//------------------------------// // Chapter Twenty Five- Down Leveled // Story: Notes Of Time // by MLPxMaestro //------------------------------// Notes Of Time: Chapter 25- Down leveled: Maestro and Octavia paused for a moment, noticing that Harmony was acting strange as they continued talking to each other. She didn’t even realize she was doing it until it got pretty bad. Her speech seemed to be slurred and slowed down a lot more, and Octave began noticing it herself too after overhearing her struggling with her speech. “Mother? Are you all right? Is something wrong?” Maestro asked kindly taking one of his mother’s hooves. “I- er…I-I D-don’t fee-l-l right-t.” she replied stuttering a bit and getting progressively worse. “Granny?” Octave then got off the couch and made her way over to her, and noticed that something started looking wrong very fast. “O-Oct-ta-…” Harmony’s eyes then began to roll deep into the back of her head, as her head and body began to fall limp onto the bed. “Oh dear! Get a doctor now Maestro! I’ll do the same!” Octavia stated, frivolously searching the hall for a doctor or nurse. “Mother? What’s hap-” “No time sweetie, leave the room now! Nuuurse! Doctooor!” Octavia managed to wave a doctor and a nurse down in the hallways talking, as they both rushed over to the room. Maestro then looked back at her mother and saw that her entire body started shaking. “Mom!” he shouted, making his way back to her bedside, tightly gripping one of her hooves. “She’s having a seizure, you need to leave the room sir.” The doctor stated boldly, and then looked back at the nurse next to him. “Nurse, get the team on the line immediately! I’ll stabilize her!” “On it doctor!” The nurse then immediately locks the door and closes the blinds that allow viewing into the room. Maestro was now in tears and worried like he had never been so worried in his life. Octave looked back up at him and began to feel his emotion reach out to her as well. “D-dad…don’t c-cry okay? I still love you.” Octave said nearly on the verge of choking up on her tears gasping for air. Maestro didn’t even bother to look down to her, and Octavia stood firmly by him, about to cry herself, but trying to stay strong for the two of them. “Octave sweetie…sh-she’ll be just fine okay?” she then faced her husband. “Dear, love…I assure you they have everything under control. “M-m-moth-ther…p-pl-lease…” He then began sobbing into the side of Octavia’s chest as they found a place to sit down just outside of the room. “Shhh…that’s right dear…let it all out, you need this. It is okay to cry in time like these.” She caressed his soft black mane and then brought him in a tight embrace. “Oooh I love you so much sweetheart, it’s okay, please d-don’t.” Octavia now began feeling his pain, and even worse saw that her daughter stood there crying and worrying over her granny, which really finished it off. “I-I l-love you Octav-via.” Said Maestro, trying to now clear himself up, knowing that if his mother saw him do this, she wouldn’t want him to be sad. “I love you more than words can express at the moment.” She replied. “Mommy?!” Octave cried making her way over to her mother. “Yes angel?” “I-is…is granny gonna die?” “Good heavens no Octave! Why would you think that?” Octavia and the other two then see a team of doctors and nurses then quickly knock on the door, as the door then quickly opens up and locks once more. As she could hear was muffled low chatter within the room, nothing for her to decipher as far as what they were saying concerning the dire situation at hoof. “She looked like she was hurting though! She couldn’t control it herself either!” Octave then made her way over to her mother and began crying into Octavia’s motherly embrace for her little girl. Maestro noticing this knew he needed to clear up his act, and be there for his daughter more than ever now it seemed. Octave loved her granny to bits, and harmony felt the same way for her, and probably even more knowing how incredibly humble and kind she was to everypony. Harmony always seemed to have an answer to everything, after receiving a ton of advice from her own mother and grandmother both when she was a filly and then a grown mare herself. “H-hey…what’s my little girl up to?” Maestro spoke out to Octave, trying to lighten the mood, despite how badly he was worried as well. He knew that him showing signs of worry would just get her stirred up even worse, and would get her absolutely nowhere on getting herself out of it. Octave then slowly looked back at him with one eye looking out from Octavia’s fur on her chest covered in tears, and her other eye still embedded into her mother’s fur. “Granny’s not gonna be okay.” She cried. Maestro noticed how red her eyes had gotten now, as she must have been crying pretty hard. “U-uh…sure she um…is Octave.” Maestro began wiping his face clean of any tears and such, and trying to be positive for her. “Th-then why did sh-she act so weird in there?!” “She just um…had a problem with her…” he then looks over to Octavia then back down to his daughter. “A problem with her health, that’s all.” He then takes hold of one of Octave’s forelegs and tries to bring her around to him to show that cute face of hers he loved to see so much, but she denied it. “No! I wanna be with mom!” she cried, putting her face back into her mother’s chest. “Shhh, there-there my little angel.” Octavia stroked Octave’s mane softly and slowly, and began humming to her a tune she herself recalled from when she was a little filly herself. Octave thought her mother had the most beautifully crafted voice. So mellow, smooth, and angelic, it was in Octave’s opinion the best voice a pony could possibly ask for in a mother as loving and appreciative as she was. She then nearly seemed to stop her crying altogether…and it seemed to work wonders for her when she got to her favorite part of the tune. Octavia kept humming the tune, as Octave looked back up to her mother with her red eyes smiling a bit, managing to recognize the tune. She knew that Octavia sung the tune to her in troubling time for her, or whenever she got sick or something. The tune even helped to calm Maestro nonetheless, as he simply stood there and took in her heavenly sounding voice. She sung no words, just managing to hum the recognizable tune in a near flawless manner. Once Octavia had then finished, Octave’s tears had managed to stop flowing down those cute little light gray cheeks of hers, still a bit red from crying. “I love you mom.” She hugged her mother tightly. “I love you too Octave, and don’t let anypony else tell you otherwise.” Octavia replied. Octave then looked a little bit back over to her father, and she wasn’t the filly to leave somepony out of a special picture. She then made her way over to Maestro with those little legs of hers, and gave him a big hug too. “I love you daddy.” She said hugging directly into his chest. “Daddy loves you too sweetheart.” A small smile then steadily crept back onto his face. “We will get through this together, okay?” said Octavia placing a hoof on Maestro’s shoulder, as they both then look back at her from her statement. “So…granny will be fine?” “Absolutely dear, there’s no doubt she will be. Now then, why don’t we all make our way back down to the waiting lobby and give the doctors and nurses some space, hm? I shall be down in the waiting lobby should you two wish to catch up then.” “Wait! I wanna stay with you mom!” Octave then takes a brief gallop up to her mother, as they both make their way back down some levels. The elevator door then opens as Octavia presses the button to head down, and looks back to the site of Maestro looking back at his mother’s door…he didn’t hear anymore chatter. “Maestro dear? You coming along now?” “No…I will…remain here…” he replied, not even to bother with looking back at them both as the elevator door then closes making its way down to the ground level. Maestro looks away, then back to the room once more as the silence coming from it now did not sound like good news, but he knew that they may have stabilized her now, and he left it at that. “Maybe I should…I should probably meet up with her down there after all.” Maestro thought to himself out loud before making his way over to the second elevator, taking it down to the same floor as the other two were on. “I love you mom…stay safe.” The elevator door then closes, like a temporary shutoff from his mother for the next coming hours.