No Dragons On Couch

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Twilight Sparkle visits her parents and her mother, Twilight Velvet, treats Spike horribly. Want to know what's going on? Go read the whole story here at 's channel The Simple Life Chapter 37         As soon as Flash left the train booth, he spotted Spitfire and Foxtrot from the corner of his eye a short ways down the train car. He inhaled deeply as he tried to formulate what exactly he would say to the two of them, but presently he found his mind blank. He inwardly chastised himself for losing his temper the way he had a few moments ago. He had to make amends, but at the same time, he wondered if approaching the two of them so quickly was a good idea.
     “Flash?” a familiar voice called out that the tan pegasus recognized belonged to Twilight Sparkle. “Flash, can you give us a hoof?”
     “Hmm?” Flash responded as he turned to find the purple unicorn standing before him wearing a pleasant smile. Beside her was the not so upbeat cyan pegasus that he had come to know as Rainbow Dash. “Sure Twilight, what do you need?”
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“TWILIGHT!” a loud boisterous happy voice called from down the hall. Everyone’s attention was turned to the source and they saw a powder gray unicorn mare with a purple and white mane that similar to Twilight’s trotting swiftly down the hall. Her cutie mark was three purple stars and behind her was unicorn stallion that was a baby blue, with a mane darker blue, whose cutie mark was a crescent moon within another inverted crescent moon that trotted at a slower pace. "Twilight dear, how are you? It’s been so long since we’ve last he- SPIKE!!” the mare’s voice swiftly turned harsh and her horn quickly began to glow and with it the seat cushion underneath Spike. With a quick jerk of her magic, Twilight Velvet yanked the seat cushion up forcing Spike to tumble hard onto the floor and land flat on his face. “No, no, no! Bad Spike! NO!” She chastised as she placed the seat cushion back. “You know better than that! No!”
“MOM!” Twilight Sparkle yelled out angrily, “What are you doing! That was so mean! Why wo-”
“Twilight Sparkle, have you been letting him sit on the furniture in Ponyville!?” Twilight Velvet accused. “If we told you once, we’ve told you a hundred times. If you let him act like a pony, he’ll think he’s a pony! What is the matter with you?