After some more awkward silence, she let out a defeated sigh. “…My mom had an accident with a love potion, okay?”
“But– but that's not… That doesn't explain– How would she even…?”
“Magic.” She swiftly cut the other mare off.
“But that doesn't… A toaster doesn't even–“
“Magic.” She pronounced more forcefully with a strained smile, heat rising to her cheeks.
“But… but…” The mare opened and closed her mouth silently, making a remarkable display of imitating a goldfish.
“Look,” she said with the strained patience of somepony who'd been asked the very same question far too many times. “I'm not going to ask you how your parents did it, and you stop asking me. Deal?”
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Anypony up for brainstorming fanfic ideas for this character?
Upvotes at import: 38 | Stars at import: 20 Posted previously at: 2019-03-27T00:03:20 | Posted previously by: Ultra the HedgeToaster
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