"Ditzy? Ditzy are you still there?" I stared ahead blankly, not quite sure how to respond. It wasn't until I heard my name for the umpteenth time that I snapped out of my trance.
"Yes. I'm still here." I say. "I just wanted to make sure I heard you correctly is all."
"Ditzy, I asked if next week would be a good time to come see you. Unless my daughter is too busy living her own life for little old me."
"No Mom, it's not that, I just wasn't expecting you to say that."
"Well," She began, "It's been forever since I've seen you and your house. I'm sure a lot has changed over there in Ponyville." I looked to my sleeping filly on the blanket I laid out for her. In her favorite sleeping position.
"I guess you could say that." She chuckled.
"I can't wait to catch up with you, I guess that neither of us could find the time." She sighed.
"Yeah." I agreed. "I really miss you Mom, I wish we could talk more." I said.
"Me too sweetie. But while we have the chance, maybe you could tell me if any new stallions are coming your way?" She hinted, the smirk in her voice was as clear as glass. I blushed and thankfully just then, Dinky started to wake up.
"I'll tell you later," She laughed.
"I'm just teasing dear, I just really miss you." Dinky was starting to rub her eyes and seemed to be looking for me.
"I miss you too Mom, but I really need to get going."
"What could that be?" She asked, still trying to hold conversation.
"I assure you that you'll know once you come over next week. I'll call you later to sort out the details."
"Oh but Ditzy, can't it wait?" She asked.
"Sorry Mom, but it's important, I'll see you later."
"Oh...very well, I'll see you later then dear. I love you."
"Love you too Mom." I say. Just then I hang up the receiver and sigh. I turn to Dinky, who immediately brightens up once she sees me.
"You're so lucky you know," I say to her, sitting down next to her. "You'll get to see your mother all the time. And that's a promise."
As soon as I got back home from work, I went straight home. At this point, everypony in town knew about my little secret, so I didn't have to be so subtle about it anymore. My manager even offered to give me more time off so I could get to Dinky sooner.
As soon as I rang the door bell, Carrot Top came to it with a big smile on her face.
"Hey there Dinky, how was work?"
"It was fine, is Dinky okay."
"She's fine, trust me. She's asleep in her new little crib." Ever since I had put enough money aside for it, I bought Dinky the best crib I could find. She always slept in it whenever I wasn't there.
"Thanks again Carrot Top," I say, rubbing the back of my head.
"I won't hear of it, it's always a pleasure to watch Dinky. I'm just glad that I get to watch her all of the time." She said.
"I appreciate it."
"Don't sweat it Derpy, now I'd better get home, I don't want to spoil your Mother's visit." She said. Before I could say anything else, she trotted away. I can't help but sigh as I watch her trot off in the distance.
The next few hours I spent was prepping for my Mother's visit. Dinky grew bored of watching me fly around all over the place, straightening anything that was out of place. However, my Mother was famous for always showing up early.
The knock on the door startled me, and I nearly dropped the feather duster in my teeth. Before I could say anything else, the familiar cheery voice came through the door, before it stopped altogether. I rush over to see what was going on, finding my mother at the opening of the living room, staring Directly towards Dinky with an open mouth. I sigh and store away the duster in it's original place.
"Hi mom."
She looks up to me with a jump, seeming to break out of her trance. Her yellow eyes dart from me to Dinky as she nervously flutters her aged light gray wings. Her mouth slowly closed shut as she returned her gaze to Dinky. I close the door she left open and move her suitcase to the side.
"Let's talk Mom."
She looks to me with curious yet understanding eyes.
I patiently motion towards the couch as I pick up Dinky, who seems to be backing away from her. I sit and let her bury her face in my fur, hiding away from a new face.
My mother approaches me slowly, still dazed from shock as she sits next to me. I on the other hoof, just patiently and calmly explain to her how the foal in my lap became my own. She; too my surprise asked no questions, though usually she'd be asking a storm.
She calmly awaits until I finish my little tale before her eyes move from Dinky and match with mine again.
For a long time, she stays quiet, looking to me with a look I couldn't quite decipher. It almost made me want to hide myself, let alone poor Dinky who started shaking in my embrace.
Eventually, she edges a little closer to me and moves to Dinky. "C-can I hold her?" I smile and nod. I look down to the foal in my arms, who, sensing my sudden movement looks up to me with nervous and shy eyes.
After much coaxing, I eventually get her to look away to my mother, who proudly wears a sweet smile. I look to Dinky and bring her to my mother.
"She's not really that social when it comes to new ponies. It takes her a while to warm up to them." I caution. My mother, expertly carries her in her arms, looking down to her happily.
"I can't believe it, I'm a grandmother at last." She said the next few lines with a few happy tears in her eyes.
"Don't cry Mom." I say.
"Oh but I can't help it, I can't believe that I have a granddaughter!" She said quietly. She looked to Dinky and started talking to her in a little baby voice. It was an adorable scene to watch. Eventually, Dinky started warming up to her as I thought she would, seeing how similar me and my mother looked, only her mane was closer to gold and her coat darker than mine. Along with the laugh lines she had at the corners of her eyes.
"She's so adorable Ditzy." She told me. "You're really doing a good job of taking care of her. Maybe one day she'll grow to be as amazing a mare as you." She nudged my side. "I just wish you could've told me about this little cutie sooner." She finished, before playing with Dinky's hooves and cooing at her.
"I just didn't want any unnecessary attention drawn towards her until she had a good home. And I'm the only one who can do it. But I'm sorry for waiting this long."
"I'm just glad I felt like coming over today." She smiled, moving a loose strand of her long, paling mane from her face. "I probably never would have gotten to see her like this."
"You still want to catch up now?"
"Of course Ditzy. Tell me, is there a stallion I should know about?" Raising an eyebrow while throwing me a knowing smirk. I begin to blush.
"Well, yeah." I admit, looking at the sofa cushion.
"Can I get a name?"
"His name's Time Turner, and we've been hanging out for a while now." I say.
"What's he like?"
"He doesn't make fun of my eyes, and he thinks I'm beautiful. He makes me laugh all the time, and he's super smart. He says I always make his day and brings me flowers all the time."
"He sounds nice. Anything else I should know about him?"
"Well he's super defensive of me if somepony ever made fun of me. And he likes Dinky. She likes to play with him, and he likes playing with her."
"Sounds like a wonderful stallion." She smiled.
We talked for a long time, talking about anything that came to our minds. My mother played with Dinky the whole time, who took to gnawing on her hoof.
Eventually she started getting fussy, and we had to end our conversation there. My mother sat at the kitchen table as I set Dinky in the crib, wrapping a blanket around her and giving her my little remedy.
"I should come over more often, or better yet, you should come to my house for a change." She said as I sat down next to her.
"I know, I just need to find the time." I say.
"Next time I see Dinky, I'll be sure to get her something she'll like." She claims.
"You could get her something soft." I hint, "She loves soft things."
"I'll be sure to keep that in mind." She replies.
With that, we continued our little conversation while Dinky slept peacefully in her crib.