Kelseyalicia

This is my 18th one-shot. This does follow the ending of MLP, but it includes my OCs from my previous stories. So in my stories, Twilight is married to the Golden Horned Alicorn Prince Fledge Dreamwings. The Prince of Dreams. When I say, Fledge is the Prince of Dreams, I mean dreams people seek to achieve, like Pegasus/Helios from Sailor Moon. Not the ones Luna in charge of when people are asleep. Also, Twilight and Fledge have a son who was the first natural-born male, Alicorn. His name is Prince Dream Magic, named after his parents. So now that we got that out of the way, let's get on with the story! And as always, enjoy the story and check out my other works! The enchanting kingdom of Equestria was at peace as the governing royal couple had done their best to sustain the legacy of the previous monarchs. At the moment, the Prince and Princess of Equestria were holding court. In the many years since succeeding as rulers, both Twilight Sparkle and her husband, Fledge Dreamwings

One chilly January morning, three children stood silently by their grandfather's grave in the Dragon City graveyard. Hiccup, Boden, and Una never met their grandfather Old Wrinkly. He'd passed away when Hiccup had only been six months old. However, their mother, Valka, did her most satisfactorily to help her children know their grandfather. She ensured his legacy lived on from telling stories or having hundreds of photographs. His grave remained simple but sweet. It was a polished stone with a bronze plaque immortalizing their grandfather and his accomplishments. Their parents already owned the plot and planned to be buried here as well. One by one, the youths put bouquets of artificial blossoms in the flowerpot suspended over the burial. Hiccup took a shaky breath before speaking. "Hey, Grandpa, we hope you are doing well on the other side. Snoggletog just passed. Everyone had a good time at the party. Mom told us how you used to throw the most lavish parties for the holiday

As is typical in Beverly Hills? The weather was essentially perfect. So, of course, people wanted to be outside, despite the pandemic. They'd only just gotten back to in-class learning. Unlike thousands of people across the nation who didn't do their part to end it? Everyone in this school had done their part to end Covid. Masks, vaccinations, frequently decontaminating, the whole shebang. Presently, the seventh graders were in health class. They'd repeatedly learned the truth regarding the virus. Today their teachers were discussing various eating disorders. A young psychologist had been jointly teaching the course for the last month. The hope was that this would better enable students to understand multiple health issues' physical and mental aspects. 12-year-old Aleena Ewing dutifully took notes. Her penmanship was quite impressive. One of her mother, Clover's employees, had a sister who did calligraphy. She'd been giving her lessons for six months now. The adorable blond girl

Zeta Moon currently found herself sprawled out on her bed. The brand-new diary her parents had given her for her birthday clutched tightly in her hands. Of course, having a journal is a pretty typical thing for a teenager. However, this diary represented more then a haven for her thoughts. Her parents gave her this diary. Except this was the first, she'd been given a genuine gift from her real parents. Zeta Moon's birth name had been Kim Amy Moon. Her biological parents had been a highly affluent businessman and fashion model/designer. However, they'd perceived her birth as an obstacle to their happiness. Philip and Helena never showed Kim any love or affection whatsoever. She didn't even have a proper bedroom and absolutely no toys at all. Instead, they'd leave her for hours on end to live their devil-may-care lifestyle. Shortly after her third birthday, they put her into their car then drove to a strange building. Then without hesitation, dumped her on the doorstep as if she was