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- Unfinished because the thread died, never to return. Rest in peace
- >You sighed as you walked through town
- >Everypony here seemed friendly enough, but none of them ever got too close to you
- >Understandable you guessed
- >You were an alien which made you potentially dangerous, not to mention the fact that you towered over everyone else here
- >Shit got lonely though
- >On top of that, every merchant, market and store you had visited tried to extort you
- >You had no idea about conversion rates but despite this you knew you were getting fucked over
- >You were constantly poor even though your construction business was booming
- >You even had an illegal alcohol brewery in your cellar that you used to smuggle to a certain few ponies in town
- >Namely Rainbow Dash, your number one customer
- >Also yourself
- >It was early evening and you were heading home from a quick ingredient run
- >The streets were dead but you could swear you saw shadows moving
- >Almost as if they were following you
- >Your pace quickened as you felt unnerved
- >Abruptly a small female pony burst out of a corner in front of you
- >"Watch in awe!" She yelled in a powerful voice
- >Fireworks began to shoot from her horn as she stood over you
- >You hit the deck and covered your eyes, thinking it was some sort of assault
- >She could be trying to shoot you with those fireworks
- >Just as soon as they had begun, the magic fireworks ceased
- >"The Great and Powerful Trixie demands you pay her for her stunning magical feats"
- >You cracked an eye open and saw her standing over you
- >She was asking you for... payment?
- >For scaring you half to death?
- "Are you out of your fucking mind? I thought you were trying to kill me!"
- >You yelled, coming to your senses and now feeling rather pissed off as you stood up
- "I'm not paying you shit!"
- >She gave you an exasperated huff
- >"Very well then, Trixie shall go and find another worthy of her magic tricks"
- >There was a sudden detonation as some sort of smoke bomb went off, obscuring your vision
- >You coughed and waved a hand in front of your face to clear the smoke
- >Who was this crazy mare?
- >As the cloud parted, you saw her silvery tail disappearing down a nearby alleyway
- >It was then that you realised your wallet was missing
- >That bitch!
- >She had pick-pocketed you with her magic and run off!
- >You sprinted to catch up with her
- >Rounding the corner, you saw her at the end of a dead end alleyway sat on the floor
- >She had your wallet clenched in her teeth as she looked at it with disgust and disappointment
- >"Two bits?" She muttered to herself in disbelief
- "Hey, give me my fucking wallet back you crazy mare!"
- >You shouted, catching her attention
- >"You only got two bits?" She asked sadly
- >You walked over to her and snatched your wallet back as the light blue mare started to cry
- >"I- I'm so hungry, I just need a few bits... please, I need to eat!"
- >You sighed as your expression softened a little
- "Yeah well as you can see I'm poor as shit too"
- >She started to cry even harder, curled up in a ball under her cape and shaking
- >You felt your anger rapidly subside, only to be replaced with guilt and concern as you relented
- "Look... I don't have any bits but if you come back to mine I'm sure I could fix you up something to eat"
- >At least you hoped you could fix her something up
- >You didn't actually know the current state of your pantry
- >Trixie looked up at you with hopeful eyes as tears still streaked down her face
- >"R-r-really? I- I tried to rob you..." She sniffled
- "Yeah well you're lucky I'm a soft git then. Might even fix you a drink as well, you look like you need it"
- >She gave you a somewhat skeptical look but she didn't really have any other choice
- >"Than you" She mumbled as she gave you a trembling smile before looking down at the floor
- >You lifted her out of the dirt and then started to lead the way towards your home
- >Trixie followed tentatively, keeping her distance and looking down at the dirt as you walked
- >There was a somewhat awkward silence that persisted, but you decided not to break it
- >Eventually you reached your house
- >It was more of a cabin really
- >One floor, made out of wood and only had a few rooms
- >The alcohol cellar didn't come with the house, you had dug it out yourself to make sure you had somewhere to hide it
- >Not like you ever really got visitors to hide it from though
- >You pushed open the front door, dumping your brewing ingredients on the ground
- "Well, here we are. Make yourself comfortable and I'll start up the fire and put some food on"
- >Trixie stood lamely in the middle of your front room
- >She was too nervous to sit on your couch, or too uncomfortable
- >Her cape hung over her side almost as if she were trying to hide behind it, and her wizard's cap was pulled down, obscuring some of her face
- >She did everything she could to avoid meeting your gaze, staring sadly at the floor
- >You knelt beside the fireplace, stuffing some old paper in to start a fire
- >You tried your lighter several times but the sparks kept dying before a flame caught
- >You let out an exasperated sigh and were about to throw a tantrum at it, when suddenly the paper burst into flame
- "Woah shit!"
- >You leapt back from the fireplace, shouting in surprise
- >Your attention was then drawn to Trixie as you saw a faint glow dissipating from her horn
- >"S-sorry" She mumbled, cringing backwards
- "Wait, you did that? Don't be sorry that was awesome!"
- >She said nothing in response but instead blushed and shrunk backwards even further
- "That's a trick I would pay for"
- >You piled some logs onto the fire before it died out, impressed at the roaring flames that her magic had created
- >Standing up, you patted the couch behind you
- "Come on, sit down. Dinner's gonna be a while"
- >Slowly she climbed up and sat, tucking her hooves up beneath herself and huddling under her cape
- >She looked terrified, sad and overall pathetic
- >You sighed as you walked into the kitchen, wondering just what you were gonna do with her
- >Searching the cupboards, you realised that most of them were bare
- >However, you were able to scrounge enough together for a decent meal
- >Pasta and sauce with some random veg chucked in
- >Even had a couple of pastries left for dessert that weren't stale yet
- >While you left it to cook you headed to the cellar to grab some beer
- >You didn't have much in stock, but enough for the evening
- >You grabbed a barrel and hauled it upstairs
- "Here, try this. Might make you feel a bit better"
- >You said as you poured Trixie a glass and passed it to her
- >She looked at it dubiously, then took a tentative sip, coughing and spluttering as she swallowed it
- >You chuckled as she gave you a disgusted expression
- >"This tastes horrible!" She exclaimed
- "You'll get used to it. Trust me"
- >You left to go back to the kitchen and serve up the meal
- "I don't have any tables or chairs so we'll be eating on the couch if that's alright"
- >You called into the front room
- >Course it was alright, beggars can't be choosers after all
- >She didn't respond, so you brought it into the room for her
- >Her eyes lit up as she glanced at the food
- >You set her bowl down on the arm of the couch, noting that she had drunk around a quarter of her beer already
- >You then took a seat next to her on the opposite end of the couch
- "Well, dig in"
- >As soon as the words left your mouth she began to devour it
- >There was no room for manners as she simply stuffed her face into the bowl and wolfed it down
- "Fuck me"
- >You murmured as you picked at your own while you watched her
- >She was finished in no time at all, then she downed the rest of her pint, let out a tiny belch and licked her lips, sighing contentedly
- >it was then that she noticed you staring at her with a gobsmacked expression
- >She blushed furiously, hiding behind her hooves
- >"I- I'm sorry, its just... I haven't eaten properly in over a week" She stammered
- "No worries, I've just never seen a pony eat that fast"
- >You got up to refill her glass and then took her bowl and started scraping some of your own meal into it
- >"What are you doing?" She asked
- "You're a damn sight hungrier than me Trixie, take some of mine"
- >She looked taken aback
- >"I- I couldn't. You've already been too generous to me. I don't deserve any of this. I tried to rob you..." She started stuttering before you pushed the bowl over to her again
- "Nonsense, course you deserve it. Nopony deserves to starve"
- >She grudgingly accepted her bowl back and began to eat again, though much slower and with a great deal more dignity this time
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