we didn't get to sleep till noon until the last week of June." you say.
Liar.
Shut it.
You point to his room. "Wash up, come out, and eat. We'll figure out something to do."
Eitri groans again. "Daaaaad..."
"Now."
Eitri grunts and heads back into his room.
You don't know what your mom was so on about, parenting is easy.

You and Eitri sat at the table eating your breakfast. He was munching down on some bacon you had grilled up for him. It was nice to hear him calling you dad on instinct now.
It had been... what? Five years since you took him in?
You still remember when you met him. He had stolen some fruit or something and hidden behind you when the guards chased him. Shit, but had he looked scared.
Luckily, you were you. A simple "He's with me." was enough to scare the guards off.
After taking him away and getting a meal in him, he had relented and stayed with you for the night, saying that he would be gone in the morning. A day turned to a week turned to a month turned to you sending him to school.
Fucked if your Griffin kid was gonna be a moron.
Eitri sat silently stabbing his bacon with a fork.
"Eat it. I don't want you passing out when you do stuff today." you say.
Eitri glanced up at you. "Dad, do I have a mom?"
Damn.
"Every living thing has a mom, Eitri."
He puts down his fork and glares at you. "You know what I mean."
You sigh and lean back. "You mean a mare who lives with me."
Eitri crosses his arms and nods.
...Fuck.
"I guess you had one a long time ago...but she died."
Eitri swallows some bacon. "How long ago?"
Your eyes meet his. "Very long."
He seems to understand that he won't be getting an answer and goes back to his meal. "What was she like?" he asks.
Shit, you weren't planning on a trip down memory lane.
"She was...the best. She was fiery, and smart, and kind...you'd have liked her." You look up and see Eitri smiling. "And she'd have liked you too."
Eitri smiles as he eats his breakfast.
"You wanna go see her?" you ask.
Eitri's eyes snap up to you. "We can do that?"
"Yeah, had her buried in the royal gardens. We can see her any time.
Eitri twiddles his talons a bit. "That could be cool."
Atta boy.

The two of you headed out after breakfast. Eitri complained about your ladder, why you installed it. Screw off, kid. We don't get robbed because of that ladder.
You made your way to the castle and walked in a beeline to the gardens.
There in the back was a small headstone with the words "Lived: 978-1084" carved on it. At the foot of the headstone rested a small pool of water, inside of which was a single lotus flower.
Eitri walked up to the headstone and looked around it. "There's no name."
You chuckle as you sit down.
Hey pretty pony...
"Her name was Lotus."
He dips his talon in the water. "Has that been here the whole time?"
"I change it once a week." you say.
Eitri walked back over to you. "How long did you know her?"
"Eighty-three years."
Eitri's eyes widen at the number. "Was she your wife?"
"For a little while... she died right after we were married."
You hold up your bracelet arm. "I got her a matching one of these for her neck."
"What happened to it?" he asks.
You point at the grave. "She still has it."
Eitri is quiet for a little while.
"Dad, how old are you?"
...FUCK.
"Old, kid."
Eitri walks in front of you. "No Dad. I want to know. How old exactly are you?"
You can see from the look in his eye that Eitri isn't going to back down from this.
"Dammit..." you sigh out.
You lean back a bit and start counting. "I am...One thousand one hundred and eighty three years old."
Eitri is left speechless. You had told him that you were one of the oldest things he'd ever see and why, but no specifics.
Eitri just looks at the grave. "Must be nice..."
"It has its ups and downs..."
"And Uncle Anon has been with you the entire time?"
"That and more, poozer."
Eitri turns his head up to you. "What's it like, dad?"
Oh here we go...
"It's...life. It's rough sometimes. It's great sometimes. I have my good days and my bad."
You reach out and ruffle the feathers on his head.  "But I'm dealing."
"And you don't get sad because mom isn't around?"
"Mom"?
Heh. This kid.
"Can't be sad. Gotta look out for you, poozer."
Eitri swings his talons at you as you continue to ruffle his head. "So all you do is look out for ponies?"
"Gotta do something to keep from going crazy."
"Who?"
"Oh you know. You, Uncle Anon, the entire city if I'm feeling like it.
"Everyone?" Eitri asks.
"Every last one."
Eitri and you sit there for a while. "Thanks for bringing me out here, dad." he says.
"No problem, kid. I always like to come here."
Eitri has a smile on his beak.
"Wanna go have some fun?" you ask.
Now that smile is twice its size." "Yeah!"
"Wanna go mess with Celestia?"
"YEAH!"
You ruffle his feathers. "Atta boy."
Eitri shoots off into the sky as you prepare to give chase.
You pause for a moment and brush your hand along the face of the headstone. "See you in a week, babe."
With that, you run out of the garden. She would have loved him...