The Day My Life Ended (Editing)

Chapter Eleven (Revised)

When I say Lilac means everything, I meant it.

She had been a surprise- yes. No one expects to be a mother at fifteen, least of all to a baby dragon.

Her creation had been an accident. Not long before my arrival into this world, I wondered what it would be like to have a dragon like Twilight did. As I thought about it, I wanted to know what the relationship was between unicorns and their hatched dragons. Was it parent-child, or siblings? I had hoped beyond all hope it would be parent-child. Mostly because it was a great headcanon to find in fanfictions about Twilight and Spike, and another was that I had always been so excited to be a mom.

Finding Lilac had been a dream I hoped to never wake up from. Not even a full hour in Equestria, she had run up to me shouting for her mom. It had taken me a while to accept that she wasn't a figment of my mind. To her, I was truly her mother.

But for her sake, I lied.

She had no idea of my powers. No idea about the powers that had brought me here, that had made her, that kept us together.

I had Planned to tell her. Years from now. She was only seven- I had hoped to wait until she was ten. The same age I was.

Guess that's my own fault. Having a Plan with the Mane 6 around.

There's never a good age to find out your parents have been lying to you. We all dealt the Santa-Talk. Lilac would have to get the 'Your Mom Can Jump Between Realities' talk. That was arguably worse. At least Lilac didn't have ponies telling her 'your mom doesn't belong in this reality', like we all did with Santa-Haters.

She deserved a childhood.

And whenever I dreamed of becoming a mom, that was the thing I swore to do before anything else. Give my children a childhood with happy memories.

==DMLE==

After a certain point, Lilac's tears had slowed down. I held her against my side, letting her cling to my neck as I continued rocking her.

Celestia and Luna had waited on my porch. They were so polite, when they weren't shouting at an eardrum piercing volume.

"It's okay, princess, it's alright." I assured Lilac, brushing my hoof on her head.

Lilac shook her head. "It-It's all my f-fault. I-I tried really hard to keep them out but Spike started talking to me and I wasn't paying attention-"

"No, no Lilac, no. It's not your fault." I promised her. Lilac sniffled, pushing her face into my shoulder. I rocked her in my hoof, walking on the other three towards the door. "Everypony agrees it was Twilight. She could've asked, you know."

But Lilac kept sniffling.

I didn't really expect her to stop. Sometimes with Lilac, she just needed to get her cry out. She was, to put it mildly, an easy baby. Which considering she was a dragon was an Author-send. Usually she calmed down quickly, but she had a lot of emotions running through her tiny body that just needed to be let out. After some more sniffling and a lot of cuddles, she would get back on her feet and want to paint.

It was a routine system.

At the door, I smiled thankfully at the Princesses. "Please, come in. There's some tea I could make-?"

"No need, Raspberry." Celestia replied. "We must talk of where my little ponies are."

'Great...more chances to tell the truth.'

I smiled tightly. "Right...take a seat."

The Princesses settled in my living room. I sat down in a chair, rocking Lilac with two hooves now. She'd stopped crying. She just wanted to be held now.