Fluttershy lay on the hospital bed, exhausted beyond measure, her coat and mane matted with sweat. Rainbow rubbed up against her and kissed her on the cheek. “You were great, babe,” the colorful pegasus said.
“There we are, all clean now,” Nurse Redheart said. “Congratulations; it’s a filly.”
Fluttershy lifted her head as the nurse pushed the tiny bundle between her forelegs, and looked at her child for the first time. Her coat was powder blue, the tuft of her mane was a tricolor of shades of pink, and she was screaming her head off in the kind of existential terror only a newborn can feel.
“Shhh, there there,” Fluttershy said soothingly, holding the child close. “No need to cry. Everything’s alright.” Under her comforting tones the foal slowly calmed. When she had finally stopped crying, she looked up at Fluttershy with dark turquoise eyes.
“She’s beautiful,” Rainbow said.
“Yes. She’s perfect,” said Fluttershy. She leaned down and rubbed her nose against the infant’s, who gurgled in response. “Welcome to the world, little one.”
Rainbow leaned in close. “Hey there, cutie,” she said rubbing her own nose against their foal’s. The tiny filly sneezed. The two proud new parents laughed.
“Now, kid, you might be wondering why you’ve got two mommies,” Rainbow said. “Well you see, when a mare loves another mare, and they happen to have an alicorn friend with an ancient magic spell…”