>keep all my pony shit a secret from my parents
>come home yesterday too tired to unpack and hide my stuff
>this morning mom says she took the suitcase I was using
>oh shit I left my plushies in there
>"hey mom I have some stuff I need to take out of there before you use it"
>"don't worry hun, I already took your stuff out"
>notice all my plushies on my shelf
>rest of the day is totally normal
I can't tell if she just doesn't remember or know what a brony is, or if she just doesn't give a shit, but I really feel like I dodged a bullet here. I don't know what I'd do if she found the florida foalcon merch.