//------------------------------// // Chapter Thirty Three- Time Goes On // Story: Notes Of Time // by MLPxMaestro //------------------------------// Notes Of Time: Chapter 33- Time Goes On: A few more years have passed, and Octave was now in her junior year of high school, and was honored a scholarship to play in a college orchestra of her choice anywhere in Equestria that had an orchestra for their school. Her schooling would be paid in full by the college as well, as she was nearly a straight A student in her high school years so far. She was a pro in her music class, and even taught her own music teacher a thing or two on music and composition. Many colts asked her out for the prom, but she honorably declined all of their offers. She even in a good way, managed to let them know that her not taking up their offer was not the end of the world or anything. Along with all of this, Octavia managed to give birth to another foal, and she was only three years of age by the time Octave was a junior. Her name was Sonata, and her interesting tale was something to remember within her family for the rest of their lives. Maestro had gone along with seeking divine help from the princess of Equestria, Princess Celestia, about treatment for his depression and his alleged “soul sickness”. After about a few days, he was cured of his depression, thanks to her, and even some other divine help even she herself had to honor and respect. Was it by chance even her very own father and mother? Or was it something even higher on the scale by chance? Sonata had a light gray coat, just like her father and sister. However her mane was white, and her eyes was a much lighter shade of blue than her father’s was by far. Her mane being white is something intriguing nonetheless. When Sonata was born, she did not cry, which was a sign of good health, was she to actually cry. She unfortunately did not cry when she was born, and she appeared to be asleep almost all of the time. The doctors said she was very sick and would probably die. However, the princess of the night heard about this news as it spread beyond, and onward into the royal castle walls. Soon then, Princess Luna had arrived one day at their front doorstep, insisting she pay a visit to their daughter. Luna had managed to recall of such a thing happening to other families within the past, and that it was a very rare occurrence. The princess asked if they would like to bring her to a certain special location, one location that would cleanse her of her sickness, but would cause some unusual changes in her appearance. Maestro and Octavia agreed with the princess and her offer, as they then made their way over to a mysterious pool of water deep within the bowels of the castle. It was a room bathed in the moon’s delicate light, as it brightly shined in on the pool of water. As Octavia placed her daughter, Sonata, partially under the water, leaving nothing but her face above it to breath, everypony but Luna was shocked within the room. Sonata’s mane then slowly transitioned over to white, and her eyes began to open up, as she started to cry thereafter revealing her adorable light blue eyes. Princess Luna simply smiled, as Octavia and Maestro could not seem to find a way to repay her. Octave came along with them and even witnessed it herself, not believing what she was seeing. It seemed as if the magical and mystical healing forces of the night, along with Luna’s own addition of magic to the effect, saved the little foal’s life. Octave, being the filly she still was, didn’t think twice to be more proper, and went on hugging Luna directly into her chest. Luna stood there with her eyes opened up a bit more after the miracle. Octavia commanded Octave to not do such an insulting thing to the princess of the night, but Luna simply raised a hoof stopping her for that moment. She let her know it was fine about Octave’s actions, as it was not like it had happened to her before. Along with saying that, she recalls many other occurrences, and one in particular from a certain colt by the name of Pipsqueak hugging her as well, which she even found to be a pleasant experience. So now the story has forwarded three more years into the future, as Octave was looking after her baby sister playing and fooling around on the floor in front of the couch. Her parents had been gone a day or two, since they still enjoyed having a little romance here and there, and they both knew how important it was to keep that romantic spark within their marriage. Whenever Octave had to go school that day, she decided to stay home obviously. She didn’t care whether or not she would get extra homework or not, she would still finish it anyway. She then looked down to notice her well-groomed, long tail was over the edge, and being chewed on by her baby sister, as she simply looked back at the innocent little foal. Those light blue eyes of hers looking back at her big sister just added on to the potent amounts of cuteness within her. “I don’t think I have ever seen a baby as cute as you are you little angel, and I mean that literally. Look at you? You even have the mane to prove it at your age.” She giggled, pulling her tail out of Sonata’s mouth, causing her to start whining a bit. “Oh fine…nom away you little rascal.” Octave added, before looking back into the magazine that she was reading in front of her on the couch cushion. “Sissy?” the cute voice spoke up, before she let her sister’s mane out of her mouth. “What is it?” “I’m hungwy.” “You have such a big appetite don’t you?” Octave then gasped with a smile, as she got down on the ground lying flat in front of Sonata. “Are you a big girl?!” she asked her playfully. “Yeah!” Sonata smiled playfully giggling, as she then placed her tiny hoof across her older sister’s muzzle and kissed her nose. “I wuv you sissy.” “Sissy loves you too.” Octave kissed her in return. “So now…lets see what we have for you to eat okay?” “Yay, snackies!” the small voice called out, as Sonata moved those short little legs across the wooden floor, desperate to keep up with her sister despite her rapid leg movement. “What do you want to eat?” “Cookies!” Sonata then pointed up to the cookie jar resting on the kitchen counter. “No, we can’t have cookies for lunch.” “Awww!” Sonata then sat her butt down flat on the kitchen tiling, and looked back at Octave giving her a pouting face. “No Sonata, mommy said that sweets before lunch is not good.” “But I want cookies now!” Sonata then got back up and started hopping up and down repeatedly in place begging her for just one cookie, but her sister was smarter than that. “I’m not falling for it. Look, if you want something to eat, I can make you a sandwich or something? “I want toast!” Sonata spoke up again. “That sounds yummy, sure you can!” Octave then got out a loaf of bread from within one of the kitchen cabinets, and placed them into the toaster. “Sissy?” “Yes?” “Am I pwetty…?” Sonata asked, catching Octave totally off guard by such a question. “What made you ask that?” “I wook diffewent dan all da west of da famiwy. Daddy says I have da pwettiest eyes.” “You have very pretty eyes Sonata, and yes you are very special, and very pwet- I mean pretty.” “Okay den…um…sissy?” “Yes? What is it now?” Octave wondered again. “I wanna be da pwettiest of evewywhere!” Sonata smiled real big, pointing a hoof in the air dramatically in the most adorable fashion a foal could possibly manage to pull off. Octave couldn’t help but laugh at her adorable acting, and her baby sister was being dead serious about it, she had no reason to laugh, which made it even funnier to her big sister. “Stop waughing! I gonna be pwettier dan even mommy!” Sonata stated boldly with her little voice. “Well aren’t we just fancy here?” Octave giggled, as the sound of the toaster was then heard with a very distinct ‘ding’ noise. The two of them sat at the kitchen table together with each other pieces of toast. Since Sonata wondered if other pieces tasted better than some other piece of toast perhaps? This wasn’t the case, as they all seemed to have tasted the same. She had a big appetite for such a small foal her age. She was even born smaller than the normal foal size she was expected to be. No doubt though, she got all of her mother’s attention now, and Octave at times even seemed jealous. Octave knew she would always be daddy’s little girl, but Sonata on the other hoof was mommy’s little girl. Time would now press onward for the family, as Maestro, Octavia, their first daughter, Octave, and their final daughter, Sonata, would continue from then on out as a loving family to each other. Sticking to their promises to the best of their abilities as they could for each other, and becoming one of the best families the prestigious city of Canterlot could ever ask for. Making sure to teach a child how to love is one of the most, if not the most important thing you could ever do to a child, or even your own child when that day comes. I personally look forward to the future of being a great father myself, and teach my daughter how to love first of all, smother her in hugs and kisses…you get the picture. Yes though, if you can do that, then teach them logical right from wrong along with that, it is, and will be humbling experience, should any guy become a father.