Today the day that Fluttershy's new stepfamily moves in, as her father welcome them in she keep remembering what her mother said, to have courage and be kind.

Father: Welcome ladies, welcome.

Sonata: She's skinny as a broomstick!

Aria: And that stringy hair!

Fluttershy's father helps the sisters out of the carriage as they about to meet their new stepsister.

Fluttlershy: Welcome. I'm so happy to meet you.

Sonata: You have such pretty hair.

Aria: You should have it styled.

Fluttershy: Oh, thank you, I'm sure you're right. Would you like a tour of the house?

Aria: What did she say?

Sonata: She wants to show us around her farmhouse. She's proud of it, I think.

Aria: Do they keep animals inside?

Then the sister's mother Adagio came out of the carriage with her cat as she about to enter the house.

Adagio: How charming. How perfectly charming. Lucifer.

Her stepmother-to-be was a woman of keen feeling and refined taste. And she, too, had known grief. But she wore it wonderfully well. As Adagio enter the house and look around she talk to her new husband.

Adagio: You did not say your daughter was so beautiful.

Father: Oh, she takes after her...

Adagio: Her Mother.

A short while later, the new family members made their way into the drawing room.

Aria: How long has your family lived here?

Father: Over 200 years.

Sonata: And in all that time, they never thought to decorate?

Adagio: Sonata, hush, They'll think you are in earnest.

Fluttershy's stepmother, high-spirited lady that she was, set out to Restore life and laughter to the house, She wasted no time in planning many parties, she invited everyone she thought worthy, as they play poker, Fluttershy check on her animal friends.

Fluttershy: Well, look who's having a party of their own. Jacqueline, Teddy, Angel, greedy Gus-Gus.

But then Adagio's cat Lucifer was about to catch them but Fluttershy stop him.

Fluttershy: Just what... Yes, what do you think you're up to, Lucifer? Jacqueline is my guest, and the eating of guests is not allowed. Go on, now. You've plenty of cat food to keep you happy. We ladies must help one another.

Then she went into her father's study as he was going over his accounts.

Fluttershy: You're missing the party.

Father: Oh, I imagine it's much like all the other ones. And I'm leaving first thing, Fl.

Fluttershy: No. But you're... You're hardly back from the last trip. Do you have to go?

Father: It's just a few months, my darling. What would you like me to bring you home from abroad? You know, your sisters... uh, stepsisters, have asked for parasols and lace. What will you have?

Futtlershy: Bring me the first branch your shoulder brushes on your journey.

Father: That's a curious request.

Futtlershy: Well, you'll have to take it with you on your way... and think of me when you look at it. And when you bring it back, it means that you'll be with it. And that's what I really want. For you to come back. No matter what.

She gets emotion and her father give her a hug, but without knowing Adagio was just outside of the door listening of what they saying.

Father: I will,Fluttershy, while I'm away, I want you to be good to your stepmother and stepsisters, even though they may be... trying at times.

Futtershy: I promise.

Father: Thank you. I always leave a part of me behind, Fluttershy. Remember that. And your mother's here, too, though you see her not. She's the very heart of this place. And that's why we must cherish this house, always, for her.

Fluttershy: I miss her. Do you?

Father: Very much.

Morning came and it was the day that Fluttershy had to say goodbye to her father, as he was away to a new journey, as his carriage takes off, everyone wave goodbye.

Sonata: Remember the lace! I simply must have it!

Aria: And my parasol! For my complexion! That means skin, if you don't know!

Fluttershy: Bye!

Father: Bye, Fluttershy!

Fluttershy: I love you!

Father: I love you, too!

Fluttershy: Bye!

With that, the Dazzlings headed inside, leaving Fluttershy alone, when the carriage was finally out of sight, Fluttershy also made her way back into the house. She was passing the drawing room when she heard her name called by her stepmother.

Adagio: Fluttershy, dear.

Wiping tears from her eyes, she entered the room.

Adagio: Now, now. Mustn't blub.

Fluttershy: Yes, Stepmother.

Adagio: Oh, you needn't call me that. "Madam" will do.

She paused as her daughters let out a piercing shriek.

Adagio: Sonata and Aria have always shared a room. Such dear, affectionate girls. I think they're finding the sleeping quarters rather confining.

Then somehow Fluttershy got an idea.

Fluttershy: Oh, well, my bedroom's the biggest besides yours and Father's. Perhaps they'd like to share it.

Adagio: What a wonderful idea. What a good girl you are.

Fluttershy: I can stay in the...

Adagio: The attic. Quite so.

Fluttershy: The attic.

Adagio: Yes. Oh, only temporarily, while I have all the other rooms redecorated. The attic's so nice and airy and you'll be away from all of our fuss and bother. You'd be even more cozy if you kept all this bric-a-brac up there with you. Keep you amused.

Fluttershy made her way up to the attic. When she opened the door, she was met with a gust of cold, dusty air.

Fluttershy: Well... no one shall disturb me here.

With help of her animal friends Fluttershy made the attic like a home.

Fluttershy: How very pleasant. No cats... and no stepsisters.

Without her knowing her stepsisters were downstairs hearing her talking to her friends, they think she was mad. The next morning even know Fluttershy now live in attic but she still love to help out the household especially Applejack, she been working at the house for years when Fluttershy was just a baby.

Fluttershy: Good morning Applejack

Applejack: Morning sugercube.

Adagio: Wake up, girls! It's lunch time!

Mornings did not agree with Fluttershy's stepsisters. And they lacked accomplishment in such domestic arts as keeping house. In fact, they lacked accomplishment in any art. It was a lover and his lass. Fluttershy's great comfort were the letters that Father would send from his travels. The weeks away lengthened to months, but every day would bring his thoughts from some distant part. Until late one afternoon.