>You will never be wandering around your house, bored, and wanting something to do. You will never see a pony of your choice suddenly jump out of nowhere, and shrink you.
>She will never pick you up in her hooves, and place you in her mane as she goes to your bedroom.
>You will never get to snuggle into her jungle of a mane, as she lies down on her side, on your bed.
>She will never giggle, and take you out of your mane to cuddle you, as she gently moves you up and down her soft, furry cheek with a tired smile.
>You will never get to feel her bring you to her lips, and give you a warm, caring kiss on your tiny body. >She will never place you down on your pillow, as she rests her head beside you.
>You will never get to snuggle into her warm neck, as soft, lulling air comes out from her breathing.
>You will never be soundly asleep, feeling protected by that pony.