A Seed In The Patch
Welcome, My Little One: A Seed In The Patch
"I can't believe she's gone..."
Forty-five years. That's how long Northern Lights had known his beloved wife, Poppy. As the years had flown for Twilight, so did the years for Northern Lights. And now, almost sixty years after Northern Lights was born, Poppy had passed away. And today was the funeral.
Twilight was at his side for nearly the entire time. She knew the pain of loss when it came to a marriage, and she was one of the only ponies that Northern Lights knew that felt the same pain he did. Her consoling didn't take the pain away, but it did help to dull it. They now found themselves back home in Twilight's library, Northern Lights' childhood home. They sat at the kitchen table, Northern Lights with an untouched glass of water. Twilight sat across from him, the sadness on Northern Lights' face mirrored by her own.
"I know it's a hard thing to grasp, Northy, but you'll see her again one day. I'm sure of it." Twilight couldn't help but smile at her next thought. "I bet she's with your father right now, and they're smiling down on us, thinking, 'quit cryin', you two. We're still right there with you. Now sit up and save us a big ol' hug for when you get here."
A smile cracked onto Northern Lights' face as he sat up, staring up at, or through, the ceiling. "I don't care if you're all the way up there," he said almost to no one in particular, "I'll still whoop your flank, you old stallion."
Twilight giggled. "I'm sure Poppy will do that for you."
Northern Lights sighed through a smile, and a little bit of sadness crept back into his eyes. "I'm getting too old to be alone." It was true that Northern Lights was old. His mane was beginning to grey, and his skin in his face was just barely sagging.
"An elderly heart is a brittle one," Twilight said. "You should definitely be sad that she's gone, but don't let it break your heart, or you'll never get it back." She smiled, placing a hoof on Northern Lights'. "And besides, you can be darn sure that I'll always be with you until the day you're right up there with them."
"Thanks, mom," Northern Lights said. "I guess that's one perk that you're an Alicorn." He frowned. "I know this sounds bad, but I wish you wouldn't be here forever."
Twilight's expression dropped, then she nodded. "Equis needs me here, Northy. But I promise that if you floated right down from the sky and gave me a big warm hug, I'd still feel it. That's something, right?"
Northern Lights got up from the table, trotted over to his mother, and embraced her. "I'll do that, but I think you'll be sick and tired of them by the time that happens."
Twilight giggled, returning the hug. "That'd be wonderful, Northy. You only have a little while left here, but I want you to make the best of every moment. I've had a wonderful life, especially with you, but I'd trade in my own crown to keep you here just a little longer."
Northern Lights let go of his mother, and pulled his chair closer to her. "I know, but you know how impatient Poppy can be. And Evergreen's just like her mother. When she left the funeral today, she'd sat on a hill for the longest time. I've never seen her sit so still in her entire life. She never liked to wait for things, but it was almost like she was waiting for a mother to come back."
"So what did you do to comfort her?" Twiligh asked.
Northern Lights shrugged. "I sat up there with her, let her rest her head on my chest, and waited right there with her."
"What did you tell her to do when you move on?" Northern Lights didn't answer. "I'll tell you what you should tell her. Stay strong, live her life to the fullest, and if she ever needs someone for comfort, I'd always be glad to tell her about how you used to wear your Wonderbolt blanket as a cape and jump on the bed yelling-"
"I wanna be a Wonderbolt when I grow up, Momma," Northern Lights finished. Twilight just smiled. Northern Lights never became a Wonderbolt, but he got to meet them on several occasions due to Twilight's royal position. After Northern Lights finished her sentence, Twilight leaned over to hug him again.
"You'll always be my little Wonderbolt, Northern Lights," Twilight said.
"I might never fly as high as you did, Mom," Northern lights said, "but I'll always try to fly higher than I did the day before."
"That's my little one." Twilight kissed his forehead.
There was a knock at the door.
Twilight looked up suddenly. She wasn't expecting a visitor, but Northern Lights was. He got up from the table, and opened the door. Just outside, in the dimming light of the evening, Evergreen stood on the doorstep. Evergreen was now about the same size as Twilight, going on about twenty years old. She'd earned her Cutie Mark several years back, two pine trees, one shorter than the other, pressed closely together. She had a small green cloth wrapped around her hoof. It was a lucky cloth that belonged to Poppy, who wore it around her neck every so often, saying the green meant Evergreen. "So y'all will be close to mah heart as long as ah wear it," she would say. Northern Lights gave it to her as something to remember her mother by.
"Hey, Dad," Evergreen said. "Can I come in?"
Northern Lights smiled, then turned his head toward his mother. "I don't know," he said. "It's not my house."
Evergreen smiled, rolling her eyes. "Can I come in, Aunty Twilight?" Evergreen asked. She had a very thin country accent, just a fragment of what her mother's voice used to be. She referred to Twilight as "aunty" since Twilight looked young enough to be her aunt, and Twilight just didn't enjoy being called anything that so much as rhymed with old.
"You're always welcome in my home, Evergreen," Twilight replied. Northern Lights bowed, holding out his hoof as to say, "right this way". Evergreen trotted past him and took a seat at the table. Northern Lights closed the door, and sat back down in his original chair, but didn't move it an inch away from his mother.
"How are you, Evergreen?" Twilight couldn't help but ask.
"I'm alright," Evergreen replied halfheartedly. "I really miss my mother, but she's in a better place."
"She's up there keeping your old grandpa in line," Northern Lights said.
Evergreen smiled, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, yeah?" she asked. "And which one of you thought of that one first?"
Northern Lights rolled his eyes over to his mother, and Twilight rolled her own eyes, raising one hoof.
"Guilty as charged," she said.
"We'll that's what I thought." Evergreen gently patted Northern Lights on the head. "There's no way this old stallion could think of something that smart at his age."
"You watch it, missy," Northern Lights said through a smile, "or I'll show you how smart I can be."
"Aaanyways," Twilight said, "what makes you say that's smart?"
"Someone's gotta keep that cocky old cahoot in line." All three of then shared a laugh. Poppy always used to call Northern Lights' father a "cocky old cahoot".
After their laughter died down, Twilight couldn't help but ask, "So what brings you here tonight, Evergreen? Just feeling lonely?"
"Actually, I have something to tell you guys." She smiled, but rubbed her cloth-wrapped leg nervously.
"You're pregnant!?" Northern Lights looked shocked.
"Northern Lights," Twilight warned, giving him a gentle shove. But Evergreen shrugged.
"Not exactly," she said.
Before Northern Lights spoke up again, Twilight asked, "What do you mean?"
She lifted her hoof onto the table, and pulled on the cloth with her teeth. It came free, and underneath was a gold ring wrapped around her hoof.
A wedding band.
Both her father and grandmother stared in awe.
Evergreen giggled and shrugged, "For the record, I said yes."
Northern Lights finally snapped to his senses, dashing around the table to hug his daughter. "My little girl's getting married!" He couldn't contain his excitement, but still managed to let go of his daughter before the questions came flying. "Who's the lucky stallion? Is he handsome? Did he almost have a heart attack beforehand like my dad di-" Twilight quieted him down with a hoof against his muzzle. Twilight smiled, raising an eyebrow. Northern Lights got the message. Calm down. He sighed, pulling his seat up near his daughter. He sat down and said, "I'm very proud of you, Evergreen. I just know you're gonna make him the happiest stallion in the world."
"Thanks, Daddy," Evergreen said. Northern Lights teared up a little. He loved it when Evergreen called him Daddy. "The wedding's in about a month. I'l certainly be expecting you two in the front row." Evergreen turned to Twilight. "You think Spike'll show his big head at the reception?"
"I'm sure he will," Twilight replied, "if you ask him nice enough."
Evergreen smiled, and turned back to her father. "His name's Permafrost, Dad. He's a real sweet stallion. You've met him before, remember? Dark blue mane, lighter blue body, snowflake Cutie Mark?"
"The one I threatened to beat with your mother's purse if he so much as looked at you the wrong way?" Northern Lights asked.
Evergreen giggled, and nodded. "That's him."
Northern Lights smiled, raising an eyebrow and leaning toward his daughter. "Has he?"
"If he does, I'll set him right real quick so things don't get ugly, okay?"
Northern Lights crossed his front legs, the smile never leaving his face. "I don't knooow, I think I'd like to have a little heart to heart with him before you get married."
"As long as your answer's yes," Evergreen said, "you can talk to him as long as you like."
Northern Lights shrugged a little more dramatically than needed. "Eh, I'll consider it."
Evergreen leaned over and hugged her father. "Thanks, Daddy." Her father returned the hug, but didn't respond, simply kissing her on the forehead. Evergreen let go, and leaned back in her chair, and she had a nervous smile, her eyes shifting from side to side as if there was something else she was afraid to say. Northern Lights leaned his head onto his hoof, supporting it on the table.
"Whaaat is it?" he asked.
"Well, um," Evergreen started, re-wrapping her cloth around the hoof without the wedding band, "It's getting kinda late, and I don't wanna walk all the way back to my home in Manehattan. So is it okay if I..." She trailed off, an expectant smile on her face."
Northern Lights smiled, crossing his front legs again. "No," he said simply. Twilight tilted her head, puzzled.
Evergreen shrugged, her smile becoming a little more genuine. "Guess I'm sleeping in the park tonight." She got out of her chair and headed for the door. Twilight's face became increasingly full of concern. "I'll scream as loud as I can if somepony tries to kidnap me, but you never know. It might not be enough."
Northern Lights chuckled as he got out of his chair, trotting over to the door and opening it.
"Let's go home," he said. Evergreen smiled, and trotted out the door. Northern Lights turned to his mother. "G'night, Mom. I'll come back and visit you tomorrow. Mind if I bring Evergreen?"
"That's the only reason you're allowed back in this house," Twilight said with a smile. Northern Lights returned it with one of his own.
"Goodnight, Mom."
"Sweet dreams, my little one."
Northern Lights trotted out the door, closing it behind him.
Twilight got out of her chair and trotted to the window. She stood up on her back hooves, placing her front ones on the edge of the window frame. She watched as Northern Lights and his daughter trotted down the path back into the heart of Ponyville. She smiled, wiping a tear from your eye.
"I told you you'd have a little one of your own someday. And she's beautiful, Northy."
She kept watching, tears in her eyes, as their silhouettes disappeared as the sun dipped behind the horizon.
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my feels hurt.
my head canon is that they can visit from the eternal realm or whatever its called.
What. Is. This. Somebody. Agh.
Isn't Twilight Evergreen's grandmother?
So Aunty isn't the correct thing to say...
Other than that, I liked it!
Thanks for an update. This was a very sweet chapter. Good luck with future chapters, when they come.
5245812 In a way, Evergreen calls her that because she's still the same age as she would be if she was her aunt, not her grandmother. I should clarify that.
5245829 Alright
There is just one little thing that is still eating me about this story: we know Spike considers Twiloght as his mother, but does she feel the same towards Spike, does she really considers him her son? I would be grateful if you could tell me.
5246011 That's a good point. I'll have to get back to you on that, might say so in the next chapter.
Ill be expecting it impatiently. Until then Ill keep my hopes high.
Me: ...sniff....
Random Other Commenter: Are you crying?
Me: No! I've...I've just got an eyelash in my eye...
Keep up the good work!!!
Sad on the start, happy in the end. Lovely new chapter, and obligatory
for this still being alive!
I cant read this anymore I might die from the feels
5458549 THANK YOU D:
Another great chapter, keep it up Delta. I'm working on brewing up another Chapter for The Gift Of Motherhood but I can't figure out how far in the future to go with it.