“Hmph, there ain’t nothin’ you can do. I don’t like it.”
“Ma, quit it. This nice young filly has offered to help and we could~~”
“Didn’t you hear me mom? It’s a he! He’s a he!” Giles says suddenly.
“Oh? My goodness, how very rude of me dear. Please forgive me.” the mom pony says quickly to Emerald giving him a pleading look, and then turning to her son quickly with a look of anger, “And don’t you dare interrupt me while I’m speaking. You may be as big as me now, but I could still bend you over my knee if I have to.”
Praline giggles, and Giles turns his head away.
“A colt, are ya?” The Grandma says staring appraisingly.
“I… Err, yes. I am?”
The Grandma stares for a few more seconds, and then gets up and starts walking to the door and says, “Fine, he can stay for a bit. But he’s gotta work to earn his bed, alright?”
“But Grandma~~” Giles starts.
“Don’t ‘but grandma’ me young man.” The older mare says, “I said it and it’s final. Now don’t bug me. I’m going to take my morning walk. Think I’ll go down to the trading post and see if we got mail.”
The grandma slowly makes her way to the door and leaves, and after the door shuts behind her the mom says, “Well Emerald. It’s time we got started on afternoon chores. I’m sure Praline would appreciate the help with the animals and the weeding, and Giles could certainly use the help~~”
“W-what? No way I’m taking him with me on chores!” Giles yells.
“Giles, what did I just get done saying? Honestly, what has gotten into you boy?” The mom mare says staring at Giles again, “Anyway, his chores are a bit… Intense for someone who isn’t used to the farm life. If you’d like, you could also stick around here with me and help with the cooking. You are our guest, I’ll let you decide.”
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