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// Chapter 1  
// Story: Maybe it... 
// by Fat1thatyoulove 
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Maybes are not always promises

Chapter 1 – Good morning and I'll see you when the sun rises

Your mind is blank and the only noise that seems to seep into its colorless void is a faint sound of a voice, but the call seems too distinct to focus on and your minds dullness continues on. The seals from the world are still in there comatose state as your mind begins to fill with a stomach turning pain running through your head.

But the pain that was rolling in your mind and around your face is replaced. Your eyes are still closed as the new feeling overtakes you, and strangely the desire or need to open them is still escaping you. The warm feeling that has started on the tip of your nose almost like an itch is now the only thing your dim mind focuses on.

Although with every passing moment the itch and warmth that now is moving across your body is starting to make you stir. After a few moments you instinctively twitch your nose and bring your hoof up it and rub it against its fur.

As you do this you feel the warmth from the covers trace the motion all the way up to your snot. The moment the cold bottom part of your hoof reaches the tips of the fur on your nose your mind wakes up and you're flooded with the return of a sharp pain in the back of your head.

Your eyes burst from their dormant position as you stare up at the ceiling, "ow!"

The wood patterns in the ceiling are a blur and the only thing you can truly see is a mix of colors. You blink your eyes frantically, still trying not to move your head on the pillow. But the hooves against your closed eyes bring more than just focus to the room; No, as the room becomes clear your mind starts up in a scream with the memory of why your head hurts. "VIOLET!"

By the time the words are a warm expelled breath of air in front of you, your hooves have already become planted on the wood grained floor. Your stance is wobbly and the pain in the back of your head is roaring into your ears. But all of this is put aside as your eyes quickly snap onto the empty gold and white crib, a fear sits in your stomach alongside the now brought forth question you exclaim out loud, "Why was I in bed?"

Your legs quickly find your balance as you walk over to the crib, the pink blanket and soft blue sheets are folded nicely with a small white pillow laying on them.

"Twilight! Twilight!!" You break out into a gallop out of the room as you call her name.

You feel the tingling warm feeling on the tip of your snout every time you swing your head back and forth as you look down the hallway on your right and then towards the stairs on your left; as you call her name through the unresponsive house.

"Twili...-" Your voice is cut off as your head swings back to the bottom of the stairs.

"Um...good morning?"

Your breathing is heavy as you're taken off guard by her perfectly brushed mane and confused stare she is giving you. Your quick down the stairs and you stammer to talk, "Twilight! Where's Violet! What happened?"

She gives a little giggle as she turns back into the main library.
"It’s not a joke where is she!" You cut her path off as you gallop in front of her.

She stares at you still with a completely confused expression, "You must have hit your head harder than I thought yesterday."

Your breathing is a heavy and slowing pace which is in complete contrast to your mind, which is being run at high speed trying to understand what she said, hit my head? I got dropped by a changeling?...you stiffen your stance as you look at the lavender mare in front of you.

"Are you ok?"

Her squinting gaze carries a concerned look which starts to bring your speech back to you.
"Twilight...where's Violet?"

Twilight blinks at you for a second almost a little hesitant to talk.

"Twilight?" Your eyes squint as you anxiously wait for her to talk.

She holds her hoof up to something behind you as she talks in a low sweet voice, "She’s eating breakfast....tell me, how many hooves am I holding up?"

You swallow hard as you stare at the lavender mare in front of you, there’s no way that was a dream last night...there’s no way I fell on something...After a few seconds of an awkward stare you slowly bring your head and body to turn and face the direction of her hoof.

All your thoughts pause for a moment as your eyes meet the light purple filly holding a bottle to her mouth as she looks around the room aimlessly.

A smile bitter sweet smile crosses your face as you think, either I’m crazy or my father protection needs a tweak. You look back to Twilight with a giggle smile as you talk, "She’s ok."

Twilight nods her head as she gives you a look over, "yes....but I don’t think you are.?"

You nod your head which brings another tingling sensation to the tip of your snout, you rub your hoof against it before you turn and walk over to the little filly, "Hey, Violet...how are you."

The little fillies blue eyes lock on to you as you make your way across the room, she is still sucking down the small bottle as you reach the edge of her high chair and run your hoof over her mane. But the smile you have held comes to a halt as you rub your hoof through her mane...the high chair was broke yesterday...you swallow hard as you rub your hoof over the filly.

Violet focuses on you as the bottle starts to become empty.

You turn back to the spot where Twilight was standing only a moment ago. As your eye’s meet her she gives you a sweet smile as she walks over to where you both stand, “We should probably take you to Doctor Stable.”

You give a smile as you nod your head and look at the ground, “Ya...” You bring your head up as you look over Twilight, “Twilight...I love you.”

Her sweet smile fades as she takes on a more serious tone, “Its wasn’t your fault....