Wait... did I miss something? Okay... uh... Braeburn introduced himself, I began to panic, we were moving, I think someone asked me some questions, and now Braeburn is calling me... Pinhead? I look around at the expanse of apple trees in the valley below where we stand. I don't really remember coming here. I glance down at Chrysalis. She is snickering to herself! What did she do?
"It's... very nice... your town... Braeburn. I'm looking forward to our stay," I manage to spit out, coming down from my ratehr embarrassing stupor.
"Ah'm shore y'all will have a great time, you an' Ms. Blue Bolt here. Do y'all know where yer stayin'? I'd be more than happy to escort you!" Braeburn offered.
"Oh, we don't have anyplace to stay."
"Yer kiddin'!" I felt Braeburn's heart go out to me. I chewed on it while I pondered what I should do for living arrangements. "Well, what's yer budget look like?"
"We're broke because daddy is a deadbeat." My, what would a loving father say in this situation?
"As much as I hate to admit it, she's right. I haven't got a doll-er, bit to my name."
"Well shucks, at least y'all still got yer name, Mr. Pinhead." Oh yes, thank goodness for my name. "Ah might know somepony who can put y'all up, but it won't really be for free."
"We'll take what we can get, right sweetie?" I flare my teeth at my "daughter". She responds in kind.
"Whatever you say, daddy." Our alibi is so convincing, isn't it?
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