Even after the pair of ponies finally made it home Charity was still crying on about where her daddy was. Her coat was stained with tears and her faced turned crimson red from the bout of crying. Cheerilee tried everything she could think of to console her daughter, but nothing seemed to calm the situation. The mother did the only thing she could do at this point and offered Charity to tell her about her daddy.
*Charity sniffs as she finishes crying* "Really mommy? You'll tell me where daddy is?"
"Yes my little one just settle down and I'll say what there is to say. You see Charity I found you on a very special day. I found you by yourself as a tiny foal. You were all on your own and..."
As soon as Cheerilee mentioned Charity was found alone her daughter interrupted her with all sorts of questions why. Cheerilee finally broke down and explained that Charity has real parents somewhere who might not be the nicest ponies. Charity began to cry again as she realized her mommy and daddy didn't want her, but Cheerilee quickly reassured her that maybe her mom was just in a bad situation, and that her daddy could be looking for her this very moment. Charity calmed down a bit because of her mom's kind words and also because she had become tired of crying so much. Cheerilee continued on to explain how this doesn't mean she loves Charity any less and that Charity is no less special than any other pony for this matter. What was a originally a short explanation to calm her daughter quickly turned into over an hour long conversation about the important things in life. The sun was beginning to set and the light inside the house was starting to fade so Cheerilee told her daughter:
"Well I think that's plenty of talking for now sweetie. How about we get washed up for dinner?"
"Okay mommy. Thanks for answering my questions. I think I'll be okay, and maybe tomorrow we can go looking for mommy and daddy?"
"Umm... sure Charity we can try looking but lets not get too excited too soon. Now go clean your coat and mane and I'll get started making some delicious food."
"Yay! Okay mommy!"
Charity trotted off to go wash up and Cheerilee started making daffodil and wildflower sandwiches. Upon her returned Charity climbed on top of a normal chair instead of climbing into her special high chair.
"Please mommy can I sit like a big pony now? You even said today I'm turning into a big pony!"
"But it's still not safe to... I mean you could still hurt..."
" Plllleeeeeaaaassssseee mommy?"
"Oh alright I guess. Just be very careful and keep your balance."
Her daughter's face lit up with joy and Cheerilee hadn't seen this much excitement in Charity since the day she able to walk on her own. Her little orange filly bounced with joy in her "big pony" chair as she anxiously awaited for dinner to be served. Charity thoroughly enjoyed her new found freedom from the high chair as it restricted her movement, and made her feel like a baby pony. When her mother finally came over and put her plate on the table Charity almost lost her balance when she reached for the scrumptious looking sandwich. She managed to catch herself on the edge of the table but she was shaking heavily as she struggled to maintain her posture.
"Mommy some help please."
"Don't worry Charity mommy is here I got you. There there everything is alright now."
Cheerilee had rushed over in an instant and pushed the chair closer for Charity. She then went over to her spot at the table and the two began to eat. Charity tried to get some more questions about her real mommy and daddy in during the meal but Cheerilee kept telling her she learned enough for today. Once all the food was finished Cheerilee began cleaning up and made Charity go off to brush her teeth and get ready for bed. After putting away the dishes Cheerilee thought it was awfully quiet in the house so she walked over to her daughter's room to check on her. The day at the park must have tuckered her out because Charity was already sound asleep in her bed. This usually required reading her a bedtime story along with multiple requests from her mother to please get some sleep. A cold draft of air rushed through the room and Charity shivered as she laid on her bed. Cheerilee brought the blanket over her and better tucked the little filly into bed. It felt great to get the truth about Charity's parents off of her chest, but Cheerilee knew this only meant Charity would eventually want to get to the bottom of it all, but not even Cheerilee was sure she was ready to know all the answers. With a final goodnight kiss on her forehead Cheerilee left her daughter to sleep peacefully as she went off to her own room to rest as well.
After several hours of sleep had passed by. Charity started having a nightmare about some of the things her mom told her. She didn't know where she was, but it was dark, scary, and Charity felt lost and alone. These were feelings she wasn't used to because Cheerilee was always there to comfort her but not this time. Charity ran around aimlessly in the darkness as she called out for her mommy who never responded. She could only hear an evil pony laughing off in the distance. The voice kept mocking her telling Charity to give up and go away as nobody wants her not even her own parents. Charity kept crying out that wasn't true and that her mommy definitely wanted her. All of a sudden Charity's running led her to a dead end with a big trash dumpster. A mysterious force then grabbed a hold of her as that same mocking voice said she should be thrown out like yesterday's trash since nobody wants her. The lid opened up and the mysterious force let go of Charity causing her to fall into dumpster. She is now falling down farther and faster with each passing moment into what seems like a bottomless pit.