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// A Trip To Cloudsdale 
// Story: Pound and Pumpkin Cake's Adventures (And Misadventures) In Potty Training 
// by SuperPinkBrony12 
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                Granny Smith brought Pound Cake back to Applejack's bedroom and placed him in the crib to rest. Applejack returned a short time later, but not with the medicine.

"Rainbow Dash thinks she has a better cure for Pound's feather flu," Applejack told Granny Smith. "Apparently, all that's really needed is for some fresh air and a change in altitude."

"It's what my parents did for me whenever I was sick with the feather flu, and it worked pretty well," Rainbow Dash replied, trotting into the house. "In addition to traditional medicine anyway, and I always keep some back at my house."

"I don't know about this, sugarcube," Applejack nervously said to Rainbow Dash, as she held Pound in her hooves. "I may not be an expert on pegasus diseases, but I don't know if it's really a good idea to try your method. Plenty of bed rest and proper medicine should work just as well."

"Of course I'm gonna do that too," Rainbow Dash told Applejack. "I'm just saying that if you add in a change in elevation on top of the usual stuff, the feather flu will blow over sooner for Pound. Besides, I've been itching to show him what Cloudsdale looks like!"

Applejack opened her mouth to protest, but Granny Smith spoke up and said. "Sure, go ahead. Just be careful while you're up there, Pound can fly sometimes and you know how vast Cloudsdale can be."

Rainbow brushed off Granny Smith's concerns. "Please, I know how to handle a foal. And Pound's only going to see Cloudsdale from the safety of my cloud house. Besides, it'll only be for a few hours. He'll be back at sundown, and I'm certain he'll be feeling much better. And if not, you can hold it against me."

Reluctantly, Applejack gave Pound to Rainbow Dash, alongside some of the foal supplies (including Pound's potty). "Remember, you gotta bring all that stuff back as well as Pound by sundown. No ifs, ands, or buts."

"Relax, AJ, everything will be just fine, you've got nothing to worry about." Dash replied, and after securing all the supplies in the saddlebag, she zipped off with Pound in tow.

"Why did you let Rainbow take Pound?!" Applejack asked Granny Smith, once Rainbow Dash had departed. "It ain't good for him to be up in Cloudsdale right now, not when he's sick and is gonna be on his own!"

Granny Smith replied with a wink. "There's a lesson your friend is gonna have to learn about foals, and the sooner she learns it the better."





Rainbow wasted no time in bringing Pound up to her cloud house near Cloudsdale, the city was always so magnificent at least to Rainbow Dash. "Trust me, you're gonna like life above the clouds," Rainbow said to Pound. "I know it's not for everypony, but I'm almost certain that once you experience it for yourself, you'll want to come up here often."

Pound was too busy looking at the ground below him, and the clouds around him to pay much attention to anything Rainbow Dash was saying, Curiously, he extended a hoof out and touched one of the clouds, it felt soft and fluffy, but also kind of wet (though not the kind of wet he was used to).   

"Oh, you like the clouds huh?" Rainbow Dash asked Pound, as they neared her cloud house.

"Uh-huh," Pound nodded. "But why they feel wet when I touch them if they so soft?"

Dash grinned, it always delighted her to see a young pegasus taking interest in a key part of pegasi life (at least for those who didn't live on the ground). "It's because clouds are condensed water vapor, an invisible gas. Pegasi who work the weather factory make them with a special machine. And every year they have a special collection ritual at the start of Spring to funnel the water needed up to Cloudsdale. It's always incredible!"

"Sounds cool!" Pound replied, as Rainbow Dash landed on the front step of her house.

"Yeah, it sure is. Maybe once you're a little older and fully potty trained I'll ask your parents if you can go on a cloud ride. Can't have you making a yellow storm cloud by accident," Rainbow Dash said with a smile. "But for right now, let's work on getting that feather flu down. And we'll start with some good old feather flu medicine."

"Is it chewwy flavored?" Pound asked, hopefully.

"Not quite, but I think you won't mind the taste too much," Dash told the toddler, as she set him on a counter in the kitchen, then flew up to one of the cabinets just below the ceiling and opened it. A few seconds later, she had pulled out a bottle of purple colored liquid, and was unscrewing the top. "I have some of this left over from when Scootaloo was up here and was sick with the feather flu. It's a good thing I always get my feather flu vaccine each year." She told Pound, as she retrieved a spoon to pour the medicine onto.

Pound was glad when the medicine part was over, it wasn't bad but the taste was so strong that he could've sworn it made his coughing worse. He was also glad to be given a glass of water to wash it down.

"Okay, the medicine part is done. Now you just need to rest and let nature take it course," Rainbow Dash replied, carrying Pound upstairs to her bedroom. "Sorry I don't have a crib for you, but I think you'll like sleeping in my bed. It's nice and comfy." 

And indeed it was, Pound had no trouble falling asleep the instant he was placed on the bed and the sheets were tucked in around him. 

"Ha, and Applejack probably though I couldn't handle things," Rainbow Dash thought to herself, as she departed the bedroom while leaving the door open slightly ajar. "I'll get the last laugh though when Pound is all better."