(At Dumbbell and Hoops’ front door)
 
Storm: “So this is the place, huh?”
 
Feather: “Yep! Dumbbell and Hoops are both very kind stallions. Despite anything Mrs. Dash has said about them, I know your foals would be in great hooves with them.”
 
Storm: “Like I care about that. Let’s just get this over with.” knocks on the door
 
(The door opens to reveal Hoops, who smiles upon seeing the girls)
 
Hoops: “Feather! Hey, how ya doing? Haven’t seen you around in awhile!” turns to Storm “Is this the sister you’re always talking about? Storm, right?”
 
Feather: “Yes! Actually, we were wondering if we could talk to you about something.”
 
(Suddenly, Dumbbell pups his head into the doorway)
 
Dumbbell: “Feather? Dude, why didn’t ya tell me she was here? Come in! Both of you! I’ll get ya tea!”
 

 
(Feather, Storm, Dumbbell, and Hoops are all seated in the living room with some freshly-brewed tea. Storm is sprawled out on the couch, leaving Feather to squeeze in beside her and Dumbbell and Hoops to cram into the armchair together)
 
Hoops: “So what’d ya wanna talk to us about?”
 
Feather: pats Storm’s back “Would you like to tell them?”
 
Storm: huffs “My asshole of an ex knocked me up, so we were wondering if you’d let the little brats ruin your lives before they ruin mine.”
 
Feather: through her teeth “You’re being rude!” clears throat and turns back to Dumbbell and Hoops “You’ll have to excuse her. What she was TRYING to say was that she’s found herself in a…difficult situation, and since we heard you two were looking to adopt, we thought you might like to help.”
 
Dumbbell: “Adopt? Your kid?”
 
Feather: “Yep! And there’s not just one, but two on the way!”
 
Hoops: “Twins? No way!”
 
Dumbbell: “So when are they due?”
 
Feather: “She’s still got about eight months to go-“
 
Storm: “Eight months of HELL.”
 
Feather: “-but we haven’t gotten an exact due date yet. We’ll let you know when we do!”
 
Hoops: “You got the papers, right? So we can sign ‘em?”
 
Feather: sweats and grins nervously “We’ll…get them to you! We just gotta get some things worked out. But I promise it’ll be settled as soon as possible.”
 
Dumbbell: “Bro, we’re gonna be parents!”
 
Hoops: “I know, dude!” wraps his arm around Dumbbell “It’s gonna be awesome!”
 
(The stallions get distracted in each other’s excitement)
 
Storm: (whispering through her teeth) “You don’t have the papers??”
 
Feather: (whispering back) “Not yet. We’re supposed to get a signature from Mom or Dad and they…don’t exactly know we’re doing this. I’ll handle it with them. Hopefully I won’t have to forge Dad’s signature this time.”
 
Storm: (still whispering) “Yeah, let’s hope. He and Mom were pretty mad when we went to the doctor without them.”
 
Dumbbell: “Dude, girls, thank you so much for giving us this opportunity. You have no idea how long we’ve been waiting.”
 
Hoops: “Yeah! And now we’re gonna get two!”
 
Dumbbell: “Hey, you can be their godmoms if you want. Doesn’t make sense not to let ‘em know you.”
 
Feather: “No problem! We’re happy for you. You’ll make wonderful parents, right sis?” pats Storm’s back
 
Storm: snaps out of her thoughts “Oh! Yeah! Awesome parents…”