DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own any of the ponies you recognize in this story. They belong to Hasbro. I do however own Baby Rainbow Star as well as Serenity, Baby Sunflyer and Melody. I also own all of the Human characters in this story except for the Moochick.
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"In No Time At All"

It was a beautiful spring day in Ponyland.

Molly was taking Jewelhart for a walk when she ran into Patrick and Firefly outside. They were doing the double inside out loop and hanging out together.

After talking with them for a few minutes, Molly and Jewelhart were off.

Once Molly was gone, Firefly landed and Patrick dismounted. He had some homework he had to do. Even though he was off, the teachers had still given the students homework. Patrick wanted to get it finished so he could have more time to spend with Firefly and his other friends.

As Patrick entered the kitchen, he found it unusually quiet.

Cupcake was making dessert and cleaning up from lunch. Megan was at the table. It looked like she was deep in thought. Her head was resting in her hands. but as Patrick got closer, he could tell something was wrong. She was shaking a little. He put an arm on her shoulder and she looked up. Patrick could see tears glistening in her emerald eyes.

"Megan? Megan, what's the matter?" Patrick asked, giving Megan a much needed hug. "What happened?"

Cupcake filled in the details.

"She has a really bad headache. It just started a few minutes ago."

Patrick nodded as he planted a gentle kiss on Megan's cheek and started to stroke her hair. He then helped her up and into the living room.

When they got there, they found Danny and Surprise engaged in a Nintendo game of some kind.

Patrick rolled his eyes as he took Megan upstairs to her bedroom. Once there, Patrick helped her to lay down and he turned the lights off. He then got her a drink of water and put it by the bed. he covered her up and gave her a kiss goodnight, then he left to let her get some rest.

As he reached the bottom of the stairs, Molly came in with Jewelhart. The puppy was barking a little.

"Shh," Molly said gently, "Jewelhart it's okay. The squirrel's gone. It's not here anymore. Shh." She petted her head, which seemed to calm her down. It was then that Molly looked up to see Patrick was on the landing. "Where's Megan?" she asked. "She said she was going to play a game of UNO with me and Emily."

"She's laying down, " Patrick said, "she has a REALLY bad headache. It's from her allergies."

Molly nodded and then her expression changed from curious to worried.

"Is she okay?" Molly asked.

"Yeah. She's going to be fine, my spunky Punky," Patrick said, using his nickname for Molly. "Why don't you go see what Matt's doing. I think he'll play with you."

Molly shrugged and shook her head.

"Nah. No thanks. I think I'm going to check on Megan." She walked upstairs with Jewelhart trailing behind her.

Patrick shrugged just as his cell phone rang. He flipped t open and put it to his ear.

"Aloha," he greeted whoever was on the other end. He had picked it up from hearing Emily and Matt say it.

"Hey, honey," a familiar female voice replied, "how are you?"

"I'm good, Mom," Patrick replied, "what's up with you?"

"Nothing much," Carol Hillard replied, "we just got back from dinner. Felicity was waiting for me on the couch as usual."

Patrick was about to comment on his mother's cat's habits when something she had said struck him as odd.

"We?" he asked.

"Yes. Todd and I went to Marcela's for dinner."

"You're still seeing him?" Patrick asked. He groaned inwardly while sitting down on the couch.

"Yes I'm still seeing him," Carol replied, "Todd's an ice man. I don't understand why you won't give him a chance. We've been going out for six months now and you haven't even met him yet. I was going to suggest we come up to see you next weekend."

"I don't think that's such a good idea," Patrick said.

"Why not? I haven't seen you in a while. I miss you."

Patrick softened.

"I miss you too, Mom," he assured her, "it's just that this weekend isn't a good time. I have a lot of schoolwork to do."

"But isn't your spring break coming up?" Carol asked.

"Yeah," Patrick replied, "so?"

"So I Thought we could come up this weekend when you're all done with your work."

"You can come," Patrick consented.

"Great! We'll see you on Saturday then. I love you, sweetie."

"I love you too," Patrick replied. He then added, "Does Todd have to come with you?" he heard his mother sigh heavily.

"Todd wants to meet you," Carol tried.

"Well what if I don't want to meet him? Did you ever think of that? I don't understand why you had to go and start dating after you and Dad split up anyway! What does Dad think about this?"

"Your father is fine with it," Carol revealed, "we're free to date other people. We've been divorced for eleven years now."

"Don't remind me," Patrick said, a bitter tone in his voice, "look, I gotta go." With that, he hung up before his mother could get another word in. Taking a deep breath to control the flood of emotions he was experiencing, Patrick resisted the urge to throw his phone across the room. How could his mother do this to him? She had dated before, but never one person for six months. Didn't Patrick's feelings and opinion matter to her at all? And now they were both coming to visit him. This wasn't going to end well. Of that Patrick was certain. Taking another deep breath, Patrick went to find Firefly. He needed a flight with his best pony friend now more than ever. Hopefully a flight with Firefly would take his mind off the conversation he had just had with his mother. It had to…