Hot Head: This storm is ridiculous
 
Lucky: Mmhm. I can’t believe you were gonna walk home on your own
 
Amber: I could’ve made it. You two worry too much
 
Lucky: Of course we do. We’d be lost without you
 
Amber: Eh, fair enough chuckles
 
Hot Head: Are we almost home? It’s FREEZING! Am I the only one who thinks so???
 
Lucky: Yes we’re almost home. Chill.
 
Hot Head: Really? Puns?
 
Amber: …………. did you two hear that?
 
Hot Head: What?
 
Amber: Shhh………….. it sounds like crying
 
Lucky: I-I hear it too
 
Amber: walks towards and alley and gasps
 
Lucky: W-what is it?
 
Amber: It’s a foal!
 
Hot Head: Who would leave a foal out here???
 
Foal: crying
 
Amber: Shhh, it’s okay, it’s okay.
 
Lucky: We need to get it to the hospital!
 
Amber: I don’t think she’ll make it if we try go all the way back there. We’re so much closer to home
 
Lucky: Well what do we do with her when we get back?
 
Amber: I can take care of her
 
Hot Head: A-are you sure?
 
Amber: Yes, I’m positive. Now come on! She needs to get out of this cold  

 
Amber: Hot Head, get some blankets please
 
Hot Head: Mmhm flies to a different room
 
Amber: Lucky, get my stethoscope and thermometer
 
Lucky: nods and runs upstairs
 
Amber: You’re gonna be alright little one. I promise puts ear on her chest Sounds okay. You’re very cold though. How long were you out there, huh?
 
Foal: sniffs
 
Lucky: Here you go Amber
 
Amber: Thanks checks foal’s heartbeat ……….. it’s steady. That’s a relief.
 
Hot Head: Here’s the blankets!
 
Amber: Perfect. sits on couch and pulls the foal by her
 
Hot Head: I-is she gonna be okay?
 
Amber: It looks like it. She just needs to be kept warm……… and fed! Oh my gosh, what do we give her?
 
Hot Head: W-we have milk in the fridge
 
Lucky: That won’t do any good. Foals usually nurse or have formula right?
 
Amber: Right…….. I guess we Oh!
 
Lucky: Huh?
 
Amber: I’m really sorry but there’s nothing in there, sweetheart.
 
Hot Head: looks away
 
Amber: pauses O-oh…… or maybe there is? What the
 
Lucky: Amber, are you…. pregnant?
 
Amber: NO! I’m not!
 
Lucky: But, you shouldn’t be able to nurse otherwise. Right?
 
Amber: Not necessarily……… Must be the clovers I’ve been eating
 
Lucky: ….. They can do that?
 
Amber: Mmhm. Lots of photoestrogens
 
Lucky: Weird. Well, she’s fed. So what now?
 
Amber: Hm…. We should definitely get her to a doctor. It’s way too cold now though. I think the best thing to do is keep her here overnight and then take her to the hospital first thing tomorrow morning.
 
Lucky: Sounds good
 
Foal: stops nursing and begins to cry
 
Amber: pulls foal into her arms O-oh no, I’m sorry. I don’t have any more……… Maybe we should leave as soon as this storm lets up. I don’t think I have enough food for her.
 
Hot Head: What do you mean? You have to!
 
Amber: It’s not like I’m this filly’s actual mother. My body wasn’t prepared to have to take care of one.
 
Hot Head: groans Is she gonna be okay then?
 
Amber: I hope so. I’ll just keep trying to get her to nurse until we can leave. You two can go to bed. I’ll wake you up when it looks safe to go. I’ll probably need help that’s why.
 
Lucky: Alright. C’mon Hot Head
 
Hot Head: ……. mmkay
 
Lucky and Hot Head go upstairs
 
Amber: sighs You’re gonna be just fine. I promise
 
Foal: makes baby noises
 
Amber: How in Equestria could your parents just throw you away? You’re so precious.
 
Foal: gurgles
 
Amber: And beautiful. Just look at you. You look like an angel. Oh and your wing! It’s got a little gold feather
 
Foal: grabs Amber’s face
 
Amber: Nnngh…. I wanna keep you so badly. But….. I’m sure you’ll find a great family in no time. There’s no way child services would let me adopt a newborn at my age…….. are you even listening?
 
Foal: ……..
 
Amber: lifts up foal’s mane and chuckles Looks like you’re all tuckered out. Get some rest, this is just the beginning kisses her on the forehead  

 
Amber: Hello, doctor
 
Doctor: Hello my dear. What brings you here? You’re not working right now are you? I thought you left for home a few hours ago
 
Amber: I did, but on the way, Hot Head Lucky and I found this foal. Her parents weren’t anywhere in sight
 
Doctor: Oh my, we’ll get her checked out immediately! waves a nurse down This foal needs a post-birth eval right now. Go ahead and get started
 
Nurse: nods and takes foal from Amber
 
Foal: begins crying as she’s taken away
 
Amber: I …………. oh….
 
Doctor: Why did it take you so long to bring her here?
 
Amber: …….. Huh? O-oh, we didn’t think she’d make it if we took her all the way back here from where we found her with the storm and all. Our house was closer
 
Doctor: Did she seem to be okay after you brought her home?
 
Amber: nods She was just really cold and hungry. We kept her warm and fed her. Afterwards she seemed just fine. It was a miracle.
 
Doctor: And what did you feed her?
 
Amber: ……… I fed her…… “naturally”.
 
Doctor: …… Ah
 
Amber: Another sort of miracle I guess, huh?
 
Doctor: Indeed. Well, we promise that we’ll do our best to take care of her
 
Amber: Thank you
 
Doctor: Y’know, if her parents don’t come to pick her up and if we don’t find any records of her, she’ll need a name. I think it’d be fitting if you were the one to think of it.
 
Amber: Really?
 
Doctor: Of course
 
Amber: Hmmmmm…. how about, Angel Feather?