Plaid: …Oh you bet, Daddy C.! She’s not even multitasking. She’s non-tasking! Even the filly seems to have stopped headbanging in there for the moment!
Northern: Cousin! Hey! Cousin! Cousin! Look!
Saffron: Hmmmm…mmm? Oh…that’s nice, dear…very nice…
Northern: Hey Plaidmom! Roland thinks he’ll catch Benny, but Benny can fly way, WAY up higher than Roland can jump!
Plaid: Just a second, lil’ man, I’m on the phone.
Northern: And then Multimegashredder comes in and BAM!
Plaid: Hang on, Cori…yeah, Multimegashredder, bite ‘em!
Northern: Silly Plaidmom, Multimegashredder has no teeth. She has a horn!
Plaid: Oh right. I was thinking of Bernard.
Northern: (sigh) Nooooo.
Plaid: Well, rock on, not-Bernard. Show ‘em who’s boss!
Saffron: Hmmmmm… Maybe YOU’D like to show ME who’s boss later tonight?
Plaid: I wouldn’t miss it, babe, but I’m kinda still on the phone with your dad…hehe…you were saying, Sir?…Reeeeecap! This pic is based on yet another spirited conversation with Gp3119. Northern Song is Saffron’s little cousin whom she and Plaid are raising. The result of Saffi’s pregnancy (and the fate off her shirt) can be seen here: Samosa Stripes (OC)mlp:fim = Hasbro/FaustAnd all because it occurred to me that Saffi would look pretty with her mane down. X3