I don't know how I would feel when this day finally came. I guess it's a mixture of nervous and excited. Maybe this is how Celestia felt on my first day of school. For the first time, our kids are going to be out in the world without anypony we personally know watching them. This is their first time being with a large group of ponies their own age. After today, they're going to start making friends and wanting to hang out with them more than us.
The four of us walked to the elementary school. It was the same school that Octavia and I went to, which brought back old memories. I remember meeting all of my friends for the first time and how much fun we had. I remembered all of us getting out cutie marks and how happy we were. I remembered going to high school and when Octavia and I made out "just friends" pact and how we broke that pact three years later. I smiled as I started to think about everything my own kids will go through.
"All right my little ponies," Octavia said as we reached the front of the school, "your father and I will be here at 3 to pick you up."
"Okay mommy," they said at the same time.
"Just have a good day and I promise you'll want to come back."
"I will daddy," Mystery said. "I love you mommy. I love you daddy." Mystery ran off and started talking to some fillies. Last year, Octavia tired to get a group of friends for both of our kids. While Mystery was somewhat popular, Ebony never really found a friend.
"Daddy," Ebony said, "I'm scared. What if the other ponies don't like me."
"Ebony, I'm going to tell you something a great pony told me: I'm afraid of a lot of things. I just tell myself I'm not afraid of anything until I start to believe it." Ebony looked up and smiled at me.
"Are you really afraid of a lot of things?"
"Of course I am, but fear is only in your head. You're a good boy, Ebony. I promise, somepony will want to be friends with you." Ebony hugged me and ran off too.
"We did it, Golden," Octavia said as she wrapped her arm around mine. "They're out there for everypony to see. You're a great father."
"You're an even better mother."
"Golden," she said as she looked at me, "let's have another."