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Three months since the betrothal. From what Rarity had told her, Blueblood would be no good; he was a disrespectful and arrogant stallion, and that couldn't change. Maybe Rarity was wrong. Hopefully, he was wrong. Twilight Sparkle's parents had both agreed to it; it was a promising and lovely match, in their and Princess Celestia's eyes. Tonight, she would get to know Prince Blueblood on their private outing that Princess Celestia planned. A canter around the royal grounds would give them enough time to learn about one another. Twilight Sparkle sighed sheepishly, very gently tapping her hoof on his door.
"Prince Blueblood?" she called, hoping she wouldn't interrupt him on getting ready.
"I'm almost ready; give me about five minutes." he replied. Twilight was dressed in one of Rarity's signature dresses; the glamorous unicorn had grown to be one of the most famous designers in Equestria. All of her friends had accomplished so much, but what about herself? She had spent her life studying
The Young Prince Chapter FiveFather And SonMore Like This
Rarity, having ascended to being a top designer, had been invited to contribute to a major fashion show taking place in Manehattan. Gleefully accepting, she sent invites to the show to her friends. Twilight, Starlight and Spike were all going, while Flash and Dusk (neither one having a taste for fashion) had opted to stay in Ponyville.
On the morning of the show, Twilight, Spike and Starlight were getting ready to depart for the train station.
"We'll be back by this evening." Twilight declared.
"I'm missing you already." Flash kissed his wife.
"Me too." Twilight chuckled.
"Bye, squirt." Dusk told Starlight. "Enjoy the... fashion show."
"Pretty dresses, yay!" Starlight cheered.
"Come on, girls!" Spike yelled, eager as always to see Rarity. "We don't want to miss the train!"
"Coming, Spike." Twilight rolled her eyes. "Have fun, my two favorite guys."
"Oh, we will." Flash smiled. "I've got the entire day planned out. It'll be chock full of father-son activities. It's
The Young Prince Chapter FourThe CampoutMore Like This
The seven-year old Dusk returned home from school, full of excitement.
"I'm home!" He called.
As he walked into the main room, he was ambushed from behind; A small, yet heavy figure jumped on his back, causing him to collapse on the floor.
"Horsieback ride, Dusk!" The two-year old Starlight squealed, hopping up and down, Fuzzy riding on her own back. "Horsieback ride!"
"Okay, squirt." Dusk groaned as he got back on his hooves. "But next time, ask before you jump on my back, okay?"
"Kay." Starlight nodded. "Now, giddyup!"
"Hang on!" Dusk chuckled, as he slowly galloped around the room.
"Whee!" Starlight squealed.
"Dusk, what have I told you about doing that in the house?" Twilight admonished him. "You could trip and hurt yourselves!"
"Sorry, mom." Dusk stopped in his tracks.
"We very bad." Starlight hung her head.
"Anyway, I've got some great news!" Dusk smiled, kneeling down to let Starlight off.
"What's that, son?" Flash asked.
"Our scout troop is going on ou
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Not long after the Gold Chain/Silver Plate debacle, Dusk had noticed that there was something off about his parents recently. They were holding hushed discussions behind closed doors. One morning, he noticed Twilight about to leave the house.
"Where are you going, mom?" Dusk asked.
"Oh, just to the clinic." Twilight said shiftily. "Have to get my regular check-up from Dr. Stable. See you soon. Love you!"
And with that Twilight dashed out, slamming the door behind her.
"Okay..." Dusk shrugged.
"Well, look at this." Flash smiled. "Just guys here today. Wanna go outside and play catch with me and Spike, kiddo?"
"Would I!" Dusk chuckled.
"I'll go fetch the ball." Spike offered.
After a bracing session of fun, Dusk and the others went back indoors. Moments later, Twilight returned.
"Flash?" She pointed toward the kitchen. "A word?"
"Sure, honey." Flash nodded.
The two went into the kitchen. There were hushed whispers, then a whoop of glee from Flash. He and Twilight c
The Young Prince Chapter TwoFalse FriendsMore Like This
Dusk had just turned five years old, and a day he had been long awaiting had finally arrived; The first day of school. Rather then utilise private tutors, or home-schooling, Twilight was quite adamant that Dusk did his learning in as normal an environment as possible. A public school would help him make all sorts of new friends. And if there was one thing Twilight had learned in her time, it was to never underestimate the value of a good friend.
As Twilight and Flash walked their son to school, Dusk was barely able to contain his excitement.
"I can't wait to start learning!" He cheered.
"Yep." Flash smirked at Twilight. "He's definitely your son."
"Funny." Twilight said drily. As they finally reached school, she gave Dusk his lunch in a paper bag, and a kiss on the cheek. "Have a great day, honey."
"I will, mom!" Dusk smiled.
"Go get 'em, sport." Flash chuckled.
"You know it!" Dusk nodded, turning and dashing through the entrance.
"Our little colt, off to hi
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Dusk Glow, son of Twilight Sparkle and Flash Sentry, was currently a strapping two-year-old. Full of boundless energy, and infinite curiosity, he would race around his family's library home, closely examining whatever caught his fancy.
One morning, Dusk was attempting to discover what was under the couch when Flash pulled him out.
"Not so fast, young explorer." Flash chuckled.
"Aww!" Dusk groaned. "No fair!"
Flash took Dusk over to his mother. As always, Spike was by Twilight's side, looking more or less the same as ever. A dragon's rate of growth was far slower then that of a pony; In the years that had passed since he and Twilight had arrived in Ponyville, Spike had only grown a few inches, his limbs becoming slightly longer and ganglier. In terms of personality, the baby dragon was completely unchanged.
"There's my little prince." Twilight smiled, kissing Dusk's nose. "Dusk, daddy and I have to leave for a while. The Mayor needs us. But don't worry. Your