They say you follow in your parent’s hoofprints.

The problem here is that my dad was making a living as a pole dancer when he was my age, and my dad was sitting in Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns as an Earth Pony at about the same time.

I guess that sounds pretty jumbled, huh?

My name’s Smooth Candy. Moondancer – the stripper dad – named me, because he said my coat looked like caramel and caramel was smooth. My other dad, Time Turner, likes to remind him that he protested the name heavily because it sounded like a porn star name.

I believe, “you fell in love with a porn star,” was the retort through a mouthful of cereal before the box of the same food smacked into the back of his head.

I’m an Earth Pony, like both of my dads. My foster mom was a nice little mare named Twinkleshine who had been friends with Moondancer for a long time. Despite her not being really related to me, she was basically my mom. She was the one my dads ran to when I started having ‘girl problems’, and she was the one who explained the birds and the bees – despite the fact that Moondancer basically lived the happier side of said experience.

This is my last year of high school. On top of that, last year was the one that all the Pegasus- and Unicorn-exclusive schools release their students,  so my class had at least tripled, with the Summer Sun Celebration partygoers sticking around for a few months as well.

Ah, the Summer Sun Celebration.

The night I forgot what my parents taught me. All three of them.

That was the night I met Rowan.

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