Hot Head: This storm is ridiculous

Lucky: Mmhm. I can’t believe you were gonna walk home on your own

Amber: I could’ve made it. You two worry too much

Lucky: Of course we do. We’d be lost without you

Amber: Eh, fair enough chuckles

Hot Head: Are we almost home? It’s FREEZING! Am I the only one who thinks so???

Lucky: Yes we’re almost home. Chill.

Hot Head: Really? Puns?

Amber: …………. did you two hear that?

Hot Head: What?

Amber: Shhh………….. it sounds like crying

Lucky: I-I hear it too

Amber: walks towards and alley and gasps

Lucky: W-what is it?

Amber: It’s a foal!

Hot Head: Who would leave a foal out here???

Foal: crying

Amber: Shhh, it’s okay, it’s okay.

Lucky: We need to get it to the hospital!

Amber: I don’t think she’ll make it if we try go all the way back there. We’re so much closer to home

Lucky: Well what do we do with her when we get back?

Amber: I can take care of her

Hot Head: A-are you sure?

Amber: Yes, I’m positive. Now come on! She needs to get out of this cold

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Amber: Hot Head, get some blankets please

Hot Head: Mmhm flies to a different room

Amber: Lucky, get my stethoscope and thermometer

Lucky: nods and runs upstairs

Amber: You’re gonna be alright little one. I promise puts ear on her chest Sounds okay. You’re very cold though. How long were you out there, huh?

Foal: sniffs

Lucky: Here you go Amber

Amber: Thanks checks foal’s heartbeat ……….. it’s steady. That’s a relief.

Hot Head: Here’s the blankets!

Amber: Perfect. sits on couch and pulls the foal by her

Hot Head: I-is she gonna be okay?

Amber: It looks like it. She just needs to be kept warm……… and fed! Oh my gosh, what do we give her?

Hot Head: W-we have milk in the fridge

Lucky: That won’t do any good. Foals usually nurse or have formula right?

Amber: Right…….. I guess we Oh!

Lucky: Huh?

Amber: I’m really sorry but there’s nothing in there, sweetheart.

Hot Head: looks away

Amber: pauses O-oh…… or maybe there is? What the

Lucky: Amber, are you…. pregnant?

Amber: NO! I’m not!

Lucky: But, you shouldn’t be able to nurse otherwise. Right?

Amber: Not necessarily……… Must be the clovers I’ve been eating

Lucky: ….. They can do that?

Amber: Mmhm. Lots of photoestrogens

Lucky: Weird. Well, she’s fed. So what now?

Amber: Hm…. We should definitely get her to a doctor. It’s way too cold now though. I think the best thing to do is keep her here overnight and then take her to the hospital first thing tomorrow morning.

Lucky: Sounds good

Foal: stops nursing and begins to cry

Amber: pulls foal into her arms O-oh no, I’m sorry. I don’t have any more……… Maybe we should leave as soon as this storm lets up. I don’t think I have enough food for her.

Hot Head: What do you mean? You have to!

Amber: It’s not like I’m this filly’s actual mother. My body wasn’t prepared to have to take care of one.

Hot Head: groans Is she gonna be okay then?

Amber: I hope so. I’ll just keep trying to get her to nurse until we can leave. You two can go to bed. I’ll wake you up when it looks safe to go. I’ll probably need help that’s why.

Lucky: Alright. C’mon Hot Head

Hot Head: ……. mmkay

Lucky and Hot Head go upstairs

Amber: sighs You’re gonna be just fine. I promise

Foal: makes baby noises

Amber: How in Equestria could your parents just throw you away? You’re so precious.

Foal: gurgles

Amber: And beautiful. Just look at you. You look like an angel. Oh and your wing! It’s got a little gold feather

Foal: grabs Amber’s face

Amber: Nnngh…. I wanna keep you so badly. But….. I’m sure you’ll find a great family in no time. There’s no way child services would let me adopt a newborn at my age…….. are you even listening?

Foal: ……..

Amber: lifts up foal’s mane and chuckles Looks like you’re all tuckered out. Get some rest, this is just the beginning kisses her on the forehead

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Amber: Hello, doctor

Doctor: Hello my dear. What brings you here? You’re not working right now are you? I thought you left for home a few hours ago

Amber: I did, but on the way, Hot Head Lucky and I found this foal. Her parents weren’t anywhere in sight

Doctor: Oh my, we’ll get her checked out immediately! waves a nurse down This foal needs a post-birth eval right now. Go ahead and get started

Nurse: nods and takes foal from Amber

Foal: begins crying as she’s taken away

Amber: I …………. oh….

Doctor: Why did it take you so long to bring her here?

Amber: …….. Huh? O-oh, we didn’t think she’d make it if we took her all the way back here from where we found her with the storm and all. Our house was closer

Doctor: Did she seem to be okay after you brought her home?

Amber: nods She was just really cold and hungry. We kept her warm and fed her. Afterwards she seemed just fine. It was a miracle.

Doctor: And what did you feed her?

Amber: ……… I fed her…… “naturally”.

Doctor: …… Ah

Amber: Another sort of miracle I guess, huh?

Doctor: Indeed. Well, we promise that we’ll do our best to take care of her

Amber: Thank you

Doctor: Y’know, if her parents don’t come to pick her up and if we don’t find any records of her, she’ll need a name. I think it’d be fitting if you were the one to think of it.

Amber: Really?

Doctor: Of course

Amber: Hmmmmm…. how about, Angel Feather?