In Redressverse Pinkie Pie, Fancy Pants and Sunburst are one of the core ships of the story but also the one that chronologically starts first. And below is a part of exactly how they met.

The way we have met before.

Grand Galloping Gala.

It was a rather warm evening. She almost fell into a bowl of punch trying to do a cartwheel above it. He levitated her to safety suggesting for her to entertain outside where guests with less business and more joy came to dance. And ,once he excused himself from the high society, he came to check on her.

She performed on a fiddle for those more youthful guests that Fancy knew quite well. Their laughter and joy evidently made her glow and he found himself… smiling. Her pink mane, bounced as she leaned into her instrument, skillfully drawing out high and low notes of a well known ballad. Well known to ones well educated in music - although with her own spin on it.

Fancy Pants was even a little proud of how well he pinned her onto the target audience. One pony dedicated to his craft to another. Just a smidge jealous that this pony was so unapologetic about it.

His judgement clouded with fondness.

By that point the stallion was well acquainted with the Appleoosan Whiskey and - as somebody usually late to reading the newspapers - entirely unaware of Pinkie Pie being one of the elements of harmony. They took a little walk after she noticed him trying to blend into the shadows a little. He flirted like a heathen, cracked jokes like never before. They hooked up in a garden alley. Then moved on. Both just wanted a fun full of laughter night. He knew his family estate was waiting, looming, trying it’s best to make him a politician because of his cutie mark being crowns. But that wasn’t what made him - him.

Pinkie on the other hoof started the night so badly that when she finally saw joy on ponies muzzles she sighed a sigh of relief. The man who helped her and hinted at the good instrument choice she thought she’d never see again. Yet when he showed up and watch from afar she just had to speak with him. And he was so sweet. Nervous she flirted and joked. They shared a kiss between one giggle and another and that was that - she wanted to make the evening actually special, for her, not just other ponies.

He only understood fully who she was after dealing with the largest hangover of his year. Reading through one of the newspapers in the biggest lounge of Canterlot. The blush that showed on his muzzle was immediately clocked by Fleur de Lis who nudged him in the side telling him how much he missed out, not showing up to the opening of the last gala. He only nodded in agreement.

The thing was - this was more or less okay by him. One night stands weren’t unusual in high society. Although mother would frown at her being an earth pony. How his art obsessed dad and power hungry mom met was beyond his understanding, Other than the fact he himself was an accident that led to the marriage itself.

No matter, he soon found comfort in a stallion of high standing. More acceptable for his family as he was a unicorn. One that loved his craft of magic, just as Fancy loved his pops’ jewelry store. Sunburst at first hooked up with him just as a distraction, plainly speaking - to fulfill the “friendship lesson” module in his studies. Romance looked good on the documents. Then they sent short letters, only pleasantries and work. And then Sunburst summoned him.

He was curious what the handsome but awkward man had in stock for him.

He got lectured about the history of magic filled jewelry - elements of harmony mainly. His frown had to give him away because Sunburst moved on to what he was working on. Inscripting simple spells into gemstones. Fancy pinned back his hair and got to checking Sunburst work. The orange stallion pressed his muzzle to his ear and… they ended up making it official that evening. Boyfriends.

The night he got Pinkie Pie’s letter, with confetti and swooshy handwriting ‘for Jr. Pants’ on the cover, Sunburst was sitting right beside him in the reading room. The card said in plainer text ‘we need to talk, tomorrow at Donut Joe’s café, it is happy news to me but may not be for you. I am pregnant’.

She waited for seven months to tell him because frankly she was terrified of him not wanting the kid. Her friend were shocked to learn she’d be having a colt at twenty one years old but she was desperate to make the first grandchild of her parents have the best life possible. Her mane deflated right before she wrote the letter though and if not for Fluttershy’s and Mr. and Mrs. Cake’s help she would not have sent it at all.

How was she supposed to do her job as an element, help in the bakery and throw parties and be a mom at the same time? The only real answer was with a lot of help.