Without going into details, let me just say that Pinkie Pie did get a couple human siblings while she was in my care, and they were both the biological children of me and Sansana.

The two of us each gave a name to the boy and the girl that we had. I gave the boy his first name, Russel; and Sansana gave him his middle name, Avinoam. As for the girl, Sansana gave her her first name, Ariela; and I gave her her middle name, Hanna.

I found it interesting that, in spite of her being equine, although maybe because she was raised by humans, Pinkie Pie frequently acted like a human around her human brother and sister. But, there were some traits that she had that didn’t exactly surprise me that she demonstrated. You know that episode in the second season when the Cakes had their twins and Pinkie Pie, it seems, couldn’t keep out of the room where the babies were being displayed? She was the same way with her human brother and sister. Both times. And, the human infants around her each time were less tolerant than the foals in the episode. And, both times, I ended up having to remove her from the hospital altogether, just as my character in the video game ended up doing.

Pinkie’s treatment of her human siblings was really no different from her treatment of her sisters in the episodes where they appeared. Neither Russel nor Ariela had the personalities of Limestone, Marble, or Maud; theirs were very much different.

Russel, after his third year, was very defensive of both Ariela and Pinkie Pie, while Ariela was as extroverted as Pinkie Pie was. And, because of experience with other people’s children, Sansana, Pinkie and I potty trained the two children each in their second year so that hopefully they’d be better examples to children their age when they were at the parties Pinkie Pie would throw in her party house. And, sure enough, they were, probably because they were worried about being punished if they did what they saw the children around them doing.

Ariela seemed to look at Pinkie Pie as something of a heroine. She always joined the pink party pony in cooking, throwing parties, and cleaning up after them.

On the other hand, Russel seemed more interested in building things. We’d give him Lego and erector sets for his birthdays and Christmas, and he’d build all sorts of things with them. Apparently by combining the two types of sets, he was able to make a play house of his own with two or three floors.

Video games were not as interesting to Russel or Ariela as they were to me, but I wasn’t bothered by that. In fact, I found it rather encouraging that they each had their own pursuits.

And, I did raise them with the understanding that Pinkie Pie would be going back to her home land, Equestria, some day; so that, when it came time for the pink party pony to return, they’d be ready for it. And, in the mean time, Pinkie Pie proved to be, perhaps, the best big sister Russel and Ariela could ask for. She taught them as much of what she learned as she could while still planning and throwing parties or helping me with our video game.

If anything, Russel and Ariela helped me maintain my interest in the “My Little Pony Friendship is Magic” cartoon by pointing out things I hadn’t noticed in various episodes, or asking questions that Pinkie Pie never asked me. They might not have been around when Diane earned her wings, or when Pinkamena earned her horn; but they, like their parents, learned to understand their big pony sister, and appreciate what I had learned about her from about that first day when she’d shown up on my bed.

And, by the way, before Sansana and I were married, in fact before I brought her home, I did explain to her what I’d learned about Pinkie Pie, that she was, for all intents and purposes, two ponies in one. And, I’d had to explain to Pinkie Pie that I’d explained her condition to Sansana.

When it came to teaching Russel and Ariela about their big pony sister being two pony spirits in one pony body, it seems that they tried to do a bit of probing, which Pinkie Pie resisted. She didn’t harm either of her siblings, she just avoided their probing fingers, going so far as to jump up on the couch and sit sphinx-style with her behind to the back of the couch and her tail under her to avoid the intrusions. And, while eventually they learned not to poke at Pinkie’s hind parts, it took maybe a day or two, and a growl from Pinkie Pie, before they decided not to explore her that way any further.

As for their learning from Pinkie Pie, it wasn’t really all that different from how Pinkie Pie learned from me and everyone else around her, except that Pinkie was the teacher, for the most part.

As I remember, there was one incident after Russel attended his first day in school, and he came home with a friend that used a word that wasn’t used by any of the rest of the family, one of those four-letter words. It happened while they, Pinkie Pie, and I were playing a video game, a racing game as I remember, and the little boy said he'd heard his big brother use it and didn't see what was wrong with it..

Later on, that night, the entire family, along with Russel's friend, went outside.

It was a clear night, and the moon was full.

I pointed to the moon and asked Russel's friend, “What do you see when you look up at the moon?”

It took a few seconds, but he shrugged and answered, "Why? What does it matter what I see when I look at the moon?"

I continued, “Around here, we're generally trained to see the face of a man when we look up at the moon. But, in New Zealand, the Maori see something different from what we see. What we see as a man’s eyes they see as two calabashes, containers for holding liquids and other things. I think it’s what we see as a man’s mouth that they see as a tree native to New Zealand, a ngaio. And, what we see as a man’s nose they see as a woman.

“My guess is there was an actual woman among the Maori that was known for not being able to keep a civil tongue in her head, a woman who had been married and had two sons. I guess she must’ve disappeared somehow, and maybe her husband and children saw what they thought was her image on the moon, and figured she must’ve said something offensive to the moon, and the moon punished here by carrying her up there. And, taking into consideration that every fictional work has a basis in reality, that some part of the story must've had some truth to it, I wouldn't be surprised if the woman’s name was actually Rona.

“According to the story, one day, while her husband and sons were out fishing, she was left back at their home to prepare dinner for when they returned.

“Now, the Maori have what they call a hangi, which, literally interpreted, means ‘earth oven.’ They'd dig a hole in the ground, heat up rocks and place them in the hole, then wrap their food in edible leaves, cloth, and anything else they could use to keep the food from getting burned, before burying it. And, after giving the food enough time to cook, they'd dig it out again and eat it. I’ve had at least one hangi before, and I can tell you, the one I had was really good.

“At any rate, this was the kind of meal Rona was preparing for her husband and sons for when they returned. And, in the process of the cooking, according to the story, the ground around the food was getting dry; and she needed to get some water to keep the food from dehydrating. The only problem was there was a treacherous barrier of rocks between her and the nearest source of fresh water.

“Well, on her way there, she had the moon to light her way. But, when she was coming back with the water, clouds hid the moon from her as she was crossing those rocks; and she slipped and fell on them and scraped her shins. Well, to say the least, she wasn’t happy with that. When the clouds revealed the moon again, she looked up at it, shook her fist, and called out, 'Pokokohua!' which basically meant she was calling the moon a boiled pig’s head. One of the meanest labels, if not the meanest label, in the Maori language.

“Well, the moon wasn’t very happy with that. According to the story, it came down, grabbed Rona, and proceeded to haul her up with it.

“Needless to say, Rona wasn’t going to go willingly. So, she grabbed the nearest thing she could, a ngaio tree, to keep from being hauled up into the sky with the moon.

“Well, Rona’s grip on the tree was stronger than the tree’s grip on the ground; and she, the tree, and her calabashes were hauled up into the sky with the moon. And, they remain there to this day.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if Maori families take their children out, as I have done with you, point Rona out to them, tell them the story I told you, and warn them, ‘Kia mahara ki te he o Rona,’ or ‘Remember Rona’s mistake.’”

Whether it was the lesson he’d honestly learned from the story, or it was just a joke, I had to laugh when Russel asked, “Don’t call the moon a boiled pig's head?”

At least he’d gotten something from the lesson. I explained that there were just some words that should not be used, that it was always a good idea for him to keep his temper in check; and that the word his friend had used earlier, a disrespectful synonym for rape, was one of the words he shouldn’t use.

All of them learned the lesson, especially Russel and his friend. After that, Russel came to me whenever he heard a word he hadn’t heard me or Sansana use before, to find out if it was a good word to use or not.

It wasn’t a lesson that Pinkie Pie had needed to learn, but it was one of those lessons that she never forgot. In fact, I don’t think she ever forgot any lesson she’d learned.