My Life as a 'Net Pon

When we left the hospital a week after that, -mom needed some time to... defragment, if you catch my drift- my sister and I got to see our new home for the first time.

It turned out to be a cloud house! Or, a cloud space, if you will.

At my awestruck expression, my father explained. "Surprised, eh? This is the work of your uncle, Edge. He is especially good at cloud enchantment spells. There's a cloud walk spell that Unicorns like myself can cast, but he had the idea to cast a similar spell on the clouds themselves!"

So saying, he walked up the cloudy steps to the... front lawn, such as it was. Turning around, he bounced up and down a couple of times. "So it saves you a bundle on building materials... and anypony can use it! Neat, huh? Edge was always the clever one!" He finished, with a laugh, bouncing some more just for fun.

"*Click!*" *Flash* *Bzzzzzzzt*

My father tripped and fell over when I took my second picture. Mom chuckled at that.

"Well," he said, "it's a nice thing that these clouds are really really soft as well." He snuggled into our lawn briefly before getting up again and entering our house as mom put the two of us down. Due to being unaccustomed to being quadrupedal or -you know- moving around much as toddlers, my sister and I got very accustomed to the enchanted clouds.

At one point, my vision shifted and I found that I could sort of make out lines of code written into the clouds themselves.

if (user) enters space-

-run(program)

-015-82963-4197223

Heck if I knew what it meant right then, memories or no. Besides, despite repeatedly falling over, we were having too much fun to really care much!

After some time, my sister and I managed to get a hang of walking. Stairs, however, were still an issue, and would be for quite a while to come.

Eventually, mom decided to assist us in getting to and through the door.

Inside, I found that most of what was there was also made of cloud. The floor was cloudstuff, the chairs were cloudstuff, the tables were cloudstuff! I was only half surprised that the equipment in the kitchen wasn't cloudstuff too!

Anyway, my sister and I were still on a liquid diet, as embarassing as that was.

Sure, I was next to asexual in my previous life, but is it wrong that it was doubly embarassing that filly-me got closer to the double barrels than man-me had ever managed to?

Whatever.

After dinner, we were brought to a bathtub that had a showerhead which (shock of all shocks) was also a cloud. Mom squeezed the small cloud and water cascaded down upon my sister and me. This also filled the bathtub, which quickly warmed up... through means unknown to me. Maybe it had to do with the six crystals embedded in the sides at the top?

Either way, some bubble-bath solution later, we were having fun and getting cleaned by mom at the same time, the two of us splashing each other, back and forth... and for some reason pretty much ALL of the water stayed in the tub.

Noticing this, I looked over to mom, poked her once and -when she looked at me- tapped beside one of the crystals.

"Good noticing. You want to know about those, eh?" she verified, seemingly happy that I noticed them.

At my nod, she began to explain, trying to find a way that a child -albeit a rather unexpectedly bright one- would understand.

I noticed that my sister was listening intently as well.

"Well, you see... these crystals are... filled with what's called "Mana". That lets the... magic in them work." She pointed to each one in turn as she explained. "See, this red one warms the water. This blue one makes it self-cleaning. This green one... helps refill the other ones; it makes its own power, to some extent. Now, this purple one keeps the water from going over the... sides of the tub, this dark blue one cleans and refills the cloud with water that would usually be drained or thrown out when your bath is done. And... this white one keeps the soap from hurting your eyes! See? It's clean, effective and wastes... the least water possible."

In unison, the two of us nodded, returning to our playing.

Mom uttered a 'phew' and wiped her forehead with one foreleg.

After we got dried off, we were brought to a cradle that was in a nearby room, near another bed -which I presumed was my for mom and dad-. With great care, mom put us in the cradle, tucked us in and, while rocking it, began to sing a lullaby for us.

As we drifted off, I thought to myself, 'This whole new life thing is pretty plush so far.'

Shortly thereafter, my sister and I were sharing a space in dreamland, bouncing on a floor made of -surprise, surprise- clouds. We danced with little stars that came down just to play with us.