//------------------------------// // Schooling by bobbananaville (cute) // Story: Tainted Love: A Twysalis Prompt Tag Collab // by Foals Errand //------------------------------// By bobbananaville Raising a child was… It wasn’t a wonderful experience, Twilight would begin. It was awkward and it made you lose sleep at night and sometimes it made you want to grab a pillow and scream as loudly as you could into it. It was especially hard in those first months, when she and Chrysalis had no idea what they were doing, and neither did anypony else; the halfling that was Twilight’s and Chrysalis’ filly was the only one of its kind (at least, the only documented one - it would not be smart to assume that literally no other pony/changeling couple tried this). But, Twilight would note, smiling as she remembers the good times she spent with her daughter, raising Amorelis Sparkle (the halfling’s name) was also very fulfilling. Those moments like her first word, the first time she used her empathic powers (which had been a surprise to both Twilight and Chrysalis) and the second time she’d read a book (the first time not being something anypony talked about much); they all made the hardships worth it. Twilight would certainly say that under normal circumstances - and normal circumstances these aren’t. Now she’d mutter bitterly about ungrateful children and frustrations and expulsion and broken lamps and thrown books… “Can you believe this?!” “Yes, actually,” Chrysalis replied. The chitinous being did her best to smile and placate her wife, but Chrysalis couldn’t deny being just as frustrated as her wife. “Adolescents often rebel against their parents; I learned that many times as the Changeling Queen. They generally don’t do it to this extent, but…” “She’s been expelled! From school! How is this even possible - I didn’t even realize it was possible to be expelled in middle school!” “Well, if I’d been a teacher at her school, I’d count drawing ‘Princest is Wincest’ all over the bathroom mirrors and yodelling the national anthem during assembly as crossing the line.” “Why was she even doing this?!” Twilight Sparkle’s mane was taking a distinctive shade of red - one that Chrysalis was too familiar with, but one that the changeling couldn’t bring herself to do anything about. “To get the approval of her peers? Was she genuinely dissatisfied with the princesses? Or did she just want to rebel against us for some inane reason?!” A white coat. Twilight paused and began her breathing exercises, trying to calm herself out of her rage-shift. “Of course, now the question becomes how we’re supposed to school her,” Chrysalis says. “I doubt any school would be willing to take her right now, considering all of this scandal. Celestia might be willing to help us out, but I don’t think she’s happy about this whole ‘Princest’ thing. Are we just going to homeschool her?” Twilight nodded. “I’m a good teacher. I know what sort of books to give her, and how to teach her the necessities. I’m sure I could get this ridiculous rebellious nature out her system with some books.” “Perhaps we could teach her of her changeling brethren too? Learning of her extended family could help her as well.” A bitter laugh. “Seems a bit light, if I do say so myself. No, she’s gotten herself into a huge mess already. She doesn’t need something as entertaining as an exploration of the catacombs.” “I suppose not.” There’s silence. “Of course, this is all conditional on us finding out where she is.” “Yes.” “Where could she have gone? It’s only been half an hour since the school called us over here!” Just then, a pony ran past the waiting room, his eyes clearly excited. Four others soon followed. “What’s going on?!” Twilight asked, the purple mare having run over to the door and asked one of the stragglers. “Someone graffitied ‘Fuck School’ all over the wall, and everypony wants a look!” “Fuck Scho-Oh, shit.”