Roger Moore's Horn is Fake and Filly Fleur Dis Lee Travels to the Moon with Luna

Fleur Dis Lee wiped her forehead with her hoof and walked out of the bathroom tired and sweating. Everypony had vanished from the long table they had all feasted at and by the look of the sky outside from the window, it was night time. They were probably all sleeping. Mrs. Tred hadn't even waited up for her to finish. Not that she ever did..

Lee stocked the mop, bucket, Kaboom Foamtastic™, and the scrubber back into the closet. She washed her hooves in the drip-drop sink that sat in the kitchen with the cold water. The sink didn't have any warm water, because in the orphanage, the plumbers were lousy because Mrs. Tred did not want to pay them to do a good job, so they were left with cold water that drip-dropped out of rusty pipes. Off to bed she went, her tummy still hollow with hunger. She rolled into her tattered quilt and pounded her head into her down feather pillow. Slowly, she drifted off to sleep.

Moore roamed Ponyville through the night, the sound of Timber Wolves howling through the air. A breeze also lingered, making goosebumps form on his pelt, right next to his splinters that dug deep.

"Just.. Wanna.. Go.. Home," he sputtered, his legs nearly collapsing from exhaustion. "Wanna be normal human again.." His bagging eyes ran over a sign that read "The Foal Bunch Orphanage Home." He smiled wide. "This thing looks like it's been abandoned for ages! Maybe I can rest here." Luckily, the doors were knobless so he could enter without the fiasco from previously happening again. He walked quietly in the dusty facility and blindly into a room full or resting fillies and colts. "Oh god! I'm in an active orphanage." Moore panicked quietly. He ran toward the door which "helpfully" had knobs on the inside.

"Now how the hell does that even make any sense?" he demanded. He was sure that if he tried to bust the door open, it would awake the owner of the place. Besides, he didn't feel as if he had enough strength to bust the door. "S-surely there has to be a place where I can rest without being seen?" Moore's eyes traveled around the room. They planted on the bathroom door. Yes, it would be nasty, but he had to sleep somewhere. Luckily, the bathroom door didn't have knobs. He pushed himself in and sat inside a cubicle, which was pleasantly clean and closed his eyes in the hope that he would fall asleep.

Lee's eyes fluttered to awaken her. Sunlight streamed through the window and touched her pink mane warmly. She jumped out of her bed and rushed to the dining hall for breakfast, seeing that the other children had already raced out of their resting places. She sat down at one of the last empty seats and waited for E. Coli to bring them the food.

"Alright kiddies. Here you go," the old earth pony said in a witch-like tone. She set a tray of runny eggs, milk, and bacon at the table and smiled with crooked teeth. "Enjoy your meal."

Orange Flare, an orphanage colt, cleared his throat softly. "Um.. E. Coli.. We can't eat this stuff. Save for the milk."

"Uh... Eh.. Why not child?"

"Well, ponies don't eat meat." The colt glared at the eggs and the bacon. "I thought you would know that.. How did you even get this?"

E. Coli ignored the question as Mrs. Tred pushed past her, her tail erected high in the air.

"You will eat the damn food and you will like it." She ordered.

The unicorns picked their forks up and jabbed awkwardly at the mushy eggs. The pegasi and earth ponies looked at the bacon. Cucumber, a filly, licked it, and the rest of the foals around her shrieked.

"I think I'd rather drink the bleach from the supply closet," Lee whispered to Lemon Peel, a filly. "This stuff doesn't even look edible."

"Well who's stopping you?" Mrs. Tred said creepily, reaching her head down to cut between the brisk conversation.

"I  have to use the bathroom," Lee announced nervously, dashing toward the destination. She pushed the door open and ran inside a stall. "GAHHHH!" she screamed.

Moore was awoken by her screech. His eyes shot open as he started to scream too.

When Lee realized who it was she stopped screaming, but her heart was still rapidly pounding. "Why are you in the mare's bathroom?!"

"Why are you in an orphanage?!"

"Do I really have to explain that to you?!"

Moore ran out of the stall quickly and pressed his back against the drip-drop sinks.

"Why the hay is going on in here?" Mrs. Tred walked into the bathroom to see a full grown stallion pressing himself against the walls and a filly screaming once more. She walked over to Moore. "Who the hell are you?"

"Um.. Uh.. Um.."

"Why are you in a mare's bathroom?" She shot.

"I uh I-"

"I care deeply about the foals, colts, and fillies that go here, and I will not-"

"No you don't," Lee interrupted her.

"Excuse me?" Mrs. Tred turned to her.

"You don't deeply about us. You don't even care at all!" The filly bravely barked. "You treat us like poop!"

Moore couldn't help giggling about that fact that Lee had replaced the word "crap" with "poop" to suit her age.

"Sweetheart I love you." Mrs. Tred reached for her in a hug but Lee slapped her in the wrist, making her quickly pull them away.

"You make us clean and work and then you serve us food that'll kill us in the long run." Now she was speaking more adult. "I want out of this orphanage! I'm never coming back!" With that, she ran out the bathroom and the orphanage.

Mrs. Tred looked at Moore. "I have no idea where this is-"

"Drop the act," Moore shot, although he really had no proof to determine who was lying and who was telling the truth. He dashed out of the bathroom as well, following after the filly.

"Did we just forget about the stallion in the mare's room incident?" Mrs. Tred called angrily.

Lee raced as far as he tiny legs would carry her. Ponies past her in a flash, but she didn't care to say anything. Courage pounded deep in her heart as she neared closer to the Everfree Forest. Moore caught up to her just barely and grabbed her before she could carelessly wonder into the forest.

"Are you okay?" he asked, the tiny child in his hooves.

Tears welled inside Lee's eyes, as she flopped her face into his chest.

Moore awkwardly rubbed her back. Sure, he was a father already, but he had never acted fatherly toward a pony. Well, he didn't even know ponies like this existed in real life. Just the ones that if you stood behind them, they'd break your face with their back leg. But the pony in his arms, crying and sobbing.. She was different.

"She's so mean!" Lee cried. "I hated her so much!"

"It's okay."

"No it's not." Lee tried to wipe some tears away with her arm but they wouldn't stop forming. "Where am I going to stay now? I can't go back! Mrs. Tred will hit me and torture me for the rest of my life!"

Moore's heart felt shattering. He felt so much pity for this little girl, despite all the names he had called her before. "You could stay with me," he said slowly. "And.. I could be your father."

Instantly, Lee stopped sniffing. She looked up at Moore, her eyes wide.

"Wheee! Thank you so much!" She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. Letting go, she stared back up at him again. "I promise I'll be the best daughter there ever was!"

"I'm sure." Moore smiled.

"You just have to promise me one thing though, okay?" Lee's mood instantly dropped back down to a dull sadness. "A-are you going to leave me like my real parents did?"