Chapter 5 - A New Family
Chapter 5
A New Family
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“Well, looks like we’re finally free of that flightless Pegasus.”
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle turned at the sound of the taunting voice of the worst Earth Pony to ever walk on the face of Equus, Diamond Tiara as she and Silver Spoon walked towards them, large sneers on their faces.
It was recess and all the fillies and colts had run out of the classroom to have fun before having to return to their school work.
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle had sat near the gate and had been discussing why Scootaloo hadn’t come to school and why Bon-Bon of all ponies had come to talk with Miss Cheerilee about something that had made their teacher cry.
However, their discussion was now on hold, since they had to deal with the gruesome twosome of Ponyville Elementary.
“About time,” Silver Spoon said, glancing at Diamond before leering at the two other ponies. “The less useless blank flanks around here the better.”
“Shut it, you two!” Apple Bloom snorted, facing the two like Applejack would a stampede of... well, anything. “Ya’ll got no right ta say tha’ ’bout Scoots. Something really bad’s happened.”
Silver Spoon huffed. “Like anything bad happened to her that we could care about, right, Diamond Tiara?”
The pink Earth filly nodded. “What could possibly be bad about her not being here? She probably just ditched school to go hang with the pigs, where she belongs.”
“Something bad did happen!” Sweetie snapped, glaring at them. “Didn’t you see how sad Miss Cheerilee was when she came back from talking with Bon-Bon?”
Tiara glanced at Silver, an eyebrow raised in genuine confusion. “She was sad?”
“What’s she gotta be sad about?” Silver shook her head. “With that blank flank gone it’s one less hassle.”
“Scoots is in really big trouble!” Apple Bloom said, her rage barely being kept from showing.
Tiara smirked. “Oh, really? What’d she do this time, smash into another grocery cart while flying?” She emphasized the last word with gleeful malice.
“Ya’ll didn’a see Cheerilee’s face as she was talkin’ ta Bon-Bon!” Apple Bloom almost shouted. “She had tears streamin’ down her face! Something bad has happened ta Scoots. Ya’ll have no right in makin’ fun o’ her!”
“An’ if my big thithter wath the one t’ tell Mith Cheerilee, it mutht be real bad!”
The two snotty Earth Ponies whirled around to see a very angry Twist standing behind them, her nostrils flaring.
“My big tithter has never, never looked tho upthet before. Not even when our grandma died! If the wath tho clothe to breaking down jutht talking to Mith Cheerilee, it’th thomething really, really bad.”
The freckle-faced Earth Pony stomped towards the two and they started backing away, before realizing that Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle were blocking them in that direction.
“Whatever my thithter came to tell the teacher, you have no right to thpeak.” She pointed a hoof away, towards a tree. “Go and don’t thpeak about thtuff you don’t underthtand.”
“How dare you?” Diamond said angrily. “My daddy could have your sister fired in a... a... wait. Sister?”
Twist nodded. “Bon-Bon ith my big thithter. You gotta problem with that?”
Tiara and Spoon’s faces went pale and they hurried off, not looking back.
Twist walked towards her two friends, both of whom had shocked expression.
“Is that true, Twist?” Sweetie Belle asked, her eyes wide. “Bon-Bon is really you big sister?”
Twist scratched behind her neck. “Well, thep-thithter, really? Her mother married my dad when I wath jutht a foal. But the’th been my thithter for ath long ath I can remember, tho I don’t think about the thtep thing.”
Both the unicorn and farm filly turned to each other, saying “Whoa!” in unison.
“After thchool, let’th go to my thither’th houthe. Myabe we can find out what’th happening from her.”
“Why not stop by her shop?” Sweetie Belle suggested. “It’s closer and we can follow her there.”
Apple Bloom nodded. “Sounds like a great idea, Sweetie. We’ll do it, right after school.”
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Bon-Bon sighed as she moved the sherbet lemons to another shelf. The last batch had gone a bit stale, so she couldn’t sell them.
However, her mind was far away from thoughts of any type of candy. They were on her new daughter and all the pain that poor filly had already been through.
After her own father had died, Bon-Bon hadn’t wanted to talk with anypony, even her mother and when her mother remarried, she’d felt like her mother was trying to replace her dad, so Bon-Bon didn’t speak for days after, even refused to eat at the same table with them, waiting until after they'd finished their meals before she'd go and sit to eat her own.
That was until, on the third day after the wedding, she noticed the sound of crying.
She’d followed the sound to a nursery with candy designs. The walls were papered with candy canes backgrounded by pink, the floor was padded, with sugar drops designs and the crib in the centre was covered in all sorts of candy patterns.
She knew her mother hadn’t been pregnant, so it must have been the foal of her step-father. She refused to call him “father” or “dad”, even in her mind.
She walked hesitantly over to the crib and looked in. Inside was a small Earth Pony foal with a white coat and bright red hair and a freckled face.
As soon as she was within view, the foal stopped crying and looked at her with big bright pink eyes.
Bon-Bon couldn’t help but smile, to which the foal smiled a big, toothless smile back.
The young mare had leaned in and nuzzled the small foal, who cooed and gurgled happily in response.
She’d learned shortly after that this was her new sister, Twist. Her mother had died giving birth to her, so Twist had never gotten to know her birth mother.
Upon hearing this, Bon-Bon had felt guilty for how selfish she’d been about her mother remarrying. Her remarrying had given little Twist a mother, something she’d never had before; from the very moment she’d been born.
After that, Bon-Bon had loved her little sister like any big sister would. In fact, years later, it was while Twist had been helping Bon-Bon make a new batch of candy for the store that Twist had gotten her Cutie Mark.
Bon-Bon was pulled from her reverie of memories by the sound of the store bell tinkling.
Knowing her sister, and since school would be out by now, Bon-Bon wasn’t surprised when she turned around to find Twist walking into the store. What did surprise her were the two fillies following her. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle.
She hadn’t expected those two to come for a while. They normally only came when they were with...
Bon-Bon’s heart sank as she realized why they had come and lowered her eyes to hide the tears. They wanted to know why Scootaloo hadn’t been in school and Twist must have suspected that her big sister had something to do with it, since she’d come to the school.
Twist walked up to the counter, a worried expression on her face.
“Thith?” she asked with her usual lisp. “Thootaloo didn’t come to thchool today. And why were you talking with Mith Cheerilee. Do you know thomething about thith?”
Bon-Bon looked away, not wanting to meet her sister or her sister’s friends’ eyes.
“I... I shouldn’t be the one to tell you, Twisty,” she said softly.
“Did somethin’ bad happen to her?” Apple Bloom’s voice was loud as she ran to the counter. “Please don’ tell me she is in any trouble?!”
“Please, Bon-Bon?” Sweetie Belle asked, giving her puppy dog eyes. “We’re really worried. If something bad happened to Scoots, we wanna know about it.”
The older mare turned to her shelves so they couldn’t see her tears. “Wh-what...? What makes you think I’d know anything about it?”
She didn’t like how this was going. She knew her sister and the two fillies were Scootaloo’s best friends, but this was something only Scootaloo should tell them. Sure, she and Lyra were her mothers now, but this was something personal to Scootaloo and she didn’t feel right telling anypony about it without asking her first.
“Cuz you an’ Lyra were the ones tha’ picked her up, yesterday,” Apple Bloom stated firmly. “Ya’ll were the last ones ta see ’er. What happened after ya took her away.”
“Thith?” She turned to see tears in Twist’s eyes. “Do you know thomething? What’th going on?”
Bon-Bon sighed. She’d never been able to resist when her sister was like this.
“Okay,” she said quietly, barely a whisper. “Wait a few minutes. Once I’m finished here, I’ll take you all to see Scootaloo.”
The three fillies looked at each other, both with excitement at finding out what was going on with Scootaloo, and worry from Bon-Bon’s reaction.
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Scootaloo sat on the couch, looking outside at the rain. It had started a few minutes ago. The weather pegasi were sending a downpour down now, since they’d missed two showers and were planning on getting it all out now so there’d be clear skies over the next couple days.
She watched as the rain poured outside, hitting the windows of her new home at regular intervals.
Her home. It was still hard to believe she was even able to think those words. She had a home. After so many months of living on her own, she had a home.
When her aunt had gone into hospital, she’d been put in a foster home til she got better, or so the doctors had put it. But the family she’d stayed with didn’t really want her there and, to be perfectly honest, she hadn’t wanted to be there either.
So, she’d gone at it alone. She could’ve asked one of her friends, but she hadn’t felt right about it. It was something she’d had to burden and didn’t want to force that on her friends.
Now, however, that wasn’t the case. Her aunt was gone and she’d never be coming back.
Scootaloo touched the necklace around her neck, her hoof resting on one of the feathers. They were her aunt’s pinfeathers. Pegasi only gave these to those they wanted to be with or...
Tears slid down her face. The moment she’d seen the feathers, she knew it was too late. Her aunt wasn’t going to get better.
The sound of Lyra getting something for them to eat snapped her back to the present and a tiny smile managed to appear on her face.
She had a home again. Not only that, she had two loving mothers.
I know I should just say I’m happy, but please watch over me, Auntie Lofty, she thought, looking back out at the cloud-covered sky. Mom, Dad, Aunt Holiday. I miss you all. But I won’t let that hold me down. Heh, or I’ll try, anyway. You know me: tough on the outside, absolute mush on the inside.
She felt a hoof on her shoulder and looked around to see Lyra, giving a sad smile.
“You okay, kiddo?” she asked, though she clearly knew Scooaloo was far from it.
The Pegasus turned and hugged her unicorn mother, not wanting to let go. She’d lost too much already. She didn’t want to lose anymore.
The door banged open, indicating Bon-Bon had returned early from work.
“Guess the storm’s too heavy for anypony to go to the store,” Lyra said as she released Scootaloo and the two of them headed for the front door. “At least it means we both get to spend some time together...”
She trailed off as they saw Bon-Bon wasn’t as soaked as she should be. There was a green magical aura surrounding her and three smaller ponies that were around her.
Scootaloo went rigid at the sight of her three friends, all of whom were staring at her, wide-eyed.
A second later, the Pegasus was pulled into a huge hug by the three fillies, all shouting how happy they were to see her and that she was okay.
“Of course I’m okay,” the confused filly said, pulling away slightly so she could breathe properly. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Bon-Bon said they took you to the hospital last night!” Sweetie Belle squeaked.
Scootaloo turned to Bon-Bon, hurt she’d told without asking.
Lyra glared at Bon-Bon.
The Earth mare looked down. “Sorry. It just slipped out.”
Scootaloo looked down. “What did she tell you?”
Apple Bloom shook her head. “Nothin’ really. She said they took ya ta the hospital, but nothin’ else.”
Scootaloo gave a small smile to Bon-Bon, letting her know she was forgiven, since she hadn’t told them anything but that.
“What happened, Thcootaloo?” Twist asked, looking very worried. “Were you thick or thomething? Why didn’t you tell uth? We'd’ve helped.”
Scootaloo shook her head. “We didn’t go to the hospital because something had happened to me.” She paused, before going on, taking a deep breath. “It was my aunt.”
“Lofty?” Apple Bloom asked, her ears drooping. “Wha’ happened?”
Scootaloo looked away. “She... She had cancer. It was pretty bad.”
Sweetie blinked. “She had cancer? Is...? Is she okay now? Did she get better?”
Scootaloo said nothing, just looked at the floor.
Lyra walked over and put a leg around Scootaloo, who buried herself into the unicorn.
Lyra sighed. “No, girls. She didn’t get better.”
Apple Bloom had gone pale. “Ya... Ya don’ mean...?”
Sweetie Belle looked at Apple Bloom, her lips quivering. “Don’t mean what?”
Bon-Bon sighed and nodded to Lyra, who looked down at Scootaloo and felt her nod into her fur.
“She... she didn’t make it, girls,” she said quietly. “Last night... Lofty passed away.”
A dead silence filled the room as the words she’d spoken sunk into the three fillies’ minds. It sunk more into Scootaloo’s mind as well. Hearing it from Lyra somehow made it seem more real. Like, if she’d pretended last night hadn’t happened, she could pretend her aunt just went away to another hospital.
Now, however, she couldn’t do that. It was all too real and her tears dampened Lyra’s fur.
“Who...? Who’s gonna look after Scoots now, then?” Apple Bloom asked, looking down. “Ah ain’t never seen her parents. Or any member of her family, really?”
Bon-Bon shook her head. “Scootlaoo doesn’t have any other family, girls,” she said solemnly. “Her father’s side of the family moved away a long time ago and nopony knows where they went. And Lofty was the last known living member of her mother’s family.”
“Then... what’s going to happen to Scootaloo?” Sweetie Belle squeaked, tears streaming down her muzzle. “She won’t have to go away, will she?”
Lyra shook her head. “No. She’s staying right here, in Ponyville. And, no, she won’t be going to the orphanage either.”
Twist looked both worried and confused. “Then, where’th the gonna go?”
Lyra gave a small, warm smile. “Before she passed, Lofty, Bonny and I talked. We talked about Scootaloo. She signed some papers and gave us the legal right to adopt her.”
Twist blinked, her worried turning to shock. “You and... you and my thithter are gonna be her momth?”
Lyra nodded and could feel Scootaloo giving a smile into her fur. “Yes. Yes, we are. She’s our daughter now.”
Twist turned to her older sister. “Doeth that mean... what I think it meanth? Thcootth ith...?”
Bon-Bon nodded. “Scootaloo’s a part of our family. You’re an aunt, Twisty. Her aunt.”
All for fillies’ eyes went wide, Scootaloo looking up at Lyra.
“Is... Is she right?” she asked, shaking ever so slightly.
Lyra nodded. “We’re both your mothers and since I’m married to Bonny, her family are my family. And, since Twist is her little sister, that makes her your aunt and you her niece.”
Scootaloo looked dumbstruck.
“I’m... an aunt?” Twist asked, her mouth gapping. “But... I’m not even a teenager yet.”
Bon-Bon chuckled, pulling her little sister into a one legged hug. “You don’t have to be an adult to become an aunt, or in a colt’s case, an uncle. If you have a sister or brother that becomes a parent, you still become an aunt or uncle. In your case, you’ve become Scootaloo’s aunt.”
Both fillies stared at each other, their eyes as wide as saucepans.
Suddenly, they both screamed, ran at each other and embraced one another in a hug.
Lyra looked at Bon-Bon and they both smiled. After what Scootaloo had been through, this was a good thing. Probably some of the best news the poor filly had had in a long time.
Soon, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle were part of the hug too, all four fillies jumping up and down as they held the hug, squealing with glee.
Lyra turned away from the happy scene in front of her and looked out at the pouring rain through the window.
She frowned. “I’m not sure you girls will be able to get home in this weather,” she said, noticing that it had also started hailing slightly.
“But, what’ll we do then?” Sweetie Belle asked, looking anxious. “Rarity will freak when I don’t come home.”
Lyra put a hoof to her chin, thinking. “It might be hard, but I should be able to send messages to your families, letting them know you’re all safe.”
Apple Bloom blinked, raising an eyebrow. “Ya can? How?”
Lyra smirked. “Did Princess Twilight Sparkle ever tell you that she and I both went to Princess Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns?”
All four fillies’ mouths dropped open.
“Seriously?” Scootaloo gaped. Her new mother had gone to the same school as a princess? No way.
Lyra nodded. “Seriously. And I studied message teleportation there a lot, since she always sent messages via Spike’s dragon flame and I had to find a way to respond.”
All the fillies were staring, wide eyed.
“Wait...” Sweetie said, thinking. “If we can’t go home tonight, we’re stuck here. And if Scootaloo lives here now... and we’re staying over the night...”
The fillies all wore wide grins and shouted, “CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS SLEEPOVER AT SCOOTALOO’S HOUSE! Yay!”
The unicorn mare chuckled and turned to her wife, who nodded, having already taken some paper and a pencil out from a draw.
“Now,” Lyra asked, turning to the four fillies, “what should I write?”
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Several minutes later, three letters had been written and placed in envelopes. The four fillies watched in awe as Lyra lit her horn, enveloping the three letters in her golden aura, her face scrunched up as she focused her magic.
Suddenly the three envelopes in her aura caught alight, turned into golden smoke and floated away, passing through the walls.
“There,” Lyra gasped, wobbling as she breathed deeply, as if she’d just run a marathon. “The letters should arrive at your homes in a few minutes.”
“That was cool!” Apple Bloom bounced, grinning from ear to ear. “Can ya show us some more magic?”
Lyra chuckled weakly. “Maybe in a few hours. Right now, I’m kinda...”
She collapsed on the floor, panting. She’d forgotten just how much effort it took to send messages like that. She was also severely out of practice. She hadn’t used that spell since she and Twilight had left Canterlot and come to Ponyville.
“Lyra!” Bon-Bon shouted, running over.
“Mom!” Scootaloo shouted at the same time, her and the other fillies hurrying to the unicorn’s side.
“I’m okay,” she said weakly. “Just used too much magic at once. I’m not an alicorn, like Twilight. She could’ve sent a thousand letters at once and still not felt tired. Us normal unicorn’s don’t have that kinda luxury.”
Lyra let Bon-Bon help her up. Despite her exhaustion from the overuse of magic, she was smiling. Scootaloo had just called her “Mom” without a second thought and that made her happier than she could ever express.
Bon-Bon helped Lyra onto the couch, where she lay, her eyes drooping, her body begging her to take a small nap.
“Well, while Lyra’s regaining her strength,” Bon-Bon said, shaking her head as she smiled, “I’ll go get dinner started. Will you girls be okay on your own?”
Scootaloo nodded, giving a small salute. “Don’t worry Bon— I mean, Mom,” she said firmly. “We’ll find something to do.”
Bon-Bon’s smile grew warmer and she nodded. “Okay. Just don’t disturb your mother, Scootaloo. She needs her rest after using so much magic.”
The Pegasus nodded. “You got it. Come on, girls. Let’s explore my new home.”
The other three nodded and the four of them ran off to explore new territory.
Lyra smiled, closing her eyes and letting sleep take her.
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I'd say the extra work has paid off. Quality chapter.
I think there was a couple of grammatical issues with Twist's lines but I'm not sure if that's intentional.
WOOOW! Them twist lines must have been a pain to write! I dont think I could have done it!
This chapter was really good.. I enjoyed it and it showed a lot of detail on the other CMC. I really liked that... (So wants to punt Silver Spoon and Diamond into a nearby lake)
And when they got to Scoots home; So touching! I almost lost some liquid pride... Very well done.
Keep it up this story is very enjoyable...
I'd like to see what other strugles Scoots and the others go though next. I'm sure Spoon and her little demon friend will have much to do with it...
Anyway I'll TTYL!
I think you did good work with the chapter. The lines from twist are not so hard to read when you know the context. And it doesn't feels rushed.
I just wonder know... how will the others react when Scootaloo get diapered for the night? Are they maybe put themselves in diapers so Scootaloo doesn't feels so embarrassed? That would be really cute from them^^
nice chapter but i have a queston regarding this:
how can Apple Booms parents recieve a letter?
4336241 the letters will appear in
she has no parents.
Why didn't I think of that? I'll fix that now
I enjoyed the chapter and am glad to see this story back, been a bit since the last update. Only real issues I saw was:
I underlined the issues, they are all pretty simple ones and I only noticed them due to how close they were together in these few lines. The start worried me but it all cleared up after this.
Shame you'll be busy helping others, but not a bad thing really. Looking forward to seeing more of this when time allows.
Nice chapter. I can just see DT and SS coming into Bon Bon's shop and having her kick them out while pointing to the "We reserve the right to refuse service to anyone!" sign. Or she "accidentally" gives them some candies with hot sauce centers she was making for Pinkie.
I will admit, while it was kind of annoying to read Twist's lines, it was very sweet to learn on how Bon-Bon & Twist became sisters. All and all, this was a good chapter! Can't wait for what's next!
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I think the words just got turned around, I think it suppose to say that the letters going to Sweetie Belle's parents and Applebloom's sister
LOVE THIS STORY. i'm sorry caps lock was on.
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*spits out water in surprise*
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WHAT!?
what a twist
Amazing!
You know, you don't have to write the lisp. We already know she has a lisp, so you don't need to remind us of that. All you need to do, is let us know what she's saying. Making the dialogue natural and easy to read is the number-one priority when writing dialogue.
The only exception is if you're purposefully trying to make it unnatural or hard to understand, for example, if a character is too nervous to talk clearly, or is speaking in such a way that the other characters in the story can't tell what they're saying. That's when it's okay to write a lisp or a thick accent.
Otherwise, the top priority is making the dialogue easy to understand.
I know. I can't wait wait for the finale. Then comes the Wait for the next season.
Wow, I didn't know Twist had it in her to stand up to Diamond like that. If she and Silver Spoon were serving the lord of the underworld, I think this would be his reaction:
And Twist is Scoot's aunt?
I mean it does, but it doesn't, you know what I mean?
Hnnnnnnnnnngh
Damn these Scootaloo feels they get me every time. Well done my friend keep up the good work.
Twist is Bonbon's sister?
much better pacing on this chapter. Keep up the good work.
YAY!!
Awesome new chapter!
"It's getting better all the Tiiime! Better. Better. Better. Get-ting, so much, better, all the time!"
It is confusing having two mothers.
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I say the story is more realistic with the lisp.
It's more like giving the character her own voice in the story.
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This isn't a film or show where all the dialogue is audio. If we know she has a lisp, there's no reason to sacrifice making the dialogue easy to read.
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Eh, I agree with it adding to the story rather than being a problem. It's like typing out Applejacks accent, not necessary but still makes it fit a bit better while reading.
At least that's my opinion on it.
I'm really enjoying the story so far. Thanks for sharing it with us.
Yes, Diamond Tiara. I'm sure your father can fire someone who owns her own store. And that you want to upset the pony who can cut off your candy supply.
That little bit there was *sunglasses* sweet. It'll certainly change the dynamics of Scoot and Tiara's relationship.
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An accent isn't all that terrible, but my real beef is with writing out lisps. I shouldn't have to wonder if a character is saying "This is alright" or "Sis is alright", both of which refer to entirely different things (Then again, if I don't know whether a character is talking about their current situation or their sister, the writing in this hypothetical story probably wouldn't be all that good anyway).
I guess it's all just a matter of opinion, but writing out accents or lisps really bugs me. And this is coming from someone who has both a southern accent and a slight lisp, by the way. Oh, sorry, I mean "Thuthern ahcksent ahn' uh sluht lehthp, butha wah".
I like that reaction. I've heard it enough times.
I loved the story wit Bon Bon and Twist, is didn't think any one caught they were sisters.
Wow you did a good job and this story real speaks to me for some reason.
Thanks, Good luck on the next one.
Yeah G1 stuff reintroduces, not that I know too much I just happen to be part of a group full of G1 enthusiasts.
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You make a good point but it's like you said, we just have different opinions about it. I kinda like it when they're written out, you don't. To each their own.
I love this story.
I really do enjoy this story. If it was any sweeter, I would be getting treatment for diabetus.
I do think the line
would have been better with only one white and there where at least two instances where a word has been forgotten.
This line made me feel so giddy on the inside
and there were a bunch of other sugar-coated heart-warming moments. This story is such a treat.
Oh, and you made Diamond Tiara a believable and nasty bully-bitch (her dialogue showing us her using her daddy as a crutch and her obvious ignorance of how self-employment works) and Twist 20% cooler (standing up to Diamond).
I really enjoyed this story and I am looking forward to the next update. I don't read enough sweet tales like this. I usually try to read some of every type, but if I could I would read more sweet tales like this. Anyone got any recommendations?
Twist is Bonbon's half-sister and Scootaloo's aunt? Mind (mimicking explosions) blown!
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I understand where you are coming from, but I have to disagree.
I think writing out her lisp was a good choice by the author. We can't assume everyone going into this will know Twist has a lisp, even if the people who read this will likely already be familiar enough with the show to remember who
is and remember she has a lisp. Some people may have not seen the one episode where she had a speaking role.
Plus, I have a lot of experience dealing with accents because I work with foreign languages. Some people speak with me in very thick accents and sometimes it can be troublesome to understand what they are saying but that in itself is an experience that adds to the overall feel of talking with someone who has an accent or an impediment. With Twist's speech impediment, I feel that having it written out gets us more involved as we "hear" the lisp visually and have to take a moment to think about what she is saying, just like we would if we were actually there with her. It may be a bit inconvenient at times, but that adds to Twist and her relations to people around her. She has the speech impediment, but nopony ever really lets it bother them and they don't point it out at all. It shows a level of respect her friends have for her. And to be honest, I haven't had any trouble understanding what she was saying. Probably comes with my experience of constantly listening to whole sentences and context to understand what is said.
Goodness, this turned into a long comment. Sorry
, have a moustache. 
4253227 if you look now, the cover art's been changed, thanks to watermane2000
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I have to agree BLTmunch, when an author uses idioms, slang, and accents, they should throw proper spelling and grammar out the window. Applejack wouldn't say "All of you must come here as quickly as possible." No! She would say, "Git yer flanks here on the double, y'all!" Even though I had a slight bit of trouble with the first instance of "she" written as "the" I soon figured it out. I really appreciated the authors effort to carry the spoken vernacular of the character in an honest attempt to be true to the character's speech pattern.
Autum Breeze Keep up the good work on the story.
Also, is Dee Snider aware that Bon-Bon and Twist are sisters? Because "We're Not Gonna Take It" , and we'll all "Burn in Hell" befor we pay "The Price" ...
OK never mind I can't think of any more Twisted Sister song titles at the moment.
Awesome story!!
I've never seen these three together in a family.
New favourite story on this site!!
so let me get this straight:
Bonbon's father died and then her mother remarried, the stallion she married to also had a daughter so that's how they became half-sisters?
It is a little confusing.
This story gives ME Diabeetus! I love IT! Even So, The one thing that urks me about this story is how Scootaloos' adoption is accepted flawlessly by everyone. Events like these tend to throw screwballs in some peoples lives and not everything is hunky dory. Also it bothered me how Scootallo called Lyra mom so quickly.
4379489 sorry, meant to say step sisters. fixed it now.
4336241 Maybe Lyra and Bon-Bon don't know that Apple Bloom's parents aren't around? They didn't know Scootaloo was esentially an orphan until just before her aunt passed away.
You are a great story teller Just want to say when i read your fanfiction I read it outloud that way I can actually visualize what your story is telling me but I have a hard time reading twist's dialogue I stumble over her lisping. I can't lisp my way out of a paper bag. but never the less this is a great story
I can only imagine a game of "talk to your mother"
Oh boy, mom mom, and Myra back at it again!
I believe it is spelled pinion and has a space.
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Not that they'd know, but her mother and Suri Polomare are objectively worse.
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That would explain a lot.
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Well I have a friend who's mom adopted his sister's son making him his uncle and his brother. And he's about three or four years older.
interesting concept, about twist becoming scootaloo’s aunt