Trixie Goes Purple
New Magic
Before Rarity could do her thing, she and Twilight had a few papers to fill out, and then those would be sent to Celestia and Cadence over at the empire. Twilight would let Rarity get to it while she caught up with Trixie who was already looking over the books, picking out the right one.
Up above Twilight’s bookshelf within the tree house, there stood one shelf in particular. On top of the shelf containing spell books not normally found on display, there laid the thickest, greyest, oldest looking book Trixie had ever seen. “That’s not it.”
These were the spells that Twilight herself considered powerful, dangerous, or otherwise intense reads. Who knew what that monster of a book up there contained within it. For the moment, however, Trixie was still wondering where exactly that cosmetic spell was at. “Cosipulate, cosmeceutical, Cosmetic Magic! There it is! Funny, Trixie thought it’d be a lot more heavier.”
She sat in front of one such shelf, her pink aura wrapped about the paperback, skimming each piece of paper for the desired spell.
“No, no, no,” Trixie began chant at every turn of the page. “Nope, nada, not it… Here we go!” Her hoof landed on the picture with a mare magically brushing her mane. “Think of the color you desire your mane and coat to be, and presto! Now then, Trixie’s personal touch…”
With her horn twinkling at the tip, and some strange, black light circling in the back, Trixie’s entire being began to alter in pigmentation. It started from the tip of her horn, the normal blue taking on a distortion of red and green hues, and began to spread from there.
As the phenomena hit her middle portion, her hair began to darken from her original light blue color, becoming a much deeper shade that usual. One could almost call it… “Twilight?”
Trixie turned to see the princess walking through the front door, holding onto the knob. Trixie and Twilight locked eyes, and an ever so slight spark lit up between them. In the span of a second that lasted an eternity, they were unable to look away from each other, a power unlike what they could imagine surging between them.
At the end of that second, a resounding bang could be heard from outside the library. Twilight collapsed, but Trixie floated before her. Purple smoke loomed out of the cracks of the window. The fog was dense, but through it all, Twilight couldn’t see Trixie’s changes clearly. If anything, she looked like the cloud that hung around them.
Coughing, Twilight got to her hooves, her heart pumping fast, and a little weak as well. “Oooh, my head…”
Trixie landed, and stood as though nothing was wrong. She walked out of the fog, and pulled Twilight out as well. Eventually, the smoke subsided, and Twilight woke up a few minutes later on the couch, her head slightly stinging in the very front. On the other side of the room was Trixie. Though, something about her seemed different.
“Twilight…” The alicorn looked up, blinking several times before finally focusing, and then seeing the mare before her. “I… Well, I look like…”
“Me?” Twilight asked, getting down to the floor, eyes wide. The very coloring of Trixie’s mane and coat had changed from normal to lavender, Twilight’s color. The similarities were amazing. Everything but the cutie mark and mane cut looked identical to Twilight.
Coming nearer to Trixie in a low, cautious way, Twilight observed the exact coloring while Trixie asked, “This is Trixie’s favorite color? No, that’s not right!”
“Not right is right,” Twilight said. “I must’ve interrupted the spell, and you accidentally stole my look!”
Trixie sighed, not really concerned with it that much. “Trixie looks good, though.” Twilight blinked a few times. Of all things… She was concerned with THAT? Twilight watched as Trixie brought the closest mirror flying to her and struck a pose. The thing fell to the floor, broken with Trixie letting out a scream suddenly.
“Hey! That was expensive!”
“Twilight, my aura!” Twilight stared at Trixie’s horn, it glowing deep purple. It resembled her Highness's quite well. Slowly, Twilight’s horn shined, and she brought it close to Trixie’s for the two to compare.
“You’re right… It’s the same color as mine.” Getting a bit carried away, the tips touched, sending small sparkles shooting in all different directions. Twilight backed away while Trixie raised one of her hooves nervously. “That’s not supposed to happen!”
Twilight nodded. “Where’s the book you were reading?”
It hovered into Twilight’s grasp, pages turning and flipping back and forth. The book was positively filled with brushing techniques, eyeliner assistance, and finally, mane care. “There we go,” Twilight said. “Hmm… Says here your aura shouldn’t have changed unless you…”
Trixie sat down and crossed her hooves, scolding, “Tampered with it…”
Twilight’s eyes went wide, but not with anger as Trixie expected, but with glee. “Trixie! This is amazing! Do you know what you just did?” Trixie simply raised an eyebrow. “You just made new magic! Very few ever actually pull that off!”
Momentarily stunned, Trixie couldn’t contain herself. With a wide grin, she ask in a high pitched voice, “Trixie made new wh-”
Her horn shined brighter than ever before, and shot a ray of fireballs at the entrance of the treehouse, opening a new window for Twilight. Rubble upon burnt branches laid on Twilight’s destroyed lawn. Inside, Twilight stood with her mouth wide open, and not with glee, but shock. Trixie took a step back, her face contorting to hold back a cry of pure panic.
“T-Trixie…”
“I didn’t do it!”
“Your new magic…”
“Twilight, please forgive me!”
“You copied my alicorn p-powers.”
Trixie latched herself to Twilight’s legs, pleading for forgiveness. Twilight simply stared, mouth slowly closing, her eyes refusing to blink. The smell of ash entered her nose. That was just from a quick little spur of happiness. Celestia only knows how devastating Trixie’s copied abilities could be when she’s unstable.
Twilight turned her head to Trixie suddenly, and lifted her up. She attempted to scan her for a minute. While Trixie hung there limply, a scared expression on her face, Twilight took a deep breath, and then lowered the mare to the cracked floor once her test was completed.
Her head lowered. “Every spell… Every ounce of knowledge, and every year of practicing, training, and even mastering my own magic has been duplicated by you. That includes my alicorn experience as well.” She walked in circles, letting Trixie watch her. “But, you’re not me. You don’t know how to control yourself!”
Trixie scratched the back of her neck, and asked, “Then, I shouldn’t use magic?”
Twilight nodded again, and then said, “I need to do some research on this immediately. Give me that book you were using again, and get me the big, grey deadweight up there.” Trixie shivered, glanced to the wreckage outside, and the looked up at the slot containing the book Twilight asked for.
“Sorry, Twilight...”
The alicorn simply gave her a glance and started reading more into what happened exactly.