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// Chapter 2  
// Story: Maybes are not always promises 
// by Fat1thatyoulove 
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Chapter 2

The annoyed half smile that you hold as you look around the plain colored walls over the hospital patient room only help to fuel your anxiousness to leave...well that and the uncomfortable chairs.

Twilight struggles to hold the squirming Violet as they both sit on the patient bed. Violet has her careless baby smile as she continues to try and wiggle her way out of Twilights grip, "Violet..." Her sentence is cut up as she moves her head to try and avoid the tiny unicorns horn, "...Stop." ..."Moving."

You give a slight smile to her as you think about how lucky she is to not have to worry about anyo-anypony.

"You want down?" You smile to the little filly as you talk in a low voice.

Violet stops moving as she wiggles her legs to the ground with a loud happy wheezing sound. Twilight gives a look to the ground like its lava or something and hesitates to lower the little filly down.

"She can't get hurt in a doctor’s office." You look around the room for any sign of object that could be knocked over as you reassure yourself to your statement.

Twilight reluctantly nods as she lowers the little filly to the ground.

At first Violet sits up with her diaper bottom resting on the checker like brown and light brown tile floor. Her light purple coat and bright white diaper make her stand out from the ground as you give a little smile to her baby like O face as she look up to Twilight's hanging head over her.

But the moment of confusion doesn't last long as Violet pushes up on her front legs and stands with a happy open mouth.

Her stand is a little shaky and her little tail that matches her mixed hair poking straight up from the hole in the diaper. She kicks her back legs up as she starts to almost hop around the room.

You and Twilight both give a long happy sigh as you watch her hop around the room with her small patch of mane flopping playfully. Her playful moment doesn't get to last long as you hear a voice coming from the behind the door. "Come her Violet." You stand up and move to pick up the little filly but she turns to see your advance and gets away from you.

As she playfully hop-gallops from you the door opens to doctor stable, "Well hello everypony."

You turn back to see Twilight scooping up the smiling little filly, so you return to your seat as Doctor Stable walks over to Twilight, "hello Doctor Stable."

The caramel stallion smiles to Violet as he talks, "And how are you doing?"

Violet wiggles her legs to him and lets out a low happy wheeze.

Twilight's friendly smile changes as she looks to the stallion.

"Well, it sounds like that medicine didn't help." He dips his muzzle into the lab coat that he wears on his upper body and pulls out the tiny little wooden plank thing that every doctor uses. It has always struck you as odd on how these ponies were so like humans, but this took the cake when you first saw it.

"Ok Violet say ahhhh." Stable eases the piece of wood into Violets mouth as he look inside the squirmy little filly. "Hmm."

You and Twilight both wait anxiously for him to talk as he pull the little tough pusher out of her mouth, "Well, there is still no sign of infection."

He shifts his gaze between you two as he talks, "You used all the potion right?"

"Yes."

You nod your head in agreement to Twilight as you watch Violet stick her tongue out and wipe it with her hooves. The motion brings a little smirk across your face but it’s quick to leave as you meet Twilights serious face.

Stable looks over the clipboard that he holds in his hoof as he starts to stammer, "Is there any coughing or increasing crying?"

Twilight's voice is low and serious as her adjectives Violet on to her seat, "That’s just it, she still hasn't cried like she should."

"And she doesn't cough." You add in as Twilight stops her sentence.

Stable taps his hoof to his mouth as he thinks, "And the only sound she seems to be able to make is a wheezing sound?"

You tense up as you listen to Twilight answer yes to the question. You watch Stables face turn a little more hard as you wait for him to talk.

Stable nods his head to Violet as she talks in a low voice, "Well...she did have an early birth. It’s possible that her larynx did not properly develop.

Twilight gives an emotionless nod to his comment as she rubs her head against the little fillies head.

You squint to the word as you think...the hell does that have to do with anything? You hold your hoof to Violet as you talk in a slightly shaky voice, "Is she ok?"

Stable looks at you a little confused as he nods, "Well, yes...she from what I understand has no problems walking and no other physical problems..."

You cut him off as you speak up, "What do you mean other? What's wrong with her? Is she sick?"

Stable and Twilight both hold their heads to you with a surprised expression.

You shift between them confused, "What?"

Stable clears his throat as he talks, "If Violet's larynx is not properly developed it may never fully develop."

Twilight again puts her head on the happy little filly as Stable stops talking.

You think about the word for a moment before you speak, "What does that mean? She can't cry? She has like asthma or something?"

Stable shakes his head to the word, "N-no she does not have as-muh."

You squint your eyes to his mispronunciation as he continues, "...She has a rare disorder that stops her from talking or making the normal sounds."

You’re silent as you try to understand the mix feelings you have. You're relieved and overjoyed that she does not have a major problem... but the feeling is mixed and clouded by the thoughts of never hearing your baby's voice.

Stable gives one last look to you both before he turns back to the door, "Twilight do bring Violet back in a few weeks just to make sure it was not an infection, it could be the potion takes some time to work."

Twilight nods her head as she rubs nuzzles Violets mane.

As the door closes you look back to the still smiling filly, you don't, really feel happy but just the notion of her happy smiling face is enough for you. You push back all your uneasy feelings as you talk to Twilight in a low and still not too sure voice, "Well at least she’s ok."

Twilight's ear flickers a little as your word hit her, "Fine?! How is that fine?"

Twilight's raised voice hits you a little off as you look to her. Sure Violet not being able to talk is a bad thing but you would rather that than have something wrong with her lungs or something like that. But you're unable to say this as you look as her sad expression as she continues, "How is this fine?"

Violet stops looking around the room and look up to Twilight with a blank baby clueless expression.

You squint at her a little annoyed at the tone as you talk, "Well she’s not dying? That’s good news."

Twilight leans her head back in a sarcastic tone as she talks, "OH, sure our baby can't talk and you're just fine with that."

You stare at her speechless for a moment.

She shakes her head as her voice starts to crack up a little, "I see how much you care." She sniffles at the end of her sentence as she wraps her hooves a little tighter around Violet.

You shake your head at her as you talk in an annoyed and raised voice, "I don't care because I’m happy she’s ok? That make you think I do...-"

Before you can finish she cuts you off, "No I th...-"

"NO-no I don't care because I’m happy Violet is going to...-"

"How many ponies do you know that can't talk!" She raises her voice over yours as she shoots her sentence at you.

You give another laugh as you shake your head, "Plenty, you know what they're called? Normal..." You blink some sense back into as you expel that last word, but it comes to late as Twilight's voice yells back to you, "NORMAL!? You think that!..."

Her voice is cut off by the low wheezing sound that finally breaks through from her lap.

You both bring your eyes to the little filly that sits on Twilight's lap and right in front of your view...Violets blue button like eyes have a red puffy like tent to them and her coat around her eyes are riddled with wet matted fur that trickle down to her chest coat...she looks like she has been crying since you two started the argument and neither one of you have noticed since now. Violets low little wheezing is more of a hyperventilating at this point, which is the only reason it’s loud enough to hear.

"Shhh, don't cry. Shhh." Twilight rubs her hoof across Violets mane trying to calm her but the little fillies mouth hangs open with the same low wheezing as the streams of tears continue to trace down her face.

You stand from your seat and turn to the door, the sight of her being sad is almost too much to bear and you can't keep looking at her. You bite against the inside of your lip as you begin your silent yelling to yourself for not noticing her and for not trying to stop the argument.

After a few seconds of staring at the wood grain door you turn back to Twilight and Violet, "Twilight I’m sorr...-"

She holds her hoof to you as she talks in a low voice, "I'll be outside in a minute."

You bring your eyes to the ground as you nod and turn back to the door. You have a mixed emotion about the news for Violet, but right now you're too busy kicking yourself to really think straight.

You close the door behind you as you stand in the dull hospital hallway alone.

End of chapter 2