Twilight would be foolish to think she was not powerful, she knew she had a lot of magic; the problem was something was blocking it all up inside of her waiting to get out. She knew her special talent was magic and just had to calm down, being able to control it at will would be a boon to her future and if it surged who knew what could happen to all the ponies around her.
She was standing in a room waiting for whatever exam they were to give her, she searched through many books on what kind of test they could give her. The only thing Twilight could hope for was that her magic didn’t spontaneously surge out of her control and that whatever the exam was, that it was not something ridiculously absurd.
Of the spells Twilight knew, she had levitation, light, hair color changing and hair type alteration. All of those spells were easy to cast. The first two she was getting better at constantly. She only got into lightening or darkening her natural hair color with the third spell and was careful with it because it was permanent for the first twenty three hours, until that time was up she couldn’t alter the color of that part of her mane or tail that was affected. She practiced that one carefully on sections of her own tail hair hoping her parents didn’t notice since it would be more noticeable on her mane and for some reason she was wary of them finding out she was messing with her natural hair color. The fourth spell felt strange and left her slightly wanting as it crimped, curled or straightened her hair out and led to applications for all kinds of hairstyles she could have. She even managed to get her hair to become angular but quickly undid it, because she really didn’t want to lose her usual practical mane style by magical accident.
Looking to her parents who were supportive of her endeavors, Twilight bit her bottom lip as they brought an object into the room. Twilight wondered what they were going to ask her to do with a dragon’s egg.
Twilight knew that researching magical animals that existed in their world might be helpful, who knew when she would run into whatever dangerous creature she may meet in her future. What were they going to ask her to do with that and why did the school have dragon eggs, weren’t dragons resistant to heat and magic? Most dragons could swim in lava with the exception of the likes of ice dragons.
One of the proctors for the entrance exam came up to Twilight.
“We want you to try as hard as you can to hatch this egg. We’ll tell you when to begin.” With that the proctor made her up the stairs and took her seat.
Twilight’s mind was reeling; they expected her to do what!? Really, wasn’t she too young to be having children at this stage? The thought that she couldn’t possibly be capable of hatching it never crossed her mind. She did want to one day have kids, but not like this. Why would they give ponies a test like this?
“Um, can I ask a quick question before we start?” A male proctor nodded at Twilights question to continue, the little filly didn’t disappoint. “What happens to the baby when I hatch it?”
“Good question, we’ll come to that if you can hatch it. In fact I’m willing to help pay for the first year of feeding it if you’re going to take it in and if you can even manage it.” The stallion proctor had seen so many arrogant little unicorns he couldn’t trot two steps backwards without running into one in the school. Though he did silently wondered why the filly cared what happened to the baby if it was hatched, was she actually thinking of her responsibility should she pull it off and that her words weren’t made in complete arrogance? Well at least she already has an idea that magic could backfire. “You may begin.”
Twilight focused her energy towards the egg; there were three basic things to understand about magic, they were power, focus and intent. So far she knew she was getting the intent to hatch it right, the only problem was despite her focus she wasn’t accessing her power quite as well. She started pushing to get more out of her horn, when a huge explosion went off behind her.
Much to her shock the feeling of danger jumpstarted her horn and almost overpowered her, instead she shifted some magic into her mind in hopes to accelerate her understanding of the situation. She needed to have her mind working over matter, horn overloading with magic, some kind of shockwave of rainbows was exploding outward in a concentric ring from a bright point of solid white light, her power blockage was fixed and she was still in the middle of her exam.
Now she knew everything that was going on.
First of all the rainbow thing was unimportant, except for the fact that it unblocked her magic by shock value. She knew she now had enough power to hatch the egg, but it was too much… she needed to bleed it all off in some way. This was most definitely not part of a test that an average eight year old pony was supposed to deal with.
An idea struck Twilight and she grinned to herself, well if she was going to go around hatching dragons… why not personalize this one using her magic to bleed the massive amounts of it off? She quickly made a mental checklist and of course magically applied it to the magic coursing through her to do the things she wanted. She always heard that birth was supposed to be painful, so far she only felt a slight itching sensation like her horn was about to explode painfully.
First off… gender.
Twilight missed her brother, but she didn’t want a son… she knew what having a brother was like already and if anything she wanted to know what having a little sister or daughter was like. So Twilight wanted to make it female of course.
Second off… appearance.
Twilight didn’t know what a tiny freshly hatched dragon was supposed to look like, but she wanted it to look partly like her or to even have a small part of her in it. She also wanted her daughter to have a mane to brush and play with. She knew dragons had scales so she decided to make them purple like her fur color, she decided that her daughter should have green hair because she really liked that color. Oh, and because it was a dragons she couldn’t forget to add cute tiny wings that would grow over time! Let’s see… what else… maybe share her eye color? No, dark blue eyes, so that they matched her hair color. Maybe pony like ears?
Third off… dietary needs which is rather important.
If there was one thing Twilight knew about dragons it was that they ate gems… and tons of them, it would be costly for her parents and the proctor. Not to mention her as well when she had to take care of… she needed to think of a name later. So she gave her daughter the natural pony diet alongside the ability to eat dragon things, eating gems still might be her daughters preferred food but she should be able to enjoy the same things Twilight can.
Fourth off… how fast this being would grow and how much it would do so.
Twilight wasn’t about to give a personality to a blank slate, but she would regulate how fast the being would grow. She wanted to keep the being a baby for a while so slow growth rate and maximum size possible set to about as big as Celestia is, the growth rate would become more normal when Twilight became an adult or at least sixteen. Sure her child would be a child for a long time, but just because her growth is slowed doesn’t mean her intelligence will be.
The magical build up on her horn was beginning to become quite painful, Twilight was glad there was one last step in her list. Her magic was becoming blinding in the room, but outside it was hard to tell anything unusual was going on in the room and it had only been ten seconds since Twilights magic surge started.
Last off… her daughter needed a name.
Twinkle? No… her last name would be Sparkle to identify Twilight as the mother but there is no way her daughter would be called Twinkle as a first name. Polish Sparkle? Well she’d be able to call the life Polly… no, that wouldn’t do. Spiffy… well she really didn’t want her daughter to resent her later on in life. Being a parent is hard work and her daughter wasn’t even born yet! Hmm… add a middle name? It has to be a pun, which was the general rule of all pony naming conventions.
Idly Twilight wondered why naming conventions was like that, it tended to lead ponies to know what they want to do for the rest of their lives before even they did. Wait… could she really… that’s it, Twilight finally had the name for her daughter. It was to the point and she wanted to make a good one.
This was when Twilights horn immediately ejected the concentrated and slowly gathered mass of magic and the magic that was already filtering into the egg received a large boost and it finally hatched.
Unfortunately for Twilight she wouldn’t be able to see it fully come out of the shell and only mumbled the named of her new daughter.
“Barb Sparkle… Barb Air Sparkle…” Twilight mumbled before her eyes closed, she exhausted the excess magic enough to finally rest and it had only been twenty seconds since her surge started.
After a two hour nap, Twilight was given a pass and her daughter. The daughter of which she started treating like a little sister in front of her parents, she was too young to be having children out of wedlock and thought better of not letting her parents know she thought of Barb as her daughter.
Once upon a time Twilight relished playing ‘house’ with her big brother, her brother explained a lot about how families got started. Including the part where two ponies love each other very much they had children, which was supposed to happen after a wedding.
Little Barb was for all intents and purposes now a part of their family, plus Twilight now went to the school for gifted unicorns and she couldn’t be happier to have a place for advanced studies. She did wonder what would have happened had she not read that cosmetology book.
Twilight was one step closer to making a future for herself, now she had to start saving up money. She had to buy treats for her daughter, she wanted to have a home all her own and maybe eventually make some friends in the School for gifted unicorns.
It was not to be, she wasn’t going to make any friends in a school full of rich snobs or actually gifted ponies who thought themselves above others for their specific talents. She was too sweet a little filly to become like them, Twilights parents became exceptionally proud of her for that reason.
She wouldn’t make and subsequently lose her first real friend that wasn’t family until six years later, when her daughter got her a birthday gift. Until then her prowess in magic would increase at a rate that even Celestia might find unbelievable, there were just some fields of magic that Twilight chose to excel in and with hard work she did just that.