“Can you blame me? Look!” Florial pulled a photo out from the camera, it was of Stinky carrying Cozy Glow in a saddle bag, the young filly was sticking her head out, with the flap for the saddlebag sitting on her head. Her two front hooves hung over the sides while she seemingly watched the world go by as her adoptive father carried her around town on the trip to school. Everypony present stopped, staring at the perfectly captured image of Stinky and Cozy Glow happily going about their lives, even if Stinky looked just a tiny bit concerned, an expression that didn’t fit his face. 