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// Episode 6-Boast Busters 
// Story: MLP:FiM - Season I: JetStream 
// by LunicStream1105 
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Part 1


JetStream opened the front door to Sugarcube Corner as the sun just cracked above the horizon, the bell rung still, making it a moment of recurring nostalgia since he got here to Ponyville, "Oh! JetStream." Mrs. Cake jumped, "Whatchya doin' up so early?" she asked. JetStream didn't hesitate to answer, he was certain for what he was after.

"The delivery, from Canterlot Library? I didn't exactly catch the name of it up there." Mrs. Cake shrugged.

"Even if it did had a unique name, I suppose I wouldn't know it either. But yes, there is a book we received from there. I don't know why they're sending it here if you're relaxing at the Golden Oaks 

Library all the time." JetStream laughed blow it off, and looked back to her.

"I think it's because of me switching without their aware..." he responded.

"That makes quite the bit of sense, JetStream." she turned around, and went to go upstairs. When she disappeared behind the corner, JetStream sat at a table, and looked out the closest window. Carefully watching the sun rise, as the light started to shift downward onto him.

"I know it's been a while, yet not too long..." he paused, "I wonder how they're doing back in Altamare..." JetStream looked away from the window suddenly, "Now that I think about it, I haven't really gotten a letter from them yet. Although it has been about four days since I made it, maybe the distance between Ponyville and Altamare is farther than I thought." JetStream thought that now was the time to settle with everything and think about then and now. Altamare and Ponyville, and how they're same. But before he could pull up anything more than how they're a distance apart, Mrs. Cake pulled around the corner in the opposite direction, and slapped the book inside some tough wrapping paper, on the counter.

"Here you go, JetStream. Still has the tag and everything." JetStream hopped from the table.

"Thanks! Been waiting for this since yesterday." he grabbed the book from the counter and turned toward the door.

"If you don't mind me asking!" Mrs. Cake exclaimed.

"Yeah?" JetStream turned back, a bit confused.

"What's the book about?" JetStream walked back to the counter.

"Well, I don't want to open it, but I'm sure it's a little something of detail for, Aura." Mrs. Cake scratched her chin.

"Don't know what that may be, but it sure sounds fancy." she smiled, "Know who's it from?" she asked.

"Actually, I was never told of who would send it-" he looked at the book wrapping, at the tag, "-There are the initials S.S. I guess that could be anypony though." JetStream shrugged.

"Alright then, be on your way." she smiled.

"Okay, see ya later, Mrs. Cake." after he was gone, she giggled.

"Hiding in his parents shadow when he arrived, now he's just blowing up a conversation with me. They all grow up so fast." JetStream exited, and turned toward the library, ecstatic about getting into the book.


Part 2


"What are you guys doing over there?" JetStream asked, lying down on the wooden floor, muzzle facing toward the ceiling. The book was motionless on his face. Twilight leaned over to look at him.

"Actually, JetStream, I think we should ask you that." she leaned back to look at Spike, "And I might suggest you'd have to read it, JetStream." Twilight sighed as Spike looked over to him, completely silent, and turned back.

"Where's that ring you wear all the time anyway?" Spike asked as he seemed to go through a couple pages of checkboxes with writing next to them.

"Oh." he shifted his neck upward and looked at the window to the opposite side of the door, the book slid to his stomach, "There's something with that window and the gem on the ring that somehow go together. When I leave it there for a while, it starts to glow, like if it's charged or something." he shrugged.

"Twilight. We only got a few more to go." Spike said as he finished going through the pages.

"Hang on, Spike." she shifted her right hoof to Spike.

"Did you read anything since you got that?" her head tilted. JetStream suddenly stood up.

"Yes, I did!" Spike and Twilight watched as the book fell and hit the floor, closing itself.

"Agh! No I lost my place." Spike laughed.

"I guess that karma got the better of you, huh?" his tone was a mix of teasing and sarcasm.

"Alright, alright." he looked at Twilight when he picked the book up, "I didn't go too far just yet, but some of the book said that an Aura strong enough could hold the energy to produce events that extend above terrestrial limits." JetStream smirked, "I don't know much about my own yet..." Twilight's mouth opened in a state of being puzzled.

"Isn't the Aura a part of you? How would you not know it?" JetStream shrugged.

"Don't know, I mean, I seem to be destined to be an Auroric. Which sounds so ascending to me. I don't want to jump to anything, even if I may sound like I will. It's a feeling of isolation, I suppose. 

Without knowing my Aura, it feels empty. Like everything has been drained, life and magic." JetStream was referring to every Auroric that seemed to be titled to such renown, but they were both confused.

"Magic? JetStream, I'm pretty sure you kno-" she was cut off, as JetStream started.

"-Anyway, I know Aurorics and ponies are of the same kind. As it seems to be in this book, where it's just ponies alone. Maybe, they're possibly to different things entirely. Oh! There's so much to think about!" Twilight paused, she was speechless, with a couple of things suddenly on her mind, she once snapped out of it as soon as Spike spoke up.

"Come on, Twilight! We can do it. There's not so much more to do." Spike said, flipping through the pages on the board in front of them.

"Alright, Spike. I guess if to get this thing over with." Spike grinned as he was ready for next couple of tricks.

'This might take a while.' JetStream sighed with a short smile. He sat down some distance away, he looked to his right at the window, where the ring was sitting, and back to the book. He started to read through it once again, and to realize a sound forming to his right. He looked at the sound to notice Twilight's horn was starting to glow, JetStream's mouth opened on surprise. Calmly, he looked at his own hoof, and tried to let his limbs other than his right arm to ragdoll back to the floor, his Aura started to show a visible blue, his eyes widened and he looked to the window, where his ring was glowing as the same blue colour, 'No way...' he thought as an idea popped into his head. He stood back up and quickly looked over to Twilight, "Do you think Aura is like magic?" Twilight jumped in shock, then turned to him.

"I was thinking the same!" she exclaimed. She finished just as the spell took its place, and a mustache formed below Spike's snout.

"...?" JetStream rose a brow. Spike turned to the board.

"That's number 25! 25 different-" he stopped as JetStream was giving him a look, "What?" Spike asked, the marker he held was still in his right hand.

"A mustache?" JetStream wondered.

"I don't what you mean." Spike sounded distant, he walked his way to a nearby mirror.

"This is the best trick so far." Twilight smiled, shaking her head. They both watched as Spike postured different gestures.

"Sorry, Romeo, as attractive and enticing as you look. It's just for practice, and it has got to go." she closed her eyes as her horn started to glow. Spike saw the reflection and jumped.

"Wait!" he exclaimed as he turned around. He looked down, only to notice it was gone, "Oh, rats!" he sank, Twilight laughed. JetStream rolled his eyes.


Part 3


"Twenty-five, Twilight, twenty-five different kinds of tricks and counting." Twilight closed her eyes as she couldn't really hide it from him. Spike scratched his head after a pause, "I thought unicorns were only supposed to have a little magic that matches their special talents." he gave a shrug gesture and turned back to her as she responded.

"True, Spike. For ponies who's talents are for things like cooking, singing, or math. But what if a unicorns special talent is magic?"

"Like you, Twilight. And you know a ton of magic." he looked ahead as he finished.

"Oh, Spike, stop." she smiled rolling her eyes, and started to look around, "I'm sure they're a lots of ponies right here in Ponyville who know just as much magic as me." Spike looked back, raising his arms.

"Are you kidding? I don't think there's no unicorn in all of Equestria with your kind of ability." they both paused when a voice from the horizon was launched in every direction.

"Gangway! Comin' through!" a colt yelled galloping with another through the same route they're on. They both jumped, and Spike was taken with them both.

"Snips! Snails! What's going on!?" they stopped as he finished, the momentum though sent Spike flying, and landing on the ground in front of them.

"Wha? Haven't you heard? There is a new unicorn in town!" Snips jumped up and down, like a sugar rush.

"Yeah! They say she's got more magical powers than any other unicorn ever!" Twilight walking up behind stopped in shock to understand them.

"Really?" she rose an eyebrow, and actually looked a bit worried. Spike swung his arm.

"No, way! That honor goes to Twilight." she was just about to blush, but she stopped to ask.

"Who is this unicorn?"

"She's in the town square, come on!" Snails galloped ahead.

"Yeah! Come on!" Snips followed. Spike jumped out of the way, then looked to Twilight. They both soon followed after them to Town Square, and unveil who this unicorn could be. As they got a good distance, an echoing voice was coming from a stand in the middle, in front of Town Hall.

"Come one, come all! Come and witness the amazing magic of the Great and Powerful, Trixie!" Twilight and Spike had to shove themselves the crowd.

"You decided to come too?" they both looked, to realize JetStream was standing with the other five. His face looked rather indecisive.

"So, you wanted to see this too?" Spike asked.

"Of course. I actually sort of ran into her, or her cart, on my way around Ponyville. Not on the right hoof here." he gathered a whispering tone. Spike held is sudden urge to giggle, when Twilight directed him to the stand. She started to look around the crowd, giving JetStream an unfavorable eye before looking through the crowd with a smile.

"Watch in awe, as the Great and Powerful Trixie performs the most spectacular feats of magic ever witnessed by pony eyes!" she jumped onto her hind legs, when a fanfare and mini fireworks started playing their tune.

"... My, my, my, what boasting!" Rarity dreaded, Spike rose his arms.

"Come on, nopony's as magical as Twili-" Spike suddenly stopped, his eyes opened wide, "-Twi, Twi, oh Rarity, I uh... mustache!" he ran behind to the end of the crowd. JetStream still had his left hoof in the air to get out of his way, he put it back down as Twilight walked up.

"There's nothing wrong with me is there?" she asked looking between them.

"Nothin' at all, 'cept when somepony goes around showin' if off like a school filly with fancy new ribbons." Applejack answered.

"Just because one has the ability to perform lots of magic does not make one better than the rest."

"Especially when you got me being around being better than the rest of us, He-" Applejack gave her a glare, everypony else just looked a bit confused, "-Eh... I mean, yeah! Uh, magic shmagic. 

Boo!" she looked back to Applejack, yet her expression didn't budge.

"I agree with them, Twilight." JetStream responded, "Although it's nice to show somepony what you're made of, you can't just show up without anypony knowing your name-" JetStream looked in front of him, "And I mean, every Unicorn who knows magic. Any kind." Trixie turned to the group most close to the stage.

"Silence!" JetStream jumped, so did others behind him, "You're the problem that truly bumped my plan." she held a hoof at him.

"I already said I was sorry." he frowned.

"Not when one is walking the same direction!" she piped, "If vision wasn't enough then sound would've obviously been your next ticket!" JetStream's head tilted, putting his right hoof on his chin looking toward the sky.

"You got to admit though, that thing was a bit rusty..." there was a small group of ponies who laughed.

"I will not try to silence thee no further, hold yourself at once young colt!" she looked to the rest of the crowd, "This is no comedic play I shall remind you! Keep you patience near, as the magic show will soon commence without insignificant interruption!" she still held her tone throughout the little act, "And the rest of you who dare intrude. Booing in the face of raw magic by the Great and Powerful Trixie herself, who do you neighsayers think you possibly could be? Who is so ignorant as to challenge the magical ability of the Great and Powerful Trixie? Do they not know that they're in the presence of the most magical unicorn in all of Equestria?"

"Rubbish-" Rarity responded, "Just who does she think she is?"

"Yeah!" Spike bumped in.

"Since we all know, Twilight here is-" Twilight bent down.

"Spike, shh!" she pushed out of the crowd, "What's wrong?" Twilight frowned.

"You see the way they reacted to Trixie? I don't want anyone thinking I'm a show off-" a fanfare played just as Twilight finished. Rainbow Dash grunted, she jumped and flew straight up, JetStream and Fluttershy jumped.

"Wait!" JetStream exclaimed.

"So, Great and Powerful Trixie, what makes you think your so awesome anyway?" she asked, hovered above in front of her. She frowned and corrected her hat, then looked up and smiled.

"Why, only the Great and Powerful Trixie has magic strong to vanquish, the dreaded Ursa Major!" trumpet looking horns on the side of the stage shot fireworks that when exploded in the sky formed the shape of said bear.

"No way..." Snails said in awe. JetStream scoffed.

"The everyday sun is more interesting than this..." he argued to himself. She shifted her hat once again before speaking.

"When all hope is lost, the ponies of Hoofington had nopony to turn to, but the Great and Powerful Trixie stepped in, and with her awesome magic, vanquished the Ursa Major and sent it back to its cave deep within the Everfree Forest."

"Woah." Snips and Snails responded. JetStream swallowed hard.

'I guess it's a good thing I didn't run into it... if it's there anymore...'

"That settles it!" Snips called out. Snails walked up to the stage, Trixie was posing before the crowd, her eyes closed as well.

"Trixie truly is the most talented, the most magical, the most awesome Unicorn in Ponyville."

"No!-" Snips jumped next to Snails, "-In all of Equestria!"

"How do you know!?" Spike broke out, Twilight looked back to him.

'Spike don't make me force you...'

"You didn't see it, and besides, Twil-!"

'That's it!' she broke out a spell that closed his mouth for good, yet that didn't mean he couldn't be heard, 'It's going to be a long day.' she thought. Trixie laughed.

"It's true, my enthusiastic little admirers, Trixie is most certainly the best in Ponyville." she paused, leaving everypony in the front row with angry or critical looks, "Don't believe the Great and Powerful Trixie? Well then, I here by challenge you, Ponyvillians. Anything you can do, I can do better. Any takers? Anyone? Or is Trixie destined to be the greatest equine who has ever lived!" the fanfare played back, fireworks went off once again. Spike extracted the spell, and fell to the ground next to Twilight's hooves, JetStream looked over to him with an eyebrow raised.

"Come on, please! She's unbearable!" he stood up to look at her, JetStream continued to stare, he pretty much he confirmed he was seeing new things everyday, "Ya gotta show her! Ya gotta!" he begged.

"There's no way I'm going to use my magic now, Spike-" JetStream started to whistle, and stood between Trixie and Twilight, yet Trixie didn't notice this. He got the sense of curiosity Trixie was feeling for the mare now behind him, since she always silenced the dragon for some reason, so if his hunch is correct, "Especially since-" she was cut off by Trixie.

"Hmmm, how about-" she looked around the crowd, until she got the middle, "How about you! ...?" Twilight felt a cold wave going over her, fearing she was picked, turns out she ended up pointing the pony directly in front of her, JetStream.

"Woah!" he tried to use his best non-actor voice possible, "Oh, Trixie, I'm pretty sure a mere Earth Pony couldn't best you in magic. Why would you decide to pick me?" he held a hoof against himself.

"What!? Since when Trixie have not noticed you?" she piped down, "... Or are you making a dunce of Trixie, once again?" she hated to admit, but he and her had pre-show encounters.

"Nope, just an innocent Earth Pony trying to watch the, performance. Besides I might as well watch what I helped put together..." he looked really bleak at the end of his statement, 'Did I really just say that!?' suddenly an aura developed around him, it was a light blue, "Hmm?" he grunted as the force of her magic pushed him aside colliding him with Rarity, she pretended to clear her throat.

"Excuse me, but I don't want any ponies of your position, as I can't recall knowing such low pony as yourself-" she glared at JetStream, he caught that loud and clear.

"One trick pony." he responded, he swallowed once again.

"Have I broke you?" she asked after he silence, JetStream didn't answer, answering probably wouldn't be the best answer.

"..." he looked at the ground, keeping as many ponies out of his field of vision as possible. He didn't move a single muscle.

"... Like a broken record..." she answered. Rarity looked back up in amplified annoyance. Twilight looked at JetStream in surprise.

'That was his emerging rage wasn't it?' she wanted that question entirely to herself.

"Now! Back to where Trixie was supposed to be flourishing." she stared at her victim, her glare showing Twilight in fear of showing her magic off as well. Seeing what JetStream just pulled off, Twilight's fear boiled higher.


Part 4


Trixie walked to the edge of the stage, a smug look on her face, "Well? How about it? Hm? Is there anything you can do that the Great and Powerful Trixie can't?" her stare forced her to show what she wanted hidden.

"I... um, well..." Trixie looked over to Applejack.

"Well, little hayseed." Applejack was silent as well.

'... Why are they so quiet?' JetStream wondered, his head still at an angle. Suddenly, Applejack burst out in a rainbow of words.

"That's it! I can't stand for no more of this!" she stomped her hoof. Trixie stepped back, keeping her posture in check.

"You show her, AJ!" Spike encouraged as she walked onto the stage.

"... Can your magical powers do this?" she grabbed a rope, and started swinging it round to play some vertical jump rope. It was going to so fast it might've burned a circular whole in the wood below, you could easily know the crowd was pleased. She lassoed an apple on a nearby tree and tugged on it, flying the apple straight into her mouth. Once she swallowed, she turned to Trixie, 

"Top that, missy!" the crowd cheered. Trixie's horn started to glow, Twilight noticed JetStream shiver from the corner of her eye.

"Oh ye of little talent-" her hat started to hover higher and higher off her head, "-Watch and be amazed as the magic of Trixie!" the rope slowly rose from the wood. Catching her attention, another side of the rope went for another apple, and when it came back, the first end of the rope quickly tied Applejack at the bottom of her arms and legs, turned her upside down to where her back was on the wood, and shoved the apple into her mouth. Surprisingly, the crowd did cheer and were laughing, only to confuse some ponies. Yet there was one in the background who was tooting there horn because of it, "Once again the Great and Powerful prevails." she was content in her character for sure. Next was Rainbow Dash, as she went back up to converse.

"There's no need to go showin' off and strutin' like that." she turned to her.

"Oh?" she looked unamused.

"That's my job-" you could hear multiple ponies sighing. Twilight faintly heard JetStream snicker. She flew off into the sky, doing a quick backflip before she flew all the way in front of the sun, causing a solar eclipse to only the crowd in front of the stage. She dived straight into layers of clouds as she dove back down, catching moisture from them as she flew down at high speed, she instantly turned toward the stage and landed on her four hooves. When stopped, a rainbow formed around her, yet only the right side of the crowd could, "They don't call, Rainbow, and, Dash, for nothin'!" the crowd cheered, "Now, ya see, that is what the crowd should be cheerin' for." Applejack responded.

"When Trixie is through, the only thing they'll call you is loser." her horn glowed again, catching the rainbow and wrapping it around her, causing to spin like a top. And set her aside to outside of the crowd.

"... I think I'm, gonna be sick..." she gave a unamused to Rainbow Dash, she paused, then looked to the crowd.

"Seems like anypony with a dash of good sense, would think twice before tussling with the great Trixie." her horn glowed its light pink, and spawned a small storm cloud next to Rainbow Dash, just after Applejack helped her up. The thunder and lightning made her shriek.

"Yow!" causing JetStream to jump as well, Twilight turned to him afterward.

"You okay?" JetStream shifted.

"It's alright, I only jumped." he had a shrug tone. A good part of the crowd sprouted laughter.

"What we need is another unicorn to challenge her." Spike nudged Twilight, she looked down at him, "Somepony with some magic of her own." Spike kept nudging, even though Twilight was clear of it.

"Com' on, Twilight. It's best to take a shot at this..." JetStream looked back to the stage as Trixie continued to do tricks for the mean time, he looked back to Twilight, "She is rude, but she had her reasons..."

"Yeah!" Rainbow Dash agreed, "A Unicorn who could show this Unicorn who's boss."

"A real Unicorn to Unicorn tussle." Applejack said.

"Uh, well-" Twilight was cut off as Rarity walked across her vision.

"Enough, enough, all of you. I take your hint, but Rarity is above such nonsense. Rainbow Dash and Applejack may behave like ruffians, but Rarity conducts herself with beauty and grace."

"Ooo, what's the matter? Afraid you'll get a hair our of place in that rats nest you call a mane...?" Rarity paused.

"Oh, it is on..." JetStream sighed.

"Not you too." JetStream was finally standing up straight. Rarity got up on stage, and walked past Trixie, keeping her expression of anger content.

"You may think you're tough with all of your so called powers. But there's more to it than your brutish ways. A Unicorn needs to be more to be more than just muscle." her horn glowed a cyan colour, with it forming around the stage curtain to their left, she tugged it from their it brought it closer to her. Everypony looked shock as the robe looking cloth started circling her like a tornado, when it soon finished, she was in an outfit nopony has seen before. Rainbow Dash scoffed.

"If only I could do something like that, that doesn't involve unnecessary dressings, of course." nopony bothered to look at her though. Soon Rarity continued.

"A Unicorn isn't a Unicorn without grace and beauty." she strutted in the outfit. Ponies Ooo-ed her appearance. Trixie's horn started to glow again, JetStream could hear everypony sigh, when Spike suddenly spoke out.

"Rarity won't let Trixie get the best of her!" Trixie's horn went down to a soft glow, she stayed idle, "She's strong, she's beautiful, she-...!" Trixie went ahead to skip his part, with a instant pop of her magic, everybody jumped in shock.

"Quick! I need a mirror, get me a mirror! What did she do to my hair? I know she did something terrible to my hair!" it was either the big scary noise, or the looks she was receiving, she looked to her friends.

"Nothing..."

"It's fine..."

"It's gorgeous..." everypony looked at Spike when he spoke.

"It's green." JetStream let his laugh in one burst, still receiving glares, he asked, "What?" instead of that mirror, Rarity looked up, her eyes started to tear up.

"No. Not green hair!" she galloped past everypony, "Such an awful, awful colour!"

"... Well, I never!" somepony responded with a green mane and tail. Spike looked over to Twilight.

"Well, Twilight, guess it's up to you. Come on, show her what you're made of." JetStream jumped to her side.

"Yeah ,Twilight. I haven't seen much, but you're the one who I saw do the most." Twilight lifted a hoof.

"What do you mean, I'm nothing special." Spike sighed, and pointed at her.

"Yes you are! You're better than her!" JetStream noticed a sense of retreat in her, as her ears were starting to coil.

"I'm not better than anypony." Trixie looked at the front of the crowd.

"Ha! You think you're better than the Great and Powerful Trixie? You think you have more magic talent? Well, come on, show Trixie what you've got..." she noticed the looks she was getting by the others, "Show us all..."

"Who me? I'm just your run of the mill citizen of Ponyville. No powerful magic here, I, uh... I think I hear my laundry calling. Sorry, gotta go." she instantly turned to other way and galloped, holding a frown all the way.

"Twilight!" Spike and JetStream exclaimed.

"I knew it!" his tone wasn't took as angry.

"Once again, the Great and Powerful Trixie as proven herself to be the most amazing Unicorn in all of Equestria-" JetStream mouth hung wide as Spike crossed his arms, "-Was there ever any doubt?" they looked at one another, making a slight of a nod gesture.


Part 5


A little later, Trixie was in front of a mirror, behind the stage. She was busy coming her mane from all the troubling difficulties from before, when she heard the grass rustling behind the mirror stand, 

"Who has wished to see me, the Great and Powerfu-." she was cut early.

"It's only me Trixie..." JetStream walked from behind the mirror, sort of depressed to the eye.

"Oh..." she paused being caught off guard, "Why does thee keep coming back to Trixie?" he sighed.

"I'm here to apologize for earlier." he shrugged, Trixie lifted her nose into the air, still shifting the brush across her mane.

"You approaching Trixie like this is apologetic enough. If this is all you have come for then leave her at once." JetStream was still trying to rap around the third person dialogue of hers. JetStream rose from his slouch, getting Trixie's attention.

'Don't, get angry...' he stared at the high point of his right arm, 'It's like I can't keep stable without the thing.' JetStream sighed once again.

"What is it you have to say? Speak it." she stopped brushing, JetStream knew he would have to give it now.

"Sorry, I'm still shattered from you breaking me. I still haven't welcomed you from your thanks, when I helped you roll your stage in with you. So, I came because of attitude, and to finish something earlier than that." he paused, but spoke before she could, "I know you will take much of this for granted, again for how bad I acted back there, and honestly-" he stopped, JetStream just suddenly stopped as spaced out, right before Snips and Snails approached them with snacks from afar.

"Here's your smoothie you asked for, with extra hay, just how you like it." she grabbed it with her magic and started sipping from the straw.

"Mmm, hay..." Snips echoed in a dreamy tone. When Trixie opened her previously closed eyes, she saw both of them staring intently, their eyes practically sparkling.

"Yes?" she sounded annoyed, Snips stuttered.

"Uh, tell us another story the Great and Powerful Trixie." he asked. JetStream rose an eyebrow.

"Yeah!" Snails added.

"Tell us about how you vanquished the Ursa Major." she looked up to JetStream, who tried to look interested. Instead, she tossed her head the opposite direction.

"Ugh, Trixie is far too exhausted from performing feats beyond imagination." she instantly turned to the three of them, "Begone with you until morning!" she rose a hoof, continuously shifting it forward.

"Of course, Great and Powerful Trixie." they started walking backwards, without any regard for what was behind them. JetStream watched as they continued in the direction.

"Anything you say, we are at your beck and call." they walked backward with their necks toward the ground like she was some princess.

"Bah!" she shifted with the wind, and turned to her mirror.

"Hmm...?" JetStream turned around to a voice.

"Hey you, over there." Snips called out, "Stay away from the Great and Powerful Trixie, she desires to be alone."

"Yeah-" Snails usually followed, "We wouldn't, like to upset her."

"Alright." he turned slowly, a little lost, those two were still backing up. JetStream noticed a figure behind them.

"What are you two doin'?" Spike didn't look so good, his arms were crossed, his expression topped it off.

"Just bringin' the G and P T a-" he was cut off by Spike.

"The what?"

"The Great and Powerful Trixie." Snips answered.

"Sheesh..." Spike looked at the ground.

"Just bring bringing her a smoothie." Snips finished.

"How can you fall for her lameness?..." Spike noticed JetStream behind the two.

"JetStream, why are you here? I thought you went back to Twilight's or something." JetStream spaced out on how Spike reacted to Snips and Snails praise toward Trixie, and with him apologizing earlier didn't form a fondness of the same so well, after a second or two, JetStream looked back to Spike, Snips and Snails looked back to him.

"So your name's JetStream?" Snails asked.

"Yes..." JetStream answered.

"Why are you still here? Especially when your friends got humiliated with Trixie's false talent." Snips turned to Spike.

"Don't worry though, JetStream was only apologizing for his fre-" Spike's mouth dropped, JetStream stepped back with the same expression.

"What!?" they both exclaimed.

"You were to say you and us were, sorry, for what we tried to do?" Spike asked.

'This is an misunderstanding!' JetStream swallowed.

"No, Snips and Snails didn't come at the same time I did, they didn't here it all, Spike. You're misunderstanding." Spike sneered, and pointed at the tip of JetStream's muzzle.

"You're saying you came down here as early as you could to make sure there were no misunderstandings at all between you and Trixie? JetStream! We were purposely trying to trip Trixie from getting to far ahead from us, I thought you knew she wasn't that great!" Snails suddenly spoke up for JetStream.

"Trixie is the greatest Unicorn, she has the word, Great, in her name." they tried to get Spike back.

'Hang on you two!' he panicked.

"She's only a show-off! Unlike Twilight who-!" Spike was cut off, as Snips got too close.

"The Great and Powerful Trixie vanquished an Ursa Major! Can your Twilight claim that?" Spike scoffed.

"Were you two even there?" there was a slight pause, "Actually, did you two even know who she was by then?" he held his arms out in question, JetStream stared at the colts in the back of their heads.

"... Well, no, we weren't, but-"

"But nothin'! The proof is in the pudding." Snails laughed.

"I like pudding..." Spike expressed nothing for these two.

"Spike, I need to settle things with you. I'm not here because of what you said earlier, you didn't let me get around to it." he frowned.

"Well, JetStream, nothing was stopping you, except you..." his heart skipped a beat, a cold wave went down his spine, "... Look, unless an Ursa Major comes waltzing up the street for Trixie to vanquish, I am not going to believe what she says-" he pointed a claw at the two colts, "-and neither should you..." after a thought, Snips gained a smug expression.

"Hmm, an Ursa walkin' up the street, 'ey? Snails-" he turned to Snails, "-Are you thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?"

"Why is it they call it a flea market when they don't really sell fleas?" he wondered looking out into space.

"Ye-! Uh, come on!" he turned around stomping at the ground like he finished a tantrum, they both passed JetStream, giving him a look as well. When they left, JetStream sighed.

"On another note, JetStream, why does it seem like I'm the only one who's trying to take care of this?" now it sounded like he was trying to get an answer from himself, yet you would ask somepony else. JetStream rubbed his neck and walked up to him.

"... Maybe because you're... obnoxious?" Spike's mouth opened.

"What? No, I'm being loyal here, Twilight is the actual Unicorn of those two." Spike, without hesitation, started walking back into Ponyville. JetStream looked up.

"...? Wait!" he caught back up to him, "Where are you going?" he asked.

"Back to the library." he sounded bleak, "... I need to talk to Twilight." he answered without question. After another long pause, Spike looked back up to JetStream, "JetStream, would... help me with this?" he sounded a bit nervous, "I don't feel like I could take it alone, to persuade Twilight to show what she's made of." JetStream leaned away.

"Why are you asking me, I'm only a colt. Twilight and her friends are all mares..." Spike instantaneously looked up.

"And I'm younger than all of you!" he paused, "Okay, just listen here. Ever since we met, something I knew a feeling of has broadened, I feel like I'm heightened, whenever you're around..." he gestured a shrug with his arms, "I don't want this sounding weird, JetStream..." JetStream looked straight ahead.

"You know what though, Spike? That's actually a really nice insight you brought up. I know you a dragon, Spike. And actually I thought you and them had some sort of heightened sense for something, yet if I had to say what it was..." Spike looked up to him, "Uh, I would say, it hasn't shown yet..." JetStream and Spike sighed for different reasons, "But you know what?..." JetStream bounced back, "If you're serious about this, then maybe it'll work out for the both of us." he smiled in wonder. The library was in front of them. Spike spoke up once again.

"Can promise me you would help me with this?" JetStream paused.

"I won't make a promise I can't keep." JetStream held out his hoof, and they both bumped, "But I had to say, Spike. I promise." they both smiled.


Part 6


JetStream walked back down, and listened as the conversation between Spike and Twilight continued, yet she didn't look so happy, "Twilight, would you put down the book and just listen to me?" Twilight finally turned around, noticing JetStream behind him as well.

"Didn't you see how they hated Trixie's bragging, Spike? If I go out there and show off my magic, I run the risk of losing them as friends." Spike shook his head.

"It's not the same thing, Twilight! You'll be using your magic to stand up for your friends, you're being a bit too defensive." Twilight wiped her worried expression clear.

"No, Spike, it's exactly the same. The others said it themselves-" she turned away from them, "-I can't show them more then what Trixie did." she turned her head back to them, "If I ended up showing Trixie what I got, the others will go by their word. And they'll hate me for showing off as well." she was pretty serious, it was an angry serious, not a worried serious. Spike suddenly lifted his arm, pointing toward JetStream.

"But what if one thinks differently?" he looked over to him. JetStream noticed Spike pointing.

"Eh, well. Twilight, sorry about that, Spike caught me off guard. From a point of view I would see all this, despite the same humiliation she gave me and our friends-" Twilight cut him off.

"I didn't see you go on that stage." she replied. JetStream felt this faint heat wave come from Twilight.

"Could we calm down?" they all paused.

"I am not mad..." she assured. She was lying, the small, dark red outline of hers still wrapped around her.

'She is lying, but I don't want to drag this self-ignorance longer...' JetStream paused. Spike was still going back and forth between them, "I didn't see you on that stage..." her expression finally showed it.

"I am not mad, JetStream." Spike looked over to Twilight, and his mouth opened in JetStream's same realization.

"..." Spike walked over to the magic spell board they used before, "... Why don't we use a small one?" Spike asked, he saw her expression, then looked back, "Come on, Twilight, any one of these tricks even the teeniest would be enough to show off Trixie." she grit her teeth, her horn started to glow.

"I don't want to be seen as a bragger like Trixie." Spike walked forward, but her Twilight spawned a door prop in front of Spike, and slamming it in his face, and immediately turning around after it. JetStream saw that thin red Aura of hers get thinner, yet it was still visible.

'I guess that didn't help so much...' he bit his lip. He looked back to Spike, who opened the door back open.

"But you're the best, Twilight!" Twilight glared at him.

"Please, Spike, I said no!" he went silent, and sank, looking toward the floor. Soon enough he looked back up.

"If that's the way you wanna be, then fine." he slammed the door shut. Twilight went silent, her expression showed ignorance. JetStream looked into the corner of his eye. Spike opened the door once more and walked to the front door and exited there. When he slammed the door, JetStream looked back at the door, as it started to glow, so was Twilight's horn.

"What are you doing with the door?" he asked. Twilight sighed, looked a bit dreadful at the moment.

"JetStream, this came from my panic..."

"What?" he looked puzzled, "You spawned this out of frustration?" he pointed at the pure blue door.

"Yet another reason why I want to stay away from this." the door disappeared, and Twilight looked back to JetStream, "I don't know if I'll screw it up, or do anything that was unintended."

"We're just going to have to wait, then." Twilight rose an eyelid.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Wait for whatever Snips and Snails could be doing. They walked away and said something about not being there when Trixie, vanquished, an Ursa Major..." Twilight's eyes didn't budge at all, JetStream just shrugged.

"... I don't get it, JetStream. Why would Spike try so hard to get me out there and face Trixie like he intends me to?"

"Because I've seen you do the most, besides Rarity. Honestly, all I have seen her do is simple levitation." JetStream shrugged.

"I don't want to stray from my friendships, JetStream. I don't think this will seem to help." JetStream looked toward Twilight.

"I know it hasn't been long since we first met, Twilight. But remember how conversed the first time we did?" Twilight looked toward the ceiling as she tried to recall, "You can't seem to bring it up at anytime? You have to be reminded? Not that you need to of course..." JetStream looked at the wooden floor.

"..." Twilight still was silent.

"Twilight, you were too tired and annoyed to act properly." he gave it away. Twilight's mouth opened in realization, "Despite how you may act at any time, it seemed like you didn't care for a thing as soon as I got a glimpse of your expression by the time you let me sit next the bed and talk with you. You sounded nearly empathetic until the very end." Twilight nodded.

"True, yet I didn't care for any friendships at the time, let me remind you." JetStream smiled.

"Trust me on that one, I could tell the slightest. You were closed off by everypony else, the lights were off..." he paused as he wanted to bring the theme of this event up, "As I was first into Ponyville, we went into Sugarcube Corner, because that's where I was staying. When Pinkie Pie was talking about this party for a certain mare-" Twilight smiled a bit, "-I thought that this pony was important to her. Despite how long they may have known each other. And through the big adventure we had trying to get through the Everfree forest, we all got to know each other a lot. And we have been friends ever since. We all seen you magic, Twilight. That's what got you to stop Nightmare Moon, and bring Luna back from it. Those bonds with your friends help the feat to be pulled through. The final attack you pulled on her as well. It was stronger than we both thought." Twilight rose up.

"What was that?" JetStream inhaled to think back to that part, where Nightmare pulled a sneak attack to stop them, and he helped the six heal it back up. Sometimes when it comes to this, it feels like he isn't on their side, nor on the pony or any other thing against him. That's where he thought this Auroric thing rolled into place. JetStream sighed.

"Never mind, Twilight." he walked toward the front door, he looked up in surprise to notice it was night.

"..." he heard Twilight huff in figuring it out.

"Things figure in time, Twilight, yet nothing starts until you take action." JetStream walked out and closed the door. Leaving Twilight to sigh again, with a frown that felt like would never leave.


Part 7


In the outer skirts of Ponyville, Spike lazily dragged along kicking rock, the bright night shone above in the sky, "I just don't get it. Twilight earlier was doing tricks off the wazoo, how come she doesn't want to show Trixie for what she isn't?" suddenly Spike's fists clenched, he pulled back and gave the rock his hardest kick. Right afterward, he caught Snails galloped by following Snips, 

"Hey, guys, we're you going?"

"Can't talk now!"

"Got a major problem!" they both screamed as they passed by.

"... Ursa Major to be exact!"

'How can I still hear him?' suddenly there was this big roar that filled the area, "Huh?..." he turned around, and a bear like creature where Spike only came up to his paw roared at him.

"Trixie!" they beckoned.

"Twilight!" he exclaimed.

Futurewhile in the mean...

Spike and JetStream dashed back in, where they both saw her reading a book on the pedestal.

"Twilight!" they both exclaimed.

"You got to come quick!"

"I told you two, I don't want to show up Trixie." she seemed to be more calm then last.

"... JetStream what are you doing? You saw what was out there!" JetStream was idle, up until the point where he shot something transparent directed towards Twilight. When it hit her, she instantly felt the fear and terror of what was going on.

"Ah!" Twilight suddenly screamed.

"Now come on we need to get ou-!" the loud roar rang out again.

"Really?" Twilight looked at both of them, they nodded slowly looking at each other.

"Great and Powerful Trixie, you've got to vanquish the Ursa." Snips said as the beast was just ahead of them, idly staring.

"Yeah, vanquish it so we can watch." Snails said.

"It took a lot of trouble to get this thing here." Trixie was just about to go for something, but she stopped when she heard.

"Wait, you brought this here? Are you out of your little pony minds!?" she stared back at them instead.

"But, you're the Great and Powerful Trixie." Snips responded.

"Yeah, remember, you defeated an Ursa Major." the creature roared once again, and Trixie was nowhere near anything except for this bear.

"Uh, okay.... Stand back." a rope appeared from a nearby vase and she wrapped it around him, his two fingers, where it snapped it off instantly.

"Aw, come on Trixie!"

"Stop goofin' around and vanquish it, eh?" Trixie turned back around and really burned to try this time, she ended up spawning a storm cloud without the help of a Pegasus, yet it was nearly to small for it to cover the Ursa Major.

"Well that was a dud..." Snails verbalized his reaction.

"Yeah-" Snips blew raspberries, "-come on! Where's all the cool explosions and smoke and stuff like earlier? You should know." the tiny cloud suddenly shot a lightning bolt, when it struck the Major, all three of them bolted. When it let out another roar, it caught everypony's attention. It started to crush a couple of houses around itself, and ponies around Ponyville started to spread out far from it. While Spike on Twilight's back with JetStream galloping on their side.

"This is down right amazing!" JetStream exclaimed, as they violently pushed through waves of ponies trying to escape the scene.

"Are you nuts! This is horrible!" Twilight yelled back. Twilight saw the beast collapse on another house, "Who the heck made that thing upset!?" Twilight exclaimed. JetStream saw Spike play with his claws.

"I'm thinking Spike knows who..."

"Spike!" Twilight looked back at him, and didn't until he answered.

"Twilight..." JetStream tried her attention as they kept going down the path, ponies passing dozen by dozen.

"Spike, how could you know who?" Spike continued to play with his claws.

"I might have been out earlier, and..."

"Twilight!"

"... chased by it." Twilight instantly looked at JetStream.

"What is it?"

"Move to the side!" Twilight looked ahead.

"Gagh!" JetStream lift his left hoof at a different time to drag across the ground, leaving himself to get pushed into Twilight, and her getting out of the way.

"JetStream!" she exclaimed as she got pushed for no explanation, as she was about to gallop into a pillar built for support of a building, and the roof being lower than the rest of it, he jumped onto the lowered roof. As he was up there getting across, he was able to get a good look of the beast.

"...!"

"Do you see if from there!?" Twilight got his attention as he looked at her.

"Uh, yeah! I do!" he looked back, then toward the ground as he got to the end of it, the landing was sloppy, but he was able to catch back up.

"Where is it then?" she asked.

"It's-" they were right in the middle of a three-way cross-road when Twilight spotted Snips and Snails.

"You two!" she instantly stopped and turned to gallop into the path. JetStream tripped realizing she turned. He got back up and went after them around the corner, "What's going on!?" Twilight exclaimed as she stopped behind them.

"Oh, we brought an Ursa to town." JetStream nodded.

"You know, without the destruction, that would sound lovely..." Twilight groaned.

"Now!? Seriously!?" he shrugged, and Twilight turned back to the other colts, "You what!?"

"Don't worry, the Great and Powerful Trixie will vanquish it." Snails said. That's as far as Trixie thought she'd go standing in front of the very pony she said was superior. Her eyes felt like they'd tremble if she dragged it on any further. Yet with the simple phrase.

"I can't..." and it was all released off her shoulders.


Part 8


"What!?" Snips and Snails jumped.

"I can't, I never have. No one can vanquish an Ursa Major. I just made it up to make myself look better."

"Made it up!?" they kept their tone in tight order. The Ursa Major, showed itself. It stood so high it blocked the moon from where they were standing 20 feet away. JetStream had to cover his face, something bright was shining.

"... That tail... I've seen it before..." the tail had seven white dots forming a skeleton like lines. Spike nudged Twilight.

"I think it's finally time you do something..." he looked worried, yet who wouldn't be.

"Hoooeyy, not the biggest rope could wrap that beast." Applejack said. JetStream noticed Twilight pass him.

'Is she finally going to do it?'

'JetStream's right about the tail... there's no way this is an Major...' they stood right in front of another. Pony to giant small bear. Twilight's horn suddenly glowed into a bright light as a field behind them was broken by the wind.

"Are those, making music?" JetStream asked himself. The Minor heard it, and suddenly looked drowsy.

"Nice use of number sixteen." he smiled.

"You actually remember doing those?" he asked Spike, he just nodded and looked back to Twilight. She was dragging a water tower holder through a barn, when it went through, it as filled with milk.

"Hmm, that's new." Spike said. JetStream smiled, and for some reason he was breathing heavily. The Minor lost its balance and begun to fell, yet just before it would have fallen on Trixie, Twilight grabbed it in time and lifted it off the ground, she gave the Minor the holder full of milk. As it started sucking from the end that was open.

"I... I don't think this was a Major...." Spike's eyes opened wide.

"What makes you think that?"

"Just see how baby-ish it looks right now, Twilight's practically taking care of it like a mother."

"How do you know?" Spike asked. He turned away, unsure, and looked at the sky looking mildly guilty. Before they knew it, Twilight brought it back to where it came. And everypony started to cheer for joy. JetStream's and Twilight's Auras glowed for a second.

"Twilight." he walked up to her, his smile instantly a frown. She was a bit slow to stand all the way, but she got there, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, why are you asking?" JetStream backed up for a second.

"That feeling..." JetStream's Aura changed to a violet, her horn glow and his Aura suddenly had the same colour, "It was hot wasn't it?" Twilight's neck rose.

"You felt it too?" he shook his head.

"No, but I could see it in you. Aura can change with body temperature you can figure..." Twilight's head tilted in confusion.

"You burned off all that magic in two minutes that any Unicorn will do in an entire day, that's at least what I have read in the book." Twilight nodded.

"Yeah, that makes sense..."

"Heavens to Betsy! We knew you had ability, but not that much." she smiled.

"I'm sorry, please don't hate me!" she begged.

"What?" JetStream responded.

"Hate you?" they all said in unison.

"Why, what ever do you mean, darling?" Rarity asked.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Magic's got nothin' to do with it. Trixie's just a loud mouth." Rainbow said.

"Most unpleasant."

"All hat and no cattle." Applejack said. Twilight looked from JetStream to the rest in the crowd.

"So, you don't mind my magic tricks?"

"Your magic is a part of who you are, sugarcube, and we like who you are. We're proud to have such a powerful, talented unicorn as our friend." Rainbow Dash looked at Applejack, then to Twilight.

"And after whoopin' that Ursa's hind quarters, were even prouder."

"You are?" she finally getting the swing of things. They all nodded.

"Wow, Twilight, how'd you know what to do with that Ursa Major?"

"That's what I was doing when you came looking for me. I was so intrigued by Trixie's bragging that I was compelled to do a little reading up on them." JetStream gasped.

"Oh, that's what that book you had earlier isn't it?" Twilight turned to him.

"Yes."

"So it is possible to vanquish an Ursa Major all by yourself." Twilight looked at JetStream, who rolled his eyes.

"Actually, Spike-" Twilight answered, "-That wasn't an Ursa Major... it was a baby, an Ursa Minor. JetStream-" she turned to him.

"Yeah?"

"The tail you saw, that's what holds the difference between an Major and a Minor, it depends on its constellation."

"That was just a baby?" Trixie looked stunned.

"It wasn't rampaging either, it was cranky because somepony woke it up." she stared intently at the two colts.

"Well, if that was an Ursa Minor, what's an Ursa Major like?" she decided that will be left up to the imagination. Trixie walked up to Twilight.

"Hah! You may have vanquished an Ursa Minor, but you'll never have the amazing show stopping ability of the Great and Powerful Trixie." she shot up to her hind legs and threw a smoke bomb to the ground, causing it to blast everywhere. Yet after it disappeared, she was still visible, galloping out of Ponyville.

"Why, that little-!"

"Just let her go. Maybe someday she'll learn her lesson." Twilight's tone was calm.

"Now about you two..." she had a glare that could pierce the heavens above.

"Ah, uh, we're sorry we woke up the Ursa Minor."

"We just wanted to see some awesome magic!" Snips said. They paused as Twilight kept her stare.

"... We deserve whatever punishment you give us..." Twilight looked over to Trixie's cart, which JetStream so happened to notice.

"For starters, you can clean up this mess. And... What do you think, Spike? Should I give them number twenty five? " he jumped to look at her.

"Oh twenty-five, yes. And I think I deserve it too."

"Wha-?"

"I think you're right." she grinned mischievously as her horn started to glow.

'She can definitely be herself when she needs to...' JetStream thought. Suddenly all three of them had different mustaches.

"Sweet." they all said in unison.



Dear Princess Celestia,

I have learned a very valuable lesson about friendship: I was so afraid of being thought of as a showoff that I was hiding a part of who I am. My friends helped me realize that it's okay to be proud of your talents, and there are times when it's appropriate to show them off... especially when you're standing up for your friends.



"So, you finally admit your the most talented Unicorn in all of Ponyville?" Spike barged in.

"Well, yeah, but it's nothing to brag about. So, uh, how did it go with Rarity?" she sounded uneasy asking.

"Eh, she didn't go for the mustache..."

"You know, Spike, that mustache has nothing to do with who you really are. Maybe you should just try being yourself." she restated from her lesson.

"Or... maybe the mustache wasn't enough. Maybe if I had a mustache and a beard?" he asked grabbing both sides of the mustache.

"Uh, not this again..." she turned to the letter and wrote her lasts, "Your faithful and most certainly extant student, Twilight Sparkle." she put the quill down and turned back to Spike.

"-No, a soul patch on my right chin!" she rolled her eyes before she asked to send the letter.

~~~Episode End~~~