If youre wondering, my parents arent exactly born and bred nobles, no. However, they do oversee the shipping and distribution of all the major carrot crops in the nation. Its a position that theyve worked long and hard to get to. Now, they get invited to all sorts of parties with the nobility, which has both helped AND hurt things.

They are also some of the most stubborn and overbearing ponies that Ive ever known. They always call me Five or Fifth, whenever theyre not using my FULL name. They never accept any terms that they dont make themselves. And if youre ever late with anything well, Ill just say this. While I never RAN away from home, it was such a relief when I finally moved out.

And yet, theyre still my mother and father. Mother has forever been an inspiration, and makes the best carrot-creme cookies ever Ive still not managed to get them like how she does it. And my father, for everything else, has been a steady rock for me whenever Ive had troubled times growing up I miss them. For all their faults, I still love them.

Ive been doing my best, living independently, managing my own separate business. I wanted to prove to them that I was capable of standing apart from them. That I had my own set of rules, that I wanted to live in my own way. I wanted them to accept that.

Right now I have no clue if they do or not. I guess Ill find out this Sunday, huh?