After I found a small pink pony lying and sobbing in the rain in a dark alley in New York, I brought her to my apartment. What would you do, if you found yourself in this predicament?

Me? She's an adorable, intelligent, alien pony that can cook, I'm keeping her!

This story is a sequel to 'Something Better to Cry About' and will be hosting all later chapters. I would highly recommend reading the prequel first as it contains the bulk of this stories introduction.

Rated Teen for sparse and semi-mild language