>"-think it'd be a great place for the three of you."
>Huh? What the hell happened?
>"Well, I'll definitely bring it up with him either tomorrow or when he gets home from work."
>All right, you were laying on the couch and Orange gave you a bottle and then...
>"Speaking of! I can probably even get him a job there so that won't be a problem!"
>You fell asleep
>"Oh my, really?"
>It's all coming back to you
>"Yup! And I'm telling you, the neighborhood is really nice. It's no Cloudsdale, but I think it'd be a lot safer there, at least until she can fly."
>You yawn and stretch out your legs, wings fluttering to get some blood flowing back there as well
>"Well, it looks like she's about to start flying any day now," you finally make out a distinct voice from Orange followed by two sets of laughter, one hers the other unfamiliar
>Finally you open your eyes and see that you're on Orange's stomach and look up at her smiling face
>"Enjoy your nap, Anny?"
>Memories of school talk keep you from answering so she just hugs you and sets you on your back, facing a pink pegasus with a salmon mane that sits across the couch from you and Orange
>"Well, good morning sleepy head, welcome back to the land of the living."
>You put on a smile while you begin trying to think of how long you were out and look over towards the window
>Orange nudges you with her nose and you look up at her, "Say hello to Flyingfish, Anny."
>Turning back to the pink pony, now named Flyingfish, you babble to her with the intent of saying "Whaddup homie."
>"D'awww, she's so sweet."
>Not being able to speak just become an advantage and you giggle at her response
>"Well if she's awake then I guess Cotton will be waking up soon, I had better get going."
>"Aww, I guess I'll see you later then Flying. Maybe Cotton and Anny can have a playdate at some point."
>"Of course, I think it'll be great! Though I'm busy tomorrow, how about the next day?"
>"Sure thing, see ya later Flying."
>You're set down on the couch while the two hug and Orange sees Flying off before coming back and laying around you on the couch
>You turn and hug her head and she hugs you with a single leg before grooming your mane
>It's just like when Blue did it and you instantly relax while she continues grooming you
>When it finally stops you look up at her, slightly annoyed that you can't just be groomed all day and she chuckles at you
>*Oh God, I'm turning into one of those spoiled brats*
>You make a note to avoid doing that sort of thing in the future
>She hops off the couch and picks you up by your neck again and for a moment you wonder if this is going to cause back problems at one point in your life
>Probably not since animals on Earth do it all the time
>Then again, you can't recall the last time you asked an animal if they had back problems
>Putting that out of your mind you find yourself on your back and that Orange is just finishing up with a diaper change
>You seriously hope these accidents are only happening in your sleep but you just know that, even if they have been localized to your sleep for the time being, they won't be forever
>Orange picks you up again once she's finished, this time with her leg, and carries you through that seemingly empty room where the bathroom is
>This time you notice a washboard in the corner and figure this is the laundry room
>You're taken outside through the backdoor and, while there's no grass or trees, there is a decent sized white picket fence going around the perimeter of what you can only assume to be the back 'yard'
>She sets you down onto the cloud-ground and nudges you, "Go off and play for now, sweetie. Mommy's gotta do the laundry."
>You nearly cry as you get nearer to the cloud before finding that you don't fall through it, but instead sink just the tiniest bit into it before being caught by some unnatural force
>Fucking magic
>Looking around to try and find out what she wants you to play with, you're eventually given an answer when a large, to you, inflatable ball is set down in front of
>And of course it's pink
>You're a fucking filly
>With an internal sigh, you push the ball and start crawling after it, moving around on your pony elbows and kicking with your hindlegs for propulsion
>Another chuckle tells that you're making quite the sight of yourself before Orange sets off to do whatever the pony equivalent of laundry is
>It's only after you push the ball again that you realize just how mind numbingly boring this is
>*How the hell do normal babies find this interesting?*
>You chase after the ball again and get around it before pushing it back towards the house
>There is only so long that you can do this and you feel your patience wearing thin
>As you near the ball, you find that your patience is all but gone and you decide to just lay down on your back, staring up at the sky
>The one downside to living on the clouds is that there's no clouds for you to watch up above
>Having no clouds or anything to focus on, you decide instead to try and think of how you got here and afterwards a way to get back
>Being a pony, especially a Pegasus is neat and all, but this mindnumbing boredness has seriously got to go
>And you can't even twiddle your thumbs! I mean, come on!
>You groan as no ideas come to mind
>And groan some more
>And finally you stop
>The sun is blocked out by something you can't see
>Just a shadow
>You squint your eyes and see the form of a pony and as she bends down to you you see that it's Orange
>"Something on your mind?" she asks jokingly
>A smile genuinely comes across your face as your prison internment is finally over
>She picks you up with her mouth and sets you on her back before heading back inside, kicking the ball in with a foreleg and closing the door behind her
>You're taken into the living room and set down on the couch with her laying behind you and running her hoof along your side and pulls a book out of nowhere
>You try to look up and see what she's reading, but the angle makes it impossible to read a thing
>Regardless, her humming combined with the petting helps you relax, but you make sure not to fall asleep this time
>Besides, you don't feel particularly tired anyway, so you settle with cuddling with Orange as she planned and pay off the petting with rubbing your head against her