Buttons&#x27;s Boutique

It’s that time of year again where I spend an hour and a half making my kids wear a tiny Santa hat.

If you remember, here they were last year.

Merry Christmas from Abby, Jazzy (she still hates this so much), Tiddles, Elijah, Izzie, Ted, Koda, and our newest member Kai!

We wish you happy holidays and a fantastic new year!

Merry Christmas from Abby, Elijah, Koda, Izzie, Ted, Tiddles, and Jazzy! I have seven cats and they are all feeling the Christmas spirit (except Jazzy).

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Here they are this year!

Open For RPs!

-- I’m reeeeeally trying to get back into rping because I love and miss it so much. Trying to get more time.

If you’d like to roleplay with me, please let me know. Every blog of mine including this one is available for rps.

Dyani’s Domain - a spunky and punky deer pony

Aboard the Reef - an all female (except a little colt) pirate crew who go all around the world

Far, Far Away - a travelling adventurer and storyteller with her nature-loving girlfriend

Here to Win - a punk racer griffoness

Next Day Industries - a daughter of innovation, an elegant engineer, inventor of Equestria’s modernization

and of course this one.

Let me know yo

Closed RP w/ @buttonssboutique

The stallion wrapped one of his hooves around his wife’s relaxed frame, smiling happily, “I know, dear, I’m certain you’re going to absolutely adore it.” He turned his head slightly to kiss the top of the seamstress’ head, as they continued bumping down the road to the train station.

The train was certainly an impressive sight, made with steel and powered by coal and steam. As they boarded into their private cab, Written began spinning tales for his daughters, “You know, the train isn’t really powered by steam. They actually have a team of dragons beneath the floor. They use the coal to make strong gouts of flame to power the wheels. So if you ever hear a crunching sound, or hear air rushing past, that’s the dragons making us go.”

It wasn’t a very long trip, but it gave ample time for the unfortunately busy father to catch up, and play with his twin daughters. At one point in our trip, someone had opened the door to complain that we were being too noisy. Normally, this would be fine, and they would quiet down.

“But where’s the fun in that?” Written questioned his daughters, before spending a good ten or so minutes trying to get them to laugh as he made impressions of the rude stallion. This is what he’s been missing, time with his family, laughing and playing. No wonder he had started to feel unhappy, he was too busy working to spend time with the one thing that brings him the most joy:

His family.

At their father’s “revelation” about the train, the twins looked at each other in amazed disbelief, sitting up in their seats to get a good look at the train’s tracks from out the window.

Buttons relaxed into the seat with a smile on her face, her lilac eyes closed as she cradled a sleeping Thimble to her chest in a bundle. The girls laughed along with their father with Cotton sticking her tongue out at the passenger who told them to settle down.

An hour later, the train lurched to a stop at the large city of Canterlot. The expensive-looking decor of the train station was much more grand than the small station back in Ponyville. Buttons woke and stood up excitedly at the closed train doors.

“Canterlot station!” the conductor pony shouted. The doors swished open and several ponies boarded and exited the train. Among those boarding was none other than Stitches. The young unicorn looked much bigger. He carried a dark brown saddle bag and wore his signature grey and white bow tie.

“Oh, my handsome colt!” Buttons cried, happy tears beginning to track down her face as she wrapped her son in a tight hug, careful not to squish the now awake foal.

Stitches chuckled, his voice obviously deeper. “Moooom,” he groaned playfully and somewhat embarrassed. “I missed you too but you’re going to suffocate me.”

Buttons let go with a laugh and wiped her tears away. The girls took their turn and gave their older brother a hug.

“You look fatter,” Cotton teased.

“Yeah, well you’re still short, shorty,” Stitches returned playfully, tousling her mane with his hoof. He stopped and placed a kiss on both Cotton and Ribbon’s cheeks as well as Thimble’s head. He turned to his father and wrapped a leg around his neck.

“Good to see you again, Dad,” Stitches said, a smile on his face as he pulled back to look at Written. “I’m so excited to get this vacation started. This semester was a difficult one.”

Closed RP w/ @buttonssboutique

The Stallion read the letter from his step-son first, smiling as he reads, before the very familiar quill, ink, and parchment float in from the author’s desk, “Well, the one is from my editor, and more than likely it’s full of ranting and hyper-ventilating due to this sudden break, but he’ll get over himself.”

It was rare that he would talk like that about his editor, but he wasn’t wrong. He was a nervous, anxious, angry mess, but a very good editor. That stallion really needs a vacation, too. “And this one… Is from the number one stallion in your life!”

A letter forms itself quickly, one of the many tickets we received fluttering into it, “Stitches’ teachers say that he’s doing incredibly well, and they’re letting him leave for break a little early, I’m sending him his ticket for the train now!” His magic wraps around his daughter slowly, draping his little filly over his back, before stepping up and kissing his wife on the nose, “We’ll all get to go two Mareco together.”

Buttons smiled as her husband read her the contents of the letters.

“This is absolutely fantastic,” she said, her chest swelling with the increasing excitement of getting a vacation and getting to see her son again. “I suppose we should get everything ready to go. We should take the train to Canterlot, pick up Stitches, and head out from there, I think.” The pegasus mare walked into the kitchen, baby Thimble still asleep in her wings, and began to prepare breakfast. “Would you get the girls up and ready?” she asked her husband. After the burners on the oven were ignited and ingredients were placed on the counter top, Buttons trotted over to Written and gave him a quick peck on the cheek and ran her hoof lovingly down his face.

“Thank you, my love. For everything you do,” she said with an adoring smile. Turning around and heading back into the kitchen, Buttons began to chop some apples into slices to prepare their meal.

“That sounds like quite the wonderful plan to me! Oh, and Buttons? It really is my pleasure, your’s and our children’s happiness is all the motivation I need.” The pegasus soon felt the soft kiss replicated upon her own cheek as the stallion moved to their daughters’ rooms.

“Cotton, darling, it’s time to get up.” Written whispered quietly to the small pegasus, his quill gently tickling her nose as they walked. He couldn’t remember the last time he was so… Excited to be awake! It couldn’t possibly have been the wedding… Was it? That was going to need to be fixed.

The unicorn walked into his other daughter’s room, slowly walking to the bed to gently kiss the top of Ribbon’s head. “Time to get up, sweet heart… Today’s the day, we’re going to eat some breakfast, grab our bags, and then it’s a train ride to Canterlot to pick up your brother, then off to Mareco Island.”

Cotton groaned awake, slinging her legs over the back of her father. Ribbon woke excitedly with a grin from ear to ear.

“I can’t wait to get going and see Stitches again,” Ribbon said. Her sister groaned again and slid off of Written’s back to stand. The two fillies gathered their belongings that were packed into their suitcases the night before and dragged them out into the living room.

Buttons had prepared buttermilk pancakes with plenty of maple syrup and apples on the side for breakfast. The mother set the table and served everyone a hearty portion so they could have enough energy for the long journey ahead of them. The girls did the dishes after breakfast while Buttons and Written gathered up everybody’s bags to take them downstairs. Ribbon used her magic to bring what was left down the stairs to meet their parents at the door to the boutique.

Buttons turned the sign over to a yellow sign with blue, cursive writing that read “On Vacation! Back in 2 Weeks!”

A cab cart and drive stallion waited out front of the boutique to take the family to the train station. With Thimble in Buttons’s saddle carrier fast asleep, the couple helped their daughters into the carriage and secured themselves in as well. The stallion reared back and began galloping toward the train station.

“I am so ready for this vacation,” Buttons said, leaning against her husband’s shoulder.

Closed RP w/ @buttonssboutique

The Stallion read the letter from his step-son first, smiling as he reads, before the very familiar quill, ink, and parchment float in from the author’s desk, “Well, the one is from my editor, and more than likely it’s full of ranting and hyper-ventilating due to this sudden break, but he’ll get over himself.”

It was rare that he would talk like that about his editor, but he wasn’t wrong. He was a nervous, anxious, angry mess, but a very good editor. That stallion really needs a vacation, too. “And this one… Is from the number one stallion in your life!”

A letter forms itself quickly, one of the many tickets we received fluttering into it, “Stitches’ teachers say that he’s doing incredibly well, and they’re letting him leave for break a little early, I’m sending him his ticket for the train now!” His magic wraps around his daughter slowly, draping his little filly over his back, before stepping up and kissing his wife on the nose, “We’ll all get to go two Mareco together.”

Buttons smiled as her husband read her the contents of the letters.

“This is absolutely fantastic,” she said, her chest swelling with the increasing excitement of getting a vacation and getting to see her son again. “I suppose we should get everything ready to go. We should take the train to Canterlot, pick up Stitches, and head out from there, I think.” The pegasus mare walked into the kitchen, baby Thimble still asleep in her wings, and began to prepare breakfast. “Would you get the girls up and ready?” she asked her husband. After the burners on the oven were ignited and ingredients were placed on the counter top, Buttons trotted over to Written and gave him a quick peck on the cheek and ran her hoof lovingly down his face.

“Thank you, my love. For everything you do,” she said with an adoring smile. Turning around and heading back into the kitchen, Buttons began to chop some apples into slices to prepare their meal.

#my babies #they're all too fucking cute #personal #i have a lot of cats #oops

Happy Mother’s Day! All seven of my babies (Izzie, Jazzy, Ted, Tiddles, Abby, Koda, and Elijah) love everything I do for them. This definitely counts as celebrating Mother’s Day.

Closed RP w/ @buttonssboutique

The fillies squealed in excitement and began to run around. Cotton took off in the air, flying through the house. Ribbon used her coral-colored magic to pick up her baby brother who seemed confused by his sisters’ excitement but excited himself nonetheless.

“That sounds absolutely wonderful, darling,” Buttons said, draping her forelegs over her husband’s shoulders to lean her head on him. “We could all certainly use a vacation. And maybe a week in a tropical paradise will help you get past this writer’s block of yours to produce your next masterpiece.”

The mare gave Written a quick kiss on the cheek before turning around and calling out the door.

“Girls! Get a bag or two packed and ready to go! Only the essentials, and only enough you can carry!” the fillies’ mother called.

The Father watched happily as his two little girls ran off to go get their things packed, before leaning into whisper to his wife, “I’m going to end up carrying 8 different bags, aren’t I?” He chuckled again, shaking his head slowly, “Well, we should probably be getting packed soon too! We should bring an empty bag for souvenirs, yeah?”

The letter folded itself slowly, before zipping it’s way out the window on the winds of the unicorn’s magic. He made his way to their bedroom, quietly beginning to pack a saddle bag full of clothes and some basic accessories, “I gotta say, I’m actually very excited as well. It’s been a long time since I’ve soaked in the sun!”

Buttons chuckled as well. “Honestly, you probably will,” the mare responded with a smile. She followed her husband into their bedroom to pack her bags as well. She flew up to the top shelf of her closet where a medium-sized suitcase sat. A sheer cardigan, two overshirts, a skirt, and a t-shirt later, and the mare’s bag was mostly packed. She also pulled a smaller saddle bag from the closet and began to fold some garments for the baby. A pacifier, some diapers, and a few toys were packed into the small bag.

“I honestly can’t remember the last time I got an actual vacation,” Buttons spoke up. “This is going to be the best week I’ve had in such a long time.”

After bags were packed and everybody had calmed down later in the evening, the family settled in for the night. The television was on in the living room with the two fillies lying next to each other on the loveseat. Cotton lay upside down on her back watching the cartoons with her sister. On the opposite couch, Thimble was asleep in his mother’s hooves after just having eaten.

“I hope Stitches responds soon,” Buttons says to Written, giving him a peck on the lips. “I am ready for this vacation almost as much as the fillies.”

Written was casually re-reading the response he had received from his ‘Uncle’ on Mareco Island, smiling softly as he thought back to years far back, “I suspect we’ll hear a reply from him tomorrow. He’s busy, but I’m more than certain that he would drop everything to come be with us.” The mare by his side is gifted a gentle kiss on the top of her head in return.

Cotton and Ribbon soon felt a rather familiar feeling as their father’s magic wrapped around the two of them, lifting them off of the couch and draping them across his back, “Alrighty, time for bed! We’ll be leaving bright and early tomorrow, and you two will want to be fully awake on the trip! Equestria’s plains, groves, and lakes make for an incredibly beautiful sight!”

The stallion brings both of his little fillies to their room, lovingly tucking each of them in, and placing a soft kiss on each of their foreheads, “Good night, you two, I love you both.” He shuts the lights off, and closes the door behind him, before making his way to their room. Stretching and yawning, the unicorn crawls into bed happily, sighing comfortably as he does. “I nearly forgot how comfortable our bed is… All ready for bed, my dear?”

Ribbon giggled as she was lifted onto her father’s back with his magic while Cotton groaned in protest.

“Ughhh, fine. Can we just leave now?” the pegasus filly complained, not wanting to wait until morning to get their trip started.

Buttons rolled her eyes playfully and scooped up the sleeping Thimble in her wings. She followed Written into the fillies’ bedroom to tuck them in, giving them both kisses and promising to see them in the morning for their trip.

Back in their bedroom, the pegasus placed their sleeping baby into his crib, kissing him lovingly as well and tucking him in. Buttons crawled into bed next to her husband and snuggled up against him.

“I am definitely ready for bed. Better get all the rest we can get, because this next week is going to be fun yet exhausting,” she said with a laugh.

Sleep came easy to all in the boutique apartment and morning soon came. Sleep was interrupted by a knock on the boutique door.

“Priority mail!” the mail pony called.

Written Script groggily woke up, happily in his bed, and not the ridiculously uncomfortable wooden monstrosity that was his desk chair. The stallion kissed the messy mane of his slumbering wife, as his magic begins to rock the cradle for little Thimble, trying to keep him asleep.

The unicorn stuck his head out of the window, smiling gently, “Ah, yes, thank you! I’ll be right there.” He pulled his head back in, and slowly shut his window. He made his way downstairs, combing my mane and putting a tie on as I went, stopping to use my magic once more, picking up an unconscious Cotton, who must have escaped to watch some more TV.

The front door opens, and the author smiles at the mail pony, “Ah, thank you very much! Is this coming from Baltimare or Canterlot?” Written takes the envelope quietly, opening it with his magics and reading it with a silent smile on his lips.

#mlp rp #writingwithflair #buttonssboutique

The mail pony squinted at the writing on the front of the letter. “Looks like one from both,” he said in a gruff voice, handing over the letters in his magic. “Have a good one.”

With the return of the stallion back upstairs, Buttons had woken and stood in the hallway groggily rubbing the sleep from her eyes with baby Thimble cradled in her wing. She let out a huge yawn.

“What have you got there, my love?” the pegasus asked, desperately trying to keep her eyes open and smiling at her daughter on the couch.

Closed RP w/ @buttonssboutique

The fillies squealed in excitement and began to run around. Cotton took off in the air, flying through the house. Ribbon used her coral-colored magic to pick up her baby brother who seemed confused by his sisters’ excitement but excited himself nonetheless.

“That sounds absolutely wonderful, darling,” Buttons said, draping her forelegs over her husband’s shoulders to lean her head on him. “We could all certainly use a vacation. And maybe a week in a tropical paradise will help you get past this writer’s block of yours to produce your next masterpiece.”

The mare gave Written a quick kiss on the cheek before turning around and calling out the door.

“Girls! Get a bag or two packed and ready to go! Only the essentials, and only enough you can carry!” the fillies’ mother called.

The Father watched happily as his two little girls ran off to go get their things packed, before leaning into whisper to his wife, “I’m going to end up carrying 8 different bags, aren’t I?” He chuckled again, shaking his head slowly, “Well, we should probably be getting packed soon too! We should bring an empty bag for souvenirs, yeah?”

The letter folded itself slowly, before zipping it’s way out the window on the winds of the unicorn’s magic. He made his way to their bedroom, quietly beginning to pack a saddle bag full of clothes and some basic accessories, “I gotta say, I’m actually very excited as well. It’s been a long time since I’ve soaked in the sun!”

Buttons chuckled as well. “Honestly, you probably will,” the mare responded with a smile. She followed her husband into their bedroom to pack her bags as well. She flew up to the top shelf of her closet where a medium-sized suitcase sat. A sheer cardigan, two overshirts, a skirt, and a t-shirt later, and the mare’s bag was mostly packed. She also pulled a smaller saddle bag from the closet and began to fold some garments for the baby. A pacifier, some diapers, and a few toys were packed into the small bag.

“I honestly can’t remember the last time I got an actual vacation,” Buttons spoke up. “This is going to be the best week I’ve had in such a long time.”

After bags were packed and everybody had calmed down later in the evening, the family settled in for the night. The television was on in the living room with the two fillies lying next to each other on the loveseat. Cotton lay upside down on her back watching the cartoons with her sister. On the opposite couch, Thimble was asleep in his mother’s hooves after just having eaten.

“I hope Stitches responds soon,” Buttons says to Written, giving him a peck on the lips. “I am ready for this vacation almost as much as the fillies.”

Written was casually re-reading the response he had received from his ‘Uncle’ on Mareco Island, smiling softly as he thought back to years far back, “I suspect we’ll hear a reply from him tomorrow. He’s busy, but I’m more than certain that he would drop everything to come be with us.” The mare by his side is gifted a gentle kiss on the top of her head in return.

Cotton and Ribbon soon felt a rather familiar feeling as their father’s magic wrapped around the two of them, lifting them off of the couch and draping them across his back, “Alrighty, time for bed! We’ll be leaving bright and early tomorrow, and you two will want to be fully awake on the trip! Equestria’s plains, groves, and lakes make for an incredibly beautiful sight!”

The stallion brings both of his little fillies to their room, lovingly tucking each of them in, and placing a soft kiss on each of their foreheads, “Good night, you two, I love you both.” He shuts the lights off, and closes the door behind him, before making his way to their room. Stretching and yawning, the unicorn crawls into bed happily, sighing comfortably as he does. “I nearly forgot how comfortable our bed is… All ready for bed, my dear?”

Ribbon giggled as she was lifted onto her father’s back with his magic while Cotton groaned in protest.

“Ughhh, fine. Can we just leave now?” the pegasus filly complained, not wanting to wait until morning to get their trip started.

Buttons rolled her eyes playfully and scooped up the sleeping Thimble in her wings. She followed Written into the fillies’ bedroom to tuck them in, giving them both kisses and promising to see them in the morning for their trip.

Back in their bedroom, the pegasus placed their sleeping baby into his crib, kissing him lovingly as well and tucking him in. Buttons crawled into bed next to her husband and snuggled up against him.

“I am definitely ready for bed. Better get all the rest we can get, because this next week is going to be fun yet exhausting,” she said with a laugh.

Sleep came easy to all in the boutique apartment and morning soon came. Sleep was interrupted by a knock on the boutique door.

“Priority mail!” the mail pony called.

Closed RP w/ @buttonssboutique

The fillies squealed in excitement and began to run around. Cotton took off in the air, flying through the house. Ribbon used her coral-colored magic to pick up her baby brother who seemed confused by his sisters’ excitement but excited himself nonetheless.

“That sounds absolutely wonderful, darling,” Buttons said, draping her forelegs over her husband’s shoulders to lean her head on him. “We could all certainly use a vacation. And maybe a week in a tropical paradise will help you get past this writer’s block of yours to produce your next masterpiece.”

The mare gave Written a quick kiss on the cheek before turning around and calling out the door.

“Girls! Get a bag or two packed and ready to go! Only the essentials, and only enough you can carry!” the fillies’ mother called.

The Father watched happily as his two little girls ran off to go get their things packed, before leaning into whisper to his wife, “I’m going to end up carrying 8 different bags, aren’t I?” He chuckled again, shaking his head slowly, “Well, we should probably be getting packed soon too! We should bring an empty bag for souvenirs, yeah?”

The letter folded itself slowly, before zipping it’s way out the window on the winds of the unicorn’s magic. He made his way to their bedroom, quietly beginning to pack a saddle bag full of clothes and some basic accessories, “I gotta say, I’m actually very excited as well. It’s been a long time since I’ve soaked in the sun!”

#mlp rp #writingwithflair #buttonssboutique

Buttons chuckled as well. “Honestly, you probably will,” the mare responded with a smile. She followed her husband into their bedroom to pack her bags as well. She flew up to the top shelf of her closet where a medium-sized suitcase sat. A sheer cardigan, two overshirts, a skirt, and a t-shirt later, and the mare’s bag was mostly packed. She also pulled a smaller saddle bag from the closet and began to fold some garments for the baby. A pacifier, some diapers, and a few toys were packed into the small bag.

“I honestly can’t remember the last time I got an actual vacation,” Buttons spoke up. “This is going to be the best week I’ve had in such a long time.”

After bags were packed and everybody had calmed down later in the evening, the family settled in for the night. The television was on in the living room with the two fillies lying next to each other on the loveseat. Cotton lay upside down on her back watching the cartoons with her sister. On the opposite couch, Thimble was asleep in his mother’s hooves after just having eaten.

“I hope Stitches responds soon,” Buttons says to Written, giving him a peck on the lips. “I am ready for this vacation almost as much as the fillies.”

-- Ugh I’ve worked for two weeks straight. I hate my job but I love that money. Finally have a weekend break and cherishing it to the fullest.

#personal #jfc i really hate my job

Closed RP w/ @buttonssboutique

#mlp rp #buttonsboutique #writingwithflair

The fillies squealed in excitement and began to run around. Cotton took off in the air, flying through the house. Ribbon used her coral-colored magic to pick up her baby brother who seemed confused by his sisters’ excitement but excited himself nonetheless.

“That sounds absolutely wonderful, darling,” Buttons said, draping her forelegs over her husband’s shoulders to lean her head on him. “We could all certainly use a vacation. And maybe a week in a tropical paradise will help you get past this writer’s block of yours to produce your next masterpiece.”

The mare gave Written a quick kiss on the cheek before turning around and calling out the door.

“Girls! Get a bag or two packed and ready to go! Only the essentials, and only enough you can carry!” the fillies’ mother called.

Closed RP w/ @buttonssboutique

“Welcome home, you two, you’re mother’s taking a nap right now, but yes, I’m very much awake.” Their father was in the middle of reading one of his many books. He brings it down and smiles at the two fillies, their brother balanced on the top of his head, ‘reading along’ with him.

The apartment was sparkling, and the stallion had never seemed more alive to the two girls than today, “How was school today? Your mother and I have some wonderful news to tell you about for the next two weeks!” He stands up quietly, walking over to Ribbon, placing a small kiss on her forehead, then offering a hoofbump to Cotton. My magic shifts the colt from my head to my back as I begin to move.

Written moves into their bedroom, walking gently kissing the back of his sleeping wife’s neck, whispering gently, “Buttons… My love, it’s time to get up, the girls are home, and I think we should tell them about our plans together.”

The two fillies smiled in excitement at the news their father gave them, returning his gestures of affection. When he left into their mother’s room, they turned to each other in curiosity.

“What do you think it is?” Cotton asked.

“I have no idea,” Ribbon replied.

In Buttons’s room, the pegasus stirred with a sleepy smile at her husband’s kisses. She begrudgingly opened her eyes and sat up in bed. Her yellow hooves rubbed the sleep away from her lilac eyes.

“Time to get up already?” she asked with a joking pout before hopping up out of bed and following her husband out into the living room where her daughters sat in anticipation.

“Hello, my beautiful fillies,” Buttons said, kissing each of her children on the head. “Your father and I have some exciting plans for us. Let’s discuss a plan, because where we go and what we do is based on whatever we all would like to do.”

“Yes, we really do. So, I’ve taken the next two weeks off so that I don’t accidentally work myself into oblivion. We’ve sent a letter out to your brother, so we’re going to spend some time with him, as well, but that’ll take a few days for the letter to get there and his reply to return.” The stallion sat down by his wife, leaning against the pegasus gently.

“So, is there anything you three would like to do or see? I know this is all rather short notice, but hey, I doubt many would complain about a surprise vacation!” Written smiled a bit, thinking silently, “Perhaps a trip to the beach? Go on a walk around Manehattan?”

#i'm totally going draw this #mlp rp #writingwithflair #buttonssboutique

The pegasus mare returned the slight show of affection, leaning right back into her husband. “This trip is all up to you two, honestly,” she said.

The twin fillies looked at each other in excitement.

“We’ll need one moment of your patience,” Cotton said, turning her sister around. Unintelligible whispers could be heard from the two. A few seconds later, they turned around with their decision.

“We’ve uh...never been to the beach,” Ribbon said with a smile.

Buttons smiled, looking to her husband. “Beach vacation it is. With the weather getting warmer, this is the perfect time. We’ve just never had the time to go before, but now’s a time as any!”

Closed RP w/ @buttonssboutique

“Welcome home, you two, you’re mother’s taking a nap right now, but yes, I’m very much awake.” Their father was in the middle of reading one of his many books. He brings it down and smiles at the two fillies, their brother balanced on the top of his head, ‘reading along’ with him.

The apartment was sparkling, and the stallion had never seemed more alive to the two girls than today, “How was school today? Your mother and I have some wonderful news to tell you about for the next two weeks!” He stands up quietly, walking over to Ribbon, placing a small kiss on her forehead, then offering a hoofbump to Cotton. My magic shifts the colt from my head to my back as I begin to move.

Written moves into their bedroom, walking gently kissing the back of his sleeping wife’s neck, whispering gently, “Buttons… My love, it’s time to get up, the girls are home, and I think we should tell them about our plans together.”