Dragoon Family
Young Amber Dragoon sat down with a sigh. All children of her age love one thing, running around until they fell asleep, but that’s not what she was doing right now. Sure, she loved her family, and she loved visiting her aunt Twilight, but running wasn’t a thing she was allowed to do here. She wasn’t sure why either, but she got in trouble for doing it last time.
“It was so great to see you guys again, it’s really been too long! I’m so glad things are working out for you in Manehattan Rarity!” Twilight said as she sat down next to Amber on the bench, patting the young girl on her head.
“Oh thank you darling, it has been tough at times, but it’s such a blast as well!” Rarity said as she sat down as well, hands crossed over the small handbag that rested on her lap.
“It took some time to get used to the level of pretentiousness some of her customers have though, I haven’t seen people like that since back at Canterlot.” Spike said as he used a finger to loosen the tie that was basically strangling him. “Geeze, I felt like that thing was going to be the end of me.” he added.
Rarity rolled her eyes at her husband's antics. “Oh please, it’s not all bad. Sure, we might get a few...less than desireable customers, but they’re only a small factor that we don’t have to deal with very often. And by ‘we’ I do mean ‘me’ of course.” she added with a smirk.
Twilight smiled. “Still, I miss you guys being over here in Ponyville, it was so easy to just take a short walk and visit my favorite niece.” she said as she leaned down and gave Amber a hug.
“Up!” the young girl said as she held her arms up.
Twilight's grin grew wider. “Oh, of course I’ll pick you up!”
“Easy now Twi, we don’t want her to get addicted to that level of affection and get spoiled.” Spike said as he sat down in the now empty space his daughter once occupied.
“Speaking of which,” Rarity said with a smirk, “I think we have a few things we need to talk about.”
The Apples
“So when exactly is this party happenin’?” Applejack asked as she leaned against the wall of her sisters room.
“The sub said we’d do it all day tomorrow.” Applebloom replied as she continued to color the words in on the poster she was helping to make.
“Yea, it’s her last day.” Scootaloo piped in as she and Sweetie Belle walked into the room with, their arms full of glitter and after crafting supplies.
“Ms. Twilight won't be back until the next school year, so we want to make sure we send her off with a blast!” Sweetie Belle said as she laid her supplies down and started cutting little hearts out of the paper she had.
“So Ah’ll be there at 10 sharp, alright?” Applejack said as she stood up straight and began walking out of the room. “Let me know if y'all need anything.”
With that, she closed the door and walked down the hall to her own room. She took her hat off, placing it onto her dresser, and kicked her boots off of her feet.
She had spent the day cooking and preparing food for Twilight's party, and it was more exhausting than she thought. She had to make enough for the kids in the class, the adults visiting, and extra for any teachers and faculty that might stop by. But she was an Apple, this was one of the things her family specialized in.
Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy
“So, do you really think Twilight will like us telling stories about her when she was a kid to all of her students?” Fluttershy asked her pink-haired friend who was busily swapping different outfits and hairstyles onto her body. It was quite amazing to see really, nobody knew how she did it.
“Of course silly!” Pinkie responded, turning around with her hair in pigtails. “The kids would love to hear about what their teacher was like at their age, and Twilight would love taking a walk down memory lane with her friends! It’s a win-win situation!”
Fluttershy let a smile cross her face for a brief moment before a worried frown took its place. She grabbed a lock of her hair that draped around her shoulder and began to gently stroke it, it was something she did a lot when she was nervous, which was pretty much all the time.
“Um, but Twilight just studied all the time. There aren’t many stories to tell.” she said in her soft voice.
Pinkie Pie put a finger to her lip as she took a moment to think about that fact. “Well, she’s living proof that if you work hard, you’ll achieve your greatest dreams! Twilight always wanted to help people learn, what better way was there than to become a teacher?”
Fluttershy let her smile return and she nodded. “You’re right, it’ll be a story about being a great role model.”
“Eeeexactly!” Pinkie exclaimed happily as she put her hands on her friend's shoulders and looked her in the eyes. “Now, let’s find something for you to wear.”
Twilight Sparkle
“Ok, bye! I hope to see you guys again soon!” Twilight said as she stood in front of her open door, waving goodbye to Spike, Rarity, and Amber. She smiled brightly as she saw the two year old girl walking with her parents, she found it adorable how one of Spike's steps took about three steps from his daughter to catch up.
As she saw them round the corner and vanish from sight, she gave a sigh and walked back into her home. It wasn’t very late, but she was pretty. The thought of her bed was like thinking of heaven. She looked over at the stairs that led up to her room and felt the pain of her throbbing feet.
“I’m sure the bench here is comfortable enough.” she said as she grabbed a small blanket and made her way to the soft bench that was just occupied by her closest friend and his family.
‘It was nice seeing them all again, it’s been a few months.’ she thought to herself as she lay down and covered herself with the blanket. She placed a hand onto her stomach, which had protruded a lot over the last few months, and felt movement.
“Don’t start getting active now little one, mommy needs a nap. Wait until daddy gets home.” she said out loud.
There was a time where she wondered why pregnant women talked to their unborn babies, they couldn’t hear nor understand what was being said after all, but now she knew. There was no real explanation, but it was comforting.
The movement within her body stopped and she smiled. “You’re going to be well behaved, I can tell.” she said, before she felt her eyes slowly begin to close.
Her thoughts drifted all over the place in her last moments of consciousness. Rarity asking to make her baby clothes was the highlight of her day, and she couldn’t wait to see what she had in mind. There wasn’t much time left until her bundle of joy was here. Tomorrow was her last day teaching for the year, and then she was on maternity leave. She was sure the kids had something planned, and she couldn’t wait to see what it was.
The future seemed bright, and she couldn’t be happier.
Just as she was fading into sleep, she heard the door creak open. She was too far gone to open her eyes, and just as she lost her battle with consciousness she heard a familiar voice.
“Sleep well honey.”