He came home late due to a train with many fillies riding aboard. He was all wet due to pushing as hard as he could with his hoofs. He noticed himself as the Masked Colt as a likeness of himself from water. He silently laughed. Thinking of a certain red haired filly while it is past her bedtime. He flew towards her.
Picking the young mare out of her crib. "Hello there you troublemaker." He grinned. She giggled. A set of hoofs trotted towards the two. "Hon," she yawned sleepily. "Glimmer. Sorry." He said. Handing the giggling baby to her mother. She gave him a look of concern. "Are you ok?" She asked him. "Fine." He said. "Quit worrying, you'll be safer and well rested that way." She rolled her eyes. "I can't sleep without knowing for sure you'll be in bed with me, holding me in your warm hoofs." She told him.
"So, you wanna be held by cold wet hoofs?" He joked. Making his wife laugh. "Mint. Would you like anything to eat? There's still some leftover's in the fridge if you need any." She said. "Nah, had dinner the mayor." He answered. She scowled. "Let me guess, trying to flirt with you again?" She said. Using her magic to return the filly back into her crib with a warm blanket wrapped around her before storming off into their room. Mint sighed. "Lapis, remember this." He turned to her. "Never get to your moms bad side." Trotting off after his wife to make sure she understands that he couldn't last a day without her.