Daring swore to herself as yet another pony almost knocked her glasses of. She should really try to invest in a better disguise, considering she’d probably spend much more time around other ponies in this town now that Kinyume was born. She was starting to doubt the wisdom of using her own likeness in the books, when she didn’t want ponies to know that she was …herself. That may not have been her smartest move.
Urk, at least they’d get away from the crowds soon; they just needed to buy some groceries, and then they could go back to Zecora’s hut. She glanced at her marefriend to see how she was holding up, only to find her staring at the stall selling Hearth’s Warming trees.
“While I do not often partake pony celebration”, she suddenly said, turning to look at Daring. “Do you not wish to honor your county’s foundation?”
Daring blinked, a bit suprised at the rhyming; Zecora had long since dropped the formal speech around her, before remebering that they were in the middle of a giant crowd of ponies.
“Oh, uh, I usually just put up a doll and maybe make a bit fancier dinner. I mean, Hearth’s Warming was great and all when I was a foal, but it kinda lost it’s charm when I grew up.”
She shrugged. She didn’t mind the holiday, but it usually just made her feel lonely -and Zecora didn’t celebrate it, so Daring didn’t see the point in going through the trouble of decorating and all that, just for a holiday she didn’t care about.
..Though, the time she happend to be trapped with that family in the snowstorm some years back had actually been pretty great -she’d told the foals all the scary holiday stories she knew, the dinner had been loud and fun (even if they’d only had trail rations to eat) and seeing how happy the littlest colt had gotten when she gave him her old hat had just brought back all the fond memories from her foal-hood celebrations. Okay, so maybe she did kinda want to celebrate. But, she still didn’t think it’d be much fun since it was just her and Zeco.r..a…..
She turned and looked at her marefriend. Zecora and Kinyume stared back.
“Dearest, are you all right? You look shocked, how- “
Daring interruped her by lifting Kinyume out of the sling, as a grin strated to spread across her muzzle. Zecora only stared as Daring let out light laugh and secured Kinyme againts her chest with one hoof.
“Zecora! Zecora, we have a foal!” she shouted happily, before galloping away though the crowds, leaving Zecora staring after her, dumfounded.
“…you only realize this NOW?!”
Indeed