"Don't try to understand her, it is simply better to accept that Pinkie does the impossible and move on." Twilight says as I regain my senses from the party cannon changing my views on reality. "I tried to understand her once, I ended up understanding that she's somepony who's actions can't be explained."

"I'll have to take your word for it then Twilight. Now then, if this is going to be a party..." I say while slowly realizing Tavi's face resembled a certain human piece of art work appropriately labeled, 'The Scream'.

"It's time to drop the bass!" Vinyl screams.

Viny--" Tavi tries to say before she is blocked out by the pressure waves of the bass. Vinyl, in all of her wonderful abilities, has a problem with noticing the details. Tavi's house is wired up so that there are speakers throughout the whole place. The only places of refuge are her practice room, and the bathrooms. There are speakers both for treble, and bass. So when Vinyl drops the bass, it goes down about three times louder than it would have normally been. The problem lies in that she had planned for the whole house to feel the bass from the speakers only in the room she occupied, meaning the entire house reverberates at about forty-two times what was originally intended. This causes a pressure wave that momentarily deafens everyone in the room aside from Princess Celestia and Princess Luna who raise fields of magic to protect themselves from what they noticed was coming. Unfortunately, this sound wave doesn't stop just because of silly things like walls. The wave of energy smashes through glass, effectively knocking out every pane of glass within two blocks of Tavi's house. It also knocks one of Neon's fillings out, knocks out Fluttershy, and stuns Twilight who certainly did not expect what happened. The others are in various degrees of shock, from stunned to knocked off their feet.

Tavi, recovering quickly, looks around and sees the rest of the devastation, while I am too busy being on the boundary of losing consciousness, a battle I am losing quickly. "Vinyl, you just destroyed every window in our house, not to mention the damage done to-" The rest is lost on me as I return to the realm of unconsciousness for a time. When I rise I am lying on my bed, on the first floor. I am not alone though; because snuggling up to me is Tavi. Her head is on my chest, as I hold her in my arms. I dare not move, wishing to enjoy this moment, of waking with Tavi in my arms, until a noise catches my attention. Tavi and I aren't alone in that room, and judging by the snickers, there is more than one intruder.

"Enjoying ourselves are we?" Vinyl says, snickering all the while. Joining her are Luna and Neon. Of whom only Luna is silent on the snickering, bur her grin implies this is barely so. The sounds bring Tavi out of her slumber. At first she snuggles closer, then she registered what the sounds that had awoken her were. She quickly bolts upright, her face a slight shade of crimson at the not-so-private intimate moment. She stammers for a moment before giving up on talking her way out of it.

With a hearty laugh from Vinyl, Tavi gets out of bed while I quickly note my nearby wheelchair. My arms were definitely not where I would want them to be, but I decide to get myself into my wheelchair so I can at least properly converse with my friends. I move with some semblance of grace as I move into my wheelchair. Luckily, the portion I sit upon is lower then the bed, so the transition is easy. As I settle my feet to their appropriate positions Tavi speaks up. "Sam, I wish you had waited to get into your wheelchair. Your muscles are weaker than you are used to. Magic may have healed your wounds fast, but five months in the hospital will deteriorate your muscles regardless."

"You know me Tavi, I don't like being unable to do something myself. I know that I will have to get back to where I was, but this is something I want to do myself."

"Well, that's one way to start it. However, if I remember what I heard, you need a miracle to walk again, so it is better to not push yourself right now." Tavi said. This however, lit a fire in me.

"Tavi, I don't believe in that kind of miracle."

Tavi looks at me in disbelief. "What do you mean by that?"

"Just like my doctor, you seem to believe I should wait for a miracle while trying a little. Such a thing is stupid to me. To wait for a miracle to happen is not the way to live, it is no different than saying we can't change our fate or whatever. I believe that the only miracles that happen are those crafted by our hands, through effort and determination. We don't simply live waiting for fate to take care of everything for us; so why should I wait for fate to give me my legs when I can take them with hard work?" Everyone in the room looks on, taking in the significance of what I just said. I was slowly breaking the shell that I had placed on myself all those years ago. Tavi merely walks up to me and hugs me tightly, a light smile on her face.

Not long after the outburst we all gather around the practice room. It is a wonderful place to simply talk about various things, and there is plenty of room since it is meant to fit eight or nine practitioners including one piano player. Tavi and I sit in chairs next to each other, Vinyl and Neon do the same, and Luna takes another chair, sitting somewhat opposite all of us. We have a smaller party just for me. After the bass incident, Vinyl would have to go around and order windows to replace the ones broken from the pressure wave; the others continued to party as it was unknown if I would awake in time to join in the festivities. Tavi decided to put me to bed, but had fallen asleep not too long after while looking upon my sleeping form. She apparently has had a few sleepless nights recently worrying over me, and the simple fact that I was there with her again was enough to make her quite drowsy. I can't let that continue. Luna explains that both her and Twilight believe I passed out due to the shock of the pressure wave combined with my weakened state. She told me that I would not have to return to the hospital thankfully. Also of good news, I avoided bursting my eardrums completely; so Celestia was able to heal them, saving me a trip to the hospital, again.

'I'll have to remember to thank Celestia next time I see her.' I think to myself, though knowing Celestia, she would probably just wave it off like it was nothing.

Vinyl once again returns to her tables, hooks up to Tavi's system still, but thankfully plays much calmer music at a much lower level. After setting things up she returns and talkes with us. As in human pregnancies, after around five months, Vinyl's baby begins to kick. When the baby did I don't think there was a hand that wanted to stray from her belly. As I think about it, I wonder if the scientists are right, can Tavi and I ever have a child together?

'I want to have a baby with Tavi, to experience this joy, but can we?' I ponder this while feeling Vinyl's little baby kicking at his temporary prison. Vinyl also recently had tests done to find out the gender. She is having a little boy. Her face as she talks about this is joyful, motherly. I can't help but remember my mom when I look at her like this. I even remember dad from back then. I unconsciously pull Tavi a little closer as we simply listen to the music and talk with our friends. It is not much longer until we call it a night. Luna is heading off to bring her brilliant sky into the world, and Vinyl and Neon are off to relax before they head to bed. As they do, Tavi and I go and make dinner.

I try to help where I can, but mostly I am stuck on the side lines. Being unable to move freely makes it hard to cook after all. As we finish we retire, once again, to the practice room. Tavi sits at her cello and I at the piano. We begin to move, and the music flows.

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After we finish playing together, Tavi and I venture back to my room. We simply lie down, holding each other as we fall asleep. Visions of Tavi, Vinyl, Neon, mom, and of a child growing within Tavi fill my dream.

I awake the next morning alone, but there is a smell in the air though. Something familiar. I sniff the air a little: eggs, pancakes with syrup baked inside, and toast. My wheelchair is conspicuous in its absence from the room, so I have no choice but to wait for Tavi. As she opens the door moments later, the smell of breakfast blows through the room. Such a wonderful smell, but something else is pleasant as well. It is then that I notice Tavi's outfit. It isn't her usual black dress. She is wearing one of my dress shirts with one of my ties (I don't always wear a tie, but when I do, I can't tie it) and nothing else. The shirt isn't buttoned, it barely covers her breasts, and the tie barely reaches low enough that it covers her...lady parts. It then hits me like a truck: Tavi just went into heat.

"I hope you have had plenty of rest lover. Because you won't be getting any good rest for a while."

"Wasn't your heat supposed to be two months ago?" I asked, clearly confused that her heat was coming so strongly yet so late compared to the normal timing of once every six months.

"Well, I was so emotionally stressed out by the fact that you might never come back that my heat was sort of drowned out by my emotions. Now then, are you ready for all of this?"

"... Am I given time to eat, get a drink and shower?"

"Yes to the first two, but don't worry about the shower, you will only get sweaty again shortly." She gazed at me, lust pouring from her. "And after you enjoy breakfast, I will enjoy a different meal."

My eyes feel unnaturally wide as I say, "Tavi, you are the best."

Author's Notes:

Clop next chapter obviously, if you wish to skip it then do so, I promise not to add any other characters at the end this time. Applejack, why are you coming here with that necklace, stay back, back I say!

Also, going to be a little less music for a while. I would have to force it in for a little while and that won't make the story better.