The Eyes Are Blind

by Fe94Knight


Chapter 12

Chapter twelve
The sounds of a crying mare on the inside of a cottage at the edge of town normally would cause any passerby to be curious, and downright dreading the thought of what could be going on inside of the quaint, and clean homey place. Though any pony who has lived in this town on the out skirts of Equestria for any amount of time would know the good doctors home/office when they saw it. The upper floor being a smaller apartment to the middle aged unicorn with gray, and silver hair running down over his caramel coat to a surgical mask for a cutie mark. Leaving a few magical lights to fill the room with illumination, as he goes to work on his patient.

“Easy now there, Golden,” The spread hind legs of the mare in front of him, beckons the doc to lean in farther to try and get a bead on the process of her contractions, “You’re doing just fine now,” He motions over to the two nurse maids on either side to hold her. While the nocturnal mare almost crushes one of their hooves with her own.

AGghh!” Golden screeches out under the muffled gag of a cloth in her mouth to keep her fangs from digging down in to the gums below.

“Don’t worry miss,” a nurse tries to save her hoof from blood loss, “Everything will be okay.”

Outside of the room though, paces about one rather stricken ex-guard as his teeth start to grind away at the sound of his beloved on the inside. Sky Streak has stood up to creatures in combat twice his size, fought a few life threatening wounds, and countless times has had those other near death experiences from his years in the guard. Though having your wife inside a room delivering your first child, and not being able to do a thing to help her. Hurts Sky more than anything the guard has put him through.

Ugh!” the father to be pounds his head against the wall, “I can’t just stand out here, and do nothing!”

“You are doin’ everythin’ ya can by just ah bein’ here for ‘er now lad,” Fall Cloud, the yellow tinged country Pegasus colt that helped the two settle down in town, reminds him.

After a trip to Canterlot several years back, he ran across the odd pair of guards, but took no interest in what others would call taboo. Fall instead only saw two ponies who were madly in love with one another, and showed no malice when it came to who they were. Over the years of corresponding, and seeing them frequently. The trio became everlasting friends, and when Fall settled in town. He opted to help them do the same.

Resting an easy hoof on his stressed friends shoulder. Cloud motions him to sit down in a chair, “Come on bud take ah load off. Ya earned it by now.”

“Thanks Fall,” Sky takes the advice, and eases himself down to the chair. Only to end up with his face in his hooves, “I just can’t help but think, how this will change things.”

“Yur havin’ a kid?” he states the obvious fact, “How did ya think it would work out?”

At heart the father to be knew the risk the instant he found out about his loves condition. Especially when they were still in the guard at the time, but something about being moments away from the actual birth of their child seems to drive that point home even more than before, “Well things between us won’t change,” Sky corrects his previous words, “However, I mean in the larger picture. What kind of life is our kid supposed to live?”

“Ah normal one, what else?” Fall presses after never hearing of these concerns from the parents. Though he knew they would come up as well given time.

“I’m serious, Fall. With me as a once Celestial guard, and her as one of Luna’s own guards. Who knows how our kin will look?” He stops for a moment to let that sink in to his friend’s mind, “We’ll love them to death no matter what, but others will surely turn their heads sideways if they see him. Plus that’s nothing to say of the urges he, or she, may find themselves feeling.”

“Yur talkin’ ‘bout meat, aren’t cha?” Fall answers, already knowing of Golden’s own tastes in flesh. The grim silence between the two only answers his question without a word being said, “Listen ‘ere now, ya’ve done the dirty work for ‘er before. There be plenty of meat for both yur lovely wife, and yur kin to indulge in.”

“What about if another pony sees the killing? For that matter, anything else that might pop up? After all we are staying together, even if our addresses are technically different,” Ideas of riots in the street at their unholy union unsettles the ex-guard as he shifts back, and forth uncomfortably in his seat trying to shrug them off, “What if we are found out?”

“Boy I’ll right slap ya in the face if I hear any more doubt comin’ from that mouth of yurs,” Fall waves a wary hoof at the colt in front of him with nothing, but misery covering his face, “Yur far from town now. Plus, ya got me, and the good doc lookin’ out for ya. Nothin’ will come to yur front door with intent to harm uns,” Before Sky even has a chance to answer though. The door to the room slowly opens as the doctor himself steps out. Wiping some of the blood from his brow with a white cloth as it’s steadily soaks up the fluids the more he uses it to clean up.

“Well Sky Streak, you have a foal to go see,” He says with a light smile after a job well done.

Sky returns the gesture to both the doc, and to his friend for his kind words while he steps in to the room. The nurse maids cleaning up what they can, and only offering a few words of congratulations. More than happy to have that done with, so they themselves can go to their own homes, and get some much needed rest.

The colt slowly steps up to the plate, as his wife cradles a small form wrapped up in a cloth for the most part, to keep the little tike warm. A shortened black mane covering the foal’s head while a black tail falls a bit out of the cloth. The red coat shining bright against the pristine white color of the blanket he is wrapped in, shows clearly to the father. As Sky’s child is rocked back, and forth by the new found mother.

“It’s a boy,” Golden says to her husband. The largest smile he as seen on her in a while gracing her soft, and gentle features as she cradles the colt in her hooves.

Sky leans in next to her, and puts a hoof around her shoulders as he pulls the two in closer to him, “He looks… handsome,” the ex-guard responds, fighting back a few tears at the sight of his son.

Streak looks over him even more. Not soon before reaching out a hoof to the one that he can call his own, while the foal starts to play with the odd appearance of a hoof he will know as his father’s. Even taking it upon himself to inspect the appendage by placing it in his mouth, and sucking on it a bit.

Though also chooses to bite down.

Hmph,” Sky slowly pulls back his hoof after his son bites it out of curiosity. Looking at the small indentations at its edge.

“So he’s got fangs like his ma?” Fall leans in to the room before being beckoned in further, getting his own view of the child, “Adorable little colt aint he?”

Golden holds the colt in closer to her, feeling the soft press of his little wings fanning out from the blanket while his eyes open to meet hers for the first time. It seems to be at first like staring in to a mirror. The same color, and shade of gold meeting hers in the middle while the small slit eyes blink only momentarily at hers. A small grin is shared by both foal, and mom as she covers his wings back up in the blanket to keep him warm while she, and her husband sit there to relish in the moment.

“He’s… Perfect,” Sky strokes his son’s hair, keeping clear of the mouth this time around, “You know… In all our planning to try, and get to where we are now. We never did think of names…”

“Awe how could ya do that to the poor fella?” Fall even admires the little foal, who at first appearances only looks like his mother’s side. Short of being a mare at least, “Well seein’ as ya both are ill prepared… Any bright ideas?”

Golden looks out through the window at the night sky, and the bright moon that still sticks high above to light the room even more than the magic with them, as the ray of moonlight shines down on her son. Almost like Luna herself, trapped up there on her lunar prison, is bestowing her graces upon him. Many memories of the guard flow in to the back of her mind from when she used to relish this time of night. And in a spark of inspiration, it hits her.

‘Thank you, Princess,’ Golden silently thanks the sister she would help to watch over, time and time again, for giving them the luck to have this wonderful gift brought in to their lives, “Midnight… His name is Midnight.”

“I’m assuming Midnight dear, because of the time?” Sky muses over humorously, though finds no fault in a name that does fit one of his son’s kind, “honey, I love it.”

He kisses the top of her head before Golden nuzzles his neck. Both of the new parents looking down at their child that they just had, and wondering how his life will turn out to be in a world like this. While at the same time wanting to give him everything they can to better himself in a place that they know will likely not be so kind to him.

Midnight,” Sky looks over his wonderful son, “welcome to the world.”