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"A colt..." Maya weakly cradled her new foal, big smile on her face. "Welcome to the world... Moondust." "Finally." Dusty let a tear escape his...
Maya heaved, giving one more push, the foal finally plopping out. What came out was a tiny alicorn colt. White coat, blue mane, and yet unopened...
"Breathe, Maya..." Dusty used his magic to steady out her breathing. "Our baby is almost here." "Get the kid out..." She grunted. "Thousand...
"Not enough of it is the problem."
"No? Mentally, are you all here today?"
"Maya." Dusty took her hoof. "We're having a beautiful foal, just like we wanted." Maya seemed to calm down a little bit, though she was gripping...
"...it's a joke that's not family friendly in nature."
"Heh. Old Az has jokes, too. Trust me, she'll be fine. The most devastating part of this experience will be the two to four weeks after, if you...
Azrael shrugged. "She can take an alicorn coming in, so she can handle one popping out. Oh, was that not appropriate?"
Dusty shook his head. "Not that I recall, no." Maya let out a loud screech. "WHY THE ACTUAL BUCK IS IT SO SOON?!"
"Heh. No reason to hope. I don't think anything can drop that mare."
Acht!
"Agh... Broke... Get this kid outta me... safely." That baby was ready, and it was painful. Maya had tears streaming down her face. She was doing...
Dusty glanced behind his wife, going pale. "I don't think it is..." Azrael raised an eyebrow. "Unexpected." Maya growled. "Ow! *squee!*ing mother...
Sechs.
Maya rolled her eyes. "You mean the bar stool doing my jo--" She jumped and gasped, cradling her belly. "Buck!" Dusty rushed over and helped her...
People. Is it like... difficult to put your cart back when you're done shopping? Come on.
"Indeed. Smells like stallion spirit."
Azrael simply put his snout to Blackened's mane and sniffed.
"It must be genetics. I'm going to smell it. Prepare yourself."
