Hot Head: Mommy, Mommy, Mommy! Ca
 
Candle: Quiet down Hot Head. Mommy’s got a migraine.
 
Hot Head: Sorry.
 
Candle: What do you want?
 
Hot Head: Can we go play outside? I wanna try flying!
 
Candle: Hot Head, we’ve been over this before. Mommy and Daddy can’t fly so we can’t teach you.
 
Hot Head: Well can’t we go outside?
 
Candle: Ask your father.
 
Hot Head: shakes head
 
Candle: Why not?
 
Hot Head: mumbles and kicks at the floor
 
Candle: rubs her temples You really want to fly, huh?
 
Hot Head: nods
 
Candle: sighs I suppose we could get you flight lessons.
 
Hot Head: Really?
 
Candle: Why not? Let me just ask your father. mumbles Like that’ll do anything. walks out of her room to find Flashpoint
 
Hot Head: Yay!
 
Candle: Flashpoint dear? Where are you? spots him at the counter doing bills Ah, there you are.
 
Flashpoint: What is it?
 
Candle: Our son wants to learn how to fly so
 
Flashpoint: Tell him we went over this. We can’t teach him how to fly.
 
Candle: I’m not finished. Our son wants to learn how to fly so I was thinking we could send him up to Cloudsdale for flying lessons.
 
Flashpoint: Do you have any idea how expensive that will be? He can’t have flying lessons.
 
Candle: Dear
 
Flashpoint: Money’s tight right now, dear. He doesn’t need to know how to fly anyways.
 
Candle: Fine rolls eyes You heard your father. Come Hot Head. Let’s go outside.
 
Hot Head: follows Candle to their yard
 
Candle: Alright. We’re outside. Go play or whatever.
 
Hot Head: But I wanna play with you…
 
Candle: Hot Head, I already told you Mommy has a migraine.
 
Hot Head: ……………
 
Candle: Aaaaand you don’t know what that means. What I meant to say is that Mommy has a really bad headache right now.
 
Hot Head: Ooooh…
 
Candle: I’ll be right here. Go play with your toys.
 
Hot Head: Mmkay…
 
Candle: Good boy.
 
Hot Head: trots off and starts picking up some of his toys
 
Candle: starts drifting off to sleep  

 
Hot Head: starts screaming and crying
 
Candle: wakes up Huh? Wha? sees Hot Head curled up on the ground Hot Head! Sweetie are you okay?
 
Hot Head: M-mommy holds out hoof that’s bleeding
 
Candle: What did you do?
 
Hot Head: I-I was trying to fly so I jumped from that tree and
 
Candle: You jumped from the tree??? Hot Head are you crazy???
 
Hot Head: I-I’m sorry, Mommy. I just really
 
Flashpoint: What’s going on out here?
 
Candle: stands up keeping Hot Head under her
 
Flashpoint: sees Hot Head’s hoof What did you do??? Are you going to have to go to the hospital again. If you do I swear to Celestia
 
Candle: Dear, leave him alone.
 
Flashpoint: Stand up boy!
 
Hot Head: stands up keeping little pressure on his hoof
 
Flashpoint: Good. You’re costing us so much money with all your hospital trips
 
Candle: It wasn’t his fault. I fell asleep and wasn’t watching him.
 
Flashpoint: Of course. I should’ve known. In the future make sure to keep an eye on your son.
 
Candle: My son?
 
Flashpoint: Yes your son! You gave birth to him!
 
Candle: Excuse me but you’re the one who wanted a foal in the first place! You know very well I didn’t want any kids!
 
Flashpoint: You never said that!
 
Candle: Yes I did! You never listen! Look, bottom line is he is just as much your son as he is mine. Having a foal is a team effort!
 
Flashpoint: I don’t have time for this. I’m going inside. walks away
 
Candle: Don’t just walk away from me!
 
Flashpoint: continues walking
 
Candle: Whatever. turns attention back to Hot Head
 
Hot Head: shaking
 
Candle: I’m sorry you had to see that Hot Head. Are you okay?
 
Hot Head: nods
 
Candle: Do you need to go to the hospital?
 
Hot Head: shakes head
 
Candle: Are you sure? Don’t just say that because of what dad said about the hospital. You’re more important. Can you stand on your leg?
 
Hot Head: puts more weight on his leg and winces Yes
 
Candle: …………….. okay…. Let me go get you a bandage for that cut
 
Hot Head: Mommy……?
 
Candle: Yes? What do you need?
 
Hot Head: Do you… not want me?
 
Candle: Oh Hot Head… Look, when me and and your father got married, I didn’t want kids. That’s true. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want you now. Okay?
 
Hot Head: What about daddy?
 
Candle: …………………………. I…. don’t know. I’m sure he cares. But he’s been very concerned about money lately. He’s trying his best to make sure that we get by.
 
Hot Head: Okay………
 
Candle: Now sit right here, okay? I’m going to get you a bandage.
 
Hot Head: nods
 

 
A very fiery family
 
This little accident is why Hot Head wears tape on his leg. He had actually broken it and didn’t treat it fast enough so the bone didn’t heal properly. Without the extra support that the tape supplies, Hot Head has a limp.
 
At least 1/4 of the orphan’s parents had to be buttholes XD