Midnight stood there…speechless. Did..did she really just call their daughter his mistake</b></i>? For a moment, he wasn’t able to form words or thoughts. But once that ability returned, anger and pure unadulterated RAGE set in. His pupils thinned to slits and a low, menacing growl erupted from his throat.
Midnight: You… you self-righteous, disgusting, ratbag CUNT</b>! SLAMS his hoof down into the dirt, causing dust to billow and a large dent in the earth to form
???: …. Midnight, please, calm down…
Looking down, the enraged bat pony saw an small elderly pegasus looking up at him with soft amethyst eyes. Willow Breeze, Island’s aunt, gently rested a hoof on Midnight’s leg. Instantly he assumed that she was trying to fend him off, but from the look in her eyes, it was comfort.
Midnight: Willow…she.. Ya expect me ta calm down after she calls my little girl a mistake?! Ya lucky I don’t slug ya for it! She’s a gift! One ya kept away from me, and ya have the keel to say that!?
Island: Sure ya pathetic meathead! Cause threatening violence only proves my point of how terrible a father ya would have been!!! Ya shouldn’t even be here, but you muscle your way into everything!
Whirl: Tch, I feel like you have very little room to talk, Izzy… With how much of relentless control freak you are!
Willow: Whirl! You aren’t helping..
Whirl: growls Funny, I didn’t think I was trying to help… snarls at Island And you call yourself a mother..
Island: Stay out of it, Whirlwind. I didn’t think teaching MY child boundaries and rules was a bad thing, considering all you have done was teach her to be as wild and out of control as you are! You’re just as bad of an influence on her as he is! What’s next? You teach her to be as big of a WHORE as you are too?!
Whirl: fluffs up Why you little—
Kiwi: Grabs hold of Whirl to hold him back Whirl! Island! Stop this, not in front of the children!
Island: Oh… and here comes Kiwi Breeze to the rescue once more. Always needing to prove she’s the better pony to stroke her precious ego…
Kiwi: fluffs up thrice her sides Ex-CUSE me?! I’m sorry, I don’t think I quite caught that.. taking a few steps back towards Island
Silver: …. sips his drink and watch
Midnight: Of course… always have ta go after everyone else, don’t ya? Heavens forbid, these ponies actually take care of her where you are to lazy ta!
With all the ponies yelling at each other, trying to ease the tension, or just remaining a bystander, they hadn’t heard the back door to the house open or close, or see the small sandy mare who had heard the conversation from almost start to finish. Hazel eyes sat there, wide and and confused as they processed everything. And soon those same hazel eyes filled with tears, that freely fell as she repeated what was said.
???: I’m…. a mistake?
Whirl: ears perk, before folding back to his head, wincing as he turned Rasta! When did you…? How much of that did you hear? going over to wrap a wing around his niece
Rasta: I-I heard yelling…I thought someone got hurt but.. I..Mom really thinks I was a mistake?!
Whirl: pulls in Rasta with a hoof Jam-sandwich, listen to your Uncle Curly-Whirl… You are not a mistake.
Rasta: pulling away, looking up at him But she said! S-she just said it! W-what did I do wrong?! I can change it! I-I can fix it!!
Whirl: R-Rasta, it’s okay, you didn’t do anything wrong! You are perfect just as you are…. Your mother is.. just a bitter old mare.
Rasta: But..I…I must have done something! I disappointed her, I don’t listen or b-behave! her tear fall faster Uncle Whirl, I-I can fix it! I’ll do better so she’s proud of me again!
Whirl: gently wipes the tears, his ears drooping Sweetheart…
The yelling from the other side stopped for a moment, the largest combatant looking over at the missing tan Pegasus. His face fell, and almost seemed to drained of colour. Oh no…nonono…
Midnight: Rasta…
—— It was a misunderstanding… a bad choice of words, that started a spiral.