Derpy Hooves never had a normal childhood, especially since a certain somepony came around…and never came back. Until now.

Being her silly self, Derpy doesn't remember much from her fillyhood. So she can't explain some things she did. Sometimes, she would stare at Weeping Alicorn statues for no reason at all. She developed a technique for remembering a certain recipe. Eggs, stir, milk, bake. And she loved to use whisks. She never knew why, she just did. She also remembers a certain stallion from when she was around nine years old. A chestnut coat, an hourglass for a cutie mark, and the bluest eyes you could ever see. Miss Hooves barely remembers all this, but one day, as she's now almost 18, the stallion returns, and her past all makes sense.