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LCS: Warm Welcomes Conquers Midnight Snacks

“Babe! I’m huuuuuuuuungry!” whined Sonata. Aria turned over in bed, trying to keep from ripping her own hair out. She hadn’t slept a proper night’s rest in quite a while, and it was all thanks to Sonata.

Well, technically, it was all thanks to Blake and Bellatrix, but Aria wasn’t sure she could justify blaming her unborn children for a lack of sleep.

“Sonata, you do realize that it’s 2 in the morning, right?” groaned Aria.

“Don’t care. Feed me.”

“Babe, there’s nothing in the fridge. You made sure of that.” Aria tiredly sat herself up, rubbing her eyes in an attempt to better see Sonata. Her hair was loose and wild, covering most of her face and giving her the appearance of a banshee. She was clutching her large, rounded stomach with anger and fury.

“Don’t care,” repeated Sonata. “Feed me.”

“Sonata, I can’t just snap my fingers and make food appear,” said Aria, snapping her fingers as if to prove it. Sonata slowly turned to glare at Aria, filling her heart with the fear of the old gods. “What are you in the mood for?”

“Something sweet. I want cinnamon rolls,” said Sonata. Aria grumbled tiredly, as she rolled out of bed and slid her feet into her fuzzy slippers. “Wait! Something salty.”

“Something salty? Like what?”

“I dunno. Wait! I want cinnamon rolls with something salty.” Sonata. “Go on. I’m really hungry.”

“You’re lucky I love you.”

“Thanks, baby!”

Aria tiredly trudged through the house, down to the kitchen in a foolish hope that maybe, just maybe, she had everything she needed on hand. Unsurprisingly, but spirit-crushing nevertheless, there was nothing in the fridge that fit the bill of salty, and she certainly didn’t have anything in the way of cinnamon rolls.

Which meant Aria was going to the store.

Not bothering to change from her pajamas, Aria grabbed her keys and wallet, then set out for her car. She missed her motorcycle just a little, but she agreed that she couldn’t very well drive her pregnant wife (and, eventually, her children) around on a bike. Though she was all for the more responsible sedan, she drew the line when Sonata jokingly suggested they get a minivan.

Aria cruised up to the local grocery store, which was thankfully open 24-hours. She parked, then entered the store, which was mostly empty. Ignoring the greeting of the lone cashier, Aria went straight for the refrigerated section. Ordinarily, she would’ve made the cinnamon rolls from scratch. However, given Sonata’s grumpy, hungry state, Aria figured she had no time for that, and buying prepackaged dough would probably be safer. When she finally found the cans of Cinnabon rolls, there was a familiar face waiting for her there.

“Emo-Freak?” said Aria. “What’re you doing here this late?” Silver didn’t even look back, too busy stifling a yawn.

“Mistress Adagio demands cookies,” said Silver. “At 2:43 AM. You?”

“Missus wants cinnamon rolls and ‘something salty’,” groaned Aria. “But she’s preggos. She can’t control her cravings. What’s Dag’s excuse?”

“I love her, I spoil her, and she’s acutely aware that I’m a huge wuss and wouldn’t dare do anything to make her even remotely annoyed at me.”

“Ah. Still glad you asked her to move in with you?”

“Well, there are pros and cons. Cons being she forces me to do this BS every time she feels snacky in bed,” groaned Silver. “Pros… Well, I doubt you wanna hear about what we do in that bed before she gets snacky.”

“And with that vile image in my brain, I need to find something salty,” said Aria, shaking her head in disgust. “But what’s salty and goes good with cinnamon rolls?”

“Bacon.” Aria looked at Silver, confused. “Unroll the dough, cover the inside with bacon, roll it back up, pop those S.O.B.s in the oven. I do it for Adagio all the time, she loves it.”

“Huh. Thanks, Emo-Freak. Good luck with Dag. Believe it or not, she actually gets harder to live with as time goes on.”

Silver swore almost silently before grabbing the cookie dough he was looking for and departing for some other snacks Adagio may want. Aria quickly grabbed a package of thick-sliced bacon and made a beeline for the front. After paying and bagging up her groceries, she tossed them in her car and headed back home.

A short drive home and 13 minutes at 375 degrees later, Aria had a plate of a dozen iced, bacon-filled cinnamon rolls to present to her wife. She brought all twelve upstairs, as well as a tall glass of milk, setting the plate down onto Sonata’s lap.

“Thanks, baby!” said Sonata cheerily. She grabbed a roll and savagely ripped it in half with her teeth. “Mmm, bacon…”

“You’re happy?” asked Aria. Sonata nodded, popping another salty-sweet roll into her mouth. “Good. The last thing I need is to hear you complain.” Sonata let out a tiny gasp. “What?”

“Bella is being a little jerk,” complained Sonata. “She kicked me, right in the bladder.” Aria couldn’t help but chuckle.

“How do you know it’s her?”

“Ow, that hurts!” Sonata winced. “I know it’s her, cause Mamma always knows.”

“I’m sure she does,” said Aria, settling down onto the bed. When she was firmly planted, Sonata passed her the plate and slowly turned to get out of bed. “Need help?”

“I’m pregnant, not crippled. I can get up to pee by myself,” said Sonata stubbornly. She tried to push herself up, but slipped and fell back onto the bed. “I lied. Please help me.” Being sure to hide her amusement as best as she could, Aria placed the plate down, got up and around, and pulled Sonata to her feet. With one hand lacing fingers with Sonata and the other on her wife’s big, round belly, Aria led Sonata to the bathroom. A few minutes later, and Sonata was waddling her way out.

“Hey, babe, you know what I could go for right about now?” said Sonata.

“I’m just gonna assume that it’s not what I’m in the mood for,” groaned Aria. Sonata ignored her.

“Peanut punch,” said Sonata, as if Aria hadn’t spoken at all.

Peanut punch is a drink popular in the Caribbean that typically consists of peanut butter, condensed milk, sugar, vanilla and spices like cinnamon or nutmeg. Sonata had grown fond of it during their honeymoon to Cuba, where one could find the drink just about anywhere. All the way in Canterlot City, however, it was a bit harder to come by. Of course, Aria could put the drink together with relative ease…

“Sony, we don’t have any milk for it,” yawned Aria. “Also, it’s three in the goddamn morning.”

“But… Peanut punch…” whined Sonata.

“I’m not going back to the store, Sonata, and that’s that.”


After stopping for gas and a Five-Hour Energy, Aria was back at the grocery store. The cashier seemed surprised to see her again, but didn’t make much of it. Aria again ignored the poor worker’s tired greeting and breezed through the store, this time grabbing a basket. While she was there, she figured that she may as well grab some stuff for the house.

She grabbed the condensed milk and, after a bit of thought, the vanilla and nutmeg. She was sure she had some at home, but Aria refused to have to come back out. When she had all the things she needed for the peanut punch, Aria took a leaf out of Silver’s book and picked up some cookie dough. Then, thinking of something more savory, Aria picked up some beef jerky (which she knew Sonata loved), another package of bacon, and salt & pepper chips, which were her personal favorites (she had to think of herself at least a little).

“Aria? Again?” Aria turned down the chip aisle to see, for the second time that morning, Silver. He seemed as surprised to see Aria as she was to see him.

“Hey, Emo-Freak. Sony wanted peanut punch,” sighed Aria. “Figured I may as well play some offense and grab some other junk food while I’m at it. You?”

“Adagio wants popcorn.” Silver shook his head. “I really need to learn to say no.”

“Yeah. Hey, while you’re here, you might as well call her,” suggested Aria. “I’m about to do the same to Sony. No point in coming out here again when you can grab everything at once.”

“Nah. Adagio will yell at me for not knowing her well enough to decide for her.”

Aria shrugged, giving a look that said “well, I tried”, then pulled out her phone. She must’ve put it on silent, because she had somehow missed about six calls from Sonata. Before Aria could send out a call of her own, Sonata rang again. With a curious shrug, Aria answered and put the phone to her ear.

“Hey, babe,” said Aria. “I was just about to call you, see if there’s anything else you—”

“Ari, they’re coming.”

Aria heard her, and even managed to understand it. Still, her brain just shut down.

“Uh… What?”

“My water just broke! I think the babies are coming!”

Aria blinked almost audibly.

“Uh… What?!”

“Damn it, Aria, hurry up and bring me to the hospital!”

Aria dropped her groceries, then took off running. Silver followed behind, shouting his concern.

“Where are you going?!” he asked. Aria didn’t mean to shout. She was just too excited and scared to remain at a decent volume.

“I’m gonna be a frigging dad!” she yelled. Aria bolted out of the store and to her car, where she tore down the street to collect her wife.


“Mrs. Blaze? You can see them now.”

“Uh… Is she still yelling?” asked Aria. The nurse giggled, then shook her head.

“She’s perfectly fine now,” said the nurse. “All things considered, you both handled it quite well. I’ve seen much worse.”

“So she was joking about the divorce, then?”

“Maybe you should see for yourself.”

Aria pulled herself from the waiting room chair, then followed the nurse through the hallway. They stopped outside of a door, where Aria took a moment to compose herself. When that failed, she decided to step in anyway.

Sonata had returned to her cheery, bright self from the she-demon she had been just a few minutes ago. She smiled for two reasons; The absence of agonizing pain and the addition of the two little bundles in her arms.

“Heya, babe,” whispered Sonata. “Come say hi.”

“They’re… They’re so tiny…” breathed Aria. She swooped over to Sonata to get a better look at the babies, the girl wrapped in a pink blanket and the boy in blue. They both slept peacefully, considering the ordeal they had just undergone.

“They were just born,” said Sonata.

“I know, but… I don’t know what I expected. They just seem so fragile.” Sonata nodded.

“That’s why they have you. You get to protect them from the world.”

Aria took one good, long look at them. Bellatrix, her skin pale blue like Sonata’s, seemed sharper in the face than her brother. Though she had been alive for only a few minutes, she seemed cocky. Her sleeping face gave off an air of “bring it” that Aria couldn’t help but respect.

Blake, on the other hand, was much softer. Gentler. As he slept, he seemed totally at peace. His purplish-pink skin was brighter than his sister’s, and he looked to be thinking already. Sonata grinned, her mind running wild. They’d have to dig a moat around the house to keep the girls away, assuming Blake grew to be an eighth as handsome as Sonata thought he’d be.

“Hi, kids,” whispered Aria. “Blake, Bellatrix. I’m your… Dad, I guess. But I’m also your mom? It’s unclear.” Aria chuckled nervously. “Look, we’ll work out what you call me later. Right now, I wanted to tell you that I love you guys. You two, and your mom, you mean more to me than anyone or anything in the whole world. I’m gonna be hard on you. You might even think you hate me sometimes. But that’s okay, because I love you two and you can’t change that.”

Aria leaned over and planted a kiss on the foreheads of Blake, Bellatrix, and, after a moment of thought, Sonata.

“That was sweet,” said Sonata. Aria shrugged, letting out a nervous chuckle.

“Um… Can I hold them?” asked Aria. Sonata nodded, then offered them both. “Actually, on second thought… One at a time is a good way to start.” She gently lifted Blake, rocking him slightly in her arms. Almost immediately, his eyes opened and her let out an ear-piercing shriek. Following in her brother’s example, Bellatrix also began screaming. Aria laughed, shaking her head.

“Blake Bravura Blaze,” said Aria, tapping his nose gently.

“Bellatrix Brioso Blaze,” said Sonata, doing the same to her daughter. She kissed Aria on the cheek, and the two announced together.

“Welcome to the world.”

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