Title:           Anny Fic 5: Heigh ho! Heigh Ho! Off to work we go!
Author:          Cinco_Writesday
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First Edit:      Tuesday 6th of August 2013 12:04:33 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 6th of August 2013 12:04:33 PM CDT

>You blink your eyes repeatedly trying to see a different color than white and eventually it works
>You're met with Orange lining up another picture and quickly snap your eyes closed trying to prevent being blinded again
>Through your eyelids, you see no change in color after a few seconds and peak one open
>This is one crafty pony you're dealing with
>While your world returns to white, you hear her laughing then feel a familiar embrace
>"Sorry sweetie, but you're too cute to not take pictures of."
>You feel yourself lifted by a leg and held, blinking your eyes once more to clear your sight
>"All right, the sheets should be dried before nightfall." Blue says followed by the sound of a kiss
>"Thanks, dear. Here's the camera, the first one is for the poster, the other's for me." You can just hear her grin
>He laughs and then another kiss, your vision is finally starting to come back
>"Okay, if you say so. I'll try to find time to put some up while I'm at work."
>Your vision finally clears and, while you were expecting him to be wearing a suit of some sort after hearing the word work....
>He's still just blue with that strange mane that you can't quite put a color on, it reminds you of a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup, though. You hope that's not his name
>"Thanks, have fun at work, and be safe."
>"You too, honey."
>Another kiss and Orange looks down at you, "Say bye bye to daddy, Anny."
>She assumes direct control of one of your forehooves and waves it for you, putting on a mock voice to say "Bye bye daddy."
>He kisses your forehead, "Bye bye Anny, see you soon."
>With all of your previous attempts at talking and eating, you figure you'll just give him a smile for the time being, at least you can manage that
>Blue heads out the door and Orange follows, still holding you, and waves to him as he flies off to do whatever it is that he does for a living
>And with that, it's just you and Orange again
>Heading back inside, she sets you on the table once again and makes her way to the stove, "Can Anny guess what I got?" she says trying to rouse your interest
>Despite how much you wish it's a steak or some pork ribs, you wouldn't be crossing your fingers even if you still had them
>"That's right," she says enthusiastically as she turns around, "A bottle!"
>*Oh good grief, will this ever end?*
>The foreseeable future answers no
>She comes and picks you up by the tuft of your neck with her mouth and takes you to the living room, laying down on the couch with you next to her on your back and ties an actual bib on you this time
>Glad to see her confidence in you's been boosted by last time
>"Now, open up for the train, choo choo!"
>You're beginning to see why children always have tantrums but open your mouth anyway, just hoping to get this over with as soon as possible
>The bottle nipple makes its way into your mouth and you close your mouth, sucking on the bottle, which comes creepily natural to you, and are rewarded with warm milk
>While Orange holds the bottle for you, she also strokes your mane gently and hums softly
>It's not until you're almost asleep that you realize it's a lullaby
>*Son of a...*
>Out like a light