paradisa | Scroll Twenty Seven

[Spike is chilling in the library, as usual, but this time, he is a little...less settled than usual. Molotov brought up a point, and though he wondered it from time to time, he never really...considered asking until now. Maybe that it's because it's so close to him having been here a year now that he's finally decided it's something to be faced. After all, everypony should be allowed to wonder where they came from, right? He heaves a heavy sigh, his claw tracing faint lines on the journal page]

What does family mean to everypony- I mean, everyone here?

[Of course, he already KNOWS the ponies are his family. He reached that conclusion a while ago, living in this weird little world. He dithers over this next question. He almost doesn't want to ask it. As if he'd appear ungrateful for everything she's ever done for him. And she really has done everything for him. Still. It can't hurt to ask, right? Right?]

[Twilight Sparkle]
Uh... are you around? I kind of have to ask you something important.

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But a family can be someone who aren't actually related to you, right?

Right. They're your family if you feel like they are.

Then I have an absolutely fantastic family.

Good for you. [thinking back to their last conversation --] Ponies, right?

[still...doesn't really get how that works, but whatever makes him happy, etc.]

Uh huh! Those are them.

[They are the BEST family]

How'd that happen, anyway? Like, did someone find an egg with a taped note x numbers of years ago outside their house?

[......wait, do ponies live in houses...]