//------------------------------// // Meeting Mom and Dad // Story: My Little Ponysona // by Vinyl-ScratchDJ17 //------------------------------// He held the small filly in his arms for what seemed like hours, but it was really only a few minutes. The fact that he had created her out of his own mind as just another oc was cute and all, but having her living, breathing, and in his arms made it so much better, and so unbelievable. Her chest rose and fell with each breath, and he could feel her small heart pumping inside her chest brought a smile he had not known in such a long time. His life had been an absolute wreck, from bad grades, to terrible parents, to not having any friends, and bullies after him every second of the day to top it off. Now he finds himself holding a small pastel colored pony which he assumed would only exist in the T.V show he has enjoyed since he was a small child. For once in many years he felt joy and happiness, though he was not used to it, just holding this small equine made him the happiest boy in the world. "I can't breath," said the filly as Chris only hugged her tighter. With a gasp, he let little Silver out of his hold. "I'm so sorry! I..." "Hey, it's okay. I like hugs!" she smiled up at him with her sparkling white irises, an ear perked up, and part of her left eye covered by her mane. "Me too, Silver Shade." He ran his fingers through her mane as she sat currently in his lap on the porch steps. She continued to smile when all of a sudden her stomach growled low and long. "Somepony hungry?" "Yeah, I could go for some grub!" the little filly giggled. "So, I'm staying with you, right?" "Of course you're staying with me!" he laughed and picked her up as he stood. "Now, what would you like?" he asked as he walked back into the house. "Carrots?" she looked up at him with those colorless eyes yet to him ,they were the most beautiful eyes he'd ever seen. "Yeah, I've got plenty!" So, Chris led her into the kitchen where he flipped a switch, which when flipped, filled the small kitchen with an eerie yellow light. The walls were green with pink flowers panted along the top, and the counters were red stained oak wood with black marble counter tops. Chris set her down on the island in the center of the kitchen. She smiled still as she sat, swinging her hind legs as they hung off the edge. "Thank you for making me, Chris." she said as Chris gave her a few carrots from the large stainless silver colored fridge. "I promise to be a good pony, or they might take me away...." she looked down, now wearing a sour expression. "Hey, now, don't be sad...I won't let anybody take you from me." he ran his hand through Silver's silky mane as she nibbled on a carrot. "I'll take good care of you, I promise." he kissed her forehead which resulted in a tight hug from his creation. He gladly returned the hug and held her again in his arms. She was no bigger than a full grown cat as she was, thus she was very small. "Thank you." she buried her face into his chest and hugged him. "Good girl, now eat your carrots. I don't want you starving on me now, okay?" he asked and gave her the same carrot she started on. "She nodded and resumed slowly eating it. "After you finish, I'll let you explore the house and get used to it, okay?" "Okay, daddy." Upon hearing this, he froze with a gasp, blinking several times, unable to advert his gaze from the small pony in his arms. "Did...did you just call me daddy?" Silver blushed. "It's what the people told me before they brought me to you, that you were adopting me as your daughter..." Chris mulled this over a bit, understanding where she's coming from that he basically did adopt her which would make him her adoptive father. "I never intentionally meant for that, but it does make sense, so I guess I am your daddy." he smiled suddenly having a pony for a daughter, and only held Silver closer. "Thanks," she hugged him around the neck in a loving embracing, nuzzling her cheek against his. "Don't mention it." Chris took a couple of carrots for Silver to eat as he began to lead her around the house. It didn't last long since his parents happened to pull up into the driveway just as soon as he started. "Okay, house tour will have to wait. My parents just got home." "Is that bad?" "Well, I didn't exactly tell them I was ordering a pony, so I don't know how they'll react to you." he looked down to see his unlikely daughter staring back at him. "At much as I am happy to have you here, It's gonna take some getting used to, to suddenly being a father." Chris stated as he set Silver down on the couch. "Now wait here while I try to explain this to my parents." Silver nodded as Chris headed for the door where his father began to knock loudly. "Hey, mom! Hey, dad!" Chris said a bit nervously with a slight chuckle as he opened the door. His father sighed. He had a blonde goatee, glasses, a fluffy head of blonde hair "What did you do now?" he asked sternly in that same cold voice Chris knew all too well. "I um...yesterday-" "I'm talking about today, not yesterday!" he scolded, arms crossed as he wore a stern expression meaning he meant business. "Anyway, what I got in he mail was uh...this thing where you would go onto the computer and create a pony, and-" His father grunted and rolled his eyes at the pony part. "I don't have time for this!" He pushed past Chris and entered the house. Chris rolled his eyes and turned around to see his father staring in Silver's direction. "What the fuck is that!?" "She's what I was trying to tell you about! But you didn't listen!" Chris sighed and lifted Silver into his arms. "What is it?" his mother asked when she finally entered the house. She had long brown hair, which she had braided at the back, and she had blue eyes, topped off with a few freckles. Her face was blank until she saw Silver. "OH MY GOSH SHE'S SO CUTE!" she squealed and took Silver from Chris's arms. Silver only giggled to her reaction. "Where did find her!? Did you order her?" She asked as she ran across Silver's back who wore a smile as she did so. "Wait!" Chris's father began. "You mean to tell me you ordered one of these pony...things without our permission!?" he roared, his voice didn't shake the house in any way, but it shook Chris's soul a bit. Chris only looked down in shame, confirming his answer as a yes to his father. "Well, we can't keep it." "Harold!" his mother interjected. "Of course we're keeping her! Do you know what happens to the unwanted ponies!?" Harold rolled his eyes, knowing that his wife was the only one who dared to argue with him, and most of the time, she was the winner of the fight. "Yeah, I read up a bit about these things..." "We're not getting rid of her! Chris, take her upstairs, I need a talk with your father." Chris nodded and took Silver from his mothers arms and made his way up the stairs. He closed the door behind him once inside his room. "Why does your dad not like me?" Silver asked worryingly. "He hates everybody except for mom, so don't feel too left out." Chris chuckled slightly. "You like me, right, daddy?" "Well of course I like you!" Chris hugged his most unlikely daughter, with her head on his shoulder. "Thanks," she said hugging him back around the neck in a loving embrace, softly nuzzling his cheek. "I love you, daddy!" He smiled again, slightly tightening his hug. "I love you too, Silver, very much." he kissed her head and gazed into those white irises once again. He wasn't sure about being a father all of a sudden, but when this little filly came into his life no longer than twenty minutes ago, he dedicated himself to take care of her to the bet of his ability. Even though he didn't feel ready for it, being referred to as the father by his creation brought a smile to his face. Silver smiled as she remained hugging her father, until something caught her eye. "Hey, dad?" "Yeah, Silver?" "What's that thing?" she pointed to the computer which sat on the desk on the other side of the room. He thought about it for a second, about all the dangers that could be around every corner on the internet, and the thought of his little girl being hurt in anyway ached his heart. There was also the fear of her suddenly getting attached to it if she ever learned to use it. "Oh, that? I don't think I should show you that...maybe later, okay?" "Okay. What is that really small thing next to it?" she asked as she pointed a grey hoof at the small red iPod next to the computer with a white pair of earphones next to it. "Oh, that I can show you!" he smirked a little smirk as he walked over and picked it up. "You're going to love this!" he checked to make sure the ear buds were clean before placing them in his Silver's ears, and turned on the song: "The Drug in me is you" by "Falling in Reverse." About ten seconds into the song, Silver's eyes slowly widened, and a smile spread across her cheeks. Chris sat down on the bed with Silver i his lap who was tapping her front hooves along with the drums, and began to sing as the chorus came around the third time. "Trying to consume..." she sang quietly. Chris joined in. "The drug in me is you!" Then they both sang; "I'm so high on misery, can't you see-ee!?" As soon as the song was over, Chris turned off the his iPod. "That was fun!" Silver giggled and laid on her back across Chris's lap. "But, what is a drug?" she asked curiously. "Drugs are bad things that you will be in so much trouble if I ever caught you using, but I know my little filly won't do that, right?" he tickled Silver's stomach. "Noo, stahp, that tickles!!" she laughed joyfully as she squirmed to get Chris away from her belly. Chris stopped with a slight chuckle. "So, was he basically calling this woman a drug? He's a guy and this sounds like it's supposed to be a love song..." "Yes, drugs are bad, but he was using it as a reference to show how much he loves this woman, since it is a love song. Silly filly!" Chris laughed a little and gave a slight ruffle to Silver's silky mane. "Then you're my drug, because I love you daddy!" she hugged Chris tight around the neck again. "I love you too, Silver. Very much." he hugged his daughter back, smiling happier than before. "Thanks for being my dad." she said softly which only made him smile more. "Anytime, my little filly."