“Mommy!” A tiny wild blue maned foal galloped toward the white coated mare who turned around within the rubble and forced a smile upon her lips.
“Vinyl!” The older unicorn exclaimed and using her red tinted magic she lifted the foal over the rubble and glass.
“Mommy, can I sleepover at Lyra’s tonight?” The foal asked sitting upon the back of her mother as she scrapped through the ruins for anything that was saved in the incident.
“Both of us may have to… How is Lyra’s mother? I heard she was shook up after last night.” The mare said, finding little but smashed records, and broken picture frames. Using her magic, the white unicorn pulled the pictures out and piled them together.
“Lyra said she’s fine, mommy. I didn’t see her though. But their house seems fine.” Vinyl replied and saw four records still intact, her fathers records. The young unicorn grunted as she used all the magical power she could muster to pull the records toward her. Lifting one record with the blue array of magic took a great amount of effort for the young unicorn who had only received her cutie mark several days before at a concert with her fath-
CRASH!
The record hit the the floor with an almighty smash, pieces flailing everywhere including her mothers coat. The mare took little notice and sighed upon seeing the broken remains but turned to her foal with a reassuring smile.
“Mommy, I am so sorry!” Vinyl cried out, leaping from her mother to the mess.
“Sweetheart, come on. It was an accident, I know that.” The red maned mare said softly and took the foal from the ground. “Tell Lyra to ask her mother if we can both stay in her house tonight.” Vinyl’s mother said and set her foal onto the danger-free grass. The blue haired foal nodded eagerly and nudged her nose against her mothers before trotting off immediately. Her mother smiled and let out a content sigh from her lips.
“Sweet kid.” A deep and masculine voice said from her left, “I see your family suffered greatly last night.” He said and the white mare turned and looked at the other side of what was once her home through the rubble and broken walls.
“As much as everypony else.” The female unicorn said and galloped to the grey colt around the ruins.
“Hazel, there is no need to hold back. Everypony knows what you did and we are all very grateful…”The colt trailed off seeing that bringing up the mare’s current situation did nothing but pierce a cold dagger into her heart. “I’m sorry Hazel, I just thought-“
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“No, Thunder. It’s fine.” The crimson maned mare, now known as Hazel, said. Her once soft spoken voice shook as a lump gathered in her throat.
“Mommy!” Hazel heard her child call from afar. Her hazel eyes turning to the blue maned foal who yelled happily, “Mrs Heartstrings said its fine!”
Hazel chuckled and turned to the colt who was chuckling, thoroughly amused by the child’s enthusiastic and wild persona.
“How did a laid back mare produce such boisterous foal?” Thunder asked, a smirk tugging at his lips.
“I suppose I just got lucky.” Hazel grinned and trotted away, lifting what she had saved from the ruins of her house with her glowing horn. “Goodnight, Thunder.” She called and broke into a casual gallop toward her foal and followed Vinyl into the home of the Heartstrings.