Octavia walked home with her best friend Vinyl Scratch with good news for her very special somepony, Ivory Notes. A very well known pianist for Canterlot. She met him after her sentence in prison was pardoned by the princesses the following day after the Summer Sun Festival. The two had dated, or courted, as Octavia preferred, and were married not long afterwards.
 
Now, the happy bride walked through the front door of their home in Ponyville. The same one she had shared with her best friend for the longest time. The trio also had a home in Canterlot that they visited when it came time to see how things at the orphanage was going. Ever since Octavia married Ivory, Vinyl had offered to move out if she needed to, and every time she asked both regal musicians assured that she could stay.
 
“Hey, Vinyl, are you SURE you want me to stay? After all you have-”
 
“Hush, Vinyl! We have more than enough to support you as well as another.” Octavia interrupted, scolding her old friend.
 
“Another what, dear?” Ivory said descending the stairs.
 
“Oh.” Octavia said, surprised, but happily. She gave a bit of a giggle fit, before she composed herself, and swaggered to him.
 
“Ivory. I am pleased to tell you that you will be graced with a son or daughter.”
 
“Or both.” Vinyl added.
 
“Both?”
 
“Yeah. Tavi’s carrying twins!”
 
“Oh, hush, Vinyl. We don’t know for certain yet.” Octavia said sternly.
 
“I do. I was talking with Madame Pinkie.”
 
“All the more reason why we should wait and see.” Ivory said with a roll of his eyes.
 
The grey mare chuckled, and kissed her stallion’s cheek.