Note: Please know that I do not own My Little Pony and I don't own or work for Hasbro. Also, note that if you have not read Trixie's Colts-mas I suggest you read that as this story is a sequel to that one.

Our story begins with two young Pegasi, one was deep blue with emerald green eyes, an almost midnight blue mane and no cutie mark yet. The other was a red Pegasus with a mane that was cyan and a tail that was jet black, who had orange eyes and also no cutie mark. The two of them were looking around inside of the blue one's family home.

"Sapphira," the red one started "why are we up here again?"

"Because, Striker, I need your help looking for my project on family history." Sapphira answered. "I'm sure that there has to be something in here about my parents."

"Makes as much sense as any of your usual plans." Striker joked. Sapphira looked unamused.

"Hey, I helped you with all those books your dad wrote." Sapphira reminded "I still can't believe two of the stories he wrote were about my mom and a friend of my dad's."

"I still can't believe he's considered famous amongst ponies." Striker responded. "Still, I wonder why he would call himself a doctor."

"Who knows." Sapphira answered. She found a rolled up object and tried pulling it out of its hiding spot. "Striker, a little help!"

Striker walked over to her, grabbed her by the ears, and pulled. A technique Pinkie Pie often used when helping out his mom when she needed something. It worked, but a bunch of things rained down on the two foals, thankfully, not hurting them.

"What's going on up there you two?" a male voice called out. "You aren't purposefully making a mess, are you?"

"No dad." Sapphira called out.

Soarin' flew up into the attic. He saw the huge mess that was made. "What did you two do?" he asked, looking ready to scold them.

"Sorry Mr. Soarin', sir." Striker panicked. Normally, Striker was a brave colt, which he inherited from his mother. He'd challenge a bear if he came across one. But when it came to the former Wonderbolt, Striker was always respectful, but scared.

"We didn't mean to do this, dad." Sapphira apologized. "The entire thing just avalanched on us after we tried getting this out." She picked up the rolled up object and brought it over to her father. When she placed it down, the object unrolled into a magazine.

Soarin' closed his eyes. "Your mother and I were hoping you wouldn't find this." He told his daughter. The magazine was an old pony tabloid magazine. This issue had a picture of Soarin' and Trixie on the cover. Soarin' turned to the red Pegasus colt "Striker, I'm sure that your parents might want you home soon, it's getting late."

"Yes sir." Striker nodded. He started walking to the exit of the attic. "I'll see you tomorrow Sapphira" he told the blue filly. She nodded as he left.

"So dad, why didn't you want me seeing this?" Sapphira asked.

"Because he didn't want you knowing the entire truth about us." A female voice called, heading upstairs.

"What do you mean, Mom?" Sapphira asked.

"Why don't we head downstairs and your mother and I can tell you what happened." Soarin' told his daughter. Sapphira agreed and the three ponies headed down to their living room.

When the three of them reached the living room, there was nothing but silence. The two adults were trying to find a place to start their story for their daughter. Trixie was the first to speak.

"Sapphira, you remember the story about our first Colt-smas together, right?" Trixie asked.

"Of course" Sapphira answered. "How could I forget?"

"Well, this magazine came out a few months later, around springtime." Trixie told her.

"Well…what happened?" Sapphira asked.

"I guess if we're gonna start somewhere, the beginning would be the best place." Soarin' began. "It all started in late March…"

Note: Thank you all for reading this. Updates won't be as frequent as my first story as I have mid-terms to study for. However, I will plan to finish the whole thing before Valentine's Day, so expect and update every two days, maybe with a few back-to-back updates. Thanks for reading again, and please review as feedback is always helpful.