A Life Lived in Hundreds

by Botched Lobotomy

1398

‘How is it?’
‘Tiring.’
‘Least it’s an extra hoof around the farm, right?’
‘That’s right.’
‘You’re so kind. I don’t think I could have⁠—I mean, I don’t think I’d have been able⁠—’
‘Thank you.’
‘Not an easy task.’
‘Nope.’
‘And you and Twilight...you...?’
‘Uh huh.’
‘You should come and visit! Ponyville’s lovely this time of year, but nothing on a Filly summer⁠—’
‘Sorry, no.’
‘How’s he doing in that school? It doesn’t seem particularly well funded, if you’ll pardon my saying so.’
‘Twilight fills in where she can.’
‘We’re so unbelievably proud!’
‘Thanks, y’all.’
‘I love you.’
‘Twilight. Hold me.’

Comments

[Bicyclette]

and this is Minty, i presume, being all big-city and snooty and exhausting to have to family? it's funny how difficult to mutually understand some of Smith's relatives have become. but she has her own family now, and home to go back to, and argh that last line. and there's something wonderful about Twilight teaching at the Ponyville school from time to time a generation before her friends were in it. it just feels like this quiet, simple life for Twilight, too, and i love that