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Snowcone’s mom had been a lot more supportive of her after the Gala debacle. It was like a dial had turned in Twilight Sparkle, like she was actually trying a little harder now. It seemed especially so after they met Snowcone’s Nana and saw what could happen if somepony like her didn’t have the right support.

But of course things weren’t entirely perfect.

Twilight still said the wrong thing sometimes, more than she should. She was quicker to own up to it but it didn’t stop Snowcone’s trauma from being set off. There was a lot of work left to do.

Snowcone loved her mom, she really did. But still there was that fear, that she’d never truly understand her. That one or both of them would say something, do something, that would ruin anything good that they had. That she’d end up alone just like her Nana did.

“Your Nana seems to be settling in really well!”

Twilight seemed to be reading her daughter’s mind as she brought this up, casually making conversation as she organized her library for the umpteenth time.

“I bet you’re glad to have somepony who gets what you’re going through.”

Snowcone was glad to have her Nana around, but just because she had the same condition didn’t mean they got each other all the time. They were individual ponies with different experiences after all. Not to mention her Nana had six or so decades on her. They weren’t a monolith.

“Yeah, I am.”

She answered simply. But she still had some worries.

“Though I guess it’s taking Mother some getting used to. A lot’s happened to both of them, they really don’t get each other at all. Mental illness does that to you.”

Snow quipped, trying to laugh off her worries with a joke. She really wasn’t sure if she wanted to get into this with her mom.

“You’re probably right, they’ll have a lot to work through. I think they can do it though!”

Twilight didn’t completely take the dismissive “all you have to do is try” stance but she still didn’t really grasp it. She was naive in her confidence that everything would definitely be solved; no amount of willpower could cure a mental illness.

“Not how that works Mom...”

Snow grumbled through her teeth, feeling like she would snap if her mom said anything more. But she stopped and tried to calm herself down. She just wanted to be honest.

“They’ve drifted apart so much, it’s not gonna be easy at all. Mother has no idea what Nana went through. You have no idea how I feel! Sometimes you say things that make me wanna rip my mane out!”

She stopped before she could get ahead of herself.

“But I don’t want you and me to end up like Mother and Nana. I don’t wanna end up like strangers. I just...want you to understand me.”

This was the most emotionally honest Snow had been with her mom in a long time, she was surprised at herself.

Twilight had stopped organizing by now. Books were still scattered all over but she ignored them, turning towards her daughter and giving her her full attention. She gazed at her sincerely, guiltily even, as she listened.

“You’re right Snowy...I really don’t get it at all. I’m so sorry I make you feel that way. I need to be better about that.”

Snow was almost shocked as the words came out of her mom’s mouth. Never in a thousand years did she imagine she would own up to her mistakes so explicitly. She wasn’t meandering, she wasn’t making excuses, she was just straight up admitting it. Actually apologizing.

“Well...thank you.”

Was all she could utter out.

“You know me, I’ve always been so focused on the little details. So obsessed with being perfect, with my studies, my friends, you name it. It’s like anxiety. How I became the Queen of Equestria, I don’t know!”

Twilight laughed, but then scooched closer to Snowcone as she became heartfelt again.

“I keep myself up at night worrying about the kind of pony I am, if I’m a good friend or ruler. I’ve never been very good at talking to other ponies, I have to check myself all the time. But I haven’t been thinking enough about how I am as a mom. And because of that...”

Twilight began to tear up, her voice quavering with emotion.

“I’ve failed you, Snowcone. I should be putting the same work—no, more—into making you feel loved as I do everything else in my life. I would always tell you you needed to try harder but honestly...I’m the one who should be doing that.”

Snow could see how broken up her mom was about this, more than she’d ever seen her really. She wasn’t about to coddle her and tell her it was all okay when she had said some messed up stuff, but she did have some advice to help her.

“Maybe you should get a therapist.”

Twilight couldn’t help but chuckle at just how blunt Snowcone was. She didn’t beat around the bush at all. But she was absolutely right.

“Yes I should, and I will. I promise. I want to be a better mom to you and I’ll do whatever it takes. Anything at all. I want you to know that I really do mean it.”

Snowcone didn’t say anything, there was nothing else to say. So she just leaned into her mother’s chest contently, soaking in the feeling. Her mother wasn’t perfect but if she knew anything, it was that she was loved.

“Thank you, Mom. That really means a lot to me. I love you.”

She felt her mom’s wings wrap around her as she leaned in as well, into a secure embrace.

“I love you too, Snowcone. I hope you always know that.”

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Next: Steep Valley

Background and Books by EStories

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[Image Description: In her castle library, Twilight Sparkle, a purple alicorn with an indigo, purple, and pink mane, uses one of her wings to wipe tears from her eyes while using her forelegs and other wing to hug her daughter Snowcone Syrup, a blue earth pony with a lighter blue mane and a cyan hair bow. Snowcone hugs her back with her eyes closed and a soft smile on her face. End Description.]

Description
Snowcone’s mom had been a lot more supportive of her after the Gala debacle. It was like a dial had turned in Twilight Sparkle, like she was actually trying a little harder now. It seemed especially so after they met Snowcone’s Nana and saw what could happen if somepony like her didn’t have the right support.

But of course things weren’t entirely perfect.

Twilight still said the wrong thing sometimes, more than she should. She was quicker to own up to it but it didn’t stop Snowcone’s trauma from being set off. There was a lot of work left to do.

Snowcone loved her mom, she really did. But still there was that fear, that she’d never truly understand her. That one or both of them would say something, do something, that would ruin anything good that they had. That she’d end up alone just like her Nana did.

“Your Nana seems to be settling in really well!”

Twilight seemed to be reading her daughter’s mind as she brought this up, casually making conversation as she organized her library for the umpteenth time.

“I bet you’re glad to have somepony who gets what you’re going through.”

Snowcone was glad to have her Nana around, but just because she had the same condition didn’t mean they got each other all the time. They were individual ponies with different experiences after all. Not to mention her Nana had six or so decades on her. They weren’t a monolith.

“Yeah, I am.”

She answered simply. But she still had some worries.

“Though I guess it’s taking Mother some getting used to. A lot’s happened to both of them, they really don’t get each other at all. Mental illness does that to you.”

Snow quipped, trying to laugh off her worries with a joke. She really wasn’t sure if she wanted to get into this with her mom.

“You’re probably right, they’ll have a lot to work through. I think they can do it though!”

Twilight didn’t completely take the dismissive “all you have to do is try” stance but she still didn’t really grasp it. She was naive in her confidence that everything would definitely be solved; no amount of willpower could cure a mental illness.

“Not how that works Mom...”

Snow grumbled through her teeth, feeling like she would snap if her mom said anything more. But she stopped and tried to calm herself down. She just wanted to be honest.

“They’ve drifted apart so much, it’s not gonna be easy at all. Mother has no idea what Nana went through. You have no idea how I feel! Sometimes you say things that make me wanna rip my mane out!”

She stopped before she could get ahead of herself.

“But I don’t want you and me to end up like Mother and Nana. I don’t wanna end up like strangers. I just...want you to understand me.”

This was the most emotionally honest Snow had been with her mom in a long time, she was surprised at herself.

Twilight had stopped organizing by now. Books were still scattered all over but she ignored them, turning towards her daughter and giving her her full attention. She gazed at her sincerely, guiltily even, as she listened.

“You’re right Snowy...I really don’t get it at all. I’m so sorry I make you feel that way. I need to be better about that.”

Snow was almost shocked as the words came out of her mom’s mouth. Never in a thousand years did she imagine she would own up to her mistakes so explicitly. She wasn’t meandering, she wasn’t making excuses, she was just straight up admitting it. Actually apologizing.

“Well...thank you.”

Was all she could utter out.

“You know me, I’ve always been so focused on the little details. So obsessed with being perfect, with my studies, my friends, you name it. It’s like anxiety. How I became the Queen of Equestria, I don’t know!”

Twilight laughed, but then scooched closer to Snowcone as she became heartfelt again.

“I keep myself up at night worrying about the kind of pony I am, if I’m a good friend or ruler. I’ve never been very good at talking to other ponies, I have to check myself all the time. But I haven’t been thinking enough about how I am as a mom. And because of that...”

Twilight began to tear up, her voice quavering with emotion.

“I’ve failed you, Snowcone. I should be putting the same work—no, more—into making you feel loved as I do everything else in my life. I would always tell you you needed to try harder but honestly...I’m the one who should be doing that.”

Snow could see how broken up her mom was about this, more than she’d ever seen her really. She wasn’t about to coddle her and tell her it was all okay when she had said some messed up stuff, but she did have some advice to help her.

“Maybe you should get a therapist.”

Twilight couldn’t help but chuckle at just how blunt Snowcone was. She didn’t beat around the bush at all. But she was absolutely right.

“Yes I should, and I will. I promise. I want to be a better mom to you and I’ll do whatever it takes. Anything at all. I want you to know that I really do mean it.”

Snowcone didn’t say anything, there was nothing else to say. So she just leaned into her mother’s chest contently, soaking in the feeling. Her mother wasn’t perfect but if she knew anything, it was that she was loved.

“Thank you, Mom. That really means a lot to me. I love you.”

She felt her mom’s wings wrap around her as she leaned in as well, into a secure embrace.

“I love you too, Snowcone. I hope you always know that.”

~~~~~~~~~~

Previous: Follies
Next: Steep Valley

Background and Books by EStories

~~~~~~~~~~

[Image Description: In her castle library, Twilight Sparkle, a purple alicorn with an indigo, purple, and pink mane, uses one of her wings to wipe tears from her eyes while using her forelegs and other wing to hug her daughter Snowcone Syrup, a blue earth pony with a lighter blue mane and a cyan hair bow. Snowcone hugs her back with her eyes closed and a soft smile on her face. End Description.]