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Read The Bridge

Princess Cadance laid back in her bed as Flash Sentry and the doctor he was escorting departed. Another check up on the foal, another clean bill so far. With the knowledge she was actually with child, the alicorn had found herself looking her form over more and more. While greater body size than normal meant she wasn’t especially showing like a normal mare, as Princess Celestia indicated, she and the doctor did notice a slight roundness on her belly. Said roundness was what she couldn’t take her fond eyes off of while she laid back. Glow didn’t even begin to describe the look upon Cadance as she very tenderly rubbed at where the doctor indicated and bit her lip in any anticipation of a movement or kick. She was anxious, terrified even on some level; but it was a lesser fear than what she once had when she worried her ascension from pegasus to alicorn rendered her sterile or incompatible with a normal pony. And any fears now were drowned out by the joy she and her husband shared. Now she got two kisses every morning when Shining Armor woke up, one for the both of them.

A soft hum filtered out of her throat, tiny tears wetting the corners of each eye as Cadance sighed contently. With a slow day in the empire, Shining Armor insisting he tended to what needed doing, kindly young Flash Sentry on duty, nothing could foil her mood; not even morning sickness.

Though the very large unicorn knocking her closet door open and marching into her room certainly could give it an honest effort.

“Ah good, you’re already seated.”

Xenilla’s calm tone contrasting horribly with the great fright he gave the alicorn, who nearly jumped out of her skin at his sudden entry.

“WHAA!?! What the!? How did you?! The closet!-”

Xenilla paid no attention to her fright, walking over to her bedside with several small bags levitating in front of him, “Quite cramped, you’d think a royal would have larger.”

“But-But! It was open just a moment ago?! How could you have possibly hid in there?!”

“I didn’t.”

“So how did you?!”

He waved nonchalantly, “Not important…. Though out of curiosity, are the pink garments for you or your husband?”

Cadance suddenly went from the pinkest alicorn ever to the reddest one and she was silenced. A one-way awkward silence passed between them as they stared at each other, before Xenilla apparently figured out he wasn’t getting his answer and shrugged it off. Drawing up a tray, pestle, and grinder, he started to toil at them; emptying multiple bags of odd materials into them along with several glowing crystals.

“Regardless, I have come to help ensure the future of the empire,” he noted as he worked with his back turned.

Cadance, still breathing a bit heavily, put a hoof over her heart to slow it back down while trying not to look angered or flustered.

“And, pray tell-”, she grumbled, “-how do you plan to do that?”

“I have studied equine infancy, extensively. Early childhood to gestation to conception. Yes, Dame Dancer helped. Besides the point. I endangered you and the life of you and Prince Consort Armor’s child with my ploy against Sombra, a situation made more into question at your lack of knowledge regarding the imperial heir until after more stressful situations. I made a vow to protect you, your family, and the empire. The heir is paramount and I intend no harm to ever come to them during my stay. Their health is priority one, surprises withstanding.”

Cadance blinked a few times, processing what was being fed to her. In some ways she was actually touched and felt a smile growing across her face even if her brow stayed raised in confusion as to what this oath of protection had to do with what Xenilla was doing right now.

“Well, thank you… I’m-.. actually kind of touched! I’m happy to see you’re taking promises to heart. You really have started to turn things around, Xenilla. But you need not worry about Shining Armor and my’s baby, the doctor just confirmed they’re in a clean bill of health!”, she beamed though with a slight, anxious giggle in the back at worry over what exactly the kaiju had in mind.

This was the individual who’s plan to kill a despot included purposefully getting thrown in jail and then smashing up half a castle; her worry was sound.

Xenilla grumbled and waved a hoof, “And pray tell, have said doctors been able to determine the sex or type of this offspring yet?”

He kept working; mixing and grinding up something in the pestle that included, but was not limited to crushed energy crystal, surge crystals, orange peels, something that looked like moss, and about four other items Cadance couldn’t even see. It was starting to make her more nervous than curious.

“Hehe…eeeh… No, that-that is still in question…. Um, Xenilla? What are you doing?”, she mumbled with a bit lip.

Xenilla casually shrugged his shoulders even as he fired a brief spurt of a corona flare into the pestle, short enough it flash fried whatever was inside and made Cadance yelp in surprise from the flash of light and smoke.

Xenilla glanced back at her and cleared his throat, “Ahem, sorry about that smoke, Empress-”

Cadance’s eyes narrowed, seeing they were back to that again, “-Princess.”

He didn’t even break stride, “-My my you seem delusional as to your title, must be the hormones. You really do need this after all.”

Cadance’s visage widened in confusion, not knowing if she should be confused or afraid that she just thought Xenilla cracked a joke; or angry at him still being stubborn about her choosing to follow in her aunt’s hoofsteps. Instead she could only stutter as Xenilla turned around with what looked like some sort of powder filling the pestle like a bowl.

“…Wh-Wh-Whaaat isss thaaaat?”, she cringed and apprehensively pointed a hoof at the bowl.

“Ah, my solution and insurance policy. Ingrained here is all the essentials for the healthiest result possible for the young imperial heir. A vast majority of expectant mothers only meet the minimum of what is needed for their developing offspring and gestation is the most important time of development for a new life. This mixture is all the essentials magnified to greater extents and enhanced in proportion to ensure your’s and Consort Armor’s progeny is better than safe. I have experience in biochemistry with my crystals,” Xenilla noted almost proudly.

Cadance was still far from sure, glancing between the concoction and the kaiju trying to serve it, “And um… what kind of experience do you have exactly?”

“Surge crystal making. Energizing and revitalizing myself or other kaiju to keep fighting harder and better after injury. The Mutations regularly tried to kill myself and my comrade, Destroyah.”

Princess Cadance took a few seconds to ponder what exactly he was implying before her eyes seemed to almost explode out of her angered expression.

“… Steroids?!”, she barked incredulously.

Xenilla snorted almost like he took offense, “None of the sort! Besides most steroid use is in the medical fields anyways even if they were. My crystals merely work by energizing the cells to rapidly regrow to promote healing and ionized cell waste to restore stamina… Though some did include increases in certain abilities. And this formula is properly made so it bypasses your system and goes straight to the umbilical cord, you’d feel nothing but some tingling.”


Story created by tarbano
Xenilla (Spacegodzilla) is owned by Toho
Princess Cadance is owned by Hasbro

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Posted previously at: 2019-12-06T03:58:30