SS: slams open Feather’s door “FEATHER!”  
FF: jolts awake “Sis, what’s wrong??”  
SS: “My water broke! It’s time!”  
FF: “Sweet Celestia!” nearly falls out of bed “We have to get you to the hospital!”  
SS: “No kidding! Let’s go!”
 
(Later, at the hospital)  
FF: “Sis, you’re almost there! Just one more!”  
SS: strains and grips Feather’s hoof  
FF: “You can do it! Just breathe!”  
SS: screams  
FF: “You’re done! You did it!”  
SS: flops back, panting  
FF: “Two beautiful girls! Dumbbell and Hoops are on their way. Oh Sis, just look at them!” gives the babies to Storm  
SS: looks down at the babies “Oh yeah! Dumbbell and Hoops…”
 
(Dumbbell and Hoops arrive)  
DB: “Dude, where are the kids?”  
FF: “Dumbbell! Hoops! You made it! They’re right here.” gestures towards Storm and the babies  
H: “Duuuuuuude look at them! Radical!”  
DB: “I know right? Can we hold ‘em?”  
SS: hesitates “S-sure!” lets them take the babies  
FF: notices Storm’s hesitancy  
DB and H: hold hooves and beam proudly upon what will be their babies  
SS: fidgets uncomfortably as if she wants them back  
FF: “Sis, are you okay?”  
SS: “Yeah! It’s just…”  
Dr. S: comes out with adoption papers (to Dumbbell and Hoops) “All you have to do is fill out a few forms and they’re yours!”  
SS: looks down disappointedly  
FF: (quietly, to Storm) “Sis, if you want to change your mind it’s not too late. I’ll support you in whatever you do. But remember this is what you promised!”  
SS: “I…I…”  
Nurse RH: “Doctor Stable, you’re needed in Room 118.” looks at her clipboard “One Ms. Apple Polish is experiencing birth complications.”  
Dr. S: (to Dumbbell, Hoops, Storm, and Feather) “I will be right back!” runs out after Nurse Redheart  
DB: turns to Storm, oblivious to her second thoughts “Dude, you wanna name them?”  
SS: “M-me?”  
H: “Yeah kid! We can’t think of anything.”  
SS: “Oh! Um…” points at one of the babies “That one looks like a Starsong to me.”  
FF: pats the other baby “Starflower would be perfect for this little filly!”  
H: “Radical! Thanks!”  
Dr. S: silently comes back  
DB: “You girls can be their godmothers! We’ll let you see ‘em whenever you want!”  
SS: “About that…”  
FF: holds Storm’s hoof  
SS: “I-I can’t do this…”  
H: “What?”  
DB: “Dude, what about our deal?”  
SS: “I-I know, but…these kids…I made them…they should be my responsibility.”  
DB: gulps “A-and you’re sure about this?”  
Dr. S: “Yes, are you sure?”  
SS: “…Yes.”  
DB: silently looks at the ground and gives the babies back to Storm “So…”  
SS: “I’m so sorry…”  
Dr. S: “Dumbbell, Hoops, can I speak with you two?”  
DB and H: follow the doctor out of the room  
SS: “…Feather, I crushed them.”  
FF: “Dumbbell and Hoops are some of my closest friends. I know what Auntie Dash said about them when they were little, but they’re understanding and mature now. They will be okay! Besides…” takes one of the babies and holds Storm’s hoof “These little ones are hard to let go. Trust me, you’ll be a great mother.”  
SS: “Heh, yeah…maybe this parenting thing will turn out better than I thought…”  
(Dumbbell and Hoops come back in the room holding a newborn filly)  
H: “Dude, check this out!”  
DB: “This is our daughter, Double Dribble.”  
FF: “You guys aren’t upset, right?”  
DB: Nah dude, we get it. This would’ve been hard on your sis. Besides, this lil’ one was about to end up in an orphanage.”  
H: “Our kid can be bros with yours!”  
FF: “I’m sure they’ll be wonderful filly friends!”  
DB: “See, this turned out better than we thought! We get our kid but you get to keep yours!”  
SS: “Exactly! Thanks for understanding earlier. It means a lot. I tell ya, these kids are gonna grow up to be something special.”