*Nightmare Moon pushes, and pushes, and pushes. First one little filly, then two, are born in quick succession. After that, there is a pause in contractions for almost thirty minutes, before the contractions resume and a third foal is born, this time a colt. As soon as the contractions cease Nightmare Moon goes over to them and starts nuzzling them.*
This is… quite the surprise. We had expected three fillies…
askannaoreradose asked: Anna: *Put's the towel in the water, rings it out, and puts it on your head.* Okay, remain calm. Don't panic. *It looks like Anna is also trying to stay calm, but she looks nervous.*
*Nightmare Moon groans and pushes, and the first foal starts to arrive…*
((ooc: Can Arcel’s clones, as magical constructs, even impregnate somepony?))
roboshi-deactivated20160514 asked: Galaxiour; My child I am here! Are the Foals ready to arrive?
Yes, father. *She starts pushing.*
askbasspony-deactivated20120130 asked: *arrives with Luna behind him before collapsing on the floor out of breath* w-we *pant pant pant* are here!
And not a moment too soon. The foals are coming. NOW!
askannaoreradose asked: Anna: *brings some water and a towel in, along with some books.* Okay, I got what I think is needed. I've got a book here, and I've turned it to the chapter on breathing while in labor. I'll have you try it.
Okay, We’ll try. *She reads for a moment, then starts breathing as suggested.*
askbasspony-deactivated20120130 asked: *The doctor arrives and begins assisting Nightmare Moon* Oh my.. I will go get Luna!
Hurry, please!
roboshi-deactivated20160514 asked: Galaxiour; Do not worry, just do what comes naturally.
But what if We do something to screw up? We’re not even a natural pony, We don’t know if there’s something different We need to do… *She sound’s like she’s starting to panic.*
askbasspony-deactivated20120130 asked: You- You are giving birth! Oh my uhm... *exchanges words with one of the servants in the medical ward* They are going to go get the Doctor now. I am sorry Nightmare I don't quite know what to do right now. *one of the servants leads nightmare and bass to one of the rooms and starts making preparations*
We think… *Grimace again* We need to hurry…
roboshi-deactivated20160514 asked: Galaxiour; Think nothing of it my dear, now breathe deeply. Your Foals will need the air and so will your form.
*Nightmare Moon starts breathing exaggeratedly.* We should have taken those classes, We shouldn’t have kept putting them off…