"Alright girls." This was met with a hey from Storm Chaser. Lily rolled her eyes and continued. "I have an announcement to make. My friend is coming out from Canterlot to visit for a while. She will be staying not far from here at that hotel down the road. She will be over here a lot,so be kind. Especially you Storm Chaser."

"Why me especially?"

"Because you spend more time at our apartment than Fudge. You should really get out more."

"Okay." He had grown to like the apartment over the last couple of days. He wasn't ready to start searching. But he could get ready.

"Any questions? Yes Fudge."

"Who is this friend you are bringing?" Fudge took a step towards Lily, and sat there. She was obviously trying to intimidate Lily into giving her the answer instead of saying:

"It's a surprise." Fudge groaned. "That doesn't work on me anymore Fudgie. I am leaving right now, so why don't you two go do something. You could show Storm around, get a couple drinks, see if his mane does glow under black light, since you stopped us yesterday." Storm just sat there. He could use a drink right now. Fudge just groaned and pouted. She really didn't want to have to sit there with this idiot. Lily walked out the door, and closed it shut.

"So, Fudge, want to go to the club? The one with the black lights. You seem like a sciencey type of pony, let's go do an experiment." Fudge just nodded, and off they went. They were halfway there, when Storm asked "So, is she your biological mother or not, because you two are nothing alike." This question intrigued Fudge.

"How so?"

"Well, you are so intellectual, and always wanting to get work done, but Lily is so, immature. Always upbeat,and very," Storm thought for a moment and replied, " Out there." The more Fudge thought about it, the more Fudge realized how true this was. She and. Lily were practically nothing alike.

"Yes. Lily is my biological mother. Grandma says I am a complete replica of. Lily when she was my age, so really, nopony knows what changed her. She says it was my father, and I guess that's all I got." Storm saw her eyes become glossy and decided to change the subject.

"Look, we are almost here." They walked in, and got themselves some drinks. Suddenly Storm pulled her over with him.

"Where are you taking me?" She could only figure the answer yet to come.

"To the black lights!" When they got there, most of the dancing crowd stopped. They all stared as Storm Chaser's mane lit up, and glowed bright yellow. The crowed stared in awe.

" Is that your real mane?" Asked a pony in the crowd.

"Surprisingly, yes." Even Fudge was bewildered. Wait 'till Lily hears about this.

After they departed from the club, they stood outside, laughing, and wondering what to do next.

"I have an idea, let's go to the train tracks and eat lunch." That sounded like a good idea at first, considering his growling stomach, but then he thought twice.

"What about the train. Isn't it dangerous?"

"Nah, Mom has been taking me there ever since I was a little foal. This is their lunch hour." It sounded like a good idea, so they trotted off to the diner, not saying as much as here we are and what sounds good to you. They both agreed on hay fries and a daisy sandwich. Fudge being their guide, directed Storm to her favorite place on the tracks, and they settled down to eat their food.

About an hour and a half later, Fudge sat there, listening to her portable CD player she brought along, while Storm Chaser flew in and out of clouds, flying around and enjoying the view of the skyline. He knew the train Lily wouldn't be home for another hour or so. He pushed a couple of clouds together and laid down. He started to doze off when he heard a noise.it was getting closer. Too close. WOOH WOOH! He recognized that sound anywhere. The conductors were off lunch break. He started to panic. We're the heck was Fudge?he couldn't see her anywhere. Maybe she was on the other side of the tracks. Or maybe... He kept into action, right as she screamed and scrambled to get up. He swooped down and grabbed her, he thought she would be kicking and flailing. I guess he was wrong. Fudge stayed still, holding on for dear life.

"It's ok now Fudge, you can open your eyes." For the first time in ages, his tone softened, as if to comfort a little filly. Fudge was amazed at this quick change.

"You sure reacted quickly." Remarked Fudge, still out of breath from her near death experience.

"Fatherly instincts." Replied Storm, sounding unsure of himself.

"You were a father?" Fudge was shocked.

"Yeah, about twenty years ago, I'm here to find the mother, meet my kid,you know all that stuff you see on TV."

"I didn't see that one coming." Fudge began to question her life now. It would be crazy if Storm was... I mean twenty versus twenty one, no. It wasn't possible. As they walked away, Fudge wasn't shaking because she was almost hit by a train, it was because there was a possibility that Storm was her father.

Author's Note

I made this chapter as kind of a bonding between two characters who weren't the best of friends, obviously. But also to bring out possibilities.