Title:           You and me forever
Author:          DangerousAmoeba
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First Edit:      Thursday 25th of August 2016 04:58:43 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 25th of August 2016 04:58:43 PM CDT

>Thunder follows lighting in a stormy night.
>A stallion walks through the streets of ponyville, holding a small crying foal on his back.
>A weak little baby, only a few weeks old.
>It’s far too late for any pony to be out and about at this time.
>Let alone a stallion with a small filly.
>Perfect time for what the stallion was about to do.
>”I’m sorry, I can’t take care you, you have to understand.”
>The baby can’t understand
>She continues to cry, asking some parent to hold her.
>”This is all your mothers fault! Don’t blame me!”
>Despite the cover, the rain easily seeps in to it’s basket.
>The baby simply squirms helplessly.
>The stallion runs up and down streets, between houses.
>”Ugh! Shut up already! If I could just find a house with a cover I could just leave you!”
>Although the baby doesn’t understand what the parent is saying, it understands the sentiment.
>This just makes her cry harder.
>”Hah! There’s one!”
>A small two-story house sits alone, far away from the other houses.
>Like it was an unwanted after thought to the town.
>The stallion quickly moves towards the dimly lit house.
>He puts the basket with the small child in front of the door on the stranger’s porch.
>The filly thinks it will finally receive the love it needs, but the stallion doesn’t even look the baby in the eyes before walking away.
>The baby looks around for a parent
>Somepony to give her some warmth, as the cold is becoming unbearable.
>Her tiny mind simply doesn’t understand what is happening, and she shivers.
>She begins to cry instinctively huddling into her basket for warmth.
>The cold is unbearable and it’s not letting up.
>She doesn’t know what to do, other than cry and hope somepony turns up.
>Her crying quiets down, as the cold is too much for her.
>She just doesn’t have the energy to cry.
>Closing her eyes, she gently cries, unaware of what to do.
>Then suddenly, as if a blessing from Celestia herself.
>The lights of the house turn on.
>She opens her eyes, and there is a warm yellow glow around the door.
>She sniffles a few times and cries a little.
>The door opens, and the inside warmth warms her tiny body.
>At the door stands the shadow of an odd creature, something the tiny pony had never seen before.
>Two long slender legs that join at an arch to form a long body that ends with a head.
>Two more slender leg like appendages stick out the sides.
>The appendages have appendages too.
>It has these set of appendages arc, resting where it’s long legs meet.
>The little filly sniffles and babbles to try and explain it’s condition.
>The creature looks where the sound is coming from and sees the basket
>He kneels down and presses his alien face into the baby.
>Though his features are alien, he seems similar enough for the small baby to see the kindness in his eyes.
>”Babe? I’m AiE.”
>It says to the small child, obviously understanding it doesn’t understand.
>But his tone of voice is kind and caring.
>The small child babbles and sniffles.
>”You were alone? Didn’t you get to bring parents?”
>The baby sniffles and moans, while waving it’s hooves around.
>”No. I’m just wondering why someone would have a baby, before throwing it on a door step.”
>The ‘Anonymous’ rubs two fingers on the fillies cheeks.
>Feeling the warmth of his appendages, the baby grabs the hand with it’s two weak hooves.
>”Let’s get you inside, I’ll call it in.”
>Anonymous picks up the baby as gentle as he could, and brings her inside the small warm home.
>He puts her basket aside, and closes the door.
>The baby sniffles nuzzling the creature who’s giving her the love she hadn’t received yet from anypony else.
>The large creature sits in front of the fireplace, and discards her soaked blankets.
>He lays the child on his lap, and stokes the fire.
>The fire rises.
>The baby feels the warmth from the fireplace, drying it’s damp fur.
>The baby still clings to the creature; Celestia knows when he will be taken away too.
>Anonymous rubs the babies belly with his smaller appendages.
>The babies belly is no larger than the part where the 5 smaller limbs meet.
>Feeling the soft flesh trace her sensitive belly, the baby happily mumbles.
>Finally feeling loved by somepony.
>”Don’t worry, you’re the first to stay on my aircraft.”
>The small pony holds the arm of the creature with it’s hooves.
>The creature gets up, the child worries as it’s put on the ground.
>She is too young to sit properly, so she lays on her side.
>Anonymous quickly picks up the baby again, and cradles her to the kitchen.
>The creature heats some milk to a gentle temperature.
>The baby who’s eyes and coat have dried, now happily mumbles away over the creatures shoulder.
>Somehow, her hoof always finds itself into her mouth.
>With a glass milk, and a straw, the creature sits back down on his couch.
>It sets the milk on the table.
>A flash of lighting and thunder shakes the world around them.
>The baby tries to burrow itself into it’s alien care taker.
>”It’s ok, I’ll be a big guy.”
>He nuzzles the foal, and she tries to jam herself into his neck.
>"For you."
>Calm and mumbling, the baby leans back on the creatures arm.
>it gets the glass of room temperature milk, and straw.
>The baby understands how to drink milk, but with a nipple.
>The creature simulates a nipple by pinching the straw when the baby sucks to prevent her breathing the milk.
>Soon, the hungry child finishes her milk.
>In front of the fireplace, she soon falls asleep in the creature’s arms.
>It watches over the filly, rubbing it’s belly to comfort it.
>Until he too is asleep.
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>It’s too early for the human to be awake.
>The sun is still up.
>The human opens his tired eyes.
>He can’t remember much from the night before.
>He thinks he remembers, the mercenary, CIA? Someone’s master plan! Crashed plane! NO SURVIVORS!
>He scans the area expecting masked men, only to find he is in the safety of his house and the fireplace burnt itself out.
>Looking around and stretching, he wonders why he fell asleep on the couch.
>usually he falls asleep behind the couch.
>On his lap, a small filly stirs.
>She opens her big eyes to the kind face from the night before.
>She babbles and waves her hooves around.
>”Woah! What’s that?”
>Alarmed, he look around, for the source of infant noises.
>The tiny little filly squirms on the humans lap.
>Happy and smiling with no care for anything.
>She looks up mumbling at the creature who had given her more love in one night than anypony else.
>”Oh yea! You! Mosquito brought you! You’re my prize. But you were alone? You didn’t get to bring friends?”
>The baby points a hoof at the creature speaking vaguely in an alien language.
>”So... How are you?”
>He obviously never having taken care of an infant is not sure of what to do.
>The baby babbles smiling up at the human.
>He lowers his head with a confused look at places his head nose to snout with the baby.
>The baby thinks he’s playing with her.
>She just barely moves her head and opens her tiny mouth, before placing it on his nose and giving the closest thing to a kiss.
>Anon shivers a little, blushing, he’s taken back.
>He can’t help smile softly at the squirming, babbling ball of pale pink fur.
>He rubs his cheek on the babies, and she does the same.
>Her fur is softer than anything he’s ever felt. Fuzzy but doesn’t poke at all.
>Anon moves away and the baby looks up at him with wide eyes.
>”C’mon. Let’s see if you have any loot in that thing.”
>He picks the baby up and shoulders her.
>”You have wings? Ayy, this baby’s fly.”
>The human gently pulls the babies delicate wings out and runs his fingers over them.
>His action makes the little filly giggle, and she outstretches her wings as best as her weak muscles allow.
>The creature carries the baby outstretched in his long arms.
>”ONE DAY! YOU WILL FLY!”
>This finally makes the baby laugh.
>Her tiny voice is soft and her smile is wide as the sky.
>*SNIFF*
>*SNIFF*
>”Did you poop?!”
>Anonymous curls his nose in disgust, and the baby notices.
>She puts up two of her tiny hoofsies and hides behind them blushing.
>”OHH! Don’t worry about it! Let’s see if I can change you.”
>He carries the baby over to her carrier.
>The baby doesn’t want to go near her carrier, she mumbles, scared.
>Attempting to barrow into her new guardian.
>”Don’t worry little guy. You’re not going back in there.”
>He straddles the worried little filly on his leg as he crouches down to look at the carrier.
>She seems OK for now, though she’s not babbling happily as she was.
>Anonymous runs a hand over the babies back to soothe the filly.
>His other hands goes through the thick carrier, stripping it for anything useful.
>He finds 2 blankets, a blanket and bedding.
>Then on further inspection, he finds a small storage compartment and opens it.
>Inside there is a stack of diapers, a baby bottle, a box of baby wipes, and another closed box of assorted things.
>”Bingo.”
>The baby is back to babbling.
>”Hold up.”
>The creature raises his hands to in front of his face, then makes a hoop with his left index finger and thumb while holding the other one flat
>He shows satisfaction on his face and looks away at an angle for a while as if people are watching him.
>Then he returns to work, as if he’s not just done something completely out of the ordinary.
>He focuses back on the infant who has meanwhile been trying to replicate the human’s action.
>Her hooves hover in front of her, one turned like his right hand and the other held in front of her.
>”Yes. When the supplies just right.”
>The baby doesn’t understand, but smiles at the approval of it’s guardian.
>He stands up with the baby, holding the supplies awkwardly to make sure the baby is safe.
>Stumbling slowly into his bedroom, he folds out the blanket on the double bed.
>The places everything else around it.
>He talks the baby to his bathroom and places her on the sink edge.
>”I know it’s cold, but so is the world MAN!”
>Despite the cold counter, and the alien’s nonsensical speech, the baby continues babbling happily.
>”If all goes well, I’m keeping you.”
>He opens her diaper; she raises her legs to make it easy for him to remove it.
>”Oh! You’re a girl!”
>He is surprised by this revelation.
>He then turns away and looks down towards the ground
>”No! Bad ! Stop that! Stop that!”
>The human argues with an invisible person for a while longer.
>Meanwhile, the little filly giggles at the humans weird outbursts.
>He turns back eventually
>”Don’t tell Mr Hansen.”
>Then he gets back to the job.
>”Now then. Let’s do this.”
>He turns away, takes a breath and gets to work.
>---
>After washing his hands for the 12th time, he still doesn’t feel clean.
>He threw the dirty diaper directly into the garbage bin outside his bathroom.
>He wipes his hands on a hanging towel and feels the awfully dry skin.
>Still, everything went well.
>The wipes and sink made everything very simple.
>And the little filly was perfect to work on.
>Now she’s laying on the towel on the bed.
>Her toothless mouth chews on the hoof that has found it’s way in her mouth again.
>The filly watches the human walk around.
>She mumbles while following his every move.
>Eventually, he walks back to the baby, and works on putting a diaper on her.
>Gently, he ties a fresh diaper around her small body.
>Making sure to powder to prevent a rash forming, and making sure he did a good job wiping.
>Soon, he is satisfied with his work, and stands over a clean baby.
>”MISSION ACOMPLISHED!”
>He exclaims while holding his hand out with a thumb in the air.
>The baby sees his toothy smile and smiles herself copying the human.
>She thrust out a hoof, as if she had fingers.
>She holds an open mouth smile.
>The human, smiles at her and rubs his hand over hear head.
>Her ears recline down as he rubs her head, then rise back up when he moves out of the way.
>His other hand gently rubs her sensitive belly.
>She calmly, happily squirms and babbles.
>>”maff, dah.”
>”Yes! Mazda! Buy a miata! Just enough room for us two.”
>The alien makes nonsensical sense of the baby’s idle babbles.
>Soon, they make their way to the kitchen, where the large Alien places the baby wrapped in a blanket on the table.
>He gets to work preparing some milk for the baby and something for himself.
>The baby continues idly babbling.
>>”Blad! Yaa!”
>”CYKA BLYAT! CYKA!”
>Anon responds to the baby as if their speaking, despite neither understanding each other.
>>”Waa, phht!”
>”Top post.”
>He cleans the bottle that he found in the carrier.
>He makes sure it no less than sparkles.
>>”Baah, daah.”
>”I know, it’s awful.”
>He heats milk to the perfect temperature.
>Then he fills the bottle.
>>”Maaah. Daaah.”
>”Don’t worry, I got your fix right here.”
>He checks the temperature of the milk by placing some on his wrist.
>Then he walks over to the happily babbling baby.
>Despite not being bound at all, she didn’t move around the table.
>”Got milk?!”
>The baby looks into the eyes of the human.
>Her big blue pupils could melt a glacier.
>>”Daah, daah!”
>Anonymous immediately loses his fun attitude.
>He’s taken back, and takes a deep breath.
>His mouth quivers, and he takes a ragged breath.
>He bends down and hugs the baby, who returns as best as she can.
>He softly kisses the babies cheek and lifts his head.
>He looks in the babies eyes with his moist ones.
>”Yes. Da, da.”
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