Trixie sighed as she looked into the mirror, her cornflower blue hair covered her grayish-violet eyes only traces of boredom could only be found in them. A black car sped down the highway, her mother humming dome tune from the new sensation Dj Pon3. Trixie was bored and she'd be the first to admit it to anyone that bothered to ask her that, but still it was better than staying in Manehattan with him. "You think Crescent will be okay on that bus all alone?" She glanced at her mother, that velvet red hair cascaded down her back, the amber eyes that held only innocence as she looked down at the highway. The Orange sundress clung to her frame as the lithe figure only smiled more as the beat became more aggressive.

"I'm sure he'll be fine Trixie, Grandpa paid for some of the finest lessons in self-defense for all three of us." She glanced over at her daughter the look of boredom was as plain as the day she had those two. Selene just wished Trixie would show some initiative in the way she dressed herself. A light purple shirt clung to her frame, too tightly for it too be called fashion as stars littered it, only those that did pay attention to the shirt and not what they so tightly concealed was the word trickster. The azure colored jeans clung to her legs, a weird fashion choice but no one complained as her shirt was bad enough. "So dear have you gave it any thought on which college you want to attend to, or are you going to look for a relationship this year?"

"I already told you mom, I'm going to apply for Canterlot this year, and who I choose to date should be none of your business." She glanced out the window, it was common for her mom to pry in her personal life, and ever since last year she did everything to make her feel as comfortable as possible, even if it was going out of her way to help meet someone new. "Mom I'll be fine, its high school were talking about." She knew the cruelties of high school, her own personal preference made her an outcast in Manehattan. The very thought of her being teased, brought memories of the constant teasing she endured through the years grated on her, especially her own family. "Mom can I ask you something?"

"Sure you can, though if it's about Grandpa I can't tell you much."

"It isn't about grandpa mom, it's about dad." She could see her mother's hands tighten around the steering wheel.

"Trixie, I thought we said we wouldn't talk about him." she said his name with venom as the mere mention of him passively irritated her. Her husband was no father to any of them, and he would never have the chance to see them again if she had a say in the matter and she did until they left for college.

"It's just a question, besides we are moving because of him aren't we?" It was a fact, Alfred Lulamoon was the reason they were, moving to Ponyville.

"One question then we drop the subject Trixie, I'd rather not think of him ever again." Amber eyes hardened at the thought of him coming back to Manehattan after leaving for ten years pissed her off, and she didn't count the visits . Even hearing her daughter call him dad irritated her the only true thing he had ever done was bring these two into her once lonely life.

"Why don't you divorce him, I mean he'd get a lot of money Grandpa left for you and us, but we wouldn't have to see him anymore." It was a thought that had started forming back when she was a freshman, she had no sympathy for her father now.

"I can't, maybe in a year or two I'll file for one Trixie, but right now I just can't."

"Is it because of us?" Trixie knew that they were involved somewhere in the matter, they'd yell their names aloud as they argued back and forth during his visits, most words unintelligible as one slurred his words and the other sobbed as he left crying alone and usually beaten.

"It's complicated Trixie, and no I won't lie to you, you two are a very big reason that I haven't. Lets drop the subject, I want our time in Ponyville to be one full of good memories." She turned the steering wheel, the car finally exiting the highway finally entering the borders of Ponyville, laid right before them was a beautiful apple orchard decorated the scenery as they drove further down the road. Asphalt ended as the car jostled back and forth on the dirt road, a few locals looked on as they passed by, each one whispering to themselves.

"Mom can I get a car?" Her eyes venturing off towards a large lumbering Man staring at them as his image only lasted but a few seconds before passing him by. "We both have our license, and Crescent won't bother to ask, so I am." Her eyes drifted as they finally left the acres of apple trees, the city of Ponyville finally visible as the dirt road ended and the asphalt began.

"I'm not promising anything, but I'll see how much we can spare, but if we do get one and payments are required you'll need to get a job then Trixie." Her eyes didn't say nothing as she passed a gingerbread looking cafe, her eyes scanning through the streets as a white movers van stood out among the crowd of cars parked in front of a one story house. "This place looks interesting enough."

"So this is our home?"

"Yeah I know it isn't much but it'll get better."

I hope so, anyways how many rooms are there going to be?"

"There are three rooms total, you are going to share with someone alright?"

"Fine." Trixie glanced at the home being stuffed full of their trinkets and sort of boxes the movers slowly lifting the last box to their new home.

Author's Note

Hope you liked this chapter the next should be coming in a day or two.