Bradley doesn't quite recall how he ended up being raised by ponies. It was all quite strange. Though he remembers something about apples, an inexplicable fire, and a map of Ireland. The ponies were totally cooler than regular parents, though. They let him eat whatever, and prance around in meadows of flowers, and all was good.
There were the obvious communication blocks, of course, but Bradley had learned to convey things using a special form of interpretive dance (the ponies mostly blinked and flicked their tails a lot when he did this, but Bradley was convinced there was secret understanding in their eyes).
IT IS EASIER TO WRITE "BRADLEY IS RAISED BY PONIES" FIC THAN YOU MIGHT THINK.
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Bradley doesn't quite recall how he ended up being raised by ponies. It was all quite strange. Though he remembers something about apples, an inexplicable fire, and a map of Ireland. The ponies were totally cooler than regular parents, though. They let him eat whatever, and prance around in meadows of flowers, and all was good.
There were the obvious communication blocks, of course, but Bradley had learned to convey things using a special form of interpretive dance (the ponies mostly blinked and flicked their tails a lot when he did this, but Bradley was convinced there was secret understanding in their eyes).
IT IS EASIER TO WRITE "BRADLEY IS RAISED BY PONIES" FIC THAN YOU MIGHT THINK.
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