Green Dream had spotted her. The perfect lonely filly. Green wiggled her butt from where she hid in the bushes, then jumped out, skipping quickly on her four hooves over to where a white haired, sky blue pegasus filly had descended from the sky, to land on the climbing structure. And then when some fillies came over to play on it, she fluttered away instead, landing on top of the slide, where nopony was at the time. And yet she remained looking wistfully over to the ponies on the climbing structure. 

That gave Green Dream the opening she needed, creeping up right in the filly’s blind spot, until she was directly under her. “Hi!” she called out, startling the filly half to death, rearing up against the side of the slide to look up at her. “You looked kinda lonely,” Green Dream said hopefully, “Wanna play something?”

Dream squealed, “Don’t fly away, please!” in a panic, as the filly picked up and started to fly off. “Please I need your help!”

That made the filly hesitate, but she still flew off.

“You don’t wanna talk to her,” a plum colored filly with grey blue hair said critically behind Green Dream, “She can’t talk!”

“Oh... my... <i>goshareyouserious??</i>” Green declared in excited delight rushing right up to the filly, “Is she just retarded? Does she not have vocal cords? Did she get an injury? Is she from a foreign country?”

“I... I don’t know!” the filly stated, narrow irised, backing up a step, “She didn’t say!”

Green Dream opened her mouth then closed it again. Then sat back on her haunches, saying, “Good point. I’d have to talk to her parents then...”

“She doesn’t have parents, she just comes here,” the filly continued irritably, glancing nervously at her two friends looking her way, “And *stares* at us. Listen who–whoever you are,”

“My name’s Green Dream,” Green Dream said smoothly, “What’s yours?”

“Ra—raspberry Basket,” the filly said cautiously, “I don’t know who you think you—”

“Well, I’m pleased to meet you, Raspberry Basket,” Dream said passionately, “But I’ve got a filly to save from loneliness. Maybe we can play together with your friends sometime.”

And with that, Green Dream went charging after the diminishing figure of the filly of white and blue.

The filly didn’t fly high, thankfully, because it was getting impossible to see her against the blue sky. She descended instead to a cute little puffy cloud, and curled up on top of it.

Matter of fact why were clouds so close to the ground and small?

Not questioning it too much, Green Dream looked around for some way to get there, but it looked like that blasted gryphon had destroyed Pinkie Pie’s budding career as an aeronautics engineer. The cloud wasn’t high, but it was above the buildings even. Unless Dream could ask...

The green filly rushed up to the nearest adult with wings, a pink and blue pegasus mare who was just strolling by, saying eagerly, “My friend is up on that cloud and I need to get her attention. Could you carry me up there really quick?”

“Well sure, filly,” the mare said in a fruity voice of surprise, “You don’t want me to just call her down.”

“No, *I* wanna say hi to her!” Green insisted, “Because I think she’s scared of strangers. So I need to say hi to her, no offense.”

“None taken,” the mare replied, then she chomped on Green Dream’s hair. What—?

Green Dream felt the mare’s teeth close down on then pull up on the back of her neck. With a rush, Green lost her footing, and the ground was flying away from them, like falling in reverse. She was... she was being scruffed?? 

She couldn’t even complain about that, too terrified at the increasingly deadly drop below. It would be deadly, right? Or would she just get harmlessly cratered like a cartoon? She didn’t want to risk it. Scrunching her eyes shut, Green Dream felt... frightened but curiously relaxed, even limp. She... she didn’t understand. But the mare sharply decellerated, making Dream suck in a breath as she *swung* back and forth from the mare’s teeth. Then the mare said, “Mfffvvm!”

Dream cracked one eye open, and there before her was a white fluffy cloud. It was so cool! It puffed as Dream passed her hoof through it, like a zero gravity ball of loosely connected fluff that disappeared when it puffed off the cloud. There was no sign of the filly, but for a sound of... sobbing coming from inside the cloud, reduced to whimpers by a filly who didn’t want to be heard. Well, at least she had vocal cords.

Dream lifted her forehooves to her mouth and shouted, “Hey, you in there!”

The blue filly stuck her head out of the cloud, looking at Green Dream in shock, the tears darkening the fur of her cheeks forgotten. She had the most beautiful brown eyes. “I know you can’t talk,” Green Dream assured her, “Wanna be friends?” Green’s smile was as genuine as the look of disbelief from the filly, looking at Green Dream, up to the mare carrying her, down to Green Dream again.

“Meet me on the ground, okay?” Green Dream asked, “I don’t want this nice lady to have to carry me all day.”

The filly didn’t answer.

“Okay, thanks for your help!” Green Dream said, failing to look up at the pony scruffing her, “You can take me down now!”

The mare couldn’t talk either, because she had a mouthful of Dream right now, but she mumbled something, then swung around in the air, and Dream shut her eyes tight, not wanting to see the ground rush up to them as they hurtled straight for it. Her mane and tail blew with the whoosh of a backwinging, and then Green Dream felt herself lowered until her hind legs touched the sweet, wonderful ground again.

Dream opened her eyes, and her forelegs touched the ground too, right as the filly came fluttering down to the two of them. “I saw you looking at the other fillies on the playground,” Dream told the wispy white haired filly, who was actually a bit shorter than Green Dream, “And I thought maybe you couldn’t play with them because you don’t talk. Can you understand me though?”

The filly opened her mouth, then nodded faintly.

“Great! I was worried you spoke a different language or something,” Dream said in relief, “I just moved to Ponyville and I was looking for somepony to play with. You want to play a game together? I don’t have wings, but I think we could still have fun.”

The filly looked at her with an utterly unreadable expression. Then she spread her little wings, and jumped into the sky, fluttering off away.

“Well, it was worth as shot,” Green Dream said glumly, sinking to her haunches. Her ears were doing that weird... moving down thing too.

“That was Sunny’s kid,” the mare who carried me said fretfully, also looking after her leave, “You know she can’t talk, right?”

“You don’t need to talk to play with someone!” Dream fussed in frustration. “Do *you* know why she can’t talk?”

“I... don’t know Sunny real well. I just heard about it from a friend,” the mare said uncomfortably, as Green Dream looked up to her, “I think she just never... started talking? I saw Sunny taking her to school, so she can’t be retarded or anything, can she?” 

Blushing, the mare said, “I don’t know if... my daughter ever talked to her either. Sorry, I just really don’t know.”

“You have a daughter??” Green Dream said excitedly, “A real biological daughter? The kind you made in your belly?”

“W-what other kind of daughter is there?” the mare said with a huge blush, “F-filly that’s highly inappro—”

“Well I think it’s beautiful,” Green Dream insisted, “You just made a filly in your belly. She wasn’t there until you made her. Then you were making her. Then she was... flying around I suppose, and talking, and I could be friends with her even! Somepony who came out of your belly! How is *that* inappropriate? It’s just cool!”

“W-well well I mean...” the mare said, turning and blushing now, “It’s not like I did anything just y-you know, it sort of happens on its own, and I didn’t really do anything but...”

“That must’ve been weird,” Green Dream said solemnly, “When your body was making a filly, and you weren’t even doing anything. Just... watching her being made inside you. Not like you can stop it or anything.”

The mare opened