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Flower Power was going to find answers. She was sure of it.
Since finding her mother’s photo album with all the possible sires, she had become pretty set on figuring out which one was her real dad. She’d written letters to them and arranged dates and everything, hoping that meeting each one would give her a clue as to who planted the seed in her mother…the seed that became her. Flower was going to meet with each and every one of them until she found the truth, starting with the mare now sitting before her.
“You think I’m your what?”
“My…dad,” Flower explained. “Sort of. Two mares can have babies, can’t they? And you and Mama used to date. So maybe it’s possible!”
“Listen, kid, that’s not how it works.” Lightning Dust looked down at the filly with slight contempt. “When a stallion and a mare love each other, they do their thing and make a baby like that. But two mares? You need a unicorn for that. Or a special potion. And your mom and I had neither.”
Flower’s heart sank a bit, but she remained calm and collected. Even if Lightning Dust wasn’t her “dad” she could still find answers. “Do you know if Mama dated a unicorn mare around that time?”
”Pssh, heck if I know,” Lightning Dust shrugged. “Your mom and I spent, like, a week together and we haven’t talked since. And most unicorns aren’t powerful to do that stuff anyway. So unless your mom banged, like, Princess Twilight or somepony, your dad is definitely a stallion.”
”Hm…” The filly was confused now. “But Mama didn’t say my dad was a stallion. She’s dated lots of ponies and she said it could be anyone.”
”Tree Hugger’s too high to remember anything,” Lightning Dust let out a bitter laugh. “Can’t even tell who she’s sleeping with, she’s so blazed up on weed-“
Flower gave her a concerned, confused look.
”You’ll understand when you’re older, kid. Point is, I’m not your dad. It’s probably not what you want from me but I hope I helped anyway, I guess. Now, I really gotta fly.”
”O-okay, thank you,” Flower bid her farewells to the mare before looking back at the photo album packed in her saddlebags. At least she had it narrowed down more, since mares were out of the question. One of the two stallions in the pictures had to be her father. Once she visited Hayseed and Feather Bangs, she would know which one was her dad.
She would find him.
Since finding her mother’s photo album with all the possible sires, she had become pretty set on figuring out which one was her real dad. She’d written letters to them and arranged dates and everything, hoping that meeting each one would give her a clue as to who planted the seed in her mother…the seed that became her. Flower was going to meet with each and every one of them until she found the truth, starting with the mare now sitting before her.
“You think I’m your what?”
“My…dad,” Flower explained. “Sort of. Two mares can have babies, can’t they? And you and Mama used to date. So maybe it’s possible!”
“Listen, kid, that’s not how it works.” Lightning Dust looked down at the filly with slight contempt. “When a stallion and a mare love each other, they do their thing and make a baby like that. But two mares? You need a unicorn for that. Or a special potion. And your mom and I had neither.”
Flower’s heart sank a bit, but she remained calm and collected. Even if Lightning Dust wasn’t her “dad” she could still find answers. “Do you know if Mama dated a unicorn mare around that time?”
”Pssh, heck if I know,” Lightning Dust shrugged. “Your mom and I spent, like, a week together and we haven’t talked since. And most unicorns aren’t powerful to do that stuff anyway. So unless your mom banged, like, Princess Twilight or somepony, your dad is definitely a stallion.”
”Hm…” The filly was confused now. “But Mama didn’t say my dad was a stallion. She’s dated lots of ponies and she said it could be anyone.”
”Tree Hugger’s too high to remember anything,” Lightning Dust let out a bitter laugh. “Can’t even tell who she’s sleeping with, she’s so blazed up on weed-“
Flower gave her a concerned, confused look.
”You’ll understand when you’re older, kid. Point is, I’m not your dad. It’s probably not what you want from me but I hope I helped anyway, I guess. Now, I really gotta fly.”
”O-okay, thank you,” Flower bid her farewells to the mare before looking back at the photo album packed in her saddlebags. At least she had it narrowed down more, since mares were out of the question. One of the two stallions in the pictures had to be her father. Once she visited Hayseed and Feather Bangs, she would know which one was her dad.
She would find him.
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