Stuffed Toys

Firefly's suitcase was empty, and she had completely finished unpacking. Surprisingly, she had a talent for unpacking quickly, as she really wanted to go out and meet new fillies. Her family has moved towns three times now, and feeling homesick was but a distant memory. Firefly hopped down the stairs from her bedroom to meet up with her mom and dad, just putting on the finishing touches in the kitchen.

"The living room and the kitchen is done." Nightlight sighed, swiping sweat off of his head, but keeping a sturdy expression.

"Yes," StitchedHeart replied. "What now?" Firefly's face glowed.

"Ma, can I go out an' play with other fillies, please?" The young filly cheered. Stitched turned and glared at her daughter, looking at her up and down.

"Fine." She finally said, fixing up her mane. Firefly jumped, and ran towards the door, only to be stopped by Nightlight. He cleaned her cheek from earlier breakfast, and then moved out of her way. She then barged through the door and charged through Ponyville.

"Nightlight." StitchedHeart began, staring out the window. "What do you think? Do these ponies look good enough?"
Nightlight trotted to her side, looking out the window and examining the ponies that walk by there house.

"Yes." He said, proudly. "These ponies will do fine for our experiments." Stitched nodded.

"Then, I will find a beautiful pony. One that fits the picture for our daughter."

Walking through the streets of Ponyville, StitchedHeart looked left and right, examining each pony and observing mainly their coats, eyes and manes. She made a few mental notes, jotting down who is more prettier than the rest. Suddenly, she stopped in place, looking dead forward at the Everfree Forest. Frowning, she turned around, but not before drawing her attention to a mossy cottage. Tilting her head a little, she slowly walked towards the house and then peered through the window. She saw a yellow and pink pony tendering to some injured animals. All Stitched could think about was the pony's beautiful mane. She bet her coat feels so soft. Looking left and right, she darted away from the house, in hopes nopony saw her.

The door knob glowed a light purple. Nightlight knew Stitched had returned. She opened the crooked door and slammed it shut when she had stepped inside.

"Well?" Nightlight asked. "Found somepony?"

"Yes!" StitchedHeart squeaked. She seemed happier then she ever was. "She has an amazing mane, and I bet it feels SO soft!"

Nightlight chuckled. "Don't get ahead of yourself. We don't want you to mess up."
Stitched nodded, agreeing with her husband. She picked up a clipboard and a pencil, and jotted down a name.

"If I remember correctly, her name is Fluttershy." Stitched told him. "I found a book in the Canterlot Library with everypony's name and address in Ponyville." Shoving a book in the blue pony's face, she proceeded to gently put down the clipboard. "How about you?" She asked. "Have you set up the basement?"

Nightlight nodded in response. "Set up with all of our equipment and machinery. It is ready for our first creation."

StitchedHeart almost squeaked. Clapping her hooves together, she imagined all of the stuffed pony teddies she could make for her daughter.

"Firefly will love it!" She announced. Within thirty seconds, she wiped the smile from her face and gave her husband a concerned look. "So," She muttered. "When do you think we should tell her?"

Nightlight looked up, worry on his face. Putting his hoof around her, he spoke softly. "Soon, dear. Soon."

Three hours later, Firefly carefully opened the door her house door, and poked her head through the slot she made.

"Ma? Pa?" She whispered. Surprisingly, Nightlight heard her call, and turned to see his daughter waiting at the door.

"Yes?" He called back. "What's wrong?"

"Um..." Firefly said. "I-Is it all right if I... Bring around a friend..?" She looked up and saw the angry look on her father's face, and stepped back a little. "I-If that's okay..?"

Nightlight sighed. "Go ahead."

Firefly flung the door open, and there stood a yellow and red filly. StitchedHeart just so happened to walk through the kitchen door, and saw the filly entering her house. She stood like a statue, gazing at the little filly's mane and coat.

She took down a mental note, and proceeded to ask, "Who's your friend, Firefly?". Firefly looked at her mother slowly.

"Applebloom." Firefly responded. "I met her near the town hall." She continued to walk towards her room with her new friend.

"She can come over whenever she likes." Stitched said, winking at her husband.

"R-Really?!" The young filly responded. Her face beamed at Applebloom.

"Thanks, y'all." Applebloom said, following Firefly to her room.

Once the two fillies had locked themselves in the bedroom upstairs, Stitched jumped at Nightlight.

"Her mane! Her mane!" She whispered. "It's perfect!"

"All right, calm down." Night muttered. "Don't get a head of yourself. We still have a lot of planning to do." Stitched nodded in agreement, then proceeded to levitate the clipboard that she set on the coffee table.

"I'll get to it, then." She steadily pressed a button that was hidden underneath a table that opened up the basement door. Once she had trotted in, she pressed another button that closed it.

In the basement was a surgical table with chains on it, and a long dining table scattered neatly with surgical equipment and toy-making materials, along with a book filled with spells such as weakening spells and transformation spells. On the wall was a board. She ripped a piece of paper from the clipboard with both Fluttershy's and Applebloom's name on it, and stuck it to the board. She had a lot of planning to do.