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// Chapter 2: lonely 
// Story: Bia Brandy's Origin 
// by ShinxX 
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“Bia! Come in fer supper!”

A small, blonde maned, brown zebra poked her head up from the tall grass. She had been playing with her imaginary friend, Pedro. Though only three years old, she had a very imaginative mind.

“Comin mama!” She yelled in her very squeaky, high pitched infant voice. She turned to an open space and continued, “ah’ll be back, Pedro! See yah!” She ran off in the direction of her home, leaving her imaginary friend in the grass alone.

It had been two years since she was dropped off at the house she called home. She knew she was adopted, however, she knew little about her real family. All she got was ‘your parents were unable to support her’. She kept asking, but she never got a straight answer.

She didn't mind too much, she was very fickle due to her young age.

As the young zebra ran into the house, she got the smell of her favorite stew. This brought a huge smile to her face.

“Carrot stew!” She screamed, darting to the dinner table.

“Hold yer horses, go wash up first.” He adoptive father said, holding her back from her seat.

“Yes paw paw.” She quickly ran to the latrine and washed her hooves thoroughly, but quickly. As soon as she was done, she darted right back to her seat and stared at the doorway to the kitchen, waiting for the stew to come out.

“So what have yah done today, hun?” Her father asked.

“Well, After ah did all mah chores, I went to the grass field and played with Pedro!” She said as her adoptive mother walked in with a large pot of stew.

“Here yah go, darlin.” She set down the pot and poured some into a bowl that laid in front of Bia.

“Yay!!” She went straight into eating the stew, eating as if it were her first meal in days. Then her mother motioned to her father to follow her.

“Uh, excuse us, Bia. Keep eatin.” He said as he got up from his seat.

“Wiw dro!” She said with stew in her mouth, continuing to eat. The couple walked out of the room and upstairs. They closed the door to their room to make sure Bia couldn't hear them.

“Great, now we have two issues with er..” the stallion said.

“The fact that she's lonely enough to have an imaginary friend like Pedro?” She said.

“Yeah, do ya think we should give er a siblin?” He suggested.

“Corn graze.. you know what the doctor said.. we can't have kids.” She said.

“I know, I means adopt another child, Hazel crop.” Corn Graze said.

“Yah really think we should make that long trip into town with Bia? She's only three.” Hazel crop said.

“Well, she's lonely, and we won't get lucky again like we did with er.”

She sighed before she responded, “guess yer right. But what if someone mentions Zville? What if she found out?”

“It'll be fine, hun. We can-” suddenly, Corn Graze was cut off by a loud bang that came from outside that shook the house. As they both stump bled and tried to regain their balance, Corn Graze yelped, “what in Tarnation?!”

Then they heard a scream come from downstairs, one that shot fear through the hearts of the couple. It was Bia Brandy’s scream.