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7/3/2025, 11:29:00 PM
>got some artwork coming up where Twilight's pregnant with a big ol' pot belly
Let me know if that appeals to anyone here. You guys needed a bump, so here's a short story I wrote and an accompanying comic by Pony Quarantine, with links to the full quality:
https://derpibooru.org/images/3416272
https://twibooru.org/3288084
https://ponybooru.org/images/3650498
https://ponerpics.org/images/7021980
A purple unicorn was drawing a complicated collection of words and diagrams on a chalkboard, shifting her weight from side-to-side whenever she wasn’t walking around to adjust the dust. “So, once he graduates from Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns, he can take on an apprenticeship. I’d take him under myself, but that would never be allowed.” Spike mumbled something and chuckled, but she was ignoring him.
“Then, he can get a job from her...” It all blurred together, and Spike shook his head to avoid passing out. “Uh, Twilight?”
“Yes Spike?” Spike stood, walking to spare her the effort. “Shouldn’t you at least wait until he’s born to plan for all of this?” Spike poked him for emphasis.
“Quit it.” Her magic swatted away his claw.
“What if he’s not a unicorn?” Twilight gave him a sombre glare. “That’s why there’s a decision matrix, Spike. Now help me.”
Spike groaned.
Let me know if that appeals to anyone here. You guys needed a bump, so here's a short story I wrote and an accompanying comic by Pony Quarantine, with links to the full quality:
https://derpibooru.org/images/3416272
https://twibooru.org/3288084
https://ponybooru.org/images/3650498
https://ponerpics.org/images/7021980
A purple unicorn was drawing a complicated collection of words and diagrams on a chalkboard, shifting her weight from side-to-side whenever she wasn’t walking around to adjust the dust. “So, once he graduates from Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns, he can take on an apprenticeship. I’d take him under myself, but that would never be allowed.” Spike mumbled something and chuckled, but she was ignoring him.
“Then, he can get a job from her...” It all blurred together, and Spike shook his head to avoid passing out. “Uh, Twilight?”
“Yes Spike?” Spike stood, walking to spare her the effort. “Shouldn’t you at least wait until he’s born to plan for all of this?” Spike poked him for emphasis.
“Quit it.” Her magic swatted away his claw.
“What if he’s not a unicorn?” Twilight gave him a sombre glare. “That’s why there’s a decision matrix, Spike. Now help me.”
Spike groaned.
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