Coffeeholic(2016): Legacy of Anontonio [discont.]


                                            Spoiler Warning: This story contains spoilers from "The Adventures of Anontonio" and "Anontonio's Ambition" story arks! As it takes place in the future, about a 2 and a half decades or so from the first story arks.


                                            >you clinch the paintbrush in your right wing's thick feathers and carefully dip the tip in the tiny oil paint canister on the canvas

                                            >more shades of white

                                            >more shades needed to bring out the smile of your beloved wife

                                            >you want her remember the smile she shown the day you said "I do"

                                            >the day your son was born

                                            >the nights where you as a couple sing him to sleep with lullabies

                                            >before he was taken from your grasp

                                            >your little prince

                                            >a tear comes to your eye

                                            >Basta, perhaps this is just an excuse to remind you of happier times

                                            >this painting is going to be your masterpiece

                                            >another proof of your legacy!

                                            >your "Sweetie Bella"

                                            >it's even turning out 100 times better then the quick painting you've done of your ex some decade and a half ago~

                                            >you still love her too

                                            >the experience you've gained through the years have really taught you patience and what's important in life

                                            >your family

                                            >your legacy

                                            >and the future of Equestria

                                            >"Tonnnnnnniiiooo, can we take a break for today? I feel a cramp coming and I think lunch will be served soon!" whined your Sweetie

                                            "Si Bella, we can continue tomorrow after breakfast. After all, it's only been 4 years since we started this whole routine. What's another week?"

                                            >you put down the brush and trot away from your open lounge, all the way to your large work desk where a pair of swing chairs awaited you both

                                            >oh yea

                                            >this whole floor is your luxurious ufficio

                                            >non, wait, that's not exactly true

                                            >this whole building is yours!

                                            >the doorbell buzzes followed by a voice on the speaker

                                            >"Mr. Toni, your lunch has arrived."

                                            "Let him in Tiara."

                                            >"Y-yes sir!"

                                            >The 5 inch thick and ornate metal doors open

                                            >Alfredo, your personal unicorn butler, comes in with a portable tray table and makes his way to your desk

                                            >Alfredo places miniature ceramic espresso mugs onto little plates and sets them before you

                                            >his horn shines and he levitates the coffee kettle over, filling each cup just right and then moving a pair of large covered silver trays before each of you

                                            >"Sir, both you and the lady seemed a little exhausted. May I suggest having coffee before lunch this time?"

                                            "Grazie Alfredo, you can go now."

                                            >"Of course sir."

                                            >the stallion leaves and you place a napkin in between your collar as a bib

                                            >why do you have a collar?

                                            >why because you're wearing a pin stripe suit of course!

                                            >wouldn't want to get that dirty

                                            >it's worth ten of thousands of bits

                                            >you pick up the espresso cup with the grasp of your wing and bring it close to your muzzle and take a whiff

                                            >ahhhhh, how relaxing

                                            >you take a sip and swing your chair around to look out the window behind you

                                            >the large, slanted window from your huge tower casting a shadow over the city

                                            >you're a legitimate business pony

                                            >non, you're THE business pony

                                            >the business pony who's connected Baltimare, Filly Delphia and where you're currently residing, Manehattan into one mega city by expanding architechture and roads along the east coast

                                            >the business pony who launched the Equestrian stock market

                                            >the business pony who united all the agriculture families into a single union

                                            >the business pony who sped up a controlled industrialization upon Equestria

                                            >the business pony who controls monopolies the likes of which ponies would of never imagined for another 2000 years

                                            >the business pony who controls the price of fruits, to vegetables, to housing, to fuel, to appliances, to automatic carriages and insurance

                                            >this espresso you're enjoying is your own brand, something you had to go out of your way to bring to Equestria

                                            >this tower, the "Leaning Tower" as it's called

                                            >it is the largest in the city

                                            >non, all Equestria

                                            >every day at noon it towers over the rest of Manehattan, leaving a shadow

                                            >a great reminder of the far reaching power of your business empire

                                            >Diamond Tiara used to bully you and Sweetie when you where a colt

                                            >since you've bought out 51% of her father's company, you own her now too

                                            >that stupid spender, she begged you to give her a job and now she kisses the bottom of your horseshoes as your secretary

                                            >you have the bits to waste on violinists to play soothing music for you in your office from 9 to 5

                                            >you've done it all

                                            >you've left your mark on Equestria forever

                                            >you are holding it all together through all the organized chaos

                                            >you are a pony with more influence and bits upon a Equestria then all the Princesses put together

                                            >and yet...

                                            >the Princesses still control the sun and the moon

                                            >you stand powerless against their decrees

                                            >those cursed celestial bodies

                                            >if they didn't control them, you would still have your son

                                            >a lesson you learned personally, a little over a decade ago

                                            >a lesson that almost brought an end to Equestria...

                                            >Sweetie Belle never had another foal with you

                                            >out of fear that they'd just take the next one too

                                            >she cannot go through that again, the poor girl

                                            >and neither can you

                                            >a magical shockwave rocks your office center

                                            >Sweetie gives a short surprised yelp

                                            >the violinists screech for a moment and stop playing

                                            >you quickly swivel your chair back around to see what the ruckus is about

                                            >before your desk stood 3 figures

                                            >a confident looking Princess Twilight Sparkle with her wings open

                                            >a large bipedal large purple lizard the size of a bear, Spike the dragon King you believe

                                            >and the third, a pink alicorn with a curly purple and blue mane, that newly crowned Princess of the Crystal Empire Flurry Heart

                                            >your eyes narrow

                                            >"Breech at Big Toni's office!" shouted Diamond on the intercoms

                                            >your office's metal doors immediately burst open

                                            >in comes your Chief of security, Lightning Dust and 4 other personal security ponies armed with automatic firearms at the ready and aimed towards the uninvited trio

                                            >automatic firearms of your own brand that you haven't released to market

                                            >even your violinists brandish the hidden guns built into their musical instruments

                                            >"Big Toni, or should I say Anontonio! We've come to speak with you about urgent royal matters!" demanded the purple alicorn Princess

                                            >you sigh and gulp down whatever remained of your espresso before placing the tiny mug back on the desk

                                            "Stand down Lightning, we wouldn't want to hurt the royals, now would we..."

                                            >you ask yourself this question every time you wake next to a sobbing Sweetie Belle at night

                                            >"Yes sir!"

                                            >the security ponies lower their weapons and leave one by one

                                            >except for Lightning, who decided to stand next to you

                                            >the violinists went back playing soothing music again

                                            >you lean forward and place the tips of your hooves together

                                            >"Anontonio we~" rambled Twilight before you cut her off

                                            "Sit down Princess! At least show us that courtesy!"

                                            >the two alicorns stiffened for a moment before sitting down on the opposite side of the table of you, Sweetie and Lightning

                                            >Spike just hunched over them

                                            >they just sat there, waiting for you to begin

                                            >perhaps you can play with them a little

                                            "So, my immortal friend? Why the unexpected disturbance to this humble business of mine? I was about to have lunch."

                                            >you bring one of the covered silver trays closer to you as well as the espresso kettle

                                            >"Oh, well as~"

                                            "Would you like some espresso?"

                                            >"Yes, I mean no! Not right now. It's about~"

                                            >"Let me guess, that sheep's rights movement? It'll never happen, what'll the carnivores eat then? Rarity's fashion enterprise would go out of business without the wool. Cazzo, even Applejack agrees with me on this issue!"

                                            >you babble as you open the cover to your lunch

                                            >the fresh smell of basil and fatty lamb meat fills the air as your breaded mutton cutlet alla Milanese is revealed

                                            >you then behind the cut it into smaller pieces using your wings to hold a fork and steak knife

                                            >Flurry Heart, unaware of your omnivorous diet cringes in horror and lowers her head

                                            >you squeeze some lemon juice from half a lemon onto some of it as you savored Flurry's reaction

                                            >"W-what? What's that have to with~! No, I'm not here for that today. This is a royal summons from Canterlot!" explained Twilight desperately

                                            >this is like playing with puppets to you, but now you're intrigued

                                            "From Canterlot? So why didn't Celestia or Luna come see me themselves! Are me and Sweetie not worth their time!?"

                                            >Spike snarls now as if suddenly seeing through your puppetry of Twilights sperginess

                                            >"Just let her finish already!"

                                            >Lightning holds up her firearm again but you instantly extend a wing in front of her as a sign to hold her fire

                                            >you take a bottle of spicy olive oil and marinate the other half of the breaded mutton pieces with it

                                            >Spike, instantly realizing the smell, whimpers a little

                                            >bet this brings back some memories, huh Spike?

                                            "Va bene, no need to be violent. This is a civilized discussion let's get down to business."

                                            >Flurry was speechless, watching you eat that meat with a condiment equivalent to poison to her

                                            >"Yes, sorry... Let's get this over with!" said Spike in a now more tame tone

                                            >"You KNOW what happened the last time the royal sisters came to visit you! A royal summons letter was sent to you many times by mail. Why did you refuse it?"

                                            demanded Twilight

                                            >your tone is now blunt with a hint of anger

                                            "Why should I see those who've effectively taken our son, our Macchiato Cesare from us as a foal. His whole life, raised away from his parents like some sort of political hostage?! Why is it that the Princesses need to see me so badly anyways?"

                                            >"I don't kno, but I'm sure it's not like that! He needed the kind of guidance that only the Princesses can offer and you been summoned by~"

                                            >you smack the table with a hoof and shout

                                            "THE ONLY KIND OF GUIDANCE HE "NEEDS," IS THAT OF HIS LOVING FAMILY!"

                                            >the room shakes a little from your roaring voice but you built this office to last and not crack following past experiences

                                            >"But, umm Mr. Anontonio, tha~" Flurry Heart muttered weakly before you continued

                                            "YOU'RE OBSESSED TWILIGHT, ALL YOU STILL SEE IS YOUR TEACHER AS THE END ALL AND BE ALL OF YOUR DECISIONS! LET CELESTIA AND LUNA COME HERE THEMSELVES IF THEY WISH TO SUMMON ME!!! NOT SEND A LIZARD, A NAIVE PRINCESS AND HER UNINFORMED NEICE THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS!"

                                            >"I was entrusted this message because I once took care of you, Anon! Can't you at least try to trust in the Princesses wisdom this one time? A favor for me? I'm sure whatever they want to say is really important!" begged Twilight

                                            >you where now laughing for a moment

                                            >the kind of laugh that hurt you to take seriously

                                            "You want me to blindly obey the decisions of a Princess who asked you to free Discord months after he successfully conquered Equestria and got a certain someone from another dimension forever trapped in this alien world without hope of ever seeing home or family again!"

                                            .Twilight lowers hear head, feeling some guilt

                                            >"Toni, you told me you were over that!" whined Sweetie

                                            >"What? When did this happen!?" Interrupted Flurry

                                            "Please, both of you let me finish! This is between me and Sparkle. I also partly blame you for by the way, Twilight! Then you wish me to trust those same Princesses who would then take that poor beings only son, a foal from his loving family, solely because he's supposed to be some kind of Prince and never let the parents partake in raising, let along seeing him!? Horseshit!"

                                            >"Anon, his destiny is to become a Prince! He needs the~" explained Sparkle more unsure of herself before you interupt her once more

                                            "Basta, do not dictate to me what he needs anymore! I am his father!"

                                            >you sigh and swing your chair around, refusing to speak eye to eye with the trio of interlopers

                                            >you take a moment to watch the city below and recall all of your life's experiences before speaking again

                                            "I am not your enemy Twilight.

                                            Remember that I was there with you and Spike when that apprentice of yours, Glimmer was screwing with the timeline and Equestria's present.

                                            I witnessed every single one of those damned alternate futures with you both.

                                            Now, I secured Equestrias future where you couldn't!

                                            Even though I now regret not to demand him to bend to my every whim. I had Celestia to decree Discord protect my legacy as punishment for what he's done to me.

                                            I blackmailed Flim and Flam into working for me under supervision and now their minds have been put to good use for Equestria under my leadership!

                                            I incinerated that Changeling Queen and hunted down the remaining parasites to protect your naive step-sister's empire, that now of your niece sitting next to you.

                                            I lead an armed force into Tartarus to exterminate Equestrias immortal foes so that they may never have the chance to escape.

                                            As we speak, I have my best ponies at work to come up with a way to deal with that "thing" that caused Nightmare Moon to come to be that currently resides on the moon!

                                            Spike, it is I that provides your kind with gems to eat from the Crystal Empire so that yours and Ember's peaceful reign isn't challenged in exchange for oil!

                                            Even the threats you all didn't expect like the block headed Yaks invading, I warded them off with the only thing they understand, violence!

                                            I did what you could not, Twilight! I secured Equestria for future generations! I nurtured its economy! I advanced its technology! I AM THE PILLAR HOLDING THIS NATION TOGETHER, TWILIGHT! ME, AND YET THIS IS HOW I AM TO BE REWARDED!?"

                                            >you take a breath after chewing out Twilight

                                            >Twilight just stood there stunned, processing what you said, she obviously didn't think about what YOU had to go through and even Spike was mouth agape

                                            >"I... I. I just don't know what to~"

                                            "Leave Twilight, and take those two with you. This conversation is over."

                                            >you demanded calmly

                                            >"ENOUGH, I CAN'T KEEP IT A SECRET ANYMORE!" screamed Flurry

                                            >Everyone's attention was now on the pink alicorn

                                            >"The Princesses and my parents have agreed on a future arranged marriage between Prince Macchia Cesare and me! That's why you've been summoned! To discuss this with them! Your son will also be attending!!!"

                                            >CHE COSA!?

                                            "WHAT!?"

                                            >"What!?" repeated everyone else in the room including Twilight and Spike

                                            >the room

                                            >you feel as though your brain just shut down from the realization

                                            >one of the violinist's violin strings snap and the music stops again as the office stays eerily silent for a few seconds

                                            >"It's true! They're going to come down to a final decision after tomorrow. That's why we were sent here to convince you to come." reassures Flurry as she now stands before you on the desk

                                            >this is brain

                                            >commencing booting sequence in

                                            >3...

                                            >2..

                                            >1.

                                            "NO!" you shout as you swing your chair back around

                                            >"Macchia's getting married, already!? It. Can't.. Be..." said Sweetie Belle moments before fainting

                                            >Lightning Dust quickly dropped her firearm and caught Sweetie Belle in a flash before she fell off her chair

                                            >you get out of your chair

                                            >you extend your wings, fly off the chair and land instantly on the table

                                            "Let me take a look at you."

                                            >you circle Flurry Heart, taking in her features

                                            >to your surprise, her wings where larger then yours and Twilight's despite her being slightly smaller then you

                                            >as you peer over her and try to recall everything you can about her, she seems to become more uncomfortable

                                            "You know, my son has the same pair of canines as I do."

                                            >she just stands and bears it

                                            >what makes her so adamant about her position in this situation?

                                            >you think as you continue to circle her

                                            "I understand that you immortal alicorns maintain your youth through the millenia, count me jealous."

                                            >"Well." giggled the Princess to lighten the mood "I DO take after my mother!"

                                            >a proud smile starts to form on Flurry's face

                                            >you've seriously looked into ways to become immortal in the past in order to preserve your legacy in this pastel colored horse world of monsters and magic however you've found yourself immune to it all

                                            >your immunity to magic has saved your life in many instances through the years but now you curse that it fails to preserve it forever

                                            >you've found the only way to maintain your legacy is through your children

                                            >and now this pink pony princess wants a piece of it

                                            >you'd normally be happy with this expansion of power in your family

                                            >but you're not some stupid horse

                                            >power is something that is shared in family

                                            >and this is supposed to be some ARRANGED MARRIAGE

                                            >ARRANGED without you

                                            >this is YOUR son's future

                                            >the son you haven't seen for over a decade

                                            >you assume it's not an arrangement of his choice either

                                            >not to mention that you certainly don't view that stubborn and naive pizza eating demon Candence as a good role model

                                            "But, are you not you a little over a good decade older then my son? He's not even a stallion yet, would that not be similar to colt-foolery?"

                                            >perhaps you can convince her to reconsider her own position

                                            >Flurrys smile instantly became unsure

                                            >"I, No! This is for the good of Equestria and~" muttered Flurry, now starting to sweat as you interrupt her again

                                            "And what accomplishments have you achieved besides keeping the Crystal Empire from being overtaken by snow as a foal and delaying the return of the windigos? Do you know my son? Do you fancy him? Can you even bear a child? Do you love him as a husband or are you in this only to secure power and become a queen!?"

                                            >"I... I.." Flurry was visibly now shaking

                                            >bingo, you played her like a fiddle

                                            >"What about you Anon!"

                                            >you turn to face Twilight

                                            >"Didn't you keep pestering me that you where a young adult alien when you came to Equestria!"

                                            >cazzata!

                                            >you turn to face Sweetie, thank not-Celestia that she was unconsious and didn't hear that

                                            >you also didn't expect to see Twilight use information dubbed classified by the twin Princesses so openly against you

                                            >you're also lucky that you've earned or bought the loyalty or fear of all your office employees

                                            >"Touche Twilight, but you forget that I didn't have a "choice" in the matter. Partly thanks to you releasing Discord in the first place, may I add. I awoke trapped in a colts body and that became my fate. A "choice" can still be givin to my son however, the "choice" to marry into love and the "chance" to be with his family!"

                                            >well, you guess it's time for plan B

                                            >you honestly wanted to resolve this without plan B but Twilight ruined that chance

                                            >Twilight ruins everything, she's crazy like that and never thinks of the consequences of her actions

                                            >What is plan B you ask?

                                            >Why, the threat of violence of course!

                                            >"Eeeeeeeep!" yelped Flurry

                                            >you force your left wing over Flurry's back keeping her and her wings pinned down to the table and quickly take the steak knife from the table with your right wing to hold it to Flurry's neck

                                            "It takes TWO for an arranged marriage! That may be the will of the other Princesses, however I've come up with a new arrangement! A royal exchange! My son for Flurry Heart!"

                                            >never questions a father's resolve

                                            >Lightning Dust immediately flew out through the secretary entrance holding an unconscious Sweetie Belle so that she couldn't be used as a counter-hostage

                                            >Twilight's horn glowed as she jumps out of her seat

                                            >Spike roars and stands tall in front of the violinits who were brandishing their gun-straments again, effectively shielding Twilight

                                            "Don't try it Twilight, your magic beams are useless against me, you'd be hurting Flurry too! Just return to the Princesses and tell them I want the exchange to happen on my territory immediately!" you shout as you tighten your grip on Flurry's neck with your hooves and nip her just a bit wit the knife, drawing a single drop of blood

                                            >you suddenly feel the barrel of a gun to the side of your head

                                            >"LET GO OF MY NIECE, RIGHT NOW ANONTONIO!" demanded Twilight

                                            >your private security ponies re-enter the room with automatic firearms at the ready and surround the pair

                                            >the same automatic firearm that is currently aimed at your noggin through a purple glow

                                            >Lightning's weapon, you'll have to discipline her later, but you'll go easy on her as she did do the right thing on getting Sweetie Belle out of this

                                            >you grin as you see the safety being on with the corner of your eye

                                            "How does it feel to have a family member held hostage Twilight? It's a feeling I've had to live with for a long time. You're smart enough to try something other then magic, but do you really have it in you to kill Twilight? What you're holding there isn't some Canterlot guard musket, it's a complicated and lethal weapon. One wrong move and Equestria will be rid of two national figures today."

                                            >you hear a click and watch as the safety goes off

                                            >merda

                                            >"Actually, I've seen few of the royal guards use something similar to this recently! It's a stalemate, so just let her go Anon!"

                                            >Ma figurati!

                                            >well that's just more bad business, the royals armed with a knockoff of your private design

                                            "Have I broken you so, my former guardian? Don't think I haven't thought what your family would gain through this arranged marriage. I can't help but wonder if my power or influence is a factor in this."

                                            >"I could decree a warrant for your arrest Anon, but I know you better then this. I won't repeat myself again, let her go and come to the royal summons!" demanded Twilight with that crazy determined look in her eye again

                                            >you're crazy determined to get your son back yourself

                                            >where to go from here...

                                            >"If-if it stands as it is now, you won't live to see Macchia Cesare again!" cried Flurry Heart while still under your grasp

                                            >you've underestimated this Princess

                                            >she's right

                                            >you sigh, drop the knife on to the table and let go of Flurry

                                            "Very well Princess, you've won this round. But, at least you've got a taste of where I'm coming from here."

                                            >Flurry coughs a little and flutters off the table only to be caught by Spike

                                            >Twilight let's the mag fall out of the levitating firearm and then drops it away from you

                                            "Hold fire, it's over."

                                            >your private security ponies lower their arms however this time decide to stay in the office

                                            >you trot back to your swing chair and comb your frazzles mane a little

                                            >Flurry Heart gently hops out of Spikes embrace and changes her tone again, this time it almost felt as concern for you as if no conflict existed between you two

                                            >"You will be coming to the discussion about of our arranged marriage between me and Macchia Cesare right, Mr. Anontonio?"

                                            >che palle this princess sure has

                                            >you swing the chair around and watch the city as you rethink your options

                                            "After tomorrow right? You can tell the Princesses that I will be there and so will his mother."

                                            >from the window's reflection you see that Flurry is smiling and that Twilight is at least seemed calmer after hearing those words from you

                                            >"Thank you Mr. Anontonio, we'll see you there!" answered Flurry

                                            "However don't call him by his name just yet! Nothing is set in stone yet!"

                                            >Spike just snorted

                                            >"Sure thing Anon..." said Twilight almost playfully

                                            >Twilight's horn glowed bright and in a flash, the trio disappeared

                                            >quiet fills the room

                                            "Everyone out, I need to think. That means you and your violins too Mrs. Melody!"

                                            >the security ponies and violinists leave your office

                                            >you sit there thinking of Macchia Cesare

                                            >what could of become of your son after all this time

                                            >will he even recognize you

                                            >you'll be at a disadvantage, how will you negotiate his release to you?

                                            >you turn around and pour yourself another espresso, then you leave your chair and trot towards your personal lounge

                                            >perhaps you just need a distraction from today's events

                                            >perhaps you just needed the day to progress as usual

                                            >Time Turner, your Chief engineer should of reported on the progress of the Equestrian space program by now but instead you've had to deal with that bit of royal business

                                            >"You know Anon, you used to smile like this too at one point in time." a cute familiar voice of a mare speaks out to you

                                            >you turn to see the canvas with the portrait of Sweetie Bella that you where working on

                                            >"Tee hee, 4 years and you still haven't finished me! My, how boring you've become." the painting speaks back, animated and all

                                            >DISCORD!

                                            "Discord get out ov that painting or aayyyyy swear-a, I'll skin you and use you az a welcome mat!"

                                            >the painting pouts for a moment before becoming normal in a flash and Discord appears laying on one of your luxurious Ursa Major skin couches with a bowl filled with a mix of olives and grapes

                                            >"You shouldn't get so peeved Anon, it brings back your accent." said Discord smugly as he just chugs on the contents of the bowl and then simply swallows the whole bowl itself

                                            >wait, if Discords here...

                                            >then your other treasure must be here as well

                                            "Come out Frutta, I know you're here!" you holler

                                            >"HI DADDY!" Shouts a familiar girly voice from behind you

                                            >your body tenses up and flinches as semi-visible circular sound waves echos expand before you

                                            >causing your supposably sound proof windows to crack

                                            >"Ah-hahahaha, oh Anon you simply should of seen the look on your face just now! Oh-hohoho. See for yourself! Aha~" teased a chuckling Discord from your very couch

                                            >Discord snaps the fingers of his claws and a frilly looking mirror materializes before you out of thin air

                                            >floating before your visage

                                            >your pupils are shrunk with surprise with bags under your eyes

                                            >you've momentarely lost your serious complexion

                                            >your feathers are ruffled

                                            >and your mane is a mess once more

                                            >behind your reflection, you see a pair of upside down extended beige-green bat wings

                                            >you should really get used to these shenanigans by now

                                            >you take a breath, ignore Discord's taunts, swat away the floating mirror with one wing and comb your mane back with the other

                                            >now back in business mode, you turn around to face your prankster of a daughter

                                            >before you hung Frutta Caduta upside down from the ceiling and giggling at you

                                            >your little treasure of a bat filly

                                            >she has her mother's coat and curiosity

                                            >she has your mouth and smooth mane too

                                            >however, unfortenetly for you, she also has wings, pupils and certain tendencies similar to her Aunt

                                            >well that's not entirely true, she's pretty much a mare now

                                            >but she will forever be your little filly to you

                                            >you still regret what happened between you and Pera, but you're thankful to be able spend time with your daughter whenever you can

                                            "Frutta Caduta, what are you doing staying up during the day. You should be asleep, now come down from there and give your papa a proper greeting." you state bluntly

                                            >"Aha-haha-haha, oh Daddy you can be 'sooooooo' stiff sometimes!" she teases you further as she drops onto you with hoofs open for a hug

                                            >you grin as you catch her in your grasp and hug her tight

                                            "Shame on you, trying to give your old papa a heart attack like that. What would you do if I weren't around, eh?" you whisper half heartedly into her ear while still hugging

                                            >"Hahahaha, silly Daddy! That'll never happen! You'd never leave me!" responded Frutta, still recovering from her laughter

                                            >you smile, kiss Frutta on the forehead and gently let her go

                                            "That's my-a clever girl! You can be a real troublemaker, you know that? I may have to keep you away from Discord if this keeps up."

                                            >"Oh please, Anon! 'That', she obviously gets from you." zinged Discord

                                            >he may have a point there

                                            >why couldn't you just have been blessed with 'normal' obedient foals?

                                            >you turn to face Discord and decide take a seat on one of the couches

                                            "Be that as it may, because of recent developments. It's my responsibility as a father to build her up to the standards of inheriting my position one day."

                                            >"Oh, do you mean the development from that royal visit just now?" Coo's Frutta as she takes a seat on a couch opposite of you

                                            >you wonder how long she was eavesdropping for

                                            "How much do you know?" You ask

                                            >Frutta grins

                                            >"Enough to know that you're going to meet with the princesses over at Canterlot after tomorrow." she mentions as her tone now changes to one that means business, one more appropriate for her age

                                            >you look a little relived

                                            >did she just arrive at the last possible moment?

                                            "Oh, is that it?"

                                            >"That's not all!" She states proudly "I also know that the reason you're going to Canterlot is to discuss an arranged marriage between my step-brother and that naive pink power grabber"

                                            "I can never hide anything from those pesky ears of your, can I? Let's leave it at that then."

                                            >"I want in!"

                                            >what, no!

                                            "NO!"

                                            >"Why not! You're against the marriage and so am I!" Shouted Frutta, now clearly irritated

                                            "No, the princesses have already taken one foal from me, I will not give them the chance to take you too!"

                                            >the intercom buzzes

                                            >"Sir, it's Mr Turner and his son. They've come to see you."

                                            "Tell them I'm in the lounge, Tiara!"

                                            >Frutta smacks the coffee table with a hoof, trying to get your attention back

                                            >"I have the right to see my baby brother after all this time! Besides, I'm your legacy's heir right? That means Discord will protect me no matter what!"

                                            Shouts Frutta in tantrum

                                            >"She's right you know." Intergects Discord as he shamelessly uses your private bar to mix spirits and other questionable things into a martini glass

                                            >even so, you don't want to risk it

                                            "My descision is final. Why don't you tell me about your studies at my Baltimare institute of technology are going or how your mother is handling leading the agricultural union contingent at Ponyville?"

                                            >Time Turner and his son Thought Bubble, trot into your lounge

                                            >"Sorry I'm late Toni, but I've brought the update on project 'Luna Nostrum' about tomorrow's launch!" Declared the old brown stallion

                                            >Frutta's face was now red with frustration

                                            >"Don't change subject father! I don't need your permission to go anyways, I'm a grown mare and I'm going to tell Mama about it too!" Shouts Frutta as she now lifts off, getting ready to leave

                                            "Frutta sit down and think about this, I'm doing this for your own good-" You shout at her, but she just ignores it

                                            >"You, Bubble butt!" She says as she points to Thought Bubble

                                            >"Y-yes Frutta?" Answered the startled brown young Pegasus stallion with a blond mane and tail

                                            >"I've seen you transport your Dad home after class on those flying machines right? You're coming with me!"

                                            "FRUTTA STOP THIS AT ONCE!" You command

                                            >Frutta ignores you and quickly grabs onto Though Bubble

                                            "Sorry Daddy, I can't hear you over how angry I am!" She comments

                                            >she drags the young stallion away with her and dives towards the exit

                                            >merda, she can be so stubborn

                                            >you trot up to Discord and whisper

                                            "I believe you're also supposed to keep her moody tendencies under control through your magic. Now she's enraged and has taken the young apprentice inventor with her!"

                                            >"Now, now Anon. You should loosen up more!"

                                            >You silently scowl at Discord

                                            >he holds the martini glass over your head for a moment and it immediately ignites on fire, radiating heat

                                            >"You weren't that different at her age if I remember correctly." Says Discord as he now holds the ignited glass close to his face, inspecting it

                                            "I her age when I first had the misfortune of meeting you! Do your job Discord!" You whisper a little louder

                                            >"I was going to anyways Anon, I just wamted to spend a little more time with you. I rarely get the chance these days when you're oh, so busy being a business stallion." Says Discord calmly before holding his breath for a moment

                                            >Discord breathes frost and sprinkles onto the martini glass, it becomes frozen solid while still looking like it's ignited underneath the transparent ice

                                            >"I'll make sure she has a cool head on her shoulders before the heat gets to her." Reassures Discord before swallowing the frozen abomination whole and teleporting out of the room with a snap of his claws

                                            "You better..." You mutter under your breath

                                            >"Does she remind you of when you were young?" Asked your chief engineer

                                            >you sigh and look back to a quizzical Time Turner

                                            "Honestly, that's what I'm afraid of. Does your colt give your this much trouble too?"

                                            >"Not since he was a foal."

                                            >perhaps Discord was right about Frutta taking after you, after all

                                            "Nevermind that, I'll have one of my employees take you to the launch site since Frutta is borrowing your colt. For now tell me about the preparations for tomorrow's launch, is the team briefed and has all the ordinance been stored?"

                                            >...