"Why did you hide this letter from me Silver?" I asked slightly upset, "This was important, you should have given me this days ago." Silver grimaced knowing that I was right.
"Look Hearth," He explained, "You had too much on your back at the time, I just thought I'd give you some breathing space before I gave you it. I've seen how stressed you've been the past few days."
"I know you meant well honey..." I sighed, "Just don't do this to me again...please for my sake."
"Well what did the letter say anyway?" Silver asked curious.
"My...mother wants my sister and her son to come back home..." I spat out with a look disgust. "...even after all this time, tch some ponies just don't want to change!"
"Hearth?" Silver shot me a concerned look.
"How can she want me back?" I said bitterly, "...Even after she and the old fool treated me the way they did! All those names! Then the old man running me out of the house!"
"..." Silver just kept silent as I let out my feelings.
"..." I calmed down a little after my rant, "If she wants her son so badly...then too bad Kindling Spark is dead for all I care."
"So what are you going to do?" Silver asked me.
"If she wants a meeting...then I'm going to give her one." I stated calmly, "It's about time she met the real me don't you think?"
A mare was walking down the street towards the cafe just outside a nearby park. She was on her way to meet someone she hadn't seen in a couple of years, due to her own foolish mistakes in driving them away.
Despite getting on years she still looked youthful, a golden brown mane and tail, a dull shade of light blue plush fur, bright golden brown eyes. Her cutie mark clearly marked her as an artist.
She came to the cafe and took a seat and placed her order. She looked around in hopes of seeing her son and daughter but couldn't find either of them. Minutes of waiting quickly turned into a hour, and there was no sign of either.
"..." She sighed, "I should of figured they wouldn't be coming..."
"Hey..." Another mare behind her said, "I'm sure it couldn't be helped, this is Canterlot after all ponies are always coming and going."
"I know," the older mare replied, "It just isn't like them to be late."
"Do you want to talk about it?" The younger mare asked, "I'm Hearth Fire by the way."
"Only if you don't mind listening to an old mare," She gave a tired smile, "I'm Wayward Spark, it's a pleasure."
"So what happened?" Hearth Fire asked,
"My son..." She hesitated, "My son was caught dressing as a mare by his father and I...we...no I said some horrific things to him before my husband chased him out of our home..."
"I see..." Hearth Fire said simply, "Don't you think that was a bit much?"
"It was." She admitted, "And I regret every moment of it, my husband is gone...run off with some whorse he was seeing behind my back."
"...I'm sorry to hear that." Hearth Fire replied unsure of what to make of that bit of information.
"My daughter ran off some time ago as well." Wayward Spark added, "When she found out what happened she left to find her younger brother."
"I remember hearing about a young mare asking around for her brother over a fortnight ago. I heard she found him." Hearth Fire stated, "I take it you want your son to come home?"
"Yes I do..." Wayward Spark answered, "I hope he's forgiven me for all the terrible things I said to him."
"What would you say to him?" Hearth Fire inquired.
"I would say that I'm so sorry for not supporting him when he needed help," She continued, "I couldn't believe I got so blinded my ex-husband's bigotry."
"Lemme guess," Hearth Fire added, "He wanted your son to be a stallion among stallions?"
"I suppose you could say that." Wayward Spark replied, "He should be around your age you know..."
"Really?" Hearth Fire questioned.
"Yes I hope he found somepony special." Wayward Spark commented, "Somepony who would help him...where I couldn't."
"..." Hearth Fire was quiet for a moment, "I'm sure has..." Wayward Spark noticed a small smile on the younger mares face.
"I take it you have a special somepony?" She asked, Hearth Fire nodded. "I'm glad I wish the two of you all the best."
Hearth Fire at present was facing an internal dilemma, her original intention was to just give her mother a piece of her mind and just walk off. Now part of her wanted to give her mother another chance, after hearing all that but...there was one more thing she would have to ask.
"Do you think he'll turn up soon?" Wayward Spark asked, snapping Hearth Fire out of her thoughts.
"..." Hearth Fire didn't answer, after a brief pause of silence she asked, "Could you still accept your son if he hasn't changed?"
"What kind of question is that?" Wayward Spark said angrily, "Haven't you heard what I've been saying! I just want my son back and tell him I'm sorry!"
"It's funny...y'know." Hearth Fire laughed softly, "I came here to find a stranger who had said some hurtful things to me in the past, I wasn't sure if I wanted her in my life again after so long, and to be honest I didn't think I could find it in myself to forgive her...I really wasn't expecting to see my mother after all this time."
"I take it you're in the same boat as me then..." Wayward Spark laughed, "How ironic." Hearth Fire just shook her head.
"I don't think your son will be coming to see you..." Hearth Fire told the older mare, "He doesn't go by that name anymore."
"...?" Wayward Spark just shot the younger mare a questioning look, "Do you know my son?"
"I would say that I do, if you want to put it that way." Hearth Fire answered, "In fact I would dare say I know him better than you do." Wayward Spark still looked confused as ever. "I know what he's been up to all these years, and I've seen everything that's happened to him as well."
"Oh I get it!" Wayward Spark exclaimed, "You're his special somepony!" Hearth Fire just let out a sigh of exasperation, "My son's so lucky, I'll have lots of little grandfoals to spoil."
Hearth Fire just stared and began laughing at an inside joke.
"You haven't changed much have you, mom?" I said with a small grin.
"M-mom...?!" Wayward Spark just stared in shock at the younger mare before her. Here was a very feminine young mare, with dark blue fur, a light brown mane and tail with faint golden brown highlights, a pair of bright golden brown eyes looking right back at her. Her make up was well done, and there was a definite figure there from what she could tell. "D-did you just call me...Mom?"
Wayward Spark just continued to stare in utter shock, now that she thought about it the younger mare was giving her the same look she used to give her ex-husband used to do when they were younger.
"Like mother like daughter..." Wayward Spark muttered, "I suppose I deserved this. I should have been able to guess by the name..."
"Hey it's subtle but it works very well." I laughed, "I thought Hearth Fire suits me well."
"You're terrible to trick your mother like that Missy!" Mom scolded, "Do you know how much I've been worried about you and your sister...speaking of which where is she?"
"..." I had an idea, but I decided to be vague, "Probably flirting with some poor soul right now, Midnight is probably panicking right as we speak." Mom just shook her head.
"I swear that filly is just too colt crazy for her own good." I didn't have the heart to correct her...
"Oh...I think you might be surprised." I stated, "Sis hasn't changed that much, in fact she's looking for a place here. In fact your welcome to stay at my apartment if you haven't got a place to stay. I'm sure we have got a lot to catch up to."
"Yes...I would like that." Mom added, "You sure you have the room though?"
"Oh yeah, Sis is staying with us while she's getting settled in." I explained, "Just be prepared for a few surprises though."
"Oh it can't be that bad."
Mom and I managed to return to our apartment, and we were greeted with a rather flustered Silver Wind.
"U-uh h-hi." He stuttered out, "I-I take it you two made up. H-hey that's great news."
"I take it Sis is home?" I asked amused at my coltfriends flustered expression.
"O-Oh yeah...She is..." He stuttered out. "I-I didn't realize your sister could be so enthusiastic...and loud...very,very loud."
"I take it you must be this Midnight my daughter told me about, I'm so sorry my eldest is such a handful." Mom apologized, I just laughed.
"Mom this isn't Midnight." I corrected her, "This is my coltfriend Silver Wind."
"Oh I'm so sorry for the mix up...w-wait...WHAT!!!!" Mom screamed.
"Well I did say a lot has happened the past two years." I said with a grin. "I'll explain later."
As soon as Mom got into the living room she shouted.
"BRIGHT SPARK GET YOUR BUTT HERE RIGHT NOW!!!!"
"O-oh hi mom..." Bright Spark greeted with an awkward smile. "Sorry I couldn't meet up...my hands were tied."
"Don't you hi mom me Missy!" Mom scolded, "Do you know how worried I've been about you since you've ran off to look for your younger sister, and instead I find out you've been flirting with some colt called Midnight!!!"
"M-Mom it isn't like that...I-I swear." Bright spark tried to explain.
"Oh even after this time you two as much a handful as ever..." Mom sighed, "but I'm glad you're both alright..." Before mom could finish Midnight Gleam entered the room looking a combination of being rather flustered, embarrassed, unusually happy and was she glowing?
"Oh are you one of my daughters friends?" Mom asked Midnight.
"O-oh yes Hearth Fire and I go to the same college, we've been friends for a couple of years now." Midnight explained,
"I-I'm Midnight Gleam, I was just getting to know Bright Spark here I've been showing her around the past few days."
"Yeah...on the living room floor, the kitchen, the shower..." Silver Wind thought to himself bemused. "So help me if I find out you two did it in our room..."
"D-did you just say your name was Midnight?" Mom asked, Midnight just nodded and Mom promptly fainted.
"Mom!!" Bright Spark and I shouted as we put her on the couch.
"Smooth Midnight...real smooth..." Silver Wind said as he shook his head.
"H-Hey what did I do?" Midnight stammered out embarrassed.
"Bright Spark apparently." Silver Wind deadpanned.