Snipits of Ship-its

by DarkDarsi

Silver-belles, Silver-belles (Sweetie Belle x Silver Spoon)

The white walls of a hospital are always a bad sign in the stories she had read, though she always put it down to the authors personal experience.

Well, Silver wouldn't be writing any books soon if that was the case.

Expect maybe a handbook.

Because that was suffering lots.

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Is joke...

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Authors write about their bad experiences, and her hands hurting, so she'll write a HANDbook.

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Is this how most fathers deal with birth?

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ALRIGHT! Exposition time, thanks to some help from Dinky and an old spell from Clover the Clever, Silver and Sweetie were able to fuse their DNA and inject it into one of their embryos! Yay!

If only it had gone the way they wanted, into Silver, so Sweetie wouldn't have had to bail on her latest tour...

But, that was just the way it happened, so here they are now.

Sweetie, breathing heavily in copious amounts of pain, Silver sitting by, hand in agony but mentally though the roof with joy, Princess Chrysalis standing by in-case of a medical emergency in need of High level magic.

Oh yeah, refer to chapter 5 for and explanation on that...

Soon it's all over.

Sweetie is calm, relaxed, the foal is out and with the nurses being washed, and Silvers hand is still throbbing like crazy.

The lovers look towards each other, their gazes meeting.

The love last all of 2 minute before Sweetie cracks a stupid grin and comments,

"You know your going to have to change her dippers for the first year to make up for this right"

Giggling together, Silver nods,

"Yeah, but do you think you can baby food with it setting on fire my love?"

This sends them giggling again, till the Doctor come back in, a small frown on his face.

"Ladies, there may be a small problem"

Both mares inhale sharply, worry suddenly hitting them in great waves.

This was the first time the spell had been used in over a thousand years! What if that had been for a reason!

What if the child was sick! What if it was a normal birth problem! What if...

Princess Chrysalis walks back in.

Carrying a filly.

Their Filly

"Congratulations" The Quint-arch says "It's an Alacorn"

Author's Note:

As always, thanks so much for watching guys, I hoped you enjoyed, and I will see you legends, in the next one, bye.

(This chapter will likely receive the most hate out of this first lot thanks to random involvement of other yet unwritten chapters. Oh well, My snippets, my logic is the one to stand)