A guard ran in with horrifying news. "Sir, Addie has escaped from her cell. It happened overnight. She killed two guards on her way out." The guard reported "Damnit. Find her and bring her back now, before I do it." Bolt threatened.
"Like I said... I didn't want you to find out this way, Willow, but... Addie sacrificed herself to save Brisk..." Narrowleaf explained. Willow stood in horror, then flew off in search of Brisk, sobbing the entire way.
(Brisk looked up at the sky and growled. "DANG IT ELUUNA! STOP GOING TO SCHOOL! YOU MAKE US MISS SO MUCH!) Brisk flew down, when she saw Willow. "Willow, what happened?" Flitter sat next to Bolt, holding his and Star's hoof. ""W..What happened to you? Is that normal?" (Pretend I was here the entire time, doing.. wife stuff. AKA, flipping out.)
"M-Mommy's g-gone..." Willow sobbed. "I... I..." Narrowleaf looked back to Bolt. "I'll be going, then." He said, before flying off.
Narrowleaf landed beside them. "I-I'm sorry, Willow... I didn't w-want you to find out this way..." He said. "Ma... Y-You and Daddy are gonna b-be here f-f-forever, right..?" She asked, trying to wipe tears away.
Narrowleaf sighed. "...Yeah. Forever." He said, smiling. "O-Okay... I ain't gonna let anything bad h-happen, then..." Willow replied.
"Something made me think that I wasn't a good parent to Star." Bolt said. He turned and noticed an enraged look on Star's face. "You are the best daddy in the entire universe! If you ever say so otherwise I'm gonna make mommy put more soap in your mouth!!!" She screamed. "Well...guess that's all cleared up..." Bolt laughed
"You sure?" Flitter asked, conjuring some soap. "You reeeaaally sure?" "Well, of course you won't." said Brisk. "We'll try our best too."
Bolt gagged at the sight of the soap. All of the sudden a door opened and Cress walked in. "Oh yeah, she always used to sleep really really late!" Bolt remembered. "'Afternoon Everypony!" Cress yawned. Star ran up and hugged her hoof, cheering with joy. "Glad you made some time for us in your busy napping schedule." Bolt joked.
Flitter smiled. "Don't worry. Ever since I separated with Brisk, I've been sleeping so much that I can't think of a comparison."
Narrowleaf transformed into timberwolf form, ignoring the panicking citizens. "Well, what do you two want to do?" He asked.
Cress looked at Bolt playfully. "Wanna play tackle tag?" She asked him "Only if you wanna LOSE tackle tag." He replied. He began running, and Cress chased him, leaping at him. Bolt rolled out of the way of the tackle and delivered a tackle to Cress. "One point me." He said. She did the exact same thing when it was her time to run. Bolt flew up into the air, rolled away from Cress twice, and tackled her onto the ground, the two rolling around on impact. "You're such a lady." Bolt said sarcastically. "As you are the most magnificent gentleman EVER!" Cress retorted. The two began laughing uncontrollably.
Star giggled, and flapped her wings, and charged her horn, eager to play. Brisk thought. "You need to hunt?"
Bolt called Star over. He hushed her. "I'm gonna show you something cool. You can hear Daddy's thought's right?" He asked Star nodded. "Okay watch and listen." Bolt said, as he began writing Flitter's name on the floor. Star nodded and mumbled with her eyes closed, then mouthed "I think I got it." Star charged her horn and overlapped Bolt's writing, making the word Flitter stand out of the floor in beautifully dancing orange embers, none quite hot enough to even seriously burn somepony. Star gasped and hugged Bolt. "Thank you Daddy!!!" She said, running off and drawing on the walls. "Welcome!!!" Bolt yelled. "So, Flitter, what do you think?" He asked.
"Only if you two want to do anything..." He said. "Ma... You want to go?" Willow asked, transforming as well.
Brisk transformed. "Sure." she said, cheerfully. Her birch wood shined in the sun. "Race ya." She blushed and kissed him on the cheek. "I can do you one better." She called Star over, and whispered. Her horn glowed, and a shadow came. Star concentrated and did the same. The light began to come towards the shadows, and they intertwined. More light came, reds, oranges, yellows. The shadows contorted, and exploded in cheerful fireworks, that formed a perfect replica of Bolt's cutie mark.
