Trixie Story (it's a working title)

Trixie Story (it's a working title)

by Trixie is Best Pony Number One

>be me, Trixie!
>be GREAT and POWERFUL!!
>you're putting on a comeback performance in Ponyville
>it's great and every pony loves it
>they're all in awe of your power
>you even see your friend Starlight Glimmer in the audience cheering
>see she's with Princess Twilight
>she waves at you
>don't wave back
>just then one admirer in particular catches your eye
>some tall, two-legged monster-looking thing, with well-defined muscles and neatly-groomed hair
>you've heard Starlight tell you about this thing before
>she says it's some creature called a human that's from another world
>he cute
>hear him cheering you on in his deep voice
>"Yeah, go Trixie, you're so awesome, and beautiful . .."
>you and him lock eyes after he says this
>you wink
>he blushes and hides his face in his hands
>how adorable
>after the show you're in your wagon coutning up your stak of bits
>as usual you raked in way more in tips than in waht you sold in tickets
>oh Trixie you do dazzle them so!
>especially that one tall cutie, that human guy
>youo wouldn't mind seeing him again
>hear three knocks on your wagon door
>it's not unusual for some fans to come around this time and ask you for an autograph
>it makes for a nice send off after you have to leave, one last visit before you have to leave for somewhere new
>it gets a bit lonely sometimes, life on the road
>sighing, you grab a couple headshots and head for the door
>open it to reveal those two dumb ponies Snips and Snails
>nah, just kidding, it's that human guy
>he's wearing a tux and holding some flowers in his big arms
>you can tell he's nervous
>you smile ever so slithly
"Oh, and just what can Trixie do for you?"
>he blushes hearing the confidence in your voice
>"Oh, Great and Powerful Trixie, I don't have any money for an autograph, but to show you how much your peformance meant to me i went and picked these flowers for you."
>he hands them to you
>blue lilacs
>delicious
>the hands, anyway, but the flowers ain't bad neither
>you pretend to look them over for a second, to not be so sure of this gift, before eventually accepting them
"Thank you very much, they're beautiful. Just like me, correct?"
>he stammers
>"I heard what you said when you were watching me."
>his face turns as red as spaghetti sauce
>"Oh- oh that was just -"
"It's fine," you say, mostly for his benefit." Trixie is used to ponies fawning over her, it's nothing new."
>he chuckles to put himself at ease for Trixie
>"Oh, heh, good to know."
>he rubs the back of his head and smiles, embarrassed
>unf, this guy is a cutie
>you gotta find an in with him
>get  a good idea
>you start putting the flowers in a vase, making it seem like you're speaking lightly
"You know, as Trixie is about to embark on a new tour, she is in need of a new assistant for her travels on the road."
>"OH, really?"
"Yes, so, if you weren't--"
>just then there's another knock on the wagon door
>ugh, who could that be?
>see it's, of all ponies, Princess TWilight who's peeking in, her head very close to his legs
>"Um, sorry if I'm interupting anything. Hello, Trixie."
>you greet her coldly, saying simply her name
Twilight.
>she smiles and then turns towards the man
>"Hey, I need you back at the castle soon, Spike is getting so hungry that he's beginning to sulk."
>he chuckles
>"I did promise to make him that ruby-red spaghetti tonight."
>feel the corners of your mouth tighten
>he has engagements elsewhere, and he had the nerve to still visit you?
>who does he think he is?
>And why is Twilight still here?
>"just come back soon," she says to him, touching his thigh. "I miss having my little human around."
>"Okay, i'll try to hurry it along here."
>you're a bit confused here
>her little human?
>just then he bends down and gives her a brief kiss
>w-what?!
>when it breaks Twilight giggles and goes to leave
>but not before smacking him on the flanks with her tail
>he smiles brightly
>then he turns to you and looks at you with those eyes of his
>"Anyway, if you want me to find you a new assistant, I can maybe ask around a bit for you."
>you don't answer him
>you feel sick
>he obviously loves Trixie, so why is he with Twilight?
>this isn't right
>this isn't right at all
>he looks at you oddly
>"Are you alright?"
>you stil dont' answer
>you feel your heart fizzling out like a dud firework
>your words feel the same, with you only speaking in stammers and spurts
"buh . .. buh . . . buh... buh..."
>the blue glass vase that you were holding falls to the floor and shatters
>you hardly react to the piercing of breaking glass
>his eyes go wide
>"Woah! Holy shit!"