Title:           Mommy? (Third ending) [AnonFilly]
Author:          JakieChanTulpa
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First Edit:      Thursday 2nd of March 2017 09:06:29 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Friday 3rd of March 2017 11:10:31 PM CDT

>Trains, always had a terrifying aspect to you.
>They rattled a too much to your liking, they always placed a fear of going off track to you.
>Though, you suppose that this night on the way to the Crystal empire they might actually be soothing.
>Why were you on the way there?
>Why, to visit uncle Shining Armor and Aunt Cadence.
>Mommy, decided against leaving you with Fluttershy.
>To the reason why, you couldn't deduce.
>Something with here being afraid of you for some reason.
>Or was it for you.
>Anyways.
>Currently, you were stuck looking out at shimmering lights out in the light sky, while the rumble of the train tried to lull you to sleep.
>With the comfort of Ms.Hornet of course.
>You don't know how you'd get buy without her.
>You wouldn't.
>Eyes growing heavy, sleep was close to claiming you.
>The only thing keeping you from sleeping was mommy's voice.
>Unable to find out what she was saying, but by the tone, you could tell she was upset.
>Maybe you could help comfort her?
>Wary of doing, you drag yourself out of the sleeper cab's bed.
>Slowly trotting over to the door to the next car, where mom was suppose to be sleeping, you try to raise yourself to see if would be a good idea to comfort her.
>Though little fillies did not have a height advantage, you included.
>Grabbing Miss Hornet off your back, you raise her up the circular window.
"Is it safe?"
>She shifts up and down by your hoof.
>Please don't be mad.
>Twilig-...err.. Mommy, before your incident had problems with you barging in.
>First birthday, was proof of that.
>Well...here goes nothing.
>Opening the first door, you feel the cold air of the tundra sting you.
>Even more so, since you were covered in a freezing sweat.
>Nervous, of what mommy might say.
>Taking steps towards the second door, you pause.
>Breath in.
>And out.
>Here goes nothing.
>Entering "Her" sleeper car, you find all the lights are still lit.
>She has her back to you, she's muttering to herself.
>Shutting the door, caused her ears to perk.
>your heart is pounding out of your chest.
>Twilight turns her head at you.
>Her mane is disheveled.
>The voice you've known to be filled with anger and dangerous malice, sounded fearful speaking to you.
>"O-Oh, Hey there little filly. Uh, W-What can I do for you?"
>Odd, it's almost as if she didn't recognize you.
>Though, she didn't seem immediately angry. This allowed you release the vise around your heart a bit further.
>Taking a couple of steps toward her, she seemed upset about something.
>Maybe use something to take her mind off it?
"I-I had a bad dream mommy, would alright if I slept with you tonight?"
>She winces and cringes and you mentioning 'Mommy'.
>Maybe lying made it worse, she seemed even more distraught.
>"Er...N-not sweetie bun, Mommy's tired tonight."
>Sweetie bun?
"Then why do you have the lights on?"
>Scrunching her mouth, mommy seems to stutter on her words.
>"Well it's because...Uhm, I l-like to...sleep with them on. YES, Because I like to sleep with the lights on."
>This answer didn't satisfy you.
"But-"
>She cuts your off
>"No more questions sweetie, tomorrows a big day, and a filly need plenty of sleep for big day."
>Tacking it with a nervous laugh, she guides you back to your sleeper car.
>You stop her at the open space between each car.
>Dared to ask her a million bit question, you were unsure of what response it would entail.
"Do you love me Mommy?"
>NO wait, that was a dumb question.
>She looked at you with nervousness, as if searching for something, and not finding it.
>"I-I do, yes."
>Doubt was set in your mind.
>Getting onto your rear hooves, you wrap your forehooves around her.
"Don't be nervous Mommy. You being nervous, makes me nervous."
>Maybe comfort and confrontation is all you needed to sooth her.
>Twilight refused to return the hug though.
>"T-Thank you, S-so much."
>Her breath quivered in and out.
>"S-so...m-much"
>Something fell onto your back, it felt wet.
>Tears, maybe?
>She tried to tear away.
>"I-I don-..Y-You"
>HISS.
>Mommy lunged forward, bend on forcing you to the floor.
>Like predator and prey.
>Though the floor she tried to force you on, was actually the chain railing of the inter-car hallway.
>Heart leaping into your mouth, you tried to hold your grip on to Mommy.
>But your were flailing.
>Catching nothing but air.
>A blur a greys and whites seemed to whiz by as you somersaulted through the air of out of the train.
>A little part thought, that maybe Twilight might use her magic and grab you.
>Maybe laugh a little at the incident.
>Nope.
>All you did was make first impact into the tundra snow.
>Soft, and muffled.
>Almost like a feathered pillow.
>Second impact.
>Hard, rough, and dull.
>Third and fourth ripped each other apart in time as you skipped on the snow, like a stone on the lake.
>Eventually, after chilled, pain filled eternity you managed to come to rest to see the fleeting train.
>you sat as the train fled your sight.
>and as you grayed out, your weakened form tried to reach toward the train.
>Your attempt at a holler of help came out as nothing but a whisper of death.
>L-Lights out.
>All that came to you were nightmares.
>Ones filled with betrayal, images of death, and abandonment by your mother.
>Though such dreams could only be short-lived as you jolted awake in the snowy tundra.
>More or less you had awakened as your body tried to prevent you from freezing to death.
>An all or nothing approach so to speak.
>The freezing, paralyzing cold was all that could be thought of as you shook violently.
>And as your body provided futile attempts to warm your coated body, you pry your eyes open to see the same scene from last time.
>Empty, dark railroad track, all caked in by the tundra's punishing snow.
>Survive.
>That all you must do.
>Survive.
>Shakily raising your weakened body, you take a moment to think of a plausible plan to escape this situation.
>The only that could be thought of?
>Start walking.
>Taking your first steps forward, the only chance you'd have of surviving is if you manage to walk your way to the Crystal Empire.
>A few steps up the way, you see your friend again.
>Miss Hornet.
>You had almost forgotten about her.
>Picking her up by your teeth and placing her onto your back, you two begun the treacherous journey.
>Step
>Step
>Step
>Snow
>Snow
>And more snow,
>It had seemed like hours had gone by, and walking through it all, never seemed to changed, the only aspect that would change. Is the rising sun in the distance.
>It, the only source available, was providing you a substantial amount of warmth.
>Well at least so much so that you wouldn't freeze completely.
>Crunch
>Crunch.
>Crunch.
>This seemed endless.
>At this point in your walking journey you had stopped shivering from the cold.
>The worrisome thing is that you aren't sure if it's from the cold, or from the sun providing heat.
>Only time would tell.
>If it were the first, you'd soon collapse and die.
>Push on.
>You couldn't let this kill you.
>in the distance you could heal the angelic call of the angels.
>Though, why did they sound so high pitched?
>Drowsily, you turn your head towards the noise.
>It's sound getting louder and louder.
> Bright lights in the distance, they get brighter and brighter.
>The call gets louder and louder.
>They have come to claim you.
>The angelic train?
>Sudden realization kicks into your mind
>A train!
>Having a sudden kick of adrenaline hit your tiny body, you yelp as you jump out of the way.
>The train screams by as you narrowly escape it by jumping into the shallow tundra fields.