Chapter 3: Adoption Day

"Applejack!" Pinkie shouted cheerfully, hitting her hoof on the wooden door of the small, brick house. The cold wind blows softly in the felid behind her as dark clouds being move into place. "Big Mac, Applebloom! Is anypony home?" She places her basket full of home baked goods onto a nearby fence, and then took a small peek in the window. Looking through, she saw the living room the green and silver wallpaper reflecting the shadows of objects that was the case by the stone fireplace. A small yellow earthpony with a bright red mane, a white dress and a pink bow in her hair lay on the small dark brown sofa, sleeping peacefully next to the fire.

Pinkie leaned away from the window with a sudden sadness. Poor Applebloom...she thought shaking her head. Pinkie heard about the horrible event that happens to Applebloom from a month ago. She knew how it felt to be hurt by ponies she thought she could trust from a young age and for that, she felt a strong connection towards her. She wipes away a tear, trying her hardest to forget that horrible memory. She looked back into the window. If she here than somepony must be home.

Pinkie ear shot up as she could hear footstep within the house. Her emotions switch in a heartbeat from sadness to joy. As fast as a bullet, she dashes to the fence where the basket sat, grabbed it and darted back to the door. It opened and the orange earthpony behind it gave her a kind smile. "Hello, Pinkiepie," Applejack said. "Sorry, I didn't answer right away. I put some plates on the table because I knew you'll bring something to eat."

Pinkie giggled. "You bet your lucky rabbit I did."

Applejack moved out of the way to let Pinkie in. Pinkie turned her head towards the living room; a worried look came over her face. Applejack, noticing the sudden worry, she spoke. "Worried about Applebloom?" Pinkie turns to her and nodded. "Don't worry," Applejack said placing a hoof on Pinkie's shoulder. "She's been sleeping much better lately and she finally able to carry a bucket of water without freaking out. So she is improving."

Pinkie smiled as she trotted into the kitchen while Applejack followed. Pinkie places the basket onto the small wooden table, the warm steam came slowly out of the basket and brought the sweet smell of cherry covered the room. Sitting down, Pinkie lifted the tiny red blanket within the basket to reveal a dozen small cherry pies. "Where's Big Mac?" Pinkie asked as she carefully pulled out one of the golden pies and places it onto Applejack's plate. "Out delivering an order, he'll be back before sunset,"

Applejack said taking a bit. After Pinkie place her pie on her plate, she took a bit before she spoke. "Are you going to go to that meeting with Twilight tomorrow night?" Applejack shook her head. "Nah, Rarity and I have some plans." Pinkie raises an eyebrow with a smirk. Applejack looked at her for a moment before she gave a short chuckle.

"It's not like that at all."

"Aww, Why not? The Forbidden fruit you know."

"Because Applebloom is still living and she's a nosy little mare. Besides, I'm afraid that she'll put something doughy in my coffee the next day."

Both mares share a light giggle before Applejack continued. "Anyway, Rarity is coming over with Sweetie Bell. Ever since the 'event we shall not speak of' happened, Rarity has been bringing Sweetie Bell over on some nights to have a fun night. You know, playing board games, baking, and other stuff."

"Fun night! Why haven't you invited me to join?!"

"It never really crosses our minds."

"How it can it NOT cross your mind?! I'm the party queen!"

"Party...? Is there going to be a party?" A soft, tired voice said behind them. The two mares turn to see little Applebloom standing in the doorway rubbing her left eye.

"Sorry sugar cube, did we wake you up?" Applejack asked smiling.

Applebloom shook her head. "No, it wasn't that... The smell of something sweet woke me up."

"Well, Pinkiepie brought some cherry pies over with her so we can eat it. So why don't ya come over here and have some." Applejack pulled out a chair in between her and Pinkie. Applebloom smiled, trotting over to the chair and sat down. Pinkie pulled out a small pie and places it on Applebloom's plate. Applejack patted her head with a kind smile, Applebloom returns the smile but then frown.

"Were you taking crime stuff again?" Applebloom asked, her ears slightly going down. "Are you going to hurt somepony again? Like you did last mon-"

Applejack quickly shook her head. "Oh no sweetie, Pinkie just asked me if I was going to a meeting tomorrow night. But we have fun night tomorrow so I'm unavailable for that."

"Even Rarity?"

"Even Rarity."

Applebloom smiled brightly, giving her big sister a hug. After a second pass, Applebloom lets go of Applejack and took a bit of the small pie. Pinkie smile grew in relief that the conversation didn't go south, wiping away the sweat away her forehead. Enjoying the moment, she picks up the small her pie and ate it all in one bit.

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In the grand city of Canterlot, the city sleeps in slumber. Within the center of the city, a large orphanage sat proudly in its place. The orphanage was simply called Oak Wood Orphanage and was the biggest in all of Equestria. Oak Wood had a very long record of being trick and very rude to the orphans who sadly live there. Miss Crystal Doll, the orphanage owner, was known to verbally abuse the children and beats them as well but that was rare. But even with that fact, the orphanage somehow was able to be the best in the country.

A young staff member trotted down the third-floor hallway, putting out the candles for the night. She blew each one out, trying her best to keep her long green mane out of her face. While blowing each candle she looked into the large bedroom filled with children, making sure that each child is asleep. As she blew out the second to last candle on the floor something catches her eye. A small light was slowly coming up to the third floor with the sounds of footsteps. Believing to be Miss Crystal Doll, she straightens herself up and gave a blank face. The mare, however, wasn't Miss Crystal Doll but a white unicorn with pink mane curl up in a bun. It was nurse Redheart, levitating a small candle to see her way into the darkness.

"Oh, Hello Lemon Kiss," Redheart said with a smile. "Just finishing up?" Lemon Kiss pause for a second, taking a small step away from her. She always seems to be hazy around Redheart.

Nurse Redheart was fairly new to the orphanage, only been hired a couple of weeks ago. But ever since she was hired she's been acting a little strange. Like leaving at odd times and returning hours later. Talking on the phone for a long period of time and try her best to hide them from Miss Crystal Doll. She and Miss Crystal Doll will contently butt heads, both having different views on how to treat the children. Neither of those made her hazy towards her, but a certain story she told to the children once however did.

It was a week ago after dinner was finished; Miss Crystal Doll went on a yelling rampage. One of the children accidently spilled some of his soup onto her dress as well of burning her skin. "You damn worthless child!" Miss Crystal Doll shouted, wiping the hot liquid off her dark purple dress. At this point Lemon Kiss, some other staff and most of the children trotting out of the dining hall stop and stare at the raging gray mare.

"S-sorry Miss Crystal..." the child stuttered, fearing the worst.

"This is way nopony have adopted you yet, you're a clumsy mess! In fact, I won't be surprised if your parents abandon you for the same reason."

"Hey!" Redheart shouted trotting up to her. She stands in front of the child, acting as a shield from the yelling mare. "There is absolutely no reason to bring up his parents what so ever. For Celestia's sake, all he did was spilled some soup."

"Onto a fifteen hundred bit dress! Miss Redheart if I was you I'll back off."

"Well, you're not me," Redheart growled, shoving her face into Miss Crystal Doll's. In an indent, Miss Crystal Doll truck Redheart in the face, causing a red mark to appear on her white fur. Miss Crystal Doll leans into Redheart's ear with a wicked glare.

"The only reason your still here because the plague is making a comeback so consider yourself lucky." Without saying another word, she left Redheart and the onlookers and angrily trotted up the stairs.

Redheart swears under her breaths before the turn to the small child. The child sobs softly on the wooden floor, his blue mane slightly covering his face. Redheart leans down next to the child, softly petting his head. "There, there, it's okay. Everything is fine now."

The child lifted his head and looked at the white mare. "B-but she hit you...and...and said that my parents..."

"Don't listen to a single word what she said. Anyway, I'd endure worst than a little hit. So please, don't worry about it."

The child said nothing, only sniffled and tried to wipe away his downpour of tears. She petted the child some more, holding him closer to her. Lemon Kiss trotted up to them and rubbed his shoulder. She felt sorry for him for sure, but as long she had worked here this was nothing new about this at all. Suddenly, a smile came to Redheart's face as an idea popped into her head. "Why don't I tell you a story?"

The child looked up to her. "A story...?"

"Yes," Redheart said smiling. "A favorite story of mine."

Redheart got up, helping the child onto his fours. She turns to the on looking crowd of children. "Don't you all want to hear it?" The children smiled and softly cheered, making sure not to cause Miss Crystal ball to come back down. The children headed towards the living room with Redheart leading the way. Lemon Kiss decided to join them with really nothing else to do. The children gather around a large green chair next to a larger window. Redheart opens the shades to reveal the slowly setting sun. Redheart sat in the chair smiling.

"Maybe if we're lucky, we can see Princess Luna raise the moon." The children face lit up as Redheart pick up the still teary eyed child up and onto her lap. She clears the throat and began her story.

Once a pond a time, long, long ago, there live a group graceful angles. The angels live in the clouds up above and had magic powers. The group was lead by two beautiful angles that are more powerful than the rest. The older of the two was tall like to go on an adventure and glowed as brightly as the sun while the youngest one was quite but dream big. The two lead the group into greatness and anyone who was brave enough to talk to them.
But one day, while the oldest angel went out on an adventure, the youngest angel flew to a small cloud to rest. While she rests on the cloud, looking a pond the land below, a dark, twisted demon snuck up on her. The demon pounces onto the young angle and process to rape her. The young angle fought hard as she could but her effort wasn't enough. The oldest angle, coming home from her adventure, seeing the youngest being attack rush to her aid. She bucks the demon off the youngest angle, leaving the demon to fly off. The oldest gathered up the rest of the angle to chase after it. With all their power, they turn the demon into stone. Which turn into gravel, which turns into pebbles, which turn into dust.
The demon was dead, but the damage was done. The young angel flew off, far, far way in shame to what just happen. The group chase tried after her, but she was gone. Months past and no signs of the young angle, the group looked long and hard but couldn't find her. Then one day, the oldest angle lay down on a cloud near a black, hopeless forest, she looked down sadly at the ground below then jumping up in joy. Down below in the forest was the young angle. The oldest angle flew down to greet the long lost angle but stop at the sudden horror. The young angle was pregnant with the seed of the demon. The oldest angle was outrage and demanded the unborn baby be killed before any of the other angles knows about it. The oldest angle feared that if heard the youngest is pregnant by a demon, the youngest will lose all respect from any angle and anypony. The youngest didn't try to fight against the oldest and agree.
The young angel went to a witch doctor alone to get rid of what the oldest called a mistake. The witch doctor gave her a mixture that would turn the unborn child into smoke, all the young angle should do is to drink it and cough up the smoke. The young angle pause for a minute, looking at the mixture shaking, then drank it. But when she coughs up the smoke a miracle happen. The smoke spun around the room in wrapped speed. A bright light came from the smoke, blinding anypony in the room. Once the light faded, the witch doctor and the angle look a pond the sight. The cloud of smoke transform into a small filly appears, sleeping peacefully.
The witch doctor pulled out a hatchet to kill the newborn but the angle pulled it away and threw it across the room. She flew over the newborn, grab the small newborn and dash out the window. She flew far, far away until she was near the exit of the forest. She cuddled the newborn, singing a tune that her mother sung her once when she was a baby. Hours past, the sun starting to set and the young angle had no idea what to do. If the other angles found out that the baby lived, she knew well that they would kill the small life that, what the oldest angel thought, something she shouldn't of save. Then, she heard something. She turns her head to see an oncoming chariot moving away from a small village and towards a town full of pure soul ponies. With her magic, she made a blanket and a basket out of thin air. She wraps the baby in the blanket, place it softly in the basket and place the basket on the side of the road, but not without a tearful kiss on the baby's forehead. She waited for the until the chariot was close before flying in front of it, making sure the baby would notice. The young angel flew away with tears in her eyes, returning to the group of angles to lie to the oldest angle about the baby.
But what the angle didn't know that the chariot was carrying one of the most sinful ponies who ever live during the time. The sinner was known for robbing and killing ponies for the sake of greed. He led a large group of other sinners who obey his every order. After seeing the angle flew by the chariot stopped. The leader step out of the chariot to cheek where the angle left, angles was known to carry magical and or rich objects so he was hoping that the angle drops something. What he found the small baby, waking up from her nap and stare back at him with the bright blue eye. He stares at the baby, looking at the baby's demon eyes and angle wings. A twisted smile came to his face, he picks up the baby petting her head softly. He showed the others the baby and they too had a smile on their face. They decided to raise the baby and teach her everything they know.
Years past and the baby grew. The group of sinners raises the small filly and made sure to keep her secret hidden, even hiding her pair of wings under a jacket. They decided to raise her as a stallion and treat her as such. They taught her how to steal small things without anypony noticing and how to plan to steal huge things. They taught her how to fight, use magic and even how to use a gun. The baby grew into a tall filly into an even taller mare, to the point she was taller than a stallion. Eventually, she became the most powerful sinner in the land. But even though she was raised to sin, she had a heart of gold. She couldn't help but to give money to the poor and help strangers with a small task. Doing all this while singing a beautiful tune that she knows all so well, but not sure how. The leader didn't mind this because he too, at some times, give some back to ponies poorer than him.
One day, while the tall mare sang her tune on a grassy hill looking up at the sky, the leader trot up to her and sat next to her. He joins in and sang the tune together, even though she wasn't his daughter to him she was. Over the years he couldn't help but to grew to love her like his own, but sooner or later he needed to tell her the truth. Once they finish the lovely tune, he told her. He was surprised that she wasn't shocked that she wasn't his daughter, because deep down, she already knew. She hugs him and pointed at the sky, in the clouds were the group of angels dancing in the air. Not too far away an angle sat sadly on a cloud, looking a lot like the tall mare. The tall mare smiled at him, spreading her wings and taking to the sky. She darted through the group of angles, stealing a gem off a rather large angle. The angles chase after her but none of them could catch her. She flew down, grabbing the leader and flew far way.
Once landed in a village, the two laugh. The leader patted the tall mare's back for a job well done. The tall mare giggled but looked away, facing a small family for farmers. She flew over to them and gave them the gem. The family hugged her, thanking them for her kindness. After that, she flew back to the leader. She smiled at him, telling him that one of the angles stole the gem from the family and gave it to the large angle, so she stole it back, because that what her mother would have wanted. The leader looked at her, not really knowing to say. But the tall mare just smiled at him, giving him a hug. That day she became more than a "mistake", she became a demon with a golden heart.

Once Redheart finishes her story, she hugged the child on her lap. The child smiled, wiping the last tear in his eye. A brown filly next to Redheart's bottom feet pointed at the window. "Look!" She shouted. Everypony turn to the window, a small shadow of a pony flying into the air. Shortly fallowing the shadow was the moon, slowly rising up in the sky. Everypony darted to the window, watching Princess Luna raise the moon, except Lemon Kiss.

The story that Redheart told made her somewhat uncomfortable. They way she told it while petting the child blue mane, how dark the story was, the way she clenches her moon pendant that she always wears afterward made her uneasy. Even how easily she explains rape and abortion to the children when it came up just made her more uncomfortable. She knew she was a nurse but something about it felt wrong. Ever since then she tries her best to stay way from her.

"Tired?" Redheart asked kindly, her candlelight lighting up the dark hallway.

Lemon Kiss, not knowing what to say, nodded in response to Redheart's question. Redheart kindly smiled at her. "Well, why don't you go home? I'll finish up here and I'll you see tomorrow."

"Um thank you but I don't know...Miss Crystal Doll wanted to talk to me before I head home..."

"I'll take care of it. It's probably just plans for tomorrow's adoption day."

Lemon Kiss looked at her for a moment. This was weird even for Redheart. Redheart always has offered to help out or even straight up do something for somepony, but she seems more forceful about this than the other time. But Lemon Kiss has been working all day, cleaning the bedrooms, finishing several paper works, took the children out to the park and helped bring in the delivered food. She was exhausted and her body felt weak, so going home early seemed like a good idea. Redheart places her hoof on Lemon Kiss shoulder, her nurse dress sleeve rubs against Lemon Kiss yellow fur.

"Please," Redheart said. "You been working hard all day and I don't want you to overwork. It's not good for your body or mind."

Lemon Kiss looked at her then nodded. Redheart let go of her to let her pass, dragging her green dress across the floor. She headed to the stairs, ready to head down. But not before looking behind her. Redheart smiled at her, waving at her. Even though she felt something was wrong, she said goodnight and headed down the stairs.

Redheart watch her trot down the stairs and head down the next one. She headed to the window, looking at the entrance. She saw Lemon Kiss trot out the building, headed out to the streets. She watches her until she knew she was far gone from the Celestia forsaken place know as Oak Wood Orphanage. She heavily sighed before whispering to herself. "I'm sorry... But this has to be done."

She opens the window, letting in the cool night wind and blowing out her candle. She places the dead candle on a small table and looked up to the moon. She clears her throat and started to whistle a sweet tune. The tune started off soft but grew louder and louder. As she did that a large cloud of smoke slowly floated to the window. But this smoke wasn't the normal factory smoke commonly see in the city, but a dark blue smoke that shimmered in the moonlight. The cloud of smoke came in the window in wrapped speed. It moved around Redheart and blew out the remaining lit candles on the floor.

.........

The small candle flickered on the large wooden desk, helping the old mare see the paperwork in front of her. The gray mare turns to the small clock on her table and angrily sighed. It was past midnight and that damn mare hasn't shown up. If that mare doesn't show up in the next ten minutes, I swear I will fire her. She thought to pick up her feather pen and to continue her work. The moonlight beam down on her from the large window behind her desk, lighting up the rest of Miss Crystal Doll's office.

Right before she decided to just go to bed and forget about Lemon Kiss, the door slowly opened. "There you are." Crystal Doll said slamming her pen on the desk. "I've been waiting for two hours and-"

A white mare trotted into the room, fixing her pink mane. Miss Crystal Doll glares at her. "Oh, it's you."

Redheart smirk at her, trotting towards her with her dress glittering in the moonlight. She wasn't warring her plain nurse dress, but a long, tight, two-piece dress that is a white ruffle blouse with a black leather vest over the top, and a long dark blue skirt that reveals her leg and her cutie mark. She wore black leather boots, a silver star hair clip and her black moon pendant were hanging proudly in the front. Her pink mane was still in a bun, some strands of her mane curled out of the bun. As she trots closer, a smell of high price perfume filled Miss Crystal Doll's nose.

"Oh look." Miss Crystal Doll said still glaring at her. "Somepony is ready to head down to the gentlecolts club down the street."

"You can mock my clothing choice all night long. But you have to dress like this in the business I'm in." Redheart said stopping in front of the desk still smirking.

"I bet you do. Stallion won't pay good money to a whore who doesn't dress like a slut."

"Well, likely for you, I'm quitting, so you don't have to stain deal with me anymore."

"Good, about time."

"But I'm not leaving empty hoof."

Miss Crystal Doll glare grew. "What do you mean by that? Are you planning to sue or something like that? Because if you are you're not getting a single cent."

Redheart giggled then turns to face the small clock on the desk. She points to it. "I've purposely waited until past midnight to talk to you. You know why?"

"No." Miss Crystal Doll firmly said.

"Because today is Adoption Day..."

Miss Crystal Doll looked at her confusedly while Redheart continued. "You see, since I started working here I've been scheduling a HUGE adoption, the biggest one at this hell hole of a place. But sadly you won't get anything from this. In fact, the pony adopting these poor children is here right now."

The door behind Redheart slams open, breaking the door into two. A humongous cloud of a dark blue smoke came charging in. Miss Crystal Doll jumped from her chair and onto her four legs while Redheart smirk grew. The smoke crawls on the floor before it leaping into the air and tackled Miss Crystal Doll. She tumbled to the floor, breathing in the blue smoke. Once she did, however, the world around her begins to change.

The world started to blur up, colors and objects begin to mix into each other. She started to her whispering of children speaking in the way she didn't understand. She saw visions of faceless pony with holes in them, within these holes seem like the universe was in them. She fell in and out of darkness as she heard a loud crash behind her. Pieces of glass fell in front of her as legs of ponies darted by. Screams of children were heard with a calming turn slowly growing.

"We're taking all of them," Redheart said wiping some of the smoke away. "Every last child in this building, then burning it down. That what you do to a place like this, of course, you won't be coming with use sadly."

Miss Crystal Doll angrily grunts at her, violently twitching on the ground. Behind Redheart, a black pony slowly rose, covered by the smoke. Getting taller and taller, seemly touching the ceiling. Bright blue eyes bean out of the thick cloud of smoke as a chuckle came out of the pony. A long black horn pokes out of the cloud, looking like it can stab a pony. It pointed down where Miss Crystal Doll was. The tall pony smiled teeth long and sharp. The tall pony spoke, her voice elegant but haunting.

"Goodnight...Sweet dreams." Then the pony shoves her horn into Miss Crystal Doll's chest.

End of Chapter 3

Author's Note

Well this took way too long to write.... I'm SO sorry for the wait, I was writing so well until I had a brain fart. So yeah, the part that took the longest was Redheart story because I it's going to be important later and I want to make sure it had everything that it needs. But hey, now that's out of the way the story is back into business!
Please leave a comment about your thoughts on this fic. If you love it that's great, if you hate it and me than that also great. I can't get better if you don't tell me alright. Like I said before I'll take request on who you like to see in this fic. But it can't be ships or character death. Sorry.
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