You are Anon, sitting with Twilight Velvet at her home on the other side of town in Canterlot. You’ve just finished explaining the chaos you’ve been dealing with, all due to the outdated repopulation law passed by Princess Celestia. Thankfully, your trusty little dragon friend, Spike, had been there to help you escape the relentless mobs of mares during their mating season, all trying to get their hooves on you while you were just trying to take a train ride. Spike heroically stayed behind to hold them off, quite the legend for doing that. Velvet listens intently, a mix of calm understanding and subtle surprise as she sips her tea.

— "Well, Anon, I’m really sorry you’ve been going through all that, but you don’t have to worry here. I’m a married mare, and I’ve already raised my foals. More than one even, hm hm! ... And I have no desire for more. That part of my life is far behind me."

She pauses, lost in thought for a moment, before quickly regaining her composure.

— "Ah, anyway, Anon, I was wondering if you'd like to stay in Shining’s old room? It’s a little dusty, but I can clean it up for you. And while you get settled in, I’ll whip us up a snack! Oh, I made these fresh brownies just for you. Don’t worry, they’re not laced with any funny ingredients. Come, have a bite – it’s just a simple chocolatey treat." She giggles softly. "What kind of mother would I be, after all?"