Piqua, Ohio. February 14, 2002
It was a lovely day in Earth until a certain car was speeding in the hospital.
"Hurry up, Nate! It's coming faster than expected!" a woman said, while crouching her stomach, which was surprisingly big.
"I'm going as fast as I could, Mary!" Nate complained, while parking to a free spot in the parking lot. He carried his wife and ran to the front desk.
"Hello, sir. What is your business here?" the receptionist said.
"I'm Nate Cunningham and this is my wife, Mary Cunningham. She's pregnant, and we need help!" Nate panted.
"Hold on. We got a pregnant woman!" the receptionist called, as other doctors pulled a stretcher. They put Mary on it, and ran off with her. Nate followed her.
"I will wait for you, Mary." he said, as he stopped while the others went to the emergency room. He went back to the lobby, sat on a chair, and got some ear buds and his phone. He searched through songs until he found the one he was looking for, and pressed "Play".
2 hours later...
The nurse came back with a smile on her face.
"Good news, Mr. Cunningham. You got to see this." she said, while leading Nate to where Mary was. He saw Mary yawning, as the doctor carried something in a blanket, and gave it to Mary. It was a baby.
"Oh, Nate. It's a bundle of joy. What should we call him?" Mary spoke up.
"How about George Cunningham?" Nate suggested.
"Good choice, Nate." Mary smiled.
Later, at the Cunningham residence...
"Here is your new home, George!" the couple said, as they entered their home. It consisted a living room, a kitchen, two rooms, and a lot more. They walked to a cyan painted room, which had a window and a crib. They put George on it, and as he slept peacefully, the couple later went to their beds and slept peacefully.
Several months later...
It was hard work. A baby crying for most of the day, that was exhausting. Mary carried the baby while walking. As for Nate, he had to do some paperwork. It was easy at first, but with all the crying, not so much. He then drove out of the house, and two minutes later, came back in with sleeping pills. He put them on George's baby bottle of milk and put it on the baby's mouth. After tasting it, George closed his eyes and snored. The couple nodded, as they went back to their business.
"Nate. I heard that our neighbors recently got their own kids, too. Perhaps we could see them?" Mary asked.
"Of course. We have ours, and they have theirs." Nate stated, as they went into another house, and were greeted by many other families.
"Nate! Mary! You made it! And you have your baby!" Alvin Jefferson greeted.
"Well, where are the other babies? I'm sure they would make great friends." Mary replied.
"They are over there." Sid Watterson answered, pointing to a huge crib, which had all the babies. Nate put George on it.
"Hmm?" one baby said.
"Ooh!" another said, pointing to George. They all crawled toward him, which had a confused look. Suddenly, he had the idea they were greeting him, and held out his hand. A third baby shook it, and they all beamed smiles as the adults admired the scene.
"What are their names?" Mary asked.
"There's Pavilion, Jenny, Jason, Freddy, Simon, Johnny, Ray, Henry, and a whole lot of others." Danny Bitmap said.
"Wow! That's nice!" Mary complimented.
"Say, maybe in a few years, we should get them ready for preschool in a few years together?" Fred Johnson planned.
"Sounds like a plan," Nate said, as the others nodded in agreement.
For the babies, they were all greeting each other. They all then started to make noises, getting the grown-ups' attention.
"Mama. Dada." George said.
"Did you hear that, Nate? Our baby said his first words!" Mary cried.
"Yep, and I just recorded it!" Nate replied while holding a camera.
"Mom," Jenny said.
"Dad," Diddy called.
"Wow! This is spreading like wildfire!" Jim Thompson said.
Suddenly, the babies began speaking out their first words, and the adults watched in amazement. Then it started getting dark.
"We'd better go now. It's getting late." Nate said, as he and his wife grabbed George and went back to their houses along with the other families. George waved to the babies, as they waved back.
At that night, Nate, Mary, and their new baby headed home. They went to a room with a toy chest, a soft desk, little soft chairs, and stuffed animals. Mary put George on the crib, and they headed off to their room to sleep.
3 years later...
"Hi, Mommy! Hi, Daddy!" George chirped.
"Hello, George. Are you ready for your first day at preschool?" Nate said.
"I don't know, Daddy. Obviously, those kids might treat me like a pariah for no reason."
"Not to worry, George. It takes time to know one another." Mary agreed.
"Um, okay," George said, while getting his backpack, and heading out to the car. A few minutes later, they arrived at the preschool. The sign said "Creek Evans Preschool". The trio walked to Room 135. George's teacher was by the door.
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Cunningham. I'm Mrs. Blaze," she said while shaking hands with the adults. She then noticed the boy. "So, this must be George."
"Yes, that's me," George said.
"Well, your desk is over there." Mrs. Blaze replied, pointing to a desk that said "George Cunningham". George sat on it, and saw some of his friends around him.
"Hi, George!" they said.
"Lindsey! Jake! Darwin! Jack!" George called.
"How are you doing?" Darwin asked.
"Good. Where are the rest of the kids?" George asked.
"There are in different classrooms. Maybe at lunch, we could see the others." Jack answered.
George then went to the lunchroom. He was carrying a lunchbox with a picture of Mario on it. He then found his friends at a lunch table.
"What's up?" George called.
"Good," Lindsey answered.
"There is this new girl in school. Maybe you can ask her out?" Owen asked.
"Are you kidding me? Not yet!" George squealed.
"Come on, George. You gotta sweat the small stuff! Plus, I heard she liked boys!" Jake teased.
"Yeah, only rich boys," George muttered.
"But I've heard she also likes George!" Cody cried.
This made George brighten up a bit. "Really?!? How?!?"
"I don't know, dude. But you shouldn't be pushy on her." Elliot commented.
"You're right. I haven't even met her yet!" George said.
"Perhaps we can wait for a little bit for the school year to be near Christmas?" Cody suggested.
"Good idea. But maybe a few of us could help you become prepared to have a conversation with a girl?" Helen asked.
"Okay." George agreed.
"Alright. Get your parents' permission to go to our houses." Zeke said.
"And while in there, we can also become of assistance," Lindsey said, as the others nodded.
"Thanks, guys." George blushed.
George was walking down on the streets after school, on the way to his house. However, on the way, a faint whimpering could be heard, and George decided to look around. He then saw something inside the bushes. He saw some sort of pony shivering inside the bush. The pony had some red mane, along with a big pink bow.
"What the heck?" George was confused.
The pony then saw George then started to stare at him in wonder.
"Uh, why are you looking at me like that?" The boy asked.
"Oh, sorry about that. My name is Apple Bloom." the pony introduced herself.
"Name's George. What are you doing around here?"
"Long story short, a few of my friends accidentally cast a portal to some random world, and I got sucked right into it." Apple Bloom answered.
"I see. I guess you never saw my species before." George asked.
"You can say that."
"Look, as much as I can help with you, I have to get to my house." George then ran past Apple Bloom, and turned around. "I hope you woul--"
George then saw that Apple Bloom suddenly disappeared. He looked around, but he didn't see her anywhere. He shrugged it off, as he ran back to his house.
A couple of years later...
"Good morning, Mom. Good morning, Dad," George said as he walked out of his room.
"Morning, George. I see you have learned how to get out of your bed." Nate greeted.
"Yes. I managed to take extra precautions." George replied, showing the mattress around his bed.
"Wow. How are you doing at school so far?" Mary asked.
"It's been good. I've been successful in my education, and I've made lots of friends."
"That's good," Nate said. "Say, you know what today is? It's special!"
"You mean it's time for my eighth birthday?" George asked excitedly.
The couple nodded in agreement as George beamed happily.
"Well, it's time for my school day to begin!" he said, as he grabbed his backpack, opened the main door, and exited the house.
"I think we should tell our friends about this," Mary said.
"OK." Nate agreed.
Author's Note
Had a long time coming. I wished I wrote this better.
