-Fillydelphia the morning after

Ditty was lying on the bed in his hotel room with a pair of sunglasses on, wearing a bathrobe. Benny sat at the table while he poured a large coffee for his hung-over friend, eyeing the bakery box he set on the table.

"So you're a free pony now Ditty. The manager only has to worry about you checking out tomorrow and then you can kiss his sorry flank good bye."

Ditty rolled over on his back and groaned. His bed was a mess, he practically flung the covers off awhile ago when his stomach turned over. The bedspread still laid heaped on the floor.

"Neat! Stella left you muffins!" Benny said having opened the box.

"Stella?" Ditty asked throwing a forearm over his eyes. "That witch of a housemaid, left me muffins?"

"A going away present I guess. She must have left these right outside your door on top of the fresh linens." Benny said throwing a towel at Ditty, it landed completely unfurled on his face.

"Mmmmh, dark." Ditty said muffled by the towel now covering his head. "Bright light bad! Dark good. Hmmmm me like black."

"Well that's the way you're getting your coffee." Benny said pulling up a chair next to the bed. He set the box of muffins on top of the night stand. "Because I don't have any cream or sugar."

Ditty let out another groan.

"No sweets, I think I'll pass on the muffins but the coffee might help."

"Sure thing D." He handed Ditty a cup of coffee in his out stretched hoof.

Ditty sat up letting the towel fall from his face and took a sip of coffee. Benny picked up a muffin and took a bite in to it.

"Eeech." Benny said with surprise. "Stella is torturing you, these are all just bland bran muffins."

"Bland you say?" Ditty said rolling his head over to Benny. "I think I can swallow a bland muffin."

"So what happened?" Benny asked handing him a muffin. "Last I saw you; you were macking on a couple of fillies that were watching you from the bar."

Ditty's thoughts were clearing up. Yes he remembered a group, one of them was a mare he had a crush on when he was just a foal.

"Yeah some girls I knew back when I lived in Ponyville." He remarked before taking a bite in to the muffin.

"Did you?" Benny asked making a suggestive gesture with his hoof. He glanced around the room looking for evidence of last night.

"No." Ditty growled. "Before I could get anywhere playing the nostalgia card, the white unicorn in the group slipped me a tip and fed me a half-assed line on meeting their dates outside." He said hopelessly.

"So after being rejected and left alone at the bar you ordered..." Benny said knowingly

"My first shot." Ditty relentingly finished the line.

The two of them had a similar conversation before concerning another encounter Ditty botched a few months ago.

Benny reached down in to the garbage bin next to the bed and pulled out an empty bottle of gin and an empty bottle of red wine.

"Whew this looks like a volatile combination. So you decided to have a Hearth Warming party of your own? Alone."

"I don't remember the rest.” Said sickly turning away from the bottles. “Don't think I want to" Ditty took a gulp of coffee. "Next I know I wake up here in bed with a sick jolt and made a b-line for the John."

-Present day

Ditzy Doo sat at her table fidgeting. Her eyes were in their typical rolled fashion but her dominate eye remained locked on the entrance to the restaurant.

'It's him, I know it's him.' She thought slightly panicked.

Earlier she had been flying over town, when she saw Cheerilee walking and talking to the last stallion she'd ever thought she'd see in Ponyville.

She was glad she was flying high for two reasons. First, she drifted off course (again) and had she'd been a few feet lower she'd might have crashed in to the windmill. Second, she was so far up that her shadow never crossed over them causing them to look up at her.

'How much does Cheerilee know?' She asked herself. 'She never really asked me about it, she's just has always been supportive us, never said anything judgmental.'

The bell of the cafe door jingled and Cheerilee walked in. Ditzy now looked up at her with both eyes and smiled.

"Hey Ditzy." She said sitting down at the table.

"Hi." Ditzy said sounding the best she can at being nonchalant.

"No Dinky today?" She asked glancing under the table hoping to see Ditzy’s daughter, Dinky Doo, sitting under it.

"Oh no, she's with my father. He came down from Cloudsdale yesterday to visit. He got the day off from the factory."

"Oh that's nice, how is Daddy Doo? I haven't seen much of him since he moved back to Cloudsdale when you got your own place."

"Oh he's doing alright, enjoying the work and is always glad to see his granddaughter."

"How have you been?" Cheerilee said putting a gentle hoof on Ditzy's. "You know, since Doc left."

Doctor Whooves had been Ditzy's on again off again coltfriend. The Doctor was supportive to her, though he was a bit eccentric at times.

Three months ago Ditzy saw a change in his behavior, she fancied the thought it was because he was considering to purpose to her. But her hopes were broken when the Doctor just disappeared one day.

The following day she discovered she was delivering a letter to herself from the Doctor. It said he had very urgent matter to attend to, something cryptic about the water on mars, he was not sure if he could come back. It broke Ditzy's heart but she somehow knew deep down he was never coming back, at least not as the stallion she knew grew to like.

Ditzy sighed at Cheerilee.

"Dinky seems to be taking it well. But she is such an optimist, I'm just not sure if she truly understands it."

Cheerilee put her fore hoove around her old friend.

"Little ponies do take time to understand loss, she'll be OK. She has a good loving mother and grandfather."

Ditzy looked at her with both eyes and weakly smiled. She then looked off to the side.

Cheerilee looked at her carefully. She had known her Ditzy nearly her entire life. Cheerilee was the only pony Ditzy knew that could tell from her expression when she was worried, or something was wrong.

"Ditzy, what is it?" Cheerilee said.

"No.... nothing." Ditzy said eyes still not moving.

"Ditzy Doo, you may have one of the most difficult faces to understand for other ponies in this town but not to me. I know when you make that face some thing is wrong. Tell me."

Ditzy closed her eyes to try to hide her emotions to her friends but, she could feel her resolve crumble.

"How long has he been in town?" She said with her eyes still closed.

"Who?" Cheerilee asked.

"Ditty." She said weakly.

"Oh him?” Cheerilee said happily. “He just arrived on the train this morning. He's going to be the new school music teacher. You remember seeing him? Back when he was that tacky lounge singer in Fillydelphia?"

Ditzy's mind quickly raced processing the new pieces of information.

'He's the new teacher, teaching music, in school. Working with students, interacting with colts and fillies including....'

Ditzy dropped her head, she felt tears cascading through her eyelids.

"Oh, Ditzy! Oh my!" Cheerilee had now both of her fore hooves around Ditzy. "What's this got to do with Ditty? He's seems alright, the stallion has really become a nice guy by the looks of it. Far from that sleazy lounge singer we once saw. I know he was a bit of a creeper back then."

"No, no." Ditzy said. "He was never..... You really don't know, do you? I though you of all ponies would have figured it out."

"What?" Cheerilee handed Ditzy a couple of napkins from the dispenser on the table to dry her tears.

Ditzy just started, she had no restraint, the story seemed to just tumble out of her mouth.

-Fillydelphia the night of

Ditzy walked in to the lounge of the hotel she was staying at, dressed in her best evening dresses. She cut a good deal sharing a room with Rarity in a nice five star place for their Hearth's warming get together with her friends.

Rarity was still going to be awhile in the room till she was perfect for a night of clubbing and dancing. Cheerilee said she'd meet up with the two them at the bar. She and Berry Punch were staying in her dorm since Cheerilee's actual roommate went home for break.

Ditzy sat at the bar and ordered a screwdriver. She looked up at the little stage in the corner and saw a purple unicorn singing a lounge version of "Goddess rest ye merry pegasus" with a cobalt earth stallion playing piano. A brandy glass full of tips was resting on top of the piano.

Ditzy looked up at the little sign that was hanging from the ceiling above the singer's head, it read

Ditzy grew a smirk as the pieces in her memory started coming together. His name, the colors of the mane and coat, the way how his horn twisted, there was no doubt about it. That tacky lounge singer was that little colt that sat next to her those many years back in Ponyville Elementary.

The bartender placed her drink in front of her and she took a sip. She sat and listened for a while. He wasn't bad, in fact his voice was really good. The setting just gave the feeling that he was not trying hard. The whole thing just felt mediocre.

Cheerilee and Berry Punch came in to the room and sat down on either side of her.

"Hey girl, you look great." Cheerilee said looking at her dress. "Where's Rarity? She still primping?"

"Yeah." Ditzy said taking another sip of her drink. "I thought I'd start a little pregame before we hit the scene."

"Now that's what I'm talking about!" Berry Punch laughed at Ditzy and called for a vanilla schnapps and coke.

"Cosmopolitan." Cheerilee told the bartender when he looked at her.

Ditzy did not take her eyes off of the lounge singer in the corner.

"Hey Ditzy!" Cheerilee said taking her drink as the bartender slid it up to her. "What's up? You got the hots for that unicorn over there?" She said with a slight giggle and took a sip.

"No... I mean." Ditzy's heart gave a little flip while heat rose on her face both from the alcohol and Cheerilee's comment. "That unicorn used to go to school with us in Ponyville."

"No he didn't." Berry Punch said looking over at him. "I don't remember a colt with a cutie mark like that during graduation."

"No he wasn't at graduation. He left long before any of us got our cutie marks." Ditzy replied.

Cheerilee took a moment and scanned the face of the entertainer trying to picture him as a colt.

"Benny?" Berry Punch asked looking up at the sign.

"No." Ditzy replied. "Ditty. Ditty Hooves."

Cheerilee's eyes flashed as she suddenly started remembering too.

"Hooves! Yeah that's it. He and his mother lived right across the street from me. Ditty, he was always quiet as I remember."

"Well he sure ain't quiet now." Berry Punch said taking a swig.

The song he was singing had now changed to "Santa Clops is coming to town."

By this time Rarity had entered the room wearing a absolutely dazzling evening dress with an unique blend of dark silk and dark gems that would glitter only when the light hit them just right.

The mares at the bar all took a moment to compliment Rarity on her dress.

Rarity slid up to the bar and ordered a Rob Roy with a cherry.

"Well ladies what seems to be the gossip tonight?" Rarity asked waiting for her drink.

"Well Ditzy Doo and Cheerilee have been eyeing the lounge singer." Berry Punch said flashing her eyebrows and downed her drink.

Both Ditzy and Cheerilee shot her dirty glances.

"Not like that!" Cheerilee chirped. "We're interested because that lounge singer happened to be a classmate way back when we were young fillies in Ponyville."

"Oh really!" Rarity looked up amused as she took a sip of her drink the bar tender placed in front of her. "What's his name? You know I'm good with faces, but never names."

"Ditty Hooves." Said Ditzy.

"Hooves." Said Rarity to herself pondering. "Oh I remember. He lived on your street, right Cheerilee?"

"Yeah, with his mother." Cheerilee responded.

"She was a pegasus." Ditzy said softly.

"Oh that's right!" Rarity exclaimed. "She died in a flying accident."

"What!?" Cheerilee whispered at Rarity her face slightly shocked.

"Oh yeah, had an absolutely horrendous crash." Rarity said giving her drink a little stir. "Poor dear." She said sadly shaking her head/

"He left Ponyville to go live with relatives after then." Ditzy added.

"I didn't know that?" Cheerilee said glancing at Ditzy Doo. "I lived across the street from him and never found out why he just disappeared. How did you know that Ditzy?"

"Daddy told me." Ditzy looked up somberly at the stage. "He worked with Ditty's mother, they were both weather ponies."

"Mother was a pegasus? Why don't he have wings?" Asked Berry Punch asked starting on her second drink.

"Oh seriously Berry, I'm surprised you even passed your classes in school. Don't you remember biology? Basic pony genetics?" Rarity said tutting. "Pegasus genes are recessive, while unicorn ones are more dominant."

"The most dominant genes are that of earth ponies." Cheerilee said shifting in to a lecturing teacher like tone. "Why do you think Ponyville does Winter Wrap up the traditional earth pony way? Though many families have born in to them pegasus and unicorns foals, genetics dictates the majority of the populous will be earth ponies."

"That's also why all the pegasus in Cloudsdale who have fouls fly to Canterlot or Ponyville to give birth. In case their young happen to be an earth or unicorn pony who can't walk on clouds." Ditzy interjected.

"Oh come on girls. It's Hearth's Warming Eve! Let's drop the biology lesson and get out there and cut loose." Berry Punch said finishing her second drink and ordering a third.

"Now there's a mare who knows how to celebrate the holidays!" Said a smug, suave male voice.

Ditty had finished with his set while the girls were caught up in their conversation and sat down at the bar beside them.

"I couldn't help but over hear you talking. Are you ladies from Ponyville by any chance?" He said ordering a glass of gin and tonic.

"Yeah." Ditzy said to him with a smile.

"Now forgive me if I mistake you for someone else but one of your names would happen to be Cheerilee would it?" He said pointing a hoof at both Cheerilee and Berry Punch.

Berry Punch looked up at him with her mouth slightly open.

"Oh my gosh! No way!" She gasped. "She's Cheerilee, I'm Berry Punch."

"Berry Punch!" Ditty said raising his hooves in excitement. "That's the name on the tip of my tongue. You may not remember I was the little colt in school back in Ponyville who kept confusing you two."

"Oh no we remember." Said Ditzy.

"Ditty Hooves," said Rarity, who was sitting closest to Ditty, reaching out her hoof in a formal greeting. "It is absolutely wonderful to see you."

Ditty reached out and gave her hoof a polite kiss.

"Believe me the pleasure is all mine." Giving her a debonair glance. "Forgive me, miss?"

"Rarity." She responded with a prim expression. "May I say your singing was just smashing."

Ditzy hid a snort behind her glass. Rarity had not so much glanced at the musicians when she walked in the room. She didn't realize them until the group mentioned them to her. Ditzy doubted Rarity really heard any of the singing, the way she had been yapping with the rest of them.

"That is very high praise coming from a fellow unicorn of such dignified tastes." Ditty said raising his glass to her.

Rarity let out a embellished laugh at the compliment.

"Cheerilee, I have to say it's an absolute pleasure to see you again." Ditty continued turning to Cheerilee. "A colt never forgets the filly across the street. I must say you have become quite the gorgeous mare."

Cheerilee rolled her eyes but still gave a smile at his compliment.

"Oh stop. That silver tongue of yours may get you slapped." She replied.

Ditty looked over at the group as if he didn't hear Cheerilee's comment.

"So what brings you girls to the lounge? You looking for a party? Because I know a little house party the band and I were invited to."

Rarity charismatically interjected.

"Oh no don't worry yourself about us. Our dates should be ready for us outside ladies."

Rarity flashed her horn magic and floated some money on to the bar to pay for the drinks and floated a few extra bits in to Ditty's front coat pocket.

"Gratuity for wonderful entertainment and a start of a perfectly good Hearth’s Warming evening Mr. Hooves. Come on girls let's not keep our stallions waiting."

"Well I won't keep you ladies." Ditty said meekly. "Cheerilee good to see you gain."

The herd of mares put on their scarves and headed out.

As they approached the door Cheerilee whispered in Rarity's ear.

"Good call making up that part about the stallions Rare." She said quietly so Ditty couldn't hear. "He was sweet but definitely not my type."

"Don't take his compliments personally Cheerilee, he's a musician, a starving artist. I've dealt with them before. They talk ponies up in hopes to fish a bigger tip to pay for their heating bill. I have no problem appeasing them. He was a bit too heavy on the compliments though. I know empty glossy words, and that stallion was covered head to hoof with them."

Ditzy looked across the lobby in back in to the lounge. Ditty though a little grandiose didn't seem dishonest in what he said.

Ditty was still the bar now his head was down. He pulled out the money Rarity gave him and bought a shot and downed it in one gulp. He rested his head on his hoof and gave sad sigh.

"Come on Ditzy! The night is young." Berry Punch called back to her halfway out the door.

Ditzy gave a sad frown and followed her friends out.

Ditzy did not enjoy the rest of the evening. The loud boom from the loud bass music in third night club seemed to make her stomach quake in an uneasy way.

Rarity insisted they try one of those Trottingham themed pubs. While they were there a stallion leaned over to Cheerilee and loudly told her they were all very generous for taking their disabled friend out for Hearth's Warming Eve.

Ditzy let out a gasp realizing he was talking about her. Berry Punch ran up to the stallion hit him hard square in the jaw. The bouncer then escorted them out.

"Last time I'm coming back here!" Berry Punch said slurring her words. "Anyone insults my friend like that is gonna get a hard lesson in why they call me Berry PUNCH!"

The four of them made their way back to the hotel. Cheerilee was walking alongside Berry Punch helping her keep her balance. Rarity trotted on the snow cover sidewalks a looking a little weary. Ditzy still felt buzzed from what she had to drink and the adrenaline from the scuff in the pub.

"OK girls we part ways here." Cheerilee said stopping at an intersection that lead to her university campus. "Little slugger and I are heading to bed." She said giving Berry a nudge. "Hey great Hearth’s Eve! Certainly unforgettable, we'll look back on this years from now and laugh."

"Yeah." Rarity said drowsily. "Though let's not talk about it this year though."

They all gave a laugh and parted ways.

Ditzy and Rarity walked in to the hotel lobby as Rarity gave a big yawn.

"I'm going to take a quick shower to get the night club smell out of my mane and go to bed."

"I think they said the pool was going to be open all night for the celebration. You can get the shower, I'm gonna take a quick dip to cool off." Ditzy said.

"Alright dear, I'll most likely will be asleep by the time you get to the room so good night."

"Good night." Ditzy said as Rarity made her way back to the room.

Ditzy spied in to the lounge she had been a few hours earlier. The stage had now been set up with a karaoke machine and the room had now lit to look like a small disco. Sitting at the bar, looking like he had not moved and inch where she last saw him was Ditty.

Ditzy found herself walking in and sitting next to the forlorn unicorn. In front of him was a shot glass and a nearly empty bottle of gin and a large glass of water.

"I thought you said you had a party to go to with your band mates?" Ditzy asked him startling him out of his inebriated torpor.

"Huh?" He looked up at her blinking his eyes. "Do I know you?"

"Ponyville. Cheerilee's friend." She said looking at him.

"Yeah the quiet one. Never got your name."

"Ditzy Doo."

"Pleased to see you again. I'm sorry if I was rude earlier."

"Oh no you weren't. Honestly I thought my friends were being rude. They just stood up and walked out after we all had been talking about you while you were singing."

"Really?" Ditty gave an almost childish smile at her. "And here I thought my ears were burning up there because of those stage lights."

Ditzy laughed and gave a sigh.

There was a moment of silence as Ditty looked at her. She then caught herself.

'Oh shoot, he's looking at me making my derp eyes.' She thought embarrassed.

Ditzy turned her head away.

'Way to perfectly ruin an already terrible Hearth's Warming Eve Ditzy!'

She remembered the hurtful words of ‘disabled’ from the stallion at the pub earlier that night.

"Hey I remember you now. You looked that way first day of school."

'Oh Celestia's mercy! Rarity was right leaving him here. Why did I even come back?'

Ditzy turned her body now ready to walk out.

"They were horrible to you." He said with an empathetic sound in his voice.

She stopped.

"Those boys sitting behind us, back in school, they called you names. I even heard Berry Punch and Cheerilee giggle about you once."

Ditzy remembered that first day, she could never forgot. She forgave Berry and Cheerilee later when they were older and grew to understand her condition. The teasing, laughter from the other kids however never stopped.

Ditzy couldn't help it, it was a medical condition. Her doctor called it exotropia. It cause her eyes to just do that without any control of her own. The problem was only with her eyes. She was just as smart as the other ponies in her class. She only was shy because other ponies would act strangely when they first met her, they didn't understand why she looked different.

The fillies and colts in her class never gave her a chance. On the first day of school they nicknamed her "Derpy" and laughed. She lived with the title her entire school career, and even still today.

"The things they said." Ditty continued. "The boys, I hated them for it. They intentionally whispered loud enough so you could hear when the teacher was on the other side of the room."

Ditzy turned around and looked straight at him with both eyes this time. He looked regretful.

"They did that, and not once did you cry or shout at them."

But she did cry, just never at school. She held it all in till she got home and sobbed in to her father's wing.

"You never said those bad things to me." Ditzy said looking more closely at him, now seeing the facade of the smug lounge singer had melted in to the timid colt from her memory. "That's why I remember you. You were never mean to me. One time you even looked back and scowled at them."

Ditty hit a hoof against the bar.

"I shouldn't had just scowled! I wish I said something, wish I did something. I wish.."

He stopped in the middle of his sentence. Ditzy, touched by his words, had leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"Wait!" Cheerilee cut off Ditzy in the middle of her story. "That night in Fillydelphia?"

"Yes." Ditzy said with a look of humiliation.

"Dinky was born after-"

"Yes!"

"You spent the night with-"

"Yes, yes!" Ditzy confessed to Cheerilee.

Ditzy saw the realization in Cheerilee's eyes, Dinky was Ditty's daughter.

"Does he know?" Cheerilee said with a dismayed look on her face.

"No." Ditzy felt another wave of tears staring to surface and buried her face back in to Cheerilee's chest.

The only person Ditzy told the real identity of Dinky's father was to her own father. He was angry at first pledging to fly to Fillydelphia and force the colt to take responsibility. But Ditzy stopped him, she was afraid the her father's temper would scare Ditty and only make things worse. She told her father that Ditty did not take advantage of her, Ditty had drunk more than her that night and was in no way able to overpower her. She started it, she could have stopped and left at any time but she didn't. The whole thing was honestly her fault.

Her father eventually accepted not contacting Ditty on the fact that a dead beat lounge singer was in no way an acceptable father for his grandchild.

Though ponies in town gossiped about it, no one else found out how and with whom Ditzy had come to bare a foal. Her father took it upon himself to tell everyone in town not to ask, it was a private family issue.

"The foal is Ditzy's. She is safe, healthy and loved. The other details are none of your damned business!" It was the only answer Daddy Doo gave. Most ponies dropped the subject upon hearing that answer, others kept it even more to themselves out of fear of getting Daddy Doo even more mad.

Cheerilee herself did not find out about Dinky till after she moved back to Ponyville a few years later. By that time Dinky was already a curious walking, talking filly. Cheerilee never brought up the topic up to Ditzy out of modesty.

"I never told him. I haven't even seen or heard from him since that night." Ditzy whimpered in to Cheerilee's shoulder. "We were together just the night. We talked for long time, he really seemed understand me. And he sounded like he was making a turn for the better. He didn't hurt me or anything, he was gentile. We were just drunk and not careful. I woke up in his hotel room the next morning sober, embarrassed and scared. Ditty was still passed out, so I just left leaving a box of muffins I got from the bakery across the street outside his door. Rarity and I had a train to catch that morning out of Fillydelphia, so I had no choice but to leave. I thought it best, I left expecting never to see him again. A few weeks later I found out I was pregnant with Dinky."

Cheerilee bit her lip. Thinking back on the conversation she had with Ditty.

'Pegasus with bubbles? I think I would have remembered that.'

Those were his exact words. He had no recollection on Ditzy. Cheerilee's mind went back to another thing he said.

'I had many mornings I woke up not remembering what I did the previous night. I'm not proud of who I was back then. The stallion who you saw back there in Filly died in that lounge when I left that job.'

"He doesn't remember you at all. I asked him." Cheerilee whispered feeling a bit exposed their table in the open. She looked around uneasily making sure no one was eavesdropping.

"He doesn't?" Ditzy looked up an odd combination of disheartened and optimistic.

"He only remembers Berry and Rarity with me that night. He mentioned he was a heavy drinker back then and had blackouts."

Ditzy sat quietly gathering her nerves.

"He was very drunk that night. So as far he knows he just passed out." Ditzy thought out loud.

"Wait Ditzy, that is a dangerous assumption." Cheerilee rebuked. "He told me he can't remember. Seeing you might jog his memory. He could have been lying to me, or a whole bunch of possibilities. The only way we'll know for certain for you to talk to him."

"No!" Ditzy snapped. "Not now. Not when Daddy is here in town. Besides, Dinky is still getting over to the loss of The Doctor.... So am I. It's just too much all at once"

Cheerilee put her hooves over Ditzy again.

"I'm sorry that was very inconsiderate of me, this is happening all too suddenly for you. I wasn't even considering Dinky's feelings or your father's."

"It's been my deepest secret. No one else knows the truth except Daddy. I don't want him to hear Ditty's in town and go hunting him down." Ditzy shuddered. "I will find a way to tell Daddy. I'll tell Dinky when she's old enough to understand, and Ditty... Just promise me you won't say anything to Ditty."

Cheerilee gave a sigh.

"I promise as your friend and as Dinky's teacher. This is strictly a family issue of your own. I won't say or do anything to anyone without your consent."

"Pinky Pie swear?" Ditzy looked up at her.

"On one condition." Cheerilee said. "You promise me to stop bottling up your feelings about this. I can tell this has been brewing inside of you for a while. This is not healthy, you come and find me if you need someone to talk to, even if it's the dead of night. In one way or another I want to help you through this."

Ditzy smiled real smile this time. She felt a new sense of relief to have some to confide in.

"OK." She said.

The two of them sat back and went through the motions together.

Cross my heart

Hope to Fly

Stick a cupcake

In my eye