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Red Gemseed still hadn't come to terms with what all had happened at that strange party he, his brother and little sis had went too. It had all started out well and good but by the end of the night, things had just gotten strange and then suddenly things were just.....gone. Vanished. Poof. No more! Without a trace! Not even a stray fork or plate or or or SOMETHING! It was all just straight up unmistakably GONE. Red had awoken with the rest of the pae, finding himself on the floor of the jungle as if they had all fallen asleep....like some kind of...sleeping spell. Had that been it? Was it all just a strange dream?

It couldn't be....it had felt all too real.

The only good thing to come of it was that it was now over. He was back safe and sound on the new Apple Family Farm. Neither his sister or his brother had gotten hurt, they didn't lose too many apples and he had just finished putting up the barrel and straightening the barn when he decided to pop up into his room for a quick freshening up.

Except when he entered his room......there was a new surprise. Two new surprises in fact. Two little baby fauns, with bat like wings, a slender spaded tail, what looked like fuzzy ear tips and.......really creepy eyes. "Uh..." was the only thing the stallion could manage to utter at the moment.

Who on earth had left babies on his bed?! And....why....did one of them...look like him?

A LOT like him...

Reaching out slowly, Red attempted to.....well do something. Pick one up, touch it, stroke it, he had no idea! His mind was whirring a million miles a minute all full of questions that he found no answers for. "Where....did ya'll two....come from?" he gulped, eyes wide in shock as the stallion tried to process.

Wings.

Tails.

Fuzzy ears.

Red....

Oh great apple in the sky....where these his kids?!?!!? HAD HE SLEPT WITH ONE OF THOSE HEATHEN BLOOD PAE?!!!!!













The little grey faunlet had been sitting oh so very still on the bed where she had been placed next to her sister. Her pale green eyes gazed about the room like a solid sentry. Her purple fuzzy tipped ears had been listening to anything, everything she could pick up from beyond the door until the big red horned male arrived. Her head turned ever so slowly towards him, peering up at him, binki moving occasionally in rapid movements as she sucked upon it then stopped.

She seemed to eye him with as much interest as he did her, her little bat like wings giving a flicker every now and then. She reached up with her tiny fingers, grasping at him as his hand came near, before suddenly spitting out her pacifier and opening her mouth wide. An eerie noise issued forth, like that of a wail and a distant high pitched scream all at once before she shut her trap, grabbed up her binki and plopped it right back into her mouth to continue sucking away.

DJ yawned, having come upstairs to get his brother for a small bite to eat. He was super glad to be home now. Last night's endeavor had turned out to be a really crazy one. He had even made up his mind to completely forgo any more wild ideas of Granny's...

Thankfully, she too had found her way back home. But that odd Granny of theirs napped constantly. It's no wonder why she took so long getting back to mom and dad...

He passed Granny's room, shaking his head as he heard her loud snoring. He only guessed that their mom and dad had slept at the boutique that night. Guess they knew Granny's loud snoring would wake them up if she came home late. He chuckled inwardly at the thought only to cringe as a strange wail came from his brother's room.

"What the hay?" he half whispered before another followed. Tilting his head, he rapped his knuckles upon the door frame twice before nudging the door open. "Red? What's gotten' int--......." he blinked at the seemingly strange... babies?! his brother was holding. One looking oddly similar with its red and white pattern. "...-you!!?" he blinked, his eyes going wide a moment before he briskly slipped inside the room and shut the door, ear pressing to the wood a moment as he held his breath, only exhaling when he heard more snoring coming from Granny's room.

"What in the world, Red?!" he whispered loudly, twirling on his hooves and hands lifting to tug on his own ears. "Where did they come from?!"

Opal stared blankly at the male as he spoke to her. She fluttered her wings a bit more at him as he tried to comfort her. Suddenly the small pae was whipped around suddenly and found herself at the back of the big red one. A strange sound of confusion left the baby's lips as she tried to figure out what had happened.

Seeing that she was now facing her sister the red babie unable to notice how she was blending in was unsure of what made her sister start giggling. She started to wiggle her little fingers at her sister before she was abruptly swung around again and trust out to a new tall pad, this one was more white than the one that held her. She stared at the new arrival for a moment before starting to laugh hauntingly.

Red frowned when his brother hadn't believed him. Of course babies didn't just usually appear, he wasn't that dumb. But he was sure as heck he didn't pop these little two out in his sleep! "I'm telling you, they DID just appear! I went out of my room to check things, came back and there they was, just sitting on my bed!" he huffed, shaking his head. It wasn't the time to argue such silly things.

DJ was right.

He couldn't let his parents find these two fauns!

I mean, look at them! How would he explain this, so soon after that crazy party? And their WINGS! TAILS!

Oh great apple seeds, his parent's weren't the only things to worry about...

"DJ, we can't let ANYONE see them! Look at them!" he gasped, turning around and picking up the grey one, facing her to him as if to give DJ a clear view of their demon like wings and tails. "With what just happened to the tree...... I can't let them get hurt..." he said softly, now more so to himself.

Frantically, he began pacing back and forth, still holding the little grey baby close to his chest protectively while his brain whirred a million miles a minute.

"What about the barn?" he asked, looking up at DJ with a hopeful expression.



Pale green eyes had been fixed on DJ, but when the big red one picked her up, her fingers and hands retracted to her little body and she prepared to let out another wail....

....but didn't.

Instead she just stared at Red, oblivious to the fact she was being shoved out for display towards the white one. All she saw was that familiar red coat come closer as she was tucked up to the big ones chest. Her little fingers darted out to test him, poke him, but it didn't seem to be doing any good.

He was moving too fast in too short a direction before turning around and going back the other way. It confused the little faun and she frowned, wrinkling her face as she let out a shout of protest, trying to turn herself around to see what her sister was laughing at. When she couldn't quite see due to her cradled position, she began to fidget and fuss, kicking at Red and kicked out with her little hooves strongly.

DJ snapped his fingers. "THE BARN!" he harshly whispered then blinked. "Wait.... No." he frowned. He grumbled softly and flicked his tail in irritation. "Dad goes into the barn every day. It's an awesome idea, but he'd see them sooner or later if we hide them there...."

He cradled 'Mini-Red' a moment, oddly growing attached to the little ones too. They couldn't let anything happen to them... but they also couldn't let anyone see them, either.... Red was right. It was obvious that they weren't pure faun or fauny. They wouldn't be accepted in the tree in a calm and adoring fashion. They'd be.... well... he wasn't sure at this point. There were too many things at stake there...

He frowned a bit again then sighed. "I dunno, Red. If we ask mom or dad about what to do, they'd more than likely report this to the tree. And they'll be taken away. Who knows what'll happen to them then...."

He frowned again, calmly bouncing 'Mini-Red' in his arms a moment. It seemed like a natural reaction, at least. Thankfully, the little ones weren't making any obvious or loud noises. There was that at least...

A small, brief moment passed before the dim bulb of DJ's mind brightened with such intensity, his eyes even seemed to glow, 'IDEEEAAA~!' He was Rarity's son, after-all.

"Red! We can build our OWN barn!" he started, searching Red's face briefly for any sort of reaction. "Mom and dad would be expecting us to want to expand the farm soon. We're grown stallions now, it'll be completely understandable! AND we can keep the little ones in there!"

Little-Red as she had been dubbed was happily fiddling with the lock of weird yellow stuff she had obtained and gave it a few tugs as she was bounced. A creepy giggle escaped as she enjoyed the calming bounces. Just as the little faun was about to place the strange yellow stuff in her mouth she heard a strange moan from her sister.

Alarmed Opal attempted to twist to see her younger sister and began to wail or attempt to mimic the noise her sister was making. After all if that was what Lyssa was doing, she should probably be doing it too. As soon as her sister stopped making the noise she stopped and after a moment to make sure everything was okay again. She was back to playing with the funny yellow stuff.

The red stallion sighed. His brother had a point. And even on the off chance they decided -not- to tell the Chief, he certainly would hear ear fulls from both parents about this. No doubt either scolding him on the dangers of.........er......reproducing.... with strange pae at a strange haunted mansion, or constant fretting and fussing over him like he was the victim here.

Which maybe he kind of was, but not really. If anyone would be, it would be these two adorable....if not slightly odd little fauns he now had to claim responsibility of.

"Right, towels...lets see." the stallion rushed about, being mindful to hold the little grey on delicately while also digging through a pile of clothing and cloth strewn about on the floor. He finally found a pile of clothes and some dirty suspenders. He placed the grey one down in the basket next to her sister, grabbed a big pile of clothes to cover them.....then stopped.

"They.....need names." he mused aloud, mostly to himself, finally stopping to just smile and admire them. They certainly were unique, but not all in a bad way he decided. In fact, they were growing on him rather quickly.



This was strange....

She had been contentedly playing with silky purple strings and now she was in some kind of.....thing....with her sister. And the big things had weird stinky things that they seemed to want to toss on top of them. Was this some kind of game?

Unsure, Lyssa turned to her sister, reaching out with tiny grey fingers and babbled something in what sounded like the voice of several far away children. Not any audible or recognizable words, but that didn't stop her from going on and on, like she was having a serious debate with her red sister.

DJ couldn't help but grimace as they were nearly ready to sneak out. They couldn't control the noises the little ones made. They'd have to move fast. He turned to Red briefly as he picked up the basket and sighed.

"We'll worry about names later once we're in the clear." he whispered then headed for the door. Still whispering, he nodded towards the door to have Red open it. "We need to move fast, but if someone spots us, argue with me over something stupid... and do it loudly, yeh got it?" he sighed, hoping it wouldn't come down to that.

A small rattling rumble outside the door made him freeze a second until he recognized it as Granny's snoring. At least Granny was known to sleep like a rock. She'd be the one to be able to sleep through an earthquake, if they ever had one...

"C'mon. They're a little heavy together. Run ahead and open doors, will yah?"