Chrysalis and Twilight walked through the doorway of “Foals Errand’s Home for Foals”, and were immediately greeted with the sound of dozens of young fillies and colts playing throughout the establishment. The happy couple walked up to the front desk, where they were met by Foals Errand herself. She was a young unicorn, roughly in her mid-twenties. Her fur was lemon yellow, with a white circle spread around her muzzle. Her mane was draped over her shoulders, her blue locks framing her face, while the white stripes complimented her free spirited style. Her blue waistcoat was unbuttoned and hung loosely from her shoulders, fitting her form beautifully. To any normal, unsuspecting pony, Foals Errand looked like your average, everyday pony. But Twilight and Chrysalis knew that she was, in actuality, a young changeling queen, who had come to Ponyville two years ago, seeking asylum for her and her hive. Her hive wasn’t as expansive as Chrysalis’, but it was one of the most close-knit, and they were never lacking in love and caring among their fellows. The young queen smiled at them welcomingly.
“Good morning, your highnesses,” she bowed with a giggle as she saw her fellow monarchs returning the gesture. “How may I help you today?”
“Hello, Erran,” Twilight greeted her with a warm smile. “We’ve come here to adopt a foal, if you don’t mind.” Erran’s eyes glimmered happily at the thought of her fellow queens adopting a foal from her care, and she gladly showed them into the house, introducing them to the young fillies, colts and other children the orphanage took care of.
There were dragon hatchlings, gryphon pups and buffalo calves, to name a few of the other species the orphanage tended to. The Ponyville Royals looked over each of the orphaned youngsters with interest, making mental notes of which particular young they would like to consider getting to know.
After a few minutes of touring the orphanage, Erran took Twilight and Chrysalis into the living room, where the last little filly was sat watching an anime show, cuddling a Kokeshi doll in her fetlocks.
“And this is Kimono Chibi,” Erran announced, causing the young pony filly to turn round, curiously. She tilted her head to the left as she looked up at the changeling and Alicorn stood behind her, sucking softly on one of her doll’s ears. Twilight immediately, and audibly, cooed at the sight of her, and rushed forward to fawn over the little filly. The filly was of Neighsian descent, and had her mane tied up in two cute little Neighsian buns. She wore a red and white kimono with a pattern that looked like a dragon stretched all over her garment. She giggled at the silly faces the princess was pulling for her.
“Aww, she’s so cutesy and wutesy,” Twilight fussed, squidging the filly’s face gently with her forehooves. “Oh, I just wanna snuggle and wuggle her, because she’s so pwecious,” she gurgled in baby talk, unable to resist the adorableness of the kawaii filly. “Oh, let’s adopt her, Chryssy.” Twilight turned to her lover, only to find her and Foal were clutching their tummies, as if they’d eaten too much chocolate cake at one of Pinkie’s parties. Chrysalis looked pale as she wobbled on her hooves, while Erran looked like she’d just eaten a little too enthusiastically at a dinner party, rather than looking like she was going to throw up like Chrysalis. “What’s wrong?” The Alicorn asked, clearly concerned for the two changelings.
“You know the expression “adorableness overload”?” Chrysalis did her best to hold down the contents of her stomach. Twilight blinked blankly.
“Yeah?”
“Well, it’s not just a figure of speech,” Erran elaborated, seeing as Chrysalis was trying her hardest not to throw up. “It’s also a changeling illness. Too much adoration, such as fawning over a cute little filly like Kimono Chibi, is like a pony eating a feast made of nothing but Pinkie Pie’s rock candy and cupcakes.” Twilight gasped. That’s a serious amount of love and adoration, if it made her Chrysalis sick as a dog like this.
“Wait. Why does Chryssy look like she’s going to pass out from the adorableness, but you look just a little overfed?” Twilight questioned.
“Well, I’m used to adorableness,” Erran replied, puffing out her chest with pride. “I work in an orphanage. Plus, you haven’t seen my hive, and how much adorableness they subject me to all the time.” Twilight blushed, and made a mental note to be formally introduced to her hive at some point. She looked to her workerfriend, who looked like she was slowly recovering from her little sicky spell.
“Umm… is that a no?” she puzzled, her ears lying flat against her skull. Chrysalis shook her head with a smile.
“I’m sure I can manage,” she assured her lover. “As long as you put a warning on her filly stroller, saying; WARNING! KAWAII CHIBI ON BOARD.”