Author's Notes:

Hey everyone!

Sorry for those of you who have been waiting patiently for this story to start up again and then I go over a week without updating. But not to worry I promise the story will be consistently updated from now on, unless something bad happens.

To that end, we are now to the point where the family will get together and have it's first official meeting. Now, a quick warning that the episode canon WILL change to fit my story.What does this mean? It means the episodes will be out of order from this point on because a few major ones will be swapped with others and some will be written out competently.

Other than that hope you guys enjoy!

The next morning was literally abuzz with excitement. Buttercup and Peanut were happily eating breakfast while Trixie sipped her coffee. She sighed at the depressing thought of Spitfire being in the hospital again. Yet, in spite of that she smiled for her two new additions to her family. Today was to be a big day for the little ones. This was the day they enrolled in school.

Well, not yet anyway. Today they were going to be evaluated and placed in grades equivalent to their level. Thankfully the education system was built to accommodate the young ones left out for a good while.

Trixie smiled as she watched Peanut buzz with excitement in his natural form.

"I can't wait to get out and make so many new friends!" he cried jumping on the table.

"Peanut!" Trixie scolded him. "In this house we don't jump on the table."

"Yes ma'am." he said hovering over to his seat.

"Oh Peanut." Buttercup sighed shaking her head. "You're such a dunderhead."

"Am not!" he squeaked.

"Are too!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"You both are!"

Both the young ones looked at Trixie in shock as she smiled at them. Content with their silence she went back to reading the morning paper with her coffee grasped in her magical aura, holding the paper in hoof. The two grinned mischievously at one another as they got out of their seats. Silently they snuck around the mare flanking her with the intent to jump her and tickle her.

As they nodded, preparing to jump her, they lowered their bodies like cats ready to pounce. When Suddenly there was a blast of smoke as Trixie dropped a smoke bomb on the floor. When the smoke cleared, the two young ones didn't see her anywhere.

The two looked around them wondering where the elusive unicorn went. She teleported to the ceiling and with an anti-gravity spell, she hung above them giggling to herself as to not be heard.

She watched as the two young ones left the dinning area to search for her in the living area. Stalking them like a predator to its prey, Trixie slinked upside down following them in absolute silence. Once in the living area, the young batpony and changeling searched the area. Not able to find her, Peanut suggested they split to find her.

Buttercup watched as Peanut went looking in the rooms for Trixie while she remained to see if she could find her elsewhere. Not noticing the blue mare, she wandered cautiously around the dinning table, searching everywhere else but above her. Then a moment after she emerged from under the table she felt an immense weight land on her, pinning her to the ground.

"GAH! Wh-what's going on?!" she yelped. "Trixie?! Where'd you come from ?!"

The unicorn grinned at her daughter.

"Aww, couldn't find Trixie?" she said condescendingly, making the young mare blush. "You know the one thing that always gets ponies is they never look 'up'."

She nodded upward, making the young batmare look up at the ceiling. The threshal grinned making Trixie tilt her head in confusion.

"Yes, well you haven't learned the most important thing about changelings and threshals..."

"And that is?"

"SURPRISE ATTACK!" Peanut yelled as he descended from above Trixie toppling the mare over. Buttercup took the opportunity to jump on top helping to pin Trixie down. The three laughed as they tickled one another. At first it was the two youngest trying to get the blue unicorn, but then a mishap made Peanut and Trixie band together to tickle Buttercup.

Finally after several minutes, Buttercup relented calling out 'uncle!' so the other two wold stop their tickle assault on her belly. The clock rang signaling it was nearly noon. Trixie flinched not realizing how much time went by, she scooped up Peanut and began walking to the bedrooms.

"Come along Buttercup. We need to get ready for your meeting at the school." she instructed the brown batpony.

"Yes ma'am." she replied like a little solider, following her.

Thirty minutes later as they got ready, Peanut buzzed excitedly as he changed into hit batpony form running around Trixie as she did her mane. Buttercup examined the silvery mane thoroughly. It was a beautiful mane, so shiny and clean. Examining her own, she felt so inferior to Trixie. To her Trixie was the epitome of beauty, she herself wasn't.

"What's wrong sweetie?" Trixie asked putting her brush down.

"I just- I wish I was a pretty as you Trixie." she sighed, sadly folding her ears down.

"Oh, tish tosh! You're a very beautiful young mare!" Trixie scolded her. "One day I'll be so old and you'll be the next hottest thing on the block, and you know what?" The batpony looked up at her expectantly. Trixie grinned throwing her black cloak over herself magically connecting the clasp together.

"When you're out there, and I'm too old to go anywhere, you know what I'll be saying? 'That right there is my daughter Buttercup, the most beautiful mare in all the land.'" she boasted patting her on the head. The young mare smiled rubbing against the hoof like a cat. Peanut, not getting any of the attention, puffed his cheeks and also began to rub against Trixie's leg.

The unicorn mare giggled scooping him up and pulled Buttercup into a hug. "You two are now Trixie's greatest treasures in all the world. And I'll never let go." she cooed.

"HEY! What about me?!" a masculine female voice called from behind her making them all scream.

Trixie quickly calmed herself, her face turning to a full blown scowl as she turned to see her mate rolling on the floor with a cast left leg and wing, a stilt laying by her side. Trixie growled at the mare stomping over, she towered over the pegasus levitating a familiar suitcase overhead with the most angry face she could muster.

Spitfire's laughing slowly died down as she realized the angry blue mare above her, turning into a nervous chuckle.

"Heh, heh, he-hey there beautiful?" she asked, unsure of what to say.

"Hello...love." Trixie said in a playful sneer.

Slowly the suitcase rose up and Spitfire looked around trying to get up but her leg made it impossible in her panic. She managed to get on her belly to scurry away but was met with a stinging sensation on her back side, again. With a undignified yelp, she scurried right out the door, dragging her body across the floor, due to being unable to stand.

In the hallway, she managed to level herself and rubbed her red rear, grumbling to herself. Meanwhile Trixie smiled in satisfaction and put the suitcase away and returned to brushing her mane while she tended to Buttercup's. The small batpony sat still in shock by the exchange made by the two ponies, Peanut laughed clapping his hooves the whole time.

Eventually Spitfire managed to limp back into the room, peeking her head in first. Satisfied the infernal suitcase was away, goddess above she hated that thing, she inched her way in and with an awkward limp she managed to get to Trixie and the two young ones. Peanut was now trying to imitate the mares by brushing his mane with a spare brush he'd found lying around. She waddled over to Trixie's side and nuzzled her affectionately.

"Hey, hon."

"Hey yourself, you featherbrained idiot." Trixie snapped pushing her away.

Hurt by her sudden outburst, Spitfire got in front of her and plopped herself down on a pillow. "Hey now, what's all this about?" she demanded.

Trixie put her brush down and looked at the two young ponies. "Sweeties go get your things. Trixie must speak to Spitfire."

They nodded and left the two mares alone closing the door behind them.From behind the closed door Buutercup began to squeal to herself making Peanut jump in fright.

"Gah! I can't believe it! That was Spitfire! Spitfire, Peanut! The greatest Wonderbolt in Equestria! And We live with her!"

"Spitfire? Who now?" he asked tilting his head.

"Oh, that's right, you don't care about that stuff." she huffed. "Well, regardless she's a very famous pony! And we live with her! Even Fleetfoot is our neighbor!"

"Who?" Peanut asked again.

"Ugh!" the brown threshal grunted to herself throwing her head in her hooves and fell backwards to the floor. Peanut watched her as she rolled on the floor like she was in pain, but really she was just frustrated. The changeling in disguise walked over petting her head gently instantly calming his older sibling.

Meanwhile in the isolated room Trixie hadn't said a word to Spitfire since the young ones left. Spitfire rubbed her neck nervously, not sure of what to say. She looked around the room wondering what Trixie was waiting for. She looked like she was expecting the pegasus to say something, but for the life of her Spitfire couldn't figure it out.

Finally unable to bear the silence anymore she finally got the courage to ask the big question she'd been hoping to dodge the whole time.

"OK, hon, what are you mad about?" she asked cautiously.

"Oh, so sorry but Trixie was just a biiiiiit, ever so slightly, just a hint upset that her mate almost died AGAIN!" she yelled pulling out the newspaper from the previous night, showing the main article about the Young Fliers Competition. "Trixie was afraid you may have died! Or worse! What if you can never fly again?! And who is this Raritits?"

"It's Rarity, hon, and she's a unicorn that participated in the competition." Spitfire stated factually.

"That's beside the point! While we're on the subject, what happened to you!?! The paper said youweren'tinjured!Whathappened!?!"

"Trixie calm down, breath!" the pegasus yelled shaking the now hyperventilating mare.

After several minutes, the mare managed to calm herself, with a few affectionate kisses from Spitfire. She was now laying on the bed in Spitfire's lap having her mane stroked by her. She felt so pathetic it made her want to cry. Thankfully Spitfire was there to make it all better. She could tell Trixie was genuinely upset from her outburst.

"Hey you alright now, beautiful?" she cooed poking her on the nose.

Trixie gave a grunt swatting the yellow hoof away. "Humph, you brute." Her horn lit up pulling Spitfire's bangs, bringing her head down into the blue mares lips.

She struggled at first but realized it was just a kiss, and embraced it afterwards. Her wings threatening to flare out as the kiss persisted. Trixie then got up pushing her back on the bed gently, as to not injure her crippled wing, and began kissing the mares neck. The display of affection made Spitfire moan as she spread her legs open, Trixie guided herself down the yellow belly and eventually found her way to the mares thighs. There she nibbled the inner thigh making Spitfire give off a horny gasp.

Grinning she suddenly stopped. Spitfire's head shot up as she looked at he blue mare putting on her cutest innocent face.

"You did that on purpose!" she accused her mate, pointing at her.

Trixie was about to respond when a tiny grey head popped up from the side of the bed. Both mares gasped at the sight of Peanut's head.

"What are you doing?" he asked, completely unaware of what they were doing.

"How long were you there?!" Trixie yelped covering herself with her arms as though exposed.

Peanut tilted his head to the side not understanding, just as Buttercup hovered into the room. She patted the changeling on the head picking him up like a foal.

"Oh, don't mind them Peanut." she said, grinning. "They were just doing the dirty dance."

Peanut tilted his head again not understanding. He then turned his attention to Trixie, his tiny blue eyes pierced her soul in the most adorable manner. Spitfire dawwe'd at the sight of the tiny disguised changeling (thinking he's a batpony).

"Mamma Trixie, what's the dirty dance?"

"AND You two have overstayed your welcome! Come along now let's go to the kitchen and talk out there. That sound good? Good? OK." she said glaring at her daughter, who had a sly look on her face. "Ill get you for this later."

"Sure thing."

"So, hon, gonna introduce me to the two new additions to our family?" Spitfire asked taking hold of Peanut. She rubbed his belly making him squeal in delight. "Aww, he's so cute!"

The changeling decided to change into his natural form, his body engulfed in a green flame, making Spitfire scream and drop him to the floor. The changeling bounced on the floor with a squeak. Once Spitfire realized what he was she sighed in relief.

"I see you took a shine to Peanut." Trixie giggled lifting the changeling up and cuddling him. "Isn't he the cutest thing?"

"He sure is." the pegasus replied. "And who's this little one? Another changeling perhaps?"

"No ma'am. I'm a threshal 100% Name's Buttercup." she said extending her hoof. Spitfire smiled taking her hoof and shaking hers. "Of course I know who you are ma'am."

"Please, just Spitfire. Ma'am makes me feel old."

"You ARE old, love."

"You hush, Trixie!" Spitfire snapped at her mate, who giggled. "Don't you listen to her, she lies all the time. Anyways it's a pleasure to finally meet you both. Trixie has told me so much about you two."

"She has?" Buttercup asked, looking at Trixie.

"Oh yes, she often bragged about the two of you and several others." Spitfire said looking at the now flushing unicorn. "But she was particularly fond of you two."

Buttercup made no movements. She simply stared at her hoof not saying a word. Eventually Spitfire poked her and the young mare swayed back and forth slightly, still staring at her hoof. "I got a hoof shake from Spitfire." she said staring at her hoof.

The Wonderbolt gave Trixie a smug smile. "Yeah, you did kid. Also you can now say you're adopted by said Wonderbolt."

She smiled hopping excitedly as Peanut waddled over to her nudging her side. "Not now silly! I'm basking in the moment." she said dreamily.

Spitfire laughed while Trixie rolled her eyes. Buttercup blushed realizing what she had said and lowered her head embarrassed.

"Well, regardless we should get going Spitfire. Trixie's enrolling them into school today."

"Oh, great! I'll get my travel crutch and come along!" Spitfire said excited, but Trixie blocked her path.

"Oh no you don't! Not in your condition!"

"Aw, come on, hon, you know me! I can handle it!" Spitfire said pridefully, posing as Trixie does. Peanut and Buttercup snickered at Trixie who was glaring at her mate.

"Brute." she sneered to the pegasus.

"I love you too, hon," she said hopping over and giving Trixie a quick kiss on the cheek. "I promise I'll be fine. Come on let's go."

"Fine, but the minute you start moaning and groaning you're coming home!"

"I will. Promise."

The two hugged. Peanut buzzed at the amount of love soaring in the air, his tiny wings beat making him hover inches off the ground before he dropped back on his hooves. Buttercup walked up to him placing a saddlebag on him, and after placing hers on they waited at the door for their new parents to meet them.

Once all together they left the Ivory Apartments and headed deep into Manehatten to Manehatten Private Academy to enroll Peanut and Buttercup.