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How did it come to this? How did it all go so wrong so fast, and how did all this lead to the biggest nightmare of a young teenagers life?
It started out as any family reunion, with ponies running around, getting food ready, laughing and smiling. Island Breeze and her daughter, Rasta Jam had arrived from Jamerca a few days prior to get settled before the day arrived. Rasta, now 14 was currently off with her cousins, Bubble and Singe, and their friend, Wally. It had been a bit since she had seen them and she was more than excited to tell them about her time away. She promised to be back before the party really got started before heading off with them.
Meanwhile the adults were busy getting up, hard at work getting set when a knock on the door alerted them to someone arriving. Whirl stopped what he was doing to answer the door, immediately swooning over the large pretty black back at the door with a package in his mouth
Whirl: Well hello there, Pumpkin. You’re early~
???: through his teeth Hello Whirl… Um… can ah come in pleash?
Whirl: Of course! Mother, Middy’s here!
Kiwi: Hey Midnight!
Willow: Hello, Midnight. Oh. Did you bring something for the party?
Midnight: lets her take it, leaning his head down so she could Ye, It’s a… fruit and nectar salad… I can’t eat much fish and the like so I thought this would be good.
Willow: It’s lovely~ Thank you
Midnight Rush. A nature conservationist for EFFI, The Equestrian Flora and Fauna Institution, and Rasta’s father. While not directly related to the family, he was invited after his many appearance ones he entered Rasta’s life, proving that he was certainly to the the task and challenge of being a good father. While still embarrassing, he was also happy to come when he had the chance. If only he knew…If only he knew SHE was there too. Unfortunately, he didn’t know until he followed everypony outside…
Midnight: freezes Island…
Island: ….What is HE doing here?
Willow: I invited him. He’s just as much family as anyone else. Please… Island, be civil.
Island: Family..? Hah… that’s a laugh
Midnight: tenses …
Whirl made a look of disapproval but rolled his eyes and turned to Midnight.
Kiwi: Island…
Whirl: Ignore her, Pump—
Midnight: It’s fine… I can be civil. There is no point in fighting…right?
——
Rasta had happily greeted her dad once she and the cousins had returned to the house. The large bat ignored the glares of the dark brown mare, as he hugged her daughter and caught up with her before she headed back inside to play games with the other teens and tweens. Once they were off inside, he happily swapped stories with the others. While he may not have had fishing stories like Silver, he certainly had stories to each of his scars. Like the one on his lip was from a bird of prey that got a bit too close to his face during landing, or how the ones on his neck where from forest cats that didn’t like how close her got. He told them of the new animals he had seens and the ones they had discovered, like the crabs covered in white fur that had them baffled. He had almost forgotten about Island… but….of course that wasn’t meant to be
Island: Spare us the details…
Midnight: flinches They… asked about work. I’m just sha—-
Island: Well spare us the stories of your glories, Midnight. I think we’re doing listening
Midnight: Crikey, calm down, ye? I’m trying ta be civil… there is no point in fightin’ over crud long past.
Island: Long… past? It’s far from long past, you insufferable pig!
Midnight: …Growls Can we not do this now….?
Island: You shouldn’t even be here! Five years go by and you pop into my daughter’s life and suddenly you think you belong?!
Midnight: I would have been there sooner if you had just—-
Island: Just what? What kind of mother would I be to let a playboy like you try to raise her?! So she can end up sleeping around with ever stallion she sees?
Midnight: All this over work stories? Island, give it a rest!
Island: NO! I’M TIRED OF LISTENING TO YOUR SUCCESSES WHILE ALL I GOT WAS STUCK WITH YOUR MISTAKES!
…The Party when quiet…
Those who witnessed where struck in shock.
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How did it come to this? How did it all go so wrong so fast, and how did all this lead to the biggest nightmare of a young teenagers life?
It started out as any family reunion, with ponies running around, getting food ready, laughing and smiling. Island Breeze and her daughter, Rasta Jam had arrived from Jamerca a few days prior to get settled before the day arrived. Rasta, now 14 was currently off with her cousins, Bubble and Singe, and their friend, Wally. It had been a bit since she had seen them and she was more than excited to tell them about her time away. She promised to be back before the party really got started before heading off with them.
Meanwhile the adults were busy getting up, hard at work getting set when a knock on the door alerted them to someone arriving. Whirl stopped what he was doing to answer the door, immediately swooning over the large pretty black back at the door with a package in his mouth
Whirl: Well hello there, Pumpkin. You’re early~
???: through his teeth Hello Whirl… Um… can ah come in pleash?
Whirl: Of course! Mother, Middy’s here!
Kiwi: Hey Midnight!
Willow: Hello, Midnight. Oh. Did you bring something for the party?
Midnight: lets her take it, leaning his head down so she could Ye, It’s a… fruit and nectar salad… I can’t eat much fish and the like so I thought this would be good.
Willow: It’s lovely~ Thank you
Midnight Rush. A nature conservationist for EFFI, The Equestrian Flora and Fauna Institution, and Rasta’s father. While not directly related to the family, he was invited after his many appearance ones he entered Rasta’s life, proving that he was certainly to the the task and challenge of being a good father. While still embarrassing, he was also happy to come when he had the chance. If only he knew…If only he knew SHE was there too. Unfortunately, he didn’t know until he followed everypony outside…
Midnight: freezes Island…
Island: ….What is HE doing here?
Willow: I invited him. He’s just as much family as anyone else. Please… Island, be civil.
Island: Family..? Hah… that’s a laugh
Midnight: tenses …
Whirl made a look of disapproval but rolled his eyes and turned to Midnight.
Kiwi: Island…
Whirl: Ignore her, Pump—
Midnight: It’s fine… I can be civil. There is no point in fighting…right?
——
Rasta had happily greeted her dad once she and the cousins had returned to the house. The large bat ignored the glares of the dark brown mare, as he hugged her daughter and caught up with her before she headed back inside to play games with the other teens and tweens. Once they were off inside, he happily swapped stories with the others. While he may not have had fishing stories like Silver, he certainly had stories to each of his scars. Like the one on his lip was from a bird of prey that got a bit too close to his face during landing, or how the ones on his neck where from forest cats that didn’t like how close her got. He told them of the new animals he had seens and the ones they had discovered, like the crabs covered in white fur that had them baffled. He had almost forgotten about Island… but….of course that wasn’t meant to be
Island: Spare us the details…
Midnight: flinches They… asked about work. I’m just sha—-
Island: Well spare us the stories of your glories, Midnight. I think we’re doing listening
Midnight: Crikey, calm down, ye? I’m trying ta be civil… there is no point in fightin’ over crud long past.
Island: Long… past? It’s far from long past, you insufferable pig!
Midnight: …Growls Can we not do this now….?
Island: You shouldn’t even be here! Five years go by and you pop into my daughter’s life and suddenly you think you belong?!
Midnight: I would have been there sooner if you had just—-
Island: Just what? What kind of mother would I be to let a playboy like you try to raise her?! So she can end up sleeping around with ever stallion she sees?
Midnight: All this over work stories? Island, give it a rest!
Island: NO! I’M TIRED OF LISTENING TO YOUR SUCCESSES WHILE ALL I GOT WAS STUCK WITH YOUR MISTAKES!
…The Party when quiet…
Those who witnessed where struck in shock.
——-
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