It was a summer’s day in the Pegasus kingdom of Zephyr Heights, things more hustle in bustle in the castle than usual. “What’s going on?” Princess Zipp inquires curiously of her royal nurse. “Where are mom and dad?”
“You’re going to be a big sister soon, Princess Zephyrina,” responds the nurse, a pony named Adora Dash, with a smile as she lifts the young princess onto her back. “Come on, it’s time for some fresh air.” The two then head outside and to the old abandoned Cloudsdale Wonderbolt Barrack Ruins, one of Zipp’s favorite places to explore.
“How do you know this place?” Zipp inquires curiously of her nurse. “You’ve still never told me.”
“Simple,” responds the mare Adora Dash with a smile. “Rainbow and Soaren are my great grandparents so I’ve heard stories.” She watches on as the young princess plays amongst the rubble.
Meanwhile in the castle walls, in the maternity hall, the queen finally gives birth to her second daughter. “What’s wrong with her wings?” She inquires of the medical staff with concern in her voice and tears in her eyes.
“Her wings didn’t fully form, your Majesty, I’m sorry, but it’s likely she’ll never be able to fly,” responds the royal doctor at last. “Other than that, she is a healthy filly.” He then leaves the room at last, leaving Queen Haven alone with her husband the King and their newborn daughter.
Haven looks over at the newborn filly before her with a sigh, a sadness still in her eyes and in her tone of voice. “Armistice, you heard them, she’ll never be able to fly. Just look at her wings, they’re broken, small.”
“Yes, I know Haven, I can see that too,” responds the King with a sigh as he scoops up his daughter in his wings and rocks her. “We can focus on getting her the help she needs as she gets older, promise, now can we please just settle on a name for our new daughter?”
“Pipsqueak Petals suits, don’t you think?” Inquires Haven with a smile as she watches her husband rock their newborn, an adoring smile on his face all the while.
“Yes, but Pipp for short,” responds King Armistice with a smile as he continues to look lovingly, admiringly at his daughter. “Deal?”
“Yes, deal,” responds Queen Haven with a sigh as she finally takes her newborn from her husband at last and holds her in her own hooves, “deal.”
An hour later, Zipp and her nurse, Adora, return to the castle and go to the maternity ward where Zipp is soon introduced to her little sister. “Why are her wings so small, mom? Dad?” Inquires the curious white furred princess.
“They didn’t form properly, that’s all,” responds Queen Haven with a sigh.
“Okay,” responds Zipp once more with a nod, doing her best to understand. “So she can’t fly ever?”
“Yes, that’s right,” responds Queen Haven with a nod and a sigh as tears fill her eyes, “that’s right.”
“Zipp, do you want to hold your sister, Pipp?” Armistice then inquires, trying to break the tension in the air.
“Sure,” responds Zipp with a nod as she climbs up into her mother’s lap, “sure.” She then awaits with open hooves as Haven helps her hold little Pipp. Zipp smiles as she looks up at her mom. “She’s so pretty, momma.”
“Yes, she is,” responds Queen Haven with a nod and a smile, “she is. You’re right, Zephyrina.”
“I’m going to protect you no matter what,” Zipp then quietly whispers into her little sister’s ear, “that’s a promise… that’s a promise…”