It was an hour later when I had my lunch in my home, after feeling satisfied, I left home and thought about what I could do for the rest for the day. Suddenly a scooter zoomed towards me, but it was going too fast so I slowed it down to a halt with my magic.

"Woah! Slow down...Scootaloo, you own a scooter?" I asked.

"Yeah...I didn't see you there, my bad." Scootaloo replied.

"Well be more careful with your speed...it kills...trust me." I advised.

"I will next time, after all, me and the others will listen to your orders like we said last night when you saved us."

"So you really mean it? Fair enough." I smiled, "Actually, I've been meaning to find out more about what the CMC Club is about."

"Well, first of all, we got a clubhouse from Applejack that Applebloom is repairing on, I don't know what Sweetie Belle is doing and I've just finished drawing map of Ponyville, see?" Scootaloo explained as she took out a map she drew.

"Not bad, you got the popular places well drawn." I commented.

"Thanks, Bond. Say, would you like to check out our clubhouse?"

Seeing that I had nothing else to do for the day, I was curious. "Sure, I'll race you there...oh and I'll go slow just a little."

"Okay, you're on!"

Luckily, the town was quiet with not many ponies around, so I flew up and whooshed away whilst Scootaloo zoomed through the town and we then arrived on an empty part of Sweet Apple Acres and came across a treehouse to see Applebloom working on it.

Scootaloo reached it first since I still had to fly down and land safely.

"Woah!" Applebloom exclaimed, "Hey Scootaloo, back already? You're amazing on that scooter."

"Thanks." Scootaloo noticed the clubhouse which looked quite new, "Wow Applebloom. You did all this?"

"Yep. Ah fixed the broken shudder, sanded off the splinters, rebuilt the roof, painted it."

"That's very impressive to hear all that from you two." I intervened. "But what's Sweetie Belle up to?"

"Ah think she's dusting the furniture we're going to be using for the clubhouse."

"Cool, let's see how she's getting on." Scootaloo suggested.

We then walked a bit further past the treehouse and through a hedge to find Sweetie Belle dusting with her tail, but also singing a tune...which sounded elegant. With Applebloom's repairing Scootaloo's scooter racing and Sweetie's singing, I could tell straight away that they each had a different talent that they were destined to have, but with them being fillies, they weren't exactly smart to catch on.

"There ya are, Sweetie Belle." Applebloom said, "See, ah told ya that we can find her by following her totally awesome voice."

"What's that sweet tune you're singing?" Scootaloo asked.

Sweetie looked a little shy to say, "Oh, I was just working on our Cutie Mark Crusaders theme song."

"Cool!" the two fillies replied.

"Teach us?" Scootaloo asked.

"Well, I've only come up with one part. But okay."

"We're gonna head back to the clubhouse to work on our song, we'll be alright, Bond." Scootaloo said to me.

"Alright, don't you three work too hard." I responded.

After they walked on back, I flew up and thought of seeing Trixie again, but this time I would be feeling more confident to tell her my past from my sister leaving to moving to Ponyville. Maybe she'll tell me her past in return when she hears about it. I flew up and over the Everfree Forest to her home and sure enough, she was home today...I smiled gently as I flew down and landed outside her home.

"Bond Racer!" Trixie gasped as she saw me, "I've missed you!"

"I've missed you too, Trixie." I replied as we shared a loving hug, before kissing passionately.

"You're such a good kisser, Bond."

"Well I learnt from the very best, which is you." I then smirked.

Trixie giggled, "Mind if you come in? I think it's time we talked about each other's past."

"Sure, I've got loads of time for that."

We then headed on inside and sat on the sofa. Holding hooves, we smiled and looked into each others eyes...it was a special moment for us both.

"So, why don't I start talking about my past, so that you can be more comfortable with talking about yours?" I asked.

"That would be helpful, thank you." Trixie answered.

So taking a deep breath, I began telling her exactly the same thing I heard from my sister and then what happened to me afterwards, which led me to move to Ponyville. Word by word, I told her the whole of my past and it felt more comfortable talking about it this time, as it was just Trixie that was present, nopony else. After I was done, Trixie looked back at me with a sad expression.

"I'm so sorry to hear all that," Trixie said, kissing me "But at least you still have a family member to support and stay in touch with." Trixie said.

"It's alright and what do you mean by still having a family member?" I asked.

"Well...this is where I shall tell you why."

Trixie took a deep breath and began her story...

It all started when I was a baby, born at Vanhoover Hospital, I was the only filly in the family and living with my parents was so wonderful. Even though my father didn't show much love, he still paid attention, but my mother loved me so much and would always be there for me.

"Look dear, isn't she beautiful?" my mother asked while she was holding me in her hooves.

"She is, honey." my father answered, "She looks like you a lot more than me."

"I think we should call her...Trixie."

"That's great..." was all he could say.

When I became a toddler, I learnt that I was a unicorn as my parents were and that we lived in a forest far far away from Vanhoover, but we were not far off Canterlot either. Back then, I didn't know anything about magic so I didn't use my horn for anything. I did however learn to draw early on which was a picture of myself with a magicians hat and cloak, I showed it to my mum.

"Mommy, mommy, look at this!" I exclaimed, showing a picture of me.

"Oh my...that is VERY well drawn! We'll have to post that up on the fridge." my mother said and she did exactly that.

Then, another time when I was sitting in my stool, drinking apple juice, my Mother would play a game.

"Where is mommy...there she is! Where is mommy...there she is!" she would say and I would yell yay in return.

It was all what I at a toddler age wanted, a loving mother, as she would pick me up and have me pretending to fly around the home before being hugged and loved...but with my father however, it wasn't so positive. Whenever I saw him, it was only when he came home from work and when I tried to get his attention, he would brush me off, not wanting to do anything with me.

"Daddy? Can I have upsies?"

"Trixie, daddy is very busy. Why don't you go and find mommy to have upsies with?" he would normally reply.

At first, I didn't understand about emotions, but with my father, I was learning very quick and not in a loving way. But with my Mum, it was always about being loved, but I wished my dad showed some attention and care. Things were okay for a few weeks from that point on, despite my Dad coming home very late from his nights at the tavern and waking up with a hangover the next morning. But on one fateful night when my Mum couldn't take it anymore, it all changed and for the worst. I was in my crib with my cuddly ursa bear and a pine-cone my mother picked down from a tree for me.

"Twemble in fear mista ursa bear! For by this magic amuwet I wield, you have been defeated!"

But I then heard a slam coming from the front door.

"Finally, you're back from that god-awful tavern you cannot stop going to even though I told you to stop! I've made up my mind, I'm divorcing you!" my Mother yelled.

"Huh? What's that honey? Keep it quiet...our daughter's asleep right?" my Dad asked, although he sounded incredibly drunk, worse than ever before.

"God, your breath stinks! I'm tired of you spending all of your money drinking and gambling every other night!"

"I said keep it down...I gambled cause I wanted us to..to be..be rich and if we were...were rich, you would be willing to buck me every night, so that we could have a son and I would be much happier!" said my Dad who started to yell.

"So THAT'S why, is it? You were so disappointed about us having a daughter, you didn't want anything to do with her?!"

"NO! I wanted a son and I said we...we could have a second child, but you w-w-w-wouldn't let that happen!"

"But we have several bills to pay and we are behind on many of them as enough as it is and as of this evening, I learnt that YOU started to spend our daughter's future college fund! So this is the last straw, I'm leaving tonight and I'm taking our daughter with me!"

"What? But I'll earn that...that money back...don't you worry...about it all. Just...come here...have a swig of this...this here wine...and give me some sugar baby."

"Oh god...you seriously need to...what are you doing? GET OFF ME!"

"I WANT A SON...AND YOU'RE...YOU'RE GONNA LOVE IT!"

"NOOO! GET YOUR HOOVES OFF ME!"

I then heard a hoofslap, but I then heard a bottle smashed, followed by several loud thuds on the floor.

"MAMA!" I shouted, but neither of them heard me.

"Ahhh who...cares, she was a...a lousy wife anyway..." my Dad said before he walked into another room.

I began crying, I wanted to help my mum, but there was nothing I could do. So in the very dark of the night, I left the house but not before looking at where my Mum was...she was lying down and not breathing, she had been killed by a severe cut to the head and was bleeding excessively. I got out of the house quickly and after leaving the forest, I walked for hours until I came across Canterlot Castle by dawn.

I asked a few ponies around by the morning if they could help me because I was lost and feeling hungry, but being the Canterlot ponies they were, they didn't pay attention, so just outside the Canterlot station, I gave up and poured out all of my emotions whilst closing my eyes, remembering the happy times I had with my mother and that I would never see her again...but when I opened my eyes, there was sparks flying above my horn, that was when I discovered my first magic spell, I was able to perform tiny bright sparklers and by then, a few ponies began to take notice.

"My My! What a beautiful display you have here." one pony said.

"And at such a young age, very impressive!" another pony agreed.

"Here you go, buy yourself a treat you adorable little angel." Then, I saw several bits being given to me.

After doing this for 12 hours, I collected loads of bits and found a place to stay by the alleyway, there was a fresh cardboard box that I used as my home, but it wasn't for long. When I grew up to a filly, I had learnt to master a few spells and tricks all by myself and I then travelled across several towns and cities all over Equestria, but I never went back to Vanhoover because of my past.

But since I didn't have friends or a school to go to, I didn't learn all about the meaning of friendship and instead, I became a boaster and made up stories to make me feel better about myself...which is why you and every other pony saw the way I acted.

I listened to all of Trixie's past and it made me cry a little.

"Trixie...I am so, so sorry to hear about all this. I guess we both suffered a harsh filly-hood in the past. What happened to your dad though?" I asked.

"I heard from a neighbour who used to live in Vanhoover that he died of alcohol poisoning."

"Well it may not be my place to say it, but looks like he got what he deserved."

"I don't blame you for saying that, Bond. He wasn't a good dad to me anyway."

We then got into a loving hug, sharing our tears together and several kisses.

"Well you know what, I feel much better sharing my past with you, Trixie."

"I feel the same way, Bond...I'll always love you and I'll always give you support and strength like my Mother did."

"And whilst I learnt about love from my parents, I never knew they loved me more than my sister."

"Oh Bond..."

"Trixie..."

We carried on sharing our love together for a while longer, before catching a breather and getting a few drinks of water.

"Look, it's almost sunset, we must've talked and made love for a long time." I pointed.

"I guess you should get going back to Ponyville, don't worry about me, I feel much better putting my past behind and telling you."

"That's good to know, I love you, Trixie."

"I love you too, Bond. I'll see you again soon."

We smiled before sharing one more passionate kiss, I then left her home and flew up out of the forest. I then landed in town to spot Spike walking towards the fillies school.

"What's going on?" I asked, hoping to get an answer.

"Haven't you heard, it's the filly school talent show." Spike answered, "Come on dude, you gotta watch this."

I nodded and began walking to the school to see a small theatre stage where it was taking place, I looked to see Snips and Snail doing some magic tricks, I guess they learnt a little when Trixie was around and when it was over, I shared a laugh before walking around to the backstage area.

I then heard Miss Cheerlie came on stage, "How about a round of applause for our S&S magic act?"

"Now for our next act we have Sunny Days and Peachy Pie reciting their favourite poem... on rollerskates!"

As I walked on to the backstage, I saw the three fillies and Twilight, a couple of ponies passed by us, on rollerskates.

"Break a leg!" Sweetie Belle exclaimed, who had her hooves on top of a wooden box with Applebloom and Scootaloo.

Applebloom looked shocked and responded to Sweetie Belle's comment. "Sweetie Belle! What a thing to say!"

"No, no, no." Sweetie Belle explained. "You see, in the theatre it's considered bad luck to say 'good luck'. So you say 'break a leg' instead."

"That is very true fact!" I intervened which caused them to look at me. "How are you doing you three?"

"Nervous..." They all answered, holding their hooves toward their mouths.

"Don't worry, I know how you feel. You're gonna be amazing." I encouraged.

"Remember, just stick to what you know best." Twilight added, "I can't wait to hear you sing, Sweetie Belle."

"Why does everypony always think I'm gonna sing?" Sweetie Belle asked, annoyed.

"Actually, Twilight Sparkle, I'm the main singer tonight." Scootaloo answered.

"Oh?" Twilight questioned surprised.

"And I'm the main dancer. Hai-ya!" Applebloom released a chop.

"Oh?" Twilight repeated, more worriedly.

"And I'm in charge of..."

"Costumes?" Twilight answered for Sweetie Belle.

"And sets and props. How'd you know?"

"Really, girls? Are you sure...?" Twilight released a smile, in hopes to change their minds, which was pretty much too late now. "Cutie Mark Crusaders, you're on next." Ms. Cheerilee announced nearby. "Break a leg."

"Break a le..." Twilight repeated until Applebloom tripped while running towards the stage. "…Uh... good luck…!" The three threw their hooded capes backstage as they walked on stage.

"Twilight, I don't blame you for saying that...it seems they haven't grasped what they're meant do to yet." I said to her, as we stood back behind the curtains to watch the performance.

"Look, here are three little ponies" The faces of Sweetie Belle and Applebloom were lit.

"Ready to sing for this crowd

Listen up, 'cause here's our story

I'm gonna sing it…

"VERY LOUD!" They both screamed out loud, causing Twilight and I to stand in shock and silence. I could only imagine how Applejack was feeling at this moment.

"When you're a younger pony…" Applebloom danced very…um…

"And your flank is very bare" Sweetie Belle began pulling a rope which revealed a wooden sun, which it's planks of wood were cut unevenly and all the nails were just… messy…

"Feels like the sun will never come

When your cutie mark's not there

So the three of us will fight the fight!" Applebloom made karate moves.

"There is nothing that we fear…" Sweetie Belle released a rope which lowered fake bats, spiders, and ghosts.

"We'll have to figure out what we'll do next …

The three of them began singing. "Till our cutie marks are here!"

"We are the Cutie Mark Crusaders" My eye started to even twitch at this point.

"On a quest to find out who we are

And we will never stop the journey…" Scootaloo fell off a piece of the scenery.

"Not until we have our cutie marks!" Sweetie Belle activated a fog machine, causing the stage to be engulfed in a fog.

They began jumping around, even bumping into each other again and releasing grunts. Scootaloo began singing solo again.

"They all say that you'll get your mark…

When the time is really right…" Sweetie Bell ran across with a clock in her mouth but tripped over Scootaloo.

"And you know just what you're supposed to do…" The spotlight was accidentally set on Applebloom, who released another kick, but getting her leg stuck on one of the cardboard trees.

"And your talent comes to light

But it's not as easy as it sounds

And that waiting's hard to do

So we test our talents everywhere…" Sweetie Bell ran upwards on to the top of the stage to place a blue filter on one of the spotlights.

"Until our face is blue!" Scootaloo positioned her face on to the blue spotlight.

"We are the Cutie Mark Crusaders

On a quest to find out who we are!" A sudden large wind blew throughout the stage, causing everything to be in complete chaos.

"And we will never stop the journey

Not until we have our cutie marks!" Applebloom finally released her trapped leg from the cardboard tree, only to cause the other cardboard drawings to fall. Sweetie Belle noticed this and ran on top of a platform to prevent it, even as she continued to sing.

"We are the Cutie Mark Crusaders

On a quest to find out who we are…" Another one of the cardboard houses began falling as well, causing Sweetie Belle to lift her other hoof to catch it. As she continued to struggle, holding up the scenery, I could only place my hoof in front of my face.

"And we will never stop the journey

Not until we have our cutie marks!"

Everything in the stage tumbled and crashed upon the girls, creating a very destructive noise. They poked their heads out, smiling at the audience, but they only received an awkward silence and finally laughter. The three fillies widened their eyes in shock and soon began walking back backstage with their heads held low in shame.

"Wow. That did not go as well as I expected." Scootaloo commented as she walked passed us.

"Ah can't believe they're laughin' at us!" Applebloom added.

"Was it that bad?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Back on stage, girls. It's time for the awards!" Ms. Cheerilee announced as Spike walked by her.

"Back on stage? No." Sweetie Belle answered in a demanding tone.

"They'll just laugh some more." Applebloom tried to reason.

"Yeah, what's the point?" Scootaloo asked.

"Now girls, let's be good sports. You made a great effort. You should be proud. Now come on!" Ms. Cheerilee, along with Spike, walked out into the stage and addressed the audience.

"Let's hear it for all our talented fillies and colts." The ponies began stomping their hooves.

"Despite that all going haywire, I hope they get an award for their efforts" I said to Twilight and as I looked on.

Twilight and Fluttershy could only agree with me by doing the same thing.

"Our first award goes to..." Ms. Cheerilee began. "Snips and Snails, for best magic act."

Spike had placed the awards on their necks. As they moved to the front, I noticed that the girls were trying to hide behind the ponies in order to cover their appearance.

"Hey! Mine's at least shinier." The short one, who must have been Snips, expressed.

"Well, mine's bigger." The tall one, who must have been Snails, argued.

"Oh yeah, well..." Snips tried to counterattack. "Well, mine is, um... heavier?"

"The next award goes to..." Ms. Cheerilee announced as the two left the stage. "Sunny Daze and Peachy Pie for best dramatic performance." Spike walked up to them and presented them with their medals. "And finally, the last award of the night goes to..." The drum rolls began and with my worried expression, I hoped that the girls would receive it. "The Cutie Mark Crusaders!" Ms. Cheerilee exclaimed, leaving the girls very shocked and surprised.

"What?" They questioned.

"For best comedy act." Ms. Cheerilee announced, which the audience followed by cheers.

Spike presented them with awards as they bowed in front of the audience.

"Well it wasn't as I expected, but at least they got an award…" I commented.

The three girls ran over backstage very excitedly.

"Can you believe it? We won!" Applebloom exclaimed.

"I knew our act was awesome." Scootaloo stated.

"You know what would be the best?" Sweetie Belle asked. "If we won and we got our cutie marks."

The three of the removed their costumes in hopes to find their cutie marks on their flanks, but groaned in disappointment when they found out they didn't. Twilight and I walked over to them.

"Congratulations, ponies!" Twilight exclaimed. "Job well done."

"Thanks, Twilight…" The three of them responded sadly.

"Hey, you don't sound too excited." I said.

They sighed. "We worked really hard and won a prize but we still don't have our cutie marks." Scootaloo replied.

"Which is the prize we really wanted." Sweetie Belle added.

"Oh, girls..."

"But we think we know why." Applebloom said.

"Yes. We know why." Sweetie Belle joined.

"Oh? Tell me. I'd love to make a special report to the Princess." Twilight replied.

"Well, maybe we were trying too hard?" Sweetie Belle guessed.

"Yes? And..."

"And instead of forcing ourselves to do something that's not meant for us..." Scootaloo continued.

"Yes? Yes?" Twilight pursued

"We each should be embracing our true talent!" Applebloom finished.

"And that is...?" I asked.

The girls looked at each other for a moment and answered. "Comedy!"

Their answer did not only shock Twilight, but me as well...I had to laugh on the inside as they obviously haven't figured out their real talents, but maybe next time they will.

"Apple Bloom! You did it!" Applejack exclaimed who was on the empty stage with Rarity and Rainbow Dash.

"Did you see our award? Weren't we funny?" They asked excitedly as they ran towards them.

"One day..." Twilight giggled. "One day..."

"I guess they haven't thought what their talents were, hey Twilight?" I asked.

"Yep." She giggled again. "Isn't it obvious?"

"It sure is...they just have to find out themselves and I have no idea when that will happen."

"Agreed" Twilight responded.

"Well, time to call it a night I think, goodnight Twilight."

"Same here as I've gotta get Spike to send the letter, goodnight Bond."

I then left the school and walked back home, heading straight into bed since I couldn't keep myself awake for long. What a day it was, between exchanging our pasts with Trixie and watching the cutie mark crusaders performing, it's amazing that I can put up with a lot of randomness since that is what I'm all about in general. Sleeping away, I can only think of what else could happen. Next Chapter: A Dog & Pony Show Estimated time remaining: 25 Hours, 27 Minutes