"Goodnight, our Melody." Flick said as he kissed her on the four head.


Years Later...


"Papa! Look at those croissants!" Melody shouted as she pointed at a fancy restaurant. Melody was now 10 years old, well in pony years.

"Oh, I'm sorry honey those are too expensive," Flick said.

"But Papa, I thought we're rich." Said the white unicorn with orange hair.

"Well, your mother's the one whose rich, not me darling." Her father replied, "But, I think we could get some cupcakes at Ms. Marie's place, her treats are always cheap. Plus, you get to see Winston again!"

Melody gasped. Winston was Ms. Marie's niece, and he would be at her bake shop every Saturday, so he and Melody became really close. "Papa! Why are you so slow! Come on, come on!"

The two of them opened the front door and a little chime beside the hinge rang a sweet tune. "Melody!" Winston cheered. "Winston!" The filly replied. They hugged and Melody playfully pushed her hoof onto his nose.

"Hey Marie, just three cupcakes for today." Flick said as he ruffled Melody's hair with his hoof, then walked up to the front counter where all the delicous sweet treats were displayed. "Nice seeing you here Mr. Shnoder, I'll be right with you, can't risk these muffins burning." The white and yellow mare replied.

Suddenly, Winston started to sneeze a few times, soon it turned worse and his nose turned completely red! "What's wrong with you? Are you allergic to me?" Melody asked, stepping backwards a few steps. She didn't want him to get sick so she didn't touch him.

"No, the only thing I'm allergic to are Daffodils," Winston said, after sneezing once more, "You smell like my grandma's perfume Mel!"

"Oh I'm sorry, Papa and I went to the flower shop across the street over there," Melody exclaimed, pointing out the window to a shop called "Spring Shower Flowers".

"Don't worry Melody I have you covered! Literally!" Ms. Marie said, as she took a strange bottle with a spray nozzle and left the kitchen. She sprayed a strange mist around the confused unicorn. Melody took a sniff. "Wow, I smell nothing, thank you Ms. Marie! But, if you don't mind me asking, what is this stuff?" She asked.

"Oh it's anti odor spray, an old recipe my great grandfather used." Ms. Marie said, "Oh, and here you go flick, some cupcakes!"

"Thanks Marie, see you around!" Flick replied. "Bye Winston, sorry we couldn't play today, my mom's probably wondering where we are."

"That's okay! Just next time, make sure you don't go to a flower store before coming here."

The two friends laughed, and hugged one last time.


"Mama, we're home!" Melody exclaimed, but afterwards she was confused, for no one answered her back. "Mama?"

"Darling? Are you home?"

Suddenly, a mare came down the stairs, wearing a silk black dress and diamond earings. "Flick?" She said. "What took you so long... you had me worried." Though she said these things, she had no emotion in her voice. Almost like she didn't even care.

"Dearest, you look... um, nice?" Flick said, flabbergasted with her appearance. Ella usually would wear big, bright, poofy gowns, but this was a surprise.

"Hi Mama! We got you cupcakes," Melody spoke, as she used her magic to carry the brown paper bag.

"Flick, did you buy these for her?" Ella asked. She seemed not happy.

"Uh, yes darling, but these were the only ones we could afford."

"This food looks poor." She replied as she kicked the bag away with her hoof. "Mama! We were going to eat that!"

"Nonsense Melody, you either eat food from home, or the finest restaurants in Canterlot." Ella scolded at her daughter. "Okay, Mama."

"Uh, Ella, could we talk honey?" Flick asked.

"Of course darling. Wait here my little Melody, me and daddy are going to have a little chat." Ella said.

The married couple walked up the sparkling golden stairs, which were lined with a soft red carpet. "So?"

"Dearest, I think Melody should maybe... visit my home town? Ponyville?" Flick said nervously. Ella didn't liked small towns, she liked big, fancy, cities. Anything otherwise she would instantly scoff and reject.

"I beg your pardon?"

"Um, It's not that your home town isn't wonderful, It's just that Melody's always here in yours. She, never got to see where I came from. And I think It's important to know the places where your parents used to live, don't you think?"

"Yes, but I don't want those, 'low life' ponies to influence her mind. It's better off not -"

"Please honey? For me?" Flick pleaded. If she disagreed, he would always try begging.

"Ugh. Fine. We'll leave tomorrow. For you darling."

"Aw, thanks honey!"

The two nuzzled their noses gently, then finally returned to their daughter.

"Melody, darling, the two of us decided," Flick began.

"To take you to Ponyville, daddy's home town." Ella finished.

Melody shot up like a firework. She always wanted to visit her father's town, but never got around to asking about it.

"Really mommy? You mean going to Papa's town. Like, Papa's actual home TOWN?!?!" Melody cheered as she pranced and leaped, "I - I can't believe this, I was - I didn't - I was actually trying to - well I -" Melody trailed off, she was too excited to even say a word!

"Melody you're stuttering again. You know how bad that is for your throat darling." Her mother warned her.

"Sorry Mama, I'm just, ECSTATIC! This is incredible! When are we leaving?"

"Tomorrow morning Melody! Isn't this exciting?" Flick exclaimed as he carried her with his hooves, stood on his hind legs, and spun around.

"Weeeee!" She shouted.

"I suppose we should have dinner now?" Ella asked.

"Yes mommy, I'm hungry!"

"Salad tonight?"

"Mm! That sounds delicious honey!"