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// Our tears are whole 
// Story: Her Child Of The Night 
// by Thefastspark 
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Luna just stares at him, no words formed from her lips. It was true, he was a very young child but no foal. 

"We are sorry Drake. Thy is right. Thou art a child but not a foal anymore. Please forgive us Drake."

Drake felt horrible now. He yelled at his mom and made her sad.

"I'm sorry Mommy. I hate being told weak. I'm young, I know but. I'm not weak, I'm not an 'it'. I'm hated around Equestria as it is mommy. I don't want to be hated."

Luna knew well ponies still haven't adapted to him. It has always been like this since he was just 2. Ponies never liked the idea of Luna adopting Drake in the first place.

"Sweetheart. We just want thee safe so thou can live happy. We love thou so much, that thine life doesn't even know."

Drake started to form tears, his memory of being hit with magic, being told he was weak by BlueBlood passing Celestia's room earlier. Luna saw this and bright Drake to her chest. 

"Mommy?"

Drake asked as she stroked his hair with her hoove. 

"Shhhh... Tis ok."

Drake's lips quivered as he hugged Luna tight, Luna putting her hoove on the back of his head to calm him. Drake's tear flowed out. 

"Waaaaaaaaaa!!! I-I don't want to be hated! I don't want to be alone! I don't wanna go to heaven!"

Luna's fur streaked from his tears, making her frown deep. Drake was loved, fed, adored by the castle, She, Twilight, Spike, And Celestia Loved him more then life. Why would he feel so hated and alone? Luna then shot the answer. The civilians; of coarse. They never approved of Luna's choice for Adopting Drake and caring for him. She furrowed her brows, but laxed quickly. 

"Hush baby doll. Hush... Tis ok. We art here now. Let it out, Shhhhh.."

She gently hushed him, rubbing his back carefully to not touch the magic blast bruise. Luna love Drake, even if he was human. He was cared and loved by her

"Drake? Do thou remember the first time we've took thee flying?"

Drake nodded under her hoove. It felt wonderful, although his wings were broke from the blast reflect. 

"It felt like heaven under me. Like no other experience. I never thought I would be able to do it."

Luna couldn't help but smile. This was when Drake was 5.and somehow, he still remembered.

"Well. We are glad that thou loved it at the time. It felt like heaven under us as well."

"But mommy, haven't you been flyin for a long time? Haven't you been used to it?"

He asked her with a sniffle. 

"Yes sweetie, we may have been soaring the sky for a long time, but it was the first time we flew with YOU."

"Ooooohhhhh I see!" 

Luna giggled. It was cute seeing Drake reaction on his young face. Luna didn't care if he was Changeling, Griffon, human, or Dragon. She would always love him. 

"See? There thee go. Now thou understands."

Drake looked at Luna with curiousness in his deep brown eyes. 

"Mommy, you love me right?"

"More then our own life."

Her horn glowed around Drake, her smiling with glee. It started to tingle Drake like a weird way. She was tickling him with we magic. 

"M-Mommy what.. Pant.. Pant.. What are you- Ahahhahahhhaaa- N-No! Stop mo-Ahaahhhaa!"

Drakes smile and laughter brought a smile upon Luna's own face. Ever since the 48 hours, he actually smiled. 

"Who's our little Colt?"

"I-I-ahahaa! I am!"

Drake said with tears in his eyes with laughter. His lungs hurting.

"We couldn't hear thou!"

"I AM!"

Drake shouted to get across Luna. The magic aura stopped leaving Drake with giggles and tears. 

"You really know how to cheer me up dontcha' mommy?"

"We know you better then thyself."

Drake tucked his head on her fur, like a pillow on a cold night. Luna kissed her son's forehead and laid her head down. 

"Goodnight Drake. We love thou."

"I love you too mommy."

The two slept in harmony, Drake's breathing tone and light again after the little tickle Luna gave him. Leaving him to only smile against his mother's warm and soft fur. Though, Luna was happy to find out the true culprit of Drake's shoot out. She would have him by his knees and give him what any mother would do in anger. It would feel so good to just let her old self giving Denko what for. Though, the pain and memories would come back. She honestly didn't really care for nowz