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// Chapter 2 
// Story: Silly Little Filly 
// by EnderBlaze 
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Celestia stared at the floor in shock. She had completely forgotten how messy foals could be during lunch. Celestia rolled her eyes and levitated the scraps off the floor that used to be her food, and placed it into a trash can. Who knew a banana could bounce so far? Also, Celestia had yet to find her potato.

But Twilight did. After she nuked lunch, Twilight galloped after the careening potato out of curiosity and excitement. She chased it into a hall, and once she caught up with it, Twilight pounced! She landed atop the spud as planned, but moments later her momentum betrayed her, sending the filly past the potato and into the wall. Twilight stood up and shook her head. The potato had tripped her! How dare it! Twilight paced back and fourth in front of the treacherous vegetable. She stopped and growled softly.

Celestia walked into the hall to find Twilight staring down her potato... Celestia rolled her eyes and levitated it away from her, and took a small bite. Twilight grinned evilly. Celestia raised an eyebrow. What was that all about?

Celestia picked Twilight up and moved her out of the hall, and onto a couch. She was dreading this talk, but Twilight had to know. You can't keep secrets like these for very long without harming the pony in question. Celestia took a deep breath, and hesitantly began.

"Look Twilight... after you went asleep, I lied down next to you  to for a moment to make sure you were asleep. Once I was certain, I called for a few royal guards and had them quickly search the castle. Nopony was found, but we did find some lingering traces of magic from somepony teleporting in and out of the castle."

Celestia paused. That was the easy part. Twilight seemed to not really care, but politely listened anyway. How could she tell this to such an innocent foal? She thought for a moment as to how to break it to the young filly. What was Twilight going to think of her? Would she be happy in the end? No, she will, and it must be said no matter what.

"The magic left behind was from a strong unicorn, not very well trained, but full of raw power. Because of this, I was able to identify whom it belonged to. Twilight, that pony was your mother."

Twilight perked up at this, disinterest replaced by excitement. She giggled, and wondered how long till she was home. Mommy had said she would be back soon after all.

Celestia cringed. Did Twilight think this was just a sleepover of some sort? Was she expecting to be back with her mom soon? The reality of the situation made the next words all the more difficult. Nonetheless, eventually Twilight would find out, best get over the grief now. 

"Twilight, your mother is... She's..."

Celestia couldn't do this! No, she must. But... Maybe she could lessen the blow a little...

"She left for Manehattan. She said she loves you very much, and that she would miss you. I told her I could take care of you for a while, but not forever."

Twilight pondered this for a minute, beginning to show signs of sadness. Celestia hated lying to foals, but the truth would be ten times worst. When the royal guards had located Twilight mother, she was in an alleyway. Dead. The autopsy reported that she had died of Influenza. It's a miracle Twilight wasn't infected. A few ponies speculate that the disease is what drove the mother to abandon her child. 

Twilight had grown up alongside her mother in the streets, and in effect, never learned to read or write. She didn't have the necessary resources to learn how to talk, but could understand others quite nicely from listening to conversations ponies had as they walked by her.

Celestia was no longer surprised by her walking problem. It's extremely hard to develop much muscle without the nutrients. Which is also a question that was brought up by a royal guard. Twilight's mother's corpse was extremely thin, yet Twilight seemed fine, although still very skinny. Twilight's mother had probably fed Twilight all the food she had for a few Weeks, slowly wasting away herself. Where did she get the food? That question was answered rather rapidly. A shop was nearby, and the managed said the she had seen a pony digging through her trash occasionally.

Celestia brought herself out of her thoughts, and looked down to see Twilight looking back up at her with watery eyes. She clearly wanted her mom back. Celestia smiled. Although fake, it still helped her go on. It would help Twilight cope with the horrible grief that was inevitable.

"Twilight, like I said before, I can't take care of you forever. It's been a few days and I have had time, but that will end tomorrow. I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to find somepony else to take care of you."

Twilight sniffed. She didn't understand! What did this all mean? Why was mommy gone, and why did she have to go live with strangers? Twilight felt cornered. Wouldn't her mom be sad and miss her? Unless... She didn't miss her. Yes, that was why she left her here...

"You can have fun with them, and they will love you Twilight. It will be okay, I promise."

Twilight finally let loose and began crying. She ran up to Celestia and buried her head against her, whimpering. It was all too much for Twilight. Her world was crashing down...

"You're alright Twilight, everything will be okay."



Celestia glanced down at Twilight, who was waving to ponies she saw as they walked. Celestia, of course, had to balance her occasionally, as Twilight was still very weak and wobbled a little when she raised a hoof off the ground. Some of the ponies waved back, but others simply bowed in the presence of Celestia.

Finally, Celestia, Twilight, and a few royal guards arrived. Twilight came through the door, following Celestia, and Twilight shied away from the guards who came behind her.

"Hello ma'am. I would like to file this foal for adoption."
Celestia said to the pony in the adoption center. Twilight began quivering, what was this place?

"Alright. May I ask why, princess?"

"Yes, I found her outside my room. We speculate that somepony left her in hopes that she finds her way to a better home."

"Okay. Name?"

"Twilight."

"Last name?" 

"I am not sure."

Celestia sat down to look over the many documents associated with adoption. She filled them out, and began a lengthy conversation with various ponies working at the adoption agency. Once she was done, Celestia waved goodbye to Twilight, who seemed confused as ever, but a pony was talking to her in a soothing tone, which was slowly helping her calm down. Celestia knew she was in good hooves.

"We will be sure to find Twilight a better home. Good day princess."

"As for you."

Celestia nodded at the receptionist and sighed. She would miss Twilight. The foal in question began hyperventilating as the pony talking to her started leading her into another room. 

She just hoped Twilight would be okay.