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Rarity should’ve assumed that labor would be, well, laborious; She did realize that, just not the extent of it.
    The entire ordeal with these two had been trouble since the moment she found out she was carrying twins, with Apple Family genetics no less.
    Of course Applejack was ecstatic! She had always wanted her own little apple herd. Don’t get Rarity wrong, she wanted children too. Well, maybe one. A little dainty filly perhaps, so she could have somepony to teach the arts of dressmaking.
    Only, that day she saw the ultrasound, two beating hearts. The way Applejack took her hooves and began listing off names, Rarity knew all of the pain would be worth it.
    The memory warmed her heart as she woke up. She didn’t know how long it had been since the birth or if the rest of the family had seen the foals yet.
    Blearily, she looked around. Her friends and family surrounded her, quietly talking amongst themselves. Her throat was too dry to speak, too worn out from yelling for more ice chips and how she would never have foals again due to the pain. Rarity was being dramatic, but in the moment it felt real.
    Reaching out, she poked Applejack with her hoof.
    Applejack nearly jumped, quickly turning to look down at her. She grinned, tired eyes tearing up.
    “Was wonderin’ when you were gonna wake up,” she said, taking a cup of cold water and helping Rarity drink it.
    “Nopony has seen them yet, we were waitin’ fer you.”
    Rarity drank the water with an uncharacteristic greediness then sat up.
    The sight of her shifting caused everypony in the room to look at her ecstatically, except for Twilight, who immediately went out the door. Presumably to get a nurse.
    “Oh darling-” Rarity croaked, clearing her throat before continuing “-you know I wouldn’t have minded.”
    To her right, she could hear Sweetie Belle and Applebloom whispering to each other, giggling, apparently they thought otherwise. They soon stiffened and grew quiet after a single, silent glare from Big MacIntosh.
    “Ah know, ah know, but it’s the polite thing to do,” Applejack said, rubbing her neck.
    A memory came to Rarity, of all those years ago when she was lecturing Applejack on how to be polite.
    Sun above, she loved her wife.
    Before any conversation could continue, Twilight returned, a young unicorn nurse following behind her, levitating the twin babies.
    “I didn’t look at them, I promise!” She said, sitting back down, causing some chuckling between everyone in the room.
    “She just kept insisting!” The nurse said, snorting and laughing.
    Rarity’s ears flattened at the sight. Shouldn’t a nurse be more professional? She was acting like she just got out of high school. Thinking about it, she looked like it too-
    “Unfortunately-” her tone suddenly turned a bit sad, everypony in the room leaning closer in nervous anticipation.
    “-this one here has a deformed horn, but don’t worry! It won’t hurt him at all, he just doesn’t have unicorn magic.”
    Applejack and Rarity exchanged a look, and their expressions softened, looking back to the nurse.
    “We think that won’t be a problem.” Applejack said.
    “Buuuuut…” The nurse continued.
    “But?” Rarity said, voice teetering on calm and tense.
    “He also seems to be albino, so he’ll need some special care.” She turns to Applejack, putting a hoof on hers, sympathetic. “We’ll be sure to give you some pamphlets with information that’ll help.”
    Applejack lifted her hoof away, uncomfortable. “...Right.” She didn’t like how this nurse was acting. She didn’t recognize the nurse either… was she new? She seemed pretty young-
    “Although-” The nurse’s cheery demeanor returned, knocking away the questioning thoughts. “-this little one is perfectly fine!”
    She levitated the second child into Rarity’s hooves, and the second she got a look at the child, her ears began to ring.
    The child…it was a striking reflection of the past.
    A memory ripped through Rarity that made her turn cold.
    The nightmares… the horrible, horrible nightmares she had. The fear of being abandoned manifesting into spirits, the shadowy beings taking over her.
    Changing her. Turning her into a living nightmare.
    Nightmare Rarity.
    This child she held in her hooves, he looked nearly identical to her Nightmare form.
    And soon, everypony else in the room seemed to notice this. Well, besides that ditz of a nurse, she just looked confused. Even after Rarity’s ears started ringing, it was still quiet.
    She was glad that Spike was too tall to fit into the Ponyville Hospital now. If he saw this sight, she feared what his reaction would be.
    She couldn’t let other ponies be hurt by him. She knew it was going to happen, he was obviously a bad omen. Why else would he look so much like… that beast.
    And she couldn’t risk herself getting hurt either- and she especially didn’t want the little one to be hurt.
    Rarity needed to prevent it. The last thing she would want is for one of her own children to turn into a nightmarish being.
    But how?
    …It was her fault that she became a nightmare. She let herself turn into it, let the shadows talk her into it.
    She couldn’t risk that same fate befalling him.
    “So! What will you name them?” The nurse asked.
    Applejack bit her lip, looking from Rarity then back to the nurse.
    “Well, ah was thinkin’-”
    Rarity wasn’t listening.
    She couldn’t let herself influence him. She had to stay away from him. It was the only way to keep him safe.
    She shifted her focus to the first child. The little white one, with the deformed horn.
    He… reminded her of herself, in a way.
    And she smiled.
    Nothing bad would happen to this foal.

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I hope the formatting looks okay! And I hope everyone enjoyed reading!! I worked hard on this, the drawing alone taking 3 hours (very long for my drawing standards.)

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Very special credits to and for helping me write! Give them both a watch, their content inspired me!

Description

Rarity should’ve assumed that labor would be, well, laborious; She did realize that, just not the extent of it.
    The entire ordeal with these two had been trouble since the moment she found out she was carrying twins, with Apple Family genetics no less.
    Of course Applejack was ecstatic! She had always wanted her own little apple herd. Don’t get Rarity wrong, she wanted children too. Well, maybe one. A little dainty filly perhaps, so she could have somepony to teach the arts of dressmaking.
    Only, that day she saw the ultrasound, two beating hearts. The way Applejack took her hooves and began listing off names, Rarity knew all of the pain would be worth it.
    The memory warmed her heart as she woke up. She didn’t know how long it had been since the birth or if the rest of the family had seen the foals yet.
    Blearily, she looked around. Her friends and family surrounded her, quietly talking amongst themselves. Her throat was too dry to speak, too worn out from yelling for more ice chips and how she would never have foals again due to the pain. Rarity was being dramatic, but in the moment it felt real.
    Reaching out, she poked Applejack with her hoof.
    Applejack nearly jumped, quickly turning to look down at her. She grinned, tired eyes tearing up.
    “Was wonderin’ when you were gonna wake up,” she said, taking a cup of cold water and helping Rarity drink it.
    “Nopony has seen them yet, we were waitin’ fer you.”
    Rarity drank the water with an uncharacteristic greediness then sat up.
    The sight of her shifting caused everypony in the room to look at her ecstatically, except for Twilight, who immediately went out the door. Presumably to get a nurse.
    “Oh darling-” Rarity croaked, clearing her throat before continuing “-you know I wouldn’t have minded.”
    To her right, she could hear Sweetie Belle and Applebloom whispering to each other, giggling, apparently they thought otherwise. They soon stiffened and grew quiet after a single, silent glare from Big MacIntosh.
    “Ah know, ah know, but it’s the polite thing to do,” Applejack said, rubbing her neck.
    A memory came to Rarity, of all those years ago when she was lecturing Applejack on how to be polite.
    Sun above, she loved her wife.
    Before any conversation could continue, Twilight returned, a young unicorn nurse following behind her, levitating the twin babies.
    “I didn’t look at them, I promise!” She said, sitting back down, causing some chuckling between everyone in the room.
    “She just kept insisting!” The nurse said, snorting and laughing.
    Rarity’s ears flattened at the sight. Shouldn’t a nurse be more professional? She was acting like she just got out of high school. Thinking about it, she looked like it too-
    “Unfortunately-” her tone suddenly turned a bit sad, everypony in the room leaning closer in nervous anticipation.
    “-this one here has a deformed horn, but don’t worry! It won’t hurt him at all, he just doesn’t have unicorn magic.”
    Applejack and Rarity exchanged a look, and their expressions softened, looking back to the nurse.
    “We think that won’t be a problem.” Applejack said.
    “Buuuuut…” The nurse continued.
    “But?” Rarity said, voice teetering on calm and tense.
    “He also seems to be albino, so he’ll need some special care.” She turns to Applejack, putting a hoof on hers, sympathetic. “We’ll be sure to give you some pamphlets with information that’ll help.”
    Applejack lifted her hoof away, uncomfortable. “...Right.” She didn’t like how this nurse was acting. She didn’t recognize the nurse either… was she new? She seemed pretty young-
    “Although-” The nurse’s cheery demeanor returned, knocking away the questioning thoughts. “-this little one is perfectly fine!”
    She levitated the second child into Rarity’s hooves, and the second she got a look at the child, her ears began to ring.
    The child…it was a striking reflection of the past.
    A memory ripped through Rarity that made her turn cold.
    The nightmares… the horrible, horrible nightmares she had. The fear of being abandoned manifesting into spirits, the shadowy beings taking over her.
    Changing her. Turning her into a living nightmare.
    Nightmare Rarity.
    This child she held in her hooves, he looked nearly identical to her Nightmare form.
    And soon, everypony else in the room seemed to notice this. Well, besides that ditz of a nurse, she just looked confused. Even after Rarity’s ears started ringing, it was still quiet.
    She was glad that Spike was too tall to fit into the Ponyville Hospital now. If he saw this sight, she feared what his reaction would be.
    She couldn’t let other ponies be hurt by him. She knew it was going to happen, he was obviously a bad omen. Why else would he look so much like… that beast.
    And she couldn’t risk herself getting hurt either- and she especially didn’t want the little one to be hurt.
    Rarity needed to prevent it. The last thing she would want is for one of her own children to turn into a nightmarish being.
    But how?
    …It was her fault that she became a nightmare. She let herself turn into it, let the shadows talk her into it.
    She couldn’t risk that same fate befalling him.
    “So! What will you name them?” The nurse asked.
    Applejack bit her lip, looking from Rarity then back to the nurse.
    “Well, ah was thinkin’-”
    Rarity wasn’t listening.
    She couldn’t let herself influence him. She had to stay away from him. It was the only way to keep him safe.
    She shifted her focus to the first child. The little white one, with the deformed horn.
    He… reminded her of herself, in a way.
    And she smiled.
    Nothing bad would happen to this foal.

***

I hope the formatting looks okay! And I hope everyone enjoyed reading!! I worked hard on this, the drawing alone taking 3 hours (very long for my drawing standards.)

Credits:
Background by:
Link:

Very special credits to and for helping me write! Give them both a watch, their content inspired me!