SweetheartMelodies78Featured By OwnerJul 6, 2014Hobbyist Filmographer
Ooh... Oneshot time!!
Button Mash looked at Sweetie Belle, just reading a book about parenting a filly. Of course. Button looked at her swollen tummy and groaned, but meant good intentions. "How much longer!!" He sighed, slumping down next to her, muzzle almost poking at the bump in Sweetie Belle's tummy. Sweetie chuckled and smiled. "Button, the doctor said in a few weeks. It's almost time." She said, giving him a reassuring smile, then returning to her book. Button sighed and looked down like the childish stallion was, drawing his hoof back and forth like a foal would. "Yes, I know.." He muttered. He sighed and just tried to imagine the foal now. Would it be a filly or a colt? Would it have Sweetie Belle's mane, or Button's mane, or coat colors, or- Gah! He was too frustrated to think. He sighed and tried to focus half his mind on his video games, the other half on Sweetie. Then he got an idea. He galloped into the foal nursery, and nabbed the green crayon from the crayon box, and trotted for some paper, and had to make do with the extra safe safety scissors. He cut a little rectangle, and neatly drew the word Loading, a thin rectangle right under, and the number 90 with a percent sign under the rectangle, and coloring the rectangle about a fourth of the way full. Spitting out the crayon, he innocently trotted downstairs again, and nabbed the tape. Carefully, he put two strips on the top corners of the paper, and even more carefully stepped over to Sweetie, and stuck the paper on her tummy. Anxiously waiting for her to respond, he quickly laid next to her again, like he did earlier and put an impatient look on his muzzle. Sweetie looked at him and giggled gently. "Button, what are you-" He shushed her and held up a hoof. "Shush," He tapped the rectangle on the paper, gently to not disturb what lied under. "It's loading!"