(3rd POV)

Apple Farmhouse

Inside the living room of the Apple Family Homestead, Bright Mac and Pear Butter, now going by Buttercup, sat in front of the fireplace with a blanket wrapped around them, riding out the storm that raged outside.

While Buttercup leaned her head on Mac's chest, listening to his heartbeat, the crackling fire, the rain, and the occasional lightning strike, she caught the sound of something else. "Honey, do ya hear that?"

Mac lifted his head from his wife's head and stared listening for what she had heard. "Can't say that I do. What is it ya hear?"

"I'm not quite sure. But... it almost sounds like" She concentrated on the sound a bit more closely before it hit her what was making that sound. "A baby!" She heard the sound coming from the front door and she bolted off the couch and headed for the door.

Mac flung the blanket Buttercup threw on his head before following after her. "What in tarnation do you mean you hear a baby?" He asked while following after her.

Buttercup didn't answer as she was too concerned about the noise. When she reached the door, she flung it open and gasped at what she saw on the step. "Sweet Celestia!"

Bright Mac ran up alongside Pear and looked down to see a basket was left on the front porch. And in that basket, swaddled in a blanket, was a crying baby. Though what confused the two of them, was what kind of baby was it. "What in the hell is that thing?" Bright went and poked the basket with his hoof before shaking his head. "Definitely ain't no pony."

"I rightly don't care what it is. It's a baby and it's out here in the pouring rain." Buttercup picked the basket up and brought the baby inside. She knelt down by the fire and took the crying baby out of the basket and into her arms. Getting a better look, they saw the baby had pale white skin, a small tuft of brown hair, and when it opened it's eyes, they saw it had green eyes. "Shh, shh, it's alright, mama has you."

"Mama?" Bright asked while sitting down next to his wife. "Honey. I'm not sure we should keep it."

"He." Pear retorted.

"What?" Bright asked.

"It's a he." Pear showed her husband a card that was in the basket.

Bright took the card and read it aloud.

If you're reading this, I beg you, please look after my son. I love him very much, but I'm not long for this world and my son's father died many a year ago. All I could offer him is life and a name. John. Please love him as if he were your own.

John. When you're old enough to read this, please know I only want the best for you, and if I could, I would never let you go. Mommy loves you very much. There was a kiss mark at the bottom, where the mother gave her son her last goodbye.

At the end of the card, the two of them were in tears while Buttercup gave a kiss on the little guy's cheek. "Ooooh, you poor thing. Don't worry, we'll take good care of you." Her kiss and reassurance made little John cease his crying. "Here, meet your new daddy."

"Hon, I'm still on the fence about all" He was interrupted when Buttercup placed the baby in his arms. Letting out a sigh, he looked down at the strange baby creature. He gave him a grimace of uncertainty, not really sure if keeping him would be a good idea.

Suddenly, John reached out with his tiny hand and grabbed hold of Bright's thumb. He gave out a cute yawn before falling asleep in Bright's arms, still holding his thumb.

Bright's lip quivered into a smile while holding the baby close and nuzzling him while Buttercup hugged him. "Should I have him call me Dad or Pa?"

"Pa, and he can call me Ma." Buttercup looked at the grandfather clock and saw that it was getting late. "Come on, it's time for bed." The two went up to their room and made a small bed for John from the sheets in the linen closet, and set it between them on their bed. "Goodnight, my precious little angel," Buttercup told her son before kissing his forehead.

"Goodnight son. Tomorrow, we'll show you to your grandma," The two ponies chuckled at the future prospect before settling in for the night.

Soon, one by one, sleep took the new mother and father, with their son sleeping peacefully between them. "Mmmm. Mwaaah!" For about two minutes.

The two parents groaned before Buttercup sat up against the headboard and brought John in her arms. "Come here, sweetie. Mama forgot to feed you, I know," She told him before lifting her nightshirt and had him suckle from her right breast. "There you go, drink up."

As Buttercup kept feeding her son, Bright couldn't help but look at his wife feeding their new son. "I could get used to that sight." His comment earned a small kick from Buttercup. "Hehe, worth it." He then left them alone and went back to sleep.

Buttercup chuckled at her husband before feeling her baby boy let go of her nipple. Putting him over her shoulder, she patted his back till he let out a small burp. "There's my good boy." Buttercup went to put him back in his makeshift crib, but then a loud crack of thunder shot across the sky, and it deeply upset John.

"Waaahh!!! Waaahh!!" John cried out in fear of the thunderstrike.

"Oh no no no no," Buttercup tried to do her best to calm her son down. After five minutes with no progress, she had an idea. "Come stop your crying, it'll be alright. Just take my hand, hold it tight. I will protect you from all around you, I will be here, don't you cry." John started to calm down and held onto his Ma's finger. "For one so small, you seem so strong. My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm. This bond between us, can't be broken. I will be here, don't you cry." Buttercup started to cradle him and kissed his forehead. "Because you'll be in my heart. Yes, you'll be in my heart. From this day on, now and forevermore." As John started to drift off to sleep, she put him in his sheet crib. "You will be in my heart, no matter what they say." She placed a blanket over him. "You'll be here in my heart, always." John soon started to snore soundly. Buttercup kissed his forehead before drifting off to sleep with her son. "Always."

Author's Note

This is my attempt to make a Human getting adopted by ponies story. It was inspired by a webcomic, I won't say which, it'll cause a big spoiler, and I want to see how it'll turn out.

By the way, it took every ounce of willpower I had to stop myself from sobbing while writing that lullaby. It was just so beautiful!