"Oh it looks wonderful dear."
"Oh yes indidy I'd say you did a grand ole job son. This il be ah fine place ta start n raise a family."
"You really think so? I mean it just seemed like destiny what with Cloudy being so pregnant and me needing to make a good living before that cute little filly comes, it was just magic that this came on the market so cheap and wonderful."
"Awe sweetie it's perfect and you got a great deal; we even have enough to buy some supplies for the nursery."
"Alrighty you love birds let's get you moved in and ger to having that farm warmin filly shower party before that filly starts wanting out of there."
"Yes ma'am," both said in unison.
The three ponies began to grab boxes and bags from the cart and bring them into the farm house. The older pony, with her bright pink coat, light pink mane, and braided tail, keeping up with her young son quite well considering her age; where as his new wife and soon to be the mother of his fillies, was having a bit more trouble working around the bulge in her belly and the rapid kicking of the energetic filly inside her.
"Dear?" Cloudy said, exhausted and out of breath, sweat dripping down her grey coat, her turquoise mane a ratted mess. "I could really use a brre…." She began to say as she fell to the ground unconscious.
"Honey?!" Igneous said running to her side, "Honey! What's wrong!? Speak to me, c'mon wake up! Please! Stay with me, c'mon wake up sweetie. It's going to be fine," he spoke in a panic as worry flushed his face.
"Calm down boy! Everything will be fine; she's going to be alright," his mother said comfortingly as she trotted up as if nothing were a miss.
"But mother she's not responding! What if I have pushed her too much? What if I've hurt her, or the filly? Oh I'll never live with myself!"
"What did I tell you bout calling me mom? You gots ta get goin with Granny Pie else that youngin's gonna come out more confused than a stampeed of cattle stuck in the barn."
"Ok ok, but what about my possibly dying wife? If I lose them both it won't matter what I call you!"
"Oh, hush now, you never have been good under pressure. Such a drama queen you could be sometimes. Like when your brother used to…"
"Mom! Er… Granny Pie stay focused please?"
"They will be fine dear. You got the bed set up in the bedroom yet?"
"Yes I just finished; I was hoping to let Cloudy lay down for a bit so this sort of thing wouldn't happen."
"Well she'll get plenty of rest now. Okay let's get'er up to that comfy bed so she can sleep right."
The two gently hoisted Cloudy up on their backs so that she was still on her side, so as not to harm the filly growing inside her. They slowly made their way to the farm house and up the stairs to the bedroom. Igneous tucked his wife in lovingly and gently. The two then stepped quietly out of the room to give her some peace, and to finish the work of unpacking the cart.
"Now Granny Pie, you sure she's going to be alright? Should I call in a doctor? Ya'know just ta be safe?"
She looked at the strapping young stallion before her. Oh how much he reminded her of his father, same caring and loving character, same light brown coat like caramel, her favorite candy in the whole wide world, and the same shinny white mane like snow. She really hoped it wouldn't go to grey like his fathers had, from all the stresses of life, but only time would tell that. "She'll be just fine son. Once she's good n rested everything will be just peachy no need ta stress over nothin. Now let's finish this job so we can get to that paaarty!"
Igneous nodding knowing that his mother knew best when it came to these kinds of things, and parties of course. The two then trotted back to the cart to finish. He hoped to be done before Cloudy awoke; she would be so impressed to see everything set up and homely. It would assure them both that life her was going to be just fine, even wonderful!