Sweetie went to Fluttershy’s and spent the rest of the morning helping feed animals and prepare medicines.
“Sweetie Belle,” Fluttershy said from the doorway to the filly laying on the grass enjoying the warm sun on her back, “could you get Mr. Bear? I have his medicine.”
“Okay,” Sweetie replied loudly, her voice cracking slightly. “Now, where’s that bear?” She galloped to the edge of the nearby forest and called his name. “Mr. Bear? Fluttershy has your medicine!”
A moment later he emerged wearing a content smile, tongue lolling from his mouth, and a bounce in his step. She felt a pang in her side but ignored it as she trotted away, his pace matching hers.
“Fluttershy, we’re back,” Sweetie announced. Just as Mr. Bear had passed her into the cottage the pain became unbearable, Sweetie yelped in pain as she fell to the floor just inside the doorway to the cottage.
“Oh no! Mr. Bear, animal friends, hurry and bring her in.”
Sweetie was brought upstairs to Fluttershy’s bed to rest while Fluttershy checked the filly over.
“Sweetie Belle, where does it hurt?”
Sweetie blushed and looked away. “I think it’s my baby.”
A shocked expression crossed Fluttershy’s face as she looked to the filly’s face. Lifting the blanket she began to poke Sweetie’s belly, yielding a squeal of pain.
“Oh, dear. You’re certainly tender, but I don’t think this’ what you think it is.”
“Oh no, are there more in there?! I can’t have that many in there, the book said only one was safest!” Sweetie asked, beginning to panic.
Fluttershy sighed, relief washed over her. “Sweetie, come with me. Time it deliver.” If Sweetie could have turned whiter, she would have.
“B-but, it’s so fast! I thought it took months!?”
“Well then c’mon, this’ gonna be a doozy.” Sweetie was carefully helped from bed, down the stairs, out the door, and just inside the treeline to a large patch of bushes. “Shoo, little critters, there’s going to be a surprised filly in a moment.”
Sweetie trembled and felt pressure. “Oh no, this’ it!”
“Hurry, Sweetie, into the bushes and just let,” she snickered as the filly galloped past her, “nature take it’s course.”
Several minutes later Sweetie left the bushes blushing, refusing to make eye contact with Fluttershy, who was grinning widely.
“So, was it a colt or filly?”
Sweetie looked at Fluttershy and scowled.
“Did the foal have your eyes, or the-”
“Oh, shut up,” Sweetie shouted as she turned and ran back home. Fluttershy laughed to herself as the filly left.
Sweetie stomped into Carousel Boutique past her sister and several customers.
“Sweetie Belle, Twilight-”
“I don’t wanna hear it,” Sweetie shouted, entering a fast trot up the stairs to her room.
Sitting in the room with several books and sweat beading across her coat was Princess Twilight Sparkle, wearing her crown and scanning the books as they swirled around her.
“Oh, Sweetie Belle, you’re finally here. I understand that somethings are coming to light and I’m here to help you through them. I was going to ask Princess Celestia to help, but this is something I had to do myself. Sweetie,” Twilight asked looking seriously at the filly, “how long have you been pregnant.”
Twilight wore a kind, patient smile, and wasn’t ready for the reaction she recieved.
“I’m not pregnant!” Sweetie screamed, a moment later Twilight was being shoved out of the room, her books barely making it out before the door slammed shut with enough force to make it audible throughout the business.
“Twilight, what in Equestria was that about?” Rarity asked as she approached her friend just outside the doorway to the fillies room, grumbling was heard inside. “I haven’t heard her yell that loud, ever.”
“Rarity, I just don’t know,” Twilight said as she gathered her books in her magic then vanished.
Rarity knocked on the door. “Sweetie, is everything alright?”
“It was indigestion; not a baby. Go away, Twilight!” the upset filly screamed at the door.
Rarity stared at the door. I don’t even want to know.