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!rinxooACj. 07/24/11(Sun)08:44 No.28007590>>28007538
Her knit brow relaxed, the corners of her lips curling into a smile as she emitted a soft giggle. The pair had been cleaning the massive mess she'd made for three days now, and with the project at last coming to its completion, her assistant had earned himself a long rest. Sorting through the towering colossus of tomes and texts, he voiced no more than the occasional sarcastic comment for his troubles. The moment he saw her immersing herself into a new volume, he would pester her about keeping her focus on the task at hand. Looking at Spike now reminded her that he was still the adorable baby boy she'd raised as a hatchling.
"From the way you nearly burned my mane off this morning," she said, a magic aura enveloping her horn, "I'd almost thought you'd gone back to bed."
The aura appeared around Spike, swaddling him in a magic cloud. Faint mumbling could be heard from him as she levitated Spike off of the ladder and onto her back. Wrapping his arms around her neck and snuggling into her mane brought him close enough for the unicorn to make out a little of what was being said.
"Twilight...I couldn't..."
"Shh, it's okay Spike. You should sleep."
"...wished...better pony...mom..."
Twilight's face was beginning to turn a darker shade of purple as she trotted towards the bedroom. "Mom" was never a word she would have used to describe herself, but like it or not, this was what she had been to Spike for all these years. Before he was able to do most things on his own, Twilight had fed him, bathed him, taught him everything she knew, and loved him with all her heart. One of her fondest memories of him being the way his eyes lit up with joy when she had given him his name. In the beginning, she had done her best to have him think of her as his friend and nothing more. However, as the years passed, and their bond as a family grew stronger, she realized how naive she was for thinking that it could have ended up any other way. |
