It had all started when Pinkie Pie tagged along with Rarity to do the weekly grocery shopping. For as long as they had been living together their household tasks were divided up evenly. Rarity did the shopping while Pinkie did the cooking. Rarity did the cleaning while Pinkie made household repairs. Rarity filed their taxes while Pinkie did the lawn care. And so on and so forth.
Rarity was looking through the frostings—Pinkie Pie had come to help her find the absolute best brand this time—when a baby rattle smacked her in the head. A circle of drool resided just below her horn and as she was about to look up fuming about mothers who dare take their misbehaving children places where the rest of society could not possibly search for the right frosting in peace, she was dumbstruck into silence. He was adorable. The baby colt was slung onto his mothers back gurgling, cooing, and looking at Rarity with the biggest eyes she'd ever seen. They couldn't possibly belong to a baby colt wanting to cause her any harm. He was drooling profusely and Rarity would have been appalled, but she just couldn't be when he had those eyes. The mother began to walk and the baby colt slowly moved away from her. How amazing was it that that mother got to see the miracle of a pony grow from nothing into having a personality as complicated and unique as her own. Rarity looked at her girlfriend Pinkie Pie, who was intensely concentrating on the frosting cans. The smile dropped from Rarity's face in an instant.
She wanted kids.
Just a short little prologue. I have the next few chapter written, and just need to edit them. So, updates should come quickly. Please review, and by the way... I don't own the characters.