It was another bright, sunny day in Trottingham. Flam was lounging on the porch couch just outside his home, fully relaxed from the superb weather. His thick candy-cane colored mane acted as cover for his eyes from the sun. He stretched out his thin frame and placed his hooves behind his head.

"Nothing like a beautiful day to wind down," he said aloud in a singsong voice, to no one in particular. Flam sunk deeper into the sofa. Just as he was about to begin a well-deserved nap, a barely audible shout beckoned to him.

"Flaaammm!" Flam's mustache twitched in slight regard to the sound. He dismissed it and rolled to his side on the couch. "Flaaaammmm!!" the voice called out again, slightly louder. He pushed his head deeper into the cushion, 'Just when I got comfortable,' Flam thought.

His identical brother, sans mustache, burst from around the corner in full sprint. Flim leapt onto the couch, "Flam!" he happily yelled out. Upon Flim's impact of the opposite cushions, this launched Flam into the air. To anypony off in the distance, it appeared as if Equestria had launched a new space program.

Poor Flam wouldn't even reach the stratosphere. His momentum began to reverse back toward the ground. He could hardly contain his shock, this sudden change of events leaving him breathless. As Flam tumbled in the air, his only thoughts were of how he would give Flim a good flanking. His horn glowed a vibrant green and a pile of pillows appeared precisely on his upcoming crash site. "Oomph!" he cried out upon impact, air knocked out of his lungs.

"Gee whiz, brother of mine, that was quite the spectacle." Flim grinned wildly as he approached Flam. Flam shook his head until he regained his senses, "Indeed, Flim, allow me to demonstrate the next act!" He leapt at his unicorn brother, the two of them began scuffling on the ground. It would seem they were actually fighting, but this was a routine game of rough-housing to let off steam. In a strange way this helped the two bond more. Brothers are weird like that.

They chuckled at one other and righted themselves up. "Dear Flim, why on Equestria would you disturb a fellow stallion's resting time?" Flam quizzed at his brother.

"Why Flam, I just had to tell you of this brilliant idea that I had!" he declared back. "It's going to get us millions of bits!"

"Well do tell then, brother!" Flam retorted with a smile. He was anxious to hear what Flim had cooked up this time.

"You're gonna love this.." he paused to increase the excitement, "canned hay!" Flim spread out his arms emphatically.

Flam's face suddenly turned to one of skepticism, "Not this again, Flim." He trotted back over to the couch.

"What? This one's the bit-winner! I'm sure of it this time!" Flim protested, following his brother.

"That's what you've said about all of our other ideas; no bake cupcakes, Eco-friendly scrolls, derby race betting, we can't keep doing this!" Flam explained, fixing the sofa properly.

"But brother, it's our destiny! We come up with an idea, we sell it for millions, and we're happy for the rest of our lives!" Flim exclaimed, shocked that Flam would even oppose it.

"But we've failed so many times! We're lousy sales ponies and no pony here wants to buy our products. We're not important," Flam muttered as he dejectedly looked down at the ground.

"Brother." He glanced up, their matching green eyes locking contact. "We are two fine unicorns. We are excellent sale ponies. We are brothers that complete each other." Flim turned his flank alongside Flam's to remind him of their marks. Flam's was of an apple with a piece missing. Flim's mark was that missing apple piece. "We are most certainly important, ol’ chum."

Flam smiled at his life-long friend, "You always know how to cheer me up, Flim." He placed his hoof on Flim's shoulder. "That makes me think that we should find a style that truly matches ourselves."

"I agree, brother, but what?" Flim asked back.

They both puzzled in silence about what this strategy could be. Flam began to stroke his mustache, suddenly hearing a distant trumpeting. "Did you hear that, Flim?"

"I sure did, Flam, let's go investigate," he responded back as the two galloped off. They entered the town square to find everypony gathered around a stage. There in front of the crowd was a sky-blue mare with a starry hat and cape.

She reared back in triumph, "BEHOLD! THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE HAS COME TO ASTOUND YOU! I have traveled great distances to showcase my glorious magic! And you lucky citizens of Trottingham will soon know of my majesty. Whatever anypony can do, I can do better!"

A subtle ding went off in Flam's head. "Flim, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

Flim nodded his head, "We oughta be just as flashy with outfits as that filly, get ponies' attention!"

"Yes, I mean, no, but that's a fantastic idea, too! Brother, we don't have to make our own original idea. We just need to take somepony else's idea and make it better," Flam spoke, ideas flooding his mind.

"Flam, we're geniuses! But what idea could we capitalize on?" Flim asked, looking around for an inspiration. The brothers noticed each other's cutie marks at the same time, "Apples!" they both concluded.

"Yes indeed, brother. Better yet, cider, to make things even easier. Why bother with the manual labor when we have our magic to create that sweet mixture?!" Flam deduced, tweaking his mustache a tad.

"Why stop at simply making it with magic when we can make a machine to make it for us?! We gotta go all out!" Flim waved his hooves about excitedly.

Flam tapped his hoof with his brother's, "Let's do this this bygolly!" They both began working immediately (well, all with magic of course) and soon a building montage was accomplished (just like the movies sonny!)

Flim and Flam looked back at their creation, more proud than a clever troll. "I say, dear brother, looks like we're in business!" Flam proclaimed.

"Rightly so, Flam, and now we have these snazzy get-ups that I picked up in the attic. I think Uncle Bernie and Uncle Madoff left them for us!" Flim pulled out a matching pair of vests and hats. The clothes fit perfectly, it was too good to be true!

"Now we gotta name this beauty of ours," Flam mused, looking up at their invention. "Let's just say the most fitting words that come first to mind."

"Super," Flim quickly said, looking over at Flam. "Speedy!" "Cider!" "Squeezy!" "6000!" they sang back and forth, finishing the last word together.

"Hoho Flim! We've done it now!" Flam excitedly hollered.

"We most certainly have, Flam!" Flim chuckled back.

They both breathed in, eager to start their journey, and pounced onto the machine. Their horns glowed in green unison to power up their creation. "Look out Equestria! Here come the world famous FlimFlam Brothers!!!!"

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