*Canterlot*

Trixie was now sitting down with her father in a new room, after the smell for the last one overpowered Trixie’s nose. Her father, Lighting Strike. A pegasus of great renown in the nobility of Canterlot. He was the owner of a large company that produced clouds for half of Equestria. HIs company's specialty was lighting/storm clouds.

He sat next to Trixie who was fidgeting with her hooves as he sat awkwardly. Neither had any idea what to say or do. For him he didn’t expect to see his daughter so soon, and Trixie didn't really plan what she wanted to say.

So, the two just sat in awkward silence. Both waited for the other to make the first move. A few times one would try to speak, but would quickly lose the words in their throat, and return to silence.

Finally after a long half hour Trixie’s father managed to find his voice.

“So, Trix, what have you been up to lately? You know after you returned from you, erm, adventure?”

Trixie shook her head smiling at her father. She heard it from her mother. They knew what happened to her, at least her amnesia. It was clear they either didn’t know about the Starfalls and Vector, or they were keeping it secret that they knew. In either case, Trixie felt comfortable hearing her father’s old raspy voice again after so long.

She leaned over and hugged the large stallion, who in return wrapped his wings around Trixie. He was overwhelmed with joy seeing his little girl again. Trixie herself was overcome with joy. She loved it when her father embraced her with his massive wings. Normally he’d be wearing formal attire, but Trixie caught him in the middle of what he called, ‘extracurricular activities’, so he wasn’t wearing anything.

Thinking back Trixie never once was held by her mother in such a fashion. It was her father who was always comforting and nurturing to her. She loved him for that. Not to say she didn’t love her mother, she loved them both, but Lightning Strike would always be her first choice for a hug. Since he was the only one of the two who’d give her a hug to begin with.

Trixie nuzzled his wings with her nose and all she cold think of was how much she wished she’d come home sooner to see them. With her career and everything that happened before and after Ponyville she couldn’t find time for it. Then she met Spitfire and things really became complicated then. She then remembered how much she missed the yellow feather brained pony.

Trixie remembered the first few nights she fell in love with Spitfire. They would lay in bed for hours. Spitfire would lay on her back and Trixie would snuggle on her wrapped in golden yellow wings to protect her from the cold. Much like her father was doing now as he nuzzled her mane.

“I’m so glad you came back to us, little one,” He said kissing her forehead.

“I’m sorry, daddy. I… I didn’t mean to take so long to come home again.”

Lighting Strike opened one of his massive feathered wings and revealed Trixie head underneath. She looked up at him with her chin resting on his chest with a childish smile on her face and tears of joy running down her cheeks. He smiled and nodded pulling his wing over her once again.

"How have you been?"

"I've had a difficult transition after Ponyville, daddy."

Lightning Strike smiled at his daughter under his wings.

"Yes, I heard about that. The Princess told us what happened afterwards. How you disappeared, and what happened to your family."

The words caught Trixie's attention. She looked at her father with a mild look of shock. Not surprising that he knew, Trixie wasn't exactly subtle with her relationship with Spitfire, nor her family. She sighed as her father gave her a serious look that she recognized instantly.

"So, when do i get to meet this Spitfire lady?" Lighting asked sternly. "So we can have, the talk?"

Trixie groaned loudly like a pouty child and pushed her father [playfully. "Daddy! You're not going to harass my marefreind! She's a successful Wonderbolt, and loving mother, and-"

"Oh, I know who she is sweetie," Lighting said playfully nuzzling Trixie who huffed. "I want to meet her though. Just after things calmed down a bit."

"What exactly happened?" Trixie asked. "What happened to your company?"

"The clients pulled out, so did the investors. They all moved to Cloudsdale Weather Factory which has all the latest equipment and ponies to support it, plus three back up staff to keep it constantly rolling," Lighting explained. "The thing is, I didn't think it would happen so I never planned for this eventuality. My company tried to catch up, but when the investors went there was no chance. The company fell through. Now, Cloudsdale produces Equestria's clouds and weather phenomena, I sold most of the company to keep the mansion. I kept a few things and ponies, your mother insisted we move to a once tiny house and just start over. Wish I listened to her earlier."

Trixie felt her heart sink. Her parents, some of the most wealthy and powerful influential ponies in the world, reduced to nearly nothing because this. She didn't want to admit it, but she knew how this felt. To feel powerless and that nothing you do can salvage what was left.

"What are you going to do now, daddy?"

To her surprise, her father smiled and hugged her. He had a look of confidence that spoke to her in ways words couldn't.

"I have a friend who lives in Slateport, Igneous Pie-"

"Oh! Trixie knows them!"

"You do?"

For the next few minutes Trixie explained to her father what happened to her after she and Solarflare lost their memories and had to make a living on the Pie Family rock farm. It was rough, but they managed with the help of Maud Pie. Once she finished and they talked more about igneous, Lighting Strike told Trixie about his college days with Igneous. Apparently they had planned long ago to build their businesses into successful empires of industry. Lighting joked saying that they did spectacular.

Now, when Lighting's company fell through he sent word to his old friend Igneous about the company failing. Igneous was quick to respond telling him that he wanted to initiate their 'old agreement."

"What's this old agreement?" Trixie asked.

Lightning sat back in the chair and patted his belly, making Trixie giggle a bit. "Oh, that was an old, old agreement we made long ago to bring our businesses together. You see the ground at Slateport is old and dry. It needs irrigation, but if it gets too much it'll grow soft and all the stone minded there would be brittle. So it has to be regulated constantly. Igneous and I are planning on starting a extension to his family rock farm with me as the grounds manager for rock conservation."

Trixie nodded, listening to her father as he continued on.

"Basically, me and what's left of my company is moving to Slateport to be the resident weather team, of sorts.' he said wrapping his arm around Trixie's neck. "Together we will not only save what is left of my company with is help, and I'll dominate the market of Slateport since it's the one place Cloudsdale can't service."

"That's great daddy!" Trixie said hugging him. "Igneous and the pies are great ponies! You'll do great things there. Tell them I said, 'hi' when you get there?"

"Of course," He said smiling and wrapping his wings around Trixie again nuzzling her.

“Ugh, you always coddled her too much, my dear husband.”

Lightning Strike and Trixie both separated and turned to see Emerald Herald standing by the door with a few papers under her wing and a pen between her ear and head. She tapped her hoof on the ground glaring at Lighting Strike who withered under her intense glare.

Trixie shrunk too out of habit from her foal hood. Emerald Herald sighed rolling her eyes and walked to the two of them and sat next to Trixie. The blue mare was now between her mother and father looking between her stern glaring mother and her abashed looking father who refused to make eye contact with his wife.

The glare she gave him never ceased until finally Herald sighed and patted his shoulder. Trixie ducked as her mothers strong hoof swatted her father in the head making him bobble.

“What was that for dear?” he asked in an uneasy tone, rubbing his head.

“Do you have something you want to say to me?” Emerald Herald asked, tapping her hoof impatiently.

“I, for what?” Lighting Strike asked.

Both Trixie and Emerald Herald sighed and facehoofed at the same time.

“Daddy, who was the lovely maid mare you were with when Trixie came in?”

Lighting perked up at Trixie’s question.

“Oh, that was-” He paused realizing what he was being hinted at. “Ohhhhh… um, honey.”

Emerald Herald stuck her nose up and away, but kept an eye on her adulterous husband.

“I’m sorry I was, fooling around with one of the maids,” He said sounding ashamed of his action.

Emerald Herald snorted fluttering her wings, but allowed him to continue.

“I should be true to you and our marriage. I got in the mood and with everything that’s happened we haven’t had time for each other. So, I sought out one of the maids who, I am rather fond of,” Herald snorted again raising a iron fire poker with her wing aiming Trixie and Lighting Strike cringe. “B-but! I love you Emerald Herald! With all my heart! I promise from now on I won’t fool with anypony but you!”

With an awkward smile had opened his arms to Emerald Herald who glared at her husband. Trixie eyed the fire poker, fearing she might get it in the crossfire. Much to her relief, and Lighting Strikes, Emerald Herald put the fire poker down and instead gave her husband a stack of papers.

“What are these?”

Lighting Strike took the papers in hoof and looked them over. Emerald Herald sighed shaking her head again and took her glasses off. She pressed her hoof over the ridge of her nose choking back a sob as she strained her voice to say something. Trixie and her father strained their ears trying to make out what she was saying. Unable to Lighting Strike went around Trixie, and scooted her over so he could be with is wife. He leaned into her cheek kissing her only for her to squeak loudly and shudder at his touch.

He asked her again what she said, and again she whispered. Lightning Strike leaned closer and asked her again.

“Honey, what’s wrong? I know you’re upset, but we’ll get through this together. Like we always do,” he said as he pulled her closer with his wings.

Trixie watched as Emerald Herald pushed her husband away and stood up abruptly. Her mane fell over her eyes hiding them from the open world. Tears were now freely falling down her soft cheeks and she choked out a few sobs shaking from head to hoof.

Lighting Strike and Trixie both got up and tried to comfort her only to be pushed back by her powerful wings.

“I have had it Lightning Strike!” She scream ed at him turning on the stallion. “I tried very hard to be patient, but you kept sleeping with that, that.. Hussy of a maid we have! Oh, if I didn’t view her as family I would have thrown her out the second I caught wind of your little affair!”

“Now, honey please calm down-” Lighting strike tried to say, but his wife grabbed his neck and shook him in her death grip.

“I AM CALM YOU CHEATING BASTARD!!”

Suddenly Trixie pulled the two ponies apart with her magic. Lightning Strike was happy to be free from his furious wife's grasp, while she glared down at Trixie for her interference.

“Mother, that’s enough. Why are you two acting like this?” Trixie asked holding their hooves in her own. “Your family! For heaven's sake, you’re going to lose everything and all you can do is bicker? Daddy?”

Trixie looked at her father with a disappointed look in his eyes.

“You told Trixie to always stay true to the pony she loved. Well, Trixie found love, and she has remained true even after losing her memory. Why can’t you do that for mom?”

The stallion didn’t answer. Instead he looked down ashamed by his actions. Trixie words hurt him in ways he never thought possible. It was almost as bad as his wife telling him off. Almost. IN truth he really did love Emerald Herald, he just got desperate for a mares affections. Thinking on it he knew it was no excuse for what he did.

Trixie then turned to her mother who was looking rather uneasy for the first time in her life. For once she didn’t know what to do or what to expect.

“Mother,” Trixie started holding her mother chin with her hoof. “You were always so strong. You were there when I was hurt and helped Trixie become the strong independent mare she is today. Trixie loves you, and will always love you. You fell in love with dad, despite all his faults-”

HEY!”

Ignoring him Trixie continued. “-please give him another chance mother.”

At first it looked like Emerald Herald was going to ignore Trixie and leave. She took a step forward to the door, but stopped just shy of it. She let out a heavy tired sigh and looked back taking the papers from her husband and looked straight into his eyes, shaking the papers in front of his face.

“I’ll give you one last chance Lighting Strike,” Emerald Herald said. “I’ll hold on to these and if you prove you can remain true to me I won’t file these. For Trixie’s sake.”

With that Emerald Herald turned to leave. She opened the door to find Euphora standing there waiting patiently. The maid pony bowed and went with Herald to her study. Once there Emerald Herald gave the papers to Euphoria.

“Take these and file them please,” She asked the maid pony.

Euphoria bowed politely and went to a nearby file cabinet. She opened the files and opened a file labeled: Divorce Papers, and slipped the papers into it and closed it behind her.

Author's Note

Another chapter already!? What black sorcery is this? I don't know, I'm just not being lazy for once waiting my life doing art and actually being a productive member of society, by writing fanfiction.

So, we know what happened to Lighting Strike's company now. And he and his wife are moving to Slateport. My headcannon for the name of a town that where the Pie family farm is. When I wrote the original the Pie Sisters weren't completely flushed out so their personalities were very different when the first Wonderbolt my Heart came out, sooooooo I will probably change them from what they were cause I like the cannon versions vs. what the fandom originally made for them.

So now what'll happen? And what has Spitfire been doing as of late? Totally not flicking off to girly mags.