~2 weeks later~
“Ch-ch-CHANCE!” Vinyls voice squeaked out. She was in the bathroom, the smell of Chance’s cooking wafting into the room. “CHANCE NOW!” she was worried and anxious all clearly audible in her tone.
“What’s the pro-“ Chance says as he walks into the bathroom. It’s then that he spies the vomit in the toilet with Vinyl hunched over it. “Oh my god you’re sick, do you need me to get you anything, tissues, a toothbrush…” Chance continues as Vinyl tries to get his attention.
“Chance… Chance… CHANCE I’M NOT BUCKING SICK!” Vinyl was about to snap at him and a silence encompassed the room.
After about two minutes of silence Chance piped up. “If you’re not sick then what’s the problem?” He had a puzzled look on his face.
“Chance, I think, I mean I know, I mean I am…” Vinyl starts but her voice drifts off.
“You are, what Vinyl please what’s wrong?” He walks over wrapping a hoof around her shoulder.
“Chance, I’m pregnant, I’m bucking pregnant! What should we do?” she sobs into his chest as a mortified look sweeps over Chance’s face. How did this happen. I saw the Cake’s foals earlier how are we going to handle this?
“Hay don’t sweat it, I’ll get a better job and we can look into drawing some money from the bank and friends and buy a house.” He looks down into her tear filled eyes knowing that his comfort isn’t helping.
“But Chance,” she sniffles and wipes the tears out of her eyes. “I’ve never lived in one place for more than a month, the only work I know is late night parties and drinking. I am not afraid that you’ll be great to our foal I’m worried about me being-“
“Well don’t be.” A reassuring smile brings the first expression of joy to Vinyl’s face since she woke up this morning. “This is…” he pauses and searches for his words choosing them carefully. “This is a great thing to happen to us. This foal will be the mortar that binds us together, the polish that shines are feelings, and the light that reflects off of us. This is the best thing Celestia could have ever done for us. These past two weeks have been the greatest time in my life and with any other mare this would have made me worry so soon,” He looks at her and notices that the expression on her face has moved from terror to amorous. “But with you I feel it couldn’t have come sooner.
“Chance, thank you. You are going to be the greatest father a foal could have.” With that Vinyl places an affectionate kiss on his lips. “So do you wanna eat I’m starving.” She smiles at him.
“Sure but let’s go out, you deserve something to eat, in other words the eggs are probably burned by now.” Chance helps Vinyl up and grabs his wallet a joking tone in his voice as he tries to lighten the mood and cheer up Vinyl.
The two walk to sugar cube corner, Chance is more anxious than usual. He does not focus on anything for much more than ten seconds. He also has distanced himself from Vinyl slightly. She doesn’t pay much mind to it however. Chance stops at Daisy’s stand and purchases a daisy, which he places in Vinyl’s mane.
“Chance you seem nervous is everything alright?” Vinyl finally asks the question that has been nagging at her for the past five minutes.
He sighs, “Fine… everything is fine.” His eyes never make contact with Vinyl.
Vinyl and Chance walk into the diner that is empty except for the two ponies who are running it.
“Back so soon?” Mrs. Cake says as she walks over and seats them.
“Ya, I’m pregnant!” Vinyl says excitedly as both her and Mrs. Cake’s eyes turn to Chance who avoids their gaze. A moment passes where all three of them remain stationary.
“Well congratulations you two, you’ll make great parents and a cute couple.” Mrs. Cake smiles. “So what can I get you?”
“A cake and a milkshake for me.” Vinyl smiles back.
“I see you’re already eating more that’s the sign of a healthy baby.” Mrs. Cake winks at Vinyl. “And you sir?”
“Just some hayfires please.”
“Okay I’ll be back in a minute.” She leaves.
“Hey, are you sure you’re okay you’ve been acting really weird since we left the apartment?” Vinyl says each word weighed down with a sense of concern.
“No, no I’m fine. Just eat up.” Chance replies as he sees the food coming back.
“That was quick Mrs. Cake, thank you.” Vinyl says cheerfully.
“No problem at all dear, you are the only two here after all.”
The food was fresh, steam coming off of Chance’s hayfries. Vinyl digs into her cake and takes a sip of Milkshake.
“Wow, this is really good. I don’t know if I’ve never had one of Mrs. Cakes’s cakes before or if it’s the baby but…” Her sentence is cut off short as she shoves another bite into her mouth. “Ya wont sum?” Vinyl says as she motions towards the cake.
“No, I’ll just eat these, it’s not like I’m have a… foal inside of me.”
The remark throws Vinyl off but she ignores it and continues to eat in silence. Chance pushes around the hayfries more than he eats them.
“Hey, Chance are you going to eat those?” Vinyl points to his fires.
“No go ahead here.” He starts to pick it up but Vinyl has already levitated it over in front of her.
“Thanks.” She shows her gratitude by promptly taking a large mouthful of the hay fires.
The next morning, Vinyl wakes up. A note and a rose are on the pillow beside her. She reaches for it and as she opens it she begins to sob.
Dear Vinyl,
I’m sorry I have to leave you like this but the commitment of a foal is too much for me. I have left you most of my bits and a deed to a nice house in Ponyville. I hope that you forgive me. I’m sure you’ll be a great mother but this foal, and you deserve a better me. I don’t know if I will ever see you again but I hope that one day, in the future, I will be able to see our foal grown up.
The greatest of apologies and much love,
Chance-a-lot