Writer's P.O.V

"RAPH, RAINBOW, I'M GOING ON LUNCH BREAK! DON'T STEAL ANYTHING!" I yelled as i exited the shop, not bothering to wait and see if they would reply. I quickly went over to sugarcuber corner next door to see Pinkie. I know she has Mikey and for awhile, our family, but i was hungry and old habits die hard. I opened the door to see it basically emtpy except for Mrs. Cake.

"Hey Mrs. Cake. The usual please." I requested. She nodded with a smile and went to the back of the shop.

"Writer!" Pinkie squeeled and wrapped me into a death hug.

"Can't... breath...." I rasped.

"Whoopsie!" She apologized and let go.

"It's fine... where's aunt, uncle, and cousins?" I inquired, looking around.

"Still upstairs unpacking."

"And Mikey...?"

"Oh... he's at Twilight 's...." She sighed and her usual smile faded into a worried frown. I knew this would happen. Aunt and Uncle would never approve of anypony whose talent was fighting. They lived a simple life on an Amish rock farm, they like peace.

"Hey don't get down. They'll come around eventually I'm sure." I let out a light smile, trying to cheer her up.

"Thanks Writer. I-" she was interrupted by my aunt's harsh voice.

"Wratrina Shelley Pie? My have you grown." She greeted.

"Thank you Aunt Saturn." I laughed. She stalked over to me and looked me up and down.

"Stop slouching your going to get back pains." She ordered. I quickly fixed my posture even though I was barely slouching. "How did you harm your wing like that?" She inquired, glaring at my now wrapped wing.

"Uhhh...." I tried to find an excuse that didn't involve another dimension but I had nothing.

"Well?" She barked.

"I just had a little flying accident...." I whispered, not able to hold her gaze.

"The truth Wratrina!" She hissed. I felt my ears go back as I looked into her harsh,cold, dead eyes.

"Hey it's Leo!" Pinkie broke into the conversation, pointing out my lover as he walked in. I couldn't help but tense little considering Aunt's opinions on fighting. Hearing his name, Leo came over to us. She looked over her glasses and gave him the evil eye.

"And you are?" She questioned.

"Leonardo Homoto." He answered and smiled politely.

"Well then." She turned and went back upstairs. I sighed in relief and felt my ears go back to their normal position.

"I'm sorry about my aunt." I apologized to Leo in a whisper.

"Hm? Oh it's fine." He replied in his usual tone of voice. I looked over to pinkie to see her frown back in place. Only her mom can cause pinkie to frown like that.